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 I help a female classmate with a ride to school and get surprising dividends.by senor longo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. Saturday, March 25, 1961.I worked, as usual, until one and then drove home for lunch before I mowed the lawn and raked leaves for another hour, finishing at 4:30 so I could shower and take a short nap before dinner and dressing for a “party.” I knew that was a waste of time, but I had to maintain appearances. I had told Mom I was going to a party. I thought of it as a white lie because I knew there would be a lot of really close dancing and celebrating taking place. However, I couldn't reveal that we'd be naked at the time.I left the house just a few minutes before eight, pulling into Beverly's driveway just ten minutes later. I was laughing as Beverly opened the door in yet another revealing nightgown, or whatever it was she was wearing. All I knew was that my clothes hit the floor in an instant as I bent her over the couch for our first fuck of the evening. “Richard, you didn't use a condom!”“Not to worry; I'll be out and into your mouth long before I'm ready to spurt.” I was true to my word on that, pulling out just minutes later and spinning Beverly around and onto her knees. She cleaned my cock of her succulent juices before sucking me dry; at least until our next time.We were lolling around lazily a few minutes later when she asked if I recalled what she had said about who owned and managed the camp she had attended. “Sure,” I replied. “Didn't you say that it was run by several synagogues in the area?”“That's right and some of them are much more liberal than mine is.”“Okay.” I tried to sound confident as I did every day in class, but truthfully, I was confused.“I mentioned that because while my parents will only allow me to date and eventually marry an orthodox Jew, lots of the other girls' parents allow their daughters to date boys of any religion.”“Okay,” I said, knowing that my uncertainty was more obvious as I said it. Mostly, I was wondering where this conversation was going.“After all we've been through this weekend, I thought it might be cruel to just cut you loose without any sex on the horizon for you. Would you believe that you know a few of the other girls who were at the camp with me?”“Yeah, that makes sense, I guess.”“Not all of them were sexually active, but one was even more involved than I was.”“Wow, that's hard to believe, but I'll take your word for it.” I still had no idea where this was going, but I already told you that I'm not very good with women.“One of the things I love about you, Richard, is that you can be so naïve when it comes to women.”“That's pretty obvious, isn't it?”“Yes, it certainly is. So, let's see if you can guess who I'm talking about.”“Okay, there's Beverly Rich, but I know she has a boyfriend so I doubt it's her. There's Judith, but I can't believe it's her, either. She always acts like she's got a stick up her ass.” Beverly laughed like crazy, even as she agreed with me. “Sandra has a boyfriend, too, as do Wendy and Pam and Michelle. The only one I can even think of is Carol. She's always friendly, but she doesn't exude sex like some of the other girls in our class.”“Yeah, some of them act like genuine sluts, but it's just an act with most of them. I have to tell you that I've invited this girl to join us tonight. I want you to close your eyes and keep them closed until I tell you to open. Will you do that?”“Okay.” This time I was more than sure that I was in for a good time tonight. I only failed to realize how good and what new sexual frontiers I would break tonight.Beverly had me lie in the center of her double bed as she began to suck me to hardness. It wasn't long before I felt two tongues on my organ. Just that realization was enough to push me to rock hardness in spite of just cumming a few minutes ago. Then I felt a pair of slender legs straddle my body. There were two hands on my cock, supporting it as I began to enter what seemed to be the tightest hole I could have imagined. It was lubricated, but it didn't feel like Beverly's cunt. Instinctively, I moved my hands up to grasp a small set of tits; much smaller than Beverly's. Still, massaged them and twisted her nipples, hearing her groan for the first time.I knew then who I was screwing, but I still didn't understand the tightness until Carol leaned forward to kiss me. “Fuck me, Richard. Fuck my ass and finger my cunt. Oh, dear God, I'm going to cum so fucking hard.” Carol's body convulsed wildly as she experienced what seemed to be a seriously major orgasm. When it comes to women, I can be a bit slow on the uptake, so it was several seconds before I processed what I had heard. Did she say “fuck my Ass?” Was that where my cock was now; buried in Carol's tight ass?Looking down I saw her vacant cunt and her ultra-tight sphincter wrapped tightly around my never-harder organ. Seeing how she had cum and was about to even harder again, I drove into her with increasing strength and speed. I had never even dreamed of such sexual nirvana, but here it was and I was actually part of it. Carol came again and then another two times before I literally exploded into her ass. I was exhausted and the clock only red 8:42.I looked up at Beverly as I asked her, “Why?”“Easy enough, Richard. You and Carol are both friends of mine and I know that anything we do will end tonight because of my parents' beliefs. Neither of you are dating, at least not seriously, so I thought you'd like a helping hand at getting together. You're both horny as hell and I know you're already good friends, so I took a shot at playing matchmaker.”What Beverly said made a lot of sense, but I needed to hear from Carol and I did as soon as my wilted cock fell from her anus. “You're probably thinking that anal sex is really filthy.” Actually, that's exactly what I was thinking. “It would be if I hadn't taken two enemas before coming here tonight. I'll do that whenever we date, assuming that we actually do, and if I can't, then you'll still be free to fuck my cunny, my cunt. My ass is different in that it's not self-lubricating like my cunt is, so I'll be sure to use plenty of lubricant whenever we date. I know that I don't have much in the tit department, but you can play with them whenever you want. Okay, not in school, but before and after and anytime we're dating. The same goes for my cunt.“You see, I spent most of my time at camp with the Negro chefs. My cunt is really tight; too tight to accommodate them, so we used my ass instead and I found that I loved it. We like each other, Richard, but we'll never be in love, so we can enjoy each other until we do find love. Is that okay with you?”“It sure as hell is! That sounds just great to me, so I assume that we can have a date next Friday night.”“Sure, and you can take me to and from school so you'll at least get a blowjob every day.”Beverly laughed as she told Carol she had already promised that.“Okay, you can have both of us blow you and you can finger two cunts, too; maybe even fuck both of us.”“It sounds great. I already have permission from my parents to give Beverly a ride every day because of the rapist I've red about in the paper. I do have one question. Where on earth did you learn to speak the way you do. I never thought I'd ever hear a woman use the word ‘cunt.'Beverly answered first. “That's from camp. Between the girl counselors and the Negro cooks, the language was pretty fucking raw. Words like ‘fuck' and ‘cunt' and ‘asshole' were used dozens of times every day. I had to be extra careful once I returned home and I know that Carol had the same problem. Besides, you've never been in the girls' room at school. The language there is really rough.” I nodded. My experiences in the boys' room were exactly the same. I'd never heard either of my sisters say anything, but I didn't spend twenty-four hours a day with them, either.Beverly had brought a warm soapy washcloth to clean my cock once we had finished talking. Carol had begun kissing me and, I had to admit, she was pretty damned good at it. Soon, Beverly was sucking my cock while Carol and I made out and, after about fifteen minutes, they switched places. Fuck! Sex with two women at once was pretty damned spectacular.We continued that way all night. I did cum six times, but each of them came at least eight, and probably more. I gave Carol a ride home and she sucked my cock all the way. Her family's home was on the way and I had a great idea what was in store for me next Friday evening. We could always figure out what we wanted to do at school during the week.Mom, of course, asked how the party was so I told her it wasn't really a party, just a group of five guys and seven girls, some Coke and chips, and some snacks courtesy of Beverly's mother. “We danced some and played Parcheesi and watched some TV, although I didn't watch, and I did get a date for Friday night with Carol Gold.”Is she kind of skinny with light brown hair?”“Yeah, Mom, but in case you haven't noticed, that pretty much describes me, too. Anyway, we were talking and found we had a lot in common so I asked her out. We'll figure out what during the week. It'll probably be a movie if there's anything decent playing.”“Maybe you'll get lucky and there will be some horror movie in one of the theaters,” my dad said.“Geez, Harold; you have a one-track mind. Leave him alone. He's never had much of a social life so he's entitled to one now. Don't you think?” I was sure Dad did, but he also knew better than to argue with Mom. He was sure to lose, just as he did many times in the past.I spent Sunday doing chores around the house and out in the yard, returning to school Monday morning. I picked up Carol at her home on the way and she couldn't wait to suck on my cock. She was still sucking when I stopped to pick up Beverly. Carol made room for Beverly once we were out of sight of her home and the two of them licked and sucked me until I was ready. Then, they swapped off; alternating swallowing a mouthful of hot slick semen; until I was empty. They licked me clean and gently returned my tired cock to my khaki's, just as I drove onto the school lot.The week went by quickly and before I knew it, I was picking up Carol for our date on Friday night. We'd decided on a movie, thinking that we could fuck all night. I'd found a great parking spot only about half a mile away and was looking forward to sticking my hard cock up her ass. The movie was described as a romantic adventure story, but it was more romantic than anything else. I didn't care. I was busy making out with Carol with my hand on her naked tit the entire time. We were seated in the last row of the balcony and my hand was hidden by her jacket. Her hand was inside my slacks, stroking my cock and preparing for my blowjob once we had left the theater.That's the way it went for the rest of the school year. The cops never did catch the rapist so I continued to give Carol and Beverly rides to school right up until graduation. I met Beverly's mother one morning and she wanted to pay for the gas I was using to drive Beverly to and from school. I politely refused, explaining that taking care of my classmate was something my parents expected of me and that they would be furious if I accepted any kind of reward for doing so. Beverly's mom smiled and thanked me, but we both wondered what she'd say if she knew how Beverly was actually rewarding my efforts.I did get lots of blowjobs from Beverly, either individually, or in tandem with Carol, but we never fucked again. Carol was happy to pick up the slack, giving me her cunt and her ass on a regular basis. I always fucked her ass on Saturday nights and her cunt on Fridays. I also got her two or three times a week on the way home from school once we had found a safe spot that was shielded from spying eyes by about twenty feet of high brush. We usually did it on the car hood once the weather was warmer in April, May, and June.Eight Years Later.Unfortunately, Carol had left the state to attend college in Illinois while I went to study in Massachusetts. We still got together during breaks and in the summer. We knew we would never become serious romantically; we only enjoyed fucking each other. We rarely saw Beverly during that time and the only contact I had was the occasional phone call; just enough to keep in touch with a classmate and friend, but not enough to make her parents suspicious. Unlike Carol and me who had gone out of state to college. Beverly's overbearing parents had kept her at home. She was engaged to a rabbi's son as soon as she had graduated from Yeshiva University, which I knew was someplace in Manhattan, in New York City. I hoped at the time that she'd be happy, but for some reason, I doubted it.That proved true when I red in the legal ads that Beverly and her husband divorced after four years. I knew that Carol had married. She had become a lawyer and her husband was a local justice who later was appointed to one of the state courts.I had studied business administration with an emphasis on accounting, taking an entry-level position with one of the major financial services firms, working my way up the corporate ladder slowly but surely. I had gained a reputation as a straight shooter, always being honest and telling the truth, even when the truth reflected poorly on me. It was that attitude that caught the attention of one of the firm's three principals. I suddenly found myself earning more than most of those hired at the same time as me, or even a year or two before me. I was given more responsibility and the opportunity to lead groups of accountants on jobs that required more and more responsibility.It was through my relationship with this man that I was invited to the Christmas party at his house during my fourth year on the job. We'd had a party for the employees two weeks earlier, but this was more for his friends and family. I was tempted to pass, but Bradley insisted, telling me that he'd be really pissed if I didn't show up.I had gained a lot of weight since graduating high school so I was now six feet four inches tall and weighed a firm two hundred pounds. I worked out several times a week and ate sensibly. Dressed in a navy blue blazer and grey flannel slacks with cordovan loafers, I felt I would be appropriately dressed. Well, I hoped I'd be appropriate. I checked my tie at the door before knocking.I had no idea what to expect and I had thought several times during the week that I had been invited to serve as bartender. Instead, I was greeted by Bradley and introduced to his wife who insisted that I call her Denise. She took me by the arm, leading me, I thought, to the bar. I learned then the real reason why I was invited; their daughter, Sandra. She was a year younger than me and had studied nursing. Many of my friends as an undergrad tended to think of nursing students as stupid, horny, and easy women, but I knew better. My mom was an RN and she had told us how arduous the course of study had been. Sandra was a tall good-looking woman with a slender athletic body. Overall, at least an eight on a scale of ten, was my initial assessment.“Richard, this is my daughter, Sandra. Sandra, will you please show him around while I play hostess for a while?”We stood there for a few minutes, just looking into each other's eyes until Sandra spoke with a chuckle. “Do you have the feeling that we've been set up? I'm related to them and even I'm embarrassed.”“Um, I did have that thought a few times, especially when your dad threatened to fire me if I didn't show up.”“Oh no, he didn't do that, did he?”“Actually, he didn't come out and say it, but it was kind of implied. So, if I've been set up, I might as well take advantage of the situation and get to know you. That'll probably satisfy your parents, and who knows? So, tell me, what you do?” And then she did, following up by asking me about my work.She replied once my story was done, “You know, I always thought that accounting was boring, but you make it seem fascinating.”“Well, like any other job there are parts that actually are as boring as hell. Then there are some jobs where you actually look forward to the boring work because the people you have to work with on the account are obnoxious. And some are even worse.”Sandra smiled as we were offered some boiled shrimp and cocktail sauce by a waitress. Then she reacted to what I had said. “I'm sure you're just making that up.”“Yeah, I wish! What do you tell someone who questions your effort on their investments when they've returned 7% and the overall market has returned 2 point 5? The fact that you are a lady and my boss's daughter, prevents me from being totally honest.”“That's not what Daddy has told me about you. He says you're always honest.”“I try to be, but some clients don't really want to hear the truth. They don't want to hear that their investment strategies have been idiotic or even dangerous, so I do try to tamp it down quite a bit. However, I refuse to take responsibility for their stupid decisions, so I do occasionally have to remind them that they did this or that against my advice, and now they're suffering the consequences of their own stupidity. That's also why I keep excellent records of conversations and meetings.”Sandra took my arm then and led me to the bar. She had a gin and tonic; I had a Coke. “Don't you drink?”“Sure, but not at an occasion like this. If I was out with friends, no problem, but I'm not taking a chance on embarrassing myself or my hosts by getting even a little tipsy.”Sandra stood silently and looked at me before leading me away from the crowd to a deserted and chilly patio. She took my drink and put both onto a table before grabbing my head and pulling it down for a long and passionate kiss with lots of tongue from both of us.“Um, am I going to hear about this on Monday morning, if not sooner?”Sandra laughed for almost a minute before replying, “Not if you ask me out for next Friday and Saturday evenings.” Then she added, " I knew there was a good reason why I wore heels tonight. This way I won't have to reach up too far for our next kiss." She proved that a few seconds later with an even more passionate kiss that went on and on, not that either of us was complaining.Now it was my turn to laugh. “I like a woman who's direct. Think you'd like to see My Fair Lady? I know it's been around for a couple of years, but it's still next to impossible to get tickets. I'd take you to dinner first. If we do that on Friday, we can discuss what we want to do on Saturday.”“How are you going to get tickets on such short notice?”“The producer is one of our clients and he's offered them to me several times. I can send him a text right now if you like.” I did and sure enough I was promised row eight center tickets fifteen minutes later. That was the start of my relationship with Sandra, who became Sandy long before she was introduced to my family on Christmas Eve, just two weeks later. We spent New Year's Eve at dinner before dancing extremely closely and retiring to my townhouse for the evening. That was our first time making love, and that's exactly what it was. Surprisingly, I never heard a word from her father. I did hear from him and my future mother-in-law four months later when Sandy phoned to tell them that she was engaged.She and I were making up the guest list to our wedding and reception when she told me that we must absolutely invite Beverly. “I need to thank her for helping to give you the wonderful sexual skills you have today. No man has ever made me feel the way you do. Of course, my love for you has a lot to do with it, but,” I put Beverly's name and her parents' address on the list that was swollen to more than three hundred by the time it was finished. The Grand Ballroom at the Waldorf Astoria was rented and no expense was spared for the only child of my boss and his wife. By then I was a junior partner in the firm.I rewarded my in-laws for their love and confidence in me by working extra hard. In turn, Sandy rewarded me by working me extra hard every night, usually several times, even after we had confirmed her four pregnancies.Beverly did attend our wedding and the reception with her Lutheran boyfriend. She and Sandy talked for almost half an hour and; yes; my ears were burning. I knew they were talking about me and I didn't care even a little. Beverly had been instrumental in making my teenage sex life successful, breaking me out of my shell and helping me to acquire the skills and confidence that would ensure that my wife would be mine forever.by senor longo.

 I help a female classmate with a ride to school and get surprising dividends.by senor longo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. Saturday, March 25, 1961.I worked, as usual, until one and then drove home for lunch before I mowed the lawn and raked leaves for another hour, finishing at 4:30 so I could shower and take a short nap before dinner and dressing for a “party.” I knew that was a waste of time, but I had to maintain appearances. I had told Mom I was going to a party. I thought of it as a white lie because I knew there would be a lot of really close dancing and celebrating taking place. However, I couldn't reveal that we'd be naked at the time.I left the house just a few minutes before eight, pulling into Beverly's driveway just ten minutes later. I was laughing as Beverly opened the door in yet another revealing nightgown, or whatever it was she was wearing. All I knew was that my clothes hit the floor in an instant as I bent her over the couch for our first fuck of the evening. “Richard, you didn't use a condom!”“Not to worry; I'll be out and into your mouth long before I'm ready to spurt.” I was true to my word on that, pulling out just minutes later and spinning Beverly around and onto her knees. She cleaned my cock of her succulent juices before sucking me dry; at least until our next time.We were lolling around lazily a few minutes later when she asked if I recalled what she had said about who owned and managed the camp she had attended. “Sure,” I replied. “Didn't you say that it was run by several synagogues in the area?”“That's right and some of them are much more liberal than mine is.”“Okay.” I tried to sound confident as I did every day in class, but truthfully, I was confused.“I mentioned that because while my parents will only allow me to date and eventually marry an orthodox Jew, lots of the other girls' parents allow their daughters to date boys of any religion.”“Okay,” I said, knowing that my uncertainty was more obvious as I said it. Mostly, I was wondering where this conversation was going.“After all we've been through this weekend, I thought it might be cruel to just cut you loose without any sex on the horizon for you. Would you believe that you know a few of the other girls who were at the camp with me?”“Yeah, that makes sense, I guess.”“Not all of them were sexually active, but one was even more involved than I was.”“Wow, that's hard to believe, but I'll take your word for it.” I still had no idea where this was going, but I already told you that I'm not very good with women.“One of the things I love about you, Richard, is that you can be so naïve when it comes to women.”“That's pretty obvious, isn't it?”“Yes, it certainly is. So, let's see if you can guess who I'm talking about.”“Okay, there's Beverly Rich, but I know she has a boyfriend so I doubt it's her. There's Judith, but I can't believe it's her, either. She always acts like she's got a stick up her ass.” Beverly laughed like crazy, even as she agreed with me. “Sandra has a boyfriend, too, as do Wendy and Pam and Michelle. The only one I can even think of is Carol. She's always friendly, but she doesn't exude sex like some of the other girls in our class.”“Yeah, some of them act like genuine sluts, but it's just an act with most of them. I have to tell you that I've invited this girl to join us tonight. I want you to close your eyes and keep them closed until I tell you to open. Will you do that?”“Okay.” This time I was more than sure that I was in for a good time tonight. I only failed to realize how good and what new sexual frontiers I would break tonight.Beverly had me lie in the center of her double bed as she began to suck me to hardness. It wasn't long before I felt two tongues on my organ. Just that realization was enough to push me to rock hardness in spite of just cumming a few minutes ago. Then I felt a pair of slender legs straddle my body. There were two hands on my cock, supporting it as I began to enter what seemed to be the tightest hole I could have imagined. It was lubricated, but it didn't feel like Beverly's cunt. Instinctively, I moved my hands up to grasp a small set of tits; much smaller than Beverly's. Still, massaged them and twisted her nipples, hearing her groan for the first time.I knew then who I was screwing, but I still didn't understand the tightness until Carol leaned forward to kiss me. “Fuck me, Richard. Fuck my ass and finger my cunt. Oh, dear God, I'm going to cum so fucking hard.” Carol's body convulsed wildly as she experienced what seemed to be a seriously major orgasm. When it comes to women, I can be a bit slow on the uptake, so it was several seconds before I processed what I had heard. Did she say “fuck my Ass?” Was that where my cock was now; buried in Carol's tight ass?Looking down I saw her vacant cunt and her ultra-tight sphincter wrapped tightly around my never-harder organ. Seeing how she had cum and was about to even harder again, I drove into her with increasing strength and speed. I had never even dreamed of such sexual nirvana, but here it was and I was actually part of it. Carol came again and then another two times before I literally exploded into her ass. I was exhausted and the clock only red 8:42.I looked up at Beverly as I asked her, “Why?”“Easy enough, Richard. You and Carol are both friends of mine and I know that anything we do will end tonight because of my parents' beliefs. Neither of you are dating, at least not seriously, so I thought you'd like a helping hand at getting together. You're both horny as hell and I know you're already good friends, so I took a shot at playing matchmaker.”What Beverly said made a lot of sense, but I needed to hear from Carol and I did as soon as my wilted cock fell from her anus. “You're probably thinking that anal sex is really filthy.” Actually, that's exactly what I was thinking. “It would be if I hadn't taken two enemas before coming here tonight. I'll do that whenever we date, assuming that we actually do, and if I can't, then you'll still be free to fuck my cunny, my cunt. My ass is different in that it's not self-lubricating like my cunt is, so I'll be sure to use plenty of lubricant whenever we date. I know that I don't have much in the tit department, but you can play with them whenever you want. Okay, not in school, but before and after and anytime we're dating. The same goes for my cunt.“You see, I spent most of my time at camp with the Negro chefs. My cunt is really tight; too tight to accommodate them, so we used my ass instead and I found that I loved it. We like each other, Richard, but we'll never be in love, so we can enjoy each other until we do find love. Is that okay with you?”“It sure as hell is! That sounds just great to me, so I assume that we can have a date next Friday night.”“Sure, and you can take me to and from school so you'll at least get a blowjob every day.”Beverly laughed as she told Carol she had already promised that.“Okay, you can have both of us blow you and you can finger two cunts, too; maybe even fuck both of us.”“It sounds great. I already have permission from my parents to give Beverly a ride every day because of the rapist I've red about in the paper. I do have one question. Where on earth did you learn to speak the way you do. I never thought I'd ever hear a woman use the word ‘cunt.'Beverly answered first. “That's from camp. Between the girl counselors and the Negro cooks, the language was pretty fucking raw. Words like ‘fuck' and ‘cunt' and ‘asshole' were used dozens of times every day. I had to be extra careful once I returned home and I know that Carol had the same problem. Besides, you've never been in the girls' room at school. The language there is really rough.” I nodded. My experiences in the boys' room were exactly the same. I'd never heard either of my sisters say anything, but I didn't spend twenty-four hours a day with them, either.Beverly had brought a warm soapy washcloth to clean my cock once we had finished talking. Carol had begun kissing me and, I had to admit, she was pretty damned good at it. Soon, Beverly was sucking my cock while Carol and I made out and, after about fifteen minutes, they switched places. Fuck! Sex with two women at once was pretty damned spectacular.We continued that way all night. I did cum six times, but each of them came at least eight, and probably more. I gave Carol a ride home and she sucked my cock all the way. Her family's home was on the way and I had a great idea what was in store for me next Friday evening. We could always figure out what we wanted to do at school during the week.Mom, of course, asked how the party was so I told her it wasn't really a party, just a group of five guys and seven girls, some Coke and chips, and some snacks courtesy of Beverly's mother. “We danced some and played Parcheesi and watched some TV, although I didn't watch, and I did get a date for Friday night with Carol Gold.”Is she kind of skinny with light brown hair?”“Yeah, Mom, but in case you haven't noticed, that pretty much describes me, too. Anyway, we were talking and found we had a lot in common so I asked her out. We'll figure out what during the week. It'll probably be a movie if there's anything decent playing.”“Maybe you'll get lucky and there will be some horror movie in one of the theaters,” my dad said.“Geez, Harold; you have a one-track mind. Leave him alone. He's never had much of a social life so he's entitled to one now. Don't you think?” I was sure Dad did, but he also knew better than to argue with Mom. He was sure to lose, just as he did many times in the past.I spent Sunday doing chores around the house and out in the yard, returning to school Monday morning. I picked up Carol at her home on the way and she couldn't wait to suck on my cock. She was still sucking when I stopped to pick up Beverly. Carol made room for Beverly once we were out of sight of her home and the two of them licked and sucked me until I was ready. Then, they swapped off; alternating swallowing a mouthful of hot slick semen; until I was empty. They licked me clean and gently returned my tired cock to my khaki's, just as I drove onto the school lot.The week went by quickly and before I knew it, I was picking up Carol for our date on Friday night. We'd decided on a movie, thinking that we could fuck all night. I'd found a great parking spot only about half a mile away and was looking forward to sticking my hard cock up her ass. The movie was described as a romantic adventure story, but it was more romantic than anything else. I didn't care. I was busy making out with Carol with my hand on her naked tit the entire time. We were seated in the last row of the balcony and my hand was hidden by her jacket. Her hand was inside my slacks, stroking my cock and preparing for my blowjob once we had left the theater.That's the way it went for the rest of the school year. The cops never did catch the rapist so I continued to give Carol and Beverly rides to school right up until graduation. I met Beverly's mother one morning and she wanted to pay for the gas I was using to drive Beverly to and from school. I politely refused, explaining that taking care of my classmate was something my parents expected of me and that they would be furious if I accepted any kind of reward for doing so. Beverly's mom smiled and thanked me, but we both wondered what she'd say if she knew how Beverly was actually rewarding my efforts.I did get lots of blowjobs from Beverly, either individually, or in tandem with Carol, but we never fucked again. Carol was happy to pick up the slack, giving me her cunt and her ass on a regular basis. I always fucked her ass on Saturday nights and her cunt on Fridays. I also got her two or three times a week on the way home from school once we had found a safe spot that was shielded from spying eyes by about twenty feet of high brush. We usually did it on the car hood once the weather was warmer in April, May, and June.Eight Years Later.Unfortunately, Carol had left the state to attend college in Illinois while I went to study in Massachusetts. We still got together during breaks and in the summer. We knew we would never become serious romantically; we only enjoyed fucking each other. We rarely saw Beverly during that time and the only contact I had was the occasional phone call; just enough to keep in touch with a classmate and friend, but not enough to make her parents suspicious. Unlike Carol and me who had gone out of state to college. Beverly's overbearing parents had kept her at home. She was engaged to a rabbi's son as soon as she had graduated from Yeshiva University, which I knew was someplace in Manhattan, in New York City. I hoped at the time that she'd be happy, but for some reason, I doubted it.That proved true when I red in the legal ads that Beverly and her husband divorced after four years. I knew that Carol had married. She had become a lawyer and her husband was a local justice who later was appointed to one of the state courts.I had studied business administration with an emphasis on accounting, taking an entry-level position with one of the major financial services firms, working my way up the corporate ladder slowly but surely. I had gained a reputation as a straight shooter, always being honest and telling the truth, even when the truth reflected poorly on me. It was that attitude that caught the attention of one of the firm's three principals. I suddenly found myself earning more than most of those hired at the same time as me, or even a year or two before me. I was given more responsibility and the opportunity to lead groups of accountants on jobs that required more and more responsibility.It was through my relationship with this man that I was invited to the Christmas party at his house during my fourth year on the job. We'd had a party for the employees two weeks earlier, but this was more for his friends and family. I was tempted to pass, but Bradley insisted, telling me that he'd be really pissed if I didn't show up.I had gained a lot of weight since graduating high school so I was now six feet four inches tall and weighed a firm two hundred pounds. I worked out several times a week and ate sensibly. Dressed in a navy blue blazer and grey flannel slacks with cordovan loafers, I felt I would be appropriately dressed. Well, I hoped I'd be appropriate. I checked my tie at the door before knocking.I had no idea what to expect and I had thought several times during the week that I had been invited to serve as bartender. Instead, I was greeted by Bradley and introduced to his wife who insisted that I call her Denise. She took me by the arm, leading me, I thought, to the bar. I learned then the real reason why I was invited; their daughter, Sandra. She was a year younger than me and had studied nursing. Many of my friends as an undergrad tended to think of nursing students as stupid, horny, and easy women, but I knew better. My mom was an RN and she had told us how arduous the course of study had been. Sandra was a tall good-looking woman with a slender athletic body. Overall, at least an eight on a scale of ten, was my initial assessment.“Richard, this is my daughter, Sandra. Sandra, will you please show him around while I play hostess for a while?”We stood there for a few minutes, just looking into each other's eyes until Sandra spoke with a chuckle. “Do you have the feeling that we've been set up? I'm related to them and even I'm embarrassed.”“Um, I did have that thought a few times, especially when your dad threatened to fire me if I didn't show up.”“Oh no, he didn't do that, did he?”“Actually, he didn't come out and say it, but it was kind of implied. So, if I've been set up, I might as well take advantage of the situation and get to know you. That'll probably satisfy your parents, and who knows? So, tell me, what you do?” And then she did, following up by asking me about my work.She replied once my story was done, “You know, I always thought that accounting was boring, but you make it seem fascinating.”“Well, like any other job there are parts that actually are as boring as hell. Then there are some jobs where you actually look forward to the boring work because the people you have to work with on the account are obnoxious. And some are even worse.”Sandra smiled as we were offered some boiled shrimp and cocktail sauce by a waitress. Then she reacted to what I had said. “I'm sure you're just making that up.”“Yeah, I wish! What do you tell someone who questions your effort on their investments when they've returned 7% and the overall market has returned 2 point 5? The fact that you are a lady and my boss's daughter, prevents me from being totally honest.”“That's not what Daddy has told me about you. He says you're always honest.”“I try to be, but some clients don't really want to hear the truth. They don't want to hear that their investment strategies have been idiotic or even dangerous, so I do try to tamp it down quite a bit. However, I refuse to take responsibility for their stupid decisions, so I do occasionally have to remind them that they did this or that against my advice, and now they're suffering the consequences of their own stupidity. That's also why I keep excellent records of conversations and meetings.”Sandra took my arm then and led me to the bar. She had a gin and tonic; I had a Coke. “Don't you drink?”“Sure, but not at an occasion like this. If I was out with friends, no problem, but I'm not taking a chance on embarrassing myself or my hosts by getting even a little tipsy.”Sandra stood silently and looked at me before leading me away from the crowd to a deserted and chilly patio. She took my drink and put both onto a table before grabbing my head and pulling it down for a long and passionate kiss with lots of tongue from both of us.“Um, am I going to hear about this on Monday morning, if not sooner?”Sandra laughed for almost a minute before replying, “Not if you ask me out for next Friday and Saturday evenings.” Then she added, " I knew there was a good reason why I wore heels tonight. This way I won't have to reach up too far for our next kiss." She proved that a few seconds later with an even more passionate kiss that went on and on, not that either of us was complaining.Now it was my turn to laugh. “I like a woman who's direct. Think you'd like to see My Fair Lady? I know it's been around for a couple of years, but it's still next to impossible to get tickets. I'd take you to dinner first. If we do that on Friday, we can discuss what we want to do on Saturday.”“How are you going to get tickets on such short notice?”“The producer is one of our clients and he's offered them to me several times. I can send him a text right now if you like.” I did and sure enough I was promised row eight center tickets fifteen minutes later. That was the start of my relationship with Sandra, who became Sandy long before she was introduced to my family on Christmas Eve, just two weeks later. We spent New Year's Eve at dinner before dancing extremely closely and retiring to my townhouse for the evening. That was our first time making love, and that's exactly what it was. Surprisingly, I never heard a word from her father. I did hear from him and my future mother-in-law four months later when Sandy phoned to tell them that she was engaged.She and I were making up the guest list to our wedding and reception when she told me that we must absolutely invite Beverly. “I need to thank her for helping to give you the wonderful sexual skills you have today. No man has ever made me feel the way you do. Of course, my love for you has a lot to do with it, but,” I put Beverly's name and her parents' address on the list that was swollen to more than three hundred by the time it was finished. The Grand Ballroom at the Waldorf Astoria was rented and no expense was spared for the only child of my boss and his wife. By then I was a junior partner in the firm.I rewarded my in-laws for their love and confidence in me by working extra hard. In turn, Sandy rewarded me by working me extra hard every night, usually several times, even after we had confirmed her four pregnancies.Beverly did attend our wedding and the reception with her Lutheran boyfriend. She and Sandy talked for almost half an hour and; yes; my ears were burning. I knew they were talking about me and I didn't care even a little. Beverly had been instrumental in making my teenage sex life successful, breaking me out of my shell and helping me to acquire the skills and confidence that would ensure that my wife would be mine forever.by senor longo.

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I help a female classmate with a ride to school and get surprising dividends.by senor longo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.Saturday, March 25, 1961.I worked, as usual, until one and then drove home for lunch before I mowed the lawn and raked leaves for another hour, finishing at 4:30 so I could shower and take a short nap before dinner and dressing for a “party.” I knew that was a waste of time, but I had to maintain appearances. I had told Mom I was going to a party. I thought of it as a white lie because I knew there would be a lot of really close dancing and celebrating taking place. However, I couldn't reveal that we'd be naked at the time.I left the house just a few minutes before eight, pulling into Beverly's driveway just ten minutes later. I was laughing as Beverly opened the door in yet another revealing nightgown, or whatever it was she was wearing. All I knew was that my clothes hit the floor in an instant as I bent her over the couch for our first fuck of the evening. “Richard, you didn't use a condom!”“Not to worry; I'll be out and into your mouth long before I'm ready to spurt.” I was true to my word on that, pulling out just minutes later and spinning Beverly around and onto her knees. She cleaned my cock of her succulent juices before sucking me dry; at least until our next time.We were lolling around lazily a few minutes later when she asked if I recalled what she had said about who owned and managed the camp she had attended. “Sure,” I replied. “Didn't you say that it was run by several synagogues in the area?”“That's right and some of them are much more liberal than mine is.”“Okay.” I tried to sound confident as I did every day in class, but truthfully, I was confused.“I mentioned that because while my parents will only allow me to date and eventually marry an orthodox Jew, lots of the other girls' parents allow their daughters to date boys of any religion.”“Okay,” I said, knowing that my uncertainty was more obvious as I said it. Mostly, I was wondering where this conversation was going.“After all we've been through this weekend, I thought it might be cruel to just cut you loose without any sex on the horizon for you. Would you believe that you know a few of the other girls who were at the camp with me?”“Yeah, that makes sense, I guess.”“Not all of them were sexually active, but one was even more involved than I was.”“Wow, that's hard to believe, but I'll take your word for it.” I still had no idea where this was going, but I already told you that I'm not very good with women.“One of the things I love about you, Richard, is that you can be so naïve when it comes to women.”“That's pretty obvious, isn't it?”“Yes, it certainly is. So, let's see if you can guess who I'm talking about.”“Okay, there's Beverly Rich, but I know she has a boyfriend so I doubt it's her. There's Judith, but I can't believe it's her, either. She always acts like she's got a stick up her ass.” Beverly laughed like crazy, even as she agreed with me. “Sandra has a boyfriend, too, as do Wendy and Pam and Michelle. The only one I can even think of is Carol. She's always friendly, but she doesn't exude sex like some of the other girls in our class.”“Yeah, some of them act like genuine sluts, but it's just an act with most of them. I have to tell you that I've invited this girl to join us tonight. I want you to close your eyes and keep them closed until I tell you to open. Will you do that?”“Okay.” This time I was more than sure that I was in for a good time tonight. I only failed to realize how good and what new sexual frontiers I would break tonight.Beverly had me lie in the center of her double bed as she began to suck me to hardness. It wasn't long before I felt two tongues on my organ. Just that realization was enough to push me to rock hardness in spite of just cumming a few minutes ago. Then I felt a pair of slender legs straddle my body. There were two hands on my cock, supporting it as I began to enter what seemed to be the tightest hole I could have imagined. It was lubricated, but it didn't feel like Beverly's cunt. Instinctively, I moved my hands up to grasp a small set of tits; much smaller than Beverly's. Still, massaged them and twisted her nipples, hearing her groan for the first time.I knew then who I was screwing, but I still didn't understand the tightness until Carol leaned forward to kiss me. “Fuck me, Richard. Fuck my ass and finger my cunt. Oh, dear God, I'm going to cum so fucking hard.” Carol's body convulsed wildly as she experienced what seemed to be a seriously major orgasm. When it comes to women, I can be a bit slow on the uptake, so it was several seconds before I processed what I had heard. Did she say “fuck my Ass?” Was that where my cock was now; buried in Carol's tight ass?Looking down I saw her vacant cunt and her ultra-tight sphincter wrapped tightly around my never-harder organ. Seeing how she had cum and was about to even harder again, I drove into her with increasing strength and speed. I had never even dreamed of such sexual nirvana, but here it was and I was actually part of it. Carol came again and then another two times before I literally exploded into her ass. I was exhausted and the clock only red 8:42.I looked up at Beverly as I asked her, “Why?”“Easy enough, Richard. You and Carol are both friends of mine and I know that anything we do will end tonight because of my parents' beliefs. Neither of you are dating, at least not seriously, so I thought you'd like a helping hand at getting together. You're both horny as hell and I know you're already good friends, so I took a shot at playing matchmaker.”What Beverly said made a lot of sense, but I needed to hear from Carol and I did as soon as my wilted cock fell from her anus. “You're probably thinking that anal sex is really filthy.” Actually, that's exactly what I was thinking. “It would be if I hadn't taken two enemas before coming here tonight. I'll do that whenever we date, assuming that we actually do, and if I can't, then you'll still be free to fuck my cunny, my cunt. My ass is different in that it's not self-lubricating like my cunt is, so I'll be sure to use plenty of lubricant whenever we date. I know that I don't have much in the tit department, but you can play with them whenever you want. Okay, not in school, but before and after and anytime we're dating. The same goes for my cunt.“You see, I spent most of my time at camp with the Negro chefs. My cunt is really tight; too tight to accommodate them, so we used my ass instead and I found that I loved it. We like each other, Richard, but we'll never be in love, so we can enjoy each other until we do find love. Is that okay with you?”“It sure as hell is! That sounds just great to me, so I assume that we can have a date next Friday night.”“Sure, and you can take me to and from school so you'll at least get a blowjob every day.”Beverly laughed as she told Carol she had already promised that.“Okay, you can have both of us blow you and you can finger two cunts, too; maybe even fuck both of us.”“It sounds great. I already have permission from my parents to give Beverly a ride every day because of the rapist I've red about in the paper. I do have one question. Where on earth did you learn to speak the way you do. I never thought I'd ever hear a woman use the word ‘cunt.'Beverly answered first. “That's from camp. Between the girl counselors and the Negro cooks, the language was pretty fucking raw. Words like ‘fuck' and ‘cunt' and ‘asshole' were used dozens of times every day. I had to be extra careful once I returned home and I know that Carol had the same problem. Besides, you've never been in the girls' room at school. The language there is really rough.” I nodded. My experiences in the boys' room were exactly the same. I'd never heard either of my sisters say anything, but I didn't spend twenty-four hours a day with them, either.Beverly had brought a warm soapy washcloth to clean my cock once we had finished talking. Carol had begun kissing me and, I had to admit, she was pretty damned good at it. Soon, Beverly was sucking my cock while Carol and I made out and, after about fifteen minutes, they switched places. Fuck! Sex with two women at once was pretty damned spectacular.We continued that way all night. I did cum six times, but each of them came at least eight, and probably more. I gave Carol a ride home and she sucked my cock all the way. Her family's home was on the way and I had a great idea what was in store for me next Friday evening. We could always figure out what we wanted to do at school during the week.Mom, of course, asked how the party was so I told her it wasn't really a party, just a group of five guys and seven girls, some Coke and chips, and some snacks courtesy of Beverly's mother. “We danced some and played Parcheesi and watched some TV, although I didn't watch, and I did get a date for Friday night with Carol Gold.”Is she kind of skinny with light brown hair?”“Yeah, Mom, but in case you haven't noticed, that pretty much describes me, too. Anyway, we were talking and found we had a lot in common so I asked her out. We'll figure out what during the week. It'll probably be a movie if there's anything decent playing.”“Maybe you'll get lucky and there will be some horror movie in one of the theaters,” my dad said.“Geez, Harold; you have a one-track mind. Leave him alone. He's never had much of a social life so he's entitled to one now. Don't you think?” I was sure Dad did, but he also knew better than to argue with Mom. He was sure to lose, just as he did many times in the past.I spent Sunday doing chores around the house and out in the yard, returning to school Monday morning. I picked up Carol at her home on the way and she couldn't wait to suck on my cock. She was still sucking when I stopped to pick up Beverly. Carol made room for Beverly once we were out of sight of her home and the two of them licked and sucked me until I was ready. Then, they swapped off; alternating swallowing a mouthful of hot slick semen; until I was empty. They licked me clean and gently returned my tired cock to my khaki's, just as I drove onto the school lot.The week went by quickly and before I knew it, I was picking up Carol for our date on Friday night. We'd decided on a movie, thinking that we could fuck all night. I'd found a great parking spot only about half a mile away and was looking forward to sticking my hard cock up her ass. The movie was described as a romantic adventure story, but it was more romantic than anything else. I didn't care. I was busy making out with Carol with my hand on her naked tit the entire time. We were seated in the last row of the balcony and my hand was hidden by her jacket. Her hand was inside my slacks, stroking my cock and preparing for my blowjob once we had left the theater.That's the way it went for the rest of the school year. The cops never did catch the rapist so I continued to give Carol and Beverly rides to school right up until graduation. I met Beverly's mother one morning and she wanted to pay for the gas I was using to drive Beverly to and from school. I politely refused, explaining that taking care of my classmate was something my parents expected of me and that they would be furious if I accepted any kind of reward for doing so. Beverly's mom smiled and thanked me, but we both wondered what she'd say if she knew how Beverly was actually rewarding my efforts.I did get lots of blowjobs from Beverly, either individually, or in tandem with Carol, but we never fucked again. Carol was happy to pick up the slack, giving me her cunt and her ass on a regular basis. I always fucked her ass on Saturday nights and her cunt on Fridays. I also got her two or three times a week on the way home from school once we had found a safe spot that was shielded from spying eyes by about twenty feet of high brush. We usually did it on the car hood once the weather was warmer in April, May, and June.Eight Years Later.Unfortunately, Carol had left the state to attend college in Illinois while I went to study in Massachusetts. We still got together during breaks and in the summer. We knew we would never become serious romantically; we only enjoyed fucking each other. We rarely saw Beverly during that time and the only contact I had was the occasional phone call; just enough to keep in touch with a classmate and friend, but not enough to make her parents suspicious. Unlike Carol and me who had gone out of state to college. Beverly's overbearing parents had kept her at home. She was engaged to a rabbi's son as soon as she had graduated from Yeshiva University, which I knew was someplace in Manhattan, in New York City. I hoped at the time that she'd be happy, but for some reason, I doubted it.That proved true when I red in the legal ads that Beverly and her husband divorced after four years. I knew that Carol had married. She had become a lawyer and her husband was a local justice who later was appointed to one of the state courts.I had studied business administration with an emphasis on accounting, taking an entry-level position with one of the major financial services firms, working my way up the corporate ladder slowly but surely. I had gained a reputation as a straight shooter, always being honest and telling the truth, even when the truth reflected poorly on me. It was that attitude that caught the attention of one of the firm's three principals. I suddenly found myself earning more than most of those hired at the same time as me, or even a year or two before me. I was given more responsibility and the opportunity to lead groups of accountants on jobs that required more and more responsibility.It was through my relationship with this man that I was invited to the Christmas party at his house during my fourth year on the job. We'd had a party for the employees two weeks earlier, but this was more for his friends and family. I was tempted to pass, but Bradley insisted, telling me that he'd be really pissed if I didn't show up.I had gained a lot of weight since graduating high school so I was now six feet four inches tall and weighed a firm two hundred pounds. I worked out several times a week and ate sensibly. Dressed in a navy blue blazer and grey flannel slacks with cordovan loafers, I felt I would be appropriately dressed. Well, I hoped I'd be appropriate. I checked my tie at the door before knocking.I had no idea what to expect and I had thought several times during the week that I had been invited to serve as bartender. Instead, I was greeted by Bradley and introduced to his wife who insisted that I call her Denise. She took me by the arm, leading me, I thought, to the bar. I learned then the real reason why I was invited; their daughter, Sandra. She was a year younger than me and had studied nursing. Many of my friends as an undergrad tended to think of nursing students as stupid, horny, and easy women, but I knew better. My mom was an RN and she had told us how arduous the course of study had been. Sandra was a tall good-looking woman with a slender athletic body. Overall, at least an eight on a scale of ten, was my initial assessment.“Richard, this is my daughter, Sandra. Sandra, will you please show him around while I play hostess for a while?”We stood there for a few minutes, just looking into each other's eyes until Sandra spoke with a chuckle. “Do you have the feeling that we've been set up? I'm related to them and even I'm embarrassed.”“Um, I did have that thought a few times, especially when your dad threatened to fire me if I didn't show up.”“Oh no, he didn't do that, did he?”“Actually, he didn't come out and say it, but it was kind of implied. So, if I've been set up, I might as well take advantage of the situation and get to know you. That'll probably satisfy your parents, and who knows? So, tell me, what you do?” And then she did, following up by asking me about my work.She replied once my story was done, “You know, I always thought that accounting was boring, but you make it seem fascinating.”“Well, like any other job there are parts that actually are as boring as hell. Then there are some jobs where you actually look forward to the boring work because the people you have to work with on the account are obnoxious. And some are even worse.”Sandra smiled as we were offered some boiled shrimp and cocktail sauce by a waitress. Then she reacted to what I had said. “I'm sure you're just making that up.”“Yeah, I wish! What do you tell someone who questions your effort on their investments when they've returned 7% and the overall market has returned 2 point 5? The fact that you are a lady and my boss's daughter, prevents me from being totally honest.”“That's not what Daddy has told me about you. He says you're always honest.”“I try to be, but some clients don't really want to hear the truth. They don't want to hear that their investment strategies have been idiotic or even dangerous, so I do try to tamp it down quite a bit. However, I refuse to take responsibility for their stupid decisions, so I do occasionally have to remind them that they did this or that against my advice, and now they're suffering the consequences of their own stupidity. That's also why I keep excellent records of conversations and meetings.”Sandra took my arm then and led me to the bar. She had a gin and tonic; I had a Coke. “Don't you drink?”“Sure, but not at an occasion like this. If I was out with friends, no problem, but I'm not taking a chance on embarrassing myself or my hosts by getting even a little tipsy.”Sandra stood silently and looked at me before leading me away from the crowd to a deserted and chilly patio. She took my drink and put both onto a table before grabbing my head and pulling it down for a long and passionate kiss with lots of tongue from both of us.“Um, am I going to hear about this on Monday morning, if not sooner?”Sandra laughed for almost a minute before replying, “Not if you ask me out for next Friday and Saturday evenings.” Then she added, “ I knew there was a good reason why I wore heels tonight. This way I won’t have to reach up too far for our next kiss.” She proved that a few seconds later with an even more passionate kiss that went on and on, not that either of us was complaining.Now it was my turn to laugh. “I like a woman who's direct. Think you'd like to see My Fair Lady? I know it's been around for a couple of years, but it's still next to impossible to get tickets. I'd take you to dinner first. If we do that on Friday, we can discuss what we want to do on Saturday.”“How are you going to get tickets on such short notice?”“The producer is one of our clients and he's offered them to me several times. I can send him a text right now if you like.” I did and sure enough I was promised row eight center tickets fifteen minutes later. That was the start of my relationship with Sandra, who became Sandy long before she was introduced to my family on Christmas Eve, just two weeks later. We spent New Year's Eve at dinner before dancing extremely closely and retiring to my townhouse for the evening. That was our first time making love, and that's exactly what it was. Surprisingly, I never heard a word from her father. I did hear from him and my future mother-in-law four months later when Sandy phoned to tell them that she was engaged.She and I were making up the guest list to our wedding and reception when she told me that we must absolutely invite Beverly. “I need to thank her for helping to give you the wonderful sexual skills you have today. No man has ever made me feel the way you do. Of course, my love for you has a lot to do with it, but,” I put Beverly's name and her parents' address on the list that was swollen to more than three hundred by the time it was finished. The Grand Ballroom at the Waldorf Astoria was rented and no expense was spared for the only child of my boss and his wife. By then I was a junior partner in the firm.I rewarded my in-laws for their love and confidence in me by working extra hard. In turn, Sandy rewarded me by working me extra hard every night, usually several times, even after we had confirmed her four pregnancies.Beverly did attend our wedding and the reception with her Lutheran boyfriend. She and Sandy talked for almost half an hour and; yes; my ears were burning. I knew they were talking about me and I didn't care even a little. Beverly had been instrumental in making my teenage sex life successful, breaking me out of my shell and helping me to acquire the skills and confidence that would ensure that my wife would be mine forever.by senor longo.

Beverly's Ride: Part 2 I help a female classmate with a ride to school and get surprising dividends. by senor longo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. Saturday, March 25, 1961. I worked, as usual, until one and then drove home for lunch before I mowed the lawn and raked leaves for another hour, finishing at 4:30 so I could shower and take a short nap before dinner and dressing for a “party.” I knew that was a waste of time, but I had to maintain appearances. I had told Mom I was going to a party. I thought of it as a white lie because I knew there would be a lot of really close dancing and celebrating taking place. However, I couldn't reveal that we'd be naked at the time. [[MORE]] I left the house just a few minutes before eight, pulling into Beverly's driveway just ten minutes later. I was laughing as Beverly opened the door in yet another revealing nightgown, or whatever it was she was wearing. All I knew was that my clothes hit the floor in an instant as I bent her over the couch for our first fuck of the evening. “Richard, you didn't use a condom!” “Not to worry; I'll be out and into your mouth long before I'm ready to spurt.” I was true to my word on that, pulling out just minutes later and spinning Beverly around and onto her knees. She cleaned my cock of her succulent juices before sucking me dry; at least until our next time. We were lolling around lazily a few minutes later when she asked if I recalled what she had said about who owned and managed the camp she had attended. “Sure,” I replied. “Didn't you say that it was run by several synagogues in the area?” “That's right and some of them are much more liberal than mine is.” “Okay.” I tried to sound confident as I did every day in class, but truthfully, I was confused. “I mentioned that because while my parents will only allow me to date and eventually marry an orthodox Jew, lots of the other girls' parents allow their daughters to date boys of any religion.” “Okay,” I said, knowing that my uncertainty was more obvious as I said it. Mostly, I was wondering where this conversation was going. “After all we've been through this weekend, I thought it might be cruel to just cut you loose without any sex on the horizon for you. Would you believe that you know a few of the other girls who were at the camp with me?” “Yeah, that makes sense, I guess.” “Not all of them were sexually active, but one was even more involved than I was.” “Wow, that's hard to believe, but I'll take your word for it.” I still had no idea where this was going, but I already told you that I'm not very good with women. “One of the things I love about you, Richard, is that you can be so naïve when it comes to women.” “That's pretty obvious, isn't it?” “Yes, it certainly is. So, let's see if you can guess who I'm talking about.” “Okay, there's Beverly Rich, but I know she has a boyfriend so I doubt it's her. There's Judith, but I can't believe it's her, either. She always acts like she's got a stick up her ass.” Beverly laughed like crazy, even as she agreed with me. “Sandra has a boyfriend, too, as do Wendy and Pam and Michelle. The only one I can even think of is Carol. She's always friendly, but she doesn't exude sex like some of the other girls in our class.” “Yeah, some of them act like genuine sluts, but it's just an act with most of them. I have to tell you that I've invited this girl to join us tonight. I want you to close your eyes and keep them closed until I tell you to open. Will you do that?” “Okay.” This time I was more than sure that I was in for a good time tonight. I only failed to realize how good and what new sexual frontiers I would break tonight. Beverly had me lie in the center of her double bed as she began to suck me to hardness. It wasn't long before I felt two tongues on my organ. Just that realization was enough to push me to rock hardness in spite of just cumming a few minutes ago. Then I felt a pair of slender legs straddle my body. There were two hands on my cock, supporting it as I began to enter what seemed to be the tightest hole I could have imagined. It was lubricated, but it didn't feel like Beverly's cunt. Instinctively, I moved my hands up to grasp a small set of tits; much smaller than Beverly's. Still, massaged them and twisted her nipples, hearing her groan for the first time. I knew then who I was screwing, but I still didn't understand the tightness until Carol leaned forward to kiss me. “Fuck me, Richard. Fuck my ass and finger my cunt. Oh, dear God, I'm going to cum so fucking hard.” Carol's body convulsed wildly as she experienced what seemed to be a seriously major orgasm. When it comes to women, I can be a bit slow on the uptake, so it was several seconds before I processed what I had heard. Did she say “fuck my Ass?” Was that where my cock was now; buried in Carol's tight ass? Looking down I saw her vacant cunt and her ultra-tight sphincter wrapped tightly around my never-harder organ. Seeing how she had cum and was about to even harder again, I drove into her with increasing strength and speed. I had never even dreamed of such sexual nirvana, but here it was and I was actually part of it. Carol came again and then another two times before I literally exploded into her ass. I was exhausted and the clock only red 8:42. I looked up at Beverly as I asked her, “Why?” “Easy enough, Richard. You and Carol are both friends of mine and I know that anything we do will end tonight because of my parents' beliefs. Neither of you are dating, at least not seriously, so I thought you'd like a helping hand at getting together. You're both horny as hell and I know you're already good friends, so I took a shot at playing matchmaker.” What Beverly said made a lot of sense, but I needed to hear from Carol and I did as soon as my wilted cock fell from her anus. “You're probably thinking that anal sex is really filthy.” Actually, that's exactly what I was thinking. “It would be if I hadn't taken two enemas before coming here tonight. I'll do that whenever we date, assuming that we actually do, and if I can't, then you'll still be free to fuck my cunny, my cunt. My ass is different in that it's not self-lubricating like my cunt is, so I'll be sure to use plenty of lubricant whenever we date. I know that I don't have much in the tit department, but you can play with them whenever you want. Okay, not in school, but before and after and anytime we're dating. The same goes for my cunt. “You see, I spent most of my time at camp with the Negro chefs. My cunt is really tight; too tight to accommodate them, so we used my ass instead and I found that I loved it. We like each other, Richard, but we'll never be in love, so we can enjoy each other until we do find love. Is that okay with you?” “It sure as hell is! That sounds just great to me, so I assume that we can have a date next Friday night.” “Sure, and you can take me to and from school so you'll at least get a blowjob every day.” Beverly laughed as she told Carol she had already promised that. “Okay, you can have both of us blow you and you can finger two cunts, too; maybe even fuck both of us.” “It sounds great. I already have permission from my parents to give Beverly a ride every day because of the rapist I've red about in the paper. I do have one question. Where on earth did you learn to speak the way you do. I never thought I'd ever hear a woman use the word ‘cunt.' Beverly answered first. “That's from camp. Between the girl counselors and the Negro cooks, the language was pretty fucking raw. Words like ‘fuck' and ‘cunt' and ‘asshole' were used dozens of times every day. I had to be extra careful once I returned home and I know that Carol had the same problem. Besides, you've never been in the girls' room at school. The language there is really rough.” I nodded. My experiences in the boys' room were exactly the same. I'd never heard either of my sisters say anything, but I didn't spend twenty-four hours a day with them, either. Beverly had brought a warm soapy washcloth to clean my cock once we had finished talking. Carol had begun kissing me and, I had to admit, she was pretty damned good at it. Soon, Beverly was sucking my cock while Carol and I made out and, after about fifteen minutes, they switched places. Fuck! Sex with two women at once was pretty damned spectacular. We continued that way all night. I did cum six times, but each of them came at least eight, and probably more. I gave Carol a ride home and she sucked my cock all the way. Her family's home was on the way and I had a great idea what was in store for me next Friday evening. We could always figure out what we wanted to do at school during the week. Mom, of course, asked how the party was so I told her it wasn't really a party, just a group of five guys and seven girls, some Coke and chips, and some snacks courtesy of Beverly's mother. “We danced some and played Parcheesi and watched some TV, although I didn't watch, and I did get a date for Friday night with Carol Gold.” Is she kind of skinny with light brown hair?” “Yeah, Mom, but in case you haven't noticed, that pretty much describes me, too. Anyway, we were talking and found we had a lot in common so I asked her out. We'll figure out what during the week. It'll probably be a movie if there's anything decent playing.” “Maybe you'll get lucky and there will be some horror movie in one of the theaters,” my dad said. “Geez, Harold; you have a one-track mind. Leave him alone. He's never had much of a social life so he's entitled to one now. Don't you think?” I was sure Dad did, but he also knew better than to argue with Mom. He was sure to lose, just as he did many times in the past. I spent Sunday doing chores around the house and out in the yard, returning to school Monday morning. I picked up Carol at her home on the way and she couldn't wait to suck on my cock. She was still sucking when I stopped to pick up Beverly. Carol made room for Beverly once we were out of sight of her home and the two of them licked and sucked me until I was ready. Then, they swapped off; alternating swallowing a mouthful of hot slick semen; until I was empty. They licked me clean and gently returned my tired cock to my khaki's, just as I drove onto the school lot. The week went by quickly and before I knew it, I was picking up Carol for our date on Friday night. We'd decided on a movie, thinking that we could fuck all night. I'd found a great parking spot only about half a mile away and was looking forward to sticking my hard cock up her ass. The movie was described as a romantic adventure story, but it was more romantic than anything else. I didn't care. I was busy making out with Carol with my hand on her naked tit the entire time. We were seated in the last row of the balcony and my hand was hidden by her jacket. Her hand was inside my slacks, stroking my cock and preparing for my blowjob once we had left the theater. That's the way it went for the rest of the school year. The cops never did catch the rapist so I continued to give Carol and Beverly rides to school right up until graduation. I met Beverly's mother one morning and she wanted to pay for the gas I was using to drive Beverly to and from school. I politely refused, explaining that taking care of my classmate was something my parents expected of me and that they would be furious if I accepted any kind of reward for doing so. Beverly's mom smiled and thanked me, but we both wondered what she'd say if she knew how Beverly was actually rewarding my efforts. I did get lots of blowjobs from Beverly, either individually, or in tandem with Carol, but we never fucked again. Carol was happy to pick up the slack, giving me her cunt and her ass on a regular basis. I always fucked her ass on Saturday nights and her cunt on Fridays. I also got her two or three times a week on the way home from school once we had found a safe spot that was shielded from spying eyes by about twenty feet of high brush. We usually did it on the car hood once the weather was warmer in April, May, and June. Eight Years Later. Unfortunately, Carol had left the state to attend college in Illinois while I went to study in Massachusetts. We still got together during breaks and in the summer. We knew we would never become serious romantically; we only enjoyed fucking each other. We rarely saw Beverly during that time and the only contact I had was the occasional phone call; just enough to keep in touch with a classmate and friend, but not enough to make her parents suspicious. Unlike Carol and me who had gone out of state to college. Beverly's overbearing parents had kept her at home. She was engaged to a rabbi's son as soon as she had graduated from Yeshiva University, which I knew was someplace in Manhattan, in New York City. I hoped at the time that she'd be happy, but for some reason, I doubted it. That proved true when I red in the legal ads that Beverly and her husband divorced after four years. I knew that Carol had married. She had become a lawyer and her husband was a local justice who later was appointed to one of the state courts. I had studied business administration with an emphasis on accounting, taking an entry-level position with one of the major financial services firms, working my way up the corporate ladder slowly but surely. I had gained a reputation as a straight shooter, always being honest and telling the truth, even when the truth reflected poorly on me. It was that attitude that caught the attention of one of the firm's three principals. I suddenly found myself earning more than most of those hired at the same time as me, or even a year or two before me. I was given more responsibility and the opportunity to lead groups of accountants on jobs that required more and more responsibility. It was through my relationship with this man that I was invited to the Christmas party at his house during my fourth year on the job. We'd had a party for the employees two weeks earlier, but this was more for his friends and family. I was tempted to pass, but Bradley insisted, telling me that he'd be really pissed if I didn't show up. I had gained a lot of weight since graduating high school so I was now six feet four inches tall and weighed a firm two hundred pounds. I worked out several times a week and ate sensibly. Dressed in a navy blue blazer and grey flannel slacks with cordovan loafers, I felt I would be appropriately dressed. Well, I hoped I'd be appropriate. I checked my tie at the door before knocking. I had no idea what to expect and I had thought several times during the week that I had been invited to serve as bartender. Instead, I was greeted by Bradley and introduced to his wife who insisted that I call her Denise. She took me by the arm, leading me, I thought, to the bar. I learned then the real reason why I was invited; their daughter, Sandra. She was a year younger than me and had studied nursing. Many of my friends as an undergrad tended to think of nursing students as stupid, horny, and easy women, but I knew better. My mom was an RN and she had told us how arduous the course of study had been. Sandra was a tall good-looking woman with a slender athletic body. Overall, at least an eight on a scale of ten, was my initial assessment. “Richard, this is my daughter, Sandra. Sandra, will you please show him around while I play hostess for a while?” We stood there for a few minutes, just looking into each other's eyes until Sandra spoke with a chuckle. “Do you have the feeling that we've been set up? I'm related to them and even I'm embarrassed.” “Um, I did have that thought a few times, especially when your dad threatened to fire me if I didn't show up.” “Oh no, he didn't do that, did he?” “Actually, he didn't come out and say it, but it was kind of implied. So, if I've been set up, I might as well take advantage of the situation and get to know you. That'll probably satisfy your parents, and who knows? So, tell me, what you do?” And then she did, following up by asking me about my work. She replied once my story was done, “You know, I always thought that accounting was boring, but you make it seem fascinating.” “Well, like any other job there are parts that actually are as boring as hell. Then there are some jobs where you actually look forward to the boring work because the people you have to work with on the account are obnoxious. And some are even worse.” Sandra smiled as we were offered some boiled shrimp and cocktail sauce by a waitress. Then she reacted to what I had said. “I'm sure you're just making that up.” “Yeah, I wish! What do you tell someone who questions your effort on their investments when they've returned 7% and the overall market has returned 2 point 5? The fact that you are a lady and my boss's daughter, prevents me from being totally honest.” “That's not what Daddy has told me about you. He says you're always honest.” “I try to be, but some clients don't really want to hear the truth. They don't want to hear that their investment strategies have been idiotic or even dangerous, so I do try to tamp it down quite a bit. However, I refuse to take responsibility for their stupid decisions, so I do occasionally have to remind them that they did this or that against my advice, and now they're suffering the consequences of their own stupidity. That's also why I keep excellent records of conversations and meetings.” Sandra took my arm then and led me to the bar. She had a gin and tonic; I had a Coke. “Don't you drink?” “Sure, but not at an occasion like this. If I was out with friends, no problem, but I'm not taking a chance on embarrassing myself or my hosts by getting even a little tipsy.” Sandra stood silently and looked at me before leading me away from the crowd to a deserted and chilly patio. She took my drink and put both onto a table before grabbing my head and pulling it down for a long and passionate kiss with lots of tongue from both of us. “Um, am I going to hear about this on Monday morning, if not sooner?” Sandra laughed for almost a minute before replying, “Not if you ask me out for next Friday and Saturday evenings.” Then she added, " I knew there was a good reason why I wore heels tonight. This way I won't have to reach up too far for our next kiss." She proved that a few seconds later with an even more passionate kiss that went on and on, not that either of us was complaining. Now it was my turn to laugh. “I like a woman who's direct. Think you'd like to see My Fair Lady? I know it's been around for a couple of years, but it's still next to impossible to get tickets. I'd take you to dinner first. If we do that on Friday, we can discuss what we want to do on Saturday.” “How are you going to get tickets on such short notice?” “The producer is one of our clients and he's offered them to me several times. I can send him a text right now if you like.” I did and sure enough I was promised row eight center tickets fifteen minutes later. That was the start of my relationship with Sandra, who became Sandy long before she was introduced to my family on Christmas Eve, just two weeks later. We spent New Year's Eve at dinner before dancing extremely closely and retiring to my townhouse for the evening. That was our first time making love, and that's exactly what it was. Surprisingly, I never heard a word from her father. I did hear from him and my future mother-in-law four months later when Sandy phoned to tell them that she was engaged. She and I were making up the guest list to our wedding and reception when she told me that we must absolutely invite Beverly. “I need to thank her for helping to give you the wonderful sexual skills you have today. No man has ever made me feel the way you do. Of course, my love for you has a lot to do with it, but,” I put Beverly's name and her parents' address on the list that was swollen to more than three hundred by the time it was finished. The Grand Ballroom at the Waldorf Astoria was rented and no expense was spared for the only child of my boss and his wife. By then I was a junior partner in the firm. I rewarded my in-laws for their love and confidence in me by working extra hard. In turn, Sandy rewarded me by working me extra hard every night, usually several times, even after we had confirmed her four pregnancies. Beverly did attend our wedding and the reception with her Lutheran boyfriend. She and Sandy talked for almost half an hour and; yes; my ears were burning. I knew they were talking about me and I didn't care even a little. Beverly had been instrumental in making my teenage sex life successful, breaking me out of my shell and helping me to acquire the skills and confidence that would ensure that my wife would be mine forever. by senor longo.

Beverly's Ride: Part 2 I help a female classmate with a ride to school and get surprising dividends. by senor longo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. Saturday, March 25, 1961. I worked, as usual, until one and then drove home for lunch before I mowed the lawn and raked leaves for another hour, finishing at 4:30 so I could shower and take a short nap before dinner and dressing for a “party.” I knew that was a waste of time, but I had to maintain appearances. I had told Mom I was going to a party. I thought of it as a white lie because I knew there would be a lot of really close dancing and celebrating taking place. However, I couldn't reveal that we'd be naked at the time. [[MORE]] I left the house just a few minutes before eight, pulling into Beverly's driveway just ten minutes later. I was laughing as Beverly opened the door in yet another revealing nightgown, or whatever it was she was wearing. All I knew was that my clothes hit the floor in an instant as I bent her over the couch for our first fuck of the evening. “Richard, you didn't use a condom!” “Not to worry; I'll be out and into your mouth long before I'm ready to spurt.” I was true to my word on that, pulling out just minutes later and spinning Beverly around and onto her knees. She cleaned my cock of her succulent juices before sucking me dry; at least until our next time. We were lolling around lazily a few minutes later when she asked if I recalled what she had said about who owned and managed the camp she had attended. “Sure,” I replied. “Didn't you say that it was run by several synagogues in the area?” “That's right and some of them are much more liberal than mine is.” “Okay.” I tried to sound confident as I did every day in class, but truthfully, I was confused. “I mentioned that because while my parents will only allow me to date and eventually marry an orthodox Jew, lots of the other girls' parents allow their daughters to date boys of any religion.” “Okay,” I said, knowing that my uncertainty was more obvious as I said it. Mostly, I was wondering where this conversation was going. “After all we've been through this weekend, I thought it might be cruel to just cut you loose without any sex on the horizon for you. Would you believe that you know a few of the other girls who were at the camp with me?” “Yeah, that makes sense, I guess.” “Not all of them were sexually active, but one was even more involved than I was.” “Wow, that's hard to believe, but I'll take your word for it.” I still had no idea where this was going, but I already told you that I'm not very good with women. “One of the things I love about you, Richard, is that you can be so naïve when it comes to women.” “That's pretty obvious, isn't it?” “Yes, it certainly is. So, let's see if you can guess who I'm talking about.” “Okay, there's Beverly Rich, but I know she has a boyfriend so I doubt it's her. There's Judith, but I can't believe it's her, either. She always acts like she's got a stick up her ass.” Beverly laughed like crazy, even as she agreed with me. “Sandra has a boyfriend, too, as do Wendy and Pam and Michelle. The only one I can even think of is Carol. She's always friendly, but she doesn't exude sex like some of the other girls in our class.” “Yeah, some of them act like genuine sluts, but it's just an act with most of them. I have to tell you that I've invited this girl to join us tonight. I want you to close your eyes and keep them closed until I tell you to open. Will you do that?” “Okay.” This time I was more than sure that I was in for a good time tonight. I only failed to realize how good and what new sexual frontiers I would break tonight. Beverly had me lie in the center of her double bed as she began to suck me to hardness. It wasn't long before I felt two tongues on my organ. Just that realization was enough to push me to rock hardness in spite of just cumming a few minutes ago. Then I felt a pair of slender legs straddle my body. There were two hands on my cock, supporting it as I began to enter what seemed to be the tightest hole I could have imagined. It was lubricated, but it didn't feel like Beverly's cunt. Instinctively, I moved my hands up to grasp a small set of tits; much smaller than Beverly's. Still, massaged them and twisted her nipples, hearing her groan for the first time. I knew then who I was screwing, but I still didn't understand the tightness until Carol leaned forward to kiss me. “Fuck me, Richard. Fuck my ass and finger my cunt. Oh, dear God, I'm going to cum so fucking hard.” Carol's body convulsed wildly as she experienced what seemed to be a seriously major orgasm. When it comes to women, I can be a bit slow on the uptake, so it was several seconds before I processed what I had heard. Did she say “fuck my Ass?” Was that where my cock was now; buried in Carol's tight ass? Looking down I saw her vacant cunt and her ultra-tight sphincter wrapped tightly around my never-harder organ. Seeing how she had cum and was about to even harder again, I drove into her with increasing strength and speed. I had never even dreamed of such sexual nirvana, but here it was and I was actually part of it. Carol came again and then another two times before I literally exploded into her ass. I was exhausted and the clock only red 8:42. I looked up at Beverly as I asked her, “Why?” “Easy enough, Richard. You and Carol are both friends of mine and I know that anything we do will end tonight because of my parents' beliefs. Neither of you are dating, at least not seriously, so I thought you'd like a helping hand at getting together. You're both horny as hell and I know you're already good friends, so I took a shot at playing matchmaker.” What Beverly said made a lot of sense, but I needed to hear from Carol and I did as soon as my wilted cock fell from her anus. “You're probably thinking that anal sex is really filthy.” Actually, that's exactly what I was thinking. “It would be if I hadn't taken two enemas before coming here tonight. I'll do that whenever we date, assuming that we actually do, and if I can't, then you'll still be free to fuck my cunny, my cunt. My ass is different in that it's not self-lubricating like my cunt is, so I'll be sure to use plenty of lubricant whenever we date. I know that I don't have much in the tit department, but you can play with them whenever you want. Okay, not in school, but before and after and anytime we're dating. The same goes for my cunt. “You see, I spent most of my time at camp with the Negro chefs. My cunt is really tight; too tight to accommodate them, so we used my ass instead and I found that I loved it. We like each other, Richard, but we'll never be in love, so we can enjoy each other until we do find love. Is that okay with you?” “It sure as hell is! That sounds just great to me, so I assume that we can have a date next Friday night.” “Sure, and you can take me to and from school so you'll at least get a blowjob every day.” Beverly laughed as she told Carol she had already promised that. “Okay, you can have both of us blow you and you can finger two cunts, too; maybe even fuck both of us.” “It sounds great. I already have permission from my parents to give Beverly a ride every day because of the rapist I've red about in the paper. I do have one question. Where on earth did you learn to speak the way you do. I never thought I'd ever hear a woman use the word ‘cunt.' Beverly answered first. “That's from camp. Between the girl counselors and the Negro cooks, the language was pretty fucking raw. Words like ‘fuck' and ‘cunt' and ‘asshole' were used dozens of times every day. I had to be extra careful once I returned home and I know that Carol had the same problem. Besides, you've never been in the girls' room at school. The language there is really rough.” I nodded. My experiences in the boys' room were exactly the same. I'd never heard either of my sisters say anything, but I didn't spend twenty-four hours a day with them, either. Beverly had brought a warm soapy washcloth to clean my cock once we had finished talking. Carol had begun kissing me and, I had to admit, she was pretty damned good at it. Soon, Beverly was sucking my cock while Carol and I made out and, after about fifteen minutes, they switched places. Fuck! Sex with two women at once was pretty damned spectacular. We continued that way all night. I did cum six times, but each of them came at least eight, and probably more. I gave Carol a ride home and she sucked my cock all the way. Her family's home was on the way and I had a great idea what was in store for me next Friday evening. We could always figure out what we wanted to do at school during the week. Mom, of course, asked how the party was so I told her it wasn't really a party, just a group of five guys and seven girls, some Coke and chips, and some snacks courtesy of Beverly's mother. “We danced some and played Parcheesi and watched some TV, although I didn't watch, and I did get a date for Friday night with Carol Gold.” Is she kind of skinny with light brown hair?” “Yeah, Mom, but in case you haven't noticed, that pretty much describes me, too. Anyway, we were talking and found we had a lot in common so I asked her out. We'll figure out what during the week. It'll probably be a movie if there's anything decent playing.” “Maybe you'll get lucky and there will be some horror movie in one of the theaters,” my dad said. “Geez, Harold; you have a one-track mind. Leave him alone. He's never had much of a social life so he's entitled to one now. Don't you think?” I was sure Dad did, but he also knew better than to argue with Mom. He was sure to lose, just as he did many times in the past. I spent Sunday doing chores around the house and out in the yard, returning to school Monday morning. I picked up Carol at her home on the way and she couldn't wait to suck on my cock. She was still sucking when I stopped to pick up Beverly. Carol made room for Beverly once we were out of sight of her home and the two of them licked and sucked me until I was ready. Then, they swapped off; alternating swallowing a mouthful of hot slick semen; until I was empty. They licked me clean and gently returned my tired cock to my khaki's, just as I drove onto the school lot. The week went by quickly and before I knew it, I was picking up Carol for our date on Friday night. We'd decided on a movie, thinking that we could fuck all night. I'd found a great parking spot only about half a mile away and was looking forward to sticking my hard cock up her ass. The movie was described as a romantic adventure story, but it was more romantic than anything else. I didn't care. I was busy making out with Carol with my hand on her naked tit the entire time. We were seated in the last row of the balcony and my hand was hidden by her jacket. Her hand was inside my slacks, stroking my cock and preparing for my blowjob once we had left the theater. That's the way it went for the rest of the school year. The cops never did catch the rapist so I continued to give Carol and Beverly rides to school right up until graduation. I met Beverly's mother one morning and she wanted to pay for the gas I was using to drive Beverly to and from school. I politely refused, explaining that taking care of my classmate was something my parents expected of me and that they would be furious if I accepted any kind of reward for doing so. Beverly's mom smiled and thanked me, but we both wondered what she'd say if she knew how Beverly was actually rewarding my efforts. I did get lots of blowjobs from Beverly, either individually, or in tandem with Carol, but we never fucked again. Carol was happy to pick up the slack, giving me her cunt and her ass on a regular basis. I always fucked her ass on Saturday nights and her cunt on Fridays. I also got her two or three times a week on the way home from school once we had found a safe spot that was shielded from spying eyes by about twenty feet of high brush. We usually did it on the car hood once the weather was warmer in April, May, and June. Eight Years Later. Unfortunately, Carol had left the state to attend college in Illinois while I went to study in Massachusetts. We still got together during breaks and in the summer. We knew we would never become serious romantically; we only enjoyed fucking each other. We rarely saw Beverly during that time and the only contact I had was the occasional phone call; just enough to keep in touch with a classmate and friend, but not enough to make her parents suspicious. Unlike Carol and me who had gone out of state to college. Beverly's overbearing parents had kept her at home. She was engaged to a rabbi's son as soon as she had graduated from Yeshiva University, which I knew was someplace in Manhattan, in New York City. I hoped at the time that she'd be happy, but for some reason, I doubted it. That proved true when I red in the legal ads that Beverly and her husband divorced after four years. I knew that Carol had married. She had become a lawyer and her husband was a local justice who later was appointed to one of the state courts. I had studied business administration with an emphasis on accounting, taking an entry-level position with one of the major financial services firms, working my way up the corporate ladder slowly but surely. I had gained a reputation as a straight shooter, always being honest and telling the truth, even when the truth reflected poorly on me. It was that attitude that caught the attention of one of the firm's three principals. I suddenly found myself earning more than most of those hired at the same time as me, or even a year or two before me. I was given more responsibility and the opportunity to lead groups of accountants on jobs that required more and more responsibility. It was through my relationship with this man that I was invited to the Christmas party at his house during my fourth year on the job. We'd had a party for the employees two weeks earlier, but this was more for his friends and family. I was tempted to pass, but Bradley insisted, telling me that he'd be really pissed if I didn't show up. I had gained a lot of weight since graduating high school so I was now six feet four inches tall and weighed a firm two hundred pounds. I worked out several times a week and ate sensibly. Dressed in a navy blue blazer and grey flannel slacks with cordovan loafers, I felt I would be appropriately dressed. Well, I hoped I'd be appropriate. I checked my tie at the door before knocking. I had no idea what to expect and I had thought several times during the week that I had been invited to serve as bartender. Instead, I was greeted by Bradley and introduced to his wife who insisted that I call her Denise. She took me by the arm, leading me, I thought, to the bar. I learned then the real reason why I was invited; their daughter, Sandra. She was a year younger than me and had studied nursing. Many of my friends as an undergrad tended to think of nursing students as stupid, horny, and easy women, but I knew better. My mom was an RN and she had told us how arduous the course of study had been. Sandra was a tall good-looking woman with a slender athletic body. Overall, at least an eight on a scale of ten, was my initial assessment. “Richard, this is my daughter, Sandra. Sandra, will you please show him around while I play hostess for a while?” We stood there for a few minutes, just looking into each other's eyes until Sandra spoke with a chuckle. “Do you have the feeling that we've been set up? I'm related to them and even I'm embarrassed.” “Um, I did have that thought a few times, especially when your dad threatened to fire me if I didn't show up.” “Oh no, he didn't do that, did he?” “Actually, he didn't come out and say it, but it was kind of implied. So, if I've been set up, I might as well take advantage of the situation and get to know you. That'll probably satisfy your parents, and who knows? So, tell me, what you do?” And then she did, following up by asking me about my work. She replied once my story was done, “You know, I always thought that accounting was boring, but you make it seem fascinating.” “Well, like any other job there are parts that actually are as boring as hell. Then there are some jobs where you actually look forward to the boring work because the people you have to work with on the account are obnoxious. And some are even worse.” Sandra smiled as we were offered some boiled shrimp and cocktail sauce by a waitress. Then she reacted to what I had said. “I'm sure you're just making that up.” “Yeah, I wish! What do you tell someone who questions your effort on their investments when they've returned 7% and the overall market has returned 2 point 5? The fact that you are a lady and my boss's daughter, prevents me from being totally honest.” “That's not what Daddy has told me about you. He says you're always honest.” “I try to be, but some clients don't really want to hear the truth. They don't want to hear that their investment strategies have been idiotic or even dangerous, so I do try to tamp it down quite a bit. However, I refuse to take responsibility for their stupid decisions, so I do occasionally have to remind them that they did this or that against my advice, and now they're suffering the consequences of their own stupidity. That's also why I keep excellent records of conversations and meetings.” Sandra took my arm then and led me to the bar. She had a gin and tonic; I had a Coke. “Don't you drink?” “Sure, but not at an occasion like this. If I was out with friends, no problem, but I'm not taking a chance on embarrassing myself or my hosts by getting even a little tipsy.” Sandra stood silently and looked at me before leading me away from the crowd to a deserted and chilly patio. She took my drink and put both onto a table before grabbing my head and pulling it down for a long and passionate kiss with lots of tongue from both of us. “Um, am I going to hear about this on Monday morning, if not sooner?” Sandra laughed for almost a minute before replying, “Not if you ask me out for next Friday and Saturday evenings.” Then she added, " I knew there was a good reason why I wore heels tonight. This way I won't have to reach up too far for our next kiss." She proved that a few seconds later with an even more passionate kiss that went on and on, not that either of us was complaining. Now it was my turn to laugh. “I like a woman who's direct. Think you'd like to see My Fair Lady? I know it's been around for a couple of years, but it's still next to impossible to get tickets. I'd take you to dinner first. If we do that on Friday, we can discuss what we want to do on Saturday.” “How are you going to get tickets on such short notice?” “The producer is one of our clients and he's offered them to me several times. I can send him a text right now if you like.” I did and sure enough I was promised row eight center tickets fifteen minutes later. That was the start of my relationship with Sandra, who became Sandy long before she was introduced to my family on Christmas Eve, just two weeks later. We spent New Year's Eve at dinner before dancing extremely closely and retiring to my townhouse for the evening. That was our first time making love, and that's exactly what it was. Surprisingly, I never heard a word from her father. I did hear from him and my future mother-in-law four months later when Sandy phoned to tell them that she was engaged. She and I were making up the guest list to our wedding and reception when she told me that we must absolutely invite Beverly. “I need to thank her for helping to give you the wonderful sexual skills you have today. No man has ever made me feel the way you do. Of course, my love for you has a lot to do with it, but,” I put Beverly's name and her parents' address on the list that was swollen to more than three hundred by the time it was finished. The Grand Ballroom at the Waldorf Astoria was rented and no expense was spared for the only child of my boss and his wife. By then I was a junior partner in the firm. I rewarded my in-laws for their love and confidence in me by working extra hard. In turn, Sandy rewarded me by working me extra hard every night, usually several times, even after we had confirmed her four pregnancies. Beverly did attend our wedding and the reception with her Lutheran boyfriend. She and Sandy talked for almost half an hour and; yes; my ears were burning. I knew they were talking about me and I didn't care even a little. Beverly had been instrumental in making my teenage sex life successful, breaking me out of my shell and helping me to acquire the skills and confidence that would ensure that my wife would be mine forever. by senor longo.

Jace is joined by filmmaker Julia Marchese to chat about her short-film, I Know What You Need. Made through Stephen King's “Dollar Baby” program, the film is styled as a 1970s after school special and uniquely, was actually shot at the University of Maine, in the exact locations mentioned in the story. The film has played in festivals worldwide, earning more than 15 awards to date. “Dollar Baby” was an arrangement in which iconic author Stephen King would grant permission to students and aspiring filmmakers theater producers to adapt one of his short stories for just $1.King retains the rights to his work, but as he began to experience commercial success, he decided to use his platform to help the next generation of creatives. When the program's overseer retired, the program came to an end, making Marchese one of the final recipients of this generosity.     Synopsis: It's 1976, and popular college co-ed Elizabeth (Caroline Renee) meets an unusual boy, Edward (William Champion), who knows what she needs. But who is Edward really, and what secrets is he hiding? It's a love story, but a Stephen King love story, so things aren't always what they seem! Elizabeth doesn't know what she wants, but Edward knows what she needs.    Check out the trailer HERE “I Know What You Need” will have its Comic-Con debut at their film festival section on Friday, July 26 at 1:45 PM in Grand Ballroom 6 at the San Diego Marriott Marquis.  In addition, it will be added to ArrowPlayer, the streaming home to cult cinema, on Friday, July 12.  Marchese is additionally the host on three popular podcasts, Horror Movie Survival Guide, JodoWOWsky and The Loser's Club. She also co-hosts Horror X, a video show collaboration between The George A. Romero Foundation and Horror Movie Survival Guide, celebrating women in horror.  

Send us a Text Message.Join Buxom Gusher on this week's episode with 2 new guests - May Hemmer & Lucy Risque. We discuss how the first annual Burlesk Con of the Carolinas went as well as some fun upcoming events that May and Lucy will be a part of. https://www.instagram.com/burleskconofthecarolinas/Upcoming events:May HemmerThe Viking Experience Interactive Theater on September 21st, at The Viking Experience grounds in Oxford, NCInstagram - https://www.instagram.com/the_viking_experienceEvent Details - https://www.thevikingexperiencenc.com/eventsDragon Con Burlesque: A Glamour Geek Revue on September 1st, at Courtland Grand Hotel, Grand Ballroom in Atlanta, GAInstagram - https://www.instagram.com/dragoncon/Event Details - https://www.dragoncon.org/things-to-do/programming/events/#burlesqueGalaxyCon Raleigh on July 25th through the 28th, at the Raleigh Convention Center in Raleigh, NCInstagram - https://www.instagram.com/galaxyconraleigh/Tickets - https://galaxycon.com/pages/galaxycon-raleigh-ticketsCarolina Renaissance Festival on Weekends from October 5th to November 24th, at the Carolina Renaissance Festival Camp Grounds in Huntersville, NCInstagram - https://www.instagram.com/carrenfestTickets - https://www.carolina.renfestinfo.com/buy-ticketsLucy RisquéTHÉÂTRE RISQUÉ: SUMMERTIME FINE on August 16th, at a Private Location in Charlotte, NCInstagram - https://www.instagram.com/risqueplayhauspresents/Tickets - https://www.eventbrite.com/e/theatre-risque-summertime-fine-tickets-927417900907Links:YouTube - www.youtube.com/@slutlifepodcastInstagram - @slutlifepodTikTok - @slutlifebrandWebsite - www.slutlifepodcast.com/

Hey Listener, grab your spandex and get ready to time travel back to the early 90s, because this week Ben Frietsch returns to the show to talk about rewatching WWE's RAW from the first episode. Ben is also rewatching WCW's Monday Nitro. Topics this week include: Faux physical media video games. That was your host's phone alarm, not yours. What is WWE Monday Night RAW and it's future on Netflix? 80s Wrestling. Welcome to the NEW GENERATION! Reflecting on Golddust. Everyone has a job. Live from the Grand Ballroom in Manhattan Center Studios in New York City. Trying to explain what the Undertaker is. The ladder math. Do you cancel the show when a man dies? The Montreal Screwjob…again. A rough time for Southern Rasslin. The early years of Nitro and the Dungeon of Doom. The Outsiders change everything. Ben knows more about Bill Goldberg than ChatGPT. Crow Sting. The Luchadores and cruiserweights. Black t-shirts for everyone, but Glacier. There is no Attitude Era without ECW. The future?  

Wedding Venue Hunting is FUC$ING stressful so we chatted with Marisa from Harborside Grand Ballroom to talk about things you should know before, during and after venue hunting  Marisa Topinio, Senior Banquet Manager of the Harborside Grand Ballroom | @harborsidepavillionHarbor Side PavillionSupport the Show.Created by Allie & KaielAllie | Rad Wedding Coordinator @popthechampagneKaiel | Hype Wedding Videographer & Photographer @shoreandwavewww.weddingsuncensored.com

Wedding Venue Hunting is FUC$ING stressful so we chatted with Marisa from Harborside Grand Ballroom to talk about things you should know before, during and after venue huntingMarisa Topinio, Senior Banquet Manager of the Harborside Grand Ballroom | @harborsidepavillionHarbor Side PavillionSupport the Show.Created by Allie & KaielAllie | Rad Wedding Coordinator @popthechampagneKaiel | Hype Wedding Videographer & Photographer @shoreandwavewww.weddingsuncensored.com

Proceeds from the gala concert, held in the Grand Ballroom of the Hanmer Springs Hotel, will be put toward the purchase of mobility wheelchairs for the Hanmer Springs Health Centre.

After years of struggle, a hostess gets to throw her most famous and popular annual event once again, so come and see who attends.April 1933, Ringling Brothers and Barnum and Bailey Circus arrives in New York, but everyone is more interested in the return of Cobina Wright's Circus Ball at the Waldorf-Astoria.Other people and subjects include: James HR Cromwell aka “Jimmy,” William May Wright aka “Bill,” Prince Serge Obolensky, Elsa Maxwell, President Franklin Roosevelt, Eleanor Roosevelt, Prince David – Prince of Wales, King Edward VIII – Duke of Windsor, Wallis Simpson – Duchess of Windsor, Viscountess Thelma Morgan Furness, Virginia “Birdie” Graham Fair Vanderbilt, Lili Damita, Raymond Guest, Tony Biddle, servants Bruce & Fred, William “Bill” Paley, Samuel Klein, Mrs. Alexander Hamilton, Sally Tevis, Mrs. E. Marshall Field, Mrs. James Roosevelt, Anna Eleanor Roosevelt Dall, Mr. & Mrs. John Hearst, Grand Duchess Marie, Countess de Forceville, bluebloods, George Gershwin, Ed Wynn, Eva La Galliene, Jimmy Durante, Hope Williams, Noel Coward, Fred Astaire, Clifton Webb, Fanny Ward, Beatrice Lillie, Fanny Brice, Charles Winninger, Lupe Velez, Cleon Throckmorton, Peter Arno, Cecil Beaton, Rosamund Pinchot, Rudy Vallee, Erna Gilsow, Lucrezia Bori, Marilyn Monroe, giraffe women – Red Karens from Karen Hills, Burma, National Geographic magazine, the Little Season, trained seal, donkey, elephants, calliope, ball park mustard, costume themes (Paris Apaches, Siamese twin, peasants, snake charmers, harem, cowboys, Cossack rider, aerialist, tight rope, juggler, pantomime, Pierrot, Pierrete, Annie Oakley, cellophane sylph) Greatest Show on Earth, Circus Ball, Society Circus Ball, Sassiety Circus, April in Paris, Butterfly Ball, Metropolitan Opera Ball, Nineteenth Century Parisian Carnival, beer garden, Prohibition, Cullen-Harrison Act of 1933, legalizing beer & wine, ocean liners Bremen, Olympic, Ile de France, Waldorf-Astoria New York, Jade Room Basildon Room, Grand Ballroom, Madison Square Garden, Colony Club, Ritz-Carlton, memoirs, multiple events of same name, blended details, circus, Ancient Rome, Ancient Greece, gladiators, menagerie, amphitheater, Philip Astley, John Bill Ricketts, George Washington, Joshuah Purdy Brown, Ringling Brothers and Barnum and Bailey Circus, P.T. Barnum, James Anthony Bailey, Golden Jubilee tour, traveling circus, traveling museum, canvas tent, Soviet circus, Lenin, Moscow Circus School, gymnastics, China, acrobatics, tin type – melanotype – ferrotype, metal polaroid, Daguerrotype, Adolphe Alexandre Martin, Civil War, Wild West, World War I, World War II, animal rights, carnivals, Middle Ages, Renaissance, minstrel shows, Greek god Dionysus, Roman god Saturnalia, Germanic Nordic goddess Nerthus, Carnival of Venice, Napoleon, Carnivale international locations, Mardi Gras, Boy Scouts of America, W.D. Boyce, Scouting Movement (British), James Baden-Powell, London fog, YMCA, Ernest Thompson Seton, Woodcraft Indians, Daniel Carter Beard, Sons of Daniel Boone, resilience, hope, chaotic times, pandemic, recovery, historical footage of war times, gas masks, bunny costumes, Lebanon Civil War, women having tea, humanity, better times--Extra Notes / Call to Action:New York Adventure Club www.nyadventureclub.comMansions of the Gilded Age & The Gilded Age Society by Gary LawranceInstagram: @MansionsoftheGildedAge and @TheGildedAgeSocietyhttps://www.facebook.com/groups/mansionsofthegildedagehttps://www.youtube.com/c/MansionsOfTheGildedAgeShare, like, subscribe--Archival Music provided by Past Perfect Vintage Music, www.pastperfect.com.Opening Music: My Heart Belongs to Daddy by Billy Cotton, Album The Great British Dance BandsSection 1 Music: Eeny Meeny Miney Mo by Harry Roy, Albums The Great Dance Bands Play Hits of the 30s & Tea Dance 2Section 2 Music: Organ Grinder's Swing by Jack Payne, Album The Great British Dance BandsSection 3 Music: One Two, Button Your Shoe by Jack Hylton, Album The Great Dance Bands Play Hits of the 30sEnd Music: My Heart Belongs to Daddy by Billy Cotton, Album The Great British Dance Bands--https://asthemoneyburns.com/TW / IG – @asthemoneyburnsTwitter – https://twitter.com/asthemoneyburnsInstagram – https://www.instagram.com/asthemoneyburns/Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/asthemoneyburns/

David Commanday joins The Greg and Dan Show to promote the Heartland Festival Orchestra's performance of Beethoven's 5th in Surround Sound at Venue Chisca on Saturday, April 6th from 7:30 - 9:30 PM. Taking place in the Grand Ballroom at Venue Chisca, Commanday notes the excitement behind bringing Beethoven's heralded symphony to a chamber setting and what to expect from this one-of-a-kind experience. The program includes: Coriolan Overture, Opus 62 Symphony No. 1 in C Major, Opus 21 Symphony No. 5 in C Minor, Opus 67 Visit heartlandfestivalorchestra.org for tickets and more information. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Maria Santomauro, Programming Associate at the SCC and Coordinator of Guitarmaggedon; and Phyllis Hopkins, Musician and Band Leader, speaking about the 8th annual Guitarmaggedon at the Scranton Cultural Center, 420 N. Washington Avenue, on Friday, February 23, 2024, at 7:30 pm in the Grand Ballroom. For more information: www.scrantonculturalcenter.org/

El día de acción de gracias está a la vuelta de la esquina y hoy les diré los poderosos efectos, según La Oficina de las Naciones Unidas contra las Drogas y el Delito. Además, una invitada especial, La Capitana Hilda James del Ejército de Salvación de Renton, nos dirá dónde podremos tener un pavo gratis el 20 de noviembre desde las 3pm hasta que se agote la existencia o una cena tradicional de Acción de Gracias con pavo y todos los adornos el 22 de noviembre de 4pm a 6pm.  También, nos da detalles para que se pueda inscribir a sus hijos en el programa "Angel Tree" del Salvation Army y así pueda solicitar juguetes gratis y que no les falten regalitos en esta Navidad. Todavía tiene oportunidad, y sin olvidar cómo y cuándo podrá donar en el Gran Toy Drive de este año que será el 8 de diciembre en los automercados Fred Meyers. A poco más de 40 días para terminar el 2023 para darle la bienvenida al 2024, muchos están haciendo balance del año, mientras que otros ya se quieren planificar para lo que nos depara el año nuevo, nuestra experta en lo que pasa con los planetas y las energías, la astróloga Clara Ruiz nos hablara de una herramienta para que descubramos el universo dentro de nosotros, nos organicemos y sepamos como crecer a nivel personal para ser mejores cada día. Se trata de una Astroguía que nos llevará mes a mes a través de la energía de los signos zodiacales, para ayudarnos a integrarlos en nuestra vida diaria y permitiéndonos alinear nuestros objetivos con el Universo, para sacar el máximo provecho. La guía cuenta con un conjunto de elementos como: movimientos planetarios destacados, mandalas para colorear, actividades inspiradoras, rituales cósmicos y mucho más. Todo lo que necesitas para tomar las riendas de tu destino, transformar tu vida, mejorar tus relaciones y alcanzar tus sueños. ASTROGUIA 2024: una guía mensual para fluir en armonía con el cosmos está disponible en Amazon en inglés y en español. . . . ​ ¡Todo un Power Moment! . Este episodio es parte de la celebración de los 25 años de operaciones del Teatro ZinZanni en Seattle mezcla la evolución del presente con guiños al pasado, en el Grand Ballroom del Majestuoso Hotel Lotte, continúa deslumbrando, arrancando risas, artistas de lujo interactuando con los presentes, con una cena fabulosa y un equipos excepcional, sin duda será de los mejores momentos que podrá disfrutar.  Para tickets: Teatro ZinZanni Seattle   Invitada: Clara Ruiz ASTROGUIA 2024: una guía mensual para fluir en armonía con el cosmos   Invitada: Capt. Hilda James Salvation Army Renton   . IG / TW / FB: @PowerLamas @PLamas7 Clubhouse: @PaulaLamas & @PaulaLamas1 WEB: Paula Lamas   #PowerM #PowerLamas #PowerMomentwPaulaLamas #podcast #EEUU #PNW #SoNorthwest #PugetSound #Seattle #Chile #EstadosUnidos #LosAnegeles #US #Venezuela #Motivacion #Valiente #Resiliente #Cantante #CantanteCallejera #Artista #Autora #Interprete #LaVozChile #ChileGotTalent #Superacion #Energia #Positiva #Exito #Latinx #PowerMoment #MomentoPoderoso #Power #podcast   

En estas fechas nos damos por vencidos y le damos rienda suelta a comer todo lo que podemos y más! Sin embargo, subir mucho de peso podría colocarlo al borde de la obesidad y por ende de la diabetes, lo cual tiene implicaciones cardiovasculares, por mencionar solo uno de los problemas de salud a gran escala. Existe una tendencia a consumir fármacos y a recurrir a una cirugía para ser saludable, lo cual, según el Dr. Carlos Jaramillo, médico funcional, no deben ser las principales opciones para corregir los malos hábitos alimenticios, el sedentarismo y el mito de que no se puede hacer nada porque es genético. Muchos le echan la culpa del sobrepeso a estas fechas de fiestas que tenemos con las tradicionales comidas cargadas de azúcares, grasas y carbohidratos, cuando realmente las malas decisiones durante el año los que hacen que realmente tengamos problemas de salud. Se pronostica que en tan solo 7 años o quizás menos, uno de cada 2 personas tenga obesidad, es decir, el 50% de la población en EE.UU. Actualmente, más del 47% de los latinos en el país son obesos y de ese número el 55% son mujeres. Debemos ser realista y poner de nuestra parte si quieres tener un mejor futuro y todo comienza por la cocina de casa y lo que ponemos en nuestra boca, solo haga una pausa y piensa: esto me trae salud o enfermedad antes de comerlo. Además, hablaremos con 2 máximos exponentes del flamenco como lo son el director y coreógrafo Martín Santangelo y la magistral bailaora Soledad Barrios con su maravilloso equipo traerán toda una pieza de arte viviente "Noche Flamenca" al Meany Hall de UW para deleitarnos y la gran defensora de que nuestros niños latinos en el Puget Sound puedan conocer las artes de primera mano, la filántropa Leah Grossman nos cuenta cuándo y dónde podrán disfrutar de esta mágica presentación para grandes y el matiné para 1,000 chicos completamente gratis.     . . . ¡Todo un Power Moment! . Este episodio es parte de la celebración de los 25 años de operaciones del Teatro ZinZanni en Seattle mezcla la evolución del presente con guiños al pasado, en el Grand Ballroom del Majestuoso Hotel Lotte, continúa deslumbrando, arrancando risas, artistas de lujo interactuando con los presentes, con una cena fabulosa y un equipos excepcional, sin duda será de los mejores momentos que podrá disfrutar.  Para tickets: Teatro ZinZanni Seattle   Invitados: Soledad Barrios, la magistral bailaora y coreógrafa                   Martín Santangelo, el director y coreógrafo Compañía: Soledad Barrio & Noche Flamenca Para tickets: Meany Center    . IG / TW / FB: @PowerLamas @PLamas7 Clubhouse: @PaulaLamas & @PaulaLamas1 WEB: Paula Lamas   #PowerM #PowerLamas #PowerMomentwPaulaLamas #podcast #EEUU #PNW #SoNorthwest #PugetSound #Seattle #Chile #EstadosUnidos #LosAnegeles #US #Venezuela #Motivacion #Valiente #Resiliente #Cantante #CantanteCallejera #Artista #Autora #Interprete #LaVozChile #ChileGotTalent #Superacion #Energia #Positiva #Exito #Latinx #PowerMoment #MomentoPoderoso #Power #podcast   

This is Derek Miller, Speaking on Business. Drawing inspiration from the world's landmark hotels, The Grand America Hotel exudes charm and luxury, holds a five-star service spa, and houses a variety of award-winning culinary options. General Manager Chris Erickson shares more. CHRIS ERICKSON: At The Grand America, excellence is in the details. From the finely trimmed topiaries and the coordinated bloom of tulips each spring to the carefully sliced tea sandwiches and the curated art on display. The hotel's commitment to the details is a commitment to perfect place settings at every table in the Grand Ballroom, and a warm welcome waiting every time a bellman opens our golden doors. Every night a symphony of precision unfolds behind the scenes. The dedicated night crew ensures that each new day at The Grand is as enchanting as the one before. The Grand America takes unseen measures to ensure the 10-acre property is meticulously maintained, from the 775 guest rooms and suites to the 100,000 sq. ft. of meetings and events spaces. The hotel's character is reflected in even the smallest details that individually would not seem to matter but collectively make a world of difference and set Grand America apart. DEREK MILLER: Whether travelers are looking for a luxurious stay-cation or exquisite week-long holiday, The Grand America Hotel has it all. For more information, visit The Grand America Hotel website. I'm Derek Miller with the Salt Lake Chamber, Speaking on Business. Originally aired: October 11, 2023

Charles Xuereb huwa storiku u kittieb b'hafna snin ta' esperjenza. Matul dan l-episodju naqbduha dwar diversi hwejjeg fostom in-nisel Gharbi tal-Maltin, in-nuqqas ta' identita nazzjonali u l-opinjonijiet tieghu dwar il-George Cross fuq il-bandiera Maltija. ************************************************* Informazzjoni li giet diskussa waqt il-podcast: Hanzira tal-Erwieh: https://www.ilmiklem.com/encyclopedia/hanzira-tal-erwieh/ 23 and Me DNA Testing: https://www.23andme.com/en-int/ Maltese Surnames Origins: https://www.um.edu.mt/library/oar/bitstream/123456789/8511/1/Late%20Medieval%20Maltese.pdf https://timesofmalta.com/articles/view/Why-most-Maltese-share-the-same-100-surnames.506018 L-Ordni ta' Malta gewwa Rodi: https://curriculum.gov.mt/en/digital_resources/history_resources/Documents/History%20Powerpoints%20-%20Year%2008/Il-Kavallieri%20ta'%20San%20%C4%A0wann%20f'Rodi-The%20Knights%20of%20St%20John%20in%20Rhodes_Yr8-20%20slides.pdf Sliema Residents Appeal Stivala's 11 storey permit: https://www.maltatoday.com.mt/news/national/124234/sliema_residents_appeal_stivalas_11storey_hotel_permit 31-storey Tigné tower hotel set for approval: https://www.maltatoday.com.mt/environment/townscapes/123388/31storey_tign_tower_hotel_set_for_approval Phoenicia Malta recalls Queen Elizabeth II's dances in its Grand Ballroom: https://whoswho.mt/en/phoenicia-malta-recalls-queen-elizabeth-ii-s-dances-in-its-grand-ballroom The Nix Mangiari Stairs: https://www.guidememalta.com/en/the-secret-history-of-the-nix-mangiari-stairs Hompesch's love for Malta's Feasts https://timesofmalta.com/articles/view/grand-master-hompesch-love-malta-feasts.1042559 Suing the British Govt for torture: https://www.theguardian.com/news/2016/aug/18/uncovering-truth-british-empire-caroline-elkins-mau-mau Battle of the Nile: https://www.britannica.com/event/Battle-of-the-Nile Treaty of Amiens: https://www.britannica.com/event/Treaty-of-Amiens-1802 Malta: Becoming a British Colony after outsing the French: https://timesofmalta.com/articles/view/history-malta-treaty-paris-1814.1033905 Removing the George Cross from the Maltese Flag https://lovinmalta.com/news/its-time-to-remove-george-cross-from-maltese-flag-lawyer-franco-debono-proposes/ ************************************************* Dan il-podcast ma' kienx ikun possibli minghajr l-ghajnuna ta'; Maypole - https://www.maypole.com.mt/ Derek Meats - https://www.facebook.com/derekmeats/ Cutrico - https://www.cutrico.com/en/home.htm eCabs - https://ecabsapp.onelink.me/v3ih/a9df Browns - https://www.browns.pharmacy/ Stretta - https://strettabeer.com/home Aphex Media - https://aphexmedia.com/ Garmin Malta - https://www.eurosportgarminraces.com Vini e Caprici by Abrahams - https://www.viniecapricci.com/ Hungry Hippie - https://hungryhippie.com.mt/ Ferrara Casa - https://www.ferraramalta.com/ Teatru Malta - https://teatrumalta.org.mt/?lang=en ************************************************* Ghal iktar informazzjoni zur https://www.jonmallia.mt #jonmallia #malta #charlesxuereb #patrunitajon #podcast #podcastmalta #life ************************************************* Thabbeb Maghna fuq; Patreon https://www.patreon.com/jonmallia YouTube https://www.youtube.com/jonmalliapodcast Facebook https://www.facebook.com/jonmalliaofficial TikTok https://www.tiktok.com/@jonfuqtiktok Instagram https://www.instagram.com/jon.mallia Tista' wkoll tkellimna fuq community@jonmallia.mt ************************************************* Il-hsibijiet espressi mill-mistiedna tal-Podcast huma esklussivament taghhom, jigifieri l-produtturi, l-haddiema tal-Podcast u wisq aktar l-isponsors rispettivi ma' jassumu l-ebda responsabbilita' f'dan ir-rigward. Dan il-programm fih lingwagg ghaddattat biss ghal udjenza.

Дмитрий Пухов, родился 04 мая 1983 в Москве. Предприниматель, партнер компании Diamond Family. Со-основатель: Double Space - Площадка для мероприятий на 800 гостей; Grand Ballroom - Площадка для масштабных торжественных и деловых мероприятий на 1200 гостей; Согласие Hall - Площадка для деловых мероприятий на 300 гостей; Даймонд кейтеринг - Событийный кейтеринг; Preparty - Доставка гастрономических сетов для мероприятий. Изучает историю своего Рода, в его древе 1207 человек. Автор образовательного проекта про изучение истории рода "Корни". С детства увлекается музыкой, собирает винил и патефонные пластинки. Участвствовал в ретро-ралли на автомобиле ГАЗ 24. Женат, двое сыновей (6 и 3). Член клуба Атланты со дня его основания. Dmitry Pukhov was born on May 04, 1983 in Moscow. Entrepreneur, partner of Diamond Family. Co-founder: ⁠Double Space⁠ - Event space for 800 guests; ⁠Grand Ballroom⁠ - A venue for large-scale celebrations and business events for 1200 guests; ⁠Consent Hall⁠ - Venue for business events for 300 guests; ⁠Diamond catering⁠ - Event catering; ⁠Preparty⁠ - Delivery of gastronomic sets for events. He studies the history of his Family, there are 1207 people in his tree. Author of an educational project about the study of the history of the genus "⁠Roots⁠". Since childhood, he has been fond of music, collecting vinyl and gramophone records. Participated in a retro rally in a GAZ 24 car. Married, two sons (6 and 3). Member of the Atlanty Club since its inception. FIND DMITRY ON SOCIAL MEDIA Facebook | Telegram | Instagram ================================SUPPORT & CONNECT:Support on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/denofrichTwitter: https://twitter.com/denofrichFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/mark.develman/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/denofrichInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/den_of_rich/Hashtag: #denofrich© Copyright 2023 Den of Rich. All rights reserved.

We started our Travel Brat Texas trip by flying Delta into Dallas, picking up a car from my fave new rental car company, Thrifty, and scooting over to the most beautiful little historic town. The historic town of McKinney, Texas, was about 45 minutes from the airport and a must-visit hidden gem on the outskirts of Dallas! We stayed in the most charming hotel- The Grand Hotel of McKinney. The Grand Hotel was built in 1885 by the Heard Brothers. When built, the Grand consisted of an original 14 rooms, a Grand Ballroom, and Rick's Chophouse. It was only 15,000 square feet! Later, the Tower was added, expanding the hotel to 45 rooms.From the Willy Nelson book in our room to the Grand Ballroom and rustic red brick walls, the Grand Hotel was charming from head to toe. My favorite part was the tasteful paintings on every floor and in every room, and the little library at the end of the hall right by our room!Check out the Grand Hotel's Experience Page for the 411 on McKinney.The town of McKinney was quaint and charming. For morning coffee, there are two great spots: Layered and Filtered. Layered had the best hot chocolate and a killer lavender late. The most remarkable addition to the restaurant was the little robot cat tray that brought out our food. Filtered has live music along with Cadillac Pizza, Harvest, Lone Star Wine, The Pub, The Celt, and Rick's Lounge. These spots, as well as Room One Eleven, and Barron Creek are also great for a cold crisp beer.If you are staying in McKinney, you must take the day to mozy around and visit all the adorable little shops and stores. Some town favorites are Ambrosia, Little Red Hen, Birds & Words, Antique Company, Homeology, Fair & Square, Sharla's, and Cotton Hearts.Other must-try restaurants in McKinney are The Yard, Local Yocal, Patina Green, and Urban Grill. For Historical cities, check out Chestnut Square Heritage Village, Collin County Farm Museum, Collin County History Museum, Heard Natural Science Museum, and the Heard-Craig Center for the Arts. For a great show, check out the McKinney Performing Arts Center.McKinney has a plethora of art and antiques. Explore the art at Kim Guthrie Antique Company, MillHouse, and The Last Art Gallery.Be sure to bring an umbrella so that you can stay dry! Texas weather is totally unpredictable! McKinney is a small town, so I recommend visiting for one to three days maximum. 

Maria Santomauro of the Scranton Cultural Center speaking about the 7th Annual Winter Blues Guitarmaggedon on Friday, February 24, 2023, at 7:30 pm. Featured will be the Alexis P. Suter Band; the Deb Callahan Band and Clarence Spady and the Electric City Band in the Grand Ballroom of the SCC, 420 N. Washington Ave. For more information: www.scrantonculturalcenter.org/

At the height of the Cold War, the looming existential dread of human extinction in a nuclear holocaust was punctuated by a three-way battle for the Grand Ballroom of New York City's famous Waldorf-Astoria Hotel fought by Nikita Khrushchev, the US State Department, and the American Dental Association. You'll never guess who won. These podcasts are ad-free and self-produced; I value your support on Patreon at https://www.patreon.com/ginandtacos. The book referenced in this episode is available wherever you like to buy books.

2 lutego w The Grand Ballroom at the Manhattan Center odbyła się doroczna gala organizowana przez New York Road Runners (NYRR).NYRR to organizacja sportowa odpowiedzialna za organizację wszystkich głównych biegów w mieście Nowy Jork, z których najważniejszy to oczywiście koronny, nowojorski maraton. Głównym punktem programu Gali jest wyróżnienie najlepszych biegaczy w różnych kategoriach wiekowych oraz najlepszych drużyn kobiecych i męskich. Zwycięscy otrzymywali talerz Tiffany'ego z wygrawerowaną kategorią i miejscem otrzymanego wyróżnienia.W Nowym Jorku funkcjonują dwa polonijne kluby biegowe: 3 Run PL i POLSKA Running Team. W tym roku drużyna kobiet z POLSKA Running Team i grupa mężczyzn z 3 Run PL stanęli na podium w kategorii drużynowej. Dziewczyny z PRT wywalczyły 3 miejsce w dywizji B, natomiast chłopaki z 3 Run PL zdobyli 2 miejsce w dywizji C. Na Gali licznie pojawili się członkowie PRT.

Recorded in the Grand Ballroom of the Chicago Hilton, a site visited by President John F. Kennedy and Queen Elizabeth II (among others), WELSTech is covering WELS National Conference on Lutheran Leadership in style! Listen in as Martin and Sallie are joined by WELS Tech team member Dan Retzlaff to reflect on the mountain of […]

Recorded in the Grand Ballroom of the Chicago Hilton, a site visited by President John F. Kennedy and Queen Elizabeth II (among others), WELSTech is covering WELS National Conference on Lutheran Leadership in style! Listen in as Martin and Sallie are joined by WELS Tech team member Dan Retzlaff to reflect on the mountain of […]

Recorded in the Grand Ballroom of the Chicago Hilton, a site visited by President John F. Kennedy and Queen Elizabeth II (among others), WELSTech is covering WELS National Conference on Lutheran Leadership in style! Listen in as Martin and Sallie are joined by WELS Tech team member Dan Retzlaff to reflect on the mountain of […]

Get your tickets for the 2023 LBJ Museum of San Marcos Benefit Gala, planned for Saturday, Jan. 28, in the Grand Ballroom of the LBJ Student Center at Texas State University. The evening will begin at 6:30 p.m. and will include live music and a silent auction. To become a sponsor or to purchase tickets, call 512-353-3300, email director@lbjmuseum.com, or visit https://bit.ly/3Qc9qHp.Article Link

Mariah Hanson, founder and producer of the legendary Club Skirts Dinah Shore Weekend talks to Emmy Winner Charlotte Robinson host of OUTTAKE VOICES™ about celebrating The Dinah's 31st year that takes place September 21st through September 25th in Palm Springs, CA. The Dinah is continuing its legend with a show-stopping all-female entertainment line-up and has moved to one of Palm Springs' most historic hotels The Margaritaville formerly The Riviera. Built in 1959 this newly renovated establishment will serve as party central infamous for its role of drawing iconic celebrities like Elvis Presley, Frank Sinatra, Lucille Ball, Marilyn Monroe, Elizabeth Taylor, Sammy Davis Jr. and Sonny and Cher. This glamorous venue will host The Black and White Ball in the Grand Ballroom Friday night September 23rd with 80s pop idol Taylor Dayne who is exclusively bringing her full band to put on a rare and unique show for Dinah goers. Also headlining the Friday night event will be Haviah Mighty who just won a Juno for “Best Canadian Album of the Year” and is now on her way to take the U.S. by storm. Then on Saturday night Fletcher one of the most electrifying queer artists to burst onto the scene is taking centerstage at The Hollywood Party also in the fabulous Grand Ballroom. Of course it wouldn't be The Dinah without the next level of epic pool parties. The weekend pool parties will be highlighted with exclusive live performances by four exciting emerging queer artists Zolita, IV4, Cassidy King and Siena Liggins who are making themselves role models as visible members of our LGBTQ community. DJs spinning throughout The Dinah this year will include DJ Leslie Ortiz, DJ Alex D, DJ Gracy D, DJ China G and DJ Tatiana. We talked to Mariah about what she hopes to accomplish with The Dinah this year and her spin on our LGBTQ issues.  Mariah Hanson has continuously utilized The Dinah as a platform to mobilize our LGBTQ community around humanitarian projects and social issues. An exemplary community leader she has single-handedly revolutionized her industry, overturned tradition and raised the bar on female achievement with an event that is entirely produced by women for women. OUTTAKE MEDIA has been a proud Media Sponsor of The Dinah for the last six years and we'll be attending all the festivities this year. Note: In compliance with the City of Palm Springs COVID safety protocol, all attendees, entertainers and staff are required to show proof of a recent negative COVID-19 test result or proof of full vaccinations to attend the festival.   For More Info & Tix… LISTEN: 600+ LGBTQ Chats @OUTTAKE VOICES  

In Episode 50 – Marketing is NOT my thing, I mentioned that I had learned that the RV space I'm playing in is called Outdoor Hospitality.  I had never heard anyone refer to it as that before.  Because I'd never heard it, I did what most curious minds do, I “Googled it”.  Hi, I'm Mechiel Kopaska of the Fearless Innovator Podcast and today I'm going to share with you what I learned about the Outdoor Hospitality Industry.   Wow! A whole new world opens up when you know the right keywords to search on.  This journey in RV Parks is sounding very familiar to the journey I took in Real Estate Investing.  I first started out on my own and before you know it, I found out where everyone with like minds was hanging out.  This is no different, I just had to keep digging!  They say to surround yourself with those smarter than you!  I've found them! This episode is going to be a bit shorter, but I wanted to get this information out to those that own parks because you could be like me and didn't even know this existed! I feel comfortable saying that perhaps the mom-and-pop parks may not know about this while the larger parks should know about it. Just like in my IT days we would go to Microsoft events to learn about all the latest and greatest upgrades to products, new features being added and to surround ourselves with the experts in the field.  The vendor room was where the rubber met the road.  We'd learn about all the new integrated products coming out and how they integrated with our Microsoft products.  The best part was the networking!   Networking for me was key because when I quit my J.O.B, I leaned on my network to bring me work and it did, until I was ready to quit that! Well, if you own an RV Resort or you're thinking about owning one, I've found the conference for you and it's right here in sunny Florida on the beach, yes, Daytona Beach! In all my travelling around looking at RV Parks, no one ever mentioned that there was an RV Park and Campground Conference & Expo June 6-8 in Daytona Beach, FL.  I guess I wasn't talking to the right people! I took one look at the website, which is well put together, I might add, and I looked at the Vendor list and the agenda for the 3 days and I mentioned it to Kurt, the next day we cleared our calendars and booked us a site at Daytona's Endless Summer Campground near the event on Daytona Beach. We live in our RV so it's just as easy as hooking up, loading my cats and we're out of here!   I know 3 of the vendors so I'll definitely be stopping by their booths! I will post the agenda in my notes below because there's just too much to mention.   We did learn that they will have breakout sessions, so Kurt and I are going to divide and concur and then discuss later what we learned. I thought my days of attending conferences was over, but this conference has got me really excited.  I've already connected with the some of the Staff Members and one of the Board of Directors who just happens to be in my back yard.  I drove through her park a couple of weekends ago.  Small world!   I'm excited about meeting people and learning everything I can and surrounding myself with Smart RV Park owners!  One day I'll grow up to be one! I'm Mechiel Kopaska of the Fearless Innovator Podcast, I hope to see you at the conference! Florida and Alabama RVCA 2022     AGENDA Monday, June 6th 1:00 – 5:00 pm Conference Registration – Bill France Foyer  (Registration will also be open on Tuesday Morning from 8-10 am) 5:00 – 7:00 pm Welcome Reception – Ocean Terrace –  Open to all paid attendees and exhibitors Tuesday, June 7th Breakfast on your own 8:00 – 10:00 am  Conference Registration 10:00 – 11:45 am  Welcome & Opening Session:  Lead with Certainty – Managing People Not Promises – Creating a Culture of Ownership, Strengthening Communications, and Improving Team Performance – Presented by Motivational Keynote Speaker, Eric Papp 12:00 – 1:30 pm Lunch, Annual Meeting, and Special Guest Speakers 1:30 – 2:30 pm General Session – Legislative Review, Governmental Affairs, and Legal Updates.  Important legal changes that impact your business and our industry – Marc Dunbar and David Eastman 2:30 – 3:30 pm General Session – Industry Challenges, Opportunities, and Trends – Industry Panel, group discussion, and Q&A. Topics: FL & AL Insurance Update, RV Tech/Campground Program, Industry Partnerships 3:45 – 4:45 pm Breakout 1: The EVs are coming – Is your RV Park ready for the future? Technical tips on how to prepare and profit from Electrical Charging – by Heidi Doyle, Utility Supply Group 3:45 – 4:45 pm Breakout 2: What you need to include in your Park Policies, Rules & Regulations – Best practices and standards for protecting your park while providing a great guest experience – Panel and Q&A 5:00 – 7:30 pm Reception, Auction & Appreciation Dinner: Grand Ballroom   Wednesday, June 8th 8:30 – 11:30 am Exhibitor Set-up in the Grand Ballroom 8:00 – 9:15 am Cracker-Barrel Breakfast – Topics: How to Get Started in this industry, Construction and Developing Do's and Don'ts, Working with your local government for approval, and more 8:00 – 9:15 am Cracker-Barrel Breakfast – Topics: Park Operational Issues, ADA, Taxes, Guest Ejections, Best Practices, Common Problems and Solutions 9:30 – 10:30 am Breakout 3: Emergency Preparedness – Natural Storms, Man Made Disasters, Dangerous Situations, Sewage Spills, Power Outages and more – How to customize a plan for your staff and your guests – Presented by Patrick Hardy, Hytropy 9:30 – 10:30 am Breakout 4: Is your RV Park maximizing it's earnings potential? How to make changes to your RV Park to attract different (new) guests and increase your profits. The pros and cons of long-term vs. short-term guests and rentals, and how your park “type” affects operational costs and revenue potential. Discover what's best for you and your campground – Panel Discussion and Q&A 10:45 – 11:45 am   Breakout 5: Mitigating Risks and Lowering your Insurance Costs – Irene Jones, Marshal & Sterling 10:45 – 11:45 am Breakout 6: Employee Labor Law and Employee/Employer Legal Issues – Department of Labor 1200 – 5:00 pm SUPPLIER EXPO and LUNCH: Grand Ballroom 5:15 – 6:00 pm Wrap-up Group Session: One last gathering to recap the conference, discuss newfound valuable tips, network with others, and have all your questions answered.

In this episode, my mom and I talk about Henry A Wallace and his very interesting career Also, check out our podcast on YouTube! Follow us on Instagram @rainytuesdayspodcast Check out our website at https://rainytuesdays368766575.wordpress.com/ Recorded: 3/21/22 Music: Soul Food by Purple Planet Music Alyce J Gray - librarian, writer/speaker, philomath https://historythruthelookingglass.com/ Wallace Global Fund: http://wgf.org/ Mission Statement: The mission of the Wallace Global Fund is to support people-powered movements to advance democracy and rights and to fight for a healthy planet. Resources: Cohen, A. (2010). Nothing to fear: FDR's inner circle and the hundred days that created modern America. New York, NY: Penguin Books. Culver, J. C. (1996). Seeds and science: Henry A. Wallace on agriculture & human progress. Greenbelt, MD: Henry A. Wallace Institute for Alternative Agriculture. Markowitz, N. D. (1973). The rise and fall of the peoples century: Henry A. Wallace and American liberalism. New York, NY: Free Press. Wallace, H. A. (1942, May 8). The Century of the Common Man. Address presented at Free World Association in Grand Ballroom, NY, NY. Retrieved May 28, 2019, from https://www.americanrhetoric.com/speeches/henrywallacefreeworldassoc.htm White, G. J., & Maze, J. R. (2015). Henry A. Wallace: His search for a new world order. Chapel Hill: UNC Press. EB White quote: “But I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve (or save) the world and a desire to enjoy (or savor) the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.” [from a 1969 interview]

The eighth-annual Antoinette Perry Awards for Excellence in Broadway Theatre were held at the Plaza Hotel's Grand Ballroom on March 28th, 1954. Broadcast on radio by NBC, it was emceed by Ben Grauer and Faye Emerson. ____________ The entire post-dinner awards ceremony took thirty minutes. Some of the plays and musicals of note that season were Ondine, Kismet, Can-Can, The Teahouse of The August Moon, and John Murray Anderson's Almanac. ____________ Dolores Grey won a Tony for Carnival in Flanders, even though this Broadway musical ran for only six performances. It's a still-standing record for the briefest run by a Tony winner. ____________ This was David Wayne's second and final Tony award. He would appear in numerous films and TV, including starring alongside Paul Muni in the 1959 film, The Last Angry Man. ____________ 1954 was a banner year for the twenty-five year old Audrey Hepburn. Three days earlier she won a Best Actress Oscar for her starring role in Roman Holiday. She'd also won a Golden Globe for the same film. In September, Sabrina would premiere, for which she was again Oscar nominated the following year.

The year 1927. Event: The "A Century of Progress International Exposition" also known as the Chicago World's Fair (pushed up 5 years from our reality, 1933).  The topics of interest this year include a series of discoveries regarding a new natural resource in which there has been a significant investment. This resource is unnamed, however many people have been calling it "Gravitium" based on how it interacts with lifting things into the air much like airships. To this end, the entire Municipal Pier has been turned into an exhibition on small-scale applications of this material to various artistic or scientific ends. This is in contrast to the more industrial applications on display at Lincoln Park just a couple blocks north of the Pier. Each of these is guided by advances in research or archaeology funded by a series of magnates. Your employer has hired each of you to attend a ball at the Grand Ballroom at the end of the Municipal Pier. It is being thrown by many of these magnates who are seeing great income from this event. Now, not to dance mind you. He needs you to grab something from the Exhibition after hours. he said he would find you there, white-tie formal dress required, and he neglected to share the subject of his interest. 'Wandering eyes have a tendency of finding value in selling information you see, and we can't afford to be discovered...It's for the safety of humanity you see...' Part of the way through the party, a group of people slipped out of the party to sneak into the exhibit hall to find a particular item. They end up finding more than they bargained for... Sound effects by: Zapsplat, Freesound Music from Audio Alchemist's Haunted Atmosphere music Party music: Hot Swing by Kevin MacLeod Link: https://incompetech.filmmusic.io/song/3885-hot-swing License: https://filmmusic.io/standard-license Check us out: https://pseudonymsocial.wordpress.com/ Follow us: https://twitter.com/PseudonymSocial   I am in two more shows!  2000 Tales: Weird Web (Horror Monster of the Week stream held every Friday night at 9pm Eastern on Twitch.) Podcast Twitter Twitch   Awfully Queer Heroes (D&D 5e Games with mostly queer cast. Uncaged Anthology is DMed by me, and future shows are Fall of Waterdeep (I play as Flahn) and Tower of Souls that I will also be DMing. Links to come) Uncaged Anthology Podcast Twitter   Help support the show with Patreon or Ko-Fi! All money provided helps ensure the show continues and is able to get art work for future shows!   We will have two new podcasts starting soon! Keep an eye on the Twitter's below for more details on when they will release! Sound Control: Radio Signal  (Science Fiction Stories, Radio Signal will be a Savage Worlds Game ran by Dan) Twitter: https://twitter.com/SoundControlRPG    Dice Before Dawn: Phoenix by Night (Darker stories, Phoenix by Night will be a Vampire the Masquerade 5th Edition game ran by Alex) Twitter: https://twitter.com/DiceBeforeDawn    Please check us out on: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/beholdertonoone  Twitter: https://twitter.com/beholdertonoone  Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCocz92shjgObQuk8_-dqYgA Find more episodes on Podbean: https://beholdertonoone.podbean.com/  Website: http://beholdertonoone.com/    Background Music   Intro Music & Outro Music created by Kyellan

In 1980, when few Americans knew the meaning of toro and omakase, the Rev. Sun Myung Moon, the founder of the Unification Church, spoke to dozens of his followers in the Grand Ballroom of the New Yorker Hotel.It was said Moon could see the future, visit you in dreams and speak with the spirit world, where Jesus and Buddha, Moses and Washington, caliphs and emperors and the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and even God himself would all proclaim his greatness.“You,” Moon later recalled telling his followers in the ballroom, “are the pioneers of the fishing business — the seafood business. Go forward, pioneer the way and bring back prosperity.” They did. Today a business they grew and shaped is arguably America's only nationwide fresh-seafood company of any kind. It specializes in sushi, and its name is True World Foods.One of Moon's daughters, In Jin Moon, once asked in a sermon whether their movement really made a difference. “In an incredible way, we did,” she said: Her father created True World Foods. “When he initiated that project,” she went on, “nobody knew what sushi was or what eating raw fish was about.” Her father, she concluded, “got the world to love sushi.”This story was recorded by Audm. To hear more audio stories from publications like The New York Times, download Audm for iPhone or Android.

The year 1927. Event: The "A Century of Progress International Exposition" also known as the Chicago World's Fair (pushed up 5 years from our reality, 1933). The topics of interest this year include a series of discoveries regarding a new natural resource in which there has been a significant investment. This resource is unnamed, however many people have been calling it "Gravitium" based on how it interacts with lifting things into the air much like airships. To this end, the entire Municipal Pier has been turned into an exhibition on small-scale applications of this material to various artistic or scientific ends. This is in contrast to the more industrial applications on display at Lincoln Park just a couple blocks north of the Pier. Each of these is guided by advances in research or archaeology funded by a series of magnates.Your employer has hired each of you to attend a ball at the Grand Ballroom at the end of the Municipal Pier. It is being thrown by many of these magnates who are seeing great income from this event. Now, not to dance mind you. He needs you to grab something from the Exhibition after hours. he said he would find you there, white-tie formal dress required, and he neglected to share the subject of his interest.'Wandering eyes have a tendency of finding value in selling information you see, and we can't afford to be discovered...It's for the safety of humanity you see...'Part of the way through the party, a group of people slipped out of the party to sneak into the exhibit hall to find a particular item. They end up finding more than they bargained for...Sound effects by: Zapsplat, FreesoundMusic from Audio Alchemist's Haunted Atmosphere musicParty music: Hot Swing by Kevin MacLeod Link: https://incompetech.filmmusic.io/song/3885-hot-swing License: https://filmmusic.io/standard-licenseCheck us out: https://pseudonymsocial.wordpress.com/Follow us: https://twitter.com/PseudonymSocialSupport us: https://www.patreon.com/pseudonymsocial/Buy me a coffee: https://www.ko-fi.com/briannajean

This week, Chris Dildey shares the story of his ceremony at the Signature Island and reception at the Grand Ballroom of the Waldorf Astoria at Walt Disney World. Although he had initially wanted a Yacht Club Disney wedding with a Swan & Dolphin reception, he knew by the way Bayley lit up when they toured the Waldorf that this was the venue for them! Today Chris shares his top tips for finding vendors and incorporating Disney touches into your wedding, as well as his best planning advice for anyone considering an alternative to Disney's Fairy Tale Weddings. Plus, you'll hear how he was able to fulfill his dream of arriving at the ceremony like Prince Charming in his very own pumpkin coach! Click here to see all the photos!

Activist Robin J. Schwartz talks to Emmy Winner Charlotte Robinson host of OUTTAKE VOICES™ about receiving the 2021 Eddy McIntyre Community Service Award at the 25th edition of the National LGBTQ Task Force Gala in Miami, Florida on Saturday October 23rd. The Eddy McIntyre Community Service Award is named after the late activist and founding board member of the Dade Human Rights Foundation. Robin is an activist and community leader who has served the LGBTQ community in multiple capacities over the past 20 years. Throughout her professional life whether it be for profit or non-profit Robin takes great pride in being proactive and driven to achieve results all with a big heart and a strong voice. Robin founded Aqua Foundation for Women where she served from 2010 to 2019. Currently she is the Donor Relations and Program Manager at Equality Florida and serves on the LGBTQ Advisory Committee for the City of Miami Beach. Also being honored will be activist and entertainer Billy Eichner who will be awarded the 2021 National Leadership Award. The Task Force Gala will be held in-person at the newly renovated Grand Ballroom at the Miami Beach Convention Center. This fundraising event promises great company, delicious food and drinks, a silent auction, live entertainment, the awards ceremony and an after-party. All guests will be required to submit proof of COVID-19 vaccination or proof of a negative COVID-19 test taken within 72 hours of the event, sign a liability waiver prior to check-in and will be temperature checked upon arrival. We talked to Robin about what it means to her to be honored at the National LGBTQ Task Force Gala and her spin on our LGBTQ issues.  Robin J. Schwartz has been an outspoken advocate for marginalized communities lobbying LGBTQ leaders and organizations to give them a seat at the table for decades. The many causes she has championed include the advancement of LGBTQ women, support for young people who find themselves homeless and racial justice. Proceeds from the 2021 National LGBTQ Task Force Gala will support The Miami Foundation's LGBTQ Community Fund where like-minded community service organizations are funded through a grant-making process and The Task Force's “All of Me, All the Time” campaign a nationwide effort to educate elected officials and the general public about the urgent need for federal non-discrimination protections.  For More Info & Tix… LISTEN: 500+ LGBTQ Chats @OUTTAKE VOICES 

Greg Sankey kicked off Talking SZN Monday afternoon at SEC Media Days. Nick Roush and Adam Luckett were in the Grand Ballroom at the Wynfrey Hotel to hear from the commissioner and a cast of coaches and players. The dynamic duo relives the best of the best from South Carolina, LSU and Florida's turn at the podium. Highlights: -- Dan Mullen's very bad idea. -- Can Coach O get his hires right? -- Unexpected, glowing reviews of Dare Rosenthal. -- Shane Beamer's filibuster is becoming a trend at South Carolina. -- A lot to unpack from Sankey's comments on the state of the NCAA. -- Previewing Kentucky's SECMD appearance.    

Greg Sankey kicked off Talking SZN Monday afternoon at SEC Media Days. Nick Roush and Adam Luckett were in the Grand Ballroom at the Wynfrey Hotel to hear from the commissioner and a cast of coaches and players. The dynamic duo relives the best of the best from South Carolina, LSU and Florida's turn at the podium. Highlights: -- Dan Mullen's very bad idea.  -- Can Coach O get his hires right? -- Unexpected, glowing reviews of Dare Rosenthal.  -- Shane Beamer's filibuster is becoming a trend at South Carolina.  -- A lot to unpack from Sankey's comments on the state of the NCAA.  -- Previewing Kentucky's SECMD appearance.    

It's here - the official reveal of THE GUY WHO HATES IT WHEN THEY PUT CORN IN THE CHILI. Is Mia a party girl? What should you do if your friend is embarrassing herself at a party? Do you remember your first beer? This episode focuses on the section Thursday, March 4, third-floor stairwell through the section Saturday, March 7, 5 Pm, The Grand Ballroom, The Plaza in volume 7, Party Princess! Website - www.thepodcastdiaries.com Facebook - The Podcast Diaries Instagram - @thepodcastdiary1 Twitter - @thepodcastdiary Gmail - thepodcastdiary@gmail.com Anchor - www.anchor.fm/thepodcastdiaries

The multicultural community medal for 2021 was presented to recipients, in a ceremony at the Grand Ballroom, ICC Sydney on Saturday 13 March. A medal was awarded to Assyrian artist and writer the late John Homeh, for his contributions to the Assyrian community.

We get deep to the heart of the business in Seth's interview with Todd, the owner of the Meeting House Grand Ballroom. Todd, who owns and runs his wedding venue with his wife Tracy, shares advice on running a business with a loved one while still maintaining a healthy happy relationship. He and Seth also discuss what it's like to have your wedding there, the history of the family business going back to the 60s, and even their new puppy!You can tell right off the bat that Seth and Todd have a great working friendship and both had a blast making this podcast!To start a conversation about having your event at the Meeting House visit www.meetinghousegrandballroom.com/To learn more about what Seth and the Michaels Entertainment team have to give your wedding, visit www.michaelsentertainment.comProduced by: www.rdsfilms.comLearn more about Michaels Entertainment by visiting https://www.michaelsentertainment.comLearn more about RDS films by visiting https://www.rdsfilms.com/

The City of Green Bay is moving their Central Count to the KI Convention Center's Grand Ballroom for next week's election. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The City of Green Bay is moving their Central Count to the KI Convention Center's Grand Ballroom for next week's election. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This is a Question and Answer episode. I sat down with Chris and Jimmy, the two guys I do the Audible Extacy Podcast with each week, and we shared our thoughts and opinions about the song West Nashville Grand Ballroom Gown. Twitter: @zombiebeach Email: zombiebeach3@gmail.com Podcasts: The Audible Extacy Podcast and Nightlight Tales Podcast Books and Short Stories: Amazon US Amazon UK Barnes and Noble Apple --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/thedeepcuts/message

Do you know the song West Nashville Grand Ballroom Gown? This episode is about that song. Twitter: @zombiebeach Email: zombiebeach3@gmail.com Podcasts: The Audible Extacy Podcast and Nightlight Tales Podcast Books and Short Stories: Amazon US Amazon UK Barnes and Noble Apple --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/thedeepcuts/message

Darrell Castle talks about what Vice President Henry Wallace described in a 1942 speech as the Century of the Common Man. What is the status of the “common man” today? Transcription / Notes CENTURY OF THE COMMON MAN Hello this is Darrell Castle with today's Castle Report. Today is Friday June 19, 2020 and on this Report I will be talking about what former vice president Henry Wallace described as the century of the common man. What condition is the common man in today since this is supposed to be his century? For the Castle Family week four out of quarantine passed uneventfully although the powers that be tell us we are now part of the masked ones whether we want to be or not. The family daughter remains marooned but safe and unmasked, virus free but in a distant land. On May 8, 1942 in the Grand Ballroom of the Commodore Hotel in New York City Vice President Henry Wallace gave a speech to a packed house. It was packed with a diverse group from 33 different nations including all the nations of Latin America. It was the Vice President after all, and the nation was in the early stages of a World War. Mr. Wallace titled his speech “The Century of the Common Man.” He reviewed the great revolutions that had engulfed the world over the centuries in which he asserted the common man had tried to uplift himself through bloodshed. He emphasized that the next century would be different, since the coming change would be for the benefit of the common man and the government would bring it peacefully. He said that he and President Roosevelt were proposing to make the following 100 years the century of the common man buttressed by the four freedoms emphasized by the President in his recent speech to congress. These four freedoms, President Roosevelt told the world, were the four freedoms that Americans held to be so dear they would be willing to die for them or go abroad and kill to protect them. The four freedoms were freedom of speech, freedom of religion or worship as the President worded it, freedom from want, and freedom from fear. We will address the state of the four in a moment but first, the vice president's speech became an international sensation. Mr. Wallace was an avowed socialist or communist depending on who you talked to, and that was 78 years before Bernie Sanders made it fashionable to be a socialist. Composer Aaron Copeland who was the son of Jewish Lithuanian immigrants was so taken by the speech that he wrote a composition in honor of it which he called “Fanfare for the Common Man.” The piece became a part of Americana and is still played today. I'm sure you've heard it sometime in your lifetime. The vice president was honored by fellow socialists around the world for his idea of bloodless revolution although at the time the world was awash in blood.  Mr. Wallace proposed that the government should relive the burden of individual responsibility that the common man had shouldered since the advent of America. The burden would henceforth be socialized across all strata of society. Incidentally, what is a common man. What does it mean to be called common? In the traditional European definition, it meant anyone not a member of an inherited royal status or anyone not deemed royal by a member of the royal family. Here in America where we are supposed to reject such titles, it could mean anyone not of any esteemed social status. Such things in America are usually determined by money instead of birth. At the time Mr. Wallace spoke, common men and women were dying by the millions across the world. Dying in battle, dying as collateral damage, and dying in the German Camps. When the war ended, the 15 years of the post war boom really could truthfully be said to be the golden age of the common man. Except for a few years fighting on the Korean peninsula, the common man's plight was uplifted by the world war and its aftermath. The industrial machinery of the war was converted quickly to civilian consumer goods and that provided good...

SUPPORT THE SHOW: Manscaped.com PROMO CODE: HONOR for 20% OFF THE ALL NEW LAWN MOWER 3.0 and FREE SHIPPING and by signing up for Patreon.com/AnHonorablePod where you'll get the shows early, ad-free, and plenty of bonus content in the higher tiers we offer! It was truly a historic evening in the ROH history books as the company, running The Grand Ballroom of the Manhattan Center for 2 years, finally moved downstairs to The Hammerstein Ballroom! Every title was on the line, including the FIP, and a new face was given the main event slot for this landscape show! Plus, Shane Hagadorn experiences his second death in ROH, and this one was unfortunately much closer to an actual death than the one we joked about in the archives back at “Battle of St. Paul”. We even hear from Mrs. Hagadorn on what it's like to be the spouse of the man who, there but for the grace of a table, may have broke his neck.It's “A New Level” on this week's episode, and we are sponsored by the legendary MANSCAPED.COM, where you can save 20% off your order AND receive free shipping with promo code HONOR! And, as always, the Creative Control Network brings you the heat on all your favorite podcast providers!-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-A New Level5/10/08NYC, NYFIP World Heavyweight Title Three Way MatchRoderick Strong (c) vs. Erick Stevens vs. Go ShiozakiTag Team MatchEl Generico & Kevin Steen vs. No Remorse Corps (Davey Richards & Rocky Romero)Three Way Tag Team Scramble MatchDelirious & Pelle Primeau vs. Sweet 'n' Sour Inc. (Brent Albright & Chris Hero) (w/Bobby Dempsey, Eddie Edwards, Jonny Fairplay, Larry Sweeney, Sara Del Rey & Shane Hagadorn) vs. The Vulture Squad (Jack Evans & Jigsaw) (w/Julius Smokes)Singles MatchBryan Danielson vs. Naomichi MarufujiRelaxed Rules MatchNecro Butcher vs. Takeshi MorishimaROH World Tag Team Title No Disqualification MatchAustin Aries & Jay Briscoe (c) vs. The Age Of The Fall (Jimmy Jacobs & Tyler Black)ROH World Title MatchNigel McGuinness (c) vs. Claudio Castagnoli =-=-=-=-=-An Honorable Mention Podcast is hosted by Jeff Schwartz & Shane Hagadorn every Tuesday on the Creative Control Network. OUTLETS:iTUNES: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/an-honorable-mention-with-shane-hagadorn-jeff-schwartz/id1348324250?mt=2TuneIn Radio: https://tunein.com/podcasts/Sports--Recreation-Podcasts/An-Honorable-Mention-p1101966/ Stitcher: https://www.stitcher.com/podcast/an-honorable-mention?refid=stprSpreaker: https://www.spreaker.com/show/an-honorable-mention-with-shane-hagadorn Castbox: https://www.castbox.fm/channel/id2083202 Podbean: https://www.podbean.com/podcast-detail/6xh9y-77731/An-Honorable-Mention-with-Shane-Hagadorn--Jeff-Schwartz-PodcastSpotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/3bT7qZVq6PN2JWJu21v0jMiHeartRadio: https://www.iheart.com/podcast/966-an-honorable-mention-w-sha-45911710/ListenNotes: https://www.listennotes.com/podcasts/an-honorable-mention-with-shane-hagadorn-0nVes3d7roi/Podcast Addict: http://podplayer.net/?podld=2360081Podchaser: https://www.podchaser.com/podcasts/an-honorable-mention-w-shane-h-625260SUPPORT THE SHOW:Patreon.com/AnHonorablePodMANSCAPED.COM; PROMO CODE “HONOR”ADVERTISE WITH US:advertisecast.com/anhonorablementionwithshanehagadornjeffanhonorablemention@gmail.comFOLLOW SUPPORT THE SHOW: Manscaped.com PROMO CODE: HONOR for 20% OFF THE ALL NEW LAWN MOWER 3.0 and FREE SHIPPING and by signing up for Patreon.com/AnHonorablePod where you'll get the shows early, ad-free, and plenty of bonus content in the higher tiers we offer! US FOR THE LATEST NEWS & NOTES!Twitter & Instagram- @anhonorablepodTwitter & Instagram - @thejeffschwartzTwitter & Instagram - @hagadornshaneAudio by Zach Johnson - @RadioZTanhonorablemention.wixsite.com/mainTwitch.tv/AnHonorablePodFacebook.com/AnHonorablePodYoutube Search “An Honorable Mention”

SUPPORT THE SHOW: Manscaped.com PROMO CODE: HONOR for 20% OFF THE ALL NEW LAWN MOWER 3.0 and FREE SHIPPING and by signing up for Patreon.com/AnHonorablePod where you'll get the shows early, ad-free, and plenty of bonus content in the higher tiers we offer!It went down in May, it aired in July, and you were able to buy the DVD in August! It was the historic first pay-per-view event from Ring of Honor, via G-Funk Sports, and it took place in The Grand Ballroom of The Manhattan Center!And, spoiler, it was one hell of a show with an absolutely loaded card for the PPV portion, and a damn entertaining group of matches that ended up as DVD bonus material. Plus, ROH jazzed up the packaging for the home release! And, for those who still insist Ring of Honor didn't tell stories back in the Gabe days, this PPV also marks the beginning of several that weave through the next couple years!It's “Respect Is Earned” on this week's episode, and we are sponsored by the legendary MANSCAPED.COM, where you can save 20% off your order AND receive free shipping with promo code HONOR! And, as always, the Creative Control Network is your host for all dem dere podcast providers!-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-Respect Is Earned5/12/07NYC, NY- ROH World Title Match: Takeshi Morishima vs. BJ Whitmer- Rocky Romero vs. Naomichi Marufuji- ROH World Tag Team Title Match: Jay & Mark Briscoe vs. Matt Sydal & Claudio Castagnoli- Delirious vs. Roderick Strong- Bryan Danielson & Takeshi Morishima vs. Nigel McGuinness & KENTABonus Matches- Brent Albright vs. Tank Toland- Davey Richards vs. Erick Stevens- Daizee Haze vs. Sara Del Rey- Tag Team Scramble: El Generico & Kevin Steen vs. Irish Airborne vs. Pelle Primeau & Mitch Franklin vs. Jimmy Rave & Adam Pearce=-=-=-=-=-An Honorable Mention Podcast is hosted by Jeff Schwartz & Shane Hagadorn every Tuesday on the Creative Control Network.OUTLETS:iTUNES: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/an-honorable-mention-with-shane-hagadorn-jeff-schwartz/id1348324250?mt=2TuneIn Radio: https://tunein.com/podcasts/Sports--Recreation-Podcasts/An-Honorable-Mention-p1101966/Stitcher: https://www.stitcher.com/podcast/an-honorable-mention?refid=stprSpreaker: https://www.spreaker.com/show/an-honorable-mention-with-shane-hagadornCastbox: https://www.castbox.fm/channel/id2083202Podbean: https://www.podbean.com/podcast-detail/6xh9y-77731/An-Honorable-Mention-with-Shane-Hagadorn--Jeff-Schwartz-PodcastSpotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/3bT7qZVq6PN2JWJu21v0jMiHeartRadio: https://www.iheart.com/podcast/966-an-honorable-mention-w-sha-45911710/ListenNotes: https://www.listennotes.com/podcasts/an-honorable-mention-with-shane-hagadorn-0nVes3d7roi/Podcast Addict: http://podplayer.net/?podld=2360081Podchaser: https://www.podchaser.com/podcasts/an-honorable-mention-w-shane-h-625260SUPPORT THE SHOW:Patreon.com/AnHonorablePodMANSCAPED.COM; PROMO CODE “HONOR”ADVERTISE WITH US:advertisecast.com/anhonorablementionwithshanehagadornjeffanhonorablemention@gmail.comFOLLOW US FOR THE LATEST NEWS & NOTES!Twitter & Instagram- @anhonorablepodTwitter & Instagram - @thejeffschwartzTwitter & Instagram - @hagadornshaneAudio by Zach Johnson - @RadioZTanhonorablemention.wixsite.com/mainTwitch.tv/AnHonorablePodFacebook.com/AnHonorablePodYoutube Search “An Honorable Mention”

Twenty-one years ago I got a phone call from my publisher, Ray Bard. “Roy, a man in Denver just bought 350 copies of your book from a bookstore in Denver and then faxed the receipt to my office with a question scribbled on it.” “What was the question?” I asked. “He wrote, ‘Is this enough for you to arrange a meeting with the author?'” A couple of weeks later, the man arrived in Austin and we spent a day talking about every subject on earth. I was glad I met him. That night, Pennie asked, “What does he do for a living?” That's when it occurred to me that I knew almost nothing about the man's personal life because every time I asked him a question about himself, he would take our conversation in a new direction. A few days later I received an email from my mysterious friend. “Cancel whatever plans you have for March 10 and be in the Grand Ballroom of the Waldorf-Astoria in New York at 7:00 PM. Trust me.” We had no idea what we were walking into, but Pennie and I decided it would be a fun adventure, so we flew to New York. A small army of security men stood guard at the doors of the Grand Ballroom as hundreds of tuxedos and long-gloved evening gowns flowed like water across the lobby. We were given a small book with twelve hundred names listed in alphabetical order. It was a seating chart. Barlett, Donald L. – TIME Behar, Richard – FORTUNE Bloomberg, Michael – Bloomberg News Brady, Ray – CBS Through the open doorway I saw an arctic plateau of crystal stemware and white china on snow-white tablecloths. Pennie placed her finger in a precise spot on page nine. “This is the place where our names should have been.” We stared at that spot for a long time and waited for our names to magically appear alongside a table number. An insert fell from the booklet onto the floor. I picked it up. It was a note from Bill Clinton, President of the United States. “Pennie,” I whispered, “I just realized something.” She looked at me. I continued. “There was no salutation on that email. It didn't say, ‘Dear Roy and Pennie.' It just started with the words, ‘Meet me.'” Pennie had a question mark in her eyes. “I think he clicked my email address by mistake.” Everyone else was in the ballroom now and we, conspicuously, were not. Pennie smiled and said, “No problem, we'll go have a nice dinner and then have a few days of fun in New York.” Not wanting to attract attention to ourselves, we began moving quietly toward the door that led onto the street. That's when we heard a shout. “Pennie? Roy?” We froze like we'd been hit with a spotlight while trying to sneak over a prison wall. With all my heart I expected him to say, “What are you doing here?” But what he said was, “Did you have a good flight?” Before we could reply, the air sang the song of a wine glass being struck repeatedly by a butter knife. That's when our friend grabbed Pennie's hand and said, “Follow me.” He led us to a table on the stage where the trophies were to be presented. It was like sitting onstage during the Academy Awards. Pennie and I were the guests of honor at a dinner party Roving Reporter Rotbart was throwing for all his journalist friends. The next year he threw his party on the floor of the New York Stock Exchange and the year after that it was at NASDAQ. Twenty-one years later, when his daughter Avital needed to design a book for her senior thesis in college, I happily volunteered to let her prepare our long-overdue guidebook, Secrets of the Wizard Academy Campus. We will be distributing copies during https://www.wizardacademy.org/product/2020-academy-reunion-may-2nd/ (our extravaganza on May 2nd.) The roving reporter says he's planning to be there. Are you? Roy H. Williams

Goodbye Samoa Joe, Hello Morishima!!!!This event marked the kickoff of the 5th Year Festival, aka The Samoa Joe Goodbye Tour, as well as marked the arrival of Takeshi Morishima onto the ROH landscape. Yes it was Homicide's homecoming after winning the World Title in December the previous year, but that was really afterthought to the two behemoths going to battle in the Grand Ballroom.It also had plenty of tables to satisfy the hardcore need, some crazy FIP influence, bad camera angles, one awesome angle despite the massive logic hole surrounding it, and plenty more! It's “Fifth Year Festival: NYC” and it is your pleasure to hear Jeff & Shane rant about it on this week's edition of AHM! As always we are hosted by the Creative Control Network, and sponsored this week by Podcorn.com!0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-Fifth Year Festival: NYCFebruary 16, 2007NYC, NYSingles MatchPelle Primeau vs. Takeshi MorishimaSingles MatchAdam Pearce (w/ Shane Hagadorn) vs. DeliriousTag Team MatchDangerous Angels (Sara Del Rey & Allison Danger) vs. Daizee Haze & Alexa ThatcherFour Way FrayJack Evans vs. Xavier vs. Shingo Tagaki vs. Jimmy Jacobs (w/ Lacey)Tables Are Legal MatchBJ Whitmer vs. Brent AlbrightWorld Tag Team Title MatchChristopher Daniels & Matt Sydal (c) vs. Austin Aries & Roderick StrongTag Team MatchJay & Mark Briscoe vs. Colt Cabana & Nigel McGuinnessSingles MatchSamoa Joe vs. Takeshi MorishimaWorld Title MatchHomicide (w/ Julius Smokes) (c) vs. Jimmy Rave-=-=-=-=-=-=-An Honorable Mention Podcast is hosted by Jeff Schwartz & Shane Hagadorn every Tuesday on the Creative Control Network. OUTLETS:iTUNES: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/an-honorable-mention-with-shane-hagadorn-jeff-schwartz/id1348324250?mt=2TuneIn Radio: https://tunein.com/podcasts/Sports--Recreation-Podcasts/An-Honorable-Mention-p1101966/ Stitcher: https://www.stitcher.com/podcast/an-honorable-mention?refid=stprSpreaker: https://www.spreaker.com/show/an-honorable-mention-with-shane-hagadorn Castbox: https://www.castbox.fm/channel/id2083202 Podbean: https://www.podbean.com/podcast-detail/6xh9y-77731/An-Honorable-Mention-with-Shane-Hagadorn--Jeff-Schwartz-PodcastSpotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/3bT7qZVq6PN2JWJu21v0jMiHeartRadio: https://www.iheart.com/podcast/966-an-honorable-mention-w-sha-45911710/ListenNotes: https://www.listennotes.com/podcasts/an-honorable-mention-with-shane-hagadorn-0nVes3d7roi/Podcast Addict: http://podplayer.net/?podld=2360081Podchaser: https://www.podchaser.com/podcasts/an-honorable-mention-w-shane-h-625260SUPPORT THE SHOW:Patreon.com/AnHonorablePodADVERTISE WITH US:advertisecast.com/anhonorablementionwithshanehagadornjeffanhonorablemention@gmail.comFOLLOW US FOR THE LATEST NEWS & NOTES!Twitter & Instagram- @anhonorablepodTwitter & Instagram - @thejeffschwartzTwitter & Instagram - @hagadornshaneAudio by Zach Johnson - @RadioZTanhonorablemention.wixsite.com/mainTwitch.tv/AnHonorablePodFacebook.com/AnHonorablePodYoutube Search “An Honorable Mention”

Welcome back! For episode 2 we give our recap of PPV weekend. We talk Worlds Collide, and the Royal Rumble. We offer an interesting take on which female Rumble entrants should've been arrested, and why Toni Storm has an ass as awesome as her in-ring talent. For the main event we talk the very first episode of Monday Night Raw watch-a-long style. Quick note we ment to say Yoko went in the HOF IN 2012 NOT 09 by The Usos WANT MORE LIVING KAYFABE?? TYPE THE LINK BELOW IN YOUR SEARCH BAR AND CHECK OUT ALL THE BADASS LIVING KAYFABE MERCH! OR GO TO THE ANCHOR LIVING KAYFABE HOME PAGE AND CLICK THE LINK IN OUR BIO! https://teespring.com/stores/living-kayfabe-podcast-merch

What a long, long, long day; starting with a snowstorm in Manassas, VA and a never-ending drive to NYC, and followed by a long show, a long main event, and the long night of hurry up & wait that always accompanied the clean-up at The Grand Ballroom. That was the story of “Final Battle 2009”, an event that has an infamous reputation among the long-time ROH faithful.But is it deserved? Is the main event one hour draw actually as bad as some, including our hosts, remember? What about the rest of the show? After all, it featured the return of the Kings of Wrestling, Eddie Kingston, the Steen turn, and a whole lot of action otherwise!Join us on this week's edition of AHM as Jeff & Shane tackle “Final Battle 2009”, as voted on by all of you, apparently just to spite Jeff! Brought to you by The Creative Control Network, and Patreon.com/AnHonorablePod!0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0Final Battle 200912/19/09NYC, NYDark MatchAlex Payne vs. Andy RidgePick 6 Four Corner Survival MatchClaudio Castagnoli vs. Colt Cabana vs. Kenny Omega vs. Rhett TitusTag Team MatchBobby Dempsey & Delirious (w/Daizee Haze) vs. The Embassy (Bison Smith & Erick Stevens) (w/Prince Nana)Fight Without HonorChris Hero (w/Sara Del Rey & Shane Hagadorn) vs. Eddie KingstonTag Team MatchEl Generico & Kevin Steen vs. The Young Bucks (Matt Jackson & Nick Jackson)Pick 6 Singles MatchKenny King vs. Roderick StrongSingles MatchAlex Koslov vs. Rocky RomeroROH World Tag Team Title MatchThe American Wolves (Davey Richards & Eddie Edwards) (c) vs. The Briscoes (Jay Briscoe & Mark Briscoe)Singles MatchJack Evans vs. Teddy HartROH World Title MatchAustin Aries (c) vs. Tyler Black-=-=-=-=-=-=-An Honorable Mention Podcast is hosted by Jeff Schwartz & Shane Hagadorn every Tuesday on the Creative Control Network.OUTLETS:iTUNES: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/an-honorable-mention-with-shane-hagadorn-jeff-schwartz/id1348324250?mt=2TuneIn Radio: https://tunein.com/podcasts/Sports--Recreation-Podcasts/An-Honorable-Mention-p1101966/Stitcher: https://www.stitcher.com/podcast/an-honorable-mention?refid=stprSpreaker: https://www.spreaker.com/show/an-honorable-mention-with-shane-hagadornCastbox: https://www.castbox.fm/channel/id2083202Podbean: https://www.podbean.com/podcast-detail/6xh9y-77731/An-Honorable-Mention-with-Shane-Hagadorn--Jeff-Schwartz-PodcastSpotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/3bT7qZVq6PN2JWJu21v0jMiHeartRadio: https://www.iheart.com/podcast/966-an-honorable-mention-w-sha-45911710/ListenNotes: https://www.listennotes.com/podcasts/an-honorable-mention-with-shane-hagadorn-0nVes3d7roi/Podcast Addict: http://podplayer.net/?podld=2360081SUPPORT THE SHOW:Patreon.com/AnHonorablePodItsADVDProduct.comADVERTISE WITH US:advertisecast.com/anhonorablementionwithshanehagadornjeffanhonorablemention@gmail.comFOLLOW US FOR THE LATEST NEWS & NOTES!Twitter & Instagram- @anhonorablepodTwitter & Instagram - @thejeffschwartzTwitter & Instagram - @hagadornshaneAudio by Zach Johnson - @RadioZTanhonorablemention.wixsite.com/mainTwitch.tv/AnHonorablePodFacebook.com/AnHonorablePodYoutube Search “An Honorable Mention”

Professional voice actor Kevin Horton joins us on this episode along with Jeffrey Moore. Kevin has done voice work for many haunted attractions as well as Midsummer Scream, Darkest Radio and Eddsworld The Movie. Some of the topics we discuss on this episode are:-Some of the voice work Kevin has done at Knott's Scary Farm and Roca Scary Farm-Midsummer Scream VS Transworld's Halloween & Attractions Show-Kevin's gig as the main announcer in the Grand Ballroom at Midsummer Scream-Horror movies that we're afraid of-The humane side of us "scary haunted attraction weirdos"-The time Kevin said the F Word and kind of liked it-Kevin explains what a payphone was-The time Andy scared Kevin at Knott's Scary Farm 15 years ago-Kevin's Voice Arts Awards nomination-The time Kevin got over his fear of Linda Blair-The time Kevin asked a monster to scare his friend-The time Kevin talked to Jack Wagner at Disneyland-The time Andy probably pissed off a lot of Haunt monsters at Knott'sAnd many more...

Nat Fyfe spoke to the Grand Ballroom at the 2019 Doig Medal Presentation Dinner.

Peter Bell spoke to the Grand Ballroom at the 2019 Doig Medal Presentation Dinner.

Maria Santomauro, Director of Strategic Initiatives at the Scranton Cultural Center; Drummer/Band Leader Patrick Marcinko III; Saxophonist Jim Buckley; Percussionist/Leader Justin Padro, speaking about their music and the 4th annual "Jump, Jazz & Jive" concert at the SCC in the Grand Ballroom, 420 North Washington Avenue, on Sunday, September 29, 2019, at 6:30 pm, featuring the Upper Valley Winds Big Band; the Justin Padro Trio; The Bog Swing Group; and the Tri-Tones. 570-344-1111 www.scrantonculturalcenter.org

This week we welcome one of Upper Ninety's head coach Pepe Rangel. The California native talks about his soccer experience in Austin, how he ended up playing for Campbell University, and most importantly, how you can participate in the #DareToCreate event fundraiser that will take place at Native Bar & Kitchen’s Grand Ballroom on Saturday, October 19 from 5-8 p.m. To find out more or become a volunteer, visit https://www.upperninety.org/dare-to-create. We also prepare and briefly discuss Austin FC’s stadium groundbreaking event on Monday, the Bold’s on-the-road tie against Colorado Springs Switchbacks, USA vs Mexico friendly match which is never really a “friendly”, and Texas Women’s Soccer team! Music: "Molly" by MidCentury — www.midcenturyband.com/ Don't forget to follow us on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram, and leave us a rating and review wherever you listen. You can also email us at austinsoccerpod@gmail.com.

On 12th December 1900, and in the United States, Winston Churchill was about to deliver a lecture about his experiences as a war reporter in South Africa, covering the Anglo-Boer War. Exactly a year earlier to the day on 12th December 1899, he'd escaped from a Boer prison in Pretoria, now he was standing in the Grand Ballroom of the Waldorf Astoria in New York. It was the haunt of the rich and famous. And for once, Churchill was nervous because he was being introduced by the great author, Mark Twain who was staunchly opposed to imperialism and at 65 with his shock of unruly white hair, Twain generally spoke his mind without fear or favour. Churchill was aware this could be a difficult evening. He had sailed from Britain after winning a seat in parliament for Oldham in the khaki election in October 1900, and now sought to grow his influence further afield by going on the American lecture circuit. He also needed cash to fund his political career. The show came with slides and what was known at that time as a magic lantern, an early form of slide projector, which projected images on a screen while Churchill spoke. He could do the lecture in his sleep, his oratory skills already sharpened. Churchill had presented this lecture 29 times before in every large British City, starting immediately after the elections on 30 October in St James' Hall in London. Evening after evening except Sundays he addressed large halls full of an adoring public. Churchill had made a tidy sum out of the British lecture circuit because at that time, Members of Parliament received no remuneration. So he knew that he needed a war chest for politics, and what better way than to talk about a war with a multimedia show thrown in? Back in South Africa, the so-called bandits were about to deal General Clements another blow in the Magaliesberg Mountain range which lies west of Pretoria and Johannesburg. Remember last week Jan Smuts and Koos de la Rey had ambushed a large relief convoy and either seized or destroyed 118 wagons on the road to Rustenburg through the mountains. As I said, that was merely a precursor to a much more violent confrontation on the 9th December at a place called Nooitgedacht. loosely translated, it means Never Daylight. The success of the ambush had whetted Smuts and de la Rey's appetite for bigger game. General Clements was that bigger game. He was a bull-necked Englishman who had done well in recent weeks in corraling the Boers and protecting the main routes out of Pretoria to the West. Towns like Rustenberg and Mafikeng lay along that route, and it was important to keep the road open to Bechuanaland, modern day Botswana. But one mistake changed all that. Smuts wrote later that General Clements had selected a terrible spot to bivouac his troops. “I do not think” Smuts said “it was possible to have selected a more fatal spot for a camp and one which gave better scope for Boer dash and ingenuity in storming the position..” There were shear walls one one side of a thousand feet, rearing over Nooitgedacht to the north and commanding the entire valley. Nooitgedacht, roughly translated, means NEVER DAY which gives you an idea about just how nestled this valley was - and how prone it oculd be to attack if you failed to control the high ground. Clements had two reasons to choose this site and neither had anything to do with defence. First, he need to place a signalling station on the summit of the large mountain in order to send messages to Rustenberg 35 kilometers away in the shimmering plain to the north west. The second reason was more prosaic - there was a magnificent mountain stream at Nooitgedacht which plunged down a series of waterfalls. This meant clean and clear water for this men as they camped.

The Hilton Garden Inn Fargo is hosting You + Me: A Progressive Wedding Experience. The event is for all, whether you are newly engaged, married, need a gal’s evening, or a date night. This is not your typical bridal expo! Event starts at 5:00PM. Ticket includes entrance, heavy appetizers, sweet treats, and beverages. Guests can expect an evening of laughs, inspiration, and live interaction. Once you enter our lovely Grand Ballroom, the wedding day will be broken up into sections from the getting ready room, ceremony, reception, to dance. You will be entertained by live dance lessons, gathering decoration ideas, viewing the current trends in bridal and floral, taking photos in an interactive photobooth, live hair and makeup tutorials and more! Guests will be enterered for giveaways from vendors and a GRAND prize from the Hilton Garden Inn! More information and details to come!

Interview #2 is in the books! I had a wonderful conversation with my friend Todd Osann of the Meeting House Grand Ballroom in Plymouth, MI. We talked about the history of the venue, the personal service they provide, and how to have a killer party!Doing business with a family owned and operated venue is the best decision you'll make!You can find the Meeting House on all of the major wedding planning sites and directly at their website. See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

Interview #2 is in the books! I had a wonderful conversation with my friend Todd Osann of the Meeting House Grand Ballroom in Plymouth, MI. We talked about the history of the venue, the personal service they provide, and how to have a killer party! Doing business with a family owned and operated venue is… Read more The post 113 – Todd Osann, Meeting House Grand Ballroom appeared first on Motor City HDJ.

On Sunday morning, the head Coaches of the College Football Playoff National Championship teams, Alabama's Nick Saban and Georgia's Kirby Smart, fielded questions in the Grand Ballroom of the Sheraton Atlanta Hotel.

A raucous night in the Grand Ballroom of the Route 66 Museum in beautiful Lebanon, Missouri! We welcome musical guests The Flowers of Disgust, shout at each other, and do a live commentary of 1982's "Here Comes Garfield." Also, Jon is drunk.You can watch the special on YouTube while you listen. That would be fun, right?

Presentation Advice for Japanese Politicians     Vince Staples, American Hip Hop Rapper, was recently quoted in a Financial Times interview, “You have to paint the picture because everyone doesn't come from the same background”. Even a humble Long Beach rapper gets the point of engaging our audience with stories when we are the speaker. Japanese politicians have to do a lot of public speaking, but they are rarely engaging. They are generally speaking at their audiences rather than to them. I previously attended the Japan Summit at the Okura Hotel Ball Room run by the Economist. Sitting there listening to Prime Minister Shinzo Abe, then Minister for National Strategic Zones Shigeru Ishiba and then Minister for Economic and Fiscal Policy Akira Amari, I was struck by the lack of picture painting and storytelling in their presentations.   By the way, if you have seen Prime Minister Abe of late, he has improved quite a bit. Whether it was some coaching before the Olympic bid or thereafter, the man is much better. More animated, using bigger gestures, more eye contact, using those see through teleprompters to help engage the audience rather than looking down at a page of notes. He had humour, pauses for clarity and some voice modulation. Hey Japan, take note, it is possible to become better at public speaking!   I can't give a similar praiseworthy account for his other colleagues. They are generally a dull bunch. I flash back to Abe's arch rival Shigeru Ishiba, who also spoke that day at the Summit. Sprawled in his seat, eyes looking up and away in the distance at some obscure spot of the upper reaches of the Grand Ballroom wall, he spoke in a voice dripping in disinterest, leavened with lethargy and boredom. He absolutely proved Professor Albert Mehrabian's rule that when what you say (content) is incongruent with the way you say it (delivery), then 93% of the message is missed.   Here is the scary part. I closed my eyes and tried to just concentrate on the words and actually the content was pretty good and well considered. If we took the transcript and showed it to people, I am sure they would be impressed with how he was analyzing the situtaion. But he totally murdered his message.   I doubt anyone in the room got many of the points he was making. Why was that? He could have made a few adjustments and the message worth and delivery could have coincided to be very powerful and build his brand with his audience. This mediocre effort is typical of the political and business worlds in Japan. They are simply not making enough effort to become effective communicators. Sometimes you feel you are stuck in time and we are back in the 1950s here.   Minister Amari was polite, nice, but boring. He was boring because like Abe and Ishiba, he was dancing the two step data dump of information. This is a problem in corporates as well, as the leader gets up and drills the audience with detail, detail and more detail. The idea that the purity or the quality of my information is superior and sufficient, is so grossly outdated and incorrect, you wonder how it could survive in this 24/7, totally connected, information overloaded world.   CFOs and other technical types, please take note – don't bore us with your data. Tell us a story, pleeease! Bring the points being made to life by connecting them to some people and events you have encountered. Our minds are well trained to absorb stories, because they are the first educational structure we encounter as young children. The story should start with taking us to the place of the story, the location, the room, nominate the day, month or the season and introduce the people there, preferably people we already know, to make it real for us.   By getting straight into the story we can draw our audience in. We can now intertwine the context behind the point we want our audience to agree with. By providing the background logic, cloaked in a story which is vivid, we can see it in our mind's eye. We will have more success convincing others to follow us. Having set the scene, we finish by outlining our proposition or proposal and tie the ribbon on top, by pin pointing the major benefit of doing what we suggest. This is elegant and powerful.   Storytelling does suffer from misuse. American politicians lead the world in this regard. Like many things in America there is gross exaggeration. If a story is good, then ten stories must be better. That is why we hear politicians referencing various Joe Public individuals in their speeches, trying to connect with their audience. Usually it comes across as fake, duplicitous, over cooked and shady.   In business, we don't want any of that inference, so we should use storytelling sparingly yet powerfully. Less is more, but none is bad. Unite our disparate audience from multiple backgrounds by wrapping our key message in a story and if you do, what you say will be remembered, unlike almost all Japanese politicians. Let the story create your context, evidence and sizzle for your key message   Action Steps   Stop believing the quality or quantity of your information is enough Don't try and pack too many stories into your presentation Start the story by creating a vivid mind picture of the scene       Engaged employees are self-motivated. The self-motivated are inspired. Inspired staff grow your business but are you inspiring them? We teach leaders and organisations how to inspire their people. Want to know how we do that? Contact me at greg.story@dalecarnegie.com   In the course of his career Dr. Greg Story has moved from the academic world, to consulting, investments, trade representation, international diplomacy, retail banking and people development. Growing up in Brisbane, Australia he never imagined he would have a Ph.D. in Japanese decision-making and become a 30 year veteran of Japan.   A committed lifelong learner, through his published articles in the American, British and European Chamber journals, his videos and podcasts “THE Leadership Japan Series”, "The Presentations Japan Series" and "The Sales Japan Series", he is a thought leader in the four critical areas for business people: leadership, communication, sales and presentations. Dr. Story is a popular keynote speaker, executive coach and trainer.   Since 1971, he has been a disciple of traditional Shitoryu Karate and is currently a 6th Dan. Bunbu Ryodo (文武両道-both pen & sword) is his mantra and he applies martial art philosophies and strategies to business.  

FUEL MIX - 256 JES & Tenishia - Here & Now (Extended Mix) [Magik Muzik] -------------- FUEL TUNE OF THE WEEK Jason Ross - Onyx [Anjunabeats] FB : www.facebook.com/JasonRossOfficial/ SC : https://soundcloud.com/jasonrossofficial Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/artist/6CCTvLyIHqUhY6VQizt150 Download : https://www.beatport.com/artist/jason-ross/220453 --------- House Cut Of The Week Andy Murphy - Right Here (Original Club mix) [Vicious] FB : www.facebook.com/andymurph/ SC : https://soundcloud.com/andymurphy Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/artist/50taJikIzPV7nK6oxZRUuW Download : www.beatport.com/artist/andy-murphy/129420 ------- Interview & Guest Mix with The Potbelleez FB : www.facebook.com/thepotbelleezmusic Ministry Of Sound Reunion Tour 2005-2008 FRI MAY 19 - EATONS HILL HOTEL – GRAND BALLROOM, BRISBANE SAT MAY 20 - GREENWOOD HOTEL, SYDNEY SUN MAY 21 - NIGHT QUARTER, GOLD COAST FRI MAY 26 - FORUM, MELBOURNE SUN MAY 28 – THE COURT/THE OVERFLOW, PERTH SAT JUN 3 - THE CAMBRIDGE, NEWCASTLE SUN JUN 11 - THE BARTON THEATRE, ADELAIDE SAT JUN 17 - MAGNETIC ISLAND, TOWNSVILLE Tickets : http://www.mosau.co/reuniontour/ Guest Mix 1. THE POTBELLEEZ - DON’T HOLD BACK INTRO 2. FEDDE LE GRANDE - PUT YOUR HANDS UP FOR DETROIT 3. FREEKS - THE CREEPS (VANDALISM REMIX) 4. MYLO - DROP THE PRESSURE 5. TOM NOVY - YOUR BODY 6. SNEAKY SOUND SYSTEM - PICTURES (TONIGHT ONLY REMIX) 7. FEDDE LE GRAND FT IDA CORR - LET ME THINK ABOUT IT 8. AUDIO BULLYS - SHOT ME DOWN 9. TV ROCK VS DUKES OF WINDSOR - THE OTHERS 10. TONIGHT ONLY - WHERE THE PARTYS AT 11. THE PRESETS - MY PEOPLE 12. THE POTBELLEEZ - DONT HOLD BACK ------ 
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A raucous night in the Grand Ballroom of the Trump International Hotel in beautiful downtown Philadelphia! We enjoy a Garfield-themed quiz, shout at each other, and do a live commentary of 1987's "A Garfield Christmas Special."You can watch the special on YouTube while you listen. That would be fun, right?Also, here's a screengrab of Jon, Garfield, and Odie on their way to the farm. Take a good, long look at their home city (which we have always assumed to be Muncie, Indiana) in the background: Compare with this shot of Muncie... ...and this shot of nearby Indianapolis: It's totally Indianapolis, right? I mean, you be the judge, but it's totally Indianapolis.

AFTERBUZZ TV -- 2016 Tonys edition, is a weekly "after show" for fans of 2016 Tonys. In this show, hosts Briana Phipps, Angela Struck, Drexel Heard, and Jacque Borowski discuss the 2016 Tonys. ABOUT 2016 TONYS: The American Theatre Wing's Tony Awards® got their start in 1947 when the Wing established an awards program to celebrate excellence in the theatre. Named for Antoinette Perry, an actress, director, producer, and the dynamic wartime leader of the American Theatre Wing who had recently passed away, the Tony Awards made their official debut at a dinner in the Grand Ballroom of the Waldorf Astoria hotel on Easter Sunday, April 6, 1947. Vera Allen, Perry's successor as chairwoman of the Wing, presided over an evening that included dining, dancing, and a program of entertainment. The dress code was black tie optional, and the performers who took to the stage included Mickey Rooney, Herb Shriner, Ethel Waters, and David Wayne. Eleve

AFTERBUZZ TV -- 2016 Tonys edition, is a weekly "after show" for fans of 2016 Tonys. In this show, hosts Briana Phipps, Angela Struck, Drexel Heard, and Jacque Borowski discuss the 2016 Tonys. ABOUT 2016 TONYS: The American Theatre Wing's Tony Awards® got their start in 1947 when the Wing established an awards program to celebrate excellence in the theatre. Named for Antoinette Perry, an actress, director, producer, and the dynamic wartime leader of the American Theatre Wing who had recently passed away, the Tony Awards made their official debut at a dinner in the Grand Ballroom of the Waldorf Astoria hotel on Easter Sunday, April 6, 1947. Vera Allen, Perry's successor as chairwoman of the Wing, presided over an evening that included dining, dancing, and a program of entertainment. The dress code was black tie optional, and the performers who took to the stage included Mickey Rooney, Herb Shriner, Ethel Waters, and David Wayne. Eleve --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app

AFTERBUZZ TV --Oscars edition, is a special breakdown and discussion of the 2016 Oscars. In this show, hosts Steve Kaufmann, Samantha Benitz, Zoe Hewitt, and McCall Hall discuss the 2016 Oscars. The 88th Academy Awards ceremony, presented by the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences (AMPAS), honored the best films of 2015 and took place on February 28, 2016, at the Dolby Theatre in Hollywood, Los Angeles, beginning at 5:30 p.m. PST. During the ceremony, AMPAS presented Academy Awards (commonly referred to as Oscars) in 24 categories. The ceremony was televised in the United States by ABC, and produced by David Hill and Reginald Hudlin and directed by Glenn Weiss. Actor Chris Rock hosted the show for the second time, having previously hosted the 77th ceremony held in 2005. In related events, the Academy held its 7th Annual Governors Awards ceremony at the Grand Ballroom of the Hollywood and Highland Center on November 14, 2015. --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app

AFTERBUZZ TV --Oscars edition, is a special breakdown and discussion of the 2016 Oscars. In this show, hosts Steve Kaufmann, Samantha Benitz, Zoe Hewitt, and McCall Hall discuss the 2016 Oscars. The 88th Academy Awards ceremony, presented by the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences (AMPAS), honored the best films of 2015 and took place on February 28, 2016, at the Dolby Theatre in Hollywood, Los Angeles, beginning at 5:30 p.m. PST. During the ceremony, AMPAS presented Academy Awards (commonly referred to as Oscars) in 24 categories. The ceremony was televised in the United States by ABC, and produced by David Hill and Reginald Hudlin and directed by Glenn Weiss. Actor Chris Rock hosted the show for the second time, having previously hosted the 77th ceremony held in 2005. In related events, the Academy held its 7th Annual Governors Awards ceremony at the Grand Ballroom of the Hollywood and Highland Center on November 14, 2015. --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Under ordinary circumstances, the final evening of a cruise aboard the luxury turbo-electric ocean liner SS Morro Castle was a splendid event. Hundreds of lady and gentlemen passengers would gather in the Grand Ballroom in their finest evening attire for the customary Farewell Dinner, where veteran sailor Captain Willmott would captivate his guests with salty tales from his years at sea over endless glasses of champagne. Reality, bills, hangovers, and economic depression were all far away, on the other end of tomorrow morning's gangplank in New York. But on the night of Friday, the 7th of September 1934, circumstances aboard ship were not ordinary. Passengers were indeed draped in their finery in the ballroom, yet the captain's chair at the captain's table was conspicuously vacant. He had somewhat suddenly felt unwell. And atop the typical worries lurking outside were two near-hurricane-force storms, one approaching from the north and another from the south. The agitated sea and gusty winds were beginning to cause some sway in the decks, putting already-eaten entrées in danger of unscheduled egress. The surly weather was bound to be a considerable distraction. Nevertheless, the Morro Castle was a large and modern cruise ship quite capable of handling inclement weather. Chief Warms was in command of the bridge for the night shift, and he knew well enough to keep her slicing through the sea near top speed to minimize passenger discomfort. The ship made 20 knots against a gale-force headwind, so shuffleboard was out of the question, but in the Grand Ballroom, festooned with colorful flags and balloons, drinks were drunk and rugs were cut. The waitstaff served a steady supply of Cuban lobster broiled in butter, ham in champagne sauce, roast turkey, and candied sweet potatoes. The ship’s orchestra served a steady supply of dance tunes. Just before 8:00pm, the orchestra abruptly stopped playing mid-song. The previously foxtrotting passengers turned to see what was the matter, and there at the bandstand they saw cruise director Bob Smith beckoning for everyone's attention. He announced that he had some sad news to share. Their captain, Robert Willmott, had died suddenly in his quarters. The official farewell party and dance contest were therefore canceled, but the orchestra and barkeeps would remain on station late into the evening for passengers who wished to linger. Smith instructed the passengers to have a pleasant evening, and departed. The ship's doctor had determined the captain's cause of death as "heart attack brought on by acute indigestion." He had been just 52 years old. William Warms and the other officers were shocked and saddened by the turn of events, but there was also an unmistakable undertow of apprehension on the bridge. In recent weeks Captain Willmott had confided in some of his fellow officers that he had reason to believe that a "red" was aboard the ship plotting revenge against the Morro Castle and her captain. Although Willmott had never seemed particularly prone to paranoia, his remarks had been dismissed as such. The wild sabotage speculations were more difficult to ignore under the new circumstances, but scrutiny would have to wait. Chief Warms--now Acting Captain Warms--was understandably anxious. It was he who had discovered the captain's body face-down and motionless in his bathtub, and he was having trouble keeping the image out of his mind. Now he was obliged to assume command during some of the worst sailing weather he had ever seen, and he had already been awake for over twenty-four hours. Even if sleep had been possible under such conditions, there was no time for it. It was going to be a long night.

It's Time D-Heads! This week you can Be Our Guest as we enter the Grand Ballroom and welcome the talented ROBBY BENSON to the show! Robby is the life behind the Classic Disney Character THE BEAST in Beauty and the Beast. He is a writer, producer, director, composer and author. Robby is stopping in to discuss his legacy as the Beast, his career and his newest book. We have the D-Team back with Tony's Top Things You Didn't Know About, Lexie's look at the career of Robby Benson, and Jason's DVD and Blu-Ray Reviews from the Vault. We have some Disney News from Movies, the Stores, New Animation Projects, and more! There is a call for D-Teamers and all kinds of Magical Fun. So Put on Your Ears, Give it a Little Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo, and get ready to Relive the Magic, Memories and Appreciation from Your Lifetime of Disney!

It's Time D-Heads! This week you can Be Our Guest as we enter the Grand Ballroom and welcome the talented ROBBY BENSON to the show! Robby is the life behind the Classic Disney Character THE BEAST in Beauty and the Beast. He is a writer, producer, director, composer and author. Robby is stopping in to discuss his legacy as the Beast, his career and his newest book. We have the D-Team back with Tony's Top Things You Didn't Know About, Lexie's look at the career of Robby Benson, and Jason's DVD and Blu-Ray Reviews from the Vault. We have some Disney News from Movies, the Stores, New Animation Projects, and more! There is a call for D-Teamers and all kinds of Magical Fun. So Put on Your Ears, Give it a Little Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo, and get ready to Relive the Magic, Memories and Appreciation from Your Lifetime of Disney!

Delayed by the blizzard that hit Portland last December, we finally met up with Explode into Colors in the Portland Art Museum's Grand Ballroom on February 15th to record the band's "How Adee Got Her Groove Back" in episode 24 of the series.