Podcasts about handprints

Marketing neu gedacht: nachhaltig, transformativ, mutig.In dieser Episode spricht Sibel Brozat mit Birgit Berthold-Kremser – internationale Topmanagerin, Buchautorin und eine der wichtigsten Stimmen für nachhaltige Markenführung.Aufgewachsen in einem Hotel auf 1.500 Metern Höhe, früh geprägt vom Unternehmertum ihrer Mutter, führte sie ihr Weg über eine internationale Ausbildung zu Spitzenpositionen bei Siemens, Swarovski und Peek & Cloppenburg. Heute zählt sie zu den profiliertesten CMOs im deutschsprachigen Raum – mit einem klaren Ziel: Marken neu zu denken.

Send us a textIs Purgatory just a theological idea—or can it leave behind physical evidence?In this powerful episode, Ken and Janelle share one of the most astonishing Catholic mystical encounters ever recorded: the 1859 apparition of Sister Teresa Gesta, a holy nun who returned from Purgatory to leave a burnt handprint on a wooden door in her convent near Foligno, Italy.This remarkable event was thoroughly investigated by the Church and even documented by respected Catholic figures like St. Thomas Aquinas, Monsignor de Ségur, and Father F.X. Schouppe in The Dogma of Purgatory. It's a chilling reminder that Purgatory is real, that even the smallest sins are purified after death, and that our prayers for the dead truly matter.

In this episode, I welcome back Sesh Heri, author of Handprint of Atlas, to uncover the mysteries of ley lines, Tesla's suppressed technology, and the infamous Philadelphia Experiment.We dive deep into: ✅ Ley lines and their connection to ancient civilizations, energy grids, and unexplained phenomena. ✅ Nikola Tesla's lost technology, including free energy, electromagnetic fields, and his theories on planetary energy. ✅ The Philadelphia Experiment (1943) – Did the U.S. Navy actually teleport a ship using secret electromagnetic technology? ✅ Government secrets & hidden knowledge** – How are ley lines, Tesla's work, and military projects connected? Watch my previous interview with Sesh Heri Here: https://youtu.be/GNcwLl2q_ygThis mind-expanding conversation challenges conventional history and explores whether these topics are scientific reality or just conspiracy theories*

The Spin Chagrin, a concept that finds Frank having to watch a movie he's never seen before based on the random spin of a wheel filled with off-the-wall genres, continues into its fourth year. All the categories are quotables from Frank himself. In this episode, Frank's category was "Handprint of Shit.” For this category, he watched and reviewed two movies, a callback to Amityville Death Toilet: Death Toilet and Death Toilet Number 2. Sigh.

The session will equip participants with the knowledge and tools to transition from merely reducing negative impacts to actively creating positive environmental and social contributions within their enterprises and projects.

They were all arrested, tried, and convicted of homicide. 

In this episode, I sit down with Sesh Heri, author of Handprint of Atlas, to explore the mysterious world of ley lines. We dive into the intriguing intersections of Disney ley lines in California, Florida ley lines, and a special focus on Hawaii's ley lines powerful ley lines, including the mysterious energy of the Halona Blowhole.. Sesh shares his unique insights on how these energy pathways have shaped the Earth and influenced ancient civilizations. This conversation is packed with deep knowledge, offering a fresh perspective on how ley lines may still influence us today. For more insights on hidden histories and energy systems, check out my interview with Walter Bosley https://youtu.be/cvAGw3Nik0k This episode is audio-only, but it's packed with incredible insights. Don't forget to follow, subscribe, and share to keep this podcast free and accessible! If Sesh Heri's or the views of any guest don't resonate with someone, I completely respect that, and they are free to choose not to engage with the content. My goal is to give people a platform to share their experiences, and I ask that listeners approach each episode with an open mind. https://buymeacoffee.com/sensiblehippie If you like to be on the show or have guest suggestions please email me sensiblehippie@gmail.com ⁠⁠ https://www.instagram.com/sensiblehippie/ https://www.facebook.com/SensibleHippie https://lvnta.com/lv_IcTq5EmoFKaZfJhTiS USE DISCOUNT CODE: OHANA FOR 20% OFF Beginning music from Moments: Fugue Frenzy Intro music: Imagination PALA Outro music: Symphonia PALA Final Song: Yolo Lil Red Sky Music in promotion: Charlotte & Pemberley Cody Martin --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/sensiblehippie/support

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Amazon has installed digital palm readers at Whole Foods. The reader scans your palm, collecting biometric data, and links it to your credit card to pay for your groceries. What does exchanging vein mapping for eggs and butter mean for the future of data security and in-person shopping.  Guest: Emily Moore, freelance tech and food journalist Want more What Next TBD? Subscribe to Slate Plus to access ad-free listening to the whole What Next family and all your favorite Slate podcasts. Subscribe today on Apple Podcasts by clicking “Try Free” at the top of our show page. Sign up now at slate.com/whatnextplus to get access wherever you listen. Podcast production by Evan Campbell, Patrick Fort, and Cheyna Roth. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Amazon has installed digital palm readers at Whole Foods. The reader scans your palm, collecting biometric data, and links it to your credit card to pay for your groceries. What does exchanging vein mapping for eggs and butter mean for the future of data security and in-person shopping.  Guest: Emily Moore, freelance tech and food journalist Want more What Next TBD? Subscribe to Slate Plus to access ad-free listening to the whole What Next family and all your favorite Slate podcasts. Subscribe today on Apple Podcasts by clicking “Try Free” at the top of our show page. Sign up now at slate.com/whatnextplus to get access wherever you listen. Podcast production by Evan Campbell, Patrick Fort, and Cheyna Roth. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Amazon has installed digital palm readers at Whole Foods. The reader scans your palm, collecting biometric data, and links it to your credit card to pay for your groceries. What does exchanging vein mapping for eggs and butter mean for the future of data security and in-person shopping.  Guest: Emily Moore, freelance tech and food journalist Want more What Next TBD? Subscribe to Slate Plus to access ad-free listening to the whole What Next family and all your favorite Slate podcasts. Subscribe today on Apple Podcasts by clicking “Try Free” at the top of our show page. Sign up now at slate.com/whatnextplus to get access wherever you listen. Podcast production by Evan Campbell, Patrick Fort, and Cheyna Roth. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Amazon has installed digital palm readers at Whole Foods. The reader scans your palm, collecting biometric data, and links it to your credit card to pay for your groceries. What does exchanging vein mapping for eggs and butter mean for the future of data security and in-person shopping.  Guest: Emily Moore, freelance tech and food journalist Want more What Next TBD? Subscribe to Slate Plus to access ad-free listening to the whole What Next family and all your favorite Slate podcasts. Subscribe today on Apple Podcasts by clicking “Try Free” at the top of our show page. Sign up now at slate.com/whatnextplus to get access wherever you listen. Podcast production by Evan Campbell, Patrick Fort, and Cheyna Roth. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Amazon has installed digital palm readers at Whole Foods. The reader scans your palm, collecting biometric data, and links it to your credit card to pay for your groceries. What does exchanging vein mapping for eggs and butter mean for the future of data security and in-person shopping.  Guest: Emily Moore, freelance tech and food journalist Want more What Next TBD? Subscribe to Slate Plus to access ad-free listening to the whole What Next family and all your favorite Slate podcasts. Subscribe today on Apple Podcasts by clicking “Try Free” at the top of our show page. Sign up now at slate.com/whatnextplus to get access wherever you listen. Podcast production by Evan Campbell, Patrick Fort, and Cheyna Roth. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Amazon has installed digital palm readers at Whole Foods. The reader scans your palm, collecting biometric data, and links it to your credit card to pay for your groceries. What does exchanging vein mapping for eggs and butter mean for the future of data security and in-person shopping.  Guest: Emily Moore, freelance tech and food journalist Want more What Next TBD? Subscribe to Slate Plus to access ad-free listening to the whole What Next family and all your favorite Slate podcasts. Subscribe today on Apple Podcasts by clicking “Try Free” at the top of our show page. Sign up now at slate.com/whatnextplus to get access wherever you listen. Podcast production by Evan Campbell, Patrick Fort, and Cheyna Roth. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In this episode, Dr. Simon Schillebeeckx, Chief Vision Officer of an innovative company Handprint, shares insights on the challenges of growing a small business. He emphasises the importance of identifying the Ideal Customer Persona and making information accessible within the team. Dr. Schillebeeckx also reflects on his journey, offering valuable lessons on sales strategies and the role of thought leadership. Why would you wait any longer to start living the lifestyle you signed up for? Balance your health, wealth, relationships and business growth. And focus your time and energy and make the most of this year. Let's get into it by clicking here. Troy delves into our guest's startup journey, their perception of success, industry reconsideration, and the pivotal stress point during business expansion. They discuss the joys of small business growth, vital entrepreneurial habits, and strategies for team building, encompassing wins, blunders, and invaluable advice. Also, he shares two insightful articles on growing a small business: "Get a Return from an Effective Chairperson of a Board" and "When Should a Growing Small Business Have a Board of Directors or Advisors?" Both articles emphasise key factors crucial for small business growth. And a snapshot of the final five Grow A Small Business Questions:   What do you think is the hardest thing in growing a small business? Dr. Simon Schillebeeckx identifies the hardest part of growing a small business as defining the Ideal Customer Persona (ICP) and scaling effectively, especially when the ICP lacks a specific role or title. He also highlights the challenge of ensuring accessible information within the team for collective alignment and learning. What's your favourite business book that has helped you the most? Dr. Simon Schillebeeckx mentioned "The Challenger Sale" as a favourite business book that has been particularly helpful. The book focuses on the importance of educating clients and challenging their assumptions rather than simply listening to their needs, which is especially relevant for complex technology sales like the ones his company engages in. Are there any great podcasts or online learning resources you'd recommend to help grow a small business? Dr. Simon Schillebeeckx mentioned that he mainly listens to podcasts for relaxation but occasionally tunes into entrepreneurship podcasts. He relies on LinkedIn and advice from others for professional development, particularly in regeneration and sustainability standards. What tool or resource would you recommend to grow a small business? Dr. Simon Schillebeeckx recommends having an internal knowledge management system, highlighting the importance of platforms like Notion and Google Drive for organising information and facilitating team collaboration. What advice would you give yourself on day one of starting out in business? Dr. Simon Schillebeeckx would advise his past self to refrain from building anything until securing five or ten letters of intent (LOIs) to ensure a more successful and focused start. He also emphasises the importance of establishing oneself as a thought leader from day one in the industry through platforms like LinkedIn, Slack, or podcasts. Book a 20-minute Growth Chat with Troy Trewin to see if you qualify for our upcoming course. Don't miss out on this opportunity to take your small business to new heights! Enjoyed the podcast? Please leave a review on iTunes or your preferred platform. Your feedback helps more small business owners discover our podcast and embark on their business growth journey.     Quotable quotes from our special Grow A Small Business podcast guest: Invest in coaching to grow your small business; mentors can be invaluable – Dr. Simon Schillebeeckx Success lies in understanding your ideal customer persona and effectively reaching them – Dr. Simon Schillebeeckx Become the voice of authority in your industry from day one – Dr. Simon Schillebeeckx      

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This installment of The Axis Effect features Simon JD Schillebeeckx, Founder & Chief Strategy Officer at Handprint. Hailing from Belgium and receiving his doctorate in the U.K., Schillebeeckx moved to Singapore in 2015, where his career as an academic placed him into innovative projects geared towards the natural world before eventually founding Handprint. Named for their goal of creating a positive impact on the planet instead of leaving an "environmental footprint," Handprint works with client companies to help them align their operation and goals with practices that can help improve the planet in the most cost-effective ways possible. For Schillebeeckx, the values of Handprint date back to his childhood and have been further established through experiences as an adult, aiming to protect nature, both for the planet's ecosystem and the positive impact Handprint's efforts subsequently have, specifically on human life. Schillebeckx discusses why company leaders focusing on helping the planet grow is more important than ever, how ESG goals can actually help a company, and how Handprint works client-by-client to help the planet in regard to each group's resources, products/services, and values. To learn more, tune in to "Unlocking the Power of Positive Impact."

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About the Guest(s):Simon Schillebeeckx is the co-founder of Handprint, a company he started in late 2019 with a mission to generate positive impacts on the planet through deliberate action. Prior to his entrepreneurial journey, Schillebeeckx had an academic background in environmental sustainability. His academic career was dedicated to teaching students and conducting research focused on sustainability and corporate social responsibility. Adopting the scientific concept of "handprint," Schillebeeckx has ventured to create systemic changes in the way companies view and implement sustainability initiatives.Episode Summary:In this insightful episode of "Shape the System," host Vincent Turner invites Simon Schillebeeckx, the co-founder of Handprint, to discuss the transformative concept of "handprints" in the sustainability space. Schillebeeckx, with his in-depth academic experience in environmental sustainability, sheds light on how companies can move beyond the traditional model of minimizing their environmental footprints to actively creating positive outcomes, hence leaving a "handprint."The episode delves into the current state of capitalism and its alignment with sustainability goals. Simon Schillebeeckx articulates the evolution from the “do no evil” approach towards a more affirmative “do good” strategy. The conversation revolves around integrating sustainability into business models not simply as an ethical choice, but as a lever for business growth and competitive advantage. Schillebeeckx shares compelling case studies demonstrating how this integration can significantly boost sales and brand loyalty.Key Takeaways:The concept of "handprint" pertains to the sum of all positive impacts that an individual or company creates through deliberate action, in contrast to the "footprint" which accounts for negative impacts.A shift from "do no evil" to "do good" is necessary for organizations to engage meaningfully in sustainability, with potential positive impacts on business metrics.Engagement strategies involving handprint initiatives can lead to enhanced customer and employee loyalty, leading to tangible business benefits.The financial economy, including payments and banking, presents a substantial opportunity to scale handprint initiatives and create massive impacts.Visual proof and updates on sustainable projects can greatly increase engagement and credibility of handprint initiatives.Notable Quotes:"Handprint's really the flip side of that [footprint], and it's the sum of all the positive impacts one creates through deliberate action that leaves positive outcomes for the planet." — Simon Schillebeeckx"If you think there's a great example... Maybank here in Singapore recently launched a new bank card... And they worked with one of our impact partners, Seven Clean Seas, to remove 150 kilos of plastic from the ocean as part of the launch of this plastic-free or plastic-neutral bank card." — Simon Schillebeeckx"The focal area is payments and banking.... If you can become part of money movement... that alone would be more than enough to cover the 3.4 trillion [shortfall in funding for the sustainable development goals]." — Simon SchillebeeckxResources:Handprint Website - Explore the initiatives and technological advancements made by Simon Schillebeeckx's company.Tune in to the full episode to hear Simon Schillebeeckx articulate the future of sustainability and impact across industries and t

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She's Too Proud of Me: Part 5  Liv treats herself to her neighbor, and costumes. In 8 parts, By Dragon Lair Reads. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. I didn't think anything could slow down the freight train momentum of depravity that started with body shots and ended in a hot tub, but I was surprised. The whole evening went down in a very slow, tame way after everyone got into the water. Maggie had even restored her bathing suit and soaked with the rest of us. We even all got dressed and went to dinner. I got weird looks from the staff. [[MORE]] I went to the guest bedroom when we got back and got ready for bed, the flight in had been crazy early and I was ready to crash out. Liv gave me permission to bail, and I climbed into bed and knocked out shortly after. I came too after what didn't feel like long enough. The room was dark, and I could hear whispering. The voice was Liv's and she was whispering to me to wake up, shaking my shoulder. I rolled over and looked at her, only illuminated by the flood lights through the window. She was wearing one of my t-shirts that draped across her like a dress. The neck had pulled to one side, her shoulder nearly poking out. "Wake up, we want to play now." She whispered. I looked into her eyes through strands of red hair. "We?" I said sleepily. She pulled the comforter back to reveal that Lizzie was laying between us in nothing but a tank top and panties. The fabric was pulled tight across her torso and her a-cups were almost visible beneath. "Come on," Liv whispered, "Play with our toy sized guest." Liv put her hand on Lizzie's small breast and felt it, making her face tighten against the feeling. Liv closed her fingers around the nipple poking through the top and squeezed it making her jolt and gasp. "This couldn't wait until morning?" I asked looking over Lizzie's body, then back at Liv who bit her lip. "We couldn't sleep." Liv giggled, "We hoped you could;  wear us out." "We'll let you do anything you want." Lizzie said in a quiet voice. She rolled on her side and reached under the blanket to feel my stiffening shaft, "Or;  anyone." She put her lips to mine and kissed me softly stroking with her hand. She made sounds as we kissed and rolled onto her back pulling me down with her. She slid her hand into my boxers wrapping her fingers around my shaft and stroking me with her soft grip. Liv leaned over and started kissing her neck, Liv's fingers reaching between Lizzie's legs and dragging a finger over the mound hidden below the fabric. Lizzie moaned into the kiss, spreading her legs and starting to squirm. I heard Liv giggle, "Look at how wet she is already." I pulled away from the kiss and looked. Liv's finger had soaked Lizzie's panties through and was glossy, coated with thick fluid that strung between her fingers when she pulled them apart. The spot on Lizzie's underwear was saturated, and see through from her leaking as well. Liv licked her fingers and rubbed Lizzie more making her whimper and moan, squirming in place. Her taught, flat body rolled as Liv's finger worked and Lizzie struggled to concentrate on what her hand was doing in my boxers. "I think she's going to cum already," Liv said excitedly, looking at me. She rubbed Lizzie's clit and folds steadily with soft up and down movements, the wet patch on Lizzie's underwear growing until the girl moaned into her hand and bucked through an orgasm that surprised her. Her hand left my boxers and she pulled Liv into a kiss, who happily kissed her back. While they kissed, I put my fingers in Lizzie's panties and pulled. She closed her legs and they slid off easily, a clear string clinging to the center as I removed them. I touched Liv's shoulder and she looked at me, "Want to share a midnight snack with me?" She smiled and raked red hair from her face, "I'd love to." I spread Lizzie's legs and she covered her face bashfully with a squeal. I scooted between them, and Liv crawled over Lizzie next to me as I bent over and started to lick Lizzie's wet folds. She gasped and whimpered as I tongued and flicked at her wet cunt moaning and rolling her small frame. Her tart flavor covered my tongue and lips as the skinny teen cried and squirmed. I leaned away from Lizzie and gave Liv a kiss. Liv kissed me eagerly, trying to taste as much of Lizzie on my mouth as possible before she leaned over and started licking delicately. She held her thick hair out of her face lapping and kissing and sucking on her friend's lips and folds, sliding her tongue across the clit making Lizzie moan into her hand. I put my hand on Liv's ass, feeling it gently. She pushed into my hand taunting Lizzie with her tongue. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "It's so hot when you play with other girls." She giggled and dragged her tongue across the pink cunt that dripped onto the bed, "I'll lick them if you fuck them." I slapped her ass and she gasped and laughed. "I think she's ready for you." "I don't know who to start with." I said feeling her ass gently. Liv rolled her eyes and ran a finger across Lizzie's slick cunt, "Look at how wet this eighty-five pound nubile is, her body is begging for it." I reached between Liv's legs and touched her folds making her jolt and moan. I dug my finger into her and she bit her lip and pushed into my hand as I fingered her for several seconds before pulling my finger out and showing her how wet she was, "Look how wet my psycho fiancée is, her body is begging for it." "But this poor girl is cock starving, tell him Lizzie." She said before burying her finger in Lizzie's cunt making her cry and squirm. Liv smiled at her reaction and slid her finger free sucking it clean. Lizzie sat up panting and peeled the tight tank top off her leaving her in nothing but socks. She shifted onto her knees and crawled toward me, her a-cups shaking as she did. She got to me and started kissing me, running her fingers over my tip through my boxers smiling into the kiss as she felt precum soaking through. "I want to be the man stealer for once." She panted. "Steal me," I said back, she smiled and struggled to pull away my boxers. I helped, rolling back to pull them off my ankles. She didn't give me a chance to recover, pushing me on the bed and swinging a pale leg over straddling me. Her petite body was stretched out over me, and I ran a hand over her small breasts and puffy nipples making her bite her lip and whimper. She twisted at the waist positioning my cock beneath her, I felt my tip rubbing against her dripping folds before she flexed her hips lowering herself onto me. She was unbelievably tight, her cunt squeezing me with every inch that slid in. She moaned lowly and covered her mouth as she felt me stretching her insides. I put my hand on her ass and gripped it making her moan and laugh as she started to fuck. She stroked my cock with quick movements of her hips fighting to keep her moans quiet as she rode me. Her toes curled against my legs so I could feel her socks and her cute face was flushed pink as her eyes closed with pleasure. I could hear her cunt with each stroke and feel the seeping wet streaks it left behind as she rode. Her cute, girlish, body rolled on top of me, making her curly hair fall over her shoulders. She moaned into her hand, biting her finger to stay quiet. "Fuck it feels so good; " she moaned quietly, her head rolling back. I curled myself up and held her slender body so I could tickle her nipples with my tongue, feeling her cunt clench and hearing her gasp and pant. I took one in my mouth and sucked for several seconds making her cry and buck. "Fuck I think I'm gonna cum again; " She squealed before cupping her hand to her mouth and moaning hard. Her cunt squeezed me tightly and her body shook, her stomach flexing and legs shaking as climax over took her again. I watched her sweet face tighten with pleasure as she tried to keep control. As her orgasm faded, I felt hot fluid drip down my balls and legs. She leaned over until her nipples tickled my chest and gave me a deep kiss heavy with whimpers and moans and I held her sides as she tried to tie her tongue up with mine. She started to move again, rocking her body up and down, fucking me, moaning and holding herself up on the bed as she did. I put a hand on her ass as she slid herself on my cock, her cunt barely taking me in. As Lizzie started riding, I heard muffled moans and looked over at Liv who had shed her shirt and was burying messy, wet, fingers into herself on the verge of what could have been one of several orgasms. "I think Liv is going to cum on her own." I panted. She looked over at the ginger, whose hair was thrown across the comforter, her long, pale, body writhing in place as she fingered herself in a frenzy. Lizzie fucked slowly as we watched Liv slipping from control. "I guess you can play with her a little," Lizzie said breathlessly, "But you have to cum in me." "I'll do my best." I conceded. She laughed and patted my cheek leaning up to slide me out. My hips and thighs were a wet mess and a thick string of clear fluid pulled out with me. She was such a small girl I hadn't realized I'd gotten in that deep. She climbed off and I shifted over to Liv who looked up at me, red in the face. I pulled on Liv's arm so that she lifted herself off the bed and onto her hands and knees. She knows what I like. She was panting and protesting while doing what I wanted. Her thighs were wet with running fluid and her cunt was a slick mess that dripped onto the bed. Her slender body glinted in the light from the window and I pulled copper hair from her face to kiss her. She kissed back her body moving eagerly as we kissed. She put her messy hand on my face as we kissed before pulling away to argue. "No, you have to cum in her, cum in her." She whimpered. "I'm going to, but she said I could play with this crazy redhead for a bit." "You're a fucking slut," She panted, "two girls at once; " I put my finger in her mouth and she sucked it submissively, practically drunk with lust. I moved behind her and slapped her ass making her groan and flex her hips. I pushed into her and she moaned loudly hanging her head from her shoulders helplessly as I started to hammer her. She laughed through strained moans, "I can feel her on your cock;  Umm fuck you smell like her too; " I pounded her watching her body react to each stroke and hearing her cry and moan. I reached up and grabbed her hair in my fist and yanked back. She groaned loudly, using my grip to hold her head up as I pounded her from behind. She didn't control her voice like Lizzie had and moaned openly into the room. She wiped drool from her mouth as her lips hung open moaning continuously in a breeding stupor. I slapped her ass with a pop, and she strained against my grip on her hair and moaned in satisfaction. She must have been close when we interrupted her because she dropped to her elbows and screamed into the mattress as an orgasm exploded across her body. She moaned into the comforter as loud as she could, her body now glitzed with sweat shuddering and spasming around my cock for several moments until she slowly slid away, my cock pulling out as she panted on the bed, her face resting a spot of heavy drool. She jerked and panted for breath in place. I felt her ass in my hand, and she made a weak sound of satisfaction, wet hair sticking to her face. Lizzie drew my attention back to her pulling me into a kiss, and the kiss pulling me down between her legs. She whimpered into the kiss and wrapped her legs around me. I felt along her folds with my tip, making her whimper and flinch until I reached the opening and plunged in. She moaned loudly into our kiss and threw her head back biting her lip to try and stay quiet. "Fuck you're so deep like this; " She cried. I was getting close, but held on to watch her innocent face squeezing her eyes shut as she relished the feeling of being fucked, her doll like body lit up with the feeling of being bred by someone else's man. I wanted to make her cum again but she sensed I was close and locked her ankles behind me and held my neck, "Give me her cum;  make me a slutty, cumfilled, schoolgirl; " I kept fucking, taking in the sound of her cries and watching her cute body until the pressure burst and I groaned shuddering on top of her. My cock burst with hot jets of cum, dumping thick, long, ropes into her until I could feel it collecting around my shaft. She whimpered and sighed satisfaction, moving her hips to encourage more cum and kissing my neck. She unlocked her ankles and I pulled away, my softening shaft tugged out of her, thick cum pulling out with it and draining down her ass onto the bed. She laughed into her hand and reached down dragging a finger through the steady flow and looked at it. "Holy shit there's so much." She laughed, "Umm I can feel it in me; " Liv crawled to Lizzie, a sizable wet spot left where she'd been and kissed Lizzie softly, holding her face. Lizzie kissed her back happily, gasping into the kiss. Liv whimpered to her after several moments, "You're such a homewrecking bitch, I think he loves your tight body." "I could barely fit him, I bet I could cum over and over." "I could too; " Liv said almost in a whisper. I heard Lizzie giggle just before I fell asleep. It wasn't on purpose, I meant it when I said I was tired. I don't know how late Liv and Lizzie were up after me, but they mercifully didn't wake me up for more or when they woke up the following morning letting me sleep till almost eleven. I rolled out of bed slowly and took a shower before dressing in shirt and sweatpants and going downstairs. Liv would prefer I smell like the night before but I wanted to be clean when I sipped coffee. Downstairs, Liv was wearing athletic shorts and an AC/DC shirt, already sipping coffee of her own. She bounced out of the chair and hurried to me when I walked in. She gave me a tight hug and a bright smile. "Good morning," She chirped. "Good morning," I said back groggily, holding her with my hand in her hair. "Sorry I called you names last night, I was a little frantic." She said, her cheeks turning pink. "I did your eighteen-year-old neighbor while you watched, I think slut is perfectly appropriate." She laughed, "Umm so is doing my neighbor." She looked up at me, "Was it fun?" "Was your petite freshman neighbor fun? Absolutely." Liv smiled and brushed her nose against mine, "She asked if she could move in with us at College Station. She's going to A&M you know, then you could do her whenever you wanted." "You're not serious." I said sternly. She laughed, "Of course not, I just wanted to see how you'd react." Her hand surprised me touching my stiffening tip, "Umm, I've got you well trained." I put a finger on her nose, "Coffee first." She shrugged a shoulder, "Fine I guess." She turned to get a mug and handed it to me. I filled the cup and took a slow sip, "Do you have any wild activities planned for today?" She smiled and moved red hair from her face, "Ha, I didn't plan any of the wild activities yesterday." "You didn't bring Lizzie in last night?" I asked before taking another sip. "Actually no," Liv blushed, "She came in as I got in bed and told me Maggie ruined her fun and asked if she could surprise you in the morning. I didn't want to wait." Amy came wandering into the room, black hair frizzed and everywhere. It was apparent she didn't handle mornings well. She was wearing a tight black shirt and nothing but white underwear underneath. She wordlessly came in, grabbed a mug and poured coffee as we watched. "Where are Maggie and Lizzie?" She asked in a raspy voice. "Gone to do bride's made stuff." Liv said. Amy silently sipped coffee as she caught me looking her legs over. When our eyes met she arched an eyebrow. "I've got something fun we can do." "What's that?" Liv asked curiously. Amy wagged a finger at her and Liv hurried over. Amy leaned into Liv's ear and whispered causing Liv to giggle. "That sounds fun!" "What does? What's the plan?" I asked trying not to sound eager. "Wait here," Liv said excitedly, and they both hurried out of the kitchen. "I kinda hoped the plan would involve breakfast." I said to the empty kitchen, imagining a sitcom laugh track in my head. Maybe Liv's right, I am weird. I drank two full mugs of coffee before I heard them practically falling back down the stairs. They came hurrying into the kitchen and I knew right away it was going to be awhile before breakfast. Liv was wearing a white blouse and a pleated, red plaid skirt that looked short enough to have been from early high school. Amy had put on what had to be Liv's old, blue, cheerleading outfit because neither her chest, nor ass fit in it at all. She had squeezed her c's into the top so that the waist of the top started to ride up exposing a sliver of olive skin from her hips. The skirt too wasn't quite long enough to cover the entirety of her ass, leaving the bottoms of cheeks poking out from under, just above her fit legs that followed. Both girls had brushed out their hair so that it waved and draped neatly across their shoulders and back. "What's all this about?" I asked, prompting them both to giggle immediately. Liv leaned into Amy's ear and whispered, turning pink in the face and Amy grinned and nodded. Liv bent one knee over the other sheepishly and Amy took the lead on explaining, "Well," she said emphatically, "We just thought that, since we're all done with our homework, and Liv's parents won't be home for a little bit, I could give her some pointers on making out." I looked from one girl to the other, "Making out?" I repeated. Amy rolled her eyes, "Yeah, you know like, really sensual kissing?" She looked at Liv, "He knows what it is right?" "Yeah, we do it all the time." Liv replied looking at me like I'd embarrassed her. "And you needed a cheerleader outfit for that?" I asked Amy trying to keep my eyes away from the stretched "CRUSADERS" on the chest of the outfit and her long legs under the skirt. "Well yeah, I have practice later." She scoffed. Amy grabbed Liv's hand and pulled her through the kitchen. "Come on, we don't have all day for me to teach you to be sexy." As they passed me Liv jerked her head for me to follow and we all ended up in the living room. I was haphazardly dropped onto the couch and Liv sat a whole cushion away as Amy seemed to be surveying both of us. "Now the whole goal of making out is that the guy wants more of you. You're using the kiss and embrace to drive his desire for your body and as much of it as he can get." She looked at me and began climbing into my lap. "Wait, wait." Liv protested. Amy looked over at her, her chest in my face as she stood on her knees straddling me. "What?" She asked. "Wait so;  you're going to make out with my boyfriend?" Liv asked sounding nervous. "Well, yeah, I have to show you how to do it don't I?" Amy laughed before lowering herself into my lap. She made sure when she settled there was no skirt between her and I. I could feel the heat from her panties on my quickly stiffening shaft. Her eyes brightened when she felt me beneath her and she smiled deviously before looking over at Liv who was watching raptly, "Now watch how what I do, draws him in. When we make out, he's going to want to more contact with my body the longer we kiss." She leaned in and embraced my lips with hers, letting her tongue playfully flit against mine. She held my neck and kissed me sweetly making soft noises as we kissed. As I got harder, I felt her push down against me to feel how hard I was against her. I put my hands on her sides and slid them down over her smooth legs, she panted with enjoyment and flexed her hips, dragging herself across me through my pants bringing me to full, aching erection. "Can I try?" I heard Liv ask, Amy laughed quietly and leaned up looking over at her as she dragged her thick black hair to one side. "But you still have so much to learn like, how to tell him you approve of him touching you, and, how to tell he's ready for more than kissing." She said breathily. Amy leaned back into our kiss. I slid my hand up her legs and dug my fingers into her ass through her skirt and she whimpered and moved her hips, now openly grinding on me. She panted into the kiss and pulled away to gasp for breath before kissing my neck. She leaned away and laughed devilishly, pulling up the hem of her skirt so my fingers made contact with her soft panties making her gasp. She looked over at Liv with heavy, crescent eyes. "He's so hard it's making me wet," She panted, reaching down, and palming my cock through my pants. "Maybe I could practice now; " Liv said sheepishly. "I dunno, sweetie," She said dragging her folds across my tip through our clothes, "I got him all ready to go that doesn't seem fair." She leaned in and kissed me hard dragging her tongue up and down mine, grinding her panties into my shaft. I could feel the heat from her, and her panties were beginning to soak into my pants making slick sounds. She was whimpering and moaning into the kiss, clearly getting herself off grinding on me. She panted heavily and leaned out of the kiss reaching her hand past the waist of my pants and grabbing my bare shaft. Her soft fingers stroked me, noticeably smearing precum from under my tip as she did. We heard Liv gasp quietly and Amy looked over at her giggling, still stroking me. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I got a little carried away. I just, I'm so fucking horny now; " "Maybe, you should let me go now; " She said quietly. Amy laughed, "that wouldn't be very nice to him, he's all;  hard and slick for me. I couldn't leave your man with balls this heavy;  they need to be;  emptied." She pulled her hand out of my pants and licked her fingers before trying to pull my pants down. I looked over at Liv who looked shocked and uncomfortable. "Amy I'm not really comfortable with this anymore; " Amy giggled working my pants down my legs and kneeling between them, "Oh come on, Liv, don't be a prude. Let me teach you how to suck cock like a cheerleader." She smiled at me and ran her tongue over my shaft. "You really want him to;  enjoy it don't you." She said before plunging me into her soft mouth and lashing me with her tongue. She sealed her lips around my cock and started bobbing, tugging on me gently with her mouth as she stroked. I panted heavily, digging my fingers into Amy's black hair as her face pumped my cock. She looked up at me with brown eyes that glittered with the thrill of humiliating her friend. Amy lowered her face until her nose touched my stomach and she made quiet choking and gagging noises for several seconds before coming up and heaving for air. She laughed through the desperate breaths letting my cock rest playfully across her face before sliding it down to her lips with her tongue hanging out until she wrapped her mouth around me again, looking at Liv all the while as she did. I reached down and cupped one of her breasts through the thick uniform and she cried in her throat, her hips bucking at the feeling. I groped her steadily causing her to squirm and moan into my cock as she bobbed and tugged, lavishing the velvety shaft with her tongue. She slid her lips up slowly and let precum trail off her tongue and snap against her chin, looking back over at Liv and laughed grabbing the hem of her cheerleader top and tugging it off with some effort. She pulled her hair through and tossed it onto the ground next to her, her breasts shaking in her bra as she grabbed my cock with her mouth and resumed sucking. Amy pushed her face down as far as she could fit, her body clenching as she tried not to gag as she forced my cock down her throat before whipping back up to fight for breath and licking my shaft, stroking it with a loose grip of her fingers. I reached down and grabbed a handful of her breast through the bra and she moaned, rocking her hips as I felt her. "Liv sweetie, could you undo my bra for me, he wants to play with my tits." She laughed and licked my shaft. "Amy, maybe I could try out some of; " She started to say. I had hoped the girls would take turns, but I knew that wasn't what Liv wanted, that wasn't what would get her off. "Babe don't be a prude;  you'll ruin the fun of what she's showing you." I said tapping her leg. She looked at me and then at Amy and leaned over, struggling to get her fingers around the clasp of the pink bra. Amy hadn't stopped sucking, her head and torso bobbing as she stroked my shaft with her mouth making it frustrating for Liv to hold it steady. Finally it came loose and Amy discarded it quickly, her full, tan-lined breasts and brown nipples hanging freely from her chest. Amy popped her lips off my cock and climbed back onto the couch, straddling me. I grabbed her ass in both hands and took one of her nipples in my mouth sucking and tonguing. She moaned and squirmed as I moved from one breast to the other causing her fits as I mouthed her chest. She was dragging her soaked panties across the tip of my cock letting it catch against the opening, I was rocking my hips hopelessly trying to push into her through her panties. Amy looked at Liv, whose face was stony and emotionless with just a touch of pink on her cheeks and ears. Amy panted for breath and giggled, "I think he wants to fuck me; " She whimpered, "Fuck I can feel him trying; " She kissed me, whimpering as she teased me through her panties. My hand held one of her breasts squeezing and groping it, the other digging my fingers into her ass in a tight grip. She was moaning and moving her hips, holding my face as we kissed. She broke the kiss and cried, "Do you want to fuck a stupid, slutty, cheerleader in front of your girlfriend?" I leaned in and kissed her neck making her whimper and laugh. My fingers reached between her legs, feeling the slick fabric as I tugged the panties out of the way. As soon as my hand came away she pushed her cunt against me until my cock shoved into her making her moan loudly with her head thrown back. "Holy shit!" She groaned, flexing her hips down to push me in as deep as I could reach before rocking quickly. Her flat stomach flexed making her breasts bounce as she fucked me, holding my neck as she aggressively rode my cock. "Fuck your bare cock feels so good!" She yelled in my face, hanging her head. I slapped her ass making her yelp and dig her nails into my neck. I leaned up and kissed her neck, digging my teeth into it making her groan as she stroked my cock with her insides. "Fuck him;  I don't care." We heard Liv hiss beside us. Amy laughed and leaned away from me standing up and hooking her thumbs into her panties. "Then move so I can feel him wreck me." She said dropping her panties to her ankles and starting on her skirt. I reached up and put my hand on hers, "Leave the skirt on so she has to watch me take a cheerleader." Amy smiled broadly and stepped out of her panties and crawled onto the couch on her hands and knees. I kicked away my pants and climbed behind her, admiring the way her olive ass looked under the pleated blue skirt. She reached back and pulled her cheeks apart exposing the pink, wet, inside of her cunt. I lined my cock up and plunged it back in making her moan in Liv's face. I started hammering her tight, tan, body from behind, watching her whole body react to the driving pace. She moaned and spread her legs to feel me in her as I pounded her tight cunt looking my girlfriend in the eyes as I fucked her roommate for the second time. I grabbed her hair and yanked back making her groan, pulling against my grip. My other hand slapped her ass with a wicked pop making her cry in pain. Amy's tight, round, ass smacked against my stomach as her fit body tried to fuck me back as my cock stroked her slick, tight, insides feeling her grip me as I plunged in until my hips met hers. I spanked her again, smashing my stiff palm against her cheek with a loud smack, then again harder. She grit her teeth and yelled, arching her back downward in response. "Fucking shit!" She yelled into Liv's face as she dropped to her elbows gripping the couch. "Pull my hair harder," She hissed through her teeth. I did, yanking back making her groan as I kept her dark locks in my fist. "Hit me again; " I spanked her and she moaned, "Harder!" She barked. I hit her with a full swing from the shoulder and she howled in pain, digging her nails into the cushion. "Fuck I'm gonna cum; " She screamed. She gave a strangled gasp and then moaned hoarsely, shaking. Her tan body quivered, and her cunt clamped on my cock as she seized and groaned through the orgasm. I watched her ribs and legs quake for several moments until the climax faded and she raked black hair from her face and laughed as I slid out of her, letting my shaft slide against her cunt and ass. "Umm, your boyfriend is really good. It's a shame he's tied up with such a square because I could fuck him all day." I spanked her and she moaned and rolled her back, pushing her ass into my hand with a laugh, "You want some more cheerleader or are you ready to move onto your boring loser again?" I reached between her legs and rubbed her folds gently making her whimper and her hips rock. Her cunt was messy and made wet sounds as I stroked her playing in the glaze that coated it. She bit her lip and squirmed, moaning as I teased her with my fingers, her sweet face flushed. "I'm not done with you yet, roll over." She gave a muffled laugh and turned over onto her back, spreading her long, tan, legs so the skirt pulled up around her waist. Her head was resting on Liv's leg as she laughed, holding her knees up and open as I moved between them. She wrapped her legs around me and kissed my neck as I rubbed her folds with my tip until I was able to shove into her. She bit down hard as my cock forced apart her walls and she moaned. She arched her head back as I punched through her, squeezing me with her thighs as I started fucking. "Oh, fuck its so good;  fuck I love bare cock;  Umm fuck!" She moaned holding my neck as I pumped steadily. She clung to me as I drilled the fit, slender, body, her breasts shaking, her flat stomach clenching with the feeling of her cunt being stretched. Her dark eyes closed tightly as she held on riding my cock. Amy grabbed her own breast and squeezed it, her pouty lips hanging open to moan as her body made loud, wet, smacking sounds. She had locked her ankles behind me as her body clenched so I could jam my cock into her quickly. She moaned loudly, holding her eyes shut as I hammered her tight cunt. She grabbed my wrist and put my hand on her neck biting her lip, "Fucking choke me; " I squeezed her throat and she cried through my grip, "Harder; " I did, pressing down on her windpipe. Her moans became throttled and broken as I pounded, strangling the college girl beneath me. Her eyes opened to show just the whites as the lack of air brought the intensity of sensations to a peak. She started to gurgle and groan squirming and shaking forcefully as another orgasm ripped across her. I fucked her messy cunt through the climax, she couldn't moan through my grip on her throat but made plenty of noise. When I felt her tight body start to slack as the orgasm faded I let go of her throat and grabbed her hair yanking her head forward. I pulled out of her and climbed up the couch as my cock erupted. I stroked myself milking thick, powerful bursts of cum onto her face. Jet after jet of cum slapped across her nose, mouth, neck, and chin, dripping from her head into her eyes and down her neck to her chest. She laid still for several moments panting as cum dripped down her face and neck, into her hair and mouth. She started laughing and wiping thick cum from her eyes. I moved letting her sit up and she looked over at Liv who was still stone faced and silent. "Umm I may have gotten carried away; " She laughed again and sucked cum from her finger. "I should probably go now huh? All covered in; " She stretched and rolled her young body, "Handprints and cum." She collected the top and her panties and hurried off, her ass with a bright red spot shaking as she did. She hurried down the hall and went into the hall bathroom shutting the door. Once she was gone I looked over at Liv who had scarce moved or spoken the entire time. "Please tell me that's what you were hoping for." She looked down for a moment and looked up, "Come up to our room ok?" She stood up without elaborating and left. I heaved a sight, wondering if her fetish had finally ended our run because I got to into it and followed her upstairs. I tried not to look at her slender legs sticking out of the skirt or the way it swished with her hips as we climbed the stairs. I tried not to think about what her fiery red hair looked like on her pale body. But ultimately, I thought about all of it, and the last few feet to the door my half stiff member wagged in front of me, as unconfident as I was. Liv engages in a little burglary, and he ruins a nice girl. She went into the guest room, and I followed, and she closed the door behind us and turned around to face me, getting close to me, looking up. "I think we should call what just happened a learning opportunity." She said. "Ok, what should I learn?" She looked down and put her arms around me pressing her face into my shoulder, "No matter what, if a beautiful woman wants you, take her. Do everything she wants, everything you want to her without asking or thinking about me. Even if she pulls you straight from my arms." She looked up from my shoulder, "Then come back to me so I can be drunk off the smell of her on you and reward you for your conquest." She reached down and grabbed my stiffening shaft. It was still slick from the mess Amy had left and made sticky sounds as she stroked me, "You're so hard, after emptying all that cum on her" "You look really cute in that outfit." I said as she played with my cock. She cracked a smile and looked at me, "You want to fuck a schoolgirl you pervert." She sank to her knees and gathered her thick, red, hair over her shoulder and leaned forward dragging her tongue over my shaft. "I love when you do that." I said watching her let the taste of Amy linger. "Shushh, my mom will hear us." She said before wrapping her lips around me and sucking. She shifted her posture to widen her legs and arch her back as she lavished me with her tongue rubbing it across my tip and tugging with her lips. She spent several minutes breathlessly cleaning me before sliding me from her mouth and lapping at my balls to taste everything Amy had left behind. "Sister Florence would flip if she could see me now." She giggled dragging her tongue along the underside of my shaft, giving me her most innocent expression to match the skirt and blouse. I put my hands on the back of her head and she giggled pushing my shaft against her tongue and licking. "If we'd gone to school together, I'd have fucked you in a classroom and still cum if we got caught." She looked me in the eyes for a second and stood up hurriedly. "What?" I asked, suddenly panicked I'd said something wrong. "Get dressed, I have an idea." She said pulling me to my bag. "I am rock hard I can't just put something on, what are you talking about?" She went over to her bag and pulled out white panties and stepped into them, it was like a good dream in reverse watching her put them on. "Wait, we were just role playing, and you were into it, now you're getting dressed what's happening?" "Put on a button up and khakis and meet me in my car." "Ok but why?" I strained. She had one sandal on and another in her hand, "So you can fuck me at school." I stared at her, "What? That's crazy." "I know, it'll be a blast. And it's practically abandoned on the weekends anyway." She slid her sandal onto her foot and looked around, "Oooh, I should bring a towel or something, you'll probably make a huge mess;  you know somewhere." She dug around in her bag. "Liv if we get caught it's probably jail time, I mean, breaking and entering, public indecency, trespassing. Plus, it's a school that probably makes it all worse." She came over to me holding a towel and wearing a big smile, "There won't be anyone there. It's a tiny Catholic school, no one gets paid enough to be there a minute longer than they have to. It's not my first time sneaking in either." "You've snuck into your school before?" "Of course, I didn't end up a wild, cuckolded, sex addict by being well behaved." She said flipping hair out of her face. "I forgot my books and assignments a lot, so I had to know how to get them from my locker when the school was closed." She gave me a teasing smile, "Relax, the only boyfriend I had in high school was way too chicken to do anything I was into." She waved her hand at me in a shewing motion, "Come on, pants, shirt, and we've off to commit a series of petty misdemeanors for carnal thrill." "Indecent exposure is a gross misdemeanor." I said picking boxers up out of my suitcase. "Pants mister!" She chided laughing. She watched me start to dress and hurried to the door, "I'll meet you in the car." She said closing the door behind her. "The things I do for love," I said in my best Courage the Cowardly Dog impression. I put on a polo and hoped it was 'private school' enough, added a belt to my khakis, then Chucks, and hurried down the stairs. Liv was indeed, waiting in her Ford Escape with the engine running when I came out and climbed in. She didn't even wait for me to put my seatbelt on before backing out of the driveway and heading down the street. It was at this point that I realized how absolutely spoiled my fiancée was. The school was a grand total of four blocks from her childhood home. We could have walked to it. When asked, she told me she used to walk to school every day. We parked on the street, to not attract attention according to her, and she led me around the back of the old, stone walled, building into a garden courtyard. We walked under a pavilion along old concrete walkways to an aluminum framed window that could have been from the 70's. It was large enough that it reached from my chest to my ankles and was wider than I was at the shoulder. Liv strained for several seconds against it and eventually it pulled free and slid open. She giggled and climbed in and I followed, just hoping the sex was good enough to justify a three years on probation. There was no air conditioning and the room we'd climbed into was stuffy and smelled like dust. A library it turned out. She led me to the middle of the room, it was a small school, and the library was appropriately comprised of two rooms that had been merged by removing a wall. In the middle were tables and chairs arrayed for students to read or study. She led me to the table and sat on it pulling me close. "So do you want to role play bad students in a quiet library or go find a classroom and play perverted teacher?" "Let's do the bad students in a classroom." I said. She smirked and grabbed my hand leading me down the hall. We tried a series of room doors and found one that was open and let ourselves in. She hurried to the front of the room and twirled sending her skirt wafting around her and motioned for me to come in. I followed her into the room, and she wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a hungry kiss, pulling me down to her as her tongue attacked mine. She rolled her skinny body excitedly and reached down to rub the lap of my pants. I pulled out of the kiss and hoped she'd play along. "Whoa, we can't do that here, let's just go to the car." She shook her head and smiled up at me, "Nuh uh, Sister Bethel gave me detention tomorrow for my skirt being too short. She said it made me look like a temptress." She found my shaft through my khakis and squeezed, "We don't want Sister Bethel to be a liar, do we?" She started pulling at my belt and I held her wrist uncomfortably, but she smiled and kept going, pulling the belt open and starting on my pants. She slid the zipper down and leaned in kissing me, feeling my cock through my boxers with her fingers until it was solid and standing up in my underwear. "Come on, don't you find my little skirt;  tempting?" She asked wiggling her hips. "Well of course I do but; " She smiled bigger, "Then be; tempted; " she said quietly reaching into my boxers and grabbing my cock. She stroked it gently watching my face as I reached around and put my hands on her ass. She made a small sigh, "If anyone knew how wet I am they'd throw me in a dungeon." "If they saw me touching you they'd lock me up too." I said gripping one cheek through the fabric of her skirt. She laughed, "That's not even the most scandalous part," She pulled her hand out of my boxers and started unbuttoning the blouse starting with the top button. She undid one at a time, slowly revealing bare, pale, chest and perky cleavage of her b-cups, totally exposed beneath. She left the shirt on, draped open and reached into my boxers to feel my reaction. "Umm you are so not the good boy you pretend to be. I can feel you throbbing." She put both thumbs into my boxers and tugged them down until they fell to my ankles, I fought her to keep them up but wasn't successful. She lowered herself to her knees and giggled, holding my bare cock in her hand. "What are you doing? Are you crazy?" I hissed looking nervously over my shoulder at the open door. She giggled again and ran her tongue over my tip, "Being bad is way more exciting than I thought. Anyone could come in and see me trying to swallow you right here in a classroom." "At least let me close the door." I whispered trying to move, but she wrapped her soft lips around my shaft and started sucking. I reflexively grabbed her head as she bobbed, tugging on my shaft and lapping at the underside of my tip. I was losing control of my breath as she fucked me with her mouth. It wasn't very long before I could feel her moaning as she sucked and saw her grabbing her breast and tugging it with one hand, holding my leg with the other. She forced her head down until I heard her gag. She heaved, choking as she forced my cock to the back of her mouth and held it for several seconds before pulling away and gasping for several moments before laughing. She dragged her tongue over my shaft sloppily and chuckled, "I live to satisfy your cock," She put my tip in her mouth and sucked and tongued it looking up at me. "Come on, lets let the nuns find you turning my body into a sex toy." She laughed again and reached her head between my legs pushing her tongue against my balls and lapping at them, my shaft on her forehead. When I get Liv alone, particularly after a sprint of hook ups with whatever rambunctious friends she can drag me into bed with, she becomes almost a drunk, sex obsessed animal. It's always thrilling for me, but having broken into her old school after hours, her total loss of restraint and self-awareness could cause us a lot of big problems. She pulled from between my legs and grabbed my shirt, yanking on it to pull herself to her feet. Standing, she turned around and rubbed her ass on my drool-coated cock so that I could feel her panties beneath her skirt. She panted and laughed, reaching back to hold my neck. "Come on, corrupt your little schoolgirl by feeding her body cock." "Can you keep quiet?" She giggled and dragged her ass across me, "No promises. Everyone's going to know what a depraved tart I am soon anyway." She wasn't even going to try to stay quiet, and she was so hot in that skirt I still went with it, "Ok, but I gotta get my shoes off first." She laughed and turned around, "Let me do it, you can look at my ass while I undress you." She got on her hands and knees and flipped her skirt up so her tight, heart-shaped ass was visible underneath. The white of her panties was glossy, her cunt had been freely draining into them the entire time. She pulled back the dropped khakis and grabbed my shoelace with her teeth and tugged like a puppy until the knot came free, then did the other one. She looked up holding my shoe down, "Take them off." My foot pulled free easily from one then the other, and I stepped out of my pants, and she looked up at me panting with her tongue out playfully. "Now will you fuck me?" I reached down to help her up and she gently bit my finger before taking my hand and standing. I reached into her open shirt and felt her breast causing her to moan and clench as I squeezed the sleek, sweat-glittered flesh, thumbing her nipple. I led her back a few steps and turned her around, so her hands leaned on the teacher's desk, her skirt and ass facing me. I reached under the skirt and pulled her panties down. The fell to her ankles and she stepped one leg out and spread, wagging her hips and arching her back. She looked back at me and bit her lip. I put my hand between her legs and ran my fingers over her folds. She shuddered and fluid dripped off my fingers when they dragged across the soft, bare, lips. I rubbed her gently using just the tips of my fingers and she dug her nails into the table and moaned. I pulled her face around with my other hand and kissed her. She attacked my lips and tongue rocking her hip against my hand and groaning into the kiss. She pulled away and moaned, "Fuck me, come on, fuck me, fuck your little temptress; " I leaned back and put my hand on her ass. She bent over compliantly, putting her face on the desk and flaring her back as I slid my tip against her until it caught her opening and I pushed in. My cock slid into her slowly as her body tightened around me. She moaned loudly, her voice bouncing off the walls. She braced against the desk as I started fucking. Her red hair was a tangled, wild, mess, thrown across her shoulders, hanging in her face, her roots dark with sweat. She open shirt hid her slender torso except for her shoulder blades that rose and fell as her body tried to cope with the assaulting intensity of her cunt trying to consume my cock. I leaned down next to her face and whispered, "Innocent school girls fucking love cock." She moaned and hung her head as my stomach slapped against her, her cunt dripping down my shaft and off my balls onto the floor. She was clenching so tight she couldn't talk through the moans that were being ripped from her throat for several moments, "School makes us so tight; we need to be fucked constantly to concentrate." I flipped her skirt up and slapped her ass with a pop, she groaned with appreciation. She raised up, propped up on her hands and I took the chance to reach around and grab her breast. I felt her cunt squeeze as I did. She turned around and moaned to me, "Spank me again and tell me I'm a bad girl." I popped her again and she cried, rolling her back, "You're a bad fucking girl." "Fuck I'm gonna cum!" She yelled. I grabbed her hair and pulled keeping each jab of my hips steady until she shrieked and spasmed. Her knees buckled and she braced herself on the table as a hot rush of liquid fell from her down my legs and balls onto the floor. She shook and moaned through the orgasm that I didn't allow to end for several long moments. It finally passed and I pulled from her gripping cunt. I turned her around and she grabbed my slick cock and started kissing me climbing back onto the table and pulling me in. I knew what she wanted and laid her back on the table. She pulled her shirt open so her little breasts were exposed to the hot air. Her flat, pale body was exposed except the red skirt that was bunched up around her waist just under her belly button, everything glittering with sweat that formed beads across her forehead and cleavage. She had her legs spread and her red, dripping, cunt was exposed for me. I leaned in, shoving my cock into her making her arch her back and moan. She wrapped her legs around me, holding my neck as I fucked the limber redhead. Her breasts shook with each collision, her ass and thighs were wet and smacked loudly as I pummeled her. Red hair scattered across the desk, over her face and chest, darkening with more sweat. Her face was twisted in the agony of sexual pleasure, her lip trembling as I fucked. She didn't care about her hair, she didn't care about the sweat, her whole mind was empty except for the feeling of pounding cock. She was groaning and crying with eyes closed, I stuck my wet finger in her mouth and she took it, sucking and cleaning herself off it grabbing her own breast. I grabbed her hand and pinned it to the desk above her, leaning over and taking a nipple in my mouth and sucking it. She cried loudly her body spasming at the feeling. She moaned a vicious laugh, "You love spoiling innocent girls and making them want to do nothing but ride your cock." I moved my mouth to her other breast, my lips and tongue tasting the salt from sweat on it. Unbothered I dragged my tongue over her nipple and flesh tugging it making her moan and thrash in place. She clawed at my neck as I bit her gently before pushing her back to the table, holding her shoulder and driving into her. The flat, pale, girl's body wrought in place, her stomach flexing sending streaks of light across the sweat that was beading on it and soaking into dark patches on her blouse. Her breasts shook with the force of each thrust and her cute face was hanging open under a tangle of red hair. I ran my hand up her stomach to her chest and put it around her breast, she reached up and held my hand over it biting her lip. "The schoolgirls here make the best play things; " She came suddenly, seizing on the table and screaming. She covered her mouth, but her initial shriek echoed off the walls as orgasm tore through her. Her cunt clamped around my cock squeezing out a short stream of fluid onto the table as she writhed and bucked. I slowed down watching her body rend with the orgasm, her face flushed bright red as she heaved and gasped for air. The grip of her legs around me had tightened and now became lax. I leaned over and kissed her. She kissed back distantly, ignoring the threads of hair that caught our tongues and lips. My slick, wet, cock pulled free and slid against her cunt making her cry and moan into the kiss. She leaned away from the kiss, "I hope you cum in all those stupid slutty schoolgirls." "Once they're getting fucked, I can do whatever I want, they all just want hard cock." I said, wiping spit from her chin. She bit her lip and then sat up raking wet hair from her face and pushed me back, "I want to fuck you in the teacher's chair, its big enough for both of us." She stood up and I saw for the first time the size of the mess she'd left on the desk, the wet spot was bigger than my hand and there were smears where her ass had been driven into it too. Liv pulled me to the chair and pushed me into it. I had to stop it with my feet to keep it from rolling back. She climbed into my lap, sliding her knees along side me and lowering herself down until she felt my cock under her. She reached between her legs and put me at the opening and sank, pushing my cock back into her. I could feel how slick her ass was and everything that had leaked down her legs was slippery against me. But as soon as I felt her tight, warm, cunt gripping me I couldn't think about anything else. I could feel myself stretching her, reaching into her, soft and wet, it made me groan. She moaned and grabbed my neck starting to rock her hips. Her body worked, stroking my cock, her little breasts shaking as her stomach flexed fucking. I dug my fingers into her ass gripping it tightly and she leaned over biting and kissing my neck. Her moans were low in her throat and her cunt was fried from two climaxes, each stroke of her hips making her shake with intensity of the sensation. Her nail clawed at my neck and her voice was strained and horse as she abused herself on my cock with loud wet smacks. "Fuck I can't stop;  cum in me like one of your sluts; " She bit my shoulder hard making me grunt in pain before she grabbed my hair and yelled. "Fuck I'm gonna cum again!" She shrieked and seized, thrashing her hips and her shoulder shaking as another climax ripped across her. Before it was over, her body still shuddering weakly, I felt myself about to break. I stammered in her ear breathlessly, "I'm cumming; " She pushed her hips down and clung to me, the force of my cock in her making her groan against her sensitivity. The pulsing of her cunt walls triggered my cock to erupt, blasting hot cum into her in successive thick bursts until it seeped out past my shaft. She hung on my neck, heaving for breath, occasional shudders rattling her. She leaned up and kissed and nibbled my ear for several moments, "Fuck that was so good;  We should fuck here every time we're in town." She said breathily. I brushed thick, wet, hair from her face and she smiled, "Did you enjoy your dip into schoolgirls?" "Umm, cunt feels different under one of these skirts." She laughed and patted my cheek, "Perv." She sat up and my cock fell out, a thick stream of cum falling out behind it. "Shit!" She hissed running her finger through the developing mess, "I forgot the towel in my car, grab my underwear!" She moved to the side of the chair so I could climb out and snatched the panties from the ground. She took them and slid them on, obviously trying to keep the cum from draining to quickly, but there was a white puddle on the chair that we were too late to prevent. She ignored it buttoning her shirt back up, while hurrying me, "C'mon get dressed, we'll go out the library window." I slid my pants and boxers on and put my shoes on hurriedly tying them. We hurried out of the room. There was no one there that I had heard or seen but Liv seemed thrilled by the escape almost as much as she had been by the actual deed. We hurried through the window, which she closed and out to the street. The open air felt amazing on my sweaty face as she power walked back to the car. Once inside she laughed, holding the steering wheel. "Holy shit, walking did not help, there's so much cum in my underwear right now. She started the car and pulled away. I didn't envy whoever showed up to that room and found my mess on their chair. To be continued in part 6, By Dragon Lair Reads for Literotica.

 Liv treats herself to her neighbor, and costumes.In 8 parts, By Dragon Lair Reads. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.I didn't think anything could slow down the freight train momentum of depravity that started with body shots and ended in a hot tub, but I was surprised. The whole evening went down in a very slow, tame way after everyone got into the water. Maggie had even restored her bathing suit and soaked with the rest of us. We even all got dressed and went to dinner. I got weird looks from the staff.I went to the guest bedroom when we got back and got ready for bed, the flight in had been crazy early and I was ready to crash out. Liv gave me permission to bail, and I climbed into bed and knocked out shortly after.I came too after what didn't feel like long enough. The room was dark, and I could hear whispering. The voice was Liv's and she was whispering to me to wake up, shaking my shoulder. I rolled over and looked at her, only illuminated by the flood lights through the window. She was wearing one of my t-shirts that draped across her like a dress. The neck had pulled to one side, her shoulder nearly poking out."Wake up, we want to play now." She whispered. I looked into her eyes through strands of red hair."We?" I said sleepily.She pulled the comforter back to reveal that Lizzie was laying between us in nothing but a tank top and panties. The fabric was pulled tight across her torso and her a-cups were almost visible beneath."Come on," Liv whispered, "Play with our toy sized guest."Liv put her hand on Lizzie's small breast and felt it, making her face tighten against the feeling. Liv closed her fingers around the nipple poking through the top and squeezed it making her jolt and gasp."This couldn't wait until morning?" I asked looking over Lizzie's body, then back at Liv who bit her lip."We couldn't sleep." Liv giggled, "We hoped you could;  wear us out.""We'll let you do anything you want." Lizzie said in a quiet voice. She rolled on her side and reached under the blanket to feel my stiffening shaft, "Or;  anyone."She put her lips to mine and kissed me softly stroking with her hand. She made sounds as we kissed and rolled onto her back pulling me down with her. She slid her hand into my boxers wrapping her fingers around my shaft and stroking me with her soft grip.Liv leaned over and started kissing her neck, Liv's fingers reaching between Lizzie's legs and dragging a finger over the mound hidden below the fabric. Lizzie moaned into the kiss, spreading her legs and starting to squirm.I heard Liv giggle, "Look at how wet she is already."I pulled away from the kiss and looked. Liv's finger had soaked Lizzie's panties through and was glossy, coated with thick fluid that strung between her fingers when she pulled them apart. The spot on Lizzie's underwear was saturated, and see through from her leaking as well.Liv licked her fingers and rubbed Lizzie more making her whimper and moan, squirming in place. Her taught, flat body rolled as Liv's finger worked and Lizzie struggled to concentrate on what her hand was doing in my boxers."I think she's going to cum already," Liv said excitedly, looking at me. She rubbed Lizzie's clit and folds steadily with soft up and down movements, the wet patch on Lizzie's underwear growing until the girl moaned into her hand and bucked through an orgasm that surprised her.Her hand left my boxers and she pulled Liv into a kiss, who happily kissed her back. While they kissed, I put my fingers in Lizzie's panties and pulled. She closed her legs and they slid off easily, a clear string clinging to the center as I removed them.I touched Liv's shoulder and she looked at me, "Want to share a midnight snack with me?"She smiled and raked red hair from her face, "I'd love to."I spread Lizzie's legs and she covered her face bashfully with a squeal. I scooted between them, and Liv crawled over Lizzie next to me as I bent over and started to lick Lizzie's wet folds. She gasped and whimpered as I tongued and flicked at her wet cunt moaning and rolling her small frame. Her tart flavor covered my tongue and lips as the skinny teen cried and squirmed.I leaned away from Lizzie and gave Liv a kiss. Liv kissed me eagerly, trying to taste as much of Lizzie on my mouth as possible before she leaned over and started licking delicately. She held her thick hair out of her face lapping and kissing and sucking on her friend's lips and folds, sliding her tongue across the clit making Lizzie moan into her hand.I put my hand on Liv's ass, feeling it gently. She pushed into my hand taunting Lizzie with her tongue. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "It's so hot when you play with other girls."She giggled and dragged her tongue across the pink cunt that dripped onto the bed, "I'll lick them if you fuck them."I slapped her ass and she gasped and laughed. "I think she's ready for you.""I don't know who to start with." I said feeling her ass gently.Liv rolled her eyes and ran a finger across Lizzie's slick cunt, "Look at how wet this eighty-five pound nubile is, her body is begging for it."I reached between Liv's legs and touched her folds making her jolt and moan. I dug my finger into her and she bit her lip and pushed into my hand as I fingered her for several seconds before pulling my finger out and showing her how wet she was, "Look how wet my psycho fiancée is, her body is begging for it.""But this poor girl is cock starving, tell him Lizzie." She said before burying her finger in Lizzie's cunt making her cry and squirm. Liv smiled at her reaction and slid her finger free sucking it clean. Lizzie sat up panting and peeled the tight tank top off her leaving her in nothing but socks.She shifted onto her knees and crawled toward me, her a-cups shaking as she did. She got to me and started kissing me, running her fingers over my tip through my boxers smiling into the kiss as she felt precum soaking through."I want to be the man stealer for once." She panted."Steal me," I said back, she smiled and struggled to pull away my boxers. I helped, rolling back to pull them off my ankles. She didn't give me a chance to recover, pushing me on the bed and swinging a pale leg over straddling me.Her petite body was stretched out over me, and I ran a hand over her small breasts and puffy nipples making her bite her lip and whimper. She twisted at the waist positioning my cock beneath her, I felt my tip rubbing against her dripping folds before she flexed her hips lowering herself onto me.She was unbelievably tight, her cunt squeezing me with every inch that slid in. She moaned lowly and covered her mouth as she felt me stretching her insides. I put my hand on her ass and gripped it making her moan and laugh as she started to fuck.She stroked my cock with quick movements of her hips fighting to keep her moans quiet as she rode me. Her toes curled against my legs so I could feel her socks and her cute face was flushed pink as her eyes closed with pleasure.I could hear her cunt with each stroke and feel the seeping wet streaks it left behind as she rode. Her cute, girlish, body rolled on top of me, making her curly hair fall over her shoulders. She moaned into her hand, biting her finger to stay quiet."Fuck it feels so good; " she moaned quietly, her head rolling back.I curled myself up and held her slender body so I could tickle her nipples with my tongue, feeling her cunt clench and hearing her gasp and pant. I took one in my mouth and sucked for several seconds making her cry and buck."Fuck I think I'm gonna cum again; " She squealed before cupping her hand to her mouth and moaning hard. Her cunt squeezed me tightly and her body shook, her stomach flexing and legs shaking as climax over took her again. I watched her sweet face tighten with pleasure as she tried to keep control.As her orgasm faded, I felt hot fluid drip down my balls and legs. She leaned over until her nipples tickled my chest and gave me a deep kiss heavy with whimpers and moans and I held her sides as she tried to tie her tongue up with mine.She started to move again, rocking her body up and down, fucking me, moaning and holding herself up on the bed as she did. I put a hand on her ass as she slid herself on my cock, her cunt barely taking me in. As Lizzie started riding, I heard muffled moans and looked over at Liv who had shed her shirt and was burying messy, wet, fingers into herself on the verge of what could have been one of several orgasms."I think Liv is going to cum on her own." I panted.She looked over at the ginger, whose hair was thrown across the comforter, her long, pale, body writhing in place as she fingered herself in a frenzy. Lizzie fucked slowly as we watched Liv slipping from control. "I guess you can play with her a little," Lizzie said breathlessly, "But you have to cum in me.""I'll do my best." I conceded. She laughed and patted my cheek leaning up to slide me out. My hips and thighs were a wet mess and a thick string of clear fluid pulled out with me. She was such a small girl I hadn't realized I'd gotten in that deep. She climbed off and I shifted over to Liv who looked up at me, red in the face.I pulled on Liv's arm so that she lifted herself off the bed and onto her hands and knees. She knows what I like. She was panting and protesting while doing what I wanted. Her thighs were wet with running fluid and her cunt was a slick mess that dripped onto the bed.Her slender body glinted in the light from the window and I pulled copper hair from her face to kiss her. She kissed back her body moving eagerly as we kissed. She put her messy hand on my face as we kissed before pulling away to argue."No, you have to cum in her, cum in her." She whimpered."I'm going to, but she said I could play with this crazy redhead for a bit.""You're a fucking slut," She panted, "two girls at once; "I put my finger in her mouth and she sucked it submissively, practically drunk with lust. I moved behind her and slapped her ass making her groan and flex her hips. I pushed into her and she moaned loudly hanging her head from her shoulders helplessly as I started to hammer her.She laughed through strained moans, "I can feel her on your cock;  Umm fuck you smell like her too; "I pounded her watching her body react to each stroke and hearing her cry and moan. I reached up and grabbed her hair in my fist and yanked back. She groaned loudly, using my grip to hold her head up as I pounded her from behind. She didn't control her voice like Lizzie had and moaned openly into the room.She wiped drool from her mouth as her lips hung open moaning continuously in a breeding stupor. I slapped her ass with a pop, and she strained against my grip on her hair and moaned in satisfaction. She must have been close when we interrupted her because she dropped to her elbows and screamed into the mattress as an orgasm exploded across her body.She moaned into the comforter as loud as she could, her body now glitzed with sweat shuddering and spasming around my cock for several moments until she slowly slid away, my cock pulling out as she panted on the bed, her face resting a spot of heavy drool. She jerked and panted for breath in place.I felt her ass in my hand, and she made a weak sound of satisfaction, wet hair sticking to her face. Lizzie drew my attention back to her pulling me into a kiss, and the kiss pulling me down between her legs. She whimpered into the kiss and wrapped her legs around me.I felt along her folds with my tip, making her whimper and flinch until I reached the opening and plunged in. She moaned loudly into our kiss and threw her head back biting her lip to try and stay quiet."Fuck you're so deep like this; " She cried.I was getting close, but held on to watch her innocent face squeezing her eyes shut as she relished the feeling of being fucked, her doll like body lit up with the feeling of being bred by someone else's man.I wanted to make her cum again but she sensed I was close and locked her ankles behind me and held my neck, "Give me her cum;  make me a slutty, cumfilled, schoolgirl; "I kept fucking, taking in the sound of her cries and watching her cute body until the pressure burst and I groaned shuddering on top of her. My cock burst with hot jets of cum, dumping thick, long, ropes into her until I could feel it collecting around my shaft. She whimpered and sighed satisfaction, moving her hips to encourage more cum and kissing my neck.She unlocked her ankles and I pulled away, my softening shaft tugged out of her, thick cum pulling out with it and draining down her ass onto the bed. She laughed into her hand and reached down dragging a finger through the steady flow and looked at it."Holy shit there's so much." She laughed, "Umm I can feel it in me; "Liv crawled to Lizzie, a sizable wet spot left where she'd been and kissed Lizzie softly, holding her face. Lizzie kissed her back happily, gasping into the kiss. Liv whimpered to her after several moments, "You're such a homewrecking bitch, I think he loves your tight body.""I could barely fit him, I bet I could cum over and over.""I could too; " Liv said almost in a whisper. I heard Lizzie giggle just before I fell asleep. It wasn't on purpose, I meant it when I said I was tired.I don't know how late Liv and Lizzie were up after me, but they mercifully didn't wake me up for more or when they woke up the following morning letting me sleep till almost eleven. I rolled out of bed slowly and took a shower before dressing in shirt and sweatpants and going downstairs. Liv would prefer I smell like the night before but I wanted to be clean when I sipped coffee.Downstairs, Liv was wearing athletic shorts and an AC/DC shirt, already sipping coffee of her own. She bounced out of the chair and hurried to me when I walked in. She gave me a tight hug and a bright smile."Good morning," She chirped."Good morning," I said back groggily, holding her with my hand in her hair."Sorry I called you names last night, I was a little frantic." She said, her cheeks turning pink."I did your eighteen-year-old neighbor while you watched, I think slut is perfectly appropriate."She laughed, "Umm so is doing my neighbor." She looked up at me, "Was it fun?""Was your petite freshman neighbor fun? Absolutely."Liv smiled and brushed her nose against mine, "She asked if she could move in with us at College Station. She's going to A&M you know, then you could do her whenever you wanted.""You're not serious." I said sternly.She laughed, "Of course not, I just wanted to see how you'd react." Her hand surprised me touching my stiffening tip, "Umm, I've got you well trained."I put a finger on her nose, "Coffee first."She shrugged a shoulder, "Fine I guess." She turned to get a mug and handed it to me.I filled the cup and took a slow sip, "Do you have any wild activities planned for today?"She smiled and moved red hair from her face, "Ha, I didn't plan any of the wild activities yesterday.""You didn't bring Lizzie in last night?" I asked before taking another sip."Actually no," Liv blushed, "She came in as I got in bed and told me Maggie ruined her fun and asked if she could surprise you in the morning. I didn't want to wait."Amy came wandering into the room, black hair frizzed and everywhere. It was apparent she didn't handle mornings well. She was wearing a tight black shirt and nothing but white underwear underneath. She wordlessly came in, grabbed a mug and poured coffee as we watched."Where are Maggie and Lizzie?" She asked in a raspy voice."Gone to do bride's made stuff." Liv said.Amy silently sipped coffee as she caught me looking her legs over. When our eyes met she arched an eyebrow. "I've got something fun we can do.""What's that?" Liv asked curiously.Amy wagged a finger at her and Liv hurried over. Amy leaned into Liv's ear and whispered causing Liv to giggle. "That sounds fun!""What does? What's the plan?" I asked trying not to sound eager."Wait here," Liv said excitedly, and they both hurried out of the kitchen."I kinda hoped the plan would involve breakfast." I said to the empty kitchen, imagining a sitcom laugh track in my head. Maybe Liv's right, I am weird.I drank two full mugs of coffee before I heard them practically falling back down the stairs. They came hurrying into the kitchen and I knew right away it was going to be awhile before breakfast. Liv was wearing a white blouse and a pleated, red plaid skirt that looked short enough to have been from early high school.Amy had put on what had to be Liv's old, blue, cheerleading outfit because neither her chest, nor ass fit in it at all. She had squeezed her c's into the top so that the waist of the top started to ride up exposing a sliver of olive skin from her hips. The skirt too wasn't quite long enough to cover the entirety of her ass, leaving the bottoms of cheeks poking out from under, just above her fit legs that followed. Both girls had brushed out their hair so that it waved and draped neatly across their shoulders and back."What's all this about?" I asked, prompting them both to giggle immediately. Liv leaned into Amy's ear and whispered, turning pink in the face and Amy grinned and nodded.Liv bent one knee over the other sheepishly and Amy took the lead on explaining, "Well," she said emphatically, "We just thought that, since we're all done with our homework, and Liv's parents won't be home for a little bit, I could give her some pointers on making out."I looked from one girl to the other, "Making out?" I repeated.Amy rolled her eyes, "Yeah, you know like, really sensual kissing?" She looked at Liv, "He knows what it is right?""Yeah, we do it all the time." Liv replied looking at me like I'd embarrassed her."And you needed a cheerleader outfit for that?" I asked Amy trying to keep my eyes away from the stretched "CRUSADERS" on the chest of the outfit and her long legs under the skirt."Well yeah, I have practice later." She scoffed. Amy grabbed Liv's hand and pulled her through the kitchen. "Come on, we don't have all day for me to teach you to be sexy."As they passed me Liv jerked her head for me to follow and we all ended up in the living room. I was haphazardly dropped onto the couch and Liv sat a whole cushion away as Amy seemed to be surveying both of us."Now the whole goal of making out is that the guy wants more of you. You're using the kiss and embrace to drive his desire for your body and as much of it as he can get." She looked at me and began climbing into my lap."Wait, wait." Liv protested. Amy looked over at her, her chest in my face as she stood on her knees straddling me."What?" She asked."Wait so;  you're going to make out with my boyfriend?" Liv asked sounding nervous."Well, yeah, I have to show you how to do it don't I?" Amy laughed before lowering herself into my lap. She made sure when she settled there was no skirt between her and I. I could feel the heat from her panties on my quickly stiffening shaft.Her eyes brightened when she felt me beneath her and she smiled deviously before looking over at Liv who was watching raptly, "Now watch how what I do, draws him in. When we make out, he's going to want to more contact with my body the longer we kiss."She leaned in and embraced my lips with hers, letting her tongue playfully flit against mine. She held my neck and kissed me sweetly making soft noises as we kissed. As I got harder, I felt her push down against me to feel how hard I was against her.I put my hands on her sides and slid them down over her smooth legs, she panted with enjoyment and flexed her hips, dragging herself across me through my pants bringing me to full, aching erection."Can I try?" I heard Liv ask, Amy laughed quietly and leaned up looking over at her as she dragged her thick black hair to one side."But you still have so much to learn like, how to tell him you approve of him touching you, and, how to tell he's ready for more than kissing." She said breathily.Amy leaned back into our kiss. I slid my hand up her legs and dug my fingers into her ass through her skirt and she whimpered and moved her hips, now openly grinding on me. She panted into the kiss and pulled away to gasp for breath before kissing my neck.She leaned away and laughed devilishly, pulling up the hem of her skirt so my fingers made contact with her soft panties making her gasp. She looked over at Liv with heavy, crescent eyes."He's so hard it's making me wet," She panted, reaching down, and palming my cock through my pants."Maybe I could practice now; " Liv said sheepishly."I dunno, sweetie," She said dragging her folds across my tip through our clothes, "I got him all ready to go that doesn't seem fair." She leaned in and kissed me hard dragging her tongue up and down mine, grinding her panties into my shaft. I could feel the heat from her, and her panties were beginning to soak into my pants making slick sounds.She was whimpering and moaning into the kiss, clearly getting herself off grinding on me. She panted heavily and leaned out of the kiss reaching her hand past the waist of my pants and grabbing my bare shaft. Her soft fingers stroked me, noticeably smearing precum from under my tip as she did.We heard Liv gasp quietly and Amy looked over at her giggling, still stroking me. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I got a little carried away. I just, I'm so fucking horny now; ""Maybe, you should let me go now; " She said quietly.Amy laughed, "that wouldn't be very nice to him, he's all;  hard and slick for me. I couldn't leave your man with balls this heavy;  they need to be;  emptied." She pulled her hand out of my pants and licked her fingers before trying to pull my pants down. I looked over at Liv who looked shocked and uncomfortable."Amy I'm not really comfortable with this anymore; "Amy giggled working my pants down my legs and kneeling between them, "Oh come on, Liv, don't be a prude. Let me teach you how to suck cock like a cheerleader." She smiled at me and ran her tongue over my shaft. "You really want him to;  enjoy it don't you." She said before plunging me into her soft mouth and lashing me with her tongue.She sealed her lips around my cock and started bobbing, tugging on me gently with her mouth as she stroked. I panted heavily, digging my fingers into Amy's black hair as her face pumped my cock. She looked up at me with brown eyes that glittered with the thrill of humiliating her friend.Amy lowered her face until her nose touched my stomach and she made quiet choking and gagging noises for several seconds before coming up and heaving for air. She laughed through the desperate breaths letting my cock rest playfully across her face before sliding it down to her lips with her tongue hanging out until she wrapped her mouth around me again, looking at Liv all the while as she did.I reached down and cupped one of her breasts through the thick uniform and she cried in her throat, her hips bucking at the feeling. I groped her steadily causing her to squirm and moan into my cock as she bobbed and tugged, lavishing the velvety shaft with her tongue.She slid her lips up slowly and let precum trail off her tongue and snap against her chin, looking back over at Liv and laughed grabbing the hem of her cheerleader top and tugging it off with some effort. She pulled her hair through and tossed it onto the ground next to her, her breasts shaking in her bra as she grabbed my cock with her mouth and resumed sucking.Amy pushed her face down as far as she could fit, her body clenching as she tried not to gag as she forced my cock down her throat before whipping back up to fight for breath and licking my shaft, stroking it with a loose grip of her fingers. I reached down and grabbed a handful of her breast through the bra and she moaned, rocking her hips as I felt her."Liv sweetie, could you undo my bra for me, he wants to play with my tits." She laughed and licked my shaft."Amy, maybe I could try out some of; " She started to say.I had hoped the girls would take turns, but I knew that wasn't what Liv wanted, that wasn't what would get her off. "Babe don't be a prude;  you'll ruin the fun of what she's showing you." I said tapping her leg.She looked at me and then at Amy and leaned over, struggling to get her fingers around the clasp of the pink bra. Amy hadn't stopped sucking, her head and torso bobbing as she stroked my shaft with her mouth making it frustrating for Liv to hold it steady. Finally it came loose and Amy discarded it quickly, her full, tan-lined breasts and brown nipples hanging freely from her chest.Amy popped her lips off my cock and climbed back onto the couch, straddling me. I grabbed her ass in both hands and took one of her nipples in my mouth sucking and tonguing. She moaned and squirmed as I moved from one breast to the other causing her fits as I mouthed her chest. She was dragging her soaked panties across the tip of my cock letting it catch against the opening, I was rocking my hips hopelessly trying to push into her through her panties.Amy looked at Liv, whose face was stony and emotionless with just a touch of pink on her cheeks and ears. Amy panted for breath and giggled, "I think he wants to fuck me; " She whimpered, "Fuck I can feel him trying; "She kissed me, whimpering as she teased me through her panties. My hand held one of her breasts squeezing and groping it, the other digging my fingers into her ass in a tight grip. She was moaning and moving her hips, holding my face as we kissed.She broke the kiss and cried, "Do you want to fuck a stupid, slutty, cheerleader in front of your girlfriend?"I leaned in and kissed her neck making her whimper and laugh. My fingers reached between her legs, feeling the slick fabric as I tugged the panties out of the way. As soon as my hand came away she pushed her cunt against me until my cock shoved into her making her moan loudly with her head thrown back."Holy shit!" She groaned, flexing her hips down to push me in as deep as I could reach before rocking quickly. Her flat stomach flexed making her breasts bounce as she fucked me, holding my neck as she aggressively rode my cock."Fuck your bare cock feels so good!" She yelled in my face, hanging her head. I slapped her ass making her yelp and dig her nails into my neck. I leaned up and kissed her neck, digging my teeth into it making her groan as she stroked my cock with her insides."Fuck him;  I don't care." We heard Liv hiss beside us. Amy laughed and leaned away from me standing up and hooking her thumbs into her panties."Then move so I can feel him wreck me." She said dropping her panties to her ankles and starting on her skirt.I reached up and put my hand on hers, "Leave the skirt on so she has to watch me take a cheerleader." Amy smiled broadly and stepped out of her panties and crawled onto the couch on her hands and knees. I kicked away my pants and climbed behind her, admiring the way her olive ass looked under the pleated blue skirt.She reached back and pulled her cheeks apart exposing the pink, wet, inside of her cunt. I lined my cock up and plunged it back in making her moan in Liv's face. I started hammering her tight, tan, body from behind, watching her whole body react to the driving pace.She moaned and spread her legs to feel me in her as I pounded her tight cunt looking my girlfriend in the eyes as I fucked her roommate for the second time. I grabbed her hair and yanked back making her groan, pulling against my grip. My other hand slapped her ass with a wicked pop making her cry in pain.Amy's tight, round, ass smacked against my stomach as her fit body tried to fuck me back as my cock stroked her slick, tight, insides feeling her grip me as I plunged in until my hips met hers. I spanked her again, smashing my stiff palm against her cheek with a loud smack, then again harder. She grit her teeth and yelled, arching her back downward in response."Fucking shit!" She yelled into Liv's face as she dropped to her elbows gripping the couch. "Pull my hair harder," She hissed through her teeth. I did, yanking back making her groan as I kept her dark locks in my fist. "Hit me again; " I spanked her and she moaned, "Harder!" She barked. I hit her with a full swing from the shoulder and she howled in pain, digging her nails into the cushion."Fuck I'm gonna cum; " She screamed. She gave a strangled gasp and then moaned hoarsely, shaking. Her tan body quivered, and her cunt clamped on my cock as she seized and groaned through the orgasm. I watched her ribs and legs quake for several moments until the climax faded and she raked black hair from her face and laughed as I slid out of her, letting my shaft slide against her cunt and ass."Umm, your boyfriend is really good. It's a shame he's tied up with such a square because I could fuck him all day." I spanked her and she moaned and rolled her back, pushing her ass into my hand with a laugh, "You want some more cheerleader or are you ready to move onto your boring loser again?"I reached between her legs and rubbed her folds gently making her whimper and her hips rock. Her cunt was messy and made wet sounds as I stroked her playing in the glaze that coated it. She bit her lip and squirmed, moaning as I teased her with my fingers, her sweet face flushed."I'm not done with you yet, roll over." She gave a muffled laugh and turned over onto her back, spreading her long, tan, legs so the skirt pulled up around her waist. Her head was resting on Liv's leg as she laughed, holding her knees up and open as I moved between them.She wrapped her legs around me and kissed my neck as I rubbed her folds with my tip until I was able to shove into her. She bit down hard as my cock forced apart her walls and she moaned. She arched her head back as I punched through her, squeezing me with her thighs as I started fucking."Oh, fuck its so good;  fuck I love bare cock;  Umm fuck!" She moaned holding my neck as I pumped steadily.She clung to me as I drilled the fit, slender, body, her breasts shaking, her flat stomach clenching with the feeling of her cunt being stretched. Her dark eyes closed tightly as she held on riding my cock.Amy grabbed her own breast and squeezed it, her pouty lips hanging open to moan as her body made loud, wet, smacking sounds. She had locked her ankles behind me as her body clenched so I could jam my cock into her quickly.She moaned loudly, holding her eyes shut as I hammered her tight cunt. She grabbed my wrist and put my hand on her neck biting her lip, "Fucking choke me; "I squeezed her throat and she cried through my grip, "Harder; "I did, pressing down on her windpipe. Her moans became throttled and broken as I pounded, strangling the college girl beneath me. Her eyes opened to show just the whites as the lack of air brought the intensity of sensations to a peak. She started to gurgle and groan squirming and shaking forcefully as another orgasm ripped across her.I fucked her messy cunt through the climax, she couldn't moan through my grip on her throat but made plenty of noise. When I felt her tight body start to slack as the orgasm faded I let go of her throat and grabbed her hair yanking her head forward. I pulled out of her and climbed up the couch as my cock erupted. I stroked myself milking thick, powerful bursts of cum onto her face.Jet after jet of cum slapped across her nose, mouth, neck, and chin, dripping from her head into her eyes and down her neck to her chest. She laid still for several moments panting as cum dripped down her face and neck, into her hair and mouth.She started laughing and wiping thick cum from her eyes. I moved letting her sit up and she looked over at Liv who was still stone faced and silent. "Umm I may have gotten carried away; " She laughed again and sucked cum from her finger. "I should probably go now huh? All covered in; " She stretched and rolled her young body, "Handprints and cum."She collected the top and her panties and hurried off, her ass with a bright red spot shaking as she did. She hurried down the hall and went into the hall bathroom shutting the door. Once she was gone I looked over at Liv who had scarce moved or spoken the entire time."Please tell me that's what you were hoping for."She looked down for a moment and looked up, "Come up to our room ok?" She stood up without elaborating and left. I heaved a sight, wondering if her fetish had finally ended our run because I got to into it and followed her upstairs.I tried not to look at her slender legs sticking out of the skirt or the way it swished with her hips as we climbed the stairs. I tried not to think about what her fiery red hair looked like on her pale body. But ultimately, I thought about all of it, and the last few feet to the door my half stiff member wagged in front of me, as unconfident as I was.Liv engages in a little burglary, and he ruins a nice girl.She went into the guest room, and I followed, and she closed the door behind us and turned around to face me, getting close to me, looking up."I think we should call what just happened a learning opportunity." She said."Ok, what should I learn?"She looked down and put her arms around me pressing her face into my shoulder, "No matter what, if a beautiful woman wants you, take her. Do everything she wants, everything you want to her without asking or thinking about me. Even if she pulls you straight from my arms." She looked up from my shoulder, "Then come back to me so I can be drunk off the smell of her on you and reward you for your conquest."She reached down and grabbed my stiffening shaft. It was still slick from the mess Amy had left and made sticky sounds as she stroked me, "You're so hard, after emptying all that cum on her""You look really cute in that outfit." I said as she played with my cock.She cracked a smile and looked at me, "You want to fuck a schoolgirl you pervert."She sank to her knees and gathered her thick, red, hair over her shoulder and leaned forward dragging her tongue over my shaft."I love when you do that." I said watching her let the taste of Amy linger."Shushh, my mom will hear us." She said before wrapping her lips around me and sucking. She shifted her posture to widen her legs and arch her back as she lavished me with her tongue rubbing it across my tip and tugging with her lips. She spent several minutes breathlessly cleaning me before sliding me from her mouth and lapping at my balls to taste everything Amy had left behind."Sister Florence would flip if she could see me now." She giggled dragging her tongue along the underside of my shaft, giving me her most innocent expression to match the skirt and blouse. I put my hands on the back of her head and she giggled pushing my shaft against her tongue and licking."If we'd gone to school together, I'd have fucked you in a classroom and still cum if we got caught."She looked me in the eyes for a second and stood up hurriedly. "What?" I asked, suddenly panicked I'd said something wrong."Get dressed, I have an idea." She said pulling me to my bag."I am rock hard I can't just put something on, what are you talking about?"She went over to her bag and pulled out white panties and stepped into them, it was like a good dream in reverse watching her put them on."Wait, we were just role playing, and you were into it, now you're getting dressed what's happening?""Put on a button up and khakis and meet me in my car.""Ok but why?" I strained.She had one sandal on and another in her hand, "So you can fuck me at school."I stared at her, "What? That's crazy.""I know, it'll be a blast. And it's practically abandoned on the weekends anyway." She slid her sandal onto her foot and looked around, "Oooh, I should bring a towel or something, you'll probably make a huge mess;  you know somewhere." She dug around in her bag."Liv if we get caught it's probably jail time, I mean, breaking and entering, public indecency, trespassing. Plus, it's a school that probably makes it all worse."She came over to me holding a towel and wearing a big smile, "There won't be anyone there. It's a tiny Catholic school, no one gets paid enough to be there a minute longer than they have to. It's not my first time sneaking in either.""You've snuck into your school before?""Of course, I didn't end up a wild, cuckolded, sex addict by being well behaved." She said flipping hair out of her face. "I forgot my books and assignments a lot, so I had to know how to get them from my locker when the school was closed." She gave me a teasing smile, "Relax, the only boyfriend I

Imagine embarking on a journey from the halls of academia to the bustling streets of sustainable entrepreneurship. That's the story of Simon Schillebeeckx, our latest guest on the podcast. Simon, originally a scholar with deep Belgian roots, now stands at the forefront of Singapore's green business scene as the founder of Handprint, a for-profit venture born out of his non-profit initiatives. He takes us through an enlightening narrative of his transition, discussing the resilience required to morph his side hustle into a significant tool for environmental conservation. His ambitions and the eye-opening experiences in Myanmar that led to the establishment of the Global Mangrove Trust showcase the profound impact that one individual's dedication can have on our planet.As we chat with Simon, his dual life as a professor and an entrepreneur unfolds, revealing the fascinating weave of sustainability and digitization in business models. He brings forth a treasure trove of insights from his academic journey, highlighting the critical role of credibility and credentials, especially in Asian markets. Simon also delves into how Handprint is pioneering the integration of technology with ecological initiatives, providing businesses with innovative solutions for environmental and social governance. It's a compelling look at how data and sustainability intersect, offering hope and practical pathways for companies to create and measure impactful change.Closing our discussion, Simon challenges the prevailing narrative of climate responsibility, advocating for a shift from the guilt associated with carbon footprints to the proactive development of 'handprints.' Through his work, he encourages businesses and individuals to embrace the positive actions they can undertake, such as tree-planting initiatives that resonate with company milestones and community engagement. He invites our listeners to explore Handprint's approach to sustainability - an approach that promises not only a greener future but also serves as an intriguing investment opportunity. Simon's story is a testament to the power of entrepreneurial spirit in driving sustainable change, and this episode is a call to action for all who wish to leave a positive mark on the world.As you're inspired to embark on your side hustle journey after listening to this episode, you might wonder where to start or how to make your vision a reality.  With a team of experienced marketing professionals and a track record of helping clients achieve their dreams, we are ready to assist you in reaching your goals. To find out more, visit www.reversedout.com.Support the showSubscribe to Side Hustle City and join our Community on Facebook

Everybody knows that just like a road trip isn't complete without music, a church service isn't complete without worship. We may not know why that is. But we know that it is. It's obvious there's something powerful about music, but why do we need to huddle together and sing love songs in the dark to someone who's invisible. It's weird. Why has this been a staple of religious gatherings since humans started having them? Does God require it? Are we obligated to do it? Is it how we prove our worth and earn His blessing? Or is it about something else altogether? How might knowing what God intends it to be change how we approach it and how fulfilling we find it?If you're new with us, let us know how we can be praying for you, we invite you to fill out an online Connect Card by visiting https://southhillschurch.churchcenter.com/people/forms/91550—If you are looking for what is next for you, we invite you to fill out an online “Next Steps” card by visiting https://southhillschurch.churchcenter.com/people/forms/672517To give with us select the Give tab on the Church Center App or visit www.southhills.org/give and select the Corona Fund or Corona BOW Fund—Visit our Linktree to find out more about everything mentioned in today's message or follow along with the message slides:https://linktr.ee/SouthHillsCorona —To RSVP for On-Campus Events select the Events tab on the Church Center App or visit https://southhills.org/corona/

Rachel's boyfriend Victor had his ex-gf helped him paint his new house he just bought and Rachel noticed something on one of the walls that thinks something went down between them....

Rachel's boyfriend Victor had his ex-gf helped him paint his new house he just bought and Rachel noticed something on one of the walls that thinks something went down between them....

Rachel's boyfriend Victor had his ex-gf helped him paint his new house he just bought and Rachel noticed something on one of the walls that thinks something went down between them....

Rachel's boyfriend Victor had his ex-gf helped him paint his new house he just bought and Rachel noticed something on one of the walls that thinks something went down between them....

If you are into nature tech, greentech, regenerative economy, product-market fit. This episode is for you.Is it possible to make economy regenerative? Can we make e-commerce, fintech and other digital sectors more sustainable? And prove it.Handprint are on a mission to regenerate the planet with the help of digital technology and partnerships. They want to change the narrative and convert our extractive economy to an economy that benefits nature.They do exactly what it says on the label - they help companies increase their handprint, the sum of their positive impact on the world's environmental and social ecosystems.Their platform provides nature credits. A nature credit assigns a value to nature's services, like that companies are not just reducing their environmental footprint, but they are also helping to regenerate and preserve nature.Mathias Boissonot is the co-founder & CEO of Handprint and he always had a “let's hack it” attitude. That is why he set on a challenge to tackle environmental issues with digital technology.So far Handprint:✨ has funded 2.5 million m2 of ecosystems✨ generates 6-figure revenue monthly✨ has attracted big financial institutions as clients✨ has 25 FTEsIn this episode, we dove into how to find a new product market fit and how to get big contracts within the fintech industry In this episode you'll learn:- How to use new digital technologies to benefit sustainable development- How to find a product-market fit- How to run a pilot and still make a profit- How to attract big companies as clients with a positive mission- How to close sales (even w/o a commercial background)- Benefits of lead magnets - How to convert climate action into a winning company strategy resulting in ROI- How to develop an engagement strategy for brand ambassadorsWatch the full episode on YouTube - https://youtu.be/BKnuNHuEoVoResources:Mathias's LinkedInHandprint websiteObviously Awesome by April Dunford===Watch my video presentation “3 key strategies to grow a following of 7500+ changemakers on Linkedin”

We explore the Saint Valentine's Day Massacre, one of America's great unsolved mysteries, unveiling the depths of a brutal power struggle that culminated in a shocking act of gangland violence. Dive into the shadowy world of Jazz Age Chicago in this episode, where vibrant jazz and the illicit flow of liquor set the backdrop for a deadly rivalry between Al Capone and George 'Bugs' Moran. It is a tale of ambition, revenge, and the quest for control over Chicago's underworld. Apply now to become a Haunted Walk storyteller!  Learn more about Alone in the Dark at Cumberland Heritage Village Museum. If you enjoyed this episode you might also like: Episode 55 – The Handprint

Today's Mystery:A man is found murdered in an empty house with a handprint on the ceiling.Original Radio Broadcast Date: March 30, 1949Originating from New York CityStarring: Karl Swenson as Mister ChameleonSupport the show monthly at patreon.greatdetectives.netPatreon Supporter of the Day: James, Patreon Supporter since October 2022Support the show on a one-time basis at http://support.greatdetectives.net.Mail a donation to: Adam Graham, PO Box 15913, Boise, Idaho 83715Take the listener survey at http://survey.greatdetectives.netGive us a call at 208-991-4783Follow us on Instagram at http://instagram.com/greatdetectivesFollow us on Twitter @radiodetectivesJoin us again tomorrow for another detective drama from the Golden Age of Radio.

Today's Mystery:A man is found murdered in an empty house with a handprint on the ceiling.Original Radio Broadcast Date: March 30, 1949Originating from New York CityStarring: Karl Swenson as Mister ChameleonSupport the show monthly at patreon.greatdetectives.netPatreon Supporter of the Day: James, Patreon Supporter since October 2022Support the show on a one-time basis at http://support.greatdetectives.net.Mail a donation to: Adam Graham, PO Box 15913, Boise, Idaho 83715Take the listener survey at http://survey.greatdetectives.netGive us a call at 208-991-4783Follow us on Instagram at http://instagram.com/greatdetectivesFollow us on Twitter @radiodetectives

Cormac and Darragh of Horrenda chat about their brand of Irish traditional black metal with a bit of experimentation, the current global climate, and the band's latest release, "Handprints." Horrenda Online Facebook- https://www.facebook.com/HorrendaOfficial Instagram- https://www.instagram.com/horrendaofficial Watch- "HandPrints" here https://youtu.be/QqpGK483Ebs?si=uK0e9yoXtVI68lPO Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

On episode 222 of ERENEWABLE and The Green Insider podcast, hear Chief Vision Officer, Simon Schillebeeckx from Handprint discuss their Regeneration as a Service Platform. Typically, Regeneration has been only found in the agricultural space.  Handprint now brings it to other market sectors helping companies reduce their negative impact on … The post Learn about Regeneration as a Service on The Green Insider appeared first on eRENEWABLE.

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For decades, firefighters at the Chicago Fire Department noticed an eerie hand print that left a permanent mark on a casement, which could not be washed, scraped or removed, despite several attempts. Legends circulated, and many believed that the handprint had a rather macabre history, belonging to a fellow firefighter. (The Ghostly Handprint of Francis Leavy) *** Ventriloquists don't have a lot of prestige when it comes to the entertainment industry – on many lists they are just one rung higher than a juggler. But they've been throwing their voices at us for centuries. And one man named James Burns was so good at his art, he was tossed into jail for it! (The Man Who Could Make Dead Fish Talk) *** A child murdering their parents is, thankfully, rare – but when it happens, it grabs headlines. But some of the reasons that a child gives for murdering his or her own mother can be downright shocking and unbelievable. (They Murdered Their Mothers) *** Just the word “lobotomy” brings images of cruelty, inhumane treatment under the guise of medicine, and a procedure that could more appropriately be labeled as torture. We'll look at a few cases of individuals who had a lobotomy performed on them… and the disturbing results. (The Victims of Lobotomies) *** (Originally aired May 18, 2021)SOURCES AND REFERENCES FROM THE EPISODE…“The Man Who Could Make Dead Fish Talk” by Sarah Murden for Georgian Era: https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/2nte76b6“The Ghostly Handprint of Francis Leavy” by Prince Petropia for Paranorms: https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/53xwm2wd, and by Adam for Mysterious Chicago: https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/yxcvw3td“They Murdered Their Mothers” by Jessika M. Thomas for Ranker: https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/kxprwkyk“The Victims of Lobotomies” by Jacob Shelton for Ranker: https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/3kuhpcxf= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =Weird Darkness theme by Alibi Music Library. Background music provided by Alibi Music Library, EpidemicSound and/or StoryBlocks with paid license. Music from Shadows Symphony (https://tinyurl.com/yyrv987t), Midnight Syndicate (http://amzn.to/2BYCoXZ) Kevin MacLeod (https://tinyurl.com/y2v7fgbu), Tony Longworth (https://tinyurl.com/y2nhnbt7), and Nicolas Gasparini (https://tinyurl.com/lnqpfs8) is used with permission of the artists.= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =(Over time links seen above may become invalid, disappear, or have different content. I always make sure to give authors credit for the material I use whenever possible. If I somehow overlooked doing so for a story, or if a credit is incorrect, please let me know and I will rectify it in these show notes immediately. Some links included above may benefit me financially through qualifying purchases.)= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = ="I have come into the world as a light, so that no one who believes in me should stay in darkness." — John 12:46= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =WeirdDarkness® is a registered trademark. Copyright ©2024, Weird Darkness.= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =CUSTOM WEBPAGE: https://weirddarkness.com/ghostly-handprint-of-francis-leavy/

In this episode, host Gene Tunny sits down with Simon Schillebeeckx, co-founder of Handprint, a nature tech startup. Handprint aims to help companies profitably and seamlessly integrate planet-positive actions into business activities. Simon shares examples of companies that have gone above and beyond regulatory requirements to contribute to the environment positively. Among other questions, Gene asks Simon about the scalability of Handprint's approach and the role of consumers in driving profit-maximizing businesses to make positive contributions. Please get in touch with us with any questions, comments and suggestions by emailing us at contact@economicsexplored.com or sending a voice message via https://www.speakpipe.com/economicsexplored. About this episode's guest, Dr Simon SchillebeeckxSimon is co-founder and Chief Strategy Officer of Handprint Tech. Published author, former sustainability consultant, TEDx speaker. Strategic Management Professor at Singapore Management University (SMU), specialising in Digital Sustainability. He holds a PhD in Innovation Management from Imperial College London.What's covered in EP223[00:01:18] Regenerative economy and business activities.[00:04:33] The concept of Handprint.[00:11:28] Capturing value through sustainability.[00:16:02] A-B testing to determine how consumers respond to sustainability measure.[00:18:30] Linking ads to social impact.[00:23:06] Gamifying sustainability initiatives.[00:26:31] The potential for Handprint.[00:32:45] Plastic pollution and its impact.[00:36:03] Regenerative practices in agriculture.[00:41:28] Trust in carbon crediting.[00:48:49] Large-scale mangrove conservation and afforestation.TakeawaysAccording to Simon, companies are increasingly looking to go beyond just reducing their negative environmental impacts and instead create positive impacts through initiatives like planting trees or restoring coral reefs.Done right, these types of regenerative initiatives have the potential to improve business metrics like sales, click-through rates, and employee engagement.Handprint is working to make it easier for companies of all sizes to integrate positive impact actions into their business activities in a profitable wayHandprint offers a marketplace for companies to invest in credible positive impact projects, such as mangrove restoration and carbon sequestration, and provides tools for companies to visualize and capture value from their positive impact initiatives.Links relevant to the conversationHandprint Tech website:https://handprint.tech/Companies/organisations mentioned by Simon:https://www.sevencleanseas.com/https://plasticbank.com/https://oxcarbon.org/https://globalmangrove.org/Lumo Coffee (NB promo code for 20% discount on first order: EXPLORED20)https://lumocoffee.com/ Thanks to Obsidian Productions for mixing the episode and to the show's sponsor, Gene's consultancy business www.adepteconomics.com.au. Full transcripts are available a few days after the episode is first published at www.economicsexplored.com.

We talk a lot about old buildings on this podcast, but what about old roads? Stagecoach Road in Marshall, Texas has been around since 1850, when it was first used as a pathway for — you guessed it — stagecoaches. Never paved, and surrounded by trees and steep banks, Stagecoach Road feels set apart from much of the world today: wilder, or a window into the past.Allegedly home to many supernatural beings, folks claim any number of them lurk on Stagecoach Road, including but certainly not limited to: Bigfoot, the Devil, and the ghost of a woman with a backstory almost identical to La Llorona's. But Stagecoach Road isn't just known for these stories or its eerie appearance. Some people who brave the road at night come away with small, dusty handprints on their car.But first, Zoey is here with her Something Spooky: Charlotte, North Carolina's Dunhill Hotel!Sources: https://hauntedhospitality.wordpress.com/2023/09/19/ep-129-the-handprints-in-the-hollowayVisit us on Social Media! Stay Spooky!

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Francis Leavy was a hero. A truly brave man. A firefighter. Very little, if anything, shook the manly and burly 1920's-era Chicago fireman. Until one day he came to work, having a panic attack. After some digging, he caved and told his fellow firefighters about a premonition. That he would die that day. Not only did this come to pass, but Francis Leavy may have left something behind. A signal. A sign. One that refused to be scrubbed away. ----------------- Visit us on the web- http://www.asylum817.com ----------------- to support the show, check us out on Patreon- http://www.patreon.com/asylum817 ----------------- DISTROKID AFFILIATE LINK: https://www.distrokid.com/vip/seven/3128872 ----------------- This episode was brought to you by Keep On Sharing! LINK BELOW: www.Keeponsharing.com --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/billie-dean-shoemate-iii/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/billie-dean-shoemate-iii/support

When Richard Unger reads the fingerprints of a stranger, he reveals an exalted destiny for them to discover and unlock their life purpose, regardless of their family and societal expectations. Here's what Richard Unger and I cover: 1. Discovering how your fingerprints reveal an exalted destiny possibility before you were born. 2. Exploring the psychology of the soul that stands outside of time, and how to use it to find direction in life. 3. Anti-culture personalities and not fitting in with society or the culture of your family. Richard Unger is the author of Life Prints, a system combining the science of fingerprints and palmistry to decipher one's life purpose. He is an expert in helping people unlock their destiny and find deep meaning in their life.

On Ron's Amazing Stories we have one about how to build your own robot and the consequences of doing so. It is titled How-2 and is quite fun. Also, on the show we have an international version of These Are Your Stories. Listener's from the UK, Canada, and the Philippines tell us about some strange encounters with the paranormal. So if you want to hear all about it, press that play button. Featured Story - How-2 Our featured story is a robot tale with a twist. What if robots were not only sentient, but could also reproduce at will? Would the world have to look at them differently? The idea of this came to the mind of author Clifford D. Simak long before our AI robots questions of today. The story is titled How-2 and first appeared in the pages of Galaxy Magazine in November of 1954 and then again on X-minus one when they adapted Clifford's story to radio. A man orders a robotic dog kit in the mail, and instead receives an android—one ready to serve in every capacity and equally ready to reproduce himself a thousand-fold. All his problems vanish - until the government sticks their bean-counting nose into it. It is titled How-2 and first aired on March 3, 1956. Other Stories Include - The Rocky Marino Case, The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet, The Nightclub Poltergeist, The Barefoot Ghost, The Handprints, and How-2. Ron's Amazing Stories Is Sponsored by: Audible - You can get a free audiobook and a 30 day free trial at   and - Good Treats for your dog to eat. Your Stories: Do you have a story that you would like to share on the podcast or the blog? Head to the main website, click on Story Submission, leave your story, give it a title, and please tell me where you're from. I will read it if I can. Links are below. Program Info: Ron's Amazing Stories is published each Thursday. You can download it from , stream it on or on the mobile version of . Do you prefer the radio? We are heard every Thursday at 10:00 pm and Sunday Night at 11:00 PM (EST) on . Check your local listing or find the station closest to you at this . Social Links: Contact Links:

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Today's Oddcast - Those Tiny Handprints (Airdate 10/31/2022) When Elizabeth and her husband headed to Hallgreen Castle in Aberdeen, Scotland for a vacation, the last thing on their minds was a haunting. As the only guests in the castle, with a whole wing to themselves, the couple settled in for the night. It was what Elizabeth found the next morning that made them realize that perhaps they weren't alone after all... The Bob & Sheri Oddcast: Everything We Don't, Can't, Won't, and Definitely Shouldn't Do on the Show! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Can a Viking teach you to have fun when you're bleeding? Infamous storyteller Mollena Lee Williams-Haas goes on on a pervert tour of Europe, spontaneously deciding to accept an invite from a fan in Oslo. They both know this evening will end up in sex - but when she tries to explain that her period has arrived unexpectedly, he shows her a new appreciation for that time of the month. No wonder these folks conquered the fucking planet! #Celebrate #Menstruation #KnowYourNegro #Sober   Song: ‘Warm, Bloody and Tender' (Rachel Lark) Watch the official music video (Dixie's in it!) at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IGx4OLuE_xU About the Storyteller:   Larger than life, phat as hell, whipsmart AND smart about whips, Mollena Lee Williams-Haas:  [aka "The Perverted Negress" aka "Mo" aka "Pony Oracle," but that is a longer tail] is a performer, storyteller, BDSM/Kink/Leather/AlternativeLifestyle Educatrix, Executive Pervert, librettist and Muse. 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**SKIP TO 6:39 TO GET TO THE STORY** 100 years ago, a Chicago firefighter named Francis Leavy leaned against a window and declared, “Today is the day I am going to die.” That same evening Francis was killed when a burning building collapsed on him; However, his ghostly handprint remained on the window, unable to be removed by any means for decades. How did Francis know he was going to die that day? Why did the handprint remain? One thing we know for sure is that Francis died a hero, but remains a legend. Listen as Nat tells Aly the story of the Francis Leavy Handprint and all the theories that attempt to explain what happened! Other Important Stuff: Buy Our Merch: www.letsgethaunted.com Donate to our stupid show: ko-fi.com/dogmomusa Buy Venterra Farms CBD Products: www.venterrafarms.com & use code “HAUNTED15” at checkout for 15% off Check out the photo dump for this week's episode: www.instagram.com/letsgethaunted Send us fan mail: PO BOX 1658 Camarillo, CA 93011 Send us your listener stories: LetsGetHauntedPod@gmail.com — Theme song by: Steven Suptic Creepy Doll Song by: Michael Byrnes Dark Piano Song by: Michael Byrnes _ SOURCES: https://paranorms.com/francis-leavy/?amp=1 https://mysteriouschicago.com/the-handprint-of-frank-leavy-fact-or-fiction-part-1/ https://www.fsi.illinois.edu/content/library/IFLODD/search/firefighter_detail.cfm?ff_id=124 https://myhauntedsalem.tumblr.com/post/190303725522/firefighters-ghostly-handprint-francis-leavy-a https://www.wbez.org/stories/a-halloween-story-the-mystery-of-the-ghostly-handprint/c56632a7-ce89-46ae-a4ae-f61c019aa97c https://hauntedwalk.com/podcasts/episode-55-the-handprint/ https://mysteriesrunsolved.com/2020/08/francis-leavy-handprint.html https://chicagohistorytoday.wordpress.com/2014/04/18/chicago-ghostly-handprint-1924/ https://kisselpaso.com/8-good-friday-superstitions/ https://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/good-friday-superstition-easter-explained-b2058749.html https://www.fbi.gov/history/brief-history/the-fbi-and-the-american-gangster https://www.fireengineering.com/leadership/around-the-fire-service-1920-1929/#gref https://www.atlasobscura.com/places/museum-holy-souls-purgatory