Podcasts about Frollo

Sean and Sarah return with the sixth episode of the Preview It Yourself side series. They watch and discuss the trailers for 28 Years Later, Warfare and the live-action remake of Lilo & Stitch.Discussion Points:-Sarah nearly leaves less than two minutes in.-Sean tries to warn Sarah of the truly horrific trailer she is about to watch.-Sarah wonders how the 28 Years Later looks so similar to 28 Days Later (2002).-Adam Driver.-There's a serious "Hunchback of Notre Dame"-based misunderstanding.-Sean was trying to think of Rupert Everett's name.Raised Questions:-Why do Sean and Sarah enjoy apocalyptic films so much?-Have studios lost the art of making trailers?-What film isn't improved by Adam Driver?-Why does Lilo & Stitch look cheap?-Would you watch Nicholas Cage as Frollo?Chapters:0:04 Introduction 3:15 Trailer Reactions Begin-28 Years Later11:43 Discussing A24's "Warfare"21:01 Previewing Lilo & Stitch's Disturbing New Trailer31:34 Disney's Live-Action Remake Discussion39:54 Closing Thoughts and FarewellFilm Recommendation:-13 Hours: The Secret Soldiers of Benghazi (2016), by Michael Bay.Thanks for Listening!Find us here: X: @YourselfReviewInstagram: reviewityourselfpodcast2021YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@ReviewItYourself⁠ Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Why do the villains always get the best songs? In this devilishly fun episode of The Music in Me, we're cranking up the drama and diving headfirst into the world of Disney villain anthems. These songs aren't just catchy — they're iconic, theatrical, and dripping with delicious wickedness. From the seductive power plays of Ursula in Poor Unfortunate Souls, to Scar's fascist flair in Be Prepared, to the fiery torment of Frollo in Hellfire, Disney villains don't just monologue — they perform. We'll break down the lyrics, the drama, the hidden genius, and why these tunes secretly (or not-so-secretly) steal the spotlight every time. If you've ever found yourself singing along with the bad guy and loving every second of it… this one's for you.SONGS MENTIONED...Poor Unfortunate Souls from The Little MermaidBe Prepared from The Lion KingFriends on the Other Side from The Princess and the FrogMother Knows Best from TangledGaston from Beauty and the BeastPrince Ali (Reprise) from AladdinHellfire from The Hunchback of Notre DameCruella DeVille from 101 DalmationsThe Elegant Captain Hook from Peter PanTrust in Me from The Jungle BookMad Madam Mim from The Sword in the StoneAre You In or Out? from Aladdin and the King of ThievesSnuff Out the Light deleted song from The Emperor's New GrooveThis is the Thanks I Get from WishExploring Broadway's Villain Songs (Episode 37)What did you think of this episode? Support the showKeep listening, keep grooving, and let the music in you continue to shine. Thank you, and see you soon!CONTACT TERI:Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/terirosborg/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/teri.rosborgYouTube: The Music in MeTikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@terirosborgPodcast Facebook Page: The Music in Me Podcast Facebook pageTHEME SONG BY: Hayley GremardINTRODUCTION BY: Gavin Bruno

Mike v Frollo

Oggi un bel podcast in cui si parla di podcast.Sebastiano è un nostro collega, ha fondato e produce con costanza "Andata e Ritorno" che è un piccolo gioiello nel settore dell'audio di montagna. Non poteva che uscirne un episodio articolato in cui problemi e pregi della comunicazione di montagna vengono a galla e - perché no - forse qualche possibile soluzione. Correte ad ascoltarlo ma soprattutto correte ad ascoltare le varie rubriche di "Andata e Ritorno" di cui siamo sicuri diventerete presto dei fans!............................................................................VERTIGINI è un podcast originale di Matteo Pilon e Alessandro Zanchetta.SE VUOI SOSTENERE QUESTO PROGETTO PUOI FARLO SUL NOSTRO PATREON A QUESTO LINK:https://www.patreon.com/vertiginipodcast/membership............................................................................Music: When We Were Still Alive by Bryo is licensed under a Creative Commons License.https://creativecommons.org/licenses/...Support by RFM - NCM: https://bit.ly/3KchqWp

A Visit From The BishopA series in 17 parts, By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Reverend Morris anxiously paced back and forth in the lounge. He was in turmoil; he'd just received a letter from Bishop George, who was planning to visit him. On top of that, he'd been agonizing all day how to finally tell Lucy that their marriage was over. The past few weeks had seen his safe and somewhat dull life turned upside down. Ever since that romp with Jenna Fox in the vestry. What seemed to be a wild, one-off had now morphed into a passionate relationship. Now the vicar was seriously falling in love with the much younger woman.And what about Christopher? His four-year old son had just started school. Now a way would have to be found to gently break the news that Mummy and Daddy would no longer be living together. How would he cope with that? Then there would be the gossips at church. Some of the older members of the congregation would tut and register their disapproval. A vicar of all people, a role model and pillar of the community, cheating on his wife with a woman twenty years his junior! Every week he preached about being a good Christian. Now he couldn't help but feel he was nothing but a hypocrite."Bishop George won't take kindly to this," he remarked. The man was known not to suffer fools gladly.Hearing Lucy's car pull up on the drive, Reverend Morris took a deep breath. It was confession time. He fiddled with his thumbs as the front door opened."Hello, um, oh you're back a bit later than normal? Um, where's Christopher?""I dropped him off at your mum's," Lucy replied. "Simon, we need to talk. I have to tell you something really important. It can't wait.""I, had a feeling you might say that. There's something I need to tell you too, you see I,”Lucy took his hand and beckoned him to sit next to her on the settee."Simon. I've not been honest with you for some time now. It's not fair, and you have every right to feel angry. I've treated you terribly these past few years, pushing you away, shutting you out. Then six months ago, it happened. This is hard for me to explain,”"Please tell me," Reverend Morris replied. "Is there, someone else?"Lucy sighed. "Yes. I, I'm so sorry, Simon."Suddenly, the reverend felt less guilty. That they'd both met other people made it more bearable. But there was still their son to think about."I see. Is he, someone from church?""Yes, but, it's she," Lucy replied.Reverend Morris blinked. "She? Oh,”"Debbie Adams, you know, she teaches at the Sunday school? That's why it's been so difficult. So yeah, it's 2022, but it's still hard to be gay, and a vicar's wife. Especially in a tight-knit community like St Michael's. Many nights, I have sat and prayed to God. I asked him for courage and forgiveness. For how I have sinned."He took her hand. "I'm happy you found the courage to be yourself. And to fall in love isn't a sin, Lucy.""You're a wonderful man, Simon. You're being so understanding about this. I've been dreading saying anything, but I needn't have worried."Reverend Morris awkwardly scratched the back of his head. "I would've supported you no matter what. Um, but I guess now's the right time to confess that I've been seeing someone else too."Lucy smiled. "Oh really?""Um, you know Jenna? She goes to church. Jenna Fox?""Blimey, Simon. Oh yes. I've seen her. She is really attractive, not my type, but a stunner. I can see why you fell for her."Reverend Morris' face was turning red. "I worry about the age gap though, I mean she's twenty and I've just turned forty, that's not a good look is it? Others will disapprove.""Simon, love is love. These others you speak of will just have to deal with it.""Bishop George won't approve. He's planning to visit me in the next few days.""I don't think he's the monster you make him out to be. He seems pretty liberal deep down. Didn't he once have a much younger wife?" Lucy asked."Yes, she was called Julia. She left him for a Catholic priest.""Ouch.""Who was older than him! The priest was defrocked of course and he and Julia emigrated to the Costa del Sol, where they now run a beachfront bar called Unholy Orders,”"About Christopher," Lucy began. "We should tell him together."Reverend Morris nodded.Another Sunday and another morning Eucharist at St Michael's. Josh the curate was at the door, welcoming the faithful. Yulia and a group of other young woman grinned at him as they went inside. Normally, Josh would've nodded and blushed, but not anymore. Today he shook their hands, smiled back and had a little chat with them. When he noticed Jenna approaching, the curate's smile widened some more."Hello Jenna!""Good morning!" Jenna said. "Nice day for it.""Nice day for what?" Josh replied, winking at her."Naughty boy. Nice day for a church service of course! Looks like you have some female admirers over there," she said, glancing at Yulia and her friends.There was a notable absence in the church - John Norris and his wife were nowhere to be seen. The gossip-mongering pensioners who sat in the front pew wasted no time in digesting this new information."Well I heard that he moved out for a few days. They had a blazing row at the Harvest Social.""Margaret saw Patricia on the bus. Talk about having the wind taken out of your sails. She was beside herself.""Best place for her. A poison-tongued harpy of the highest order! I feel sorry for John. He doesn't need that sort of upset. He's on beta-blockers. They've decided to have a few days in Wales, to try and patch things up.""If my husband had been writing the sort of stuff like Patricia put on the Internet, I'd have told him to sling his hook!"Tony had volunteered to read the first reading, which was from the Book of Revelation. He twitched and sniffed as he spoke, and got a little carried away as he went on."Then I saw coming from the mouth of the dragon, the mouth of the beast, and the mouth of the false prophet, three foul spirits like frogs. These spirits were devils, with power to work miracles. They were sent out to muster all the kings of the world for the great day of battle of God the sovereign Lord!""He'll have a stroke if he carries on like that," the old ladies whispered.Tony continued. "This is the day when I come like a thief! Happy the man who stays awake and keeps on his clothes, so that he will not have to go naked and ashamed for all to see!"Some small children sat at the front looked terrified."This is the Word of the Lord!"Tony sat down. The second reading was a much calmer passage from Romans. Jenna smiled when Reverend Morris took to the pulpit, ready to deliver his sermon."Today, I'd like to talk all about love, forgiveness and honesty," he began. "I'm sure you've all heard that old saying. If you love someone, let them go. Why not hold onto them if you love them?Isn't love supposed to be fighting for that person no matter what?Through the fights, the struggles, and the pain, shouldn't we keep trying to keep the relationship going? The true meaning of loving someone and letting them go starts with being selfless, not selfish. There is another old saying. Honesty is the best policy. Ladies and gentlemen, I am going to be honest with you all today. My wife Lucy and I are getting divorced.Several loud gasps arose from the congregation. Jenna glanced round, trying to remain composed. She shifted anxiously in the uncomfortable pew. Was the vicar going to mention her name?"That's right. I know this will come as a shock to you all. You see, both of us have fallen for different people. Now, whilst we may no longer have romantic love for each other, we still care about each other. As you know, Lucy and I have a young son, Christopher, and his welfare is of paramount importance. Our split has been completely amicable. Lucy has moved out of the vicarage and we have agreed a 50/50 shared custody,”Josh looked up at the vicar in sympathetic understanding, as did Gordon. Meanwhile, some of the old ladies looked to be on the verge of nervous breakdowns. Jenna's heart was pounding."I'm not asking for forgiveness," Reverend Morris continued. "I know what some of you must be thinking. What sort of vicar preaches about the sanctity of marriage, and seven deadly sins, the shame of sin, and lo, he has sinned himself. I won't think ill of any of you. I have spoken to God and believe he has forgiven Lucy and I."Suddenly, Tony stood up. "Good for ya, Vicar! You're a top bloke. You helped me get off the crack. So like, I'd forgive you anything, man." He started clapping. Jenna joined in, and moments later, the rest of the congregation broke out in applause.Sat at the organ, Gordon was clapping furiously. He noticed Jenna gazing adoringly at the vicar and gave a wry smile. "I wonder who his new woman could be?" He said to himself.Jenna made her way straight to the vicarage after the service ended, intending to prepare herself ready for Reverend Morris. She was hornier than usual, and had much to discuss with the vicar. He'd given her a key to let herself in with.Alone in the house, Jenna removed her conservative clothing and changed into a far racier outfit - a short black dress, with lacy red panties underneath. She was just touching up her makeup, when there was a knock on the door."Oh he's back already," she smiled. The vicarage was only five minutes from the church. "Guess he didn't bother to go to the church hall,”Jenna opened the door. "I'm feeling sinful, oh! Er, hello!"Instead of the vicar, a stern-looking man who was the spitting image of Frollo from Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame, was standing there."Good morning," the mystery man replied. The clerical collar, purple shirt and cross round his neck were obvious indicators that he was a church person, but Jenna had never seen him before."Um, can I help you, sir?""Is Reverend Simon Morris in?" the man replied."No, he's still at the church. He won't be long. Can I take a message?""I'd prefer to come in and wait. I'm Bishop George. The Reverend is expecting me."The bishop? Yikes, Jenna thought. He's the vicar's boss. I'd better behave myself. She glanced at him as he entered the lounge.At least, I must try to behave myself,Bishop George sat down on the couch. "You must be the babysitter?"Jenna was tempted to lie, but lying to a bishop felt like a great sin, so she declined. "No. I'm, a friend of the vicar."Bishop George nodded. "Ah yes. I didn't think you were a babysitter. Seeing as Lucy and Christopher have moved out. I admire your honesty, my dear."Jenna froze. Shit. Does he know everything? Did Reverend Morris have to confess everything to the bishop in private? Or had he been lurking somewhere in the church earlier and left before she did?"Would you like a cup of tea?""Tea please. Milk and one sugar," Bishop George replied."Right, coming up,” Jenna turned and bumped into the coffee table, knocking some books onto the floor."Clumsy me," she muttered, and bent down to pick them up, exposing her red lacy panties.Bishop George wasn't prepared for such a sight and let out a gasp.A few minutes later, Jenna returned with a cup of tea. "Here you are, um, Reverend? I'm sorry, I don't know how to address a bishop, I've never met a bishop before!""Just call me George." He replied, taking the cup. "Thanks so much. You must be Jenna, yes?""Yes.""I know about you," he continued. "I spoke to Reverend Morris by phone a few weeks ago, when the Queen died. There was a notable increase in his happiness, and I could tell he was really excited about something. He was eager to tell me that there'd been an increase in people attending St Michael's. Then he mentioned you. Several times. And then I realized,”Jenna sat directly opposite him in an armchair. Her legs were crossed. "What did you realize, George?"She uncrossed her legs.Bishop George felt his cheeks flush. She'd removed her panties in the kitchen!Jenna Pleases the BishopBishop George twitched as a brief tantalizing glimpse of something forbidden was revealed to him.But the panties, those glorious red lace panties! What had she done with them?"Well,” he began, a little hoarsely, "you've obviously had quite the effect on him.""It's like history repeating itself," he added."What do mean by that?""Oh, nothing." Bishop George muttered, sipping his tea. "You just reminded me of someone I once knew, that's all."Jenna thought carefully for a moment, trying to read the bishop. So far, his self-control was admirable. Had she finally met her match with this man of the church? Behind that stern exterior, she sensed there was a man in need of some attention. She didn't know how old Bishop George was, but at a guess he was in his sixties. He was the oldest man she had encountered so far.Still, as the old saying goes - many a fine tune played on an old fiddle!"What do you think of St Michael's, then? You must know all kinds of churches." Jenna continued, trying to think up idle conversation.He finished his tea. "Some churches are drawn to controversy in the same manner that flies are drawn to shite. I'm pleased to say that St Michael's has resisted that.""Right. I see. I'm surprised you haven't cut yourself with that tongue of yours, Bishop George!"He reclined slightly in the armchair. "I have drawn blood on several occasions. I speak my mind, Jenna. I can't stand these churches who abandon their core purpose in an attempt to woo those who have no interest in ever following the teachings of God. I'm talking about those "trendy vicars" who install helter-skelters, massive art installations and the like in ancient churches and cathedrals. A church is a place of worship, not bloody Alton Towers,”"Oh yes. You're right," Jenna said. "I'd better make sure I keep on your good side, then!"Bishop George gave a slight grin. "And tell me, how would you keep on my good side, Jenna?""I prefer to show rather than tell!" He straightened in his chair as she walked over to him. "You seem rather tense, Bishop. I think you need to relax!" Jenna chuckled and sat in his lap. Initially shocked, Bishop George soon slid his arms around her."There you are. Beginning to enjoy yourself?" She said, playfully running a finger around his clerical collar."It's been a long time since I enjoyed myself like this," he murmured, planting kisses along her neck and jawline. One of his hands slid round and inside her low-cut dress. Bishop George cupped a breast, gently squeezing it, pinching the nipple. Jenna moaned at his sensual fondling. A powerful desire deep within the bishop began to stir also. The ease at which this young woman had penetrated his unforgiving exterior, stunned him. He was pleasantly surprised at how painfully hard he quickly became, and his cock ached to be freed from his clothing. Jenna's lips met his and their kisses grew ever more hot and demanding. Her hand slid down and brushed his crotch. There was no hiding the bulge of his arousal."Oh Bishop!" Jenna cooed, rubbing it. He let out a moan. She unbuttoned the lower buttons of his shirt and started on his belt. Resigned to his fate, Bishop George happily reclined in the chair.And then Jenna got a surprise as she unzipped his trousers. "Oh my. What pretty panties." She never imagined the bishop would be wearing women's underwear.Bishop George froze, as his secret was revealed. "Damn." He'd forgotten he'd put those on. "It's a fetish," he prattled nervously. "I, I can't help it. It's a need I have.""Hey, nothing wrong with that, Bishop." Jenna replied. "I love wearing silk ones too. But right now, I'm more interested in what's inside your panties,”She pulled them down, wrapped her fingers around his cock and gently stroked it. For an older guy, the bishop certainly had a nice-looking cock. "Umm. How tempting!""It's been quite a while since it last saw any use.""What a shame. Let's change that, shall we?"Jenna moved down between Bishop George's legs as he sat up slightly with a cushion behind his back. She took his cock in her hands and while she looked into his dark brown eyes, she began licking and sucking the thick shaft. On her knees so she could get the entire length in her mouth, one hand holding his balls gently. Soon her head was bobbing on the bishop's cock, the shaft wet and glistening.Bishop George was in heaven; groaning in ecstasy as this red-haired beauty worked his member. It had been too long, and he relished every second of this sweet pleasure."Oh Bishop, I have to convince myself to stop licking and sucking it, and fight the impulse to have you cum in my mouth." Jenna said, as she stopped. "I want your cum in my cunt."Without further hesitation, Bishop George rose from the chair and led her over to the dining table. He didn't even bother to push the table mats aside as he heaved her up on the oak surface, lifting up her dress and pushing her backwards. His tongue ran long, hard strokes up her inner thighs. He shoved her clothing up more, exposing her mound to him. Jenna lifted a leg over his shoulder, giving him full access. He lapped her outer lips, tasting her tantalizing wetness. What a cunt! It was as divine as he imagined.She gasped and curled her fingers when he slipped a finger inside her folds. Whilst his bony fingers worked their magic, he sucked on the nub at the top of her sex. A low moan escaped Jenna's lips. Bishop George hurriedly cast off his jacket and pushed his trousers and panties down to his ankles. He grabbed her hips, his cock finding her waiting passage. Jenna wrapped her legs around his arse and pulled him into her.Bishop George filled her completely. His thrusts started soft and gentle, almost loving, but then his pace quickened. He kept an intense rhythm, hammering in and out of her, with the vigor of a much younger man. Jenna screamed as she climaxed, burying her face in his shoulder. Moments later he came, filling her with his pearly cum.Jenna sat up, feeling his jizz leak from her as he slowly pulled out. Her hand fell to his deflating member, cupping him."Well Bishop. I expect you to give a glowing report on St Michael's Church. And its vicar.""You have my word," Bishop George gasped, getting his breath back."Excellent. I have another little gift for you. Jenna slid off the table and hurried into the kitchen. She returned and handed him her pair of red lace panties."I think they'll look good on you, Bishop!"Five minutes later, the front door opened and Reverend Morris came in."Sorry I've been so long Jenna. I got roped into doing a charity raffle and, oh!" He froze as he noticed Bishop George sat there. "Um. George. How are you?"Bishop George beamed broadly and rose to his feet. "Great to see you again, Simon!" He shook hands. "Your charming partner Jenna here very kindly made me a cup of tea."Stunned by the bishop's change in demeanor, Reverend Morris didn't know what to say. "Oh? You, know about us?""Jenna filed me in, so to speak. I think you've handled things marvelously at St Michael's. I can see for myself how happy the two of you are together. I'm pleased that you and Lucy had an amicable split. Your face tells me you weren't expecting such a reaction?""Er, no, I wasn't!" Reverend Morris replied. "I, I'm glad you're alright with the situation.""Simon. We may be men of God, but we're still human!" Bishop George said, and gazed adoringly at Jenna. "And what could be nicer than the love of a fine lass, eh?" Jenna winked back at him."Well! It's time I was going. I have much to do, other vicarages to call at. A shame all churches aren't as well-attended as yours, eh Simon? Then the Church of England wouldn't be in such a mess. Keep up the good work! Lovely to meet you, Jenna. I'll be calling round again sometime! Cheerio!"Reverend Morris thought he was going to faint. "Wow. Praise indeed! I wasn't expecting that. I thought he was going to read me the riot act!""God works in mysterious ways," Jenna replied, sliding her arms round him.Bishop George got into his car, a very happy man. "I can't wait to try these panties on!" He smiled to himself.What's Ukrainian for ‘Big British Cock'?A full year had passed since Jenna Fox had started attending St Michael's church. During that time, she'd carried out God's work and in the true Christian spirit, brought much happiness to several male members of the church, thus helping them to become better Christians."It feels wonderful being a vicar's wife!" Jenna said as she helped Reverend Morris into his cassock and surplice ready for the Sunday service.""And you fill the role so well, my love." He replied, kissing her. "I couldn't have managed without you these past few weeks. Having to do a morning service at St John's for four weeks in a row, then here at St Michaels. And after this, some members of the Good luck Ministry Gospel Choir are visiting, to practice with Gordon.""God knows you're more than capable, Simon. And it was so wonderful when Lucy and Debbie asked you to conduct their marriage ceremony too. I'm so glad everything has turned out okay.""What a difference a year makes. A shame John and Patricia Norris stopped attending our church. I heard they were having a lot of marital problems. Perhaps they'll return to us one day?""Mmm, perhaps," Jenna replied, knowing that Patricia Norris' absence wasn't missed by anyone. "Still, Yulia's friend Martika has joined the congregation. I think Yulia is planning to live in the UK permanently. She's settled in well, and has taken a fancy to Josh I believe." Jenna ran her fingers down the front of her husband's cassock.Reverend Morris chuckled. "Oh lucky Josh. Well he's desperate for a girlfriend. He's really come out of himself these past few months. I remember the first day he became curate, he was so damned shy, he would blush every time a woman spoke to him!""He just needed his confidence building up," Jenna smirked. Suddenly, the sound of Gordon playing the organ was heard, indicating the start of the morning service."Guess it's time for me to do my duty," Reverend Morris said. "Jenna, you do realize that I have a raging erection?""Being a good Christian is such hard work! Try not to get too excited when you do your sermon," she added with a wink.As he hurried out of the vestry, Jenna followed him and then made her way to the pew where Yulia and her friend Martika were sitting."Morning!" She said to Yulia."Ah! Good morning Mrs. Morris!" Yulia replied."Hey, you can still call me Jenna. So, is this your friend who's just arrived from Kyiv?""Yes, this is Martika, she's twenty, her English isn't that good yet, but I speak for her. She'll learn quick, yes? I wanted her to start attending Sunday service at St Michaels because she really likes British hymns, and back in Kyiv, she played the pipe organ."Martika whispered something in Ukrainian to Yulia."Oh yes. She has a huge thing for older British men. You know a nice older man she can get to know?"Jenna gave her famous smirk. "I know the perfect man."After the service, Yulia flicked back her long blonde hair as the curate walked past."Go and speak to him," Jenna urged her. "Josh is a lovely man.""You really think he'd, like to go out with me?""Of course he would!"Gordon had been in a happy but thoughtful mood this morning. As he tidied up his music books, he hummed Jerusalem to himself. What now? He wondered. Now that Jenna had become the vicar's wife, he sensed that their erotic couplings would now be coming to an end. Unless she and the vicar planned to have some kind of open marriage. He wasn't complaining. The past few months had been some of the happiest times he'd had in years. He had no interest in getting married again. He didn't want it all. Thanks to Jenna, he'd been afforded a delicious morsel of fun, and had felt desired again.Presently, Jenna appeared at the side of the organ, bringing him to his senses."Hi there, gorgeous!" He blurted out. "Oops, beg your pardon. I mean, Mrs. Morris!"Jenna chuckled. "Hello there, Stud of the Organ. Thanks for playing Shine Jesus Shine for Tony. I know you loathe that hymn.""Hah, well it'll never be a favorite of mine, but if it's requested, I'm glad to play it. Tony seems to be really doing well these days. Hope he stays clean and on the straight and narrow.""So do I. I think he'll be fine. He's started a course at the adult learning college, along with Amir."Gordon nodded. "Good for them. Um, Jenna, I was wondering, could I talk to you about something?" He fiddled with his robe. "Now that you're the new Mrs. Reverend, .well I, er,"She moved to reassure him. "I know what you're thinking. You're wondering if our little "organ lessons" are no more?""Well, yes. I, understand completely of course, I mean you married Simon in this church and Bishop George did the service."Jenna smiled at the mention of the bishop. It had been so kind of him to do the service, and to lend her one of his favorite pairs of silk panties, in the old tradition of something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue,”Gordon, how would you feel if I told you that I have the perfect replacement lined up for you? She's really lovely."He thought for a moment. "Hmm, I'm not sure. I don't think any woman could thrill me in the same way you have, Jenna. Who did you have in mind?""I'm flattered, Gordon. Give her a chance, eh? Her name's Martika and she's Yulia's friend. Back in Ukraine, she used to play the pipe organ in her local church. It's her English skills that need a bit of help. And I know you've become quite fluent in Ukrainian,”Martika appeared. "Martika, this is Gordon," Jenna said, introducing her to the organist.The blonde beauty looked like she was about to faint. "Oh Mr. Gordon! I like a lot!""She really likes older men," Jenna added with a wink."Wow," Gordon murmured, before speaking to her in her native tongue. Martika giggled. She grinned devilishly and began to undo her top enough to uncover one of her breasts."Bloody hell!" Gordon gasped. Martika slapped her breast against his face and was pleased at how eager he was to suckle on her stiff nipple. Her hand reached down and firmly groped and massaged his cock and balls through his trousers. She forced a muffled groan out of the organist as she unzipped him."I must tend to my man of the cloth," Jenna said, leaving the two of them.Martika slid her thong down to her knees and slowly lowered herself onto Gordon's throbbing, aching cock."Mr. Gordon! Big cock like British Bulldog!" She smiled.Gordon replied to her in Ukrainian, something along the lines of "I will fuck you so hard, your screams will be heard back in Kyiv."Gordon buried his meat into this eager young filly, letting out a long moan as he let it pulse and twitch inside her. Slowly, Martika began to rise and fall back down on his manhood, stopping at every third or so bounce to grind herself on it, each round picking up speed and force. She began to grope and rub her tits as her momentum continued to increase, pounding down harder and faster onto Gordon's cock. What a heavenly view. Big luscious tits bouncing up and down while she rode his pole. They looked so amazing jiggling around, it was driving him crazy. His groaning, muffled whimpering filled her with satisfaction.Her bounces became faster and she landed down upon him with more intensity, leaning in on every downward gyration to get him to reach her favorite spot. She screamed out, not just for the immense physical pleasure but from the psychological high she was experiencing. The quaking of her body and passion of her final yell was enough to bring Gordon to his own explosive finish, emptying his load deep inside her,"Mr. Gordon, awesome!""Ahem," someone cleared their throat and Gordon looked to his right. Josh was standing there, along with several horrified-looking older black women."Gordon," Josh began, struggling to hold back laughter. "These ladies are from the Good luck Ministry Gospel Choir. When you've, finished what you're doing, they're ready to practice the pieces for the upcoming Jesus Christ Superstar tribute concert."To be continued.By Blacksheep, for Literotica.

Movie of the Year: 1996The Hunchback of Notre DameExploring Disney's "The Hunchback of Notre Dame" on the Movie of the Year PodcastDiscover Disney's boldest animated film through the lens of the Movie of the Year podcast as they dive into the ambitious and controversial 1996 adaptation of The Hunchback of Notre Dame. This animated classic challenges traditional Disney boundaries with its exploration of religion, sensuality, and a captivating musical score. Urban apartment dwellers, take note: this episode offers a fresh perspective on a film that dares to be daring.Religion in Disney's The Hunchback of Notre DameOne of the central themes of The Hunchback of Notre Dame is its exploration of religion. The podcast's hosts delve into how the film portrays faith as both a source of refuge and a tool of oppression. Judge Claude Frollo, voiced with chilling gravitas by Tony Jay, embodies religious hypocrisy, twisting doctrine to justify his sinister deeds. Meanwhile, the cathedral of Notre Dame itself offers sanctuary and hope, symbolizing the redemptive aspects of faith.The hosts highlight how the film's darker tone resonates with urban audiences familiar with the complexities of modern spirituality. They note how Quasimodo's deep connection to the cathedral—both his prison and his home—reflects the dual nature of organized religion, capable of both nurturing and constraining the human spirit.Sensuality and Desire: The Horniness of Disney's HunchbackFor a Disney film, The Hunchback of Notre Dame stands out for its overt sensuality. The podcast tackles the infamous “Hellfire” sequence, in which Frollo's inner turmoil over his lust for Esmeralda is rendered in a fiery, operatic number. The hosts marvel at the audacity of Disney animators to include a scene that grapples with such adult themes.Esmeralda, voiced by Demi Moore, is another focal point of discussion. Her character—confident, compassionate, and unapologetically alluring—challenges traditional Disney princess tropes. The hosts discuss how her portrayal aligns with a more mature understanding of desire and autonomy, appealing to an adult sensibility often overlooked in animated films. They also note how this layer of complexity mirrors the romantic struggles of urban life, where relationships often blur the line between attraction and complication.Alan Menken's Music: A Symphony of EmotionAlan Menken's score for The Hunchback of Notre Dame is nothing short of operatic, and the podcast dedicates ample time to unpacking its grandeur. The sweeping melodies and choral arrangements lend the film an epic quality that elevates its narrative stakes. Songs like “Out There” and “God Help the Outcasts” capture the yearning and vulnerability of the characters, resonating with anyone who has ever felt marginalized.The hosts also discuss how the music's blend of Latin liturgical elements and Broadway sensibilities creates a unique auditory experience. They point out how the score's sophistication feels tailor-made for urban audiences accustomed to cultural diversity and artistic ambition. Menken's work not only serves the story but also challenges the listener to engage with the film on a deeper emotional level.Why Urban Audiences Should Revisit Disney's The Hunchback of Notre DameAs the Movie of the Year podcast episode illustrates, The Hunchback of Notre Dame is far more than just another entry in Disney's animated canon. Its unflinching exploration of religion, its daring embrace of adult themes, and its unparalleled musical score make it a film that demands to be revisited.Key Takeaways from the Podcast:The dual nature of faith as depicted in

The 628th edition of Have You Ever Seen has Ryan doing a monologue about The Hunchback Of Notre Dame. William Dieterle directs this adaptation of Victor Hugo's tragic novel as a strange love triangle, with both Cedric Hardwicke's Frollo and Charles Laughton's Quasimodo falling hard for Maureen O'Hara's Esmeralda. Perc Westmore's makeup and many other technical aspects of this production are quite impressive, but the huge Notre Dame set and Laughton's performance as the title character are A+. A theme of persecution by both the fickle masses and by the bloodthirsty powers-that-be was timely when Hunchback was made in the late '30s, but it unfortunately remains relevant today. And while the Hunchback Of Notre Dame is not a fun film, it's a pretty terrific one. Try Sparkplug Coffee. They give our listeners a 20% discount just by using our "HYES" promo code. The website is "sparkplug.coffee/hyes". Rate and review our podcast on your app. Subscribe to us. And give us feedback. We like emails (haveyoueverseenpodcast@gmail.com) and buzzes on Twi-X (@moviefiend51 and @bevellisellis). Bev uses that same @ on Threads/ We're both on Bluesky (ryan-ellis and bevellisellis). Also, find our shows on YouTube (@hyesellis in your browser). Comment, like and subscribe.

 A Visit From The Bishop By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Reverend Morris anxiously paced back and forth in the lounge. He was in turmoil; he'd just received a letter from Bishop George, who was planning to visit him. On top of that, he'd been agonizing all day how to finally tell Lucy that their marriage was over. The past few weeks had seen his safe and somewhat dull life turned upside down. Ever since that romp with Jenna Fox in the vestry. What seemed to be a wild, one-off had now morphed into a passionate relationship. Now the vicar was seriously falling in love with the much younger woman.And what about Christopher? His four-year old son had just started school. Now a way would have to be found to gently break the news that Mummy and Daddy would no longer be living together. How would he cope with that? Then there would be the gossips at church. Some of the older members of the congregation would tut and register their disapproval. A vicar of all people, a role model and pillar of the community, cheating on his wife with a woman twenty years his junior! Every week he preached about being a good Christian. Now he couldn't help but feel he was nothing but a hypocrite. "Bishop George won't take kindly to this," he remarked. The man was known not to suffer fools gladly. Hearing Lucy's car pull up on the drive, Reverend Morris took a deep breath. It was confession time. He fiddled with his thumbs as the front door opened. "Hello, um, oh you're back a bit later than normal? Um, where's Christopher?" "I dropped him off at your mum's," Lucy replied. "Simon, we need to talk. I have to tell you something really important. It can't wait." "I, had a feeling you might say that. There's something I need to tell you too, you see I,” Lucy took his hand and beckoned him to sit next to her on the settee. "Simon. I've not been honest with you for some time now. It's not fair, and you have every right to feel angry. I've treated you terribly these past few years, pushing you away, shutting you out. Then six months ago, it happened. This is hard for me to explain,” "Please tell me," Reverend Morris replied. "Is there, someone else?" Lucy sighed. "Yes. I, I'm so sorry, Simon." Suddenly, the reverend felt less guilty. That they'd both met other people made it more bearable. But there was still their son to think about. "I see. Is he, someone from church?" "Yes, but, it's she," Lucy replied. Reverend Morris blinked. "She? Oh,” "Debbie Adams, you know, she teaches at the Sunday school? That's why it's been so difficult. So yeah, it's 2022, but it's still hard to be gay, and a vicar's wife. Especially in a tight-knit community like St Michael's. Many nights, I have sat and prayed to God. I asked him for courage and forgiveness. For how I have sinned." He took her hand. "I'm happy you found the courage to be yourself. And to fall in love isn't a sin, Lucy." "You're a wonderful man, Simon. You're being so understanding about this. I've been dreading saying anything, but I needn't have worried." Reverend Morris awkwardly scratched the back of his head. "I would've supported you no matter what. Um, but I guess now's the right time to confess that I've been seeing someone else too." Lucy smiled. "Oh really?" "Um, you know Jenna? She goes to church. Jenna Fox?" "Blimey, Simon. Oh yes. I've seen her. She is really attractive, not my type, but a stunner. I can see why you fell for her." Reverend Morris' face was turning red. "I worry about the age gap though, I mean she's twenty and I've just turned forty, that's not a good look is it? Others will disapprove." "Simon, love is love. These others you speak of will just have to deal with it." "Bishop George won't approve. He's planning to visit me in the next few days." "I don't think he's the monster you make him out to be. He seems pretty liberal deep down. Didn't he once have a much younger wife?" Lucy asked. "Yes, she was called Julia. She left him for a Catholic priest." "Ouch." "Who was older than him! The priest was defrocked of course and he and Julia emigrated to the Costa del Sol, where they now run a beachfront bar called Unholy Orders,” "About Christopher," Lucy began. "We should tell him together." Reverend Morris nodded. Another Sunday and another morning Eucharist at St Michael's. Josh the curate was at the door, welcoming the faithful. Yulia and a group of other young woman grinned at him as they went inside. Normally, Josh would've nodded and blushed, but not anymore. Today he shook their hands, smiled back and had a little chat with them. When he noticed Jenna approaching, the curate's smile widened some more. "Hello Jenna!" "Good morning!" Jenna said. "Nice day for it." "Nice day for what?" Josh replied, winking at her. "Naughty boy. Nice day for a church service of course! Looks like you have some female admirers over there," she said, glancing at Yulia and her friends. There was a notable absence in the church - John Norris and his wife were nowhere to be seen. The gossip-mongering pensioners who sat in the front pew wasted no time in digesting this new information. "Well I heard that he moved out for a few days. They had a blazing row at the Harvest Social." "Margaret saw Patricia on the bus. Talk about having the wind taken out of your sails. She was beside herself." "Best place for her. A poison-tongued harpy of the highest order! I feel sorry for John. He doesn't need that sort of upset. He's on beta-blockers. They've decided to have a few days in Wales, to try and patch things up." "If my husband had been writing the sort of stuff like Patricia put on the Internet, I'd have told him to sling his hook!" Tony had volunteered to read the first reading, which was from the Book of Revelation. He twitched and sniffed as he spoke, and got a little carried away as he went on. "Then I saw coming from the mouth of the dragon, the mouth of the beast, and the mouth of the false prophet, three foul spirits like frogs. These spirits were devils, with power to work miracles. They were sent out to muster all the kings of the world for the great day of battle of God the sovereign Lord!" "He'll have a stroke if he carries on like that," the old ladies whispered. Tony continued. "This is the day when I come like a thief! Happy the man who stays awake and keeps on his clothes, so that he will not have to go naked and ashamed for all to see!" Some small children sat at the front looked terrified. "This is the Word of the Lord!" Tony sat down. The second reading was a much calmer passage from Romans. Jenna smiled when Reverend Morris took to the pulpit, ready to deliver his sermon. "Today, I'd like to talk all about love, forgiveness and honesty," he began. "I'm sure you've all heard that old saying. If you love someone, let them go. Why not hold onto them if you love them? Isn't love supposed to be fighting for that person no matter what? Through the fights, the struggles, and the pain, shouldn't we keep trying to keep the relationship going? The true meaning of loving someone and letting them go starts with being selfless, not selfish. There is another old saying. Honesty is the best policy. Ladies and gentlemen, I am going to be honest with you all today. My wife Lucy and I are getting divorced. Several loud gasps arose from the congregation. Jenna glanced round, trying to remain composed. She shifted anxiously in the uncomfortable pew. Was the vicar going to mention her name? "That's right. I know this will come as a shock to you all. You see, both of us have fallen for different people. Now, whilst we may no longer have romantic love for each other, we still care about each other. As you know, Lucy and I have a young son, Christopher, and his welfare is of paramount importance. Our split has been completely amicable. Lucy has moved out of the vicarage and we have agreed a 50/50 shared custody,” Josh looked up at the vicar in sympathetic understanding, as did Gordon. Meanwhile, some of the old ladies looked to be on the verge of nervous breakdowns. Jenna's heart was pounding. "I'm not asking for forgiveness," Reverend Morris continued. "I know what some of you must be thinking. What sort of vicar preaches about the sanctity of marriage, and seven deadly sins, the shame of sin, and lo, he has sinned himself. I won't think ill of any of you. I have spoken to God and believe he has forgiven Lucy and I." Suddenly, Tony stood up. "Good for ya, Vicar! You're a top bloke. You helped me get off the crack. So like, I'd forgive you anything, man." He started clapping. Jenna joined in, and moments later, the rest of the congregation broke out in applause. Sat at the organ, Gordon was clapping furiously. He noticed Jenna gazing adoringly at the vicar and gave a wry smile. "I wonder who his new woman could be?" He said to himself. Jenna made her way straight to the vicarage after the service ended, intending to prepare herself ready for Reverend Morris. She was hornier than usual, and had much to discuss with the vicar. He'd given her a key to let herself in with. Alone in the house, Jenna removed her conservative clothing and changed into a far racier outfit - a short black dress, with lacy red panties underneath. She was just touching up her makeup, when there was a knock on the door. "Oh he's back already," she smiled. The vicarage was only five minutes from the church. "Guess he didn't bother to go to the church hall,” Jenna opened the door. "I'm feeling sinful, oh! Er, hello!" Instead of the vicar, a stern-looking man who was the spitting image of Frollo from Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame, was standing there. "Good morning," the mystery man replied. The clerical collar, purple shirt and cross round his neck were obvious indicators that he was a church person, but Jenna had never seen him before. "Um, can I help you, sir?" "Is Reverend Simon Morris in?" the man replied. "No, he's still at the church. He won't be long. Can I take a message?" "I'd prefer to come in and wait. I'm Bishop George. The Reverend is expecting me." The bishop? Yikes, Jenna thought. He's the vicar's boss. I'd better behave myself. She glanced at him as he entered the lounge. At least, I must try to behave myself, Bishop George sat down on the couch. "You must be the babysitter?" Jenna was tempted to lie, but lying to a bishop felt like a great sin, so she declined. "No. I'm, a friend of the vicar." Bishop George nodded. "Ah yes. I didn't think you were a babysitter. Seeing as Lucy and Christopher have moved out. I admire your honesty, my dear." Jenna froze. Shit. Does he know everything? Did Reverend Morris have to confess everything to the bishop in private? Or had he been lurking somewhere in the church earlier and left before she did? "Would you like a cup of tea?" "Tea please. Milk and one sugar," Bishop George replied. "Right, coming up,” Jenna turned and bumped into the coffee table, knocking some books onto the floor. "Clumsy me," she muttered, and bent down to pick them up, exposing her red lacy panties. Bishop George wasn't prepared for such a sight and let out a gasp. A few minutes later, Jenna returned with a cup of tea. "Here you are, um, Reverend? I'm sorry, I don't know how to address a bishop, I've never met a bishop before!" "Just call me George." He replied, taking the cup. "Thanks so much. You must be Jenna, yes?" "Yes." "I know about you," he continued. "I spoke to Reverend Morris by phone a few weeks ago, when the Queen died. There was a notable increase in his happiness, and I could tell he was really excited about something. He was eager to tell me that there'd been an increase in people attending St Michael's. Then he mentioned you. Several times. And then I realized,” Jenna sat directly opposite him in an armchair. Her legs were crossed. "What did you realize, George?" She uncrossed her legs. Bishop George felt his cheeks flush. She'd removed her panties in the kitchen! Jenna Pleases the Bishop Bishop George twitched as a brief tantalizing glimpse of something forbidden was revealed to him. But the panties, those glorious red lace panties! What had she done with them? "Well,” he began, a little hoarsely, "you've obviously had quite the effect on him." "It's like history repeating itself," he added. "What do mean by that?" "Oh, nothing." Bishop George muttered, sipping his tea. "You just reminded me of someone I once knew, that's all." Jenna thought carefully for a moment, trying to read the bishop. So far, his self-control was admirable. Had she finally met her match with this man of the church? Behind that stern exterior, she sensed there was a man in need of some attention. She didn't know how old Bishop George was, but at a guess he was in his sixties. He was the oldest man she had encountered so far. Still, as the old saying goes - many a fine tune played on an old fiddle! "What do you think of St Michael's, then? You must know all kinds of churches." Jenna continued, trying to think up idle conversation. He finished his tea. "Some churches are drawn to controversy in the same manner that flies are drawn to shite. I'm pleased to say that St Michael's has resisted that." "Right. I see. I'm surprised you haven't cut yourself with that tongue of yours, Bishop George!" He reclined slightly in the armchair. "I have drawn blood on several occasions. I speak my mind, Jenna. I can't stand these churches who abandon their core purpose in an attempt to woo those who have no interest in ever following the teachings of God. I'm talking about those "trendy vicars" who install helter-skelters, massive art installations and the like in ancient churches and cathedrals. A church is a place of worship, not bloody Alton Towers,” "Oh yes. You're right," Jenna said. "I'd better make sure I keep on your good side, then!" Bishop George gave a slight grin. "And tell me, how would you keep on my good side, Jenna?" "I prefer to show rather than tell!" He straightened in his chair as she walked over to him. "You seem rather tense, Bishop. I think you need to relax!" Jenna chuckled and sat in his lap. Initially shocked, Bishop George soon slid his arms around her. "There you are. Beginning to enjoy yourself?" She said, playfully running a finger around his clerical collar. "It's been a long time since I enjoyed myself like this," he murmured, planting kisses along her neck and jawline. One of his hands slid round and inside her low-cut dress. Bishop George cupped a breast, gently squeezing it, pinching the nipple. Jenna moaned at his sensual fondling. A powerful desire deep within the bishop began to stir also. The ease at which this young woman had penetrated his unforgiving exterior, stunned him. He was pleasantly surprised at how painfully hard he quickly became, and his cock ached to be freed from his clothing. Jenna's lips met his and their kisses grew ever more hot and demanding. Her hand slid down and brushed his crotch. There was no hiding the bulge of his arousal. "Oh Bishop!" Jenna cooed, rubbing it. He let out a moan. She unbuttoned the lower buttons of his shirt and started on his belt. Resigned to his fate, Bishop George happily reclined in the chair. And then Jenna got a surprise as she unzipped his trousers. "Oh my. What pretty panties." She never imagined the bishop would be wearing women's underwear. Bishop George froze, as his secret was revealed. "Damn." He'd forgotten he'd put those on. "It's a fetish," he prattled nervously. "I, I can't help it. It's a need I have." "Hey, nothing wrong with that, Bishop." Jenna replied. "I love wearing silk ones too. But right now, I'm more interested in what's inside your panties,” She pulled them down, wrapped her fingers around his cock and gently stroked it. For an older guy, the bishop certainly had a nice-looking cock. "Umm. How tempting!" "It's been quite a while since it last saw any use." "What a shame. Let's change that, shall we?" Jenna moved down between Bishop George's legs as he sat up slightly with a cushion behind his back. She took his cock in her hands and while she looked into his dark brown eyes, she began licking and sucking the thick shaft. On her knees so she could get the entire length in her mouth, one hand holding his balls gently. Soon her head was bobbing on the bishop's cock, the shaft wet and glistening. Bishop George was in heaven; groaning in ecstasy as this red-haired beauty worked his member. It had been too long, and he relished every second of this sweet pleasure. "Oh Bishop, I have to convince myself to stop licking and sucking it, and fight the impulse to have you cum in my mouth." Jenna said, as she stopped. "I want your cum in my cunt." Without further hesitation, Bishop George rose from the chair and led her over to the dining table. He didn't even bother to push the table mats aside as he heaved her up on the oak surface, lifting up her dress and pushing her backwards. His tongue ran long, hard strokes up her inner thighs. He shoved her clothing up more, exposing her mound to him. Jenna lifted a leg over his shoulder, giving him full access. He lapped her outer lips, tasting her tantalizing wetness. What a cunt! It was as divine as he imagined. She gasped and curled her fingers when he slipped a finger inside her folds. Whilst his bony fingers worked their magic, he sucked on the nub at the top of her sex. A low moan escaped Jenna's lips. Bishop George hurriedly cast off his jacket and pushed his trousers and panties down to his ankles. He grabbed her hips, his cock finding her waiting passage. Jenna wrapped her legs around his arse and pulled him into her. Bishop George filled her completely. His thrusts started soft and gentle, almost loving, but then his pace quickened. He kept an intense rhythm, hammering in and out of her, with the vigor of a much younger man. Jenna screamed as she climaxed, burying her face in his shoulder. Moments later he came, filling her with his pearly cum. Jenna sat up, feeling his jizz leak from her as he slowly pulled out. Her hand fell to his deflating member, cupping him. "Well Bishop. I expect you to give a glowing report on St Michael's Church. And its vicar." "You have my word," Bishop George gasped, getting his breath back. "Excellent. I have another little gift for you. Jenna slid off the table and hurried into the kitchen. She returned and handed him her pair of red lace panties. "I think they'll look good on you, Bishop!" Five minutes later, the front door opened and Reverend Morris came in. "Sorry I've been so long Jenna. I got roped into doing a charity raffle and, oh!" He froze as he noticed Bishop George sat there. "Um. George. How are you?" Bishop George beamed broadly and rose to his feet. "Great to see you again, Simon!" He shook hands. "Your charming partner Jenna here very kindly made me a cup of tea." Stunned by the bishop's change in demeanor, Reverend Morris didn't know what to say. "Oh? You, know about us?" "Jenna filed me in, so to speak. I think you've handled things marvelously at St Michael's. I can see for myself how happy the two of you are together. I'm pleased that you and Lucy had an amicable split. Your face tells me you weren't expecting such a reaction?" "Er, no, I wasn't!" Reverend Morris replied. "I, I'm glad you're alright with the situation." "Simon. We may be men of God, but we're still human!" Bishop George said, and gazed adoringly at Jenna. "And what could be nicer than the love of a fine lass, eh?" Jenna winked back at him. "Well! It's time I was going. I have much to do, other vicarages to call at. A shame all churches aren't as well-attended as yours, eh Simon? Then the Church of England wouldn't be in such a mess. Keep up the good work! Lovely to meet you, Jenna. I'll be calling round again sometime! Cheerio!" Reverend Morris thought he was going to faint. "Wow. Praise indeed! I wasn't expecting that. I thought he was going to read me the riot act!" "God works in mysterious ways," Jenna replied, sliding her arms round him. Bishop George got into his car, a very happy man. "I can't wait to try these panties on!" He smiled to himself. What's Ukrainian for ‘Big British Cock'? A full year had passed since Jenna Fox had started attending St Michael's church. During that time, she'd carried out God's work and in the true Christian spirit, brought much happiness to several male members of the church, thus helping them to become better Christians. "It feels wonderful being a vicar's wife!" Jenna said as she helped Reverend Morris into his cassock and surplice ready for the Sunday service." "And you fill the role so well, my love." He replied, kissing her. "I couldn't have managed without you these past few weeks. Having to do a morning service at St John's for four weeks in a row, then here at St Michaels. And after this, some members of the Good luck Ministry Gospel Choir are visiting, to practice with Gordon." "God knows you're more than capable, Simon. And it was so wonderful when Lucy and Debbie asked you to conduct their marriage ceremony too. I'm so glad everything has turned out okay." "What a difference a year makes. A shame John and Patricia Norris stopped attending our church. I heard they were having a lot of marital problems. Perhaps they'll return to us one day?" "Mmm, perhaps," Jenna replied, knowing that Patricia Norris' absence wasn't missed by anyone. "Still, Yulia's friend Martika has joined the congregation. I think Yulia is planning to live in the UK permanently. She's settled in well, and has taken a fancy to Josh I believe." Jenna ran her fingers down the front of her husband's cassock. Reverend Morris chuckled. "Oh lucky Josh. Well he's desperate for a girlfriend. He's really come out of himself these past few months. I remember the first day he became curate, he was so damned shy, he would blush every time a woman spoke to him!" "He just needed his confidence building up," Jenna smirked. Suddenly, the sound of Gordon playing the organ was heard, indicating the start of the morning service. "Guess it's time for me to do my duty," Reverend Morris said. "Jenna, you do realize that I have a raging erection?" "Being a good Christian is such hard work! Try not to get too excited when you do your sermon," she added with a wink. As he hurried out of the vestry, Jenna followed him and then made her way to the pew where Yulia and her friend Martika were sitting. "Morning!" She said to Yulia. "Ah! Good morning Mrs. Morris!" Yulia replied. "Hey, you can still call me Jenna. So, is this your friend who's just arrived from Kyiv?" "Yes, this is Martika, she's twenty, her English isn't that good yet, but I speak for her. She'll learn quick, yes? I wanted her to start attending Sunday service at St Michaels because she really likes British hymns, and back in Kyiv, she played the pipe organ." Martika whispered something in Ukrainian to Yulia. "Oh yes. She has a huge thing for older British men. You know a nice older man she can get to know?" Jenna gave her famous smirk. "I know the perfect man." After the service, Yulia flicked back her long blonde hair as the curate walked past. "Go and speak to him," Jenna urged her. "Josh is a lovely man." "You really think he'd, like to go out with me?" "Of course he would!" Gordon had been in a happy but thoughtful mood this morning. As he tidied up his music books, he hummed Jerusalem to himself. What now? He wondered. Now that Jenna had become the vicar's wife, he sensed that their erotic couplings would now be coming to an end. Unless she and the vicar planned to have some kind of open marriage. He wasn't complaining. The past few months had been some of the happiest times he'd had in years. He had no interest in getting married again. He didn't want it all. Thanks to Jenna, he'd been afforded a delicious morsel of fun, and had felt desired again. Presently, Jenna appeared at the side of the organ, bringing him to his senses. "Hi there, gorgeous!" He blurted out. "Oops, beg your pardon. I mean, Mrs. Morris!" Jenna chuckled. "Hello there, Stud of the Organ. Thanks for playing Shine Jesus Shine for Tony. I know you loathe that hymn." "Hah, well it'll never be a favorite of mine, but if it's requested, I'm glad to play it. Tony seems to be really doing well these days. Hope he stays clean and on the straight and narrow." "So do I. I think he'll be fine. He's started a course at the adult learning college, along with Amir." Gordon nodded. "Good for them. Um, Jenna, I was wondering, could I talk to you about something?" He fiddled with his robe. "Now that you're the new Mrs. Reverend, .well I, er," She moved to reassure him. "I know what you're thinking. You're wondering if our little "organ lessons" are no more?" "Well, yes. I, understand completely of course, I mean you married Simon in this church and Bishop George did the service." Jenna smiled at the mention of the bishop. It had been so kind of him to do the service, and to lend her one of his favorite pairs of silk panties, in the old tradition of something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue,”Gordon, how would you feel if I told you that I have the perfect replacement lined up for you? She's really lovely." He thought for a moment. "Hmm, I'm not sure. I don't think any woman could thrill me in the same way you have, Jenna. Who did you have in mind?" "I'm flattered, Gordon. Give her a chance, eh? Her name's Martika and she's Yulia's friend. Back in Ukraine, she used to play the pipe organ in her local church. It's her English skills that need a bit of help. And I know you've become quite fluent in Ukrainian,” Martika appeared. "Martika, this is Gordon," Jenna said, introducing her to the organist. The blonde beauty looked like she was about to faint. "Oh Mr. Gordon! I like a lot!" "She really likes older men," Jenna added with a wink. "Wow," Gordon murmured, before speaking to her in her native tongue. Martika giggled. She grinned devilishly and began to undo her top enough to uncover one of her breasts. "Bloody hell!" Gordon gasped. Martika slapped her breast against his face and was pleased at how eager he was to suckle on her stiff nipple. Her hand reached down and firmly groped and massaged his cock and balls through his trousers. She forced a muffled groan out of the organist as she unzipped him. "I must tend to my man of the cloth," Jenna said, leaving the two of them. Martika slid her thong down to her knees and slowly lowered herself onto Gordon's throbbing, aching cock. "Mr. Gordon! Big cock like British Bulldog!" She smiled. Gordon replied to her in Ukrainian, something along the lines of "I will fuck you so hard, your screams will be heard back in Kyiv." Gordon buried his meat into this eager young filly, letting out a long moan as he let it pulse and twitch inside her. Slowly, Martika began to rise and fall back down on his manhood, stopping at every third or so bounce to grind herself on it, each round picking up speed and force. She began to grope and rub her tits as her momentum continued to increase, pounding down harder and faster onto Gordon's cock. What a heavenly view. Big luscious tits bouncing up and down while she rode his pole. They looked so amazing jiggling around, it was driving him crazy. His groaning, muffled whimpering filled her with satisfaction. Her bounces became faster and she landed down upon him with more intensity, leaning in on every downward gyration to get him to reach her favorite spot. She screamed out, not just for the immense physical pleasure but from the psychological high she was experiencing. The quaking of her body and passion of her final yell was enough to bring Gordon to his own explosive finish, emptying his load deep inside her, "Mr. Gordon, awesome!" "Ahem," someone cleared their throat and Gordon looked to his right. Josh was standing there, along with several horrified-looking older black women. "Gordon," Josh began, struggling to hold back laughter. "These ladies are from the Good luck Ministry Gospel Choir. When you've, finished what you're doing, they're ready to practice the pieces for the upcoming Jesus Christ Superstar tribute concert." To be continued. By Blacksheep, for Literotica.

 A Visit From The Bishop By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Reverend Morris anxiously paced back and forth in the lounge. He was in turmoil; he'd just received a letter from Bishop George, who was planning to visit him. On top of that, he'd been agonizing all day how to finally tell Lucy that their marriage was over. The past few weeks had seen his safe and somewhat dull life turned upside down. Ever since that romp with Jenna Fox in the vestry. What seemed to be a wild, one-off had now morphed into a passionate relationship. Now the vicar was seriously falling in love with the much younger woman.And what about Christopher? His four-year old son had just started school. Now a way would have to be found to gently break the news that Mummy and Daddy would no longer be living together. How would he cope with that? Then there would be the gossips at church. Some of the older members of the congregation would tut and register their disapproval. A vicar of all people, a role model and pillar of the community, cheating on his wife with a woman twenty years his junior! Every week he preached about being a good Christian. Now he couldn't help but feel he was nothing but a hypocrite. "Bishop George won't take kindly to this," he remarked. The man was known not to suffer fools gladly. Hearing Lucy's car pull up on the drive, Reverend Morris took a deep breath. It was confession time. He fiddled with his thumbs as the front door opened. "Hello, um, oh you're back a bit later than normal? Um, where's Christopher?" "I dropped him off at your mum's," Lucy replied. "Simon, we need to talk. I have to tell you something really important. It can't wait." "I, had a feeling you might say that. There's something I need to tell you too, you see I,” Lucy took his hand and beckoned him to sit next to her on the settee. "Simon. I've not been honest with you for some time now. It's not fair, and you have every right to feel angry. I've treated you terribly these past few years, pushing you away, shutting you out. Then six months ago, it happened. This is hard for me to explain,” "Please tell me," Reverend Morris replied. "Is there, someone else?" Lucy sighed. "Yes. I, I'm so sorry, Simon." Suddenly, the reverend felt less guilty. That they'd both met other people made it more bearable. But there was still their son to think about. "I see. Is he, someone from church?" "Yes, but, it's she," Lucy replied. Reverend Morris blinked. "She? Oh,” "Debbie Adams, you know, she teaches at the Sunday school? That's why it's been so difficult. So yeah, it's 2022, but it's still hard to be gay, and a vicar's wife. Especially in a tight-knit community like St Michael's. Many nights, I have sat and prayed to God. I asked him for courage and forgiveness. For how I have sinned." He took her hand. "I'm happy you found the courage to be yourself. And to fall in love isn't a sin, Lucy." "You're a wonderful man, Simon. You're being so understanding about this. I've been dreading saying anything, but I needn't have worried." Reverend Morris awkwardly scratched the back of his head. "I would've supported you no matter what. Um, but I guess now's the right time to confess that I've been seeing someone else too." Lucy smiled. "Oh really?" "Um, you know Jenna? She goes to church. Jenna Fox?" "Blimey, Simon. Oh yes. I've seen her. She is really attractive, not my type, but a stunner. I can see why you fell for her." Reverend Morris' face was turning red. "I worry about the age gap though, I mean she's twenty and I've just turned forty, that's not a good look is it? Others will disapprove." "Simon, love is love. These others you speak of will just have to deal with it." "Bishop George won't approve. He's planning to visit me in the next few days." "I don't think he's the monster you make him out to be. He seems pretty liberal deep down. Didn't he once have a much younger wife?" Lucy asked. "Yes, she was called Julia. She left him for a Catholic priest." "Ouch." "Who was older than him! The priest was defrocked of course and he and Julia emigrated to the Costa del Sol, where they now run a beachfront bar called Unholy Orders,” "About Christopher," Lucy began. "We should tell him together." Reverend Morris nodded. Another Sunday and another morning Eucharist at St Michael's. Josh the curate was at the door, welcoming the faithful. Yulia and a group of other young woman grinned at him as they went inside. Normally, Josh would've nodded and blushed, but not anymore. Today he shook their hands, smiled back and had a little chat with them. When he noticed Jenna approaching, the curate's smile widened some more. "Hello Jenna!" "Good morning!" Jenna said. "Nice day for it." "Nice day for what?" Josh replied, winking at her. "Naughty boy. Nice day for a church service of course! Looks like you have some female admirers over there," she said, glancing at Yulia and her friends. There was a notable absence in the church - John Norris and his wife were nowhere to be seen. The gossip-mongering pensioners who sat in the front pew wasted no time in digesting this new information. "Well I heard that he moved out for a few days. They had a blazing row at the Harvest Social." "Margaret saw Patricia on the bus. Talk about having the wind taken out of your sails. She was beside herself." "Best place for her. A poison-tongued harpy of the highest order! I feel sorry for John. He doesn't need that sort of upset. He's on beta-blockers. They've decided to have a few days in Wales, to try and patch things up." "If my husband had been writing the sort of stuff like Patricia put on the Internet, I'd have told him to sling his hook!" Tony had volunteered to read the first reading, which was from the Book of Revelation. He twitched and sniffed as he spoke, and got a little carried away as he went on. "Then I saw coming from the mouth of the dragon, the mouth of the beast, and the mouth of the false prophet, three foul spirits like frogs. These spirits were devils, with power to work miracles. They were sent out to muster all the kings of the world for the great day of battle of God the sovereign Lord!" "He'll have a stroke if he carries on like that," the old ladies whispered. Tony continued. "This is the day when I come like a thief! Happy the man who stays awake and keeps on his clothes, so that he will not have to go naked and ashamed for all to see!" Some small children sat at the front looked terrified. "This is the Word of the Lord!" Tony sat down. The second reading was a much calmer passage from Romans. Jenna smiled when Reverend Morris took to the pulpit, ready to deliver his sermon. "Today, I'd like to talk all about love, forgiveness and honesty," he began. "I'm sure you've all heard that old saying. If you love someone, let them go. Why not hold onto them if you love them? Isn't love supposed to be fighting for that person no matter what? Through the fights, the struggles, and the pain, shouldn't we keep trying to keep the relationship going? The true meaning of loving someone and letting them go starts with being selfless, not selfish. There is another old saying. Honesty is the best policy. Ladies and gentlemen, I am going to be honest with you all today. My wife Lucy and I are getting divorced. Several loud gasps arose from the congregation. Jenna glanced round, trying to remain composed. She shifted anxiously in the uncomfortable pew. Was the vicar going to mention her name? "That's right. I know this will come as a shock to you all. You see, both of us have fallen for different people. Now, whilst we may no longer have romantic love for each other, we still care about each other. As you know, Lucy and I have a young son, Christopher, and his welfare is of paramount importance. Our split has been completely amicable. Lucy has moved out of the vicarage and we have agreed a 50/50 shared custody,” Josh looked up at the vicar in sympathetic understanding, as did Gordon. Meanwhile, some of the old ladies looked to be on the verge of nervous breakdowns. Jenna's heart was pounding. "I'm not asking for forgiveness," Reverend Morris continued. "I know what some of you must be thinking. What sort of vicar preaches about the sanctity of marriage, and seven deadly sins, the shame of sin, and lo, he has sinned himself. I won't think ill of any of you. I have spoken to God and believe he has forgiven Lucy and I." Suddenly, Tony stood up. "Good for ya, Vicar! You're a top bloke. You helped me get off the crack. So like, I'd forgive you anything, man." He started clapping. Jenna joined in, and moments later, the rest of the congregation broke out in applause. Sat at the organ, Gordon was clapping furiously. He noticed Jenna gazing adoringly at the vicar and gave a wry smile. "I wonder who his new woman could be?" He said to himself. Jenna made her way straight to the vicarage after the service ended, intending to prepare herself ready for Reverend Morris. She was hornier than usual, and had much to discuss with the vicar. He'd given her a key to let herself in with. Alone in the house, Jenna removed her conservative clothing and changed into a far racier outfit - a short black dress, with lacy red panties underneath. She was just touching up her makeup, when there was a knock on the door. "Oh he's back already," she smiled. The vicarage was only five minutes from the church. "Guess he didn't bother to go to the church hall,” Jenna opened the door. "I'm feeling sinful, oh! Er, hello!" Instead of the vicar, a stern-looking man who was the spitting image of Frollo from Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame, was standing there. "Good morning," the mystery man replied. The clerical collar, purple shirt and cross round his neck were obvious indicators that he was a church person, but Jenna had never seen him before. "Um, can I help you, sir?" "Is Reverend Simon Morris in?" the man replied. "No, he's still at the church. He won't be long. Can I take a message?" "I'd prefer to come in and wait. I'm Bishop George. The Reverend is expecting me." The bishop? Yikes, Jenna thought. He's the vicar's boss. I'd better behave myself. She glanced at him as he entered the lounge. At least, I must try to behave myself, Bishop George sat down on the couch. "You must be the babysitter?" Jenna was tempted to lie, but lying to a bishop felt like a great sin, so she declined. "No. I'm, a friend of the vicar." Bishop George nodded. "Ah yes. I didn't think you were a babysitter. Seeing as Lucy and Christopher have moved out. I admire your honesty, my dear." Jenna froze. Shit. Does he know everything? Did Reverend Morris have to confess everything to the bishop in private? Or had he been lurking somewhere in the church earlier and left before she did? "Would you like a cup of tea?" "Tea please. Milk and one sugar," Bishop George replied. "Right, coming up,” Jenna turned and bumped into the coffee table, knocking some books onto the floor. "Clumsy me," she muttered, and bent down to pick them up, exposing her red lacy panties. Bishop George wasn't prepared for such a sight and let out a gasp. A few minutes later, Jenna returned with a cup of tea. "Here you are, um, Reverend? I'm sorry, I don't know how to address a bishop, I've never met a bishop before!" "Just call me George." He replied, taking the cup. "Thanks so much. You must be Jenna, yes?" "Yes." "I know about you," he continued. "I spoke to Reverend Morris by phone a few weeks ago, when the Queen died. There was a notable increase in his happiness, and I could tell he was really excited about something. He was eager to tell me that there'd been an increase in people attending St Michael's. Then he mentioned you. Several times. And then I realized,” Jenna sat directly opposite him in an armchair. Her legs were crossed. "What did you realize, George?" She uncrossed her legs. Bishop George felt his cheeks flush. She'd removed her panties in the kitchen! Jenna Pleases the Bishop Bishop George twitched as a brief tantalizing glimpse of something forbidden was revealed to him. But the panties, those glorious red lace panties! What had she done with them? "Well,” he began, a little hoarsely, "you've obviously had quite the effect on him." "It's like history repeating itself," he added. "What do mean by that?" "Oh, nothing." Bishop George muttered, sipping his tea. "You just reminded me of someone I once knew, that's all." Jenna thought carefully for a moment, trying to read the bishop. So far, his self-control was admirable. Had she finally met her match with this man of the church? Behind that stern exterior, she sensed there was a man in need of some attention. She didn't know how old Bishop George was, but at a guess he was in his sixties. He was the oldest man she had encountered so far. Still, as the old saying goes - many a fine tune played on an old fiddle! "What do you think of St Michael's, then? You must know all kinds of churches." Jenna continued, trying to think up idle conversation. He finished his tea. "Some churches are drawn to controversy in the same manner that flies are drawn to shite. I'm pleased to say that St Michael's has resisted that." "Right. I see. I'm surprised you haven't cut yourself with that tongue of yours, Bishop George!" He reclined slightly in the armchair. "I have drawn blood on several occasions. I speak my mind, Jenna. I can't stand these churches who abandon their core purpose in an attempt to woo those who have no interest in ever following the teachings of God. I'm talking about those "trendy vicars" who install helter-skelters, massive art installations and the like in ancient churches and cathedrals. A church is a place of worship, not bloody Alton Towers,” "Oh yes. You're right," Jenna said. "I'd better make sure I keep on your good side, then!" Bishop George gave a slight grin. "And tell me, how would you keep on my good side, Jenna?" "I prefer to show rather than tell!" He straightened in his chair as she walked over to him. "You seem rather tense, Bishop. I think you need to relax!" Jenna chuckled and sat in his lap. Initially shocked, Bishop George soon slid his arms around her. "There you are. Beginning to enjoy yourself?" She said, playfully running a finger around his clerical collar. "It's been a long time since I enjoyed myself like this," he murmured, planting kisses along her neck and jawline. One of his hands slid round and inside her low-cut dress. Bishop George cupped a breast, gently squeezing it, pinching the nipple. Jenna moaned at his sensual fondling. A powerful desire deep within the bishop began to stir also. The ease at which this young woman had penetrated his unforgiving exterior, stunned him. He was pleasantly surprised at how painfully hard he quickly became, and his cock ached to be freed from his clothing. Jenna's lips met his and their kisses grew ever more hot and demanding. Her hand slid down and brushed his crotch. There was no hiding the bulge of his arousal. "Oh Bishop!" Jenna cooed, rubbing it. He let out a moan. She unbuttoned the lower buttons of his shirt and started on his belt. Resigned to his fate, Bishop George happily reclined in the chair. And then Jenna got a surprise as she unzipped his trousers. "Oh my. What pretty panties." She never imagined the bishop would be wearing women's underwear. Bishop George froze, as his secret was revealed. "Damn." He'd forgotten he'd put those on. "It's a fetish," he prattled nervously. "I, I can't help it. It's a need I have." "Hey, nothing wrong with that, Bishop." Jenna replied. "I love wearing silk ones too. But right now, I'm more interested in what's inside your panties,” She pulled them down, wrapped her fingers around his cock and gently stroked it. For an older guy, the bishop certainly had a nice-looking cock. "Umm. How tempting!" "It's been quite a while since it last saw any use." "What a shame. Let's change that, shall we?" Jenna moved down between Bishop George's legs as he sat up slightly with a cushion behind his back. She took his cock in her hands and while she looked into his dark brown eyes, she began licking and sucking the thick shaft. On her knees so she could get the entire length in her mouth, one hand holding his balls gently. Soon her head was bobbing on the bishop's cock, the shaft wet and glistening. Bishop George was in heaven; groaning in ecstasy as this red-haired beauty worked his member. It had been too long, and he relished every second of this sweet pleasure. "Oh Bishop, I have to convince myself to stop licking and sucking it, and fight the impulse to have you cum in my mouth." Jenna said, as she stopped. "I want your cum in my cunt." Without further hesitation, Bishop George rose from the chair and led her over to the dining table. He didn't even bother to push the table mats aside as he heaved her up on the oak surface, lifting up her dress and pushing her backwards. His tongue ran long, hard strokes up her inner thighs. He shoved her clothing up more, exposing her mound to him. Jenna lifted a leg over his shoulder, giving him full access. He lapped her outer lips, tasting her tantalizing wetness. What a cunt! It was as divine as he imagined. She gasped and curled her fingers when he slipped a finger inside her folds. Whilst his bony fingers worked their magic, he sucked on the nub at the top of her sex. A low moan escaped Jenna's lips. Bishop George hurriedly cast off his jacket and pushed his trousers and panties down to his ankles. He grabbed her hips, his cock finding her waiting passage. Jenna wrapped her legs around his arse and pulled him into her. Bishop George filled her completely. His thrusts started soft and gentle, almost loving, but then his pace quickened. He kept an intense rhythm, hammering in and out of her, with the vigor of a much younger man. Jenna screamed as she climaxed, burying her face in his shoulder. Moments later he came, filling her with his pearly cum. Jenna sat up, feeling his jizz leak from her as he slowly pulled out. Her hand fell to his deflating member, cupping him. "Well Bishop. I expect you to give a glowing report on St Michael's Church. And its vicar." "You have my word," Bishop George gasped, getting his breath back. "Excellent. I have another little gift for you. Jenna slid off the table and hurried into the kitchen. She returned and handed him her pair of red lace panties. "I think they'll look good on you, Bishop!" Five minutes later, the front door opened and Reverend Morris came in. "Sorry I've been so long Jenna. I got roped into doing a charity raffle and, oh!" He froze as he noticed Bishop George sat there. "Um. George. How are you?" Bishop George beamed broadly and rose to his feet. "Great to see you again, Simon!" He shook hands. "Your charming partner Jenna here very kindly made me a cup of tea." Stunned by the bishop's change in demeanor, Reverend Morris didn't know what to say. "Oh? You, know about us?" "Jenna filed me in, so to speak. I think you've handled things marvelously at St Michael's. I can see for myself how happy the two of you are together. I'm pleased that you and Lucy had an amicable split. Your face tells me you weren't expecting such a reaction?" "Er, no, I wasn't!" Reverend Morris replied. "I, I'm glad you're alright with the situation." "Simon. We may be men of God, but we're still human!" Bishop George said, and gazed adoringly at Jenna. "And what could be nicer than the love of a fine lass, eh?" Jenna winked back at him. "Well! It's time I was going. I have much to do, other vicarages to call at. A shame all churches aren't as well-attended as yours, eh Simon? Then the Church of England wouldn't be in such a mess. Keep up the good work! Lovely to meet you, Jenna. I'll be calling round again sometime! Cheerio!" Reverend Morris thought he was going to faint. "Wow. Praise indeed! I wasn't expecting that. I thought he was going to read me the riot act!" "God works in mysterious ways," Jenna replied, sliding her arms round him. Bishop George got into his car, a very happy man. "I can't wait to try these panties on!" He smiled to himself. What's Ukrainian for ‘Big British Cock'? A full year had passed since Jenna Fox had started attending St Michael's church. During that time, she'd carried out God's work and in the true Christian spirit, brought much happiness to several male members of the church, thus helping them to become better Christians. "It feels wonderful being a vicar's wife!" Jenna said as she helped Reverend Morris into his cassock and surplice ready for the Sunday service." "And you fill the role so well, my love." He replied, kissing her. "I couldn't have managed without you these past few weeks. Having to do a morning service at St John's for four weeks in a row, then here at St Michaels. And after this, some members of the Good luck Ministry Gospel Choir are visiting, to practice with Gordon." "God knows you're more than capable, Simon. And it was so wonderful when Lucy and Debbie asked you to conduct their marriage ceremony too. I'm so glad everything has turned out okay." "What a difference a year makes. A shame John and Patricia Norris stopped attending our church. I heard they were having a lot of marital problems. Perhaps they'll return to us one day?" "Mmm, perhaps," Jenna replied, knowing that Patricia Norris' absence wasn't missed by anyone. "Still, Yulia's friend Martika has joined the congregation. I think Yulia is planning to live in the UK permanently. She's settled in well, and has taken a fancy to Josh I believe." Jenna ran her fingers down the front of her husband's cassock. Reverend Morris chuckled. "Oh lucky Josh. Well he's desperate for a girlfriend. He's really come out of himself these past few months. I remember the first day he became curate, he was so damned shy, he would blush every time a woman spoke to him!" "He just needed his confidence building up," Jenna smirked. Suddenly, the sound of Gordon playing the organ was heard, indicating the start of the morning service. "Guess it's time for me to do my duty," Reverend Morris said. "Jenna, you do realize that I have a raging erection?" "Being a good Christian is such hard work! Try not to get too excited when you do your sermon," she added with a wink. As he hurried out of the vestry, Jenna followed him and then made her way to the pew where Yulia and her friend Martika were sitting. "Morning!" She said to Yulia. "Ah! Good morning Mrs. Morris!" Yulia replied. "Hey, you can still call me Jenna. So, is this your friend who's just arrived from Kyiv?" "Yes, this is Martika, she's twenty, her English isn't that good yet, but I speak for her. She'll learn quick, yes? I wanted her to start attending Sunday service at St Michaels because she really likes British hymns, and back in Kyiv, she played the pipe organ." Martika whispered something in Ukrainian to Yulia. "Oh yes. She has a huge thing for older British men. You know a nice older man she can get to know?" Jenna gave her famous smirk. "I know the perfect man." After the service, Yulia flicked back her long blonde hair as the curate walked past. "Go and speak to him," Jenna urged her. "Josh is a lovely man." "You really think he'd, like to go out with me?" "Of course he would!" Gordon had been in a happy but thoughtful mood this morning. As he tidied up his music books, he hummed Jerusalem to himself. What now? He wondered. Now that Jenna had become the vicar's wife, he sensed that their erotic couplings would now be coming to an end. Unless she and the vicar planned to have some kind of open marriage. He wasn't complaining. The past few months had been some of the happiest times he'd had in years. He had no interest in getting married again. He didn't want it all. Thanks to Jenna, he'd been afforded a delicious morsel of fun, and had felt desired again. Presently, Jenna appeared at the side of the organ, bringing him to his senses. "Hi there, gorgeous!" He blurted out. "Oops, beg your pardon. I mean, Mrs. Morris!" Jenna chuckled. "Hello there, Stud of the Organ. Thanks for playing Shine Jesus Shine for Tony. I know you loathe that hymn." "Hah, well it'll never be a favorite of mine, but if it's requested, I'm glad to play it. Tony seems to be really doing well these days. Hope he stays clean and on the straight and narrow." "So do I. I think he'll be fine. He's started a course at the adult learning college, along with Amir." Gordon nodded. "Good for them. Um, Jenna, I was wondering, could I talk to you about something?" He fiddled with his robe. "Now that you're the new Mrs. Reverend, .well I, er," She moved to reassure him. "I know what you're thinking. You're wondering if our little "organ lessons" are no more?" "Well, yes. I, understand completely of course, I mean you married Simon in this church and Bishop George did the service." Jenna smiled at the mention of the bishop. It had been so kind of him to do the service, and to lend her one of his favorite pairs of silk panties, in the old tradition of something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue,”Gordon, how would you feel if I told you that I have the perfect replacement lined up for you? She's really lovely." He thought for a moment. "Hmm, I'm not sure. I don't think any woman could thrill me in the same way you have, Jenna. Who did you have in mind?" "I'm flattered, Gordon. Give her a chance, eh? Her name's Martika and she's Yulia's friend. Back in Ukraine, she used to play the pipe organ in her local church. It's her English skills that need a bit of help. And I know you've become quite fluent in Ukrainian,” Martika appeared. "Martika, this is Gordon," Jenna said, introducing her to the organist. The blonde beauty looked like she was about to faint. "Oh Mr. Gordon! I like a lot!" "She really likes older men," Jenna added with a wink. "Wow," Gordon murmured, before speaking to her in her native tongue. Martika giggled. She grinned devilishly and began to undo her top enough to uncover one of her breasts. "Bloody hell!" Gordon gasped. Martika slapped her breast against his face and was pleased at how eager he was to suckle on her stiff nipple. Her hand reached down and firmly groped and massaged his cock and balls through his trousers. She forced a muffled groan out of the organist as she unzipped him. "I must tend to my man of the cloth," Jenna said, leaving the two of them. Martika slid her thong down to her knees and slowly lowered herself onto Gordon's throbbing, aching cock. "Mr. Gordon! Big cock like British Bulldog!" She smiled. Gordon replied to her in Ukrainian, something along the lines of "I will fuck you so hard, your screams will be heard back in Kyiv." Gordon buried his meat into this eager young filly, letting out a long moan as he let it pulse and twitch inside her. Slowly, Martika began to rise and fall back down on his manhood, stopping at every third or so bounce to grind herself on it, each round picking up speed and force. She began to grope and rub her tits as her momentum continued to increase, pounding down harder and faster onto Gordon's cock. What a heavenly view. Big luscious tits bouncing up and down while she rode his pole. They looked so amazing jiggling around, it was driving him crazy. His groaning, muffled whimpering filled her with satisfaction. Her bounces became faster and she landed down upon him with more intensity, leaning in on every downward gyration to get him to reach her favorite spot. She screamed out, not just for the immense physical pleasure but from the psychological high she was experiencing. The quaking of her body and passion of her final yell was enough to bring Gordon to his own explosive finish, emptying his load deep inside her, "Mr. Gordon, awesome!" "Ahem," someone cleared their throat and Gordon looked to his right. Josh was standing there, along with several horrified-looking older black women. "Gordon," Josh began, struggling to hold back laughter. "These ladies are from the Good luck Ministry Gospel Choir. When you've, finished what you're doing, they're ready to practice the pieces for the upcoming Jesus Christ Superstar tribute concert." To be continued. By Blacksheep, for Literotica.

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Kim's Chi. Chadpool. If He Dies, It's Not Us. Cranking the Nipple. The Heat of the Cool. The Frollo is also cursed. Hey there scooter boy, get off the lawn. Buckle in your Tentacles. No curb too high. Reeth Witherthpoon. Peanut Pickin' Bastard! HMart, Korean for KMart. Remember 2015? Did They Wipe? Compact comics with Stephen and more on this episode of The Morning Stream. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Kim's Chi. Chadpool. If He Dies, It's Not Us. Cranking the Nipple. The Heat of the Cool. The Frollo is also cursed. Hey there scooter boy, get off the lawn. Buckle in your Tentacles. No curb too high. Reeth Witherthpoon. Peanut Pickin' Bastard! HMart, Korean for KMart. Remember 2015? Did They Wipe? Compact comics with Stephen and more on this episode of The Morning Stream. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

The fourth in our new series following Artform's latest production of The Hunchback of Notre Dame. In this podcast the Director and Joni Nelson who is cast as Esmeralda discuss her role and the production whilst the rehearsals are in full swing (as you can hear in the background).Link to trailer for the show.  https://youtu.be/3LI9_OjAeBcThe Hunchback of Notre Dame at the Bob Hope Theatre in April 2024. Over these episodes we will be following the cast and creatives as they embark on rehearsals, set design, costume making, prop acquisition and everything else that is needed to put on this epic Disney classic. Do come and listen along with us to hear all about the creative process and indeed why not book your tickets to see the finished product in April 2024  at http://www.bobhopetheatre.co.uk/hunchback.htmlEver wondered what goes into putting on a show? Find out as we have a discussion with the cast and production team about Artform's theatre productions.www.Artform.org.uk

Il faisait partie de la distribution d'origine, en 1998… Pour les 25 ans du spectacle musical « Notre-Dame de Paris », Daniel Lavoie réendosse le costume de Frollo, le grand méchant de l'histoire. À l'occasion des représentations dijonnaises des 8, 9 et 10 mars 2024, nous avons interrogé le comédien, afin de tenter de percer les secrets de ce spectacle qui, après autant d'années, passionne toujours autant les petits comme les grands en France comme à l'étranger.

Lumière la comédie musicale Notre-Dame-de-Paris qui fête ses 25 ans ! Après 2 mois de représentations triomphales à Paris, le spectacle est en tournée et arrive chez nous ! Au Zénith de Dijon du 08 au 10 mars pour 3 représentations. Notre invité ce matin fait partie de cette aventure incroyable depuis le début, Daniel Lavoie, alias Frollo.

Lumière la comédie musicale Notre-Dame-de-Paris qui fête ses 25 ans ! Après 2 mois de représentations triomphales à Paris, le spectacle est en tournée et arrive chez nous ! Au Zénith de Dijon du 08 au 10 mars pour 3 représentations. Notre invité ce matin fait partie de cette aventure incroyable depuis le début, Daniel Lavoie, alias Frollo.

The third in our new series following Artform's latest production that of Disney's  The Hunchback of Notre Dame.Link to trailer for the show.  https://youtu.be/3LI9_OjAeBcThe Hunchback of Notre Dame at the Bob Hope Theatre in April 2024. Over these episodes we will be following the cast and creatives as they embark on rehearsals, set design, costume making, prop acquisition and everything else that is needed to put on this epic Disney classic. Do come and listen along with us to hear all about the creative process and indeed why not book your tickets to see the finished product in April 2024  at http://www.bobhopetheatre.co.uk/hunchback.htmlEver wondered what goes into putting on a show? Find out as we have a discussion with the cast and production team about Artform's theatre productions.www.Artform.org.uk

Linktree: https://linktr.ee/AnalyticDive Deeper into Doja Cat's "Scarlet": Deluxe Edition, Tour News, and More!In this segment, Analytic Dreamz delves into the captivating world of Doja Cat's critically acclaimed album "Scarlet" and its upcoming expansion.Unveiling the "S2: Claude Frollo" Deluxe Edition:Explore the inspiration behind the title, drawing parallels between the iconic antagonist and the struggles faced by creatives.Get a sneak peek at potential track names like "Acknowledge Me" and "Head High," hinting at the thematic continuity with the original album.Discover how Doja Cat uses metaphors to weave powerful narratives within the "Scarlet" universe.Beyond the Studio: Touring with "Scarlet"Relive the energy of the recently concluded Scarlet Tour, featuring captivating performances from Doechii and Ice Spice.Mark your calendars for the upcoming European leg, kicking off in Glasgow on June 11th and culminating in Gdynia, Poland on July 5th.Bonus!Get exclusive insights into Doja Cat's plans for a "Scarlet" debut album, teased during an Instagram Live session.Stay tuned for a potential preview of a brand new song!Join Analytic Dreamz for an in-depth exploration of Doja Cat's artistic journey, from the depths of "Scarlet" to the exciting horizons ahead.Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/analytic-dreamz-notorious-mass-effect/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

Vittorio Matteucci: attore, cantante, musicista. Uno dei grandi interpreti del Musical italiano. Frollo in Notre Dame De Paris, Scarpia nella Tosca di Lucio Dalla, l'Innominato nei Promessi Sposi. In questo primo episodio Vittorio ci racconta le scelte che gli hhanno cambiato la vita.

We talking bout playoffs? Also Frollo with a parting message.

Open banking is giving Australians the ability to share their banking data more securely and with fewer hurdles, but can it save people money? This week on the Friends With Money podcast, Money's Tom Watson is joined by head of product management at Frollo, Kris Davant, to explore the possibilities of open banking.   What is open banking? How is open banking data kept private and secure? How can Australians save money through open banking? What will we see from open finance in the future? #friendswithmoney #openbanking #tomwatson #krisdavant Listen on Apple Podcasts: https://apple.co/3mV0Cbr   Listen on Google Podcasts: https://bit.ly/3qGfsoL Listen on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/3fSPI2h Website: https://moneymag.com.au Email: podcast@moneymag.com.au Youtube: Podcast playlistSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The movies mentioned: -"The Lion King"---what if Simba didn't return/was killed. -"Pocahontas"---what is Pocahontas married Kokoum instead? -"The Hunchback of Notre Dame"---what if Frollo still lived? -"Encanto"---what if the family lost their powers forever? -"Ratatouille"---what if the rat couldn't help with the restaurant? -"Zootopia"---what if the rabbit didn't join the police force and stop the attacks? -"Onward"---what if Ian couldn't do magic to see his dad? --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/daniellesreadingnook/support

This week, we continue Kingdom Hearts Dream Drop Distance with the first Disney world, La Cité des Cloches. We go into the world The Hunchback of Notre Dame where we meet Quasimodo, Phoebus, Esmerelda, and Frollo. Get to grind rails and fight a Wargargoyle as we see that both stories don't really interact with each other and show different fates for the characters.

A Visit From The BishopBy Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Reverend Morris anxiously paced back and forth in the lounge. He was in turmoil; he’d just received a letter from Bishop George, who was planning to visit him. On top of that, he’d been agonizing all day how to finally tell Lucy that their marriage was over. The past few weeks had seen his safe and somewhat dull life turned upside down. Ever since that romp with Jenna Fox in the vestry. What seemed to be a wild, one-off had now morphed into a passionate relationship. Now the vicar was seriously falling in love with the much younger woman.And what about Christopher? His four-year old son had just started school. Now a way would have to be found to gently break the news that Mummy and Daddy would no longer be living together. How would he cope with that? Then there would be the gossips at church. Some of the older members of the congregation would tut and register their disapproval. A vicar of all people, a role model and pillar of the community, cheating on his wife with a woman twenty years his junior! Every week he preached about being a good Christian. Now he couldn’t help but feel he was nothing but a hypocrite.“Bishop George won’t take kindly to this,” he remarked. The man was known not to suffer fools gladly.Hearing Lucy’s car pull up on the drive, Reverend Morris took a deep breath. It was confession time. He fiddled with his thumbs as the front door opened.“Hello, um, oh you’re back a bit later than normal? Um, where’s Christopher?”“I dropped him off at your mum’s,” Lucy replied. “Simon, we need to talk. I have to tell you something really important. It can’t wait.”“I, had a feeling you might say that. There’s something I need to tell you too, you see I,”Lucy took his hand and beckoned him to sit next to her on the settee."Simon. I’ve not been honest with you for some time now. It’s not fair, and you have every right to feel angry. I’ve treated you terribly these past few years, pushing you away, shutting you out. Then six months ago, it happened. This is hard for me to explain,”"Please tell me,” Reverend Morris replied. “Is there, someone else?”Lucy sighed. “Yes. I, I’m so sorry, Simon.”Suddenly, the reverend felt less guilty. That they’d both met other people made it more bearable. But there was still their son to think about.“I see. Is he, someone from church?”“Yes, but, it’s she,” Lucy replied.Reverend Morris blinked. “She? Oh,”"Debbie Adams, you know, she teaches at the Sunday school? That’s why it’s been so difficult. So yeah, it’s 2022, but it’s still hard to be gay, and a vicar’s wife. Especially in a tight-knit community like St Michael’s. Many nights, I have sat and prayed to God. I asked him for courage and forgiveness. For how I have sinned.”He took her hand. “I’m happy you found the courage to be yourself. And to fall in love isn’t a sin, Lucy.”“You’re a wonderful man, Simon. You’re being so understanding about this. I’ve been dreading saying anything, but I needn’t have worried.”Reverend Morris awkwardly scratched the back of his head. “I would’ve supported you no matter what. Um, but I guess now’s the right time to confess that I’ve been seeing someone else too.”Lucy smiled. “Oh really?”“Um, you know Jenna? She goes to church. Jenna Fox?”“Blimey, Simon. Oh yes. I’ve seen her. She is really attractive, not my type, but a stunner. I can see why you fell for her.”Reverend Morris’ face was turning red. “I worry about the age gap though, I mean she’s twenty and I’ve just turned forty, that’s not a good look is it? Others will disapprove.”“Simon, love is love. These others you speak of will just have to deal with it.”“Bishop George won’t approve. He’s planning to visit me in the next few days.”“I don’t think he’s the monster you make him out to be. He seems pretty liberal deep down. Didn’t he once have a much younger wife?” Lucy asked.“Yes, she was called Julia. She left him for a Catholic priest.”“Ouch.”“Who was older than him! The priest was defrocked of course and he and Julia emigrated to the Costa del Sol, where they now run a beachfront bar called Unholy Orders,”"About Christopher,” Lucy began. “We should tell him together.”Reverend Morris nodded.Another Sunday and another morning Eucharist at St Michael’s. Josh the curate was at the door, welcoming the faithful. Yulia and a group of other young woman grinned at him as they went inside. Normally, Josh would’ve nodded and blushed, but not anymore. Today he shook their hands, smiled back and had a little chat with them. When he noticed Jenna approaching, the curate’s smile widened some more.“Hello Jenna!”“Good morning!” Jenna said. “Nice day for it.”“Nice day for what?” Josh replied, winking at her.“Naughty boy. Nice day for a church service of course! Looks like you have some female admirers over there,” she said, glancing at Yulia and her friends.There was a notable absence in the church - John Norris and his wife were nowhere to be seen. The gossip-mongering pensioners who sat in the front pew wasted no time in digesting this new information.“Well I heard that he moved out for a few days. They had a blazing row at the Harvest Social.”“Margaret saw Patricia on the bus. Talk about having the wind taken out of your sails. She was beside herself.”“Best place for her. A poison-tongued harpy of the highest order! I feel sorry for John. He doesn’t need that sort of upset. He’s on beta-blockers. They’ve decided to have a few days in Wales, to try and patch things up.”“If my husband had been writing the sort of stuff like Patricia put on the Internet, I’d have told him to sling his hook!”Tony had volunteered to read the first reading, which was from the Book of Revelation. He twitched and sniffed as he spoke, and got a little carried away as he went on.“Then I saw coming from the mouth of the dragon, the mouth of the beast, and the mouth of the false prophet, three foul spirits like frogs. These spirits were devils, with power to work miracles. They were sent out to muster all the kings of the world for the great day of battle of God the sovereign Lord!”“He’ll have a stroke if he carries on like that,” the old ladies whispered.Tony continued. “This is the day when I come like a thief! Happy the man who stays awake and keeps on his clothes, so that he will not have to go naked and ashamed for all to see!”Some small children sat at the front looked terrified.“This is the Word of the Lord!”Tony sat down. The second reading was a much calmer passage from Romans. Jenna smiled when Reverend Morris took to the pulpit, ready to deliver his sermon.“Today, I’d like to talk all about love, forgiveness and honesty,” he began. “I’m sure you’ve all heard that old saying. If you love someone, let them go. Why not hold onto them if you love them?Isn’t love supposed to be fighting for that person no matter what?Through the fights, the struggles, and the pain, shouldn’t we keep trying to keep the relationship going? The true meaning of loving someone and letting them go starts with being selfless, not selfish. There is another old saying. Honesty is the best policy. Ladies and gentlemen, I am going to be honest with you all today. My wife Lucy and I are getting divorced.Several loud gasps arose from the congregation. Jenna glanced round, trying to remain composed. She shifted anxiously in the uncomfortable pew. Was the vicar going to mention her name?"That’s right. I know this will come as a shock to you all. You see, both of us have fallen for different people. Now, whilst we may no longer have romantic love for each other, we still care about each other. As you know, Lucy and I have a young son, Christopher, and his welfare is of paramount importance. Our split has been completely amicable. Lucy has moved out of the vicarage and we have agreed a 50/50 shared custody,”Josh looked up at the vicar in sympathetic understanding, as did Gordon. Meanwhile, some of the old ladies looked to be on the verge of nervous breakdowns. Jenna’s heart was pounding."I’m not asking for forgiveness,” Reverend Morris continued. “I know what some of you must be thinking. What sort of vicar preaches about the sanctity of marriage, and seven deadly sins, the shame of sin, and lo, he has sinned himself. I won’t think ill of any of you. I have spoken to God and believe he has forgiven Lucy and I.”Suddenly, Tony stood up. “Good for ya, Vicar! You’re a top bloke. You helped me get off the crack. So like, I’d forgive you anything, man.” He started clapping. Jenna joined in, and moments later, the rest of the congregation broke out in applause.Sat at the organ, Gordon was clapping furiously. He noticed Jenna gazing adoringly at the vicar and gave a wry smile. “I wonder who his new woman could be?” He said to himself.Jenna made her way straight to the vicarage after the service ended, intending to prepare herself ready for Reverend Morris. She was hornier than usual, and had much to discuss with the vicar. He’d given her a key to let herself in with.Alone in the house, Jenna removed her conservative clothing and changed into a far racier outfit - a short black dress, with lacy red panties underneath. She was just touching up her makeup, when there was a knock on the door.“Oh he’s back already,” she smiled. The vicarage was only five minutes from the church. “Guess he didn’t bother to go to the church hall,”Jenna opened the door. "I’m feeling sinful, oh! Er, hello!”Instead of the vicar, a stern-looking man who was the spitting image of Frollo from Disney’s Hunchback of Notre Dame, was standing there.“Good morning,” the mystery man replied. The clerical collar, purple shirt and cross round his neck were obvious indicators that he was a church person, but Jenna had never seen him before.“Um, can I help you, sir?”“Is Reverend Simon Morris in?” the man replied.“No, he’s still at the church. He won’t be long. Can I take a message?”“I’d prefer to come in and wait. I’m Bishop George. The Reverend is expecting me.”The bishop? Yikes, Jenna thought. He’s the vicar’s boss. I’d better behave myself. She glanced at him as he entered the lounge.At least, I must try to behave myself,Bishop George sat down on the couch. “You must be the babysitter?”Jenna was tempted to lie, but lying to a bishop felt like a great sin, so she declined. “No. I’m, a friend of the vicar.”Bishop George nodded. “Ah yes. I didn’t think you were a babysitter. Seeing as Lucy and Christopher have moved out. I admire your honesty, my dear.”Jenna froze. Shit. Does he know everything? Did Reverend Morris have to confess everything to the bishop in private? Or had he been lurking somewhere in the church earlier and left before she did?“Would you like a cup of tea?”“Tea please. Milk and one sugar,” Bishop George replied.“Right, coming up,” Jenna turned and bumped into the coffee table, knocking some books onto the floor."Clumsy me,” she muttered, and bent down to pick them up, exposing her red lacy panties.Bishop George wasn’t prepared for such a sight and let out a gasp.A few minutes later, Jenna returned with a cup of tea. “Here you are, um, Reverend? I’m sorry, I don’t know how to address a bishop, I’ve never met a bishop before!”“Just call me George.” He replied, taking the cup. “Thanks so much. You must be Jenna, yes?”“Yes.”“I know about you,” he continued. “I spoke to Reverend Morris by phone a few weeks ago, when the Queen died. There was a notable increase in his happiness, and I could tell he was really excited about something. He was eager to tell me that there’d been an increase in people attending St Michael’s. Then he mentioned you. Several times. And then I realized,”Jenna sat directly opposite him in an armchair. Her legs were crossed. "What did you realize, George?”She uncrossed her legs.Bishop George felt his cheeks flush. She’d removed her panties in the kitchen!Jenna Pleases the BishopBishop George twitched as a brief tantalizing glimpse of something forbidden was revealed to him.But the panties, those glorious red lace panties! What had she done with them?“Well,” he began, a little hoarsely, "you’ve obviously had quite the effect on him.”“It’s like history repeating itself,” he added.“What do mean by that?”“Oh, nothing.” Bishop George muttered, sipping his tea. “You just reminded me of someone I once knew, that’s all.”Jenna thought carefully for a moment, trying to read the bishop. So far, his self-control was admirable. Had she finally met her match with this man of the church? Behind that stern exterior, she sensed there was a man in need of some attention. She didn’t know how old Bishop George was, but at a guess he was in his sixties. He was the oldest man she had encountered so far.Still, as the old saying goes - many a fine tune played on an old fiddle!“What do you think of St Michael’s, then? You must know all kinds of churches.” Jenna continued, trying to think up idle conversation.He finished his tea. “Some churches are drawn to controversy in the same manner that flies are drawn to shite. I’m pleased to say that St Michael’s has resisted that.”“Right. I see. I’m surprised you haven’t cut yourself with that tongue of yours, Bishop George!”He reclined slightly in the armchair. “I have drawn blood on several occasions. I speak my mind, Jenna. I can’t stand these churches who abandon their core purpose in an attempt to woo those who have no interest in ever following the teachings of God. I’m talking about those "trendy vicars” who install helter-skelters, massive art installations and the like in ancient churches and cathedrals. A church is a place of worship, not bloody Alton Towers,”“Oh yes. You’re right,” Jenna said. “I’d better make sure I keep on your good side, then!”Bishop George gave a slight grin. “And tell me, how would you keep on my good side, Jenna?”“I prefer to show rather than tell!” He straightened in his chair as she walked over to him. “You seem rather tense, Bishop. I think you need to relax!” Jenna chuckled and sat in his lap. Initially shocked, Bishop George soon slid his arms around her.“There you are. Beginning to enjoy yourself?” She said, playfully running a finger around his clerical collar.“It’s been a long time since I enjoyed myself like this,” he murmured, planting kisses along her neck and jawline. One of his hands slid round and inside her low-cut dress. Bishop George cupped a breast, gently squeezing it, pinching the nipple. Jenna moaned at his sensual fondling. A powerful desire deep within the bishop began to stir also. The ease at which this young woman had penetrated his unforgiving exterior, stunned him. He was pleasantly surprised at how painfully hard he quickly became, and his cock ached to be freed from his clothing. Jenna’s lips met his and their kisses grew ever more hot and demanding. Her hand slid down and brushed his crotch. There was no hiding the bulge of his arousal.“Oh Bishop!” Jenna cooed, rubbing it. He let out a moan. She unbuttoned the lower buttons of his shirt and started on his belt. Resigned to his fate, Bishop George happily reclined in the chair.And then Jenna got a surprise as she unzipped his trousers. “Oh my. What pretty panties.” She never imagined the bishop would be wearing women’s underwear.Bishop George froze, as his secret was revealed. “Damn.” He’d forgotten he’d put those on. “It’s a fetish,” he prattled nervously. “I, I can’t help it. It’s a need I have.”“Hey, nothing wrong with that, Bishop.” Jenna replied. “I love wearing silk ones too. But right now, I’m more interested in what’s inside your panties,”She pulled them down, wrapped her fingers around his cock and gently stroked it. For an older guy, the bishop certainly had a nice-looking cock. "Umm. How tempting!”“It’s been quite a while since it last saw any use.”“What a shame. Let’s change that, shall we?”Jenna moved down between Bishop George’s legs as he sat up slightly with a cushion behind his back. She took his cock in her hands and while she looked into his dark brown eyes, she began licking and sucking the thick shaft. On her knees so she could get the entire length in her mouth, one hand holding his balls gently. Soon her head was bobbing on the bishop’s cock, the shaft wet and glistening.Bishop George was in heaven; groaning in ecstasy as this red-haired beauty worked his member. It had been too long, and he relished every second of this sweet pleasure.“Oh Bishop, I have to convince myself to stop licking and sucking it, and fight the impulse to have you cum in my mouth.” Jenna said, as she stopped. “I want your cum in my cunt.”Without further hesitation, Bishop George rose from the chair and led her over to the dining table. He didn’t even bother to push the table mats aside as he heaved her up on the oak surface, lifting up her dress and pushing her backwards. His tongue ran long, hard strokes up her inner thighs. He shoved her clothing up more, exposing her mound to him. Jenna lifted a leg over his shoulder, giving him full access. He lapped her outer lips, tasting her tantalizing wetness. What a cunt! It was as divine as he imagined.She gasped and curled her fingers when he slipped a finger inside her folds. Whilst his bony fingers worked their magic, he sucked on the nub at the top of her sex. A low moan escaped Jenna’s lips. Bishop George hurriedly cast off his jacket and pushed his trousers and panties down to his ankles. He grabbed her hips, his cock finding her waiting passage. Jenna wrapped her legs around his arse and pulled him into her.Bishop George filled her completely. His thrusts started soft and gentle, almost loving, but then his pace quickened. He kept an intense rhythm, hammering in and out of her, with the vigor of a much younger man. Jenna screamed as she climaxed, burying her face in his shoulder. Moments later he came, filling her with his pearly cum.Jenna sat up, feeling his jizz leak from her as he slowly pulled out. Her hand fell to his deflating member, cupping him.“Well Bishop. I expect you to give a glowing report on St Michael’s Church. And its vicar.”“You have my word,” Bishop George gasped, getting his breath back.“Excellent. I have another little gift for you. Jenna slid off the table and hurried into the kitchen. She returned and handed him her pair of red lace panties."I think they’ll look good on you, Bishop!”Five minutes later, the front door opened and Reverend Morris came in.“Sorry I’ve been so long Jenna. I got roped into doing a charity raffle and, oh!” He froze as he noticed Bishop George sat there. “Um. George. How are you?”Bishop George beamed broadly and rose to his feet. “Great to see you again, Simon!” He shook hands. “Your charming partner Jenna here very kindly made me a cup of tea.”Stunned by the bishop’s change in demeanor, Reverend Morris didn’t know what to say. “Oh? You, know about us?”“Jenna filed me in, so to speak. I think you’ve handled things marvelously at St Michael’s. I can see for myself how happy the two of you are together. I’m pleased that you and Lucy had an amicable split. Your face tells me you weren’t expecting such a reaction?”“Er, no, I wasn’t!” Reverend Morris replied. “I, I’m glad you’re alright with the situation.”“Simon. We may be men of God, but we’re still human!” Bishop George said, and gazed adoringly at Jenna. “And what could be nicer than the love of a fine lass, eh?” Jenna winked back at him.“Well! It’s time I was going. I have much to do, other vicarages to call at. A shame all churches aren’t as well-attended as yours, eh Simon? Then the Church of England wouldn’t be in such a mess. Keep up the good work! Lovely to meet you, Jenna. I’ll be calling round again sometime! Cheerio!”Reverend Morris thought he was going to faint. “Wow. Praise indeed! I wasn’t expecting that. I thought he was going to read me the riot act!”“God works in mysterious ways,” Jenna replied, sliding her arms round him.Bishop George got into his car, a very happy man. “I can’t wait to try these panties on!” He smiled to himself.What's Ukrainian for ‘Big British Cock'?A full year had passed since Jenna Fox had started attending St Michael’s church. During that time, she’d carried out God’s work and in the true Christian spirit, brought much happiness to several male members of the church, thus helping them to become better Christians.“It feels wonderful being a vicar’s wife!” Jenna said as she helped Reverend Morris into his cassock and surplice ready for the Sunday service.“"And you fill the role so well, my love.” He replied, kissing her. “I couldn’t have managed without you these past few weeks. Having to do a morning service at St John’s for four weeks in a row, then here at St Michaels. And after this, some members of the Good luck Ministry Gospel Choir are visiting, to practice with Gordon.”“God knows you’re more than capable, Simon. And it was so wonderful when Lucy and Debbie asked you to conduct their marriage ceremony too. I’m so glad everything has turned out okay.”“What a difference a year makes. A shame John and Patricia Norris stopped attending our church. I heard they were having a lot of marital problems. Perhaps they’ll return to us one day?”“Mmm, perhaps,” Jenna replied, knowing that Patricia Norris’ absence wasn’t missed by anyone. “Still, Yulia’s friend Martika has joined the congregation. I think Yulia is planning to live in the UK permanently. She’s settled in well, and has taken a fancy to Josh I believe.” Jenna ran her fingers down the front of her husband’s cassock.Reverend Morris chuckled. “Oh lucky Josh. Well he’s desperate for a girlfriend. He’s really come out of himself these past few months. I remember the first day he became curate, he was so damned shy, he would blush every time a woman spoke to him!”“He just needed his confidence building up,” Jenna smirked. Suddenly, the sound of Gordon playing the organ was heard, indicating the start of the morning service.“Guess it’s time for me to do my duty,” Reverend Morris said. “Jenna, you do realize that I have a raging erection?”“Being a good Christian is such hard work! Try not to get too excited when you do your sermon,” she added with a wink.As he hurried out of the vestry, Jenna followed him and then made her way to the pew where Yulia and her friend Martika were sitting.“Morning!” She said to Yulia.“Ah! Good morning Mrs. Morris!” Yulia replied.“Hey, you can still call me Jenna. So, is this your friend who’s just arrived from Kyiv?”“Yes, this is Martika, she’s twenty, her English isn’t that good yet, but I speak for her. She’ll learn quick, yes? I wanted her to start attending Sunday service at St Michaels because she really likes British hymns, and back in Kyiv, she played the pipe organ.”Martika whispered something in Ukrainian to Yulia.“Oh yes. She has a huge thing for older British men. You know a nice older man she can get to know?”Jenna gave her famous smirk. “I know the perfect man.”After the service, Yulia flicked back her long blonde hair as the curate walked past.“Go and speak to him,” Jenna urged her. “Josh is a lovely man.”“You really think he’d, like to go out with me?”“Of course he would!”Gordon had been in a happy but thoughtful mood this morning. As he tidied up his music books, he hummed Jerusalem to himself. What now? He wondered. Now that Jenna had become the vicar’s wife, he sensed that their erotic couplings would now be coming to an end. Unless she and the vicar planned to have some kind of open marriage. He wasn’t complaining. The past few months had been some of the happiest times he’d had in years. He had no interest in getting married again. He didn’t want it all. Thanks to Jenna, he’d been afforded a delicious morsel of fun, and had felt desired again.Presently, Jenna appeared at the side of the organ, bringing him to his senses.“Hi there, gorgeous!” He blurted out. “Oops, beg your pardon. I mean, Mrs. Morris!”Jenna chuckled. “Hello there, Stud of the Organ. Thanks for playing Shine Jesus Shine for Tony. I know you loathe that hymn.”“Hah, well it’ll never be a favorite of mine, but if it’s requested, I’m glad to play it. Tony seems to be really doing well these days. Hope he stays clean and on the straight and narrow.”“So do I. I think he’ll be fine. He’s started a course at the adult learning college, along with Amir.”Gordon nodded. “Good for them. Um, Jenna, I was wondering, could I talk to you about something?” He fiddled with his robe. “Now that you’re the new Mrs. Reverend, .well I, er,”She moved to reassure him. “I know what you’re thinking. You’re wondering if our little "organ lessons” are no more?“"Well, yes. I, understand completely of course, I mean you married Simon in this church and Bishop George did the service.”Jenna smiled at the mention of the bishop. It had been so kind of him to do the service, and to lend her one of his favorite pairs of silk panties, in the old tradition of something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue,”Gordon, how would you feel if I told you that I have the perfect replacement lined up for you? She’s really lovely.“He thought for a moment. "Hmm, I’m not sure. I don’t think any woman could thrill me in the same way you have, Jenna. Who did you have in mind?”“I’m flattered, Gordon. Give her a chance, eh? Her name’s Martika and she’s Yulia’s friend. Back in Ukraine, she used to play the pipe organ in her local church. It’s her English skills that need a bit of help. And I know you’ve become quite fluent in Ukrainian,”Martika appeared. "Martika, this is Gordon,” Jenna said, introducing her to the organist.The blonde beauty looked like she was about to faint. “Oh Mr. Gordon! I like a lot!”“She really likes older men,” Jenna added with a wink.“Wow,” Gordon murmured, before speaking to her in her native tongue. Martika giggled. She grinned devilishly and began to undo her top enough to uncover one of her breasts.“Bloody hell!” Gordon gasped. Martika slapped her breast against his face and was pleased at how eager he was to suckle on her stiff nipple. Her hand reached down and firmly groped and massaged his cock and balls through his trousers. She forced a muffled groan out of the organist as she unzipped him.“I must tend to my man of the cloth,” Jenna said, leaving the two of them.Martika slid her thong down to her knees and slowly lowered herself onto Gordon’s throbbing, aching cock.“Mr. Gordon! Big cock like British Bulldog!” She smiled.Gordon replied to her in Ukrainian, something along the lines of “I will fuck you so hard, your screams will be heard back in Kyiv.”Gordon buried his meat into this eager young filly, letting out a long moan as he let it pulse and twitch inside her. Slowly, Martika began to rise and fall back down on his manhood, stopping at every third or so bounce to grind herself on it, each round picking up speed and force. She began to grope and rub her tits as her momentum continued to increase, pounding down harder and faster onto Gordon’s cock. What a heavenly view. Big luscious tits bouncing up and down while she rode his pole. They looked so amazing jiggling around, it was driving him crazy. His groaning, muffled whimpering filled her with satisfaction.Her bounces became faster and she landed down upon him with more intensity, leaning in on every downward gyration to get him to reach her favorite spot. She screamed out, not just for the immense physical pleasure but from the psychological high she was experiencing. The quaking of her body and passion of her final yell was enough to bring Gordon to his own explosive finish, emptying his load deep inside her,“Mr. Gordon, awesome!”“Ahem,” someone cleared their throat and Gordon looked to his right. Josh was standing there, along with several horrified-looking older black women.“Gordon,” Josh began, struggling to hold back laughter. “These ladies are from the Good luck Ministry Gospel Choir. When you’ve, finished what you’re doing, they’re ready to practice the pieces for the upcoming Jesus Christ Superstar tribute concert.”To be continued.By Blacksheep, for Literotica.

Hey all! In this Disney Moms Gone Wrong, we take a deep dive into Disney's animated classic, "The Hunchback of Notre Dame". Released in 1996, the film is an adaptation of Victor Hugo's novel of the same name and tells the story of Quasimodo, a deformed bell-ringer who lives in the bell tower of Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris. We examine the film's characters, including the villainous Judge Claude Frollo and the kind-hearted Esmeralda, and discuss the ways in which they are both complex and nuanced. We also discuss the film's memorable musical numbers, including the iconic "Hellfire" sequence, which explores Frollo's inner turmoil. Finally, we wrap up our discussion by reflecting on the film's enduring legacy and its place in the Disney canon. Whether you're a die-hard Disney fan or simply a lover of animation, this podcast episode offers a thoughtful and engaging review of one of the most beloved films in the Disney canon. -------------------- *Check Out All Our Podcasts!* Geek Freaks Podcast: https://linktr.ee/GeekFreaks Disney Moms Gone Wrong: https://linktr.ee/disneymomsgonewrong Challenge Accepted: https://linktr.ee/challengeacceptedgf Headlines: https://tinyurl.com/2p8bvu6d Level Up!: https://linktr.ee/PushingButtonsPodcast TrekFreaks: https://linktr.ee/TrekFreaks Geek Freaks Interviews: https://linktr.ee/GeekFreaksInterviews Outlast Podcast: https://linktr.ee/OutlastPodcast Round Three: https://linktr.ee/RoundThree From The Pages: https://www.patreon.com/GeekFreakspodcast -------------------- *Hang Out With Us!* Discord: https://discord.gg/6Jrvyb2 Twitter: twitter.com/geekfreakspod Facebook: facebook.com/groups/227307812330853/ Instagram: instagram.com/geekfreakspodcast E-mail: thegeekfreakspodcast@gmail.com Twitch: twitch.tv/geekfreakspodcast Site: geekfreakspodcast.com --------------------- *Support Us!* Patreon: https://patreon.com/GeekFreakspodcast Store: redbubble.com/people/GeekFreaks

Dexter Cousins is joined by Kristofer Rogers from Eonx and Ben Ford of Frollo for a Fintech-focused review of 2022.They cover advancements in payments, the paradox of lending Fintech, and the challenges that faced startups in 2022.Dexter shares his insights from discussions with over 150 fintech leaders and gets 2023 predictions from Ben and Kristofer.Thanks for your support in 2022 and have a safe and wonderful festive holiday. We look forward to bringing you more Fintech podcasts in 2023!About Tier One PeopleFounded by Dexter Cousins in 2016, Tier One People is on a mission to help Australia become the world leader in Fintech innovation.Connect on Linkedin - https://bit.ly/3DsCJBpTier One People helps companies like Revolut, TrueLayer and 10x build founding teams for launch in Australia. And series A+ / ASX Listed Aussie Fintech like Lendi, Afterpay and 86 400 hire executive talent capable of delivering growth and scale. If you are building a world-class Fintech venture and need help in hiring tier-one people contact us - https://bit.ly/3Dc1p0BHow you can support Fintech Chatter.Follow us:Apple: https://apple.co/3D7NsPtSpotify: https://spoti.fi/3IzSViQSubscribe and like on Youtube: https://bit.ly/3tBlRmEConnect on Linkedin: https://bit.ly/3DsCJBpFollow on Twitter: https://twitter.com/DexterCousins

New episode just dropped, and so did all the characters left over in our Best Walt Disney Animation Studios Fall bracket. Which of these top tumbles will go "down" in Mouse Madness history. - Welcome back to Karen and Eric! - Everyone reveals their best personal falls. - Does the fall kill Mufasa? - Disney cats don't land on their feet. - We've hit The Rock fatigue. - What if Cat Yzma IS the gargoyle in Hunchback. - When Disney culture becomes pop culture. - Our recent rabbit holes. - De-aging quickly must have really hurt Mother G. - A poop joke kills Chris. - The vultures eat the body like groceries. - Frollo has a Vader moment. - Rapunzel's tower is now an Airbnb. - A tangent about non-Disney iconic falls. - Kyle mentions Bing Bong, Chris gets mad. Got a rebuttal? Want to be a tiebreaker host? We'd love to hear from you: Support us on Patreon: cutt.ly/GerisGang Email us at mousemadnesspodcast@gmail.com Tweet us @MouseMadnessPod Follow us on Instagram @MouseMadnessPod Chat with us on Discord: discord.gg/qwpqAWA Join our Facebook Community: fb.me/MouseMadnessPodcast

We hope all you scaredy cats are ready to dive into the Scariest Disney Animated Scene bracket! We've got classics and new horrors alike as we break down some of the spookiest scenes Disney has ever conjured up: - Welcome back to the dynamic duo, Eric & Alyssa! - Eric shills for big Yerba. - Is The Huntsman the most forgettable Disney character? - Belle committed a breaking and entering crime. - We can't remember the princess's name from The Black Cauldron. - How does the Horned King have flesh? - Alyssa has a thing for Chernabog. - Transformation is scary. - Alyssa thought the Night on Bald Mountain party looked fun. - What happens to the Pleasure Island donkeys that can still talk? - Frollo's Thanos moment. - A Firehouse Five minus One reference - Chris explains the Zootopia Tujunga and Vine joke. - A moment for Dinosaurs. Got a rebuttal? Want to be a tiebreaker host? We'd love to hear from you: Support us on Patreon: cutt.ly/GerisGang Email us at mousemadnesspodcast@gmail.com Tweet us @MouseMadnessPod Follow us on Instagram @MouseMadnessPod Chat with us on Discord: discord.gg/qwpqAWA Join our Facebook Community: fb.me/MouseMadnessPodcast

It has been a MASSIVE week for the Aussie Fintech Industry. Intersekt 22 was bigger and better than ever.Almost 1000 people attended the sell-out event and Dexter Cousins chatted to founders, CEOs, Board advisors and investors to get an accurate pulse on the marketSo instead of our usual weekly news round-up in this show, Dexter shares his insights from those conversations and what it might mean for Fintech over the next 12 months or so.Ben Ford from Frollo also joins Dexter later in the show to give an Intersekt review. You can connect with Ben https://www.linkedin.com/in/ben-ford-142a027/Listen to the UK Fintech delegation podcast - https://tieronepeople.com/2022/09/06/uk-fintech-companies/Interviews at Intersekt with Cape, MyGigsters, Super Fierce, Paypa Plane, Monoova and others are available to listen - pod.link/1486716249How you can support the show?"follow" on your podcast player and leave a five-star review onApple: Scroll to the bottom of the page (iphone or ipad only), hit 5 stars and write a review - https://apple.co/3D7NsPtSpotify:  in the app click 5 stars - https://spoti.fi/3IzSViQSubscribe and like on Youtube - https://bit.ly/3tBlRmEThanks for your support.About Tier One PeopleFounded by Dexter Cousins in 2016, Tier One People is on a mission to help Australia become the world leader in Fintech innovation.Connect on Linkedin - https://bit.ly/3DsCJBpTier One People helps companies like Revolut, TrueLayer and 10x build founding teams for launch in Australia. 

The Hunchback of Notre Dame, Archbold Community Theatre: This is not exactly the same story you may remember from Disney. I mean is is, but Wes and Kris tell us how it also has a a more mature theme, with some deep messages. July 14, 15, 16 and 17, 2022 at Archbold High School Order Tickets http://www.archboldcommunitytheatre.com/order-tickets Based on the Victor Hugo novel and songs from the Disney animated feature, The Hunchback of Notre Dame showcases the film's Academy Award-nominated score, as well as new songs by Menken and Schwartz. Peter Parnell's new book embraces story theatre and features verbatim passages from Hugo's gothic novel. The musical begins as the bells of Notre Dame sound through the famed cathedral in fifteenth-century Paris. Quasimodo, the deformed bell-ringer who longs to be "Out There," observes all of Paris reveling in the Feast of Fools. Held captive by his devious caretaker, the archdeacon Dom Claude Frollo, he escapes for the day and joins the boisterous crowd, only to be treated cruelly by all but the beautiful Romani woman, Esmeralda. Quasimodo isn't the only one captivated by her free spirit, though – the handsome Captain Phoebus and Frollo are equally enthralled. As the three vie for her attention, Frollo embarks on a mission to destroy the Roma – and it's up to Quasimodo to save them all. A sweeping score and powerful story make The Hunchback of Notre Dame an instant classic. Audiences will be swept away by the magic of this truly unforgettable musical.

Shame is crippling and difficult to discuss openly. Yet Quasimodo and Frollo provide an excellent platform to explore shame, its effects and the means to be free from it. Learn what this Disney classic can teach about vulnerability, and the God who became an outcast first. Watch here the: Esmerelda encountering Quasimodo scene referenced this episode Scripture quote for meditation: “Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus, because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit who gives life has set you free from the law of sin and death.” (Romans‬ ‭8:1-2)‬Excerpt from episode: "Yet without acknowledging shame, it can drive our lives, and grossly limit what's possible for our lives, as it did for Quasimodo at the start of the film, locked up in the bell tower. But let me posit this up front: shame can be even more destructive than something that cripples us… look at the example of Minister Frollo – who compared to poor Quasimodo, is actually a far more monstrous image of shame, or more accurately, shame aversion. It is Frollo's suppression of his sexual fantasies and own murderous past that jeopardises Quasimodo's dignity, Esmerelda's safety, the wellbeing of the gypsies and eventually, the safety of the entire Paris. Unrecognised shame is toxic for our psyche. Carl Jung called it the "swampland of the soul", and in another place a "soul eating emotion." And worse, if it remains unchecked, it can then project its sorry state onto others within its reach, as it did with Frollo. As the old maxim goes, "we are only as sick as the secrets we keep."Soundtrack: All soundtracks used this episode are from Disney's 1996 The Hunchback of Notre Dame OST (songs written by Alan Menken and Stephen Schwartz), or covers of those tracks.

The year is 1996. Bill Clinton was re-elected, Braveheart wins the Best Picture Oscar, and Disney just released it's newest film, The Hunchback of Notre Dame. Based on the 1936 movie that's based off the original 1831 novel by Victor Hugo, while Disney was vying for Oscar Gold with this surprisingly dark Disney film, they didn't expect was a ferial and scarily growing community of individuals lusting after the movie's villain, Claude Frollo. And all the while, in this small Frollo Secret Mistress Fanfiction Universe where everyone was just having fun in their growing harem, one villain arose from the hellfire to make sure they all knew who Frollo's true love truly was. As always, send us your fic recommendations, or reach out if you are a fic author who would like to be interviewed in the future, at canonicallyincorrectpod@gmail.com Like the episode? Like us and what we do? Donate to help us do more fun things at ko-fi.com/canonicallyincorrect

6.Notre - Dame'in Kamburu Sesli Kitap Victor HugoNotre Dame'ın Kamburu, yazar Victor Hugo'nun 1831 senesinde yayınlanan ve Fransa'da imparator döneminin karanlık günlerinden kesitler sunan kitabıdır. Romanın tamamlanması yaklaşık 6 ayı bulmuştur. Okunması gereken küreselleşmiş ve dünya klasiklerinin başyapıtlardandır. Notre Dame'ın Kamburu, Hugo'nun en iyi dönemlerinden birinde yayımlandı. 1831 yılında yayımlanan Notre Dame de Paris'in kitap kahramanlarından biri öylesine etkili oldu ki Notre Dame'ın Kamburu ismiyle tanındı. Victor Hugo bu romanda insanların yaşamında kaderin yerini ve yoksulluğun insanı köreltmediğini ortaya koymuştur. Roman hem yazarın ülkesinde hem de dış ülkelerde oldukça sevilmiştir. Çoğu dillerde çevirimleri yayınlanmış, bunun dışında filmi de çekilmiştir.Parçada Claude Frollo adlı bir papaz katedralin önünde bir çocuk bulmuştur. Çok çirkin birçocuk olduğundan ona Latince'de "eksik-tamamlanmamış adam" anlamına gelen Quasimodo ismini verir. Yaşı büyüdükçe Quasimodo katedralde zangoçluk görevini alır. Bir süre sonra zilin sesi sebebiyle sağır olur.Günlerden bir gün Esmeralda isminde bir kızla tanışır. Esmeralda genç ve güzel bir kızdır. Bu kız küçükken Çingeneler tarafından ailesinden kaçırılmış ve yerine sakat bir çocuk olan Quasimodo bırakılmıştır. Quasimodo'nun ona aşık olmasıyla olaylar değişir. Çünkü Papaz Claude Frollo da Esmeralda'ya bu tür hisler beslemektedir. Esmeralda ise özgür ruhlu, filozof ve ayni zamanda bir şair olan Gringoire ile -onun hayatını kurtarmak için- evlenir.Esmeralda'nın gönlünü ise soylu ve zengin bir ailenin kızıyla nişanlı olmasına rağmen çapkın ve yakışıklı bir subay olan Phœbus çalar. Frollo kıskançlığı ve karşılıksız aşkı yüzünden duyduğu çfkesi sonucu Esmeralda ve Phœbus'un buluştuğu bir gece hançeriyle yüzbaşıyı öldürmeye teşebbüs eder. Suç Esmeralda'nın üstüne kalır. Herkes, Esmeralda'nın çingene ve büyücü olmasına yorarak bunu onun yaptığını düşünür. Esmeralda her ne kadar suçsuz olduğunu dese de insanlar bir çingeneye inanmaktansa bir rahibe inanmayı tercih ederler.İnfaz günü Esmeralda, katedralin önündeki karışıklıktan faydalanan Quasimodo tarafından kaçırılır ve Notre-Dame Kilise'sine saklanır. Askerler infazı gerçekleştiremezler çünkü o dönemde ilahi adaletin, kralın adaletinden üstün olduğuna böylece Tanrı'ya sığınan kimselere ceza uygulanamayacağına inanılırdı üstelik bu imparator tarafından da onaylanmıştı. Daha sonra kral kendisi de buna karşı çıkacaktır. Esmeralda'nın hırsız, dilenci, ayaktakımı dostları Miracles Sarayı'nda toplanıp kiliseye yürürler. Amaçları onu oradan alıp kaçırmaktır.İsyan ederler.Kral askerlerini yollar. Esmeralda kiliseden Gringoire ve Frollo tarafından kaçırılır. Frollo Gréve Meydanında onun için hazırlanan darağacını gösterir ve kendisini ya da ölümü tercih etmesini söyler. Esmeralda Phœbus'ü sevdiğini belirtir. Frollo o zaman onu çingenelerden iğrenen Roland Kulesi'nde ölümü bekleyen Gudule Hemşire'ye götürür. Kendisi askerleri çağırır. Gudule Hemşire, Esmeralda'yı parmaklıkların ardından kolundan tutarken tartışma esnasında onun 15 sene önce kendisinden çalının kızı olduğunu öğrenir. Fakat aradan zaman geçer ve askerler gelmiştir. Gudule Hemşire kızını askerlere vermek istemez. Bu esnada itilir. Başını yere sertçe vurur ve ölür. Askerler Esmeralda'yı asarlar. Frollo ve arkasında Quasimodo onun ölümünü seyrederler Notre-Dame Kilisesi'nin korkuluklarından. Quasimodo bunu Frollo'nun yaptığını anlayıp onu itmektedir. Frollo aşağı düşerek ölür. Quasimodo bir süre ortalıkta görünmez. Bulunduğunda ise çok geçtir ve vücudu Esmeralda`nın cesedine sarılmış bir şekilde iskeletleşmiştir.

1.Notre - Dame'in Kamburu Sesli Kitap Victor HugoNotre Dame'ın Kamburu, yazar Victor Hugo'nun 1831 senesinde yayınlanan ve Fransa'da imparator döneminin karanlık günlerinden kesitler sunan kitabıdır. Romanın tamamlanması yaklaşık 6 ayı bulmuştur. Okunması gereken küreselleşmiş ve dünya klasiklerinin başyapıtlardandır. Notre Dame'ın Kamburu, Hugo'nun en iyi dönemlerinden birinde yayımlandı. 1831 yılında yayımlanan Notre Dame de Paris'in kitap kahramanlarından biri öylesine etkili oldu ki Notre Dame'ın Kamburu ismiyle tanındı. Victor Hugo bu romanda insanların yaşamında kaderin yerini ve yoksulluğun insanı köreltmediğini ortaya koymuştur. Roman hem yazarın ülkesinde hem de dış ülkelerde oldukça sevilmiştir. Çoğu dillerde çevirimleri yayınlanmış, bunun dışında filmi de çekilmiştir.Parçada Claude Frollo adlı bir papaz katedralin önünde bir çocuk bulmuştur. Çok çirkin birçocuk olduğundan ona Latince'de "eksik-tamamlanmamış adam" anlamına gelen Quasimodo ismini verir. Yaşı büyüdükçe Quasimodo katedralde zangoçluk görevini alır. Bir süre sonra zilin sesi sebebiyle sağır olur.Günlerden bir gün Esmeralda isminde bir kızla tanışır. Esmeralda genç ve güzel bir kızdır. Bu kız küçükken Çingeneler tarafından ailesinden kaçırılmış ve yerine sakat bir çocuk olan Quasimodo bırakılmıştır. Quasimodo'nun ona aşık olmasıyla olaylar değişir. Çünkü Papaz Claude Frollo da Esmeralda'ya bu tür hisler beslemektedir. Esmeralda ise özgür ruhlu, filozof ve ayni zamanda bir şair olan Gringoire ile -onun hayatını kurtarmak için- evlenir.Esmeralda'nın gönlünü ise soylu ve zengin bir ailenin kızıyla nişanlı olmasına rağmen çapkın ve yakışıklı bir subay olan Phœbus çalar. Frollo kıskançlığı ve karşılıksız aşkı yüzünden duyduğu çfkesi sonucu Esmeralda ve Phœbus'un buluştuğu bir gece hançeriyle yüzbaşıyı öldürmeye teşebbüs eder. Suç Esmeralda'nın üstüne kalır. Herkes, Esmeralda'nın çingene ve büyücü olmasına yorarak bunu onun yaptığını düşünür. Esmeralda her ne kadar suçsuz olduğunu dese de insanlar bir çingeneye inanmaktansa bir rahibe inanmayı tercih ederler.İnfaz günü Esmeralda, katedralin önündeki karışıklıktan faydalanan Quasimodo tarafından kaçırılır ve Notre-Dame Kilise'sine saklanır. Askerler infazı gerçekleştiremezler çünkü o dönemde ilahi adaletin, kralın adaletinden üstün olduğuna böylece Tanrı'ya sığınan kimselere ceza uygulanamayacağına inanılırdı üstelik bu imparator tarafından da onaylanmıştı. Daha sonra kral kendisi de buna karşı çıkacaktır. Esmeralda'nın hırsız, dilenci, ayaktakımı dostları Miracles Sarayı'nda toplanıp kiliseye yürürler. Amaçları onu oradan alıp kaçırmaktır.İsyan ederler.Kral askerlerini yollar. Esmeralda kiliseden Gringoire ve Frollo tarafından kaçırılır. Frollo Gréve Meydanında onun için hazırlanan darağacını gösterir ve kendisini ya da ölümü tercih etmesini söyler. Esmeralda Phœbus'ü sevdiğini belirtir. Frollo o zaman onu çingenelerden iğrenen Roland Kulesi'nde ölümü bekleyen Gudule Hemşire'ye götürür. Kendisi askerleri çağırır. Gudule Hemşire, Esmeralda'yı parmaklıkların ardından kolundan tutarken tartışma esnasında onun 15 sene önce kendisinden çalının kızı olduğunu öğrenir. Fakat aradan zaman geçer ve askerler gelmiştir. Gudule Hemşire kızını askerlere vermek istemez. Bu esnada itilir. Başını yere sertçe vurur ve ölür. Askerler Esmeralda'yı asarlar. Frollo ve arkasında Quasimodo onun ölümünü seyrederler Notre-Dame Kilisesi'nin korkuluklarından. Quasimodo bunu Frollo'nun yaptığını anlayıp onu itmektedir. Frollo aşağı düşerek ölür. Quasimodo bir süre ortalıkta görünmez. Bulunduğunda ise çok geçtir ve vücudu Esmeralda`nın cesedine sarılmış bir şekilde iskeletleşmiştir.

2.Notre - Dame'in Kamburu Sesli Kitap Victor HugoNotre Dame'ın Kamburu, yazar Victor Hugo'nun 1831 senesinde yayınlanan ve Fransa'da imparator döneminin karanlık günlerinden kesitler sunan kitabıdır. Romanın tamamlanması yaklaşık 6 ayı bulmuştur. Okunması gereken küreselleşmiş ve dünya klasiklerinin başyapıtlardandır. Notre Dame'ın Kamburu, Hugo'nun en iyi dönemlerinden birinde yayımlandı. 1831 yılında yayımlanan Notre Dame de Paris'in kitap kahramanlarından biri öylesine etkili oldu ki Notre Dame'ın Kamburu ismiyle tanındı. Victor Hugo bu romanda insanların yaşamında kaderin yerini ve yoksulluğun insanı köreltmediğini ortaya koymuştur. Roman hem yazarın ülkesinde hem de dış ülkelerde oldukça sevilmiştir. Çoğu dillerde çevirimleri yayınlanmış, bunun dışında filmi de çekilmiştir.Parçada Claude Frollo adlı bir papaz katedralin önünde bir çocuk bulmuştur. Çok çirkin birçocuk olduğundan ona Latince'de "eksik-tamamlanmamış adam" anlamına gelen Quasimodo ismini verir. Yaşı büyüdükçe Quasimodo katedralde zangoçluk görevini alır. Bir süre sonra zilin sesi sebebiyle sağır olur.Günlerden bir gün Esmeralda isminde bir kızla tanışır. Esmeralda genç ve güzel bir kızdır. Bu kız küçükken Çingeneler tarafından ailesinden kaçırılmış ve yerine sakat bir çocuk olan Quasimodo bırakılmıştır. Quasimodo'nun ona aşık olmasıyla olaylar değişir. Çünkü Papaz Claude Frollo da Esmeralda'ya bu tür hisler beslemektedir. Esmeralda ise özgür ruhlu, filozof ve ayni zamanda bir şair olan Gringoire ile -onun hayatını kurtarmak için- evlenir.Esmeralda'nın gönlünü ise soylu ve zengin bir ailenin kızıyla nişanlı olmasına rağmen çapkın ve yakışıklı bir subay olan Phœbus çalar. Frollo kıskançlığı ve karşılıksız aşkı yüzünden duyduğu çfkesi sonucu Esmeralda ve Phœbus'un buluştuğu bir gece hançeriyle yüzbaşıyı öldürmeye teşebbüs eder. Suç Esmeralda'nın üstüne kalır. Herkes, Esmeralda'nın çingene ve büyücü olmasına yorarak bunu onun yaptığını düşünür. Esmeralda her ne kadar suçsuz olduğunu dese de insanlar bir çingeneye inanmaktansa bir rahibe inanmayı tercih ederler.İnfaz günü Esmeralda, katedralin önündeki karışıklıktan faydalanan Quasimodo tarafından kaçırılır ve Notre-Dame Kilise'sine saklanır. Askerler infazı gerçekleştiremezler çünkü o dönemde ilahi adaletin, kralın adaletinden üstün olduğuna böylece Tanrı'ya sığınan kimselere ceza uygulanamayacağına inanılırdı üstelik bu imparator tarafından da onaylanmıştı. Daha sonra kral kendisi de buna karşı çıkacaktır. Esmeralda'nın hırsız, dilenci, ayaktakımı dostları Miracles Sarayı'nda toplanıp kiliseye yürürler. Amaçları onu oradan alıp kaçırmaktır.İsyan ederler.Kral askerlerini yollar. Esmeralda kiliseden Gringoire ve Frollo tarafından kaçırılır. Frollo Gréve Meydanında onun için hazırlanan darağacını gösterir ve kendisini ya da ölümü tercih etmesini söyler. Esmeralda Phœbus'ü sevdiğini belirtir. Frollo o zaman onu çingenelerden iğrenen Roland Kulesi'nde ölümü bekleyen Gudule Hemşire'ye götürür. Kendisi askerleri çağırır. Gudule Hemşire, Esmeralda'yı parmaklıkların ardından kolundan tutarken tartışma esnasında onun 15 sene önce kendisinden çalının kızı olduğunu öğrenir. Fakat aradan zaman geçer ve askerler gelmiştir. Gudule Hemşire kızını askerlere vermek istemez. Bu esnada itilir. Başını yere sertçe vurur ve ölür. Askerler Esmeralda'yı asarlar. Frollo ve arkasında Quasimodo onun ölümünü seyrederler Notre-Dame Kilisesi'nin korkuluklarından. Quasimodo bunu Frollo'nun yaptığını anlayıp onu itmektedir. Frollo aşağı düşerek ölür. Quasimodo bir süre ortalıkta görünmez. Bulunduğunda ise çok geçtir ve vücudu Esmeralda`nın cesedine sarılmış bir şekilde iskeletleşmiştir.

3.Notre - Dame'in Kamburu Sesli Kitap Victor HugoNotre Dame'ın Kamburu, yazar Victor Hugo'nun 1831 senesinde yayınlanan ve Fransa'da imparator döneminin karanlık günlerinden kesitler sunan kitabıdır. Romanın tamamlanması yaklaşık 6 ayı bulmuştur. Okunması gereken küreselleşmiş ve dünya klasiklerinin başyapıtlardandır. Notre Dame'ın Kamburu, Hugo'nun en iyi dönemlerinden birinde yayımlandı. 1831 yılında yayımlanan Notre Dame de Paris'in kitap kahramanlarından biri öylesine etkili oldu ki Notre Dame'ın Kamburu ismiyle tanındı. Victor Hugo bu romanda insanların yaşamında kaderin yerini ve yoksulluğun insanı köreltmediğini ortaya koymuştur. Roman hem yazarın ülkesinde hem de dış ülkelerde oldukça sevilmiştir. Çoğu dillerde çevirimleri yayınlanmış, bunun dışında filmi de çekilmiştir.Parçada Claude Frollo adlı bir papaz katedralin önünde bir çocuk bulmuştur. Çok çirkin birçocuk olduğundan ona Latince'de "eksik-tamamlanmamış adam" anlamına gelen Quasimodo ismini verir. Yaşı büyüdükçe Quasimodo katedralde zangoçluk görevini alır. Bir süre sonra zilin sesi sebebiyle sağır olur.Günlerden bir gün Esmeralda isminde bir kızla tanışır. Esmeralda genç ve güzel bir kızdır. Bu kız küçükken Çingeneler tarafından ailesinden kaçırılmış ve yerine sakat bir çocuk olan Quasimodo bırakılmıştır. Quasimodo'nun ona aşık olmasıyla olaylar değişir. Çünkü Papaz Claude Frollo da Esmeralda'ya bu tür hisler beslemektedir. Esmeralda ise özgür ruhlu, filozof ve ayni zamanda bir şair olan Gringoire ile -onun hayatını kurtarmak için- evlenir.Esmeralda'nın gönlünü ise soylu ve zengin bir ailenin kızıyla nişanlı olmasına rağmen çapkın ve yakışıklı bir subay olan Phœbus çalar. Frollo kıskançlığı ve karşılıksız aşkı yüzünden duyduğu çfkesi sonucu Esmeralda ve Phœbus'un buluştuğu bir gece hançeriyle yüzbaşıyı öldürmeye teşebbüs eder. Suç Esmeralda'nın üstüne kalır. Herkes, Esmeralda'nın çingene ve büyücü olmasına yorarak bunu onun yaptığını düşünür. Esmeralda her ne kadar suçsuz olduğunu dese de insanlar bir çingeneye inanmaktansa bir rahibe inanmayı tercih ederler.İnfaz günü Esmeralda, katedralin önündeki karışıklıktan faydalanan Quasimodo tarafından kaçırılır ve Notre-Dame Kilise'sine saklanır. Askerler infazı gerçekleştiremezler çünkü o dönemde ilahi adaletin, kralın adaletinden üstün olduğuna böylece Tanrı'ya sığınan kimselere ceza uygulanamayacağına inanılırdı üstelik bu imparator tarafından da onaylanmıştı. Daha sonra kral kendisi de buna karşı çıkacaktır. Esmeralda'nın hırsız, dilenci, ayaktakımı dostları Miracles Sarayı'nda toplanıp kiliseye yürürler. Amaçları onu oradan alıp kaçırmaktır.İsyan ederler.Kral askerlerini yollar. Esmeralda kiliseden Gringoire ve Frollo tarafından kaçırılır. Frollo Gréve Meydanında onun için hazırlanan darağacını gösterir ve kendisini ya da ölümü tercih etmesini söyler. Esmeralda Phœbus'ü sevdiğini belirtir. Frollo o zaman onu çingenelerden iğrenen Roland Kulesi'nde ölümü bekleyen Gudule Hemşire'ye götürür. Kendisi askerleri çağırır. Gudule Hemşire, Esmeralda'yı parmaklıkların ardından kolundan tutarken tartışma esnasında onun 15 sene önce kendisinden çalının kızı olduğunu öğrenir. Fakat aradan zaman geçer ve askerler gelmiştir. Gudule Hemşire kızını askerlere vermek istemez. Bu esnada itilir. Başını yere sertçe vurur ve ölür. Askerler Esmeralda'yı asarlar. Frollo ve arkasında Quasimodo onun ölümünü seyrederler Notre-Dame Kilisesi'nin korkuluklarından. Quasimodo bunu Frollo'nun yaptığını anlayıp onu itmektedir. Frollo aşağı düşerek ölür. Quasimodo bir süre ortalıkta görünmez. Bulunduğunda ise çok geçtir ve vücudu Esmeralda`nın cesedine sarılmış bir şekilde iskeletleşmiştir.

12.Notre - Dame'in Kamburu Sesli Kitap Victor HugoNotre Dame'ın Kamburu, yazar Victor Hugo'nun 1831 senesinde yayınlanan ve Fransa'da imparator döneminin karanlık günlerinden kesitler sunan kitabıdır. Romanın tamamlanması yaklaşık 6 ayı bulmuştur. Okunması gereken küreselleşmiş ve dünya klasiklerinin başyapıtlardandır. Notre Dame'ın Kamburu, Hugo'nun en iyi dönemlerinden birinde yayımlandı. 1831 yılında yayımlanan Notre Dame de Paris'in kitap kahramanlarından biri öylesine etkili oldu ki Notre Dame'ın Kamburu ismiyle tanındı. Victor Hugo bu romanda insanların yaşamında kaderin yerini ve yoksulluğun insanı köreltmediğini ortaya koymuştur. Roman hem yazarın ülkesinde hem de dış ülkelerde oldukça sevilmiştir. Çoğu dillerde çevirimleri yayınlanmış, bunun dışında filmi de çekilmiştir.Parçada Claude Frollo adlı bir papaz katedralin önünde bir çocuk bulmuştur. Çok çirkin birçocuk olduğundan ona Latince'de "eksik-tamamlanmamış adam" anlamına gelen Quasimodo ismini verir. Yaşı büyüdükçe Quasimodo katedralde zangoçluk görevini alır. Bir süre sonra zilin sesi sebebiyle sağır olur.Günlerden bir gün Esmeralda isminde bir kızla tanışır. Esmeralda genç ve güzel bir kızdır. Bu kız küçükken Çingeneler tarafından ailesinden kaçırılmış ve yerine sakat bir çocuk olan Quasimodo bırakılmıştır. Quasimodo'nun ona aşık olmasıyla olaylar değişir. Çünkü Papaz Claude Frollo da Esmeralda'ya bu tür hisler beslemektedir. Esmeralda ise özgür ruhlu, filozof ve ayni zamanda bir şair olan Gringoire ile -onun hayatını kurtarmak için- evlenir.Esmeralda'nın gönlünü ise soylu ve zengin bir ailenin kızıyla nişanlı olmasına rağmen çapkın ve yakışıklı bir subay olan Phœbus çalar. Frollo kıskançlığı ve karşılıksız aşkı yüzünden duyduğu çfkesi sonucu Esmeralda ve Phœbus'un buluştuğu bir gece hançeriyle yüzbaşıyı öldürmeye teşebbüs eder. Suç Esmeralda'nın üstüne kalır. Herkes, Esmeralda'nın çingene ve büyücü olmasına yorarak bunu onun yaptığını düşünür. Esmeralda her ne kadar suçsuz olduğunu dese de insanlar bir çingeneye inanmaktansa bir rahibe inanmayı tercih ederler.İnfaz günü Esmeralda, katedralin önündeki karışıklıktan faydalanan Quasimodo tarafından kaçırılır ve Notre-Dame Kilise'sine saklanır. Askerler infazı gerçekleştiremezler çünkü o dönemde ilahi adaletin, kralın adaletinden üstün olduğuna böylece Tanrı'ya sığınan kimselere ceza uygulanamayacağına inanılırdı üstelik bu imparator tarafından da onaylanmıştı. Daha sonra kral kendisi de buna karşı çıkacaktır. Esmeralda'nın hırsız, dilenci, ayaktakımı dostları Miracles Sarayı'nda toplanıp kiliseye yürürler. Amaçları onu oradan alıp kaçırmaktır.İsyan ederler.Kral askerlerini yollar. Esmeralda kiliseden Gringoire ve Frollo tarafından kaçırılır. Frollo Gréve Meydanında onun için hazırlanan darağacını gösterir ve kendisini ya da ölümü tercih etmesini söyler. Esmeralda Phœbus'ü sevdiğini belirtir. Frollo o zaman onu çingenelerden iğrenen Roland Kulesi'nde ölümü bekleyen Gudule Hemşire'ye götürür. Kendisi askerleri çağırır. Gudule Hemşire, Esmeralda'yı parmaklıkların ardından kolundan tutarken tartışma esnasında onun 15 sene önce kendisinden çalının kızı olduğunu öğrenir. Fakat aradan zaman geçer ve askerler gelmiştir. Gudule Hemşire kızını askerlere vermek istemez. Bu esnada itilir. Başını yere sertçe vurur ve ölür. Askerler Esmeralda'yı asarlar. Frollo ve arkasında Quasimodo onun ölümünü seyrederler Notre-Dame Kilisesi'nin korkuluklarından. Quasimodo bunu Frollo'nun yaptığını anlayıp onu itmektedir. Frollo aşağı düşerek ölür. Quasimodo bir süre ortalıkta görünmez. Bulunduğunda ise çok geçtir ve vücudu Esmeralda`nın cesedine sarılmış bir şekilde iskeletleşmiştir.

9.Notre - Dame'in Kamburu Sesli Kitap Victor HugoNotre Dame'ın Kamburu, yazar Victor Hugo'nun 1831 senesinde yayınlanan ve Fransa'da imparator döneminin karanlık günlerinden kesitler sunan kitabıdır. Romanın tamamlanması yaklaşık 6 ayı bulmuştur. Okunması gereken küreselleşmiş ve dünya klasiklerinin başyapıtlardandır. Notre Dame'ın Kamburu, Hugo'nun en iyi dönemlerinden birinde yayımlandı. 1831 yılında yayımlanan Notre Dame de Paris'in kitap kahramanlarından biri öylesine etkili oldu ki Notre Dame'ın Kamburu ismiyle tanındı. Victor Hugo bu romanda insanların yaşamında kaderin yerini ve yoksulluğun insanı köreltmediğini ortaya koymuştur. Roman hem yazarın ülkesinde hem de dış ülkelerde oldukça sevilmiştir. Çoğu dillerde çevirimleri yayınlanmış, bunun dışında filmi de çekilmiştir.Parçada Claude Frollo adlı bir papaz katedralin önünde bir çocuk bulmuştur. Çok çirkin birçocuk olduğundan ona Latince'de "eksik-tamamlanmamış adam" anlamına gelen Quasimodo ismini verir. Yaşı büyüdükçe Quasimodo katedralde zangoçluk görevini alır. Bir süre sonra zilin sesi sebebiyle sağır olur.Günlerden bir gün Esmeralda isminde bir kızla tanışır. Esmeralda genç ve güzel bir kızdır. Bu kız küçükken Çingeneler tarafından ailesinden kaçırılmış ve yerine sakat bir çocuk olan Quasimodo bırakılmıştır. Quasimodo'nun ona aşık olmasıyla olaylar değişir. Çünkü Papaz Claude Frollo da Esmeralda'ya bu tür hisler beslemektedir. Esmeralda ise özgür ruhlu, filozof ve ayni zamanda bir şair olan Gringoire ile -onun hayatını kurtarmak için- evlenir.Esmeralda'nın gönlünü ise soylu ve zengin bir ailenin kızıyla nişanlı olmasına rağmen çapkın ve yakışıklı bir subay olan Phœbus çalar. Frollo kıskançlığı ve karşılıksız aşkı yüzünden duyduğu çfkesi sonucu Esmeralda ve Phœbus'un buluştuğu bir gece hançeriyle yüzbaşıyı öldürmeye teşebbüs eder. Suç Esmeralda'nın üstüne kalır. Herkes, Esmeralda'nın çingene ve büyücü olmasına yorarak bunu onun yaptığını düşünür. Esmeralda her ne kadar suçsuz olduğunu dese de insanlar bir çingeneye inanmaktansa bir rahibe inanmayı tercih ederler.İnfaz günü Esmeralda, katedralin önündeki karışıklıktan faydalanan Quasimodo tarafından kaçırılır ve Notre-Dame Kilise'sine saklanır. Askerler infazı gerçekleştiremezler çünkü o dönemde ilahi adaletin, kralın adaletinden üstün olduğuna böylece Tanrı'ya sığınan kimselere ceza uygulanamayacağına inanılırdı üstelik bu imparator tarafından da onaylanmıştı. Daha sonra kral kendisi de buna karşı çıkacaktır. Esmeralda'nın hırsız, dilenci, ayaktakımı dostları Miracles Sarayı'nda toplanıp kiliseye yürürler. Amaçları onu oradan alıp kaçırmaktır.İsyan ederler.Kral askerlerini yollar. Esmeralda kiliseden Gringoire ve Frollo tarafından kaçırılır. Frollo Gréve Meydanında onun için hazırlanan darağacını gösterir ve kendisini ya da ölümü tercih etmesini söyler. Esmeralda Phœbus'ü sevdiğini belirtir. Frollo o zaman onu çingenelerden iğrenen Roland Kulesi'nde ölümü bekleyen Gudule Hemşire'ye götürür. Kendisi askerleri çağırır. Gudule Hemşire, Esmeralda'yı parmaklıkların ardından kolundan tutarken tartışma esnasında onun 15 sene önce kendisinden çalının kızı olduğunu öğrenir. Fakat aradan zaman geçer ve askerler gelmiştir. Gudule Hemşire kızını askerlere vermek istemez. Bu esnada itilir. Başını yere sertçe vurur ve ölür. Askerler Esmeralda'yı asarlar. Frollo ve arkasında Quasimodo onun ölümünü seyrederler Notre-Dame Kilisesi'nin korkuluklarından. Quasimodo bunu Frollo'nun yaptığını anlayıp onu itmektedir. Frollo aşağı düşerek ölür. Quasimodo bir süre ortalıkta görünmez. Bulunduğunda ise çok geçtir ve vücudu Esmeralda`nın cesedine sarılmış bir şekilde iskeletleşmiştir.

10.Notre - Dame'in Kamburu Sesli Kitap Victor HugoNotre Dame'ın Kamburu, yazar Victor Hugo'nun 1831 senesinde yayınlanan ve Fransa'da imparator döneminin karanlık günlerinden kesitler sunan kitabıdır. Romanın tamamlanması yaklaşık 6 ayı bulmuştur. Okunması gereken küreselleşmiş ve dünya klasiklerinin başyapıtlardandır. Notre Dame'ın Kamburu, Hugo'nun en iyi dönemlerinden birinde yayımlandı. 1831 yılında yayımlanan Notre Dame de Paris'in kitap kahramanlarından biri öylesine etkili oldu ki Notre Dame'ın Kamburu ismiyle tanındı. Victor Hugo bu romanda insanların yaşamında kaderin yerini ve yoksulluğun insanı köreltmediğini ortaya koymuştur. Roman hem yazarın ülkesinde hem de dış ülkelerde oldukça sevilmiştir. Çoğu dillerde çevirimleri yayınlanmış, bunun dışında filmi de çekilmiştir.Parçada Claude Frollo adlı bir papaz katedralin önünde bir çocuk bulmuştur. Çok çirkin birçocuk olduğundan ona Latince'de "eksik-tamamlanmamış adam" anlamına gelen Quasimodo ismini verir. Yaşı büyüdükçe Quasimodo katedralde zangoçluk görevini alır. Bir süre sonra zilin sesi sebebiyle sağır olur.Günlerden bir gün Esmeralda isminde bir kızla tanışır. Esmeralda genç ve güzel bir kızdır. Bu kız küçükken Çingeneler tarafından ailesinden kaçırılmış ve yerine sakat bir çocuk olan Quasimodo bırakılmıştır. Quasimodo'nun ona aşık olmasıyla olaylar değişir. Çünkü Papaz Claude Frollo da Esmeralda'ya bu tür hisler beslemektedir. Esmeralda ise özgür ruhlu, filozof ve ayni zamanda bir şair olan Gringoire ile -onun hayatını kurtarmak için- evlenir.Esmeralda'nın gönlünü ise soylu ve zengin bir ailenin kızıyla nişanlı olmasına rağmen çapkın ve yakışıklı bir subay olan Phœbus çalar. Frollo kıskançlığı ve karşılıksız aşkı yüzünden duyduğu çfkesi sonucu Esmeralda ve Phœbus'un buluştuğu bir gece hançeriyle yüzbaşıyı öldürmeye teşebbüs eder. Suç Esmeralda'nın üstüne kalır. Herkes, Esmeralda'nın çingene ve büyücü olmasına yorarak bunu onun yaptığını düşünür. Esmeralda her ne kadar suçsuz olduğunu dese de insanlar bir çingeneye inanmaktansa bir rahibe inanmayı tercih ederler.İnfaz günü Esmeralda, katedralin önündeki karışıklıktan faydalanan Quasimodo tarafından kaçırılır ve Notre-Dame Kilise'sine saklanır. Askerler infazı gerçekleştiremezler çünkü o dönemde ilahi adaletin, kralın adaletinden üstün olduğuna böylece Tanrı'ya sığınan kimselere ceza uygulanamayacağına inanılırdı üstelik bu imparator tarafından da onaylanmıştı. Daha sonra kral kendisi de buna karşı çıkacaktır. Esmeralda'nın hırsız, dilenci, ayaktakımı dostları Miracles Sarayı'nda toplanıp kiliseye yürürler. Amaçları onu oradan alıp kaçırmaktır.İsyan ederler.Kral askerlerini yollar. Esmeralda kiliseden Gringoire ve Frollo tarafından kaçırılır. Frollo Gréve Meydanında onun için hazırlanan darağacını gösterir ve kendisini ya da ölümü tercih etmesini söyler. Esmeralda Phœbus'ü sevdiğini belirtir. Frollo o zaman onu çingenelerden iğrenen Roland Kulesi'nde ölümü bekleyen Gudule Hemşire'ye götürür. Kendisi askerleri çağırır. Gudule Hemşire, Esmeralda'yı parmaklıkların ardından kolundan tutarken tartışma esnasında onun 15 sene önce kendisinden çalının kızı olduğunu öğrenir. Fakat aradan zaman geçer ve askerler gelmiştir. Gudule Hemşire kızını askerlere vermek istemez. Bu esnada itilir. Başını yere sertçe vurur ve ölür. Askerler Esmeralda'yı asarlar. Frollo ve arkasında Quasimodo onun ölümünü seyrederler Notre-Dame Kilisesi'nin korkuluklarından. Quasimodo bunu Frollo'nun yaptığını anlayıp onu itmektedir. Frollo aşağı düşerek ölür. Quasimodo bir süre ortalıkta görünmez. Bulunduğunda ise çok geçtir ve vücudu Esmeralda`nın cesedine sarılmış bir şekilde iskeletleşmiştir.

11.Notre - Dame'in Kamburu Sesli Kitap Victor HugoNotre Dame'ın Kamburu, yazar Victor Hugo'nun 1831 senesinde yayınlanan ve Fransa'da imparator döneminin karanlık günlerinden kesitler sunan kitabıdır. Romanın tamamlanması yaklaşık 6 ayı bulmuştur. Okunması gereken küreselleşmiş ve dünya klasiklerinin başyapıtlardandır. Notre Dame'ın Kamburu, Hugo'nun en iyi dönemlerinden birinde yayımlandı. 1831 yılında yayımlanan Notre Dame de Paris'in kitap kahramanlarından biri öylesine etkili oldu ki Notre Dame'ın Kamburu ismiyle tanındı. Victor Hugo bu romanda insanların yaşamında kaderin yerini ve yoksulluğun insanı köreltmediğini ortaya koymuştur. Roman hem yazarın ülkesinde hem de dış ülkelerde oldukça sevilmiştir. Çoğu dillerde çevirimleri yayınlanmış, bunun dışında filmi de çekilmiştir.Parçada Claude Frollo adlı bir papaz katedralin önünde bir çocuk bulmuştur. Çok çirkin birçocuk olduğundan ona Latince'de "eksik-tamamlanmamış adam" anlamına gelen Quasimodo ismini verir. Yaşı büyüdükçe Quasimodo katedralde zangoçluk görevini alır. Bir süre sonra zilin sesi sebebiyle sağır olur.Günlerden bir gün Esmeralda isminde bir kızla tanışır. Esmeralda genç ve güzel bir kızdır. Bu kız küçükken Çingeneler tarafından ailesinden kaçırılmış ve yerine sakat bir çocuk olan Quasimodo bırakılmıştır. Quasimodo'nun ona aşık olmasıyla olaylar değişir. Çünkü Papaz Claude Frollo da Esmeralda'ya bu tür hisler beslemektedir. Esmeralda ise özgür ruhlu, filozof ve ayni zamanda bir şair olan Gringoire ile -onun hayatını kurtarmak için- evlenir.Esmeralda'nın gönlünü ise soylu ve zengin bir ailenin kızıyla nişanlı olmasına rağmen çapkın ve yakışıklı bir subay olan Phœbus çalar. Frollo kıskançlığı ve karşılıksız aşkı yüzünden duyduğu çfkesi sonucu Esmeralda ve Phœbus'un buluştuğu bir gece hançeriyle yüzbaşıyı öldürmeye teşebbüs eder. Suç Esmeralda'nın üstüne kalır. Herkes, Esmeralda'nın çingene ve büyücü olmasına yorarak bunu onun yaptığını düşünür. Esmeralda her ne kadar suçsuz olduğunu dese de insanlar bir çingeneye inanmaktansa bir rahibe inanmayı tercih ederler.İnfaz günü Esmeralda, katedralin önündeki karışıklıktan faydalanan Quasimodo tarafından kaçırılır ve Notre-Dame Kilise'sine saklanır. Askerler infazı gerçekleştiremezler çünkü o dönemde ilahi adaletin, kralın adaletinden üstün olduğuna böylece Tanrı'ya sığınan kimselere ceza uygulanamayacağına inanılırdı üstelik bu imparator tarafından da onaylanmıştı. Daha sonra kral kendisi de buna karşı çıkacaktır. Esmeralda'nın hırsız, dilenci, ayaktakımı dostları Miracles Sarayı'nda toplanıp kiliseye yürürler. Amaçları onu oradan alıp kaçırmaktır.İsyan ederler.Kral askerlerini yollar. Esmeralda kiliseden Gringoire ve Frollo tarafından kaçırılır. Frollo Gréve Meydanında onun için hazırlanan darağacını gösterir ve kendisini ya da ölümü tercih etmesini söyler. Esmeralda Phœbus'ü sevdiğini belirtir. Frollo o zaman onu çingenelerden iğrenen Roland Kulesi'nde ölümü bekleyen Gudule Hemşire'ye götürür. Kendisi askerleri çağırır. Gudule Hemşire, Esmeralda'yı parmaklıkların ardından kolundan tutarken tartışma esnasında onun 15 sene önce kendisinden çalının kızı olduğunu öğrenir. Fakat aradan zaman geçer ve askerler gelmiştir. Gudule Hemşire kızını askerlere vermek istemez. Bu esnada itilir. Başını yere sertçe vurur ve ölür. Askerler Esmeralda'yı asarlar. Frollo ve arkasında Quasimodo onun ölümünü seyrederler Notre-Dame Kilisesi'nin korkuluklarından. Quasimodo bunu Frollo'nun yaptığını anlayıp onu itmektedir. Frollo aşağı düşerek ölür. Quasimodo bir süre ortalıkta görünmez. Bulunduğunda ise çok geçtir ve vücudu Esmeralda`nın cesedine sarılmış bir şekilde iskeletleşmiştir.

13.Notre - Dame'in Kamburu Sesli Kitap Victor HugoNotre Dame'ın Kamburu, yazar Victor Hugo'nun 1831 senesinde yayınlanan ve Fransa'da imparator döneminin karanlık günlerinden kesitler sunan kitabıdır. Romanın tamamlanması yaklaşık 6 ayı bulmuştur. Okunması gereken küreselleşmiş ve dünya klasiklerinin başyapıtlardandır. Notre Dame'ın Kamburu, Hugo'nun en iyi dönemlerinden birinde yayımlandı. 1831 yılında yayımlanan Notre Dame de Paris'in kitap kahramanlarından biri öylesine etkili oldu ki Notre Dame'ın Kamburu ismiyle tanındı. Victor Hugo bu romanda insanların yaşamında kaderin yerini ve yoksulluğun insanı köreltmediğini ortaya koymuştur. Roman hem yazarın ülkesinde hem de dış ülkelerde oldukça sevilmiştir. Çoğu dillerde çevirimleri yayınlanmış, bunun dışında filmi de çekilmiştir.Parçada Claude Frollo adlı bir papaz katedralin önünde bir çocuk bulmuştur. Çok çirkin birçocuk olduğundan ona Latince'de "eksik-tamamlanmamış adam" anlamına gelen Quasimodo ismini verir. Yaşı büyüdükçe Quasimodo katedralde zangoçluk görevini alır. Bir süre sonra zilin sesi sebebiyle sağır olur.Günlerden bir gün Esmeralda isminde bir kızla tanışır. Esmeralda genç ve güzel bir kızdır. Bu kız küçükken Çingeneler tarafından ailesinden kaçırılmış ve yerine sakat bir çocuk olan Quasimodo bırakılmıştır. Quasimodo'nun ona aşık olmasıyla olaylar değişir. Çünkü Papaz Claude Frollo da Esmeralda'ya bu tür hisler beslemektedir. Esmeralda ise özgür ruhlu, filozof ve ayni zamanda bir şair olan Gringoire ile -onun hayatını kurtarmak için- evlenir.Esmeralda'nın gönlünü ise soylu ve zengin bir ailenin kızıyla nişanlı olmasına rağmen çapkın ve yakışıklı bir subay olan Phœbus çalar. Frollo kıskançlığı ve karşılıksız aşkı yüzünden duyduğu çfkesi sonucu Esmeralda ve Phœbus'un buluştuğu bir gece hançeriyle yüzbaşıyı öldürmeye teşebbüs eder. Suç Esmeralda'nın üstüne kalır. Herkes, Esmeralda'nın çingene ve büyücü olmasına yorarak bunu onun yaptığını düşünür. Esmeralda her ne kadar suçsuz olduğunu dese de insanlar bir çingeneye inanmaktansa bir rahibe inanmayı tercih ederler.İnfaz günü Esmeralda, katedralin önündeki karışıklıktan faydalanan Quasimodo tarafından kaçırılır ve Notre-Dame Kilise'sine saklanır. Askerler infazı gerçekleştiremezler çünkü o dönemde ilahi adaletin, kralın adaletinden üstün olduğuna böylece Tanrı'ya sığınan kimselere ceza uygulanamayacağına inanılırdı üstelik bu imparator tarafından da onaylanmıştı. Daha sonra kral kendisi de buna karşı çıkacaktır. Esmeralda'nın hırsız, dilenci, ayaktakımı dostları Miracles Sarayı'nda toplanıp kiliseye yürürler. Amaçları onu oradan alıp kaçırmaktır.İsyan ederler.Kral askerlerini yollar. Esmeralda kiliseden Gringoire ve Frollo tarafından kaçırılır. Frollo Gréve Meydanında onun için hazırlanan darağacını gösterir ve kendisini ya da ölümü tercih etmesini söyler. Esmeralda Phœbus'ü sevdiğini belirtir. Frollo o zaman onu çingenelerden iğrenen Roland Kulesi'nde ölümü bekleyen Gudule Hemşire'ye götürür. Kendisi askerleri çağırır. Gudule Hemşire, Esmeralda'yı parmaklıkların ardından kolundan tutarken tartışma esnasında onun 15 sene önce kendisinden çalının kızı olduğunu öğrenir. Fakat aradan zaman geçer ve askerler gelmiştir. Gudule Hemşire kızını askerlere vermek istemez. Bu esnada itilir. Başını yere sertçe vurur ve ölür. Askerler Esmeralda'yı asarlar. Frollo ve arkasında Quasimodo onun ölümünü seyrederler Notre-Dame Kilisesi'nin korkuluklarından. Quasimodo bunu Frollo'nun yaptığını anlayıp onu itmektedir. Frollo aşağı düşerek ölür. Quasimodo bir süre ortalıkta görünmez. Bulunduğunda ise çok geçtir ve vücudu Esmeralda`nın cesedine sarılmış bir şekilde iskeletleşmiştir.

14.Notre - Dame'in Kamburu Sesli Kitap Victor HugoNotre Dame'ın Kamburu, yazar Victor Hugo'nun 1831 senesinde yayınlanan ve Fransa'da imparator döneminin karanlık günlerinden kesitler sunan kitabıdır. Romanın tamamlanması yaklaşık 6 ayı bulmuştur. Okunması gereken küreselleşmiş ve dünya klasiklerinin başyapıtlardandır. Notre Dame'ın Kamburu, Hugo'nun en iyi dönemlerinden birinde yayımlandı. 1831 yılında yayımlanan Notre Dame de Paris'in kitap kahramanlarından biri öylesine etkili oldu ki Notre Dame'ın Kamburu ismiyle tanındı. Victor Hugo bu romanda insanların yaşamında kaderin yerini ve yoksulluğun insanı köreltmediğini ortaya koymuştur. Roman hem yazarın ülkesinde hem de dış ülkelerde oldukça sevilmiştir. Çoğu dillerde çevirimleri yayınlanmış, bunun dışında filmi de çekilmiştir.Parçada Claude Frollo adlı bir papaz katedralin önünde bir çocuk bulmuştur. Çok çirkin birçocuk olduğundan ona Latince'de "eksik-tamamlanmamış adam" anlamına gelen Quasimodo ismini verir. Yaşı büyüdükçe Quasimodo katedralde zangoçluk görevini alır. Bir süre sonra zilin sesi sebebiyle sağır olur.Günlerden bir gün Esmeralda isminde bir kızla tanışır. Esmeralda genç ve güzel bir kızdır. Bu kız küçükken Çingeneler tarafından ailesinden kaçırılmış ve yerine sakat bir çocuk olan Quasimodo bırakılmıştır. Quasimodo'nun ona aşık olmasıyla olaylar değişir. Çünkü Papaz Claude Frollo da Esmeralda'ya bu tür hisler beslemektedir. Esmeralda ise özgür ruhlu, filozof ve ayni zamanda bir şair olan Gringoire ile -onun hayatını kurtarmak için- evlenir.Esmeralda'nın gönlünü ise soylu ve zengin bir ailenin kızıyla nişanlı olmasına rağmen çapkın ve yakışıklı bir subay olan Phœbus çalar. Frollo kıskançlığı ve karşılıksız aşkı yüzünden duyduğu çfkesi sonucu Esmeralda ve Phœbus'un buluştuğu bir gece hançeriyle yüzbaşıyı öldürmeye teşebbüs eder. Suç Esmeralda'nın üstüne kalır. Herkes, Esmeralda'nın çingene ve büyücü olmasına yorarak bunu onun yaptığını düşünür. Esmeralda her ne kadar suçsuz olduğunu dese de insanlar bir çingeneye inanmaktansa bir rahibe inanmayı tercih ederler.İnfaz günü Esmeralda, katedralin önündeki karışıklıktan faydalanan Quasimodo tarafından kaçırılır ve Notre-Dame Kilise'sine saklanır. Askerler infazı gerçekleştiremezler çünkü o dönemde ilahi adaletin, kralın adaletinden üstün olduğuna böylece Tanrı'ya sığınan kimselere ceza uygulanamayacağına inanılırdı üstelik bu imparator tarafından da onaylanmıştı. Daha sonra kral kendisi de buna karşı çıkacaktır. Esmeralda'nın hırsız, dilenci, ayaktakımı dostları Miracles Sarayı'nda toplanıp kiliseye yürürler. Amaçları onu oradan alıp kaçırmaktır.İsyan ederler.Kral askerlerini yollar. Esmeralda kiliseden Gringoire ve Frollo tarafından kaçırılır. Frollo Gréve Meydanında onun için hazırlanan darağacını gösterir ve kendisini ya da ölümü tercih etmesini söyler. Esmeralda Phœbus'ü sevdiğini belirtir. Frollo o zaman onu çingenelerden iğrenen Roland Kulesi'nde ölümü bekleyen Gudule Hemşire'ye götürür. Kendisi askerleri çağırır. Gudule Hemşire, Esmeralda'yı parmaklıkların ardından kolundan tutarken tartışma esnasında onun 15 sene önce kendisinden çalının kızı olduğunu öğrenir. Fakat aradan zaman geçer ve askerler gelmiştir. Gudule Hemşire kızını askerlere vermek istemez. Bu esnada itilir. Başını yere sertçe vurur ve ölür. Askerler Esmeralda'yı asarlar. Frollo ve arkasında Quasimodo onun ölümünü seyrederler Notre-Dame Kilisesi'nin korkuluklarından. Quasimodo bunu Frollo'nun yaptığını anlayıp onu itmektedir. Frollo aşağı düşerek ölür. Quasimodo bir süre ortalıkta görünmez. Bulunduğunda ise çok geçtir ve vücudu Esmeralda`nın cesedine sarılmış bir şekilde iskeletleşmiştir.

15.Notre - Dame'in Kamburu Sesli Kitap Victor HugoNotre Dame'ın Kamburu, yazar Victor Hugo'nun 1831 senesinde yayınlanan ve Fransa'da imparator döneminin karanlık günlerinden kesitler sunan kitabıdır. Romanın tamamlanması yaklaşık 6 ayı bulmuştur. Okunması gereken küreselleşmiş ve dünya klasiklerinin başyapıtlardandır. Notre Dame'ın Kamburu, Hugo'nun en iyi dönemlerinden birinde yayımlandı. 1831 yılında yayımlanan Notre Dame de Paris'in kitap kahramanlarından biri öylesine etkili oldu ki Notre Dame'ın Kamburu ismiyle tanındı. Victor Hugo bu romanda insanların yaşamında kaderin yerini ve yoksulluğun insanı köreltmediğini ortaya koymuştur. Roman hem yazarın ülkesinde hem de dış ülkelerde oldukça sevilmiştir. Çoğu dillerde çevirimleri yayınlanmış, bunun dışında filmi de çekilmiştir.Parçada Claude Frollo adlı bir papaz katedralin önünde bir çocuk bulmuştur. Çok çirkin birçocuk olduğundan ona Latince'de "eksik-tamamlanmamış adam" anlamına gelen Quasimodo ismini verir. Yaşı büyüdükçe Quasimodo katedralde zangoçluk görevini alır. Bir süre sonra zilin sesi sebebiyle sağır olur.Günlerden bir gün Esmeralda isminde bir kızla tanışır. Esmeralda genç ve güzel bir kızdır. Bu kız küçükken Çingeneler tarafından ailesinden kaçırılmış ve yerine sakat bir çocuk olan Quasimodo bırakılmıştır. Quasimodo'nun ona aşık olmasıyla olaylar değişir. Çünkü Papaz Claude Frollo da Esmeralda'ya bu tür hisler beslemektedir. Esmeralda ise özgür ruhlu, filozof ve ayni zamanda bir şair olan Gringoire ile -onun hayatını kurtarmak için- evlenir.Esmeralda'nın gönlünü ise soylu ve zengin bir ailenin kızıyla nişanlı olmasına rağmen çapkın ve yakışıklı bir subay olan Phœbus çalar. Frollo kıskançlığı ve karşılıksız aşkı yüzünden duyduğu çfkesi sonucu Esmeralda ve Phœbus'un buluştuğu bir gece hançeriyle yüzbaşıyı öldürmeye teşebbüs eder. Suç Esmeralda'nın üstüne kalır. Herkes, Esmeralda'nın çingene ve büyücü olmasına yorarak bunu onun yaptığını düşünür. Esmeralda her ne kadar suçsuz olduğunu dese de insanlar bir çingeneye inanmaktansa bir rahibe inanmayı tercih ederler.İnfaz günü Esmeralda, katedralin önündeki karışıklıktan faydalanan Quasimodo tarafından kaçırılır ve Notre-Dame Kilise'sine saklanır. Askerler infazı gerçekleştiremezler çünkü o dönemde ilahi adaletin, kralın adaletinden üstün olduğuna böylece Tanrı'ya sığınan kimselere ceza uygulanamayacağına inanılırdı üstelik bu imparator tarafından da onaylanmıştı. Daha sonra kral kendisi de buna karşı çıkacaktır. Esmeralda'nın hırsız, dilenci, ayaktakımı dostları Miracles Sarayı'nda toplanıp kiliseye yürürler. Amaçları onu oradan alıp kaçırmaktır.İsyan ederler.Kral askerlerini yollar. Esmeralda kiliseden Gringoire ve Frollo tarafından kaçırılır. Frollo Gréve Meydanında onun için hazırlanan darağacını gösterir ve kendisini ya da ölümü tercih etmesini söyler. Esmeralda Phœbus'ü sevdiğini belirtir. Frollo o zaman onu çingenelerden iğrenen Roland Kulesi'nde ölümü bekleyen Gudule Hemşire'ye götürür. Kendisi askerleri çağırır. Gudule Hemşire, Esmeralda'yı parmaklıkların ardından kolundan tutarken tartışma esnasında onun 15 sene önce kendisinden çalının kızı olduğunu öğrenir. Fakat aradan zaman geçer ve askerler gelmiştir. Gudule Hemşire kızını askerlere vermek istemez. Bu esnada itilir. Başını yere sertçe vurur ve ölür. Askerler Esmeralda'yı asarlar. Frollo ve arkasında Quasimodo onun ölümünü seyrederler Notre-Dame Kilisesi'nin korkuluklarından. Quasimodo bunu Frollo'nun yaptığını anlayıp onu itmektedir. Frollo aşağı düşerek ölür. Quasimodo bir süre ortalıkta görünmez. Bulunduğunda ise çok geçtir ve vücudu Esmeralda`nın cesedine sarılmış bir şekilde iskeletleşmiştir.

And then there were 4! It's our first semi-final match up of the Disney Villain's League!!!In today's episode, it's our Disnerdy Comedians division final, as Bit Playas co-star Nigel Downer and his squad Downer's Injustice Society of Sinisterlies (AKA DISS) squares off against fan favorite and Second city's own Marty Adams and his team Boogedy Nights! It's the most hilarious debate battle we have ever had in the league and should not be missed as these two hilarious combatants, go head to head in a battle of wits, skill, and smack talk.Each opponent will square off in the 5 categories of Very Evil Pets, Cruel Cronies, Very Mean Human People, Beasts and ill Tempered Animals, and Magical Meanies and Other Dead Stuff. Only the winner can advance to the prestigious Villain's League Final against the winner of the Disney Blogger division!Tune in and find out which team will advance! It's the Disney Villain's League and it's happening right here on the 199th episode of the We Like Theme Parks Podcast!

This week, we use Austin's favorite Disney movie The Hunchback of Notre Dame to talk about spirituality. Specifically, we discuss how Quasimodo, Esmeralda, and Frollo's relationships with Notre Dame inform us on their views of God. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/spoonfulofsugarpod

We hope you brought your French accent and your eggs with you this week. Does size really matter? Is it better to be loved or feared? And you will not BELIEVE the argument that earns our very first 10/10 this week. Here is a hint: protect your eggs at all cost. It is Frollo vs. Gaston in this week's face-off! Resources around supporting Romani People: http://www.romanireliefproject.org/ https://www.gypsy-traveller.org/ http://www.errc.org/ Thanks to PartyFish Media for hosting us and having us in the Network! Follow us on Instagram: instagram.com/thevillainouspod Intro/Outro Music: Composed and performed by Kristoffer Bjarke

A for Abomination, B for Blasphemy, C for Contrition. Come learn your ABCs with your favorite evil judge, Claude Frollo. We're talking croissants from Disney's The Hunchback of Notre Dame. Also in this episode: tunneling armies, Les Miserables, and Frollo > Maleficent. For recipes and photos follow us: Twitter https://twitter.com/TheBittenPod Instagram https://www.instagram.com/thebittenwordpodcast/ Support Us: Buy Me A Coffee https://www.buymeacoffee.com/thebittenpod --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/christine-parker8/support

Hey listeners! Thanks for checking out the newest episode of The Curly Mustache Podcast! Each week, we take one real-life villain and one fictional villain, talk about their histories, crimes, motives, any connections they may have, and then decide whether they could ever be redeemed with our Bowler Hat Scale. In this episode, we talk about a couple