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In this episode of The Maggie Williams Podcast, Maggie sits down with Pat Spinosa, host of the Like a Farmer podcast for a conversation that happened exactly how most great hunting stories do: on the road, with a duck hunt waiting at the end.Pat has built his platform around honoring rural America, agriculture, and the people who keep tradition alive through hard work, faith, and respect for the land. Through Like a Farmer, he shares stories from farming, hunting, sports, and music, all tied together by grit, legacy, and a deep connection to where we come from.This interview wasn't recorded in a studio. Pat stopped in while traveling to hunt, and that setting made the conversation all the more authentic. Maggie and Pat talk about the importance of storytelling in agriculture and the outdoors, preserving tradition in a modern world, and why the best conversations often happen when life is moving and the woods are calling.Find our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwFind Pat and Like A Farmer Here: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/pat_spinosa/?hl=enhttps://www.instagram.com/likeafarmerpodcast/?hl=enPodcast: https://www.instagram.com/likeafarmerpodcast/?hl=enThis episode is brought to you by Higdon Outdoors.When it comes to waterfowl gear you can trust in the field, Higdon Outdoors has been setting the standard for decades. From lifelike decoys to innovative hunting solutions, Higdon is built for hunters who demand reliability when it matters most.Use code MAGGIE at checkout to save on your next order at HigdonOutdoors.com and get geared up for your next hunt. (Code is valid for online Momarsh and Power Calls purchases as well!)  https://higdonoutdoors.comTactacam Reveal 3.0 is a next-gen trail camera with low-glow, built-in GPS, and multi-carrier connectivity — ideal for scouting game and capturing trail action with clarity and reliability. Check it out here: https://www.tactacam.com/reveal-trail-cam For all-around hunting camp or property surveillance, Tactacam Defend 360 gives you pan/tilt/zoom control over cellular — no Wi-Fi needed — so you can monitor off-grid ground from anywhere. Learn more at: https://www.tactacam.com/defend-360-cam Poncho Outdoors makes rugged, comfortable men's outdoor shirts designed for hunters and outdoorsmen. Great fit, durable fabric — perfect for a day in the field or a night around the campfire. See their full gear lineup here: https://ponchooutdoors.comIf you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week.

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Good Lord where do we even start? A week of excellent wrestling and perplexing decisions, bring frustration to Christy and quiet joy to James as NJPW drop a firework in the underpants of forward planning but offer up some banger wrestling matches. Defy genre expectation along the way. Shoma Kato continues to be cringe.

In this episode, I talk with Tara Hillebrand of Habitat Flat Kennels about her journey training gundogs — how she got started, her training philosophy, and some of the puppy do's and don'ts every dog-owner should know. Find our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwFind Tara at: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/tara.hillebrand/?hl=enTikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@tara.hillebrand?lang=enTactacam Reveal 3.0 is a next-gen trail camera with low-glow, built-in GPS, and multi-carrier connectivity — ideal for scouting game and capturing trail action with clarity and reliability. Check it out here: https://www.tactacam.com/reveal-trail-cam For all-around hunting camp or property surveillance, Tactacam Defend 360 gives you pan/tilt/zoom control over cellular — no Wi-Fi needed — so you can monitor off-grid ground from anywhere. Learn more at: https://www.tactacam.com/defend-360-cam Poncho Outdoors makes rugged, comfortable men's outdoor shirts designed for hunters and outdoorsmen. Great fit, durable fabric — perfect for a day in the field or a night around the campfire. See their full gear lineup here: https://ponchooutdoors.comIf you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week.

JoAnne’s Christmas Curse: Part 1 The Merry Misadventures of the Christmas Cursed. Based on a post by Todd 1 72, in 2 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. The Curse. JoAnne forced her way brusquely through the dense crowd toward the Thai place on the corner. Lord, she hated holiday shopping; screaming brats, the jarring sounds of ringing bells, the constant fucking "gimme, gimme, gimme" of the damn "charity" workers. As if they weren't really there to guilt you into forking over the goddamn money. And all these fucking people just kept on bumping against her, wrinkling her $2000 black skirt and jacket power suit. Didn't they have somewhere to be, didn't people work anymore? Just as she broke free of the crowd, she half-ran-into and half-plowed-over a diminutive blonde girl in some kind of Christmas outfit, sending packages skittering across the frozen ground and knocking the mini-skirted kid on her ass. Great, what the fuck was a kid doing out in the middle of the day anyway; JoAnne stopped. From the size of her boobs, this was no kid; a midget? Crap, they used something else now, like small person or some shit. The blonde glared at her through her skewed hair while she straightened her tilted elf hat for a second, then caught herself and smiled, although, honestly, it looked a little more like she was gritting her teeth. "Merry Christmas, huh?" JoAnne rolled her eyes and started to walk on. "Hey! Aren't you going to help me get all this shit picked up?" JoAnne looked over her shoulder at the flustered little blonde. "Fuck off, I'm busy" and pushed her way into the Restaurant. Finding her way to her usual seat, as she brushed her short, platinum blonde hair back, she sat and pointed at the waitress who immediately ran to the kitchen to get her order started and get her a damn drink. JoAnne pulled out her blackberry and started to pull up her emails; about 10 seconds later her system froze. Shit. The chair across from her pulled out. Without looking up, JoAnne growled. "I don't need any company, and I need space to work. Fuck off." Even with her cold demeanor, her pale skin, white blonde hair and blue eyes drew more attention than she'd ever wanted. Nothing happened. When she looked up, the tiny honey blonde from outside was leaning back in the chair, staring at her with her arms crossed under her outsized boobs. She looked a like a distinctly adult-oriented version of an elf; long blonde hair, pointy ears, a micro-miniskirt and a huge rack that barely stayed in her costume. Despite the rosy cheeks and turned up nose, though, the twinkle in her eyes looked extremely icy. JoAnne sighed. Oh well, if the little bitch wanted to be a problem, she'd have her thrown out. She started to look around for a waiter, then realized nobody was moving. Nobody at all. Inside or in the vast crowd outside. No sound. Everything was frozen. She looked back at the girl, who slowly arched her left eyebrow in an overly dramatic fashion. "Look Sister, I'd tell you not to do anything stupid, but that would be wasted effort. You can't do anything, you're stuck in that chair until I say otherwise. Elf. Christmas. Magic. Bitch." JoAnne started to protest, but her mouth simply froze as the Elf raised her hand. "Don't bother. This isn't a dream. You didn't fall and hit your head. You haven't even had a drink today yet. And it sure as fuck-all wasn't that nasty bran concoction you had for breakfast. On your salary you eat sawdust for breakfast? Fuck, eat a good breakfast and spend five more minutes on the damn elliptical." She waved her hand and JoAnne found she could speak again. "Look if you want an apology;” The Elf cut her off again "It wouldn't be sincere and you wouldn't learn a god damn thing. Don't bullshit me, Baby, I'm a whole lot older than I look. Besides, I have your file." She leaned back, reached two fingers into her ample cleavage and pulled out an ornate, gilt edged scroll, untied it and began to read over it: "Let's see; JoAnne Steadmann, age 32. No personal relationships. Wow, that sucks. You seem to have a severe case of Greed, brought on by a Self-Centered Nature and a Lack of Human Empathy, which seems to have developed around puberty;” Her voice trailed off as she read more. Then: "Damn!? You're Frigid? No Orgasms? No wonder you're a grade-A Bitch! Hell, I wouldn't wish that on anyone! Got your cherry popped in High School, but didn't enjoy it at all. And you didn't even experiment at Wellesley? Damn that's like the lickety-slit capitol of the world. You missed out on a whole lot of the sweet stuff there, Baby." JoAnne just glared at her. Whatever the hell this was about, the little blonde bitch had no right digging into her personal life. "On the bright side you're not entirely freaked out by this, and that's rarer than you think. Too many people have lost belief in Christmas magic; they can lose it completely when shit like this happens. You're pretty enough in platinum-blonde-career bitch sort of way. And, according to Records Division, you never developed any real sex aversions, so that's good;” Shaking her head, the Elf hastily re-rolled the scroll, tucked it back between her oversized boobs, then leaned forward looking intently into JoAnne's eyes. "I can fix this; but I have to follow the rules. I'm not allowed to just go around helping humanity; free will and all that shit. But I can inflict a Christmas lesson on you because you denied the True Meaning of Christmas. You were rude. To an Elf. Within the Fortnight of Christmas." JoAnne leaned back in shock. "Is this going to be one of those ghosts things? I;” The Elf shook her head "Ghosts wouldn't help you at all." She paused. "God, I love that one, it's a classic but it won't work here. I am giving you the gift of Lust. I am removing most of your inhibitions; the sexual ones anyway and 'cursing' you so that at least once a day until Midnight on Christmas Eve, you're going to find yourself in a situation that ends up in sex of some kind or other. Nothing dangerous, nothing that will destroy your life. You may end up feeling a little used and a bit humiliated, but you'll like it. Besides, a little humility would do you a lot of good, Sunshine." JoAnne felt her anger flare "Nobody uses;” And just as quickly found herself muted as the Elf stood up. "Alright, let's get this show on the road, I've got some fucking Joy to spread by the end of the day. Gimme the panties, you won't be needing them." JoAnne tried to resist, but found herself standing, reaching under her skirt and pulling off her black silk underwear and handing them over. She watched in disgust as the little Elf held them up to her nose and breathed in deeply. The Elf shook her head sadly and looked at JoAnne. "Nothing. Just Fabric softener and soap. You really are Frigid. I'm fixing that right now." She stepped over to JoAnne and reached up under her skirt. JoAnne felt the Elf's very warm hand cup her crotch. The Elf looked her in the eye "Damn. Closed up tighter than a bank vault." She rubbed her palm back and forth for a second. "Ah, there it is!" JoAnne's knees nearly gave out and she almost fell to the ground as she felt something hot surge through her whole body, but the Elf steadied her and guided her back into her seat. As Joanne watched, the Elf licked her fingertips delicately. "Much better." "That was your First Orgasm. It's been sort of stuck in the gate for a damn long time. It was a little weak from the time attenuation, so the next time it will feel better." JoAnne stiffened. "Buh, better?" "More powerful, longer." JoAnne couldn't even imagine that. The Elf continued on without really noticing JoAnne's reaction. "Here's the deal, you get a little something every day, each day gets a little more extreme and a little more intense. I've used this one a lot; it was practically standard in Vicki's day; Queen Victoria. It will be a real experience, but you can handle it. Still, if it gets to be too much, call my name three times; its 'Holly Mistletoe" and I'll pop in to help. If you really need it." Suddenly, with a sound like a balloon popping in reverse, Holly was gone and everything was in motion. The waitress rushed up with her drink; which she drank in one gulp, and her food arrived almost immediately. She managed to catch her breath and tried to act normal, although she just didn't have it in her to bitch at the waitress for being too slow like she usually did. She even caught herself leaving a much larger tip than usual. She must be shaken up. The Tattoo. JoAnne slipped into her desk; the walk back had been weird. She'd been so damn conscious of not wearing any underwear, and she normally never thought about; that. And she felt almost feverishly warm, with everybody bumping into her. She kept wondering if they somehow knew she was panty-less. Worse yet, she guiltily realized she kind of liked the idea. She had practically run by her new red-headed secretary and locked herself in the office. She started to buzz the secretary. With a start she realized she couldn't remember her secretary's name. She had just gotten rid of Samantha, the brunette; JoAnne never kept a secretary very long. She was concerned about secretaries learning too much about her; shuffling them back into the secretarial pool after 6 weeks or two big deals. What was the name of the name of the new one; thin, red hair, pixie cut, pointy nose; Lori? No. Lisa? No. Lil; Lillian. That was it. She punched the intercom on her phone. "Lillian, could you bring me a glass of water please?" A somewhat puzzled, "Yes, Ma'am," came back. Which made sense, after all, JoAnne never asked for anything, she ordered things, and she never, ever said please. Lillian quietly and efficiently brought her the water, then stepped out. As she left JoAnne watched her ass sway under her cream colored skirt. It was awfully perky and cute. JoAnne squeaked. She never, ever thought about things like that. She felt warmth growing between her thighs, more and more intense, like an itch that needed a scratch, but much, much more; personal. She shifted and tried to concentrate on work, but the only emails she had were autoreplies informing her that the recipients would be back after Christmas break. A curious tingling was growing just above her privates. She frantically pulled her skirt up and looked down. All her pubic hair was gone, except for a neatly trimmed patch just above her cunt in the shape of a holly leaf. Even more of a shock, just to the left of it was a tiny incredibly intricate tattoo of a mistletoe ball on crossed candy canes. She could just make out the words "Christmas Magic. Bitch." woven into the mistletoe. Shit. Shit. Shit. How the hell do you explain that to your gynecologist? Maybe it was one of those stick on tattoos, she could just rub it. The second she started rubbing, she knew she'd made a mistake. The feeling shot over her like arcs of electricity; she felt her lips go numb, her legs began to shake and her nipples grew achingly hard; she could make out the tips through the fabric of her blouse. She wanted to stop, she really did, but she couldn't; her fingers were playing with her lips and clit almost instantly. Without stopping, she managed to pull her skirt up around her waist and pull open her jacket and shirt. She couldn't get the fucking bra off, but while she massaged her clit she reached inside the bra and began to pinch and tweak her rock hard nipples. She was so wet that her fingers slipped inside without her even realizing it. First one, then a second. She felt her orgasm hit like a train, then a second, then a third, leaving her gasping, barely able to move in her slowly rotating chair. After a few minutes she rearranged herself into some semblance of order, although her shirt and her jacket were each missing a button. No surprise there. Still, she felt better than could ever remember feeling; relaxed, warm and comfortable. She managed to make it through the next few hours, before she decided to leave. Lillian was watching her curiously; not too surprising since she never left before 5:00. JoAnne heard herself say, "Go ahead and take a couple hours, you probably have some Christmas shopping to do or something." That got a warm smile and a "Thank you". The rest of the evening was normal, although she did finger herself; just a little; in the shower. The Package. The next morning, as JoAnne dressed for work, a number of things became obvious. First off, most of her clothing was missing; not one bra or panty was in the condominium. Even the bra she'd had on yesterday had disappeared from the hamper. There was a card sitting on the kitchen island; from Holly; advising her that she would "get those Manhattan Career Bitch costumes back later" if she still wanted them. All her severe black suits were gone as well; they were replaced with very expensive looking red silk suits of a similar type with slightly shorter skirts and sheer white silk blouses with decidedly more "decisive" necklines. Her shoes had changed too; color and about an inch more heel, although they proved surprisingly comfortable. The morning passed fairly productively; with only a couple of odd glances from Lillian. To be on the safe side, she decided to order lunch in the office, but it was almost two in the afternoon before anything happened. Lillian buzzed: "Miss, there's a bike messenger with a package; he says I can't sign for it." "Send him in." A tall, muscular, dark haired guy with a small, brightly colored box walked in. "Sorry, instructions were explicit, you'll have to sign for it." JoAnne sighed and reached for the box; as soon as she touched it, one end popped open and something fell out onto the desk. A vibrator. An enormous, brightly colored vibrator. And of course it hit right on the on/off button. She and the messenger watched it buzz around in a circle on her desktop for a long second before she grabbed it and fumbled it off. "I, uh, this friend;” "No problem. Short blonde woman; she looked like a joker, all dressed up like an elf. Had a hell of a smirk. I figured it was some kind of practical joke." JoAnne watched his firm ass as he left. Lillian followed her gaze as he walked out. "Just want to bite that and hang on." Instead of admonishing her to be more professional, JoAnne found herself nodding and smiling like an idiot. She suddenly caught herself, then hastily shut the door and retreated to her office. The vibrator stared at her from the center of her desk. It was red and white striped, of course. About 8 inches long, had little gumdrop-like rubber nobs all over it and a bullet like tip of gold metal. She decided to stick it in a desk drawer. Another mistake. As soon as she picked it up, the tingling between her thighs began again, and she couldn't physically put the vibrator down. She reached with her empty hand and clicked the intercom on the phone. "Lillian. Hold my calls." "Yes, Miss." There was something in Lillian's voice, but JoAnne realized she didn't have time to deal with it; the tingling was so intense it was almost painful; and she felt like she was suffocating in her suit; it seemed like her clothes were lined with lead weights. She fumbled her skirt off and opened her blouse and shirt, exposing her tits to the cool office air. Her nipples were standing out like fucking spikes and she could feel wetness between her thighs. Good Lord. Her pussy was absolutely dripping. JoAnne clicked on the vibrator and began to run the tip over her excited nipples. She moaned loudly; it was a damn good thing the office was soundproof. Fuck, that felt amazing. She licked her fingers and got her nipples really wet so they stiffened even more with the cold and the vibrator. Damn, how long could they get? Her breath was coming in short pants as she slumped in the chair, and hooked each leg over a chair arm, spreading herself wide open. "Fah-Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Pinching her nipples with her free hand she ran the vibrator all over her inner thighs, eliciting more hot juice from an already wide open and steaming pussy. When she couldn't wait any longer, she began to run the tip of the vibrator over her pussy lips; she planned to do it for a while, but when the tip hit her swollen clit, she spilled over into orgasm, screaming as quietly as she could. "Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes!" As the spasms died away she meant to put the vibrator down and get dressed but her hands seemed to have minds of their own, her free hand spread her pussy lips wide open while she danced the vibrator in and out, just an inch or so; then she plunged it into the gaping hole, screaming loudly as the orgasms exploded through her. Even then, as she pulled the wet shaft out of herself, her hand seemed to slip and the tip slipped down below her cunt, resting against her asshole. The vibrations felt good. Surprisingly good; almost; she felt another orgasm building. This time she did it; she began to frantically rub her clit with her free hand while she gently pushed the tip of the vibrator into her ass. By the time this orgasm settled, she realized had three fingers up her twat and had shoved the vibrator into her ass almost four inches. Still though, she felt in command enough to stop. She switched off the vibrator and shakily dressed herself, thanking God for soundproofing. After she caught her breath, she dropped the vibrator into her purse and clicked the intercom. "Lillian, you, uh, can resume forwarding my calls." "Yes, Miss." Very definitely a smile in her voice. Fuck her, all she could do would be to spread rumors, and if she did she would be back in the secretarial pool without the executive bonus pay. The rest of the day passed quietly and she decided that on her way out she would feel out if Lillian was going to say anything. As she stepped out the door she watched the cute redhead suppress a wicked little smile. "Lillian, I thought it would be a good idea;” Lillian intercepted the thought "...to remind me that secretaries do not discuss their bosses activities with anyone at all. It's in the confidentiality agreement we sign when we get sent up from the pool." At first JoAnne was appalled that Lillian would cut in like that, but she decided to try to be nice; a very different tack for her. "Umm, yeah. I just didn't want any rumors to, you know, start." Lillian smiled mischievously. "I won't say anything to anyone, but maybe next time you might want to completely shut your blinds. And maybe turn off the intercom. Luckily, I was on headset. I don't mind sharing, yesterday sounded great. Today sounded exquisite and looked even better; but if you want privacy;” JoAnne stared at the communication window to the office; it was open nearly a foot. She was sure it had been closed yesterday; and she was the only one with a remote for it. Even the intercom could only be turned on from inside the office. She must have left it on when she; she began to turn bright red, then raced from the office. The Glass Elevator. The next day was Saturday, her only real day off this week; Sunday was a teleconference with Japan from the office, so she had to go in. She stayed burrowed into her bed almost until noon; she just couldn't figure out what to do about the office. If she stayed in her apartment, she might end up masturbating, but at least she would be doing it without an audience. Just the thought of Lillian listening to her and watching her made her feel; uncomfortable, but somehow it didn't feel as bad as it should have, which worried her even more. She finally had to get out of bed to pee; and of course, her pajamas had disappeared overnight. She went to put on a robe at least, but the only thing in the apartment was a red skirt and white shirt combo that looked like they might be made of tissue paper, and a dark red overcoat, a bit too warm for the apartment, but suitable for the snow outside. And of course, red fuck-me shoes. After a moment of irritation she pulled on the skirt and shirt; she might as well have been walking around topless for all the shirt covered her tits, and the skirt was about one centimeter below her ass cheeks. She went over to the refrigerator; not one stick of food. Damn. Her phone battery was dead; she'd apparently forgotten to plug it in. By the time she lifted the receiver on her house phone, she wasn't surprised to find the line dead. She sat down in her easy chair and turned on the TV. She would just wait it out; the phone line would be back soon. Four hours later, with her stomach complaining, and only cooking shows on, she gave up. If she just zipped downstairs, she could grab some food at one of the trendy-take out joints and be back up in fifteen minutes. She looked in the mirror. A class A slut stared back at her; nipples obvious through the shirt, skirt so short it should be illegal. Looked kind of yummy in a way though. She grabbed the bulky wool overcoat and buttoned it completely. Key card. Wallet. She headed out. The internal elevators were out, so she took the glass elevator on the outside of the building; she could see the whole city; the crowds of people looking up at the elevator as it came down. It didn't take long to get her Cuban sandwich and head back. Which was good, the coat was a little warm, even with snowy weather. As she neared the elevator, she heard a familiar voice. "Trying to hide, today?" JoAnne whirled. Holly was perched on a concrete stanchion toying with an oversize Santa hat. JoAnne started to speak, but a wave of Holly's hand cut her off mute. "Take the hat, you'll need it." JoAnne grabbed the hat; and with the same odd reverse pop, Holly simply vanished. JoAnne sprinted for the elevator; this couldn't be good. Get home. Get home. Get; The now familiar tingling almost overwhelmed her, as the elevator door closed. JoAnne jammed the oversize hat on her head and slipped a hand inside the overcoat to push the skirt up and found; nothing. No skirt, no shirt; her clothes had evaporated. She couldn't stop to fight it; she began fingering herself furiously, three fingers slipping into her hole almost instantly. As the elevator crept up, she realized her coat was evaporating like smoke. She felt tears form as the elevator ground to a halt just three floors up; she was fully visible to the crowd. A crazy naked woman, masturbating in an elevator, wearing nothing but a hat! A hat, she was relieved to note, that obscured her hair and face completely. People were stopping to stare; to her horror, she realized she liked it; hell, she loved it! A middle-aged man pulled out a cell phone and snapped her picture as she managed to fit a fourth finger up her gaping pussy. Hot cunt juice flowed over JoAnne’s hand; she began to cum, over, and over; thinking about all those people watching her. At some point, the elevator began to move upward; just in time as an old lady dragged the building's doorman around to see. Snow thickened around the building, obscuring the ascending elevator. It stopped a floor below hers and refused to move further. She grabbed her purse and food and crept up the stairs; the security camera lights were dark; probably thanks to Holly. JoAnne managed to slip into her apartment, although she had had to hide in the stairwell while three people walked by. Once in her apartment, she collapsed on the bed, just in time to hear her email ping on the computer. She almost ignored it, but the timing. The email was from NaughtyList@northpole.org; and it was a video entitled; "Mystery woman puts on Christmas show." With a sinking heart, she opened the file and watched herself masturbating in front of hundreds of men and women, wearing just a Santa hat. According to the file, nearly 500,000 people had watched the video. Half a million people watching her? This time, she was pretty sure it wasn't Elf magic, but either way, she spent the next hour with her new vibrator buried in her pussy, pumping it like a jack hammer. She wasn't sure how many orgasms she had; one helluva lot. She managed to eat her food, then sank into a deep sleep. Video Tele Conference. Sunday morning, JoAnne woke late, and ended up rushing to the office; the red outfits were miraculously back, although she noticed the skirts were shorter. She decided on a businesslike demeanor. Ignore everything with Lillian. Blame it on medication; if she had to. By the time she arrived, a harassed-looking Lillian was already there, clicking cables into position. "Thank god you're here. The main video teleconference is down, so I'd setting up your desk so you can have both slides and video feed. The partners have called three times already. We are good on this end, but Japan is having problems with dual video. They will be able to hear you, but only see the slides and the video, not you. The partners will be listening in on the phone." JoAnne slipped into her chair, just in time to hear the chime of the video teleconference, coming on line. "Mister Nakamura;” her foot kicked a cable and the video feed went dark. She signaled to Lillian while she continued her spiel. Lillian looked under the desk, grabbed some tape and crawled under. After a few mumbled curses from Lillian, the video feed from Japan came back on. JoAnne started to push her chair back, to let Lillian out, but the video flickered again and she felt Lillian pull her back. A few seconds later, Lillian pushed a note into her hand. "Your chair hooked on cables, if you push back, lose whole Video Tele Conference." JoAnne finished her spiel, then turned on the 40 minute auto presentation, and muted her own audio. "Okay, it's on autopilot. And mute." Lillian pushed her head up on JoAnne's thigh and eyed the control critically "Good, it really is on mute. You haven't had a good track record with mute lately, just wanted to check. The chair clipped a wire, I will replace it tomorrow; but don't try to push back right now, or the Video Conference will go down for good, I wouldn't be able to reroute without a whole new set of cables. You seem stressed." JoAnne sighed. "You have no idea." "I can fix that." JoAnne started to respond, but Lillian's meaning became clear as she spread JoAnne's knees apart and began to settle in between them. JoAnne tried to resist, but her thighs seemed to drift even further apart on their own, and she even lifted as Lillian unzipped her skirt and slid it off. JoAnne stopped even trying to resist, just leaning back and letting Lillian's quick and talented tongue slide her up one orgasm after another. Lillian had slid her own clothes off and was fingering herself as she ate JoAnne. Lillian seemed to orgasm in time with her. After a few minutes, JoAnne heard Lillian's fingers pumping in and out of her hot wet tunnel. All too soon, the auto-play pinged and JoAnne had to return to her speech, although Lillian continued tonguing her gently throughout. The response to the presentation was more than good; the order from Japan was at least three times larger than she had anticipated in her best case scenario, so it was no surprise when the partners called her, and told her to come on down to the office. After one more good cum, she untangled herself from the desk, the chair, and Lillian. "Look, I have to go down there;” Lillian smiled cheerfully, but with a wicked edge "It's okay; I have to go to a family thing anyway. At least now it will be easier to put up with. By the way, I love your ‘lawn and landscaping’; and that is the cutest little tattoo; I never heard you like Christmas that much." She gave JoAnne a warm kiss; which tasted of candy canes. As JoAnne Walked out, she could hear Lillian putting things up; and whistling a cheery Christmas tune. The meeting with the partners went particularly well; and Robert, the older brother; commented that he had never seen her more relaxed and in control. That night she fell asleep, wondering what it would be like to return the favor to Lillian; while she used her now-indispensable vibrator on herself. Hard Dictation. The next morning, in the shower, JoAnne realized her little tuft of designer pubic hair hadn't grown out at all; in fact, it looked kind of, well, glittery, like gold glitter along the edges of the naughty holly leaf. All the red clothes were still there, although the skirts seemed even shorter, and there were little emerald holly pins on each lapel. As she picked up her purse, she found a small scroll on top. In shining gilt letters it said: "Sometimes it is better to give, than receive. Be sure to give a Lil' something." JoAnne actually smiled at the blunt hint, as if she hadn't been thinking about Lillian already. She was waking up hornier every damn morning. Still though, the office was mayhem; frantic arrangements to make sure the Japan orders were completed on time, after action reports and a hasty lunch meeting with the partners combined to keep her from even talking to Lillian for more than a second or two, and that about work. Just as she sat down at her desk from the lunch meeting, the intercom buzzed. "Messenger service again, Miss." "Send him in." The same bike messenger walked in, carrying another Holiday package. Even though she knew the package would pop open, she didn't bother to try to stop it. She had a suspicion that if she tried to stop the Elf curse, it would up the ante. He held the box over the desk, and suddenly the bottom flaps dropped open, of their own doing. This time, the packages contents hit the desk with a thud, and didn't move. Some kind of black leather belt contraption, attached to a huge candy-cane striped dildo. She rolled her eyes "My friend is a little;” "Smart ass? Yeah, the little blonde chick, in some kind of Christmas elf get up; kept giggling to herself." "Just like last time" JoAnne presumed. "I'll take your word on that." As he left, JoAnne watched his muscular ass, and puzzled over his words. He'd been there, how often? To vibrators falling out of packages, anyway? After he left, she grinned wickedly; give a Lil' something? She had just the thing. She tucked it into her top drawer. Then cleared the top of her desk off completely. "Lillian? I need you to come in; and take dictation for me." "Yes, Miss Steadmann." Lillian entered. "Your schedule is cleared until tomorrow morning, Miss JoAnne. Both your afternoon appointments just called in and cancelled." JoAnne glanced at the closed office door. Locked, and the blinds were fully closed. She stood up and looked out the office window into the flurries. "Lillian, we need to talk about a performance reward." "Actually, I'm maxed out this year; I was on the CBN team earlier this year. I can't get any more cash awards until next year. JoAnne turned around and backed Lillian up against the desk. "That isn't exactly what I had in mind." Pinning Lillian against the desk, Joanne kissed her hungrily, forcing her tongue into Lillian's mouth. She had Lillian's skirt unzipped and dropped to the floor and her blouse and bra off in seconds. She gently pressed Lillian back until the blonde girl was lying back on the desk, clad in only a mint green thong. JoAnne slid the thong down Lillian's long legs, eyeing Lillian's obviously wet cunt, with its little topping of strawberry blonde hair. Without thinking, she brought the panties to her face and breathed in deeply. They were filled with a musky, heady scent that made her mouth water. She looked right into Lillian's eyes and said, "Aren't you just a horny little thing!" Lillian let her legs fall open. "You have no idea;” "I can fix that." She dropped the thong onto the skirt and slid in between Lillian's creamy thighs, dropping her own skirt and jacket as she did so. She didn't hesitate at all; her mouth closed over Lillian's swollen pink pussy and she began to tongue and suck with abandon. She must have been doing something right, because Lillian's sighs turned to moans; then outright screams of ecstasy. JoAnne also fingered herself to orgasm, and only after Lillian had practically passed out, did she let up. Lillian breathed heavily, "God, that was fucking fantastic!" JoAnne reached into her drawer, and pulled out the strap-on dildo; and slipped the straps on while Lillian watched wide-eyed. "Your reward isn't over; yet." Despite the very thick size of the rubber red and white, spiral–striped cock, Lillian was so wet, it slipped into her easily. JoAnne began to thrust slowly in and out. "You like that?" Lillian breathed in deeply, then brought her legs up around JoAnne’s ass, "Yes. But; you can do it harder if you want." JoAnne thrust deeper and faster. Lillian hissed and grabbed JoAnne's tits, in a tight grip. "God, yes. Harder; please; harder" JoAnne began to really pump hard, Lillian seemed to have no problem taking in the big fake cock. "Fuck. Yeah. Give it to me. Harder. Harder. Harder!" JoAnne began to slam it into her as hard as she could. Lillian began to make a weird keening sound. "Don't fucking stop. Oh fuck. Don't stop. Please don't stop!" Just as JoAnne was sure her legs were going to give out, Lillian's eyes shot open, and she arched her back and screamed incredibly loud. JoAnne felt a huge gush of hot pussy juice squirt around the dildo and drench her. Lillian collapsed so suddenly she slid off the giant dildo. "Holy. Shit." As JoAnne slid the strap-on off, Lillian rolled over onto her stomach obviously trying to marshal the strength to get up. JoAnne eyed her perky ass; particularly the little pink asshole. She was almost ready to reach for the strap-on when the phone rang. Lillian grabbed the phone without getting up. "JoAnne Steadmann's office. Lillian speaking. Uh huh, yes;” As Lillian talked on the phone, JoAnne reached down and parted her ass cheeks. She knew she shouldn't but she just couldn't resist bending over and tonguing the little pink rosebud. Lillian squirmed, but didn't try to get away; in fact she brought her knees up a little to help JoAnne. After she had the little pink asshole dripping with saliva, she continued tonguing while gently inserted her forefinger and began to pump it gently in and out. Lillian was slowly thrusting her ass back on the finger and into her face while talking on the phone. But as soon as she finished the phone call, she came up on all fours and began fucking her ass back against JoAnne's face and finger, grinding until she came. This time when they broke apart, she slid to the other side of the desk, eyeing JoAnne warily, but with a wide smile. "Okay, you're just plain kinky. And something about you just turns my inner slut on full power. Still, we have to stop; you have a meeting in 30 minutes. You'd better wash your face and get dressed." Scowling and smiling at the same time, JoAnne struggled into her clothes as did Lillian. Still, Lillian was absolutely glowing, and walking a little slowly, which made JoAnne smile. The meeting lasted until well after business closing, so Lillian was gone when she went back to get her purse and coat. But the mint green thong was carefully arranged in the middle of JoAnne's desk; with a candy cane sitting on it. To be continued in part 2. Based on a post by Todd 1 72, in 2 parts, for Literotica.

JoAnne’s Christmas Curse: Part 1 The Merry Misadventures of the Christmas Cursed. Based on a post by Todd 1 72, in 2 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. The Curse. JoAnne forced her way brusquely through the dense crowd toward the Thai place on the corner. Lord, she hated holiday shopping; screaming brats, the jarring sounds of ringing bells, the constant fucking "gimme, gimme, gimme" of the damn "charity" workers. As if they weren't really there to guilt you into forking over the goddamn money. And all these fucking people just kept on bumping against her, wrinkling her $2000 black skirt and jacket power suit. Didn't they have somewhere to be, didn't people work anymore? Just as she broke free of the crowd, she half-ran-into and half-plowed-over a diminutive blonde girl in some kind of Christmas outfit, sending packages skittering across the frozen ground and knocking the mini-skirted kid on her ass. Great, what the fuck was a kid doing out in the middle of the day anyway; JoAnne stopped. From the size of her boobs, this was no kid; a midget? Crap, they used something else now, like small person or some shit. The blonde glared at her through her skewed hair while she straightened her tilted elf hat for a second, then caught herself and smiled, although, honestly, it looked a little more like she was gritting her teeth. "Merry Christmas, huh?" JoAnne rolled her eyes and started to walk on. "Hey! Aren't you going to help me get all this shit picked up?" JoAnne looked over her shoulder at the flustered little blonde. "Fuck off, I'm busy" and pushed her way into the Restaurant. Finding her way to her usual seat, as she brushed her short, platinum blonde hair back, she sat and pointed at the waitress who immediately ran to the kitchen to get her order started and get her a damn drink. JoAnne pulled out her blackberry and started to pull up her emails; about 10 seconds later her system froze. Shit. The chair across from her pulled out. Without looking up, JoAnne growled. "I don't need any company, and I need space to work. Fuck off." Even with her cold demeanor, her pale skin, white blonde hair and blue eyes drew more attention than she'd ever wanted. Nothing happened. When she looked up, the tiny honey blonde from outside was leaning back in the chair, staring at her with her arms crossed under her outsized boobs. She looked a like a distinctly adult-oriented version of an elf; long blonde hair, pointy ears, a micro-miniskirt and a huge rack that barely stayed in her costume. Despite the rosy cheeks and turned up nose, though, the twinkle in her eyes looked extremely icy. JoAnne sighed. Oh well, if the little bitch wanted to be a problem, she'd have her thrown out. She started to look around for a waiter, then realized nobody was moving. Nobody at all. Inside or in the vast crowd outside. No sound. Everything was frozen. She looked back at the girl, who slowly arched her left eyebrow in an overly dramatic fashion. "Look Sister, I'd tell you not to do anything stupid, but that would be wasted effort. You can't do anything, you're stuck in that chair until I say otherwise. Elf. Christmas. Magic. Bitch." JoAnne started to protest, but her mouth simply froze as the Elf raised her hand. "Don't bother. This isn't a dream. You didn't fall and hit your head. You haven't even had a drink today yet. And it sure as fuck-all wasn't that nasty bran concoction you had for breakfast. On your salary you eat sawdust for breakfast? Fuck, eat a good breakfast and spend five more minutes on the damn elliptical." She waved her hand and JoAnne found she could speak again. "Look if you want an apology;” The Elf cut her off again "It wouldn't be sincere and you wouldn't learn a god damn thing. Don't bullshit me, Baby, I'm a whole lot older than I look. Besides, I have your file." She leaned back, reached two fingers into her ample cleavage and pulled out an ornate, gilt edged scroll, untied it and began to read over it: "Let's see; JoAnne Steadmann, age 32. No personal relationships. Wow, that sucks. You seem to have a severe case of Greed, brought on by a Self-Centered Nature and a Lack of Human Empathy, which seems to have developed around puberty;” Her voice trailed off as she read more. Then: "Damn!? You're Frigid? No Orgasms? No wonder you're a grade-A Bitch! Hell, I wouldn't wish that on anyone! Got your cherry popped in High School, but didn't enjoy it at all. And you didn't even experiment at Wellesley? Damn that's like the lickety-slit capitol of the world. You missed out on a whole lot of the sweet stuff there, Baby." JoAnne just glared at her. Whatever the hell this was about, the little blonde bitch had no right digging into her personal life. "On the bright side you're not entirely freaked out by this, and that's rarer than you think. Too many people have lost belief in Christmas magic; they can lose it completely when shit like this happens. You're pretty enough in platinum-blonde-career bitch sort of way. And, according to Records Division, you never developed any real sex aversions, so that's good;” Shaking her head, the Elf hastily re-rolled the scroll, tucked it back between her oversized boobs, then leaned forward looking intently into JoAnne's eyes. "I can fix this; but I have to follow the rules. I'm not allowed to just go around helping humanity; free will and all that shit. But I can inflict a Christmas lesson on you because you denied the True Meaning of Christmas. You were rude. To an Elf. Within the Fortnight of Christmas." JoAnne leaned back in shock. "Is this going to be one of those ghosts things? I;” The Elf shook her head "Ghosts wouldn't help you at all." She paused. "God, I love that one, it's a classic but it won't work here. I am giving you the gift of Lust. I am removing most of your inhibitions; the sexual ones anyway and 'cursing' you so that at least once a day until Midnight on Christmas Eve, you're going to find yourself in a situation that ends up in sex of some kind or other. Nothing dangerous, nothing that will destroy your life. You may end up feeling a little used and a bit humiliated, but you'll like it. Besides, a little humility would do you a lot of good, Sunshine." JoAnne felt her anger flare "Nobody uses;” And just as quickly found herself muted as the Elf stood up. "Alright, let's get this show on the road, I've got some fucking Joy to spread by the end of the day. Gimme the panties, you won't be needing them." JoAnne tried to resist, but found herself standing, reaching under her skirt and pulling off her black silk underwear and handing them over. She watched in disgust as the little Elf held them up to her nose and breathed in deeply. The Elf shook her head sadly and looked at JoAnne. "Nothing. Just Fabric softener and soap. You really are Frigid. I'm fixing that right now." She stepped over to JoAnne and reached up under her skirt. JoAnne felt the Elf's very warm hand cup her crotch. The Elf looked her in the eye "Damn. Closed up tighter than a bank vault." She rubbed her palm back and forth for a second. "Ah, there it is!" JoAnne's knees nearly gave out and she almost fell to the ground as she felt something hot surge through her whole body, but the Elf steadied her and guided her back into her seat. As Joanne watched, the Elf licked her fingertips delicately. "Much better." "That was your First Orgasm. It's been sort of stuck in the gate for a damn long time. It was a little weak from the time attenuation, so the next time it will feel better." JoAnne stiffened. "Buh, better?" "More powerful, longer." JoAnne couldn't even imagine that. The Elf continued on without really noticing JoAnne's reaction. "Here's the deal, you get a little something every day, each day gets a little more extreme and a little more intense. I've used this one a lot; it was practically standard in Vicki's day; Queen Victoria. It will be a real experience, but you can handle it. Still, if it gets to be too much, call my name three times; its 'Holly Mistletoe" and I'll pop in to help. If you really need it." Suddenly, with a sound like a balloon popping in reverse, Holly was gone and everything was in motion. The waitress rushed up with her drink; which she drank in one gulp, and her food arrived almost immediately. She managed to catch her breath and tried to act normal, although she just didn't have it in her to bitch at the waitress for being too slow like she usually did. She even caught herself leaving a much larger tip than usual. She must be shaken up. The Tattoo. JoAnne slipped into her desk; the walk back had been weird. She'd been so damn conscious of not wearing any underwear, and she normally never thought about; that. And she felt almost feverishly warm, with everybody bumping into her. She kept wondering if they somehow knew she was panty-less. Worse yet, she guiltily realized she kind of liked the idea. She had practically run by her new red-headed secretary and locked herself in the office. She started to buzz the secretary. With a start she realized she couldn't remember her secretary's name. She had just gotten rid of Samantha, the brunette; JoAnne never kept a secretary very long. She was concerned about secretaries learning too much about her; shuffling them back into the secretarial pool after 6 weeks or two big deals. What was the name of the name of the new one; thin, red hair, pixie cut, pointy nose; Lori? No. Lisa? No. Lil; Lillian. That was it. She punched the intercom on her phone. "Lillian, could you bring me a glass of water please?" A somewhat puzzled, "Yes, Ma'am," came back. Which made sense, after all, JoAnne never asked for anything, she ordered things, and she never, ever said please. Lillian quietly and efficiently brought her the water, then stepped out. As she left JoAnne watched her ass sway under her cream colored skirt. It was awfully perky and cute. JoAnne squeaked. She never, ever thought about things like that. She felt warmth growing between her thighs, more and more intense, like an itch that needed a scratch, but much, much more; personal. She shifted and tried to concentrate on work, but the only emails she had were autoreplies informing her that the recipients would be back after Christmas break. A curious tingling was growing just above her privates. She frantically pulled her skirt up and looked down. All her pubic hair was gone, except for a neatly trimmed patch just above her cunt in the shape of a holly leaf. Even more of a shock, just to the left of it was a tiny incredibly intricate tattoo of a mistletoe ball on crossed candy canes. She could just make out the words "Christmas Magic. Bitch." woven into the mistletoe. Shit. Shit. Shit. How the hell do you explain that to your gynecologist? Maybe it was one of those stick on tattoos, she could just rub it. The second she started rubbing, she knew she'd made a mistake. The feeling shot over her like arcs of electricity; she felt her lips go numb, her legs began to shake and her nipples grew achingly hard; she could make out the tips through the fabric of her blouse. She wanted to stop, she really did, but she couldn't; her fingers were playing with her lips and clit almost instantly. Without stopping, she managed to pull her skirt up around her waist and pull open her jacket and shirt. She couldn't get the fucking bra off, but while she massaged her clit she reached inside the bra and began to pinch and tweak her rock hard nipples. She was so wet that her fingers slipped inside without her even realizing it. First one, then a second. She felt her orgasm hit like a train, then a second, then a third, leaving her gasping, barely able to move in her slowly rotating chair. After a few minutes she rearranged herself into some semblance of order, although her shirt and her jacket were each missing a button. No surprise there. Still, she felt better than could ever remember feeling; relaxed, warm and comfortable. She managed to make it through the next few hours, before she decided to leave. Lillian was watching her curiously; not too surprising since she never left before 5:00. JoAnne heard herself say, "Go ahead and take a couple hours, you probably have some Christmas shopping to do or something." That got a warm smile and a "Thank you". The rest of the evening was normal, although she did finger herself; just a little; in the shower. The Package. The next morning, as JoAnne dressed for work, a number of things became obvious. First off, most of her clothing was missing; not one bra or panty was in the condominium. Even the bra she'd had on yesterday had disappeared from the hamper. There was a card sitting on the kitchen island; from Holly; advising her that she would "get those Manhattan Career Bitch costumes back later" if she still wanted them. All her severe black suits were gone as well; they were replaced with very expensive looking red silk suits of a similar type with slightly shorter skirts and sheer white silk blouses with decidedly more "decisive" necklines. Her shoes had changed too; color and about an inch more heel, although they proved surprisingly comfortable. The morning passed fairly productively; with only a couple of odd glances from Lillian. To be on the safe side, she decided to order lunch in the office, but it was almost two in the afternoon before anything happened. Lillian buzzed: "Miss, there's a bike messenger with a package; he says I can't sign for it." "Send him in." A tall, muscular, dark haired guy with a small, brightly colored box walked in. "Sorry, instructions were explicit, you'll have to sign for it." JoAnne sighed and reached for the box; as soon as she touched it, one end popped open and something fell out onto the desk. A vibrator. An enormous, brightly colored vibrator. And of course it hit right on the on/off button. She and the messenger watched it buzz around in a circle on her desktop for a long second before she grabbed it and fumbled it off. "I, uh, this friend;” "No problem. Short blonde woman; she looked like a joker, all dressed up like an elf. Had a hell of a smirk. I figured it was some kind of practical joke." JoAnne watched his firm ass as he left. Lillian followed her gaze as he walked out. "Just want to bite that and hang on." Instead of admonishing her to be more professional, JoAnne found herself nodding and smiling like an idiot. She suddenly caught herself, then hastily shut the door and retreated to her office. The vibrator stared at her from the center of her desk. It was red and white striped, of course. About 8 inches long, had little gumdrop-like rubber nobs all over it and a bullet like tip of gold metal. She decided to stick it in a desk drawer. Another mistake. As soon as she picked it up, the tingling between her thighs began again, and she couldn't physically put the vibrator down. She reached with her empty hand and clicked the intercom on the phone. "Lillian. Hold my calls." "Yes, Miss." There was something in Lillian's voice, but JoAnne realized she didn't have time to deal with it; the tingling was so intense it was almost painful; and she felt like she was suffocating in her suit; it seemed like her clothes were lined with lead weights. She fumbled her skirt off and opened her blouse and shirt, exposing her tits to the cool office air. Her nipples were standing out like fucking spikes and she could feel wetness between her thighs. Good Lord. Her pussy was absolutely dripping. JoAnne clicked on the vibrator and began to run the tip over her excited nipples. She moaned loudly; it was a damn good thing the office was soundproof. Fuck, that felt amazing. She licked her fingers and got her nipples really wet so they stiffened even more with the cold and the vibrator. Damn, how long could they get? Her breath was coming in short pants as she slumped in the chair, and hooked each leg over a chair arm, spreading herself wide open. "Fah-Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Pinching her nipples with her free hand she ran the vibrator all over her inner thighs, eliciting more hot juice from an already wide open and steaming pussy. When she couldn't wait any longer, she began to run the tip of the vibrator over her pussy lips; she planned to do it for a while, but when the tip hit her swollen clit, she spilled over into orgasm, screaming as quietly as she could. "Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes!" As the spasms died away she meant to put the vibrator down and get dressed but her hands seemed to have minds of their own, her free hand spread her pussy lips wide open while she danced the vibrator in and out, just an inch or so; then she plunged it into the gaping hole, screaming loudly as the orgasms exploded through her. Even then, as she pulled the wet shaft out of herself, her hand seemed to slip and the tip slipped down below her cunt, resting against her asshole. The vibrations felt good. Surprisingly good; almost; she felt another orgasm building. This time she did it; she began to frantically rub her clit with her free hand while she gently pushed the tip of the vibrator into her ass. By the time this orgasm settled, she realized had three fingers up her twat and had shoved the vibrator into her ass almost four inches. Still though, she felt in command enough to stop. She switched off the vibrator and shakily dressed herself, thanking God for soundproofing. After she caught her breath, she dropped the vibrator into her purse and clicked the intercom. "Lillian, you, uh, can resume forwarding my calls." "Yes, Miss." Very definitely a smile in her voice. Fuck her, all she could do would be to spread rumors, and if she did she would be back in the secretarial pool without the executive bonus pay. The rest of the day passed quietly and she decided that on her way out she would feel out if Lillian was going to say anything. As she stepped out the door she watched the cute redhead suppress a wicked little smile. "Lillian, I thought it would be a good idea;” Lillian intercepted the thought "...to remind me that secretaries do not discuss their bosses activities with anyone at all. It's in the confidentiality agreement we sign when we get sent up from the pool." At first JoAnne was appalled that Lillian would cut in like that, but she decided to try to be nice; a very different tack for her. "Umm, yeah. I just didn't want any rumors to, you know, start." Lillian smiled mischievously. "I won't say anything to anyone, but maybe next time you might want to completely shut your blinds. And maybe turn off the intercom. Luckily, I was on headset. I don't mind sharing, yesterday sounded great. Today sounded exquisite and looked even better; but if you want privacy;” JoAnne stared at the communication window to the office; it was open nearly a foot. She was sure it had been closed yesterday; and she was the only one with a remote for it. Even the intercom could only be turned on from inside the office. She must have left it on when she; she began to turn bright red, then raced from the office. The Glass Elevator. The next day was Saturday, her only real day off this week; Sunday was a teleconference with Japan from the office, so she had to go in. She stayed burrowed into her bed almost until noon; she just couldn't figure out what to do about the office. If she stayed in her apartment, she might end up masturbating, but at least she would be doing it without an audience. Just the thought of Lillian listening to her and watching her made her feel; uncomfortable, but somehow it didn't feel as bad as it should have, which worried her even more. She finally had to get out of bed to pee; and of course, her pajamas had disappeared overnight. She went to put on a robe at least, but the only thing in the apartment was a red skirt and white shirt combo that looked like they might be made of tissue paper, and a dark red overcoat, a bit too warm for the apartment, but suitable for the snow outside. And of course, red fuck-me shoes. After a moment of irritation she pulled on the skirt and shirt; she might as well have been walking around topless for all the shirt covered her tits, and the skirt was about one centimeter below her ass cheeks. She went over to the refrigerator; not one stick of food. Damn. Her phone battery was dead; she'd apparently forgotten to plug it in. By the time she lifted the receiver on her house phone, she wasn't surprised to find the line dead. She sat down in her easy chair and turned on the TV. She would just wait it out; the phone line would be back soon. Four hours later, with her stomach complaining, and only cooking shows on, she gave up. If she just zipped downstairs, she could grab some food at one of the trendy-take out joints and be back up in fifteen minutes. She looked in the mirror. A class A slut stared back at her; nipples obvious through the shirt, skirt so short it should be illegal. Looked kind of yummy in a way though. She grabbed the bulky wool overcoat and buttoned it completely. Key card. Wallet. She headed out. The internal elevators were out, so she took the glass elevator on the outside of the building; she could see the whole city; the crowds of people looking up at the elevator as it came down. It didn't take long to get her Cuban sandwich and head back. Which was good, the coat was a little warm, even with snowy weather. As she neared the elevator, she heard a familiar voice. "Trying to hide, today?" JoAnne whirled. Holly was perched on a concrete stanchion toying with an oversize Santa hat. JoAnne started to speak, but a wave of Holly's hand cut her off mute. "Take the hat, you'll need it." JoAnne grabbed the hat; and with the same odd reverse pop, Holly simply vanished. JoAnne sprinted for the elevator; this couldn't be good. Get home. Get home. Get; The now familiar tingling almost overwhelmed her, as the elevator door closed. JoAnne jammed the oversize hat on her head and slipped a hand inside the overcoat to push the skirt up and found; nothing. No skirt, no shirt; her clothes had evaporated. She couldn't stop to fight it; she began fingering herself furiously, three fingers slipping into her hole almost instantly. As the elevator crept up, she realized her coat was evaporating like smoke. She felt tears form as the elevator ground to a halt just three floors up; she was fully visible to the crowd. A crazy naked woman, masturbating in an elevator, wearing nothing but a hat! A hat, she was relieved to note, that obscured her hair and face completely. People were stopping to stare; to her horror, she realized she liked it; hell, she loved it! A middle-aged man pulled out a cell phone and snapped her picture as she managed to fit a fourth finger up her gaping pussy. Hot cunt juice flowed over JoAnne’s hand; she began to cum, over, and over; thinking about all those people watching her. At some point, the elevator began to move upward; just in time as an old lady dragged the building's doorman around to see. Snow thickened around the building, obscuring the ascending elevator. It stopped a floor below hers and refused to move further. She grabbed her purse and food and crept up the stairs; the security camera lights were dark; probably thanks to Holly. JoAnne managed to slip into her apartment, although she had had to hide in the stairwell while three people walked by. Once in her apartment, she collapsed on the bed, just in time to hear her email ping on the computer. She almost ignored it, but the timing. The email was from NaughtyList@northpole.org; and it was a video entitled; "Mystery woman puts on Christmas show." With a sinking heart, she opened the file and watched herself masturbating in front of hundreds of men and women, wearing just a Santa hat. According to the file, nearly 500,000 people had watched the video. Half a million people watching her? This time, she was pretty sure it wasn't Elf magic, but either way, she spent the next hour with her new vibrator buried in her pussy, pumping it like a jack hammer. She wasn't sure how many orgasms she had; one helluva lot. She managed to eat her food, then sank into a deep sleep. Video Tele Conference. Sunday morning, JoAnne woke late, and ended up rushing to the office; the red outfits were miraculously back, although she noticed the skirts were shorter. She decided on a businesslike demeanor. Ignore everything with Lillian. Blame it on medication; if she had to. By the time she arrived, a harassed-looking Lillian was already there, clicking cables into position. "Thank god you're here. The main video teleconference is down, so I'd setting up your desk so you can have both slides and video feed. The partners have called three times already. We are good on this end, but Japan is having problems with dual video. They will be able to hear you, but only see the slides and the video, not you. The partners will be listening in on the phone." JoAnne slipped into her chair, just in time to hear the chime of the video teleconference, coming on line. "Mister Nakamura;” her foot kicked a cable and the video feed went dark. She signaled to Lillian while she continued her spiel. Lillian looked under the desk, grabbed some tape and crawled under. After a few mumbled curses from Lillian, the video feed from Japan came back on. JoAnne started to push her chair back, to let Lillian out, but the video flickered again and she felt Lillian pull her back. A few seconds later, Lillian pushed a note into her hand. "Your chair hooked on cables, if you push back, lose whole Video Tele Conference." JoAnne finished her spiel, then turned on the 40 minute auto presentation, and muted her own audio. "Okay, it's on autopilot. And mute." Lillian pushed her head up on JoAnne's thigh and eyed the control critically "Good, it really is on mute. You haven't had a good track record with mute lately, just wanted to check. The chair clipped a wire, I will replace it tomorrow; but don't try to push back right now, or the Video Conference will go down for good, I wouldn't be able to reroute without a whole new set of cables. You seem stressed." JoAnne sighed. "You have no idea." "I can fix that." JoAnne started to respond, but Lillian's meaning became clear as she spread JoAnne's knees apart and began to settle in between them. JoAnne tried to resist, but her thighs seemed to drift even further apart on their own, and she even lifted as Lillian unzipped her skirt and slid it off. JoAnne stopped even trying to resist, just leaning back and letting Lillian's quick and talented tongue slide her up one orgasm after another. Lillian had slid her own clothes off and was fingering herself as she ate JoAnne. Lillian seemed to orgasm in time with her. After a few minutes, JoAnne heard Lillian's fingers pumping in and out of her hot wet tunnel. All too soon, the auto-play pinged and JoAnne had to return to her speech, although Lillian continued tonguing her gently throughout. The response to the presentation was more than good; the order from Japan was at least three times larger than she had anticipated in her best case scenario, so it was no surprise when the partners called her, and told her to come on down to the office. After one more good cum, she untangled herself from the desk, the chair, and Lillian. "Look, I have to go down there;” Lillian smiled cheerfully, but with a wicked edge "It's okay; I have to go to a family thing anyway. At least now it will be easier to put up with. By the way, I love your ‘lawn and landscaping’; and that is the cutest little tattoo; I never heard you like Christmas that much." She gave JoAnne a warm kiss; which tasted of candy canes. As JoAnne Walked out, she could hear Lillian putting things up; and whistling a cheery Christmas tune. The meeting with the partners went particularly well; and Robert, the older brother; commented that he had never seen her more relaxed and in control. That night she fell asleep, wondering what it would be like to return the favor to Lillian; while she used her now-indispensable vibrator on herself. Hard Dictation. The next morning, in the shower, JoAnne realized her little tuft of designer pubic hair hadn't grown out at all; in fact, it looked kind of, well, glittery, like gold glitter along the edges of the naughty holly leaf. All the red clothes were still there, although the skirts seemed even shorter, and there were little emerald holly pins on each lapel. As she picked up her purse, she found a small scroll on top. In shining gilt letters it said: "Sometimes it is better to give, than receive. Be sure to give a Lil' something." JoAnne actually smiled at the blunt hint, as if she hadn't been thinking about Lillian already. She was waking up hornier every damn morning. Still though, the office was mayhem; frantic arrangements to make sure the Japan orders were completed on time, after action reports and a hasty lunch meeting with the partners combined to keep her from even talking to Lillian for more than a second or two, and that about work. Just as she sat down at her desk from the lunch meeting, the intercom buzzed. "Messenger service again, Miss." "Send him in." The same bike messenger walked in, carrying another Holiday package. Even though she knew the package would pop open, she didn't bother to try to stop it. She had a suspicion that if she tried to stop the Elf curse, it would up the ante. He held the box over the desk, and suddenly the bottom flaps dropped open, of their own doing. This time, the packages contents hit the desk with a thud, and didn't move. Some kind of black leather belt contraption, attached to a huge candy-cane striped dildo. She rolled her eyes "My friend is a little;” "Smart ass? Yeah, the little blonde chick, in some kind of Christmas elf get up; kept giggling to herself." "Just like last time" JoAnne presumed. "I'll take your word on that." As he left, JoAnne watched his muscular ass, and puzzled over his words. He'd been there, how often? To vibrators falling out of packages, anyway? After he left, she grinned wickedly; give a Lil' something? She had just the thing. She tucked it into her top drawer. Then cleared the top of her desk off completely. "Lillian? I need you to come in; and take dictation for me." "Yes, Miss Steadmann." Lillian entered. "Your schedule is cleared until tomorrow morning, Miss JoAnne. Both your afternoon appointments just called in and cancelled." JoAnne glanced at the closed office door. Locked, and the blinds were fully closed. She stood up and looked out the office window into the flurries. "Lillian, we need to talk about a performance reward." "Actually, I'm maxed out this year; I was on the CBN team earlier this year. I can't get any more cash awards until next year. JoAnne turned around and backed Lillian up against the desk. "That isn't exactly what I had in mind." Pinning Lillian against the desk, Joanne kissed her hungrily, forcing her tongue into Lillian's mouth. She had Lillian's skirt unzipped and dropped to the floor and her blouse and bra off in seconds. She gently pressed Lillian back until the blonde girl was lying back on the desk, clad in only a mint green thong. JoAnne slid the thong down Lillian's long legs, eyeing Lillian's obviously wet cunt, with its little topping of strawberry blonde hair. Without thinking, she brought the panties to her face and breathed in deeply. They were filled with a musky, heady scent that made her mouth water. She looked right into Lillian's eyes and said, "Aren't you just a horny little thing!" Lillian let her legs fall open. "You have no idea;” "I can fix that." She dropped the thong onto the skirt and slid in between Lillian's creamy thighs, dropping her own skirt and jacket as she did so. She didn't hesitate at all; her mouth closed over Lillian's swollen pink pussy and she began to tongue and suck with abandon. She must have been doing something right, because Lillian's sighs turned to moans; then outright screams of ecstasy. JoAnne also fingered herself to orgasm, and only after Lillian had practically passed out, did she let up. Lillian breathed heavily, "God, that was fucking fantastic!" JoAnne reached into her drawer, and pulled out the strap-on dildo; and slipped the straps on while Lillian watched wide-eyed. "Your reward isn't over; yet." Despite the very thick size of the rubber red and white, spiral–striped cock, Lillian was so wet, it slipped into her easily. JoAnne began to thrust slowly in and out. "You like that?" Lillian breathed in deeply, then brought her legs up around JoAnne’s ass, "Yes. But; you can do it harder if you want." JoAnne thrust deeper and faster. Lillian hissed and grabbed JoAnne's tits, in a tight grip. "God, yes. Harder; please; harder" JoAnne began to really pump hard, Lillian seemed to have no problem taking in the big fake cock. "Fuck. Yeah. Give it to me. Harder. Harder. Harder!" JoAnne began to slam it into her as hard as she could. Lillian began to make a weird keening sound. "Don't fucking stop. Oh fuck. Don't stop. Please don't stop!" Just as JoAnne was sure her legs were going to give out, Lillian's eyes shot open, and she arched her back and screamed incredibly loud. JoAnne felt a huge gush of hot pussy juice squirt around the dildo and drench her. Lillian collapsed so suddenly she slid off the giant dildo. "Holy. Shit." As JoAnne slid the strap-on off, Lillian rolled over onto her stomach obviously trying to marshal the strength to get up. JoAnne eyed her perky ass; particularly the little pink asshole. She was almost ready to reach for the strap-on when the phone rang. Lillian grabbed the phone without getting up. "JoAnne Steadmann's office. Lillian speaking. Uh huh, yes;” As Lillian talked on the phone, JoAnne reached down and parted her ass cheeks. She knew she shouldn't but she just couldn't resist bending over and tonguing the little pink rosebud. Lillian squirmed, but didn't try to get away; in fact she brought her knees up a little to help JoAnne. After she had the little pink asshole dripping with saliva, she continued tonguing while gently inserted her forefinger and began to pump it gently in and out. Lillian was slowly thrusting her ass back on the finger and into her face while talking on the phone. But as soon as she finished the phone call, she came up on all fours and began fucking her ass back against JoAnne's face and finger, grinding until she came. This time when they broke apart, she slid to the other side of the desk, eyeing JoAnne warily, but with a wide smile. "Okay, you're just plain kinky. And something about you just turns my inner slut on full power. Still, we have to stop; you have a meeting in 30 minutes. You'd better wash your face and get dressed." Scowling and smiling at the same time, JoAnne struggled into her clothes as did Lillian. Still, Lillian was absolutely glowing, and walking a little slowly, which made JoAnne smile. The meeting lasted until well after business closing, so Lillian was gone when she went back to get her purse and coat. But the mint green thong was carefully arranged in the middle of JoAnne's desk; with a candy cane sitting on it. To be continued in part 2. Based on a post by Todd 1 72, in 2 parts, for Literotica.

Good Lord where do we even begin? 10 minutes on Zane Jay's wrist tape and we are off and running on a show of segues masquerading as a show review. The Joy of Callum Newman's Tattoos, Tag Team Marriage Counselling and the pure hearted opulence of Katsuya Murashima's wholesome energy. Go on, you know want too.

Jingle Bells – Willie Nelson Thank God I’m a Country Boy – John Denver It’s a Great Day to Be Alive – Travis Tritt Thanking the Good Lord – Merle Haggard Thank God For Kids – Kenny Chesney Thank God They Closed the Honky Tonks (feat. Timbo) – Mick Mullin Thank You Folks – George McAnthony Thank the Booze – Adam Lee and The Dead Horse Sound Company Thank You – Becky Buller Turkey In The Straw – Vassar Clements Thank God For the Highways – The Spinney Brothers I Wanna Thank Everyone – Buddy Jewell

Gordon Ramsey’s dishing out restaurant warnings – avoid “famous” menus, skip overstuffed burgers, and maybe even question your starter. Dorit Kemsley landed in Melbourne and gave us an Aussie radio exclusive, revealing her epic Vic Beckham fits, her ultra-specific cocktail order (“cemetery of carcasses”) and trying (sort of) an Aussie accent on the barbie. Jelly Roll nearly got treated like a criminal at Sydney Louis Vuitton. In The Glossys, Sia hosted Kathy Griffin’s birthday with a cheeky bathroom-adjacent seating plan, Meghan Markle’s back in acting, Khloé is over the Skims thong drama, and NSYNC can’t agree on their movie. Joel threw down a Lego flower challenge, and Ricki had strong opinions on Scooter Braun’s gross shoes while Sydney Sweeney smooches in NYC.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

We brought you Morgan Wallen when he was trying to make it and still climbing and the Good Lord knows we love to take legit gambles and put him on only to be sending you to his Stadium shows and this one is in Gainesville! Plus, we have a Panic Button where Kelly has been matched with someone who treats her great, has a stable and good paying job but doesn't cut it in an area MOST of us would bail

We brought you Morgan Wallen when he was trying to make it and still climbing and the Good Lord knows we love to take legit gambles and put him on only to be sending you to his Stadium shows and this one is in Gainesville! Plus, we have a Panic Button where Kelly has been matched with someone who treats her great, has a stable and good paying job but doesn't cut it in an area MOST of us would bail

In this episode, I'm joined by my dear friend Lexie Brooks, beloved wife of outdoor TV personality, Beau Brooks, and a powerhouse in her own right in the woods and at work as a team member of Higdon Outdoors. We dive deep into what it really looks like to build a marriage rooted in faith, hard work, and shared passion for the outdoors. From chasing longbeards to chasing goals, Lexie opens up about balancing her career in the hunting industry, supporting her husband's calling, and finding purpose through every season.Right now, you can head over to getyourwaggleon.com/maggie and use my code MAGGIE10 to get 10% off your order.  Bring a little more style to your everyday and get your waggle on with their new hunting-inspired fall drop! Hunting smarter starts long before the season opens. With Tactacam Reveal trail cameras, you can keep tabs on your hunting spots in real-time — no guesswork, no wasted sits. From lightning-fast trigger speeds to crystal-clear night images, Reveal cameras help you pattern game and make confident decisions from anywhere. Whether you're hunting big bucks in the Midwest or pressured public down South, Reveal puts the woods in your pocket. Shop the full lineup at https://www.tactacam.com/hunt-cameras and take your scouting game to the next level.When it comes to protecting what matters most, you deserve total peace of mind. The Tactacam Defend security camera gives you eyes on your property, anytime, anywhere. With instant alerts, live-view capability, and easy cellular setup, Defend keeps you connected to your home, land, or hunting camp even when you're miles away. Rugged, reliable, and built for the outdoors — it's security without the stress. Check out Defend at https://www.defendcellcam.com/security-cameras and safeguard your space the smart way.Find our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwIf you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week.

【欢迎订阅】 每天早上5:30，准时更新。 【阅读原文】 标题：When A.I. Came for Hollywood正文：In the immortal words of Emily Blunt, “Good Lord, we're screwed.”She was on a podcast with Variety Monday when she was handed a headline about cinema's latest sensation, Tilly Norwood. Agents are circling the hot property, a fresh-faced young British brunette actress who is attracting global attention. Norwood is A.I., and Blunt is P.O.'d. In fact, she says, she's terrified.知识点：immortal adj. /ɪˈmɔːrtl/famous and likely to be remembered forever. 不朽的；流芳百世的e.g. Shakespeare's immortal works continue to be studied and performed worldwide. 莎士比亚的不朽之作仍在全世界被研究和演出。获取外刊的完整原文以及精讲笔记，请关注微信公众号「早安英文」，回复“外刊”即可。更多有意思的英语干货等着你！ 【节目介绍】 《早安英文-每日外刊精读》，带你精读最新外刊，了解国际最热事件：分析语法结构，拆解长难句，最接地气的翻译，还有重点词汇讲解。 所有选题均来自于《经济学人》《纽约时报》《华尔街日报》《华盛顿邮报》《大西洋月刊》《科学杂志》《国家地理》等国际一线外刊。 【适合谁听】 1、关注时事热点新闻，想要学习最新最潮流英文表达的英文学习者 2、任何想通过地道英文提高听、说、读、写能力的英文学习者 3、想快速掌握表达，有出国学习和旅游计划的英语爱好者 4、参加各类英语考试的应试者（如大学英语四六级、托福雅思、考研等） 【你将获得】 1、超过1000篇外刊精读课程，拓展丰富语言表达和文化背景 2、逐词、逐句精确讲解，系统掌握英语词汇、听力、阅读和语法 3、每期内附学习笔记，包含全文注释、长难句解析、疑难语法点等，帮助扫除阅读障碍。

 In this special episode, I sit down on the other side of the microphone and get interviewed by psychologist Dr. Taylor Stuteville. Together, we dive deep into the experiences, values, and challenges that have shaped who I am. From growing up in Clay County, Arkansas, to standing on the Miss Teen USA stage, to finding my voice in the world of hunting and the outdoors.Right now, you can head over to getyourwaggleon.com/maggie and use my code MAGGIE10 to get 10% off your order.  Bring a little more style to your everyday and get your waggle on with their new hunting-inspired fall drop! During this episode, we explore how childhood foundations and pageantry instilled grit, resilience, and relentless drive; how hunting became not just a passion but a place of peace, confidence, and identity; and how faith has been a constant thread guiding my journey. Dr. Stuteville also takes us into the psychological side of growth; tackling self-doubt, pressure, and setbacks, while finding gratitude and strength along the way.This episode goes beyond the surface. It's about balancing legacy and authenticity, navigating adversity in the outdoors, and opening the door wider for the next generation of women in hunting. Whether you're here for the personal stories, the psychology, or the love of the outdoors, this conversation is one of the most vulnerable and powerful I've shared yet.Find our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwIf you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week.

During this episode of The Maggie Williams Podcast, host Maggie Williams welcomes Michael Hunter, better known as The Hunter Chef. The duo met in West Point, Mississippi, for Mossy Oak's Annual Foxhole Shootout Charity Golf Tournament, and took the opportunity afterward to have an incredible sit-down conversation that is nothing short of captivating. Michael is a Red Seal chef, restaurant owner, forager, hunter, and author of The Hunter Chef Cookbook and Hunter Chef in the Wild: Game, Fish, and Fowl Recipes and Techniques for Cooking Outdoors. From his childhood on a horse farm in Ontario to the opening of Toronto's celebrated Antler Kitchen and Bar, his story is rooted in a deep love of nature and wild food.Maggie and Michael talk about what it means to cook from the land and how foraging, hunting, and honoring the seasons can shape both a kitchen and a lifestyle. Michael shares the vision behind Antler, the severe adversity he faced from the anti-hunting crowd, and how, with the support of fellow hunters and wild game enthusiasts, he overcame those obstacles to see Antler not only survive but thrive.The conversation is filled with warmth, insight, and inspiration — touching on everything from signature recipes to memorable hunts and favorite guilty-pleasure foods. Listeners can expect to walk away with a greater appreciation for wild food and a reminder of how deeply connected our meals can be to the land around us.Find Michael Hunter: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/thehunterchef/Website: https://thehunterchef.com/Hunter Chef in the Wild - by Michael Hunter (Hardcover): https://go.shopmy.us/p-25835716The Hunter Chef Cookbook - by Michael Hunter (Hardcover): https://go.shopmy.us/p-25835737Find our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwIf you need a knife that stays sharp when it matters, Outdoor Edge's RazorSafe system is the perfect solution. With its easy-to-use, replaceable blades, you can keep a fresh, razor-sharp edge at all times. Head to OutdoorEdge.com and use code MAGGIE at checkout for 15% off your first order.Shop now: https://www.outdooredge.com/collections/huntingOuterLimit Powersports: Located in Dyersburg, TN, OuterLimit Powersports is your go-to destination for all things off-road and outdoor adventure. An award-winning Can-Am dealership dedicated to equipping you with everything you need to conquer your outdoor adventures or agricultural needs. OuterLimit Powersports provides expert customer service, top-of-the-line equipment, and a wide variety of accessories to keep your adventures running smoothly. Visit OuterLimit Powersports and let the adventure begin! https://www.outerlimitpowersports.com/SHOP OFFICIAL PODCAST MERCH: https://themaggiewilliams.comIf you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week.

This week, we’ll hear from Bethany Joy Lenz, an actor, singer, director, and now author, who shares a deeply personal story of her time in a spiritually abusive community and the journey of healing and rediscovering faith that followed. Later in the episode, we’ll hear from speaker and non-profit founder JT Mestdagh. Born with a rare and complex condition that led to over a dozen major surgeries before the age of sixteen, JT’s life has been anything but ordinary. From long hospital stays to reaching the summit of Mount Kilimanjaro, he’s faced life’s toughest challenges with an optimism and heart for helping others. Links, Products, and Resources Mentioned: Jesus Calling Podcast Jesus Calling Jesus Always Jesus Listens Past interview: Amy Downs Upcoming interview: Chrissy Metz Jesus Calling: Stories of Faith on UPTV Bethany Joy Lenz Dinner for Vampires Richard Barrett Brooklyn College of Opera Guiding Light One Tree Hill Hebrews 11:1-2 NIV www.bethanyjoylenz.org JT Mestdagh Mount Kilimanjaro JT Mestdagh Foundation VACTERL syndrome Dyslexia Children’s Hospital Colorado ww.JTMestdagh.com No Bad Days Interview Quotes: “I fundamentally believed—not in my head, but in my body and my heart—that if I did all the right things, if I checked off everything on the Christian girl list, then God would be pleased with me, and I would have a good life.’ - Bethany Joy Lenz “You need your brain in order to have faith. God is so big. He’s not afraid of us thinking. The more you think, the more you understand, the more Christianity makes sense out of everything else in the world.” - Bethany Joy Lenz “When you understand what you believe—when you think about it and you research it and you journal about it, the further you dissect it, the more intricate and fascinating it becomes.” - Bethany Joy Lenz “God is big enough to not be intimidated or afraid of your questions, your mess, that spaghetti bowl of confusion. God is big enough to untangle it and to guide you.” – Bethany Joy Lenz “I always talk about finding your tribe—the people around you that are going to support you and help you throughout challenges.” - JT Mestdagh “I look back at moments where the Good Lord has worked in my life—where the doors were closed and new doors were opened along the way—and it is totally Him working with me and through me.” - JT Mestdagh “When I look back at my conversations with the Lord, my time with Him and speaking to Him has been some of the most encouraging moments that have gotten me back on track.” - JT Mestdagh “There are no bad days. There’s only hard days, and we get through them with the Good Lord.” - JT Mestdagh ________________________ Enjoy watching these additional videos from Jesus Calling YouTube channel! Audio Episodes: https://bit.ly/3zvjbK7 Bonus Podcasts: https://bit.ly/3vfLlGw Jesus Listens: Stories of Prayer: https://bit.ly/3Sd0a6C Peace for Everyday Life: https://bit.ly/3zzwFoj Peace in Uncertain Times: https://bit.ly/3cHfB6u What’s Good? https://bit.ly/3vc2cKj Enneagram: https://bit.ly/3hzRCCY ________________________ Connect with Jesus Calling Instagram Facebook Twitter Pinterest YouTube Website TikTok Discover more Christian podcasts at lifeaudio.com and inquire about advertising opportunities at lifeaudio.com/contact-us.

Geoff and Marie's Good Life: Part 4A forty year warmup.Taking passion to a state of the art.Based on posts by Only In My Mind, in 15 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.Main characters.Geoff:   The narrator. A retired materials scientist. Mid-sixties. 5 foot 10 inches, ex amateur rugby player, still swims, runs and walks to keep fit. More than adequately equipped to satisfy his wife.Marie:   Geoff's wife. A retired modern languages lecturer. Same age as her husband. 5 foot 2 inches voluptuous build, with D cup tits and proportionate bum and hips. Shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes and olive skin inherited from her French grandmother.Angie:   Marie's best friend. A mathematician who claims to be retired. Geoff suspects that she still consults as a cryptographer for M I 5 at GCHQ but she won't discuss it. Early sixties. 5 foot 10 inches, slender athletic build. Firm B cup tits, brown hair and famously dirty mind.I sat, rapt, as they explored each other's bodies with their hands as the kiss went on. Angie put her hands on my wife's full round buttocks and pulled her so that their bellies were hard against each other. Marie began to unbutton Angie's blouse to expose the small but perfect tits barely hidden by her tiny lace bra. My wife removed her friends blouse entirely and threw it to me while she slipped the bra straps from her friends shoulders. She reached behind and within seconds the bra flew my way too.They both looked briefly to gauge my response, and smiled as they saw me grinning at them as I held the discarded clothes to my nose. I wasn't being pervy. Their scent was delicious; it was Angie's scent.Seeing that I was still content to watch, it was Angie's turn to undo the tie holding Marie's wrap-around dress and as it fell open we were treated to the sight of her pale blue bra, more substantial than Angie's as it had to do more heavy lifting, and tiny matching briefs. Marie's bra followed her dress and again I buried my nose in the fabric as I let the dress hit the floor. The two women smelled so different. Angie's scent seemed fresh and outdoorsy, Marie's scent was headier and made me think of romantic evenings in bed. The pair fondled each other's tits and drew their hands down each other's bellies but then they stopped and stared at me. Oh, yes, we were testing the ED22.My two, near naked, women stalked across to me and pulled me to my feet. They each took a hand and held it to a tit. Marie pulled me down to lock her lips against mine and then eased her tongue into my mouth. "I enjoy Angie's kisses," she murmured as she broke away briefly. "But I enjoy yours more."I have to admit that the kissing was so intense that I almost neglected to knead that glorious tit. Note, I said 'almost'. Then Marie peeled my hand away from her nipple and slowly and deliberately put it between her legs. I took the opportunity to run my index finger along the gusset, feeling the puffy mounds either side of that lovely little slit. My God! She was so damp alreadyMarie let go of me and moved around behind so that Angie took center stage. Angie kissed me too, just as passionately. Only while she and I were tangling tongues, my wife was undoing my trousers from behind. Once they dropped away, Angie stood back and unbuttoned my shirt. I tried to help. That's a lie: I just kept fondling her boobs while they undressed me.At last we were all standing in the bedroom in just our underwear. Marie in pale blue briefs, Angie in white lace panties and, be honest, you don't care in the slightest what color M and S undies I had on. It didn't matter anyway as the girls had mine off in seconds. Marie knelt in front of me and took my cock in her hands. Little Geoff had started to pump up when they started on each other. By the time Marie put my hand on her tit he was already fully at attention.As Marie began to stroke me gently as a prelude to showing her teacher the progress she'd made in her oral sex homework, Angie had moved next to me and taken my hand and slipped it inside her panties. She was just as wet as my wife had been. It's odd really, how sexy it seems, groping a woman inside her knickers. I knew I was going to see, touch, lick, enter, both of these women's cunts very shortly, but just having my hand in her pants like that and feeling her up seemed just so fucking, I don't know, adolescent.Angie turned my head to hers and we resumed our passionate kisses. Actually resumed probably understates it. We resumed kissing but the passion went up several notches. On my part because my wife was going full-bore porn star on me and had her nose pressed up against my belly as she inhaled my cock; on Angie's part because I had my hand in her pants with my fingers inside her while my thumb did terrible and dirty things to her clit.I tried to be analytical, I really did, but all I could really feel was my wife's mouth engulfing me, and my fingers in her best friend's cunt. Insofar as I gave it any thought at all the ED22 didn't seem to make my cock feel any different.It wasn't too long before I managed to take a breath to warn Marie that I was close but I guessed that she could tell but didn't care much either way. Ever since I've known her she's been a swallower.Angie and I had by now rearranged ourselves a little. We were still swapping saliva but I had one hand under her bum cheeks and into her cunt from behind while the other was massaging her tits and paying particular attention to her nipples. They were like pebbles. In the end we had to break off from our kiss because neither of us could really focus on it. We were both so close. I'm sorry ladies, but this time I have to admit that, despite my best efforts to hold it back, I shot my load into my wife's mouth before I could bring Angie off.by way of atonement, as soon as I'd stopped thrusting my hips trying to push my cock impossibly far into Marie's mouth to extract the last strands of semen, we led Angie to our bed and I knelt between her legs to bring her to her orgasm with my tongue. She was so close that I had barely got into my stride at sucking her clit when I felt her go over. I had my hand on her belly at the time and I could feel abdominal muscles clench as it hit her. I still kept licking though, until she begged me to stop.Marie had been a little trooper. She had given me a great blow job and now it was my turn to pleasure her. She helped me to slip her panties off. No ripping these off, this coordinated lingerie stuff isn't cheap. But the sight that confronted me left me as enchanted as ever, even after over forty five years together. She spread her thighs for me and I spent a moment just savoring the view and her scent. I kissed my way up her thighs until I reached the promised land. I reached up with my hands for her to press them to her tits while my tongue lapped at her labia. Her clit was still a little shy so I tried to make friends with it and eventually it came out to play. We toyed with each other for a minute or two and then I went to say 'Hello' to her cunt. Gents, try it: say 'Hello' to your partners cunt; I doubt that you'll be disappointed with the response. Marie certainly seemed to appreciate my efforts.I laid between her thighs doing everything I could with hands and tongue to give her joy, up to and including using my tongue on her bum. Eventually I realized that my cock was fully hard again and ready to go. Marie was a little spaced out by now so I decided not to confuse her with having to choose from a menu of sexual positions and I decided to go with, what I choose to think of as, 'missionary plus'. That is with my wife on her back, but with her ankles on my shoulder. At our age, you make the most of positions like this, once the arthritis kicks in it might never be an option again.Anyway, Marie was deliciously wet and I was reassuringly hard so I slipped into her and we began to make love. It was a delight to look down at her as I massaged her glorious tits and saw her smiling up at me as she tried to synch her movements with mine. "Go on," I told her. "Be a dirty girl and play with your clit while I fuck you." And she did. It looked so hot. I had her legs up against my chest giving me a porn cameraman's view of my cock pumping in and out of her cunt, shining with her juice, her fingers rubbing at her clit and my hands mauling her tits. I was in my absolute, ultimate happy place.They say, 'All good things must come to an end.' And we eventually reached a point where we couldn't keep together any more. I couldn't keep to that rhythm, I needed to go faster and Marie couldn't keep in sync with me. She kept making little jerking movements that told me she was close. I stopped just massaging her boobs and started to concentrate on her nips, tweaking and pulling and getting quite rough now she was on the edge. Her breathing started to rag as she tried to push against me until she finally pushed up one last time and froze. I put my hand on her hips and pulled her to me to put that last thrust as deep as I could inside of her and held for as long as I could. I could feel her tighten around me and that took me with her like it usually does and I felt my seed burst out into her.It didn't take long for little Geoff to go down, then I lay alongside my wife and kissed her lovingly. After a few minutes I looked across to Angie sitting quietly watching us with her hand between her legs. "Can we do it like that next time Geoff?" She said, quietly. "Just the two of us?"I turned back to Marie, but before I could speak she said, "I'll leave you two alone for a while. I'm going to the bathroom now and then I'm going to go downstairs to make us some supper and something to drink. The pair of you can come down when you're finished. And Geoff," she added. "Don't let your head fuck this up for her. I know how you feel about Angie and I love her too. You won't be cheating on me if you make love to her. She deserves better than the two shits she was married to, so make it special anyway you can."Marie got up and took her friend by the hand to pull her from the chair. She kissed her and said, "He's all yours for the next half an hour or so. All I ask is that you don't break him." She walked across the bedroom, picking her dressing gown from the hook on the door, and left calling, "Have fun!" over her shoulder as she went.I was sitting on the edge of the bed watching as Marie left and I indicated to Angie that she should come and sit on my lap. I wasn't hard again yet but it was still an enjoyable sensation to have a naked woman sitting there while I was naked too."Was that a bit harsh?" I asked her. "I mean, I never really got to know your first husband well, though I never really warmed to number two at all.""No, it was fair enough, I suppose," she answered. "It was like," she struggled to explain. "It was like, we made a great couple on paper, but in reality we were more like housemates; both times. And, because neither of them really loved me, cheating on me didn't really cause them a lot of guilt." Her eyes started to fill with tears. "I've had so much fun with you and Marie these last few days, but I couldn't live with myself if she ended up feeling the way that I did.""You know that I worried about that too," I told her. "But even though I've been doubtful from the beginning, she has never once showed any jealousy towards you and I: and she actually expects all of us, and by us I mean me and your mates, to develop 'feelings' towards each other if and when we actually start to have sex." I gave Angie a big squeeze around the waist, "You know, like you have with my missus: And with me."She snuggled into me. I put one arm around her shoulder to pull her close and the other on her tit, because I'm a man and we like fondling boobs. She turned a little towards me so that we could kiss properly and we did. It was very nice so we did it some more. I wondered if taking my hand off her boob and putting it between her legs would make kissing even better, and I think it fair to say that it did. It also gave me a very clear indication that she was probably almost ready to make love."Geoff?" She asked. "Can I suck your cock? I want to taste you and Marie before you and I have sex.""How would you feel about honoring Marie's ancestry and going a bit continental?" I asked. hopefully.She grinned at me between kisses. "Are you talking about the old 'Soixante-neuf'?"I smiled back. "I like a challenge, and I'd love to see if I can actually please you with my mouth at the same time as you are sucking me."She stood up and pushed me onto my back. "Assume the position, kiddo, it's going to get rough."I moved to the center of the bed and looked down. My cock was already showing signs of interest in the immediate future and Angie hadn't really moved yet. She just stood looking at me until I started to feel a little self-conscious. Then she gave a little smile and climbed onto the bed and maneuvered herself so that I got an access-all-areas view of her lady parts. I reached behind me and grabbed one of those cushions that women insist on buying for the bedrooms; you know what I mean, the ones you chuck on the floor before you go to bed, and then have to put back on in the morning. Anyway, I'd finally found a use for the fucking things; to support my head whilst Angie and I 69ed each other.She was already wet before I started and her labia were pretty engorged. They were pretty to look at too. She tasted lovely. Because she was face down on me her clit was in the 'wrong' place, but I struggled manfully to cope and eventually we became best pals and playmates.Angie wasn't idle though: Oh, no. She had her hand wrapped around my shaft working it as she licked the tip. I couldn't see, but from the feel of it, Little Geoff was at about eighty percent erect and climbing. Angie took him all in her mouth, and when I say that I mean that a fair old bit was actually in her throat. My hips bounced up without any thoughts from my big head. Little Geoff was in charge down there so I turned my attention back to Angie's special little place.I had French kissed her labia and nuzzled her clitoris and now it was time to focus on her cunt. I had a hand free to open her tunnel to allow my tongue to tease her while my other hand tried to catch one of her nipples as she bobbed on my cock.It's difficult to describe a 69 because there's so much happening at once and half of it you can't see; it's just sensation. For my part, my view was a pair of sleek buttocks framing a cleft with a lovely little pucker just about at nose level. One hand was playing gently with Angie's clit having given up on the nipple exercise:   I kept losing my grip and couldn't concentrate enough to find it by feel;  while the other continued to toy with her lips as I kissed them. Oh, the touch of them on my tongue as I lapped between them. Oh, the velvety texture and the taste of her juices; I was in heaven.But that's what I was doing. Meanwhile, Angie had not been idle. My nuts had been comprehensively licked, sucked and damn near swallowed whole from the feel of it. My cock had been licked like an everlasting lollipop and now, Jesus! And now, her head was bobbing up and down as though her life depended on it. I wasn't too close yet but I realized that it was time to bump belly-buttons."Angie," I called her name. "Angie, I want to make love to you now." She gave one last deep bob on my cock and pulled up, sucking hard all the way. I patted the bed next to me as she straightened. "I want you to lie next to me so that we can taste each other,"She joined me and we snuggled. It was a dirty snuggle as she was holding my cock and I had a finger in her cunt, but it was a snuggle all the same. We kissed for a few minutes. I think it would be weird to say that I enjoyed the taste of my cock on her lips, but I liked and was aroused by the idea of us sharing our tastes so intimately. But it was time to move down to address those lovely little tits with the adorable pink nipples. I know they were adorable because I adored them and I showed her just how much. I squeezed them, licked them, sucked them, bit them ever so gently at first but harder when she instructed me to.I told her that I wanted her to ride me and rolled onto my back. She just climbed aboard and reached between us and then gave a teasing smile. "Is this what you had in mind?" She asked as she slid her slit back and forth against my shaft.I put my hands behind my head as I lay back to enjoy the view. "Well," I replied, "I'd rather be inside you but if that makes you happy you'll get no complaints from me."She cocked her head as if in thought for a moment and then reached between us and slid little Geoff inside her. I've actually lost count of the number of times I'd fucked Angie at that point, but every time felt new. She paused for a moment to settle and then she leaned forward with her hands on my chest as I reached up to her tits. She sighed."Angie," I said. "Hard and fast, slow and gentle. It doesn't matter to me; I just want to be inside you. You just feel so right wrapped around my cock." She closed her eyes and started to move in little circles on my groin pressing her clit hard against me as she went. I love this position, have I mentioned that? The sight, the sensation, access to her tits and, oh yes, easy access to that naughty little clit. What's not to love.Angie was in charge for now, and she seemed happy enough to set a slow leisurely pace. I contented myself with playing with her boobs and giving her clit a little tickle once in a while. Then she opened her eyes and said, "That was nice, but now I want you to take over." She slipped off me and laid on her back.I didn't want to lose the momentum she'd given us towards our next climax so I couldn't waste time thinking about different positions. I just lay on top of her and kissed her as I slipped back inside. She raised both knees either side of me and I began to slide back and forth as we kissed. After a few minutes I decided to kneel up and pull her bum onto my lap to press my cock against the top wall of her cunt as we fucked. The change of position seemed to work as her breathing got harder and her hips moved more urgently against me. Then I felt her clench my cock as she started to come. I pounded harder and harder to bring myself off while she was still climaxing. I watched her staring up at me in rapt concentration as she tried to ride her own orgasm for as long as she could, and as she started to come down I felt the sensation that I had been working for building in my balls, and in seconds I felt the pulse of heat shoot down my cock as I erupted into her.Afterwards, we lay together for a while, not even talking, just bathing in the afterglow. I was on my back and Angie on side cuddled up with my arm around her. Then she gave me a peck on the cheek. "I suppose," she said. "If I want to keep doing this, I'd better let you go back to your wife.""You know," I replied. "We keep breaking the rules." She looked puzzled. "I know Marie said it was okay, but I just don't like her being alone while you and I are together."We climbed out of bed and slipped on our dressing gowns and made our way downstairs. We found Marie in the living room, fast asleep on the sofa. We only had to look at each other to silently agree that this was not a woman wracked with jealousy. We looked in the kitchen where she had three cups of drinking chocolate ready to reheat and some posh chocolate biscuits (UK, remember?) on a plate covered with cling film.Angie had a wicked idea. We warmed our drinks up and then went to sit quietly with my sleeping wife as we drank them and dunked our biscuits. Once we were finished we crept over to Marie and untied her dressing gown. I knelt at her head and Angie at her waist and together we, ever so gently, began to kiss and caress her. Our intent was not to wake her, but to see how aroused she would be by our efforts when she did wake up.After five minutes her nipples were hard. After seven, she shifted to make herself more accessible, after ten she started to moan. Angie grinned at me. "Okey dokey lab rat. I'll go and get her supper sorted while you give her a good seeing to."I put my hand between her thighs and gently rubbed her lips with my middle finger while my thumb gently toyed with her clit. She stirred some more and then said in a sleepy voice, "Those tablets had better still be working, husband mine, 'cos if you've woken me up like this and you aren't going to deliver, then you and I are going to have a problem."I looked down to see little (still not that little) Geoff smiling up at me, he was having the time of his life. "If you don't want to do it for me, my love, then do it for science." I encouraged her. "Just lie back and think of England. The South Downs are lovely this time of year and I am just about to have a lovely time down south too."So saying, I managed to scoot her around on the sofa so that I could get between her legs from my position on the floor and I slid into her. She sighed contentedly as I moved back and forth, in and out. My position was perfect for attending to her boobs too, Just in case they were feeling neglected. A couple of minutes later Angie came back from the kitchen with a cup and plate for Marie that she set on the coffee table."Good Lord," she said in mock annoyance. "Hasn't he brought you off yet, Babe?"Marie gave a little pout, "No, but bless him; he's doing his best."That stung a little but it did encourage me to try a bit harder and Angie helped by leaning over the back of the sofa and grabbing my wife's tits and giving her little nubs a really good squeeze. Marie wasn't looking so sleepy now as her breathing was starting to go and her hips were jerking as the muscle spasms began. I was too close and shot my fourth load of the evening into her while she was still ramping up to her own climax. Fortunately I was able to keep pounding into her while I was still hard, I had a hand free to rub her clit and Angie was doing sterling service on her nipples. Between us we managed to take her over the edge.It was getting late now, so I put a silly quiz show from catch-up on the TV and we sat snuggled together watching on the sofa while Marie had her drink. As soon as it finished the girls disappeared upstairs while I put the cups and plates in the dishwasher and did my rounds. By the time I got upstairs they were in our bed but cuddled up together. I expected to be in the middle but Marie explained that I was going to sleep on the other side of Angie because, keen as she was for sausage for breakfast, she'd enjoy it better after an uninterrupted night's sleep.I lay back and let my thoughts run free. It had been a busy day. I found myself wondering about my new friend Ken and whether Mrs. Ken enjoyed their evening together when he got home. I wondered at my lack of concern when Marie gave him a very long and apparently very sincere apology for embarrassing him. I wondered about her cheerfully encouraging me to fuck her best friend. I thought about Linda and what she made of her mother's newly discovered;  as far as Linda knows;  bisexuality. Then the last thought struck me. A week today Marie would be meeting her mates for their regular night out together. What the fuck's going to happen after that?An intriguing offer for her friends.It was Friday morning, and not just any Friday. That afternoon my wife was going to meet her six best friends for their regular fortnightly catch-up at the local pub. "So what?" I hear you say. So this! I knew as I lay in bed, waiting for my turn in the bathroom, that she intended to offer my 'services' to all six of her mates if they wanted. That's right; I meant what you're thinking. She had persuaded me that none of her friends had the sex-life that they deserved and she wanted to share our newly rekindled sexuality with them. All of them. Regularly.Now, were I a virile young stud that would be one thing, but I'm not. I retired from running a research lab a couple of years ago and my wife and her friends are all in their sixties too, apart from Sam. The idea cropped up after her last Girls Night Out when she had shown them a dirty video we'd made (don't even ask) of us having sweaty sex together, before she realized that, for one reason or another, they were all effectively celibate. She was overwhelmed, by guilt at first for being so insensitive; then by anger at the universe because, as she put it, "Every one of those women is a fucking catch! Why are they alone?"To my wife, the solution was simple. They deserved sex, I liked sex, she was willing to share, so I should just have sex with them. Oddly enough, her biggest problem was convincing me that this wasn't the most ridiculous idea that I had ever heard. As far as I was concerned though, I had two serious and valid objections; The first was that Marie and I had started to drift apart and we were lucky to have realized in time. I was really reluctant to put our marriage at risk again if the sight of me fucking her friends upset her more than she seemed to believe it would; My second problem was the lack of balance in her solution. As I saw it, I would be having sex with her and six other women on a regular basis. She would just have me. Even I didn't think that was fair, so how long, I wondered, would it be before she felt that she was missing out? But I was too insecure to be comfortable with the idea of her with another man and certainly not with six other men. Perhaps that makes her a better person than me, but I was too happy in my marriage to be comfortable risking it for the sake of this flaky idea.Anyway, her best friend Angie is something of a genius and she just saw the whole affair as a mathematical problem. If the women were prepared to engage in girl on girl sex, then as long as they visited us in pairs, Marie and I could have sex with one each and then swap; and we would both be being unfaithful with exactly the same people with no additional cocks being involved. Obviously alcohol was involved in coming up with this bizarre idea, but oddly enough, the girl on girl, and boy on girl concept seemed to work when trailed by the three of us that night; and Sunday, and last Friday; And Saturday morning.

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In this episode, I sit down with Caleb Geuns of St. Peter's, Missouri, owner of Diamond G Hat Company. Caleb shares how his childhood days of shooting BB guns evolved into a love for sharpshooting and archery, how his marketing career at Red Bull provided a foundation in branding, and how watching his dad shape cowboy hats inspired him to launch his own business.We also talk about how Caleb's story took an unexpected turn when he stepped out in faith and started shaping hats for others. That boldness eventually landed him the chance to fit hats for former St. Louis Cardinal turned country music singer Adam Wainwright and his star-studded band, a gig that came about simply because he was willing to shoot his shot.Caleb and I were first introduced through the power of social media, and what started as a simple interaction has grown into a friendship and my own newfound love for cowboy hats. It's a reminder of how connection, community, and shared passion can change the direction of our lives in ways we never expect.From building a brand to now serving in his church, Caleb's journey is one of grit, grace, and God's direction. Together, we dive into hunting, heritage, faith, and the art of shaping not just hats, but a life worth living.Find Diamond G Hat Company:Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/diamondghatcompany/Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/diamondghatco/?hl=enFind our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwIf you need a knife that stays sharp when it matters, Outdoor Edge's RazorSafe system is the perfect solution. With its easy-to-use, replaceable blades, you can keep a fresh, razor-sharp edge at all times. Head to OutdoorEdge.com and use code MAGGIE at checkout for 15% off your first order.Shop now: https://www.outdooredge.com/collections/huntingOuterLimit Powersports: Located in Dyersburg, TN, OuterLimit Powersports is your go-to destination for all things off-road and outdoor adventure. An award-winning Can-Am dealership dedicated to equipping you with everything you need to conquer your outdoor adventures or agricultural needs. OuterLimit Powersports provides expert customer service, top-of-the-line equipment, and a wide variety of accessories to keep your adventures running smoothly. Visit OuterLimit Powersports and let the adventure begin! https://www.outerlimitpowersports.com/SHOP OFFICIAL PODCAST MERCH: https://themaggiewilliams.comIf you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week.

Laurence Garett is General Partner at Highland Europe, a VC firm, and NED at Wirepas, hyperexponential, Modulr, Featurespace Ltd and Goodlord. Tune in to hear his thoughts on: What strategic contributions did the board make to Featurespace's growth? (2:01)How should board members think about pricing? (9:44) How can board members help organisations bring new products to market? (12:59) What do CEOs and board members need to keep top of mind when moving to the US market? (17:31) What were the toughest boardroom moments in the Featurespace journey? (24:14) What advice do you have to anyone listening who feels they need to replace their chair? (26:28) Featurespace's exit to Visa was challenging - what lessons are there for listeners? (28:23) Why should start-ups never disclose their price when selling? (33:45) And the⚡ The Lightning Round ⚡(40:25) Host: Oliver Cummings Producer: Will Felton Editor: Alex Fish Music: Kate Mac Audio: Nick Kolt Email: podcast@nurole.com Web: https://www.nurole.com/nurole-podcast-enter-the-boardroom

THIS WEEK'S GUEST: JAY PETERSON, CO-FOUNDER OF DIRTY DUCK COFFEE.On today's episode, Maggie sits down with Jay Peterson—the founder of Dirty Duck Coffee—for a conversation brewed with tradition, grit, and a whole lot of duck hunting passion.From his earliest memories in the blind to launching one of the most recognized coffee brands in the outdoor space, Jay shares how duck hunting shaped his life and inspired a business tailored to the waterfowl community. We dive into his favorite hunting approaches, how coffee fits into a cold morning in the blind, and what outsiders often miss about duck camp culture.Jay also opens up about the realities of entrepreneurship: balancing business with his love for the outdoors, lessons learned the hard way, and how Dirty Duck stays innovative in a crowded market. Plus, we get into some fun Kansas City favorites, rapid-fire hunting preferences, and what blends you should be watching for next.Whether you're a die-hard duck hunter or just love a good startup story, this episode is packed with heart, humor, and caffeine.

Sunday Morning 7/13/2025

THIS WEEK'S GUESTS: RONNIE PHILIPS AND LOGAN BURDITT OF HEARTLAND WATERFOWL. Ronnie Philips: As a 2nd Grader from Marysville, KS, Ronnie was introduced to upland bird and deer hunting by his grandfather, David Curtis Carter. Ronnie learned about the outdoors from that man who made a name for himself as a multi-year Bird Dog Trial Champion in South Carolina and owner of Carter's Shooting Preserve. Several years later, Ronnie's passion for chasing upland birds shifted to waterfowl after his first afternoon duck hunt outside of Mound City, MO. After 22 years as a country music on-air radio personality, Ronnie decided to parlay that experience into his passion for the outdoors with the creation of Heartland Waterfowl. Also known as “Papa Ron”, Ronnie hosts The Papa Ron Podcast and still plays radio at paparonradio.com.Logan Burditt:  Logan is a fifth-generation waterfowl hunter with roots originating from northeast Missouri.  He was extremely fortunate to have been raised with numerous highly qualified outdoorsmen front-and-center in his life.  Safety and animal conservation were strongly taught and enforced, mostly by example.  Logan shot his first pheasant at the early age of seven with a 410 shotgun.   He quickly became a fan of all bird hunting and saw his love of the sport intensify while playing college baseball at Fort Hays, KS.  Logan considers himself very blessed with the vast amount of friends he's made through his love of hunting and filming.  Find more about Heartland Waterfowl: https://www.heartlandwaterfowl.com/Find our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwIf you need a knife that stays sharp when it matters, Outdoor Edge's RazorSafe system is the perfect solution. With its easy-to-use, replaceable blades, you can keep a fresh, razor-sharp edge at all times. Head to OutdoorEdge.com and use code MAGGIE at checkout for 15% off your first order.Shop now: https://www.outdooredge.com/collections/huntingOuterLimit Powersports: Located in Dyersburg, TN, OuterLimit Powersports is your go-to destination for all things off-road and outdoor adventure. An award-winning Can-Am dealership dedicated to equipping you with everything you need to conquer your outdoor adventures or agricultural needs. OuterLimit Powersports provides expert customer service, top-of-the-line equipment, and a wide variety of accessories to keep your adventures running smoothly. Visit OuterLimit Powersports and let the adventure begin! https://www.outerlimitpowersports.com/SHOP OFFICIAL PODCAST MERCH: https://themaggiewilliams.comIf you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week.

During today's episode, our host Maggie Williams travels to Calhoun, Louisiana, and sits down at Camp Chyoca during Sportsman's Camp with bowhunter, creator, and Barstool Outdoors personality Sydnie Wells. Known for her adventurous spirit and powerful voice in the outdoor industry, Sydnie opens up about the experiences that shaped her—both in the woods and in her walk with the Lord.This conversation dives deep into faith as Sydnie reflects on growing up with her father, Tim Wells, and how that foundation of family and spirituality has influenced the way she hunts and leads. Maggie and Sydnie also share their experiences volunteering as hands-on mentors to the next generation of young women at Sportsman's Camp—pouring into girls who are discovering their place in the outdoors and in their faith.Together, they explore:• Their own unique testimonies and what it's like to represent hunting and faith on a mainstream platform• The spiritual impact of time spent in God's creation• The pressure and privilege of influence in the outdoor industry• The hurdles women still face in the hunting space• What they hope young girls take away from their journeysYou'll also hear some fun rapid-fire moments, favorite pre-hunt songs, and a few stories that'll make you laugh. Whether you're a seasoned outdoorsman or just learning what it means to walk boldly with purpose, this episode is a celebration of grit, grace, and the God who meets us in the wild.Learn more about Sportsman's Camp: https://campchyoca.org/sportsmans-camp-pageFind our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwFind our guest Sydnie Wells at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@sydnie_wells?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/sydnie_wells/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SydnieMWells/YouTube: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLjHnK7KvpR8nuN9elp6rknRYZyU63ktwf&si=29N6hfcFIA5i4VrESHOP OFFICIAL PODCAST MERCH: https://themaggiewilliams.comI'd like to give a big thank you to Brooke Usery for the beautiful new podcast cover art. She did a phenomenal job and can be found on Instagram at @brookeuseryy.If you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week!

Locally produced, hand-crafted, small batch, non-GMO, organic (or maybe silicon-based?) foods are often touted as the pinnacle of health and nutrition. So, please enjoy this selection of small indie visual novel we're bringing you today, freshly delivered for your consumption. You simply will not find this level of toxic yuri, this high a concentration of charm and potency, or a mouthfeel anywhere near as satisfying in those visual novels you get at the big box grocery stores. They do sell them at grocery stores, right? This metaphor falls apart completely otherwise. This month, Sara and Runa embark upon their fifth Indie Visual Novel Compilation Track episode! Every six months, our hosts select a heaping handful of Indie VNs that they've read and enjoyed to tell you, dear listener, about the joys and delights you can find in indie games. Many of our entries this time are also from very cool Game Jams, and looking through the catalog of a jam's entries can be a great way to find more games to satisfy your cravings. In these Indie Game Compilation Track episodes we want to highlight some of the incredible indie VNs we've played recently and get people excited about the things happening in Indie Visual Novel development spaces. We want to not only showcase the amazing breadth of work coming from Indie developers but also talk about some of our favorite games, many of which touch on subjects, characters, and experiences we rarely get the chance to see in games from larger studios. You can find a list of each game we played below and we encourage you to play along with us, and go searching for other Indie visual novels as well!  Most of these games are free and if not, fairly cheap (though please tip the creators if you are able), and you can read most of them inside of an hour or two. In fact, we want YOU, dear listener, to pick at least one of these games to play after you listen, and then tell us about it! You can also check our Patreon, where listeners and patrons can submit either a short audio clip or a few sentences telling us about an Indie VN you've played and enjoyed recently! We may even include your submission on our next Indie VN Compilation Track episode (only if you want, that is). Games discussed in this episode:Comme Tu Veux (00:06:23) Our Bad Ending (00:18:33)Spring in Her Step (00:22:41)Threads of Magic (00:28:18) her tears were my light (00:39:02)A Circle of Charity (00:43:13)Neurokino Retrograde (00:48:32) Märchen Line (01:01:14)A Date with Death (01:16:38)The Final Prize is Soup (01:26:25)Good Lord! Everyone at the Reunion for my Religious All-Girls School is a Trans Man... And they're Hot?! (01:40:11)And also, these two Listeners submissions!Pinfeather - Submitted by Emrys (00:33:21)Murders on the Yangtze River - Submitted by Raven (00:58:57)

Mes amis, join Adam for a very quick bulletin regarding our upcoming screening of CURTAIN at Riverside Studios on July 6th. You are not going to want to miss this - listen now for some news that might well make you cry "Good Lord!"... To grab one of the few remaining tickets CLICK HERE or go to https://riversidestudios.co.uk/see-and-do/poirot-at-riverside-curtain-special-guests-178295/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Khloe Kardashian is showing off her thong jeans. Dakota Johnson once sent a friend's ex gorilla dung and is denying that the ‘Madame Web' flop was her fault. Here's why Halle Barry is madly in love but ISN'T getting married. How long could you drive with kids in the car? Plus: Twitter beef and beef jerky news.

There is no way to accurately describe to you how much fun we had talking to Lindsey and Joey--the duo responsible for the brilliant, funny, touching, insightful, crazy-smart film 'Party People.' We can't wait for you all to see this movie when it hits screens. Good Lord, these two are the absolute best.  @partypeoplemovie Support Why Does the Wilhelm Scream Keep in touch and read more at whydoesthewilhelmscream.com on instagram and threads @whydoesthewilhelmpod  Find out more about upcoming Fort Worth Film Club screenings and events at fortworthfilmclub.com and @fortworthfilm Support the next generation of film lovers at reelhousefoundation.org and on facebook reelhousefoundation Artwork by @_mosla_    

On this episode of “Cultivating Second Chair Leaders,” we get an inside look at how multiplying disciples can play out in a relationship and congregation over several years. We sit down with 2nd chair ministry leaders (and friends) Jason Schleicher and Cameron Heiliger as they discuss their first encounter with KINDLE's Christ-like model of discipleship, what shaped their relationship and ministry, while they served together in a congregation, and how their callings have changed, but their purpose to disciple others, remains the same.The Founders' moment from today's episode comes from Sue Steege. Sue lives in Amherst, New York, and serves as Director of Transformation Ministries at First Trinity Lutheran Church in Tonawanda, NY.Resources mentioned in today's episode:“Good Lord! A Not So Shocking Look at the Goodness of God” by Jason Schleicher“Cultivating the Faith of Students” – KINDLE Resource for use with high schoolers. Go to www.kindleservantleaders.org  and to learn more about the organization and support our work!Share this episode with a friend and leave us a review.Connect with us! Instagram: @emilyphoenix or @kindle_social Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/KINDLEServantLeaders If you have a question to ask or story to share about one of this season's topics, we would love to hear from you. Send an email to emily.phoenix@kindleservantsleaders.org and we will share it along the way! Download episode discussion guides at: https://www.kindleservantleaders.org/podcast/

So, a new episode ... so new it was on 9 years ago. Good Lord! Where does the time go? Joel Aarons has not done a podcast before but makes for an illuminating and self-effacing guest as he extols the virtues of an episode that has never been high on your host's list of favourites. Will this exercise change things and create a podcast in which this episode gets the gooo-gooo-gagag-ga (that's baby for "thumbs up")? #doctorwho #doctorwhoreaction #doctorwhocommentary #doctorwhocomedian #tobyhadoke #doctorwhofacts #positivedoctorwho #stevenmoffat Please support these podcasts on Patreon, where you will get advance releases, exclusive content (including a patron-only podcast - Far Too Much Information), regular AMAs and more. Tiers start from as little as £3 per month: patreon.com/tobyhadoke  Or there is Ko-fi for the occasional donation with no commitments: ko-fi.com/tobyhadoke Follow Toby on Twitter: @tobyhadoke And these podcasts: @HadokePodcasts And his comedy club: @xsmalarkey www.tobyhadoke.com for news, blog, mailing list and more.  

In this special episode, host Maggie Williams takes listeners on a heartfelt journey through her 2025 spring turkey season. From the pinewoods of Georgia and South Carolina to the mountains of West Virginia and the rolling farmland of Ohio, North Carolina, and Indiana, Maggie reflects on the highs, the hardships, and the unforgettable moments that made this season one to remember. Joining her is frequent podcast guest and borderline co-host, Clay Craft, who shares stories from his own season spent in the woods of Georgia, South Carolina, Missouri, and Kansas. Together, they laugh, relive close calls, and celebrate the wild places and wild turkeys that brought them there.In the second half of the episode, the mic flips—Clay takes over to interview Maggie, diving deeper into her journey as a traveling turkey hunter, the bonds she's built through the hunt, and what continues to inspire her season after season. It's an episode full of memories, meaning, and the magic only spring in the turkey woods can bring.Find our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwIf you need a knife that stays sharp when it matters, Outdoor Edge's RazorSafe system is the perfect solution. With its easy-to-use, replaceable blades, you can keep a fresh, razor-sharp edge at all times. Head to OutdoorEdge.com and use code MAGGIE at checkout for 15% off your first order.Shop now: https://www.outdooredge.com/collections/huntingOuterLimit Powersports: Located in Dyersburg, TN, OuterLimit Powersports is your go-to destination for all things off-road and outdoor adventure. An award-winning Can-Am dealership dedicated to equipping you with everything you need to conquer your outdoor adventures or agricultural needs. OuterLimit Powersports provides expert customer service, top-of-the-line equipment, and a wide variety of accessories to keep your adventures running smoothly. Visit OuterLimit Powersports and let the adventure begin! https://www.outerlimitpowersports.com/SHOP OFFICIAL PODCAST MERCH: https://themaggiewilliams.comIf you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week.

Andrew is in Atlanta visiting friends and continuing to think about how to best integrate more AI features into MetaMonster to make the product stickier. Sean had his first demo of Margins and... everything broke! But that's okay!Links:Andrew's Twitter: @AndrewAskinsAndrew's website: https://www.andrewaskins.com/MetaMonster: https://metamonster.ai/Sean's Twitter: @seanqsunMiscreants: http://miscreants.com/Margins: http://margins.so/Sean's website: https://seanqsun.com/For more information about the podcast, check out https://www.smalleffortspod.com/.Transcript:00:00.93SeanThis is a new background. Where are you?00:07.44AndrewOh, you can tell how well my brain is working today. Good Lord.00:11.24SeanYeah.00:12.58Andrewi am staying with one of my college roommates in Atlanta. And after four years away from the South, my body has apparently completely forgotten how to function in a land of like pollen and pollinators. Every time I come to the South now, it's like the first three days I'm here.00:30.46AndrewMy nose is just like, fuck you, dude. So... Yeah, that's where I am. Check out my sweete my suite setup. I've got my suitcase with a couple books on it.00:38.71SeanAmazing.00:41.60SeanAmazing.00:42.00AndrewLittle, know, who needs a fancy stand-up desk when you've got a suitcase desk?00:46.59SeanYeah.00:49.28SeanYou can just record things. You can just do things.00:52.52AndrewYou know, don't have the fancy mic today.00:52.93SeanYeah.00:55.88SeanYep.00:56.28Andrewknow, the MacBook microphone is shockingly decent, maybe.01:03.40SeanYeah, your audio level is better than mine for what it's worth. So maybe should just swap. Maybe I should just... Yeah.01:11.52AndrewDude, it's all it's all an illusion. It's all just, like, stuff.01:14.81SeanExactly.01:16.03AndrewAnd you don't need the stuff to do things. You can just do the things without the stuff.01:21.45SeanYeah. You just record it your vlog and on an iPhone and put on the internet. You might get a couple hundred thousand subscribers that way.01:28.08AndrewWas it...01:29.24SeanThat's the Jackie Cho way.01:30.69AndrewI just heard the other day that... Dude, do you remember Call Me Maybe?01:36.79AndrewThe song? The, like, pop song?01:38.33SeanYeah. Yeah. Yeah. All right.01:40.12AndrewThat was recorded on a MacBook.01:43.03SeanWhoa.01:44.15AndrewBut yeah, that was recorded on a MacBook, like on iMovie.01:44.89SeanThat's sick. That's I didn't know that. but That's crazy.01:48.59AndrewIt was just like them holding a MacBook.01:51.86SeanI think have you heard Here With Me by David?01:58.63AndrewNo.02:00.87AndrewUh-huh.02:02.46SeanI think that guy did it on his like iPhone. With like an iPhone like digital audio workstation and just cut it up.02:10.33AndrewThat's sick.02:11.29SeanIt's pretty crazy.02:12.11AndrewThat's wild.02:12.22SeanI don't know. Kids these days, man.02:14.27AndrewThere really are no excuses. Yeah. yeah I think we might have a little bit of lag.02:18.70SeanYeah.02:20.30AndrewIt feels like we're lagging a little bit.02:22.62SeanOh, definitely. We definitely are lagging a little bit. Yeah.02:25.65AndrewOkay.02:26.21SeanOh, well, all right, if you're listening, we're sorry.02:26.53AndrewWell.02:29.21SeanWell, we'll do better.02:29.98AndrewYeah.02:30.48Seannot Not this week or next week. I'm traveling next week, so I will also have, I'll be on hotel Wi-Fi.02:34.68AndrewYeah. Also...02:39.24AndrewYeah. Zincaster's pretty good, though, at, like, cutting out pauses, so maybe there will be no lag to the user.02:40.21SeanYeah.02:45.18AndrewIt's just lag to us.02:47.08SeanMaybe, yeah.02:48.11AndrewUser, listener, what call this? Yeah. Okay.02:51.26SeanI don't know, people, friends.02:51.45AndrewAlright. What's going on with you? what's What's going on in Miscreants land?02:56.98SeanI don't know, man. Giant tax bill.03:00.15AndrewOh, yeah.03:01.44SeanThat's...03:01.85AndrewYeah. Sucks making money, huh?03:03.93SeanI know. It's the worst. i03:06.12Andrewthe03:06.64SeanLife is so much easier.03:06.85AndrewIt's so hard to be profitable.03:08.97SeanYeah. yeah Especially if all of our profits just went into last year's taxes. No, it's it's it's like...03:14.28Andrewnot all of your ta Not all of your profits went into last year's taxes.03:17.34SeanAll all of our profit this year so far are paying off the taxes from last year.03:24.24AndrewOkay, that's very different. This year so far is a quarter of the year.03:26.02SeanFor sure.03:28.38SeanFor sure. For sure. For sure. For sure. Yeah. and it's it's It's good. It's fine. We will just have more taxes to pay next year. And it'll just be this.03:36.53AndrewYeah.03:37.43SeanYeah.03:38.44AndrewOkay, wait.03:39.24AndrewControversial topic.03:40.69SeanYeah.03:41.17AndrewDo you pay estimated taxes?03:43.81SeanI would like to. hi03:46.39AndrewSo, no.03:46.59SeanYeah. I would like to. We don't.03:49.77AndrewI don't pay estimated taxes, and I don't currently have plans to start paying estimated taxes.03:55.40Seanwhy don't you have like a don't you get fined i'm not a cpa i don't okay yeah yeah03:56.97AndrewBecause... Yeah, but... Yeah, yeah, yeah. So, you pay a penalty if you don't pay estimated taxes, which kind of bullshit.04:08.09AndrewLike... Okay, government, I'm not gonna go there. I don't wanna be the anti-tax guy. I actually think it's good to pay your taxes. I want the government to have money and exist, and I want social services to exist and national parks to exist.04:21.30AndrewSo I don't wanna be the anti-tax guy.04:22.12Seanagreed04:24.51AndrewBut, you know, at the same time, as much as I want all of the national, you know, public services to exist, I also don't, like, love, like, giving the government an interest-free loan if I don't have to. Yeah.04:39.67SeanRight, or getting fined for it if you don't. For sure.04:42.19AndrewYeah, well, I'm fine with getting fined for it if I don't. that's i'm I mean, yeah I don't know. but But yeah, so basically my thought is the penalty that I pay is relatively small.04:54.75SeanYeah.04:55.56AndrewAnd I don't know what my income is going to be quarter...

THE WES BUCK SHOW – EPISODE 379“THE BARN BURNER EDITION”LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, BOYS AND GIRLS, DRAG RACING FANS OF ALL AGES… WE'VE GOT A CERTIFIED BANGER FOR YA THIS WEEK!This one's so stacked, we had to call it THE BARN BURNER EDITION—because GOOD LORD, do we have a lineup!Clay Millican is stoppin' by, fresh off his NHRA Top Fuel WIN! This man is on FIRE, and we're gonna talk about how he got it done and where he goes from here. But wait, it gets better....Clay's callin' in LIVE from Jeff Lutz's shop, and if we're lucky, Street Outlaws legend Jeff Lutz himself might just pop in! It's like a two-for-one special in the best way possible.We've got Farmtruck and AZN, the dynamic duo from Street Outlaws, joinin' us to break down their BRAND NEW TV SHOW, Street Outlaws: Locals, that just aired last night. If you missed it, don't worry, we'll get you up to speed on all the madness.Greg Anderson is also in the house! This dude is STACKING WINS in NHRA Pro Stock like it's his damn job (oh wait, it is). Another W in the books for one of the baddest to ever do it, and we're gonna pick his brain on how he just keeps winning.And rounding it all out, we've got Pat Norcia, droppin' in to talk Mountain Motor Pro Stock and PDRA, because you know we gotta cover all the bases.This episode is absolutely LOADED. Fast cars, big personalities, and zero filter. You know the deal, Wes Buck, JT “Murder T” Hudson, and Mike Carpenter are gonna bring the heat, break it all down, and probably talk some shit along the way.DON'T MISS IT! LET'S GOOOOO!⸻Each week on The Wes Buck Show, Wes Buck, JT “Murder T” Hudson, and Mike Carpenter bring their unique insights and analysis to the most electrifying moments and storylines from a packed weekend of drag racing.

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Because of the Happy Meal McDonalds is the world's largest toy distributor. Larger than Hasbro or Mattel. This is an Empire! Dave Young: Welcome to The Empire Builders Podcast, teaching business owners the not-so-secret techniques that took famous businesses from mom and pop to major brands. Stephen Semple is a marketing consultant, story collector, and storyteller. I'm Stephen's sidekick and business partner, Dave Young. Before we get into today's episode, a word from our sponsor, which is... Well, it's us, but we're highlighting ads we've written and produced for our clients. So here's one of those. [Out Of This World Plumbing Ad] Dave Young: Welcome back to The Empire Builders Podcast. Dave Young here, along with Stephen Semple, and I was ranting and raving about a new book I'm fascinated with and crazed about. And Stephen hit the record button and decided we were going to talk about Happy Meals instead of that. So here we are. Happy Meals, huh? Stephen Semple: Happy Meals, yeah. Dave Young: The McDonald Happy Meal. The precursor to the Playland. I've always enjoyed going through the McDonald's drive-through and ordering a happy meal, whether I had a kid in the car or not. Stephen Semple: I could see you doing that. Dave Young: And then sometimes they look and go, "Well, where's the kid?" I'm like, "Hey, mind your own business about the kid." Stephen Semple: They're in the trunk. Dave Young: There's a kid somewhere. Give me my damn toy. Stephen Semple: I was going to ask, what's your favorite part? Is it the toy? Dave Young: Absolutely. You can get a nugget, a few of them. Stephen Semple: Well, here's the crazy thing is it is the most sold meal in history. There's been like 35 billion happy meals sold. Dave Young: Is it, really? That's a lot of happy. Stephen Semple: Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Dave Young: Sure. Stephen Semple: And it actually makes McDonald's one of the largest toy distributors in the world. They've given away billions of toys. Dave Young: Oh, sure they did. Stephen Semple: More toys than Hasbro or Mattel. Dave Young: And just controversy like when they were giving away Beanie Baby toys. Good Lord, people were losing their minds. Stephen Semple: Yeah. Yeah. Dave Young: I'm trying to think of who this is. It might be our mutual friend, Gordon. Somebody in our circle tells a story about their dad driving the family through McDonald's when they were kids and everybody getting really excited because like, "I'm going to get a Happy Meal." And their dad orders one cup of coffee and just keeps going. I'm like, "Oh, man, that would suck." Stephen Semple: That would be a very unhappy car. Dave Young: So when did the Happy Meal start? Stephen Semple: There's a bit of a debate about who actually created the Happy Meal. So we're going to explore a couple of the different stories, but it was basically 1974. Dave Young: Okay. Yeah. Stephen Semple: One of the stories is it was created in Guatemala by Dona Yoly and her husband who opened the first franchise in that country. Dave Young: Wow. Stephen Semple: And Dona wanted her restaurant to feel like a family restaurant. Look, she understood things had to be done the McDonald's way- Dave Young: Sure. Stephen Semple: ... to the corporate standards because McDonald's even has a Hamburger University- Dave Young: Oh, yeah. Yeah. Stephen Semple: ... which was a brainchild of Fred Turner, and it's a training program for franchisees. We could even do a thing on Hamburger University because it was the first of its type. It was the first training program of its type for franchisees. So there's always this thing that McDonald's is trying to set where there's this goal of a consistent experience, but they also want to give franchisees some freedom because what they have found is that franchisees oft...

During today's episode, our host Maggie Williams travels to Batesville, Arkansas, and is joined by a legendary name in the world of custom firearms—Rob Roberts of Rob Roberts Custom Gunworks. If you've ever wondered what goes into building some of the finest performance-tuned shotguns on the planet, you're in for a treat.But this conversation isn't just about guns—it's about the wild places and unforgettable hunts that fuel Rob's passion for the outdoors. Rob shares thrilling stories from his South Carolina gator hunts, takes us into the Missouri woods for turkey season, and recounts his intense African adventure when he harvested a confirmed man-eating crocodile.Maggie and Rob also dive into a topic that's on every waterfowler's mind—Arkansas duck hunting. They talk about the growing pressure on public land, the loss of crucial habitat, and the agricultural practices that are changing the way ducks migrate. Rob shares his perspective on the shifts in duck numbers across different flyways and what it means for the future of waterfowl hunting.From fine-tuning shotguns for world-class hunters to chasing dangerous game across continents, Rob has seen it all. So sit back, relax, and get ready for an episode packed with stories, insight, and a whole lot of adventure.Find our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwFind Rob Roberts at: Website: https://www.robrobertsgunworks.comInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/robrobertscustomgunworks/?hl=enFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/robrobertscustomgunworks/Thanks again to our commercial sponsors!If you need a knife that stays sharp when it matters, Outdoor Edge's RazorSafe system is the perfect solution. With its easy-to-use, replaceable blades, you can keep a fresh, razor-sharp edge at all times. Head to OutdoorEdge.com and use code MAGGIE at checkout for 15% off your first order.Shop now: https://www.outdooredge.com/collections/huntingSponsored by Armando Fonticiella, a dedicated hunter and attorney serving Northeast Arkansas. Armando is committed to supporting hunters and preserving the resources we all treasure. Whether you're in the field or need legal advice, The Fonticiella Law Firm is here to protect you and uphold our outdoor traditions. Learn more: https://www.fonticiellalaw.com/aboutOuterLimit Powersports: Located in Dyersburg, TN, OuterLimit Powersports is your go-to destination for all things off-road and outdoor adventure. An award-winning Can-Am dealership dedicated to equipping you with everything you need to conquer your outdoor adventures or agricultural needs. OuterLimit Powersports provides expert customer service, top-of-the-line equipment, and a wide variety of accessories to keep your adventures running smoothly. Visit OuterLimit Powersports and let the adventure begin! https://www.outerlimitpowersports.com/SHOP OFFICIAL PODCAST MERCH: https://themaggiewilliams.comIf you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week.

Pastor Jason Schleicher shares insights from his new book "Good Lord: A Not So Shocking Look at the Goodness of God," exploring how we can recognize divine goodness even amid life's struggles and pain.• God's goodness is visible throughout creation—from breathtaking landscapes to the intricacy of our bodies• Starting with listening is crucial when people question God's goodness during difficult seasons• Peter's story demonstrates how God's goodness includes redemption for our failures and shortcomings• Color reveals God's artistry—from Hawaiian landscapes to everyday beauty that we often overlook• We are literally "made of light" at our cellular level, reflecting our creator in profound ways• Encouraging words build relational safety and allow difficult conversations to happen productively• Rest is essential for experiencing God's goodness—we should work from rest, not work to rest• Maintaining boundaries and systems helps church leaders balance ministry demands with family needsFind Jason's book at goodlordbook.com or contact him at jason@goodlordbook.comSupport the showWatch Us On Youtube!

When Maggie Williams met Nicole Taylor at the 2024 NWTF convention, they couldn't have known one invite to Illinois would kickstart a year full of unforgettable hunts — and an even better friendship. In this episode, Maggie takes Nicole to Florida for her very first Osceola turkey hunt. As they navigate the Old Florida landscape under the live oak canopies and palmettos, the two reminisce about their whirlwind year together. From that first Illinois hunt to the 22-hour road trip to Maine — where they celebrated a successful turkey hunt by diving straight into the icy Atlantic — and wrapping it all up in the Mississippi hardwood bottoms, it's been a journey filled with laughs, long drives, and hard-earned longbeards.This one's for the turkey hunters who know it's not just about filling tags — it's about the stories and the friendships that come along with every mile. Find our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwFind Nicole at: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/nicoleataylor2004/TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@nicoleataylor2004Thanks again to our commercial sponsors!If you need a knife that stays sharp when it matters, Outdoor Edge's RazorSafe system is the perfect solution. With its easy-to-use, replaceable blades, you can keep a fresh, razor-sharp edge at all times. Head to OutdoorEdge.com and use code MAGGIE at checkout for 15% off your first order.Shop now: https://www.outdooredge.com/collections/huntingSponsored by Armando Fonticiella, a dedicated hunter and attorney serving Northeast Arkansas. Armando is committed to supporting hunters and preserving the resources we all treasure. Whether you're in the field or need legal advice, The Fonticiella Law Firm is here to protect you and uphold our outdoor traditions. Learn more: https://www.fonticiellalaw.com/aboutOuterLimit Powersports: Located in Dyersburg, TN, OuterLimit Powersports is your go-to destination for all things off-road and outdoor adventure. An award-winning Can-Am dealership dedicated to equipping you with everything you need to conquer your outdoor adventures or agricultural needs. OuterLimit Powersports provides expert customer service, top-of-the-line equipment, and a wide variety of accessories to keep your adventures running smoothly. Visit OuterLimit Powersports and let the adventure begin! https://www.outerlimitpowersports.com/SHOP OFFICIAL PODCAST MERCH: https://themaggiewilliams.comIf you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week.

本期摘要 友友们好！这期节目有点特殊，是我上周去芝加哥时和我的导师、好朋友，也是超级影迷Dave的第二次聊天。因为我们两年没见，我就让他跟我分享这两年里他看过的最喜欢的电影，也拉拉杂杂聊了很多别的。Shownotes写得太累了，这里就不多写了，留两段他在节目里引用和说的话在下面与大家分享： “I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound or stab us. If the book we're reading doesn't wake us up with a blow to the head, what are we reading for? So that it will make us happy, as you write? Good Lord, we would be happy precisely if we had no books, and the kind of books that make us happy are the kind we could write ourselves if we had to. But we need books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we loved more than ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone, like a suicide. A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us. That is my belief.” — Franz Kafka （“我认为，我们应该只读那些会伤害或刺痛我们的书。如果我们正在阅读的书不能像一记重击那样把我们惊醒，那么我们读它又有什么意义？是为了让我们感到快乐，就像你所写的那样吗？天哪，如果我们没有书，我们反而会真正感到快乐。而那些让我们感到快乐的书，恰恰是我们自己若有必要也能写出来的书。但我们需要的是那些对我们而言如同一场灾难般的书，它们让我们深深悲恸，如同失去比我们自己更爱的人，如同被放逐到远离一切的森林，如同自我了断。一本书必须成为砍向我们内心冰封大海的斧头——这就是我的信念。”） "I like movies that show how people attempt to show love, experience joy, make art, or build community in the face of death, grief, and the hardness of being a human living with other humans." — Dave S.（我喜欢那些展现人们在面对死亡、悲伤以及作为人类与他人共同生活的艰难时刻，如何表达爱、体验快乐、创造艺术或建立联系的电影。） 本期提及 第一期和Dave的节目 编号17 Mickey 17 汉江怪物 玉子 冰血暴 Fargo 严肃的男人 A Serious Man 小姐 Fingersmith 色，戒 像这样的小事 Small Things Like These 隐秘的生活 A Hidden Life 秘密会议 Conclave 好家伙 GoodFellas 物质主义者 Materialists 挑战者 Challengers 酷儿 Queer 梦想情景 Dream Scenario 音乐大师 Maestro 饥饿游戏3：嘲笑鸟(上) The Hunger Games: Mockingjay - Part 1 欢乐时光 驾驶我的车 温蒂和露西 Wendy and Lucy 生活多美好 It's a Wonderful Life 冰风暴 The Ice Storm 丧日少女 Shiva Baby 我以前很有趣 I Used to Be Funny 垫底俱乐部 Bottoms 尸体游戏 Bodies, Bodies, Bodies A Deadly Education 科尔森·怀特黑德 Colson Whitehead 厄休拉·勒古恩 Ursula K. Le Guin Martyr! The Love Songs of W.E.B. Du Bois Dave过去两年里最喜欢的七部电影 （排名分先后） Past Lives 过往人生 2. Killers of the Flower Moon 花月杀手 After Love 爱的后事 The Starling Girl 椋鸟女孩 Reality 告密者 (tie) Laapatta Ladies 迷途新娘 & Thelma 末路老奶 男主播的list （排名不分先后） A bright summer day 牯岭街少年杀人事件 Wheel of Fortune and Fantasy 偶然与想象 Kelly Reinchardt's films: Certain Women 某种女人, 昨日欢愉 Old Joy, 开展在即 Showing Up 旺达 Wanda 爱我就让我快乐 Happiness 摄影机不要停 one cut of the dead 节目备注 好小气的电报频道 好小气的长毛象 支持我们 订阅听友通讯请点击这里。 欢迎通过微博关注我们的节目@不丧Podcast和女主播@constancy好小气。 关于线上读书微信群：由于目前群人数超过200人，无法继续通过扫码入群。想要入群的朋友可以先加我的微信号（ID: hongming_qiao），然后再拉你入群。

In this episode, join Maggie and Clay as they discuss their unforgettable turkey hunting adventure on the beautiful Big Island of Hawaii! From the unbelievable views to the physically demanding rugged terrain- they're sharing all the highs, lows, the lessons learned, and the must-know tips and tricks that helped them find success. The duo covers everything — from scouting and strategy to the gear that made a difference, plus the unique challenges of chasing turkeys in paradise. Whether you're planning your own Hawaiian turkey hunt or just love a good turkey tale, this is one episode you won't want to miss!Find our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwThanks again to our commercial sponsors!If you need a knife that stays sharp when it matters, Outdoor Edge's RazorSafe system is the perfect solution. With its easy-to-use, replaceable blades, you can keep a fresh, razor-sharp edge at all times. Head to OutdoorEdge.com and use code MAGGIE at checkout for 15% off your first order.Shop now: https://www.outdooredge.com/collections/huntingSponsored by Armando Fonticiella, a dedicated hunter and attorney serving Northeast Arkansas. Armando is committed to supporting hunters and preserving the resources we all treasure. Whether you're in the field or need legal advice, The Fonticiella Law Firm is here to protect you and uphold our outdoor traditions. Learn more: https://www.fonticiellalaw.com/aboutOuterLimit Powersports: Located in Dyersburg, TN, OuterLimit Powersports is your go-to destination for all things off-road and outdoor adventure. An award-winning Can-Am dealership dedicated to equipping you with everything you need to conquer your outdoor adventures or agricultural needs. OuterLimit Powersports provides expert customer service, top-of-the-line equipment, and a wide variety of accessories to keep your adventures running smoothly. Visit OuterLimit Powersports and let the adventure begin! https://www.outerlimitpowersports.com/SHOP OFFICIAL PODCAST MERCH: https://themaggiewilliams.comIf you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week.

Passage: 2 And the whole congregation of the people of Israel grumbled against Moses and Aaron in the wilderness, 3 and the people of Israel said to them, “Would that we had died by the hand of the LORD in the land of Egypt, when we sat by the meat pots and ate bread to the full, for you have brought us out into this wilderness to kill this whole assembly with hunger.” 4 Then the LORD said to Moses, “Behold, I am about to rain bread from heaven for you, and the people shall go out and gather a day's portion every day, that I may test them, whether they will walk in my law or not. 5 On the sixth day, when they prepare what they bring in, it will be twice as much as they gather daily.” 6 So Moses and Aaron said to all the people of Israel, “At evening you shall know that it was the LORD who brought you out of the land of Egypt, 7 and in the morning you shall see the glory of the LORD, because he has heard your grumbling against the LORD. For what are we, that you grumble against us?” 8 And Moses said, “When the LORD gives you in the evening meat to eat and in the morning bread to the full, because the LORD has heard your grumbling that you grumble against him—what are we? Your grumbling is not against us but against the LORD.” (Exodus 16:2-8 ESV) Song: Manna (After All This Time) by Chris Renzema Lyrics: Feels like 40 years since I saw that burning bush And even longer still Since I felt the heat from that flame And if I'm being honest with You Sure hoped there'd be a few More of those along the way But I still believe You're here even in the waiting 'Cause after all these years I still love You And after all these years I'll still praise Your holy name 'Cause even when I've lost my taste for manna It comes from Heaven all the same every day It comes from Heaven all the same Feels like 40 years since I saw You split the sea And even longer still Since You split this heart in me And I don't know why Some days I just get so afraid That meeting You was just a dream So when I'm falling asleep Would You come wake some faith in me 'Cause after all these years I still love You And after all these years I'll still praise Your holy name 'Cause even when I've lost my taste for manna It comes from Heaven all the same (comes from Heaven all the same) Even when I've lost my taste for manna It comes from Heaven all the same every day It comes from Heaven all the same Whether or not I recognize The miracle hidden in the mundane Oh the bread of Heaven's offered either way Prayer: O Lord, have mercy upon us. O Christ, have mercy upon us. O Spirit, have mercy upon us. O God the Father in heaven, we beseech you, hear us. O God the Son, Redeemer of the world, we beseech you, hear us. O God the Holy Spirit, our Comforter, we beseech you, hear us. Be gracious unto us. Spare us, good Lord. Be gracious unto us. Help us, good Lord. Be gracious unto us. Save us, good Lord, from our sin, from our errors, from all evil. Good Lord, deliver us. Lord, have mercy upon us. Amen. — Gregory the Great

THIS WEEK'S GUEST: JAMES WINCHESTEROn this week's episode of The Maggie Williams Podcast, we're chatting with a dedicated husband, father, and outdoorsman who is working hard on the field when he isn't hunting in the field; James Winchester, long snapper for the Kansas City Chiefs and 3x Super Bowl Champion. Originally from Washington, Oklahoma, James has built a remarkable career in the NFL as a trusted long snapper for the Chiefs. Since joining the team in 2015, he's been an essential part of their special teams unit, contributing to multiple Super Bowl victories. With 18 career playoff wins, he's currently tied with Travis Kelce for fifth-most all-time playoff wins in NFL history. Off the field, James is just as passionate about hunting—from chasing ducks in the marsh to bowhunting midwest whitetail and wild turkeys—and he's passing down his love for the outdoors to his 7-year-old son, Jase. Inside This Episode:• James' journey to the NFL – Did he always plan to be a long snapper? How did a small-town boy from Oklahoma find longevity within the sport and establish his career as a professional football player?• Hunting & football crossover – The mental toughness, strategy, and patience required for both.• Duck hunting – James' history as a duck hunter and his passion for the sport. • Turkey hunting – Turkey hunting strategies, James' ambitions of a grand slam, and his turkey hunting plans for the spring. • Deer hunting – Bow vs. rifle, dream hunt destinations, and management practices. • Passing down the tradition – His son Jase's first hunts, favorite moments, and the lessons he's excited to teach.From winning on the field to winning in the woods, this episode is packed with football, hunting, and family traditions. Don't miss it!Find our guest James Winchester at:Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jwinchester41/?hl=enFind our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwThanks again to our commercial sponsors!If you need a knife that stays sharp when it matters, Outdoor Edge's RazorSafe system is the perfect solution. With its easy-to-use, replaceable blades, you can keep a fresh, razor-sharp edge at all times. Head to OutdoorEdge.com and use code MAGGIE at checkout for 15% off your first order.Shop now: https://www.outdooredge.com/collections/huntingSponsored by Armando Fonticiella, a dedicated hunter and attorney serving Northeast Arkansas. Armando is committed to supporting hunters and preserving the resources we all treasure. Whether you're in the field or need legal advice, The Fonticiella Law Firm is here to protect you and uphold our outdoor traditions. Learn more: https://www.fonticiellalaw.com/aboutOuterLimit Powersports: Located in Dyersburg, TN, OuterLimit Powersports is your go-to destination for all things off-road and outdoor adventure. An award-winning Can-Am dealership dedicated to equipping you with everything you need to conquer your outdoor adventures or agricultural needs. OuterLimit Powersports provides expert customer service, top-of-the-line equipment, and a wide variety of accessories to keep your adventures running smoothly. Visit OuterLimit Powersports and let the adventure begin! https://www.outerlimitpowersports.com/SHOP OFFICIAL PODCAST MERCH: https://themaggiewilliams.comIf you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week.

Good morning, Gus! We're back for 8 episodes, this one from Figure 8 on Chicon, recorded some time ago after Rooster Teeth went under. Please consider less that it's dated and think of it more along the lines of it being a time capsule of the friendship of Gustavo Sorola & Geoff Ramsey after the company they started came to an end. They also talk about Phantom menace 25th, Unfortunates of being a regular, The closure, Moving, Who buys the coffee, Property brothers, Our other podcasts, How to end this show, and a 25 year legacy. Editing & Theme Song by Richard Norman. Follow his band Good Lord on IG https://www.instagram.com/go.odlord/ and listen on Spotify https://open.spotify.com/artist/2xYhRbPkrJ45jZsOtTbRth Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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On this week's episode of The Maggie Williams Podcast, we're recording at the picturesque Elbow Slough, diving into its history and discussing all things duck hunting with special guest, Gary Stavrum. Throughout the interview, Gary shares his expertise in developing duck hunting habitats, his passion for conservation, and his experiences while curating a hidden gem amongst Arkansas' premier hunting properties. Like Maggie, Gary is also one of the earliest supporters of Chene Gear. He discusses his experience as a customer of the brand and his favorite Chene Gear products to use in the field. This episode blends history, hunting, and heartfelt memories into a conversation that celebrates the enduring spirit of the waterfowling community.  Find our guest Gary Stavrum at:Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/garystavrum/Find our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwThanks again to our commercial sponsors!If you need a knife that stays sharp when it matters, Outdoor Edge's RazorSafe system is the perfect solution. With its easy-to-use, replaceable blades, you can keep a fresh, razor-sharp edge at all times. Head to OutdoorEdge.com and use code MAGGIE at checkout for 15% off your first order.Shop now: https://www.outdooredge.com/collections/huntingSponsored by Armando Fonticiella, a dedicated hunter and attorney serving Northeast Arkansas. Armando is committed to supporting hunters and preserving the resources we all treasure. Whether you're in the field or need legal advice, The Fonticiella Law Firm is here to protect you and uphold our outdoor traditions. Learn more: https://www.fonticiellalaw.com/aboutOuterLimit Powersports: Located in Dyersburg, TN, OuterLimit Powersports is your go-to destination for all things off-road and outdoor adventure. An award-winning Can-Am dealership dedicated to equipping you with everything you need to conquer your outdoor adventures or agricultural needs. OuterLimit Powersports provides expert customer service, top-of-the-line equipment, and a wide variety of accessories to keep your adventures running smoothly. Visit OuterLimit Powersports and let the adventure begin! https://www.outerlimitpowersports.com/SHOP OFFICIAL PODCAST MERCH: https://themaggiewilliamspodcastshop.com/If you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week.

On this week's episode of The Maggie Williams Podcast, we're diving into the world of premier waterfowl hunting with Ira and Aaron McCauley. The brothers wear many hats, as they are known as highly respected veterinarians and co-founders of the legendary Habitat Flats.Ira McCauley, founder of MOMarsh, is known as the brains behind many industry-leading hunting innovations. During the episode, Ira shared stories about the birth of the brand as well as what we can expect to see next from MOMarsh. Recorded after a hunt at Locust Grove, their personal duck haven, we discuss their passion for conservation, their business background, innovative hunting inventions, and their dedication to making the world a better place. Don't miss this behind-the-scenes conversation with the two brothers redefining the waterfowling experience.  Find our guest Ira at: https://www.instagram.com/iramomarsh/?hl=enFind our guest Aaron at: https://www.instagram.com/silver__jesus/Shop MOmarsh here: https://momarsh.com/Find our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwThanks again to our commercial sponsors!If you need a knife that stays sharp when it matters, Outdoor Edge's RazorSafe system is the perfect solution. With its easy-to-use, replaceable blades, you can keep a fresh, razor-sharp edge at all times. Head to OutdoorEdge.com and use code MAGGIE at checkout for 15% off your first order.Shop now: https://www.outdooredge.com/collections/huntingSponsored by Armando Fonticiella, a dedicated hunter and attorney serving Northeast Arkansas. Armando is committed to supporting hunters and preserving the resources we all treasure. Whether you're in the field or need legal advice, The Fonticiella Law Firm is here to protect you and uphold our outdoor traditions. Learn more: https://www.fonticiellalaw.com/aboutOuterLimit Powersports: Located in Dyersburg, TN, OuterLimit Powersports is your go-to destination for all things off-road and outdoor adventure. An award-winning Can-Am dealership dedicated to equipping you with everything you need to conquer your outdoor adventures or agricultural needs. OuterLimit Powersports provides expert customer service, top-of-the-line equipment, and a wide variety of accessories to keep your adventures running smoothly. Visit OuterLimit Powersports and let the adventure begin! https://www.outerlimitpowersports.com/SHOP OFFICIAL PODCAST MERCH: https://themaggiewilliamspodcastshop.com/If you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week.

On this week's episode, between her travels and hunting, Maggie sits down with family friends Bryhn and Clay Craft to discuss their recent accomplishments in the deer woods.  During the week of Halloween, Bryhn found success when hunting a Northern Missouri giant typical scoring 189", just days before his son, Clay, connected with his target buck in Kansas, entering the coveted 200" club with a nontypical he had on camera for years. Listen to this week's episode to hear the stories behind the two world-class whitetails and what approaches the two skilled hunters credit for their success.Bryhn Craft is a broker and owner at Midwest Land Group, a real estate firm specializing in recreational and hunting properties across 13 states. Originally from Jackson, Mississippi, Bryhn developed a deep connection to the outdoors early in life, starting to hunt at the age of eight. His passion for hunting and land led him to the Midwest, where he transitioned from recreational hunting into the business of land sales. Through Midwest Land Group, he helps clients buy and sell properties that align with their outdoor and hunting lifestyles. Bryhn Craft is well-regarded for his expertise in land management and has built a reputation for dedication and client-centered service. His personal interests focus on bowhunting whitetail deer, and he owns several hunting properties across the Midwest.  Beyond his brokerage work, he also has experience starring on multiple hunting television shows with his son Clay over the last 20 years, including Mossy Oak's Hunting the Country, Whitetail Properties TV, and Heartland Bowhunter, demonstrating his commitment to promoting and celebrating hunting culture. Find our guest Bryhn at: https://www.instagram.com/bryhncraft/Find our guest Clay at: https://www.instagram.com/claycrafty/Find our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwThanks again to our commercial sponsors!If you need a knife that stays sharp when it matters, Outdoor Edge's RazorSafe system is the perfect solution. With its easy-to-use, replaceable blades, you can keep a fresh, razor-sharp edge at all times. Head to OutdoorEdge.com and use code MAGGIE at checkout for 15% off your first order.Shop now: https://www.outdooredge.com/collections/huntingSponsored by Armando Fonticiella, a dedicated hunter and attorney serving Northeast Arkansas. Armando is committed to supporting hunters and preserving the resources we all treasure. Whether you're in the field or need legal advice, The Fonticiella Law Firm is here to protect you and uphold our outdoor traditions. Learn more: https://www.fonticiellalaw.com/aboutOuterLimit Powersports: Located in Dyersburg, TN, OuterLimit Powersports is your go-to destination for all things off-road and outdoor adventure. An award-winning Can-Am dealership dedicated to equipping you with everything you need to conquer your outdoor adventures or agricultural needs. OuterLimit Powersports provides expert customer service, top-of-the-line equipment, and a wide variety of accessories to keep your adventures running smoothly. Visit OuterLimit Powersports and let the adventure begin! https://www.outerlimitpowersports.com/SHOP OFFICIAL PODCAST MERCH: https://themaggiewilliamspodcastshop.com/If you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week.

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THIS WEEK'S GUEST: LACEY SNELL   Fair warning to my valued male listeners, unless you are planning to propose to your girlfriend, this podcast may not interest you. My apologies for straying from your trusted outdoor content! This moment was too special not to share. But trust we will be back to our regularly scheduled programming on the next episode. This week, Maggie and Lacey are podcasting on a road trip after a busy weekend in Alabama. In this episode of The Maggie Williams Podcast, we dive into an unforgettable "girls' weekend" at Pursell Farms. Join Maggie and Lacey as they recap all the fun activities, mishaps, and memorable moments that shaped their time together. Learn more about the duo's pivotal roles in pulling off the ultimate surprise: tricking Macy Watkins into arriving at her own engagement to Slade Johnston. From planning the perfect distractions and secretly preparing her for the day, to witnessing the heartfelt proposal, this episode is packed with behind-the-scenes stories that you won't want to miss. Tune in for all the details on this picture-perfect weekend and the special role our friendship played in making the engagement a reality!Watch Macy and Slade's beautiful engagement video by Tyler Sanders:https://www.instagram.com/reel/DBZghHgP6ZF/?igsh=MWR6ZjdzNmo0eGhoeA==Learn more about Pursell Farms: https://www.pursellfarms.com/Find our guest Lacey at:Instagram: TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@laceysnellofficialFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/people/Lacey-Snell/61551948503026/Find our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwThanks again to our commercial sponsors!If you need a knife that stays sharp when it matters, Outdoor Edge's RazorSafe system is the perfect solution. With its easy-to-use, replaceable blades, you can keep a fresh, razor-sharp edge at all times. Head to OutdoorEdge.com and use code MAGGIE at checkout for 15% off your first order.Shop now: https://www.outdooredge.com/collections/huntingSponsored by Armando Fonticiella, a dedicated hunter and attorney serving Northeast Arkansas. Armando is committed to supporting hunters and preserving the resources we all treasure. Whether you're in the field or need legal advice, The Fonticiella Law Firm is here to protect you and uphold our outdoor traditions. Learn more: https://www.fonticiellalaw.com/aboutOuterLimit Powersports: Located in Dyersburg, TN, OuterLimit Powersports is your go-to destination for all things off-road and outdoor adventure. An award-winning Can-Am dealership dedicated to equipping you with everything you need to conquer your outdoor adventures or agricultural needs. OuterLimit Powersports provides expert customer service, top-of-the-line equipment, and a wide variety of accessories to keep your adventures running smoothly. Visit OuterLimit Powersports and let the adventure begin! https://www.outerlimitpowersports.com/SHOP OFFICIAL PODCAST MERCH: https://themaggiewilliamspodcastshop.com/If you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week!

THIS WEEK'S GUEST: BROOK RICHARD This week, Maggie travels to see her friends at the Higdon Outdoors Headquarters in Paducah, Kentucky and welcomes Brook Richard to the show. As the Marketing Director at Higdon Outdoors, Brook plays a pivotal role in the world of waterfowl hunting. Brook Richard has made a name for himself as a highly-skilled competition duck caller, winning several prestigious titles, including being crowned Louisiana State Duck Calling Champion, as well as the World Team Live Duck Calling Champion. Today, Brook takes pride in judging calling contests and helping others in their duck-calling endeavors. Brook has judged World Speck, World Snow, World Duck, Sr. Worlds, Women's Worlds, Intermediate Worlds, Jr. Worlds, and countless state and regional duck calling contests. As a well-seasoned hunter himself, Brook is deeply involved with Ducks Unlimited Television, where he shares his passion for hunting and conservation. Whether he's traveling the country with the Higdon crew or working to innovate the latest waterfowl hunting gear, Brook's contributions continue to shape the industry. Aside from his many esteemed accomplishments, those around Brook all agree that he is salt-of-the-earth and an even higher caliber of a human as he is a hunter.  If you ask Brook, he excitedly exclaims to all that his proudest accolades in life are being husband to Jennifer and dad to Hallie. In this episode, Brook talks about his journey with Higdon Outdoors and his most memorable moments in the field. As the episode continues, he dives into the importance of conserving habitats for future generations of hunters. This episode is a must-listen for all waterfowl hunters and outdoorsmen alike. Find our guest Brook at:Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/brookarichard/TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@brookarichardFind our host Maggie at:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@themaggiewilliams?lang=enInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/themaggiewilliams/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/themaggiewilliamspodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnJHqUBdfgnFLc3P87r88VwThanks again to our commercial sponsors!If you need a knife that stays sharp when it matters, Outdoor Edge's RazorSafe system is the perfect solution. With its easy-to-use, replaceable blades, you can keep a fresh, razor-sharp edge at all times. Head to OutdoorEdge.com and use code MAGGIE at checkout for 15% off your first order.Shop now: https://www.outdooredge.com/collections/huntingSponsored by Armando Fonticiella, a dedicated hunter and attorney serving Northeast Arkansas. Armando is committed to supporting hunters and preserving the resources we all treasure. Whether you're in the field or need legal advice, The Fonticiella Law Firm is here to protect you and uphold our outdoor traditions. Learn more: https://www.fonticiellalaw.com/aboutOuterLimit Powersports: Located in Dyersburg, TN, OuterLimit Powersports is your go-to destination for all things off-road and outdoor adventure. An award-winning Can-Am dealership dedicated to equipping you with everything you need to conquer your outdoor adventures or agricultural needs. OuterLimit Powersports provides expert customer service, top-of-the-line equipment, and a wide variety of accessories to keep your adventures running smoothly. Visit OuterLimit Powersports and let the adventure begin! https://www.outerlimitpowersports.com/SHOP OFFICIAL PODCAST MERCH: https://themaggiewilliamspodcastshop.com/If you enjoyed this week's podcast, please share it with a friend and give us a five-star rating. If you're feeling generous, I sure would appreciate a review! Thank you so much for putting us at #3 in the nation on the Wilderness Charts. All Glory to the Good Lord!God bless! See y'all here same time next week!