Podcast appearances and mentions of John Denver

Some interviews take a while to drop in, and while the information might be supportive, the soul connection never occurs.  I was able to instantly drop in with Scott Grace, even having moments of silence, simply pure connected appreciation where there was nothing to do, nowhere to go... simply bask in pure presence and intimacy :-) And we laughed our faces off! I was in rapture as he continued to sing to me! In this high-frequency conversation, we also discussed... - How is it that he gives himself over to Spirit and is able to download lyrics that inspire people  - How Scott's songs can blast somebody's heart open on their birthdays or anniversaries, or inspire a huge crowd at a personal growth event - How the traditional educational path was not honoring of his genius, and how he bravely followed his knowing - How his understanding and embodiment of the Divine Masculine has shifted over the decades - How his Spiritual Dr Seuss video went viral, inspiring millions and confirming his gifts for this planet - How having your very own Affirmation song can be such an exquisite morning practice to greet the day in your power, joy, and freedom - And we got up to some multi-dimensional mischief, magic, live music, and dancing over on Patreon during the after-the-show episode... ➡️ Go check out patreon.com/allanapratt for Exclusive content! About Scott Grace:   Scott Grace, who has been described as a cross between John Denver, Robin Williams, and Dr. Seuss, is wanted by the authorities for creating peace, as well as defying the law of gravity with levity. Contact with Scott is likely to be hazardous to your misery, as he has provoked outbreaks of joy in four out of five laboratory humans. It is alleged that Scott's work has so threatened to cut into the sales of anti-depressants that pharmaceutical companies have offered him millions to retire.  Scott gives keynotes using a stolen identity, a.k.a. the Spiritual Dr. Seuss. His feel-good videos on YouTube have infected over 2.5 million people with just four of his Seussian videos. Scott has been known to practice life coaching without a license, eluding the police by working on Zoom. He fancies himself an intuitive channel who smuggles wisdom and guidance over the border from beings he calls spirit guides, who are also not licensed, and who have allegedly not filed a tax return in several lifetimes. As a front, Scott does do various legal, above-board activities. He has written four books, his latest being Mindful Masculinity. Scott also has recorded nine CDs (remember CDs?) of his original music and comedy. He presents as an inspirational guest speaker and singer at churches, non-profits, schools, and corporate events. As an occasional stand-up comedian in the Bay Area, he has shared the stage with Dana Carvey and Robin Williams.  But don't be fooled. His rampage of Song Portraits, custom-made, personalized song gifts that honor people for their birthdays, anniversaries, or for no reason at all, has been killing people softly with their song since 1987. Authorities would very much like your help in apprehending Scott. Try catching him at www.scottsongs.com, on YouTube, or Facebook Website: https://www.scottsongs.com Facebook URL: https://www.facebook.com/scottkgrace/ Instagram URL: https://www.instagram.com/scott.k.grace/ YouTube URL: https://www.youtube.com/@scottgrace Five of my Funniest Personal Growth Songs: https://www.scottsongs.com/gift/     ❤️ Schedule your Intimacy Breakthrough Experience with me today https://allanapratt.com/connect Scholarship Code: READYNOW ❤️ Finding the One is Bullsh*t. Becoming the One is brilliant and beautiful, and ironically, the key to attracting your ideal partner. Move beyond the fear of getting hurt again. Register for the Become the One Introductory Program. https://allanapratt.com/becomeintro Use Code: BTO22 to get over 40% off ❤️ We're thrilled to partner with Magic Mind for this episode. Go to https://magicmind.com/INTIMATECONVERSATIONS40 to avail of exciting offers!  ❤️ Let's stay connected: Exclusive Video Newsletter - https://allanapratt.com/newsletter  Instagram - @allanapratt Facebook - @coachallanapratt

00:00 - 13:50 - He is first joined by John Nolan, the voice of the Indiana Fever, who talks about the Indiana Fever and their loss to the Atlanta Dream last night! They also look ahead to Game 3 between the Pacers and the Thunder! 13:51 - 31:24 - Kevin Bowen from The Fan Morning Show joins JMV as the Game 3 preview continues! JMV and Kevin discuss how the Pacers can take control of the series, how they need to establish the pace of play early, how Tyrese Haliburton has to be dominant and more! 31:25 - 40:40 - Pat Boylan from the Pacers Radio Network, as well as Alex Golden and Mike Facci from Setting The Pace, join JMV ahead of Game 3! They predict what we will see from Tyrese Haliburton this evening, and if they expect the Pacers to retake the series lead! 40:41 - 52:55 - James Boyd both from The Fan Morning Show and The Athletic joins the show live at The Pub! James and JMV talk about how the OKC defense is handling Haliburton, and how he can overcome that. They also discuss the margin for error the Pacers have against a heavily favored opponent. 52:56 - 1:00:05 - The 3rd hour wraps up as Zak Keefer from The Athletic stops by and joins JMV’s and James Boyd! They preview tonight’s matchup, and also discuss the new leadership for the Colts and what that means for guys like Chris Ballard, Shane Steichen and Anthony Richardson. 1:00:06 - 1:14:39 - Chris Denari from Pacers TV joins the show! Chris and JMV reflect on how far the Pacers have come in the last several years, and how exciting of a time it is for the city of Indianapolis! 1:14:40 - 1:30:15 - Josh Chalfant, the man behind the song of the summer, “Yes ‘Cers”, joins and performs his song LIVE on air! Josh and JMV then talk about the inspiration behind the song and how much attention it has gained since it first released! Josh then goes into a rendition of John Denver’s “Country Roads” as the segment closes out! 1:30:16 - 1:47:37 - JMV is joined by Wes Reynolds, who has some insight on betting odds for tonight, as well as Evan Sidery of Forbes and more! Evan, Wes and JMV keep the party rolling with tip off fast approaching! Support the show: https://1075thefan.com/the-ride-with-jmv/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

00:00 – 22:56 – JMV is LIVE at The Pub ahead of Game 3 of the NBA Finals! He is first joined by John Nolan, the voice of the Indiana Fever, who talks about the Indiana Fever and their loss to the Atlanta Dream last night! They also look ahead to Game 3 between the Pacers and the Thunder! 22:57 – 42:04 – Kevin Bowen from The Fan Morning Show joins JMV as the Game 3 preview continues! JMV and Kevin discuss how the Pacers can take control of the series, how they need to establish the pace of play early, how Tyrese Haliburton has to be dominant and more! 42:05 - 45:29 – JMV wraps up the 1st hour of the show! 45:23 – 1:08:44 – Pat Boylan from the Pacers Radio Network, as well as Alex Golden and Mike Facci from Setting The Pace, join JMV ahead of Game 3! They predict what we will see from Tyrese Haliburton this evening, and if they expect the Pacers to retake the series lead! Alex and Facci stick around as they and JMV keep previewing Game 3! 1:08:45 – 1:21:30 – JMV, Alex and Mike all keep things rolling by taking some calls from listeners of the show! 1:21:31 – 1:25:49 – JMV, Alex and Mike wrap up the 2nd hour of the show! 1:25:50 – 1:49:26 – JMV, Alex and Mike continue the show as game time inches closer and closer! 1:49:27 – 2:04:25 – James Boyd both from The Fan Morning Show and The Athletic joins the show live at The Pub! James and JMV talk about how the OKC defense is handling Haliburton, and how he can overcome that. They also discuss the margin for error the Pacers have against a heavily favored opponent. 2:04:26 – 2:12:45 – The 3rd hour wraps up as Zak Keefer from The Athletic stops by and joins JMV’s and James Boyd! They preview tonight’s matchup, and also discuss the new leadership for the Colts and what that means for guys like Chris Ballard, Shane Steichen and Anthony Richardson. 2:12:46 – 2:38:19 – Chris Denari from Pacers TV joins the show! Chris and JMV reflect on how far the Pacers have come in the last several years, and how exciting of a time it is for the city of Indianapolis! Josh Chalfant, the man behind the song of the summer, “Yes ‘Cers”, joins and performs his song LIVE on air! Josh and JMV then talk about the inspiration behind the song and how much attention it has gained since it first released! Josh then goes into a rendition of John Denver’s “Country Roads” as the segment closes out! 2:38:20 – 2:43:26 – Eddie Garrison, producer for Query & Company and for the Pacers, joins the show as we close another hour! 2:43:27 – 3:00:29 – JMV is joined by Wes Reynolds, who has some insight on betting odds for tonight, as well as Evan Sidery of Forbes and more! Evan, Wes and JMV keep the party rolling with tip off fast approaching! 3:00:30 – 3:18:57 – JMV is joined by Jeremiah Johnson of Pacers TV! JJ, JMV and Evan Sidery continue to preview Game 3 of the NBA Finals! 3:18:58 – JMV wraps up the show! Support the show: https://1075thefan.com/the-ride-with-jmv/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

We're celebrating our 10th anniversary all year by digging in the vaults to re-present classic episodes with fresh commentary. Today, we're revisiting our 2017 conversation with Jimmy Webb. ABOUT JIMMY WEBBJimmy Webb emerged as a superstar songwriter and arranger in 1967 when two of his songs – The 5th Dimension's “Up, Up and Away” and Glen Campbell's “By the Time I Get to Phoenix” - were among the five nominees for the Grammy's Song of the Year award. He went on to write a string of major hits for Campbell, including “Wichita Lineman,” “Galveston,” "Where's the Playground Susie,” “Honey Come Back,” and many others. Additionally, he penned “MacArthur Park,” which was a hit for a diverse range of artists, including Richard Harris, Waylon Jennings, Tony Bennett, Andy Williams, and Donna Summer; “The Worst That Could Happen,” which was a Top 5 hit for The Brooklyn Bridge; “Didn't We,” which was recorded by Thelma Houston, Frank Sinatra, Diana Ross, and Barbra Streisand; “All I Know,” which became a Top 10 hit for Art Garfunkel; “The Moon's a Harsh Mistress,” which has been recorded by Joe Cocker, Judy Collins, Linda Ronstadt, and Josh Groban; and “If These Walls Could Speak,” which was recorded by Glen Campbell, Amy Grant, Nanci Griffith, and Shawn Colvin. Others who've covered material from the Jimmy Webb songbook include Diana Ross, Dusty Springfield, Nina Simone, The Four Tops, Roberta Flack, The Temptations, The Association, Tom Jones, Dionne Warwick, Cass Elliot, Harry Nilsson, Nancy Wilson, Cher, Bob Dylan, The Everly Brothers, Nick Cave, John Denver, Kenny Rogers, Sheena Easton, David Crosby, Rosemary Clooney, Michael Feinstein, R.E.M., Aimee Mann, America, Aretha Franklin, Isaac Hayes, Peggy Lee, Bette Midler, James Taylor, Carrie Underwood, Dwight Yoakam, and The Highwaymen (consisting of Johnny Cash, Willie Nelson, Waylon Jennings, and Kris Kristofferson), who took Jimmy's song “Highwayman” to #1, earning him a Grammy for Country Song of the Year. As an artist, he has released more than a dozen albums. One of the most celebrated songwriters on the planet, Jimmy is the only individual to win Grammy awards for music, lyrics, and orchestration. He was inducted into the Songwriters Hall of Fame, the Nashville Songwriters Hall of Fame, and the Great American Songbook Hall of Fame. Additionally, he has received ASCAP's Lifetime Achievement Award, the Influential Songwriter Award from the National Music Publishers Association, and the Academy of Country Music's prestigious Poets Award. In 2015 he was named among Rolling Stone magazine's 100 Greatest Songwriters of All Time. Jimmy's memoir, The Cake and the Rain, details his formative years and early career through 1973. It's available now from St. Martin's Press. 

Hot DateA 7-part series by Member389. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Stories. The tires hissed along the gravel drive as I pulled alongside her Jeep. I walked to the door, bouquet in hand and rang the bell. I took a deep breath, just as the door opened. A pretty girl stood there, dark hair and piercing eyes stared intently at me for a moment. In a flash of an eye a familiar crooked little smile crossed her face."Mom, your hot date is here!" She yelled over her shoulder."Well don't make him stand on the step, let him in!" Summer hollered back. I just started chuckling as Emily opened the door. Emily cracked open the outside door and opened the inside door further."Come on in." She said."Hi Emily, I'm Pete." I said holding out my hand. Already over five feet I could tell she was going to be tall like her mother."Are those for my mom?" She asked nodding at the flowers. I just shook my head."No, they're for you." I said presenting them to her. Her eyes grew wide and her expression got serious for a moment before she took them with a smile."I'll be right out." Came the call from another room. She laughed a bit after saying it. I began to think this was a calculated move.Emily set the flowers down and disappeared head first into a low cupboard coming up with a vase. She filled it with water and put the flowers into it, preening them to get them the way she wanted.Summer came out of a short hallway dressed in jeans and a blue and gray striped sweater. Her hair freshly brushed and a big smile on her face."Hi." She said giving me a quick hug, and more notably a slight push-off after. She noticed the flowers on the counter. "They're beautiful. Thank you."Emily turned and interjected with a grin. "He brought them for me.""Oh he did, did he?" She looked at me, the eyebrows lifting.I gave Summer a slight shrug and a wink. She just gave me a quick eye-roll in return. "Score one for the visiting team." She said, in a low voice."You're the fireman that saved my mom from drowning in the ocean, huh?" Emily asked."Actually we responded to a fall victim that was out on the rocks. If I hadn't braved the wild winds and pounding surf, she might not have made it." I said. "She could have been lobster chow.""Oh lord, the story gets more dramatic with the telling." Summer joined in. "I fell on the rocks, luckily I had a cell signal, and called for help. Pete here was one of the first responders and promptly hauled me back to the sand and brought me to the walk-in clinic to get X-rays. See? Not nearly as dramatic as you two make it sound.""She was laid up for a week after, and I kept an eye on her. I didn't want her to starve because she couldn't feed herself." I added, a wicked glint in my eye."Yes, you can cook, and I certainly didn't want for anything." She gave me a warning look that I should stop before more questions began. "Is your stuff in the car Em?" Emily nodded at her mother. "Grab your jacket, let's go I'm hungry." She said grinning. Emily trotted up the hallway, and Summer stepped closer and we kissed deeply. "Nice job with the flowers you clown." She ran her thumb across my lip wiping away any telltale lip gloss."I do what I can." I grinned, and stepped back a half step before Emily walked back into the kitchen.We left, Emily yelled 'Shotgun!' and her mother quickly squashed that plan, though I graciously got in the back seat and let her have the front. Summer giving me a sidelong look, knowing I was indulging Emily for my own sake."Is this your guitar in the back Emily?" I asked. She turned as far as she could in her seat to reply."Yup, my teacher is going to be there tonight and we're going to play.""That's awesome! What are you going to be playing?""You'll just have to wait and hear." She smiled, a mirror of her mother's impish grin.Summer pulled up beside the fire house and parked between a couple pickup trucks. We walked inside to the din of what sounded like a school cafeteria. The engine sitting outside had made room for folding tables and chairs to be set up in the bay. People were already seated and others milled about talking and laughing."I'm going to find Jen." Emily said, wrestling her guitar case through the crowd.Summer was saying hi to people as we passed through the crowd, but she kept moving like she was on a mission."Dale!" She called out. A large guy turned around, he must have been six and a half feet tall. She wrapped an arm part way around his waist and hugged him. "Come here I've got someone I want you to meet. This is my rescuer, remember when I took that spill a couple summers back. Pete, this is my uncle Dale.""Hi there. Thanks for making sure she didn't end up as fish bait." He said smiling, shaking my hand."Pete is applying to the fire department here, looking to get hired for the new year." She added.Dale's eye turned on me appraising openly. "Looking to move to our neck of the woods are you?"I nodded. "Yes sir." I didn't add anything so that rumors wouldn't begin. The look in his eye got shrewd, and he knew exactly why I was willing to pick up and move a thousand miles away from home. The reason was standing right next to him."Hell don't call me sir, save that for her dad." He said tilting his head towards Summer. "Call me Dale, good luck to you Pete. Now go on and get some food before the kids clean us out." He said smiling. We made our way through the crowd, Summer greeting people as she passed, stopping a few times to introduce me around. We eventually found ourselves in the chow line. Summer insisted on paying for us at the little card table. She mentioned that hurricane Emily might blow through any minute. The lady let her know that Emily had already come through the line.We found a place to sit and eat at one of the tables. People stopped to chat and moved on, the night had a familiar small town feel to it. Before long we could hear the sound of guitars, chords being strummed here and there. People started to grab seats, and there was Emily sitting on the left of another girl and a woman. They were sitting around a music stand and Emily and the other girl were watching the woman point things out on the sheet music. I felt a hand grip my thigh and looked at Summer who was beaming at Emily with a big grin on her face. A few moments later the woman began and the girls joined in playing Van Morrison's Moondance instrumental. My foot began tapping and Summer's grip tightened on my leg as I ran my arm over the back of her chair rubbing her back. She turned to me with the silliest grin. I only hoped she was reminiscing about when I played it for her at the summer festival. They gave way to the Beatles Eleanor Rigby, then played John Denver's Take Me Home, which they sang.Summer leaned in close to my ear and whispered. "Thank you." Before giving me a peck on the cheek. I just wrapped my arm around her and gave her a squeeze and smiled.As the group finished the crowd erupted with applause, the girls grinning ear to ear. The woman spoke up after the noise died down stating that she had room for one more student this year if anybody knew someone looking for lessons.Emily packed her guitar away, and put her chair back with the tables. She made her way back to where we were sitting and got caught up in a bear hug from Summer."Alright, say goodbye to your friends, we need to get going."As we left I hollered shotgun and got front seat privileges on the way back to the house. We chatted on the way back about other songs Emily had learned, and how long she'd been playing. Coincidentally it had been just over a year. Summer pointed out that she was a natural, learning very quickly."We learned Moondance this summer. I figure if mom liked it so much I wanted to learn it.""Your mom likes Van Morrison?" I prodded."She's played his greatest hits until she practically wore out the CD." Emily replied. I just grinned wider. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Summer's expression and nearly bust out laughing as she tried to look aloof, the twinkle in her eye giving her away."Well there are some other great musicians from that era you might like. Maybe I can suggest a few for you to listen to." I said."Do you play too?" She asked surprised."Not guitar. I play saxophone, clarinet, and dabble a little in piano." I said."I can teach you." She said, excited.She didn't begin to know how much I would love that. "That would be awesome.""Not tonight." Summer chimed in. "You need to get ready for your sleep over, and that room of yours looks like a tornado touched down in there." As we entered the house she told Emily that she needed to get it cleaned up. Emily went down the hallway with a few sighs and several eye rolls."Would you like something to drink?" Summer asked, with an unusual look in her eye."Yes, please." I nodded, trying decipher it. She opened the fridge and pulled a wine bottle out and began opening it. Music started playing down the hall as Emily puttered around making more noise than necessary. I turned from looking down the hall to look at Summer. She had stopped opening the wine and I noticed her shoulders trembling slightly. I stepped closer my hand circling her waist."Hey, what's the matter?" I asked softly."I don't know, it all seems to be happening so fast, I feel like I'm waiting for the train to derail. You know? I get the feeling something is going to go wrong and it's all going to blow up in my face." She looked up, her eyes burning intently.I chuckled. "How do you think I felt when I put that note in the mail box and drove back down the mountain to wait and see if you'd respond.""Those were the scariest hours of my life." I added softly, staring down at the wine bottle. "I mean I had no idea if you'd call the cops, or call and tell me it was all a mistake and I should go home, or worse, just throw it away, and me with it."She spun around in my arms and wrapped her arms around my neck kissing me fiercely. "If you think for a moment that it didn't hurt to leave you like that, then you're crazy. I only did what I thought was best.""Ahem?" Came loudly from the hallway door. I tried to release Summer from my grip but she just held tighter and gave me another quick kiss."Better let her get used to it." She whispered, before slowly letting go of me."Ready for inspection." Emily said saluting as she stood at attention.Summer let out a snort. "I bet. How much of it is stuffed under the bed?" She asked as she spun Emily around and pointed her down the hallway giving her a nudge.As I watched them retreat down the hallway I felt a warm glow deep inside me, the feeling enveloped me, eventually making the hair on the back of my neck tingle. There was no other explanation for it, this just felt right. I turned and poured the wine into the glasses, putting the bottle back into the fridge as I listened to muffled conversation and shuffling as the last of the cleaning was directed."Put the basket on the dryer, and I'll ask Pete if he wants to join us for movie night." Summer said. She walked back toward me, a grin on her face before she let out a dramatic sigh and rolled her eyes. "Still a disaster, but you can walk through it now." She smiled. "So, on Friday nights we usually pick a movie to watch. It's sort of a tradition, some mommy and me time. Care to join us?""So long as it's not an intrusion on the mommy and me time." I said grinning back at her."Like I said, she's going to have to get used to you being around. What better way to start.""Well we better find something family friendly, you know, no late night cable." I chuckled.Summer laughed. "No and I'll make sure we don't bore you with princesses and tiaras.""You don't have to change what you'd normally watch on my account." I replied."Well it is nearly Halloween, horror movies have been popular the last few weeks, but they're getting old. What's your favorite?"I shrugged, giving her a non-committal look. "I'm pretty easy going, though ax wielding, chainsaw revving, slasher flicks are a little too much for me. I've decided a while back that I like being able to sleep.""I'm sure we'll find something." She smiled wrapping her arms around my waist."So what's the verdict so far?" I asked softly kissing her ear."Hmm?" She responded, running her lips up my cheek leaving a trail of kisses."Emmy? Am I doing okay?" I prodded her.She let go of my earlobe long enough to whisper. "Oh, you're a shoe in. She asked me if you were my boyfriend, with a huge grin on her face.""Well?" I asked, wondering at her response.She pulled back laying her forehead against mine. I could see the little grin on her face, she bit her lip and said. "I think he just might be if you like him. She nodded like a bobble head doll.""Yes!" I whispered. "Easiest interview ever.""Am I going to walk into a room and find you two sucking face every time?" Emily said, clearly not as exasperated as she tried to sound."Only if I'm lucky." I replied."Go and get everything ready and I'll make the popcorn." Summer said.We sat down on the sofa, I ended up in the middle. "What are we watching?" I asked."You choose." Emily said.I took the controller and thought a moment and keyed in a title to see if it was available, and it was."Ever heard of this one?" I asked as the film poster popped up with a short synopsis.Both shook their heads. "Nope, any good?""Well the book was fantastic, but I've never seen the movie." I hit play, and the credits began. The movie was a hit, the fantasy and magic captured Emily's imagination as she let out occasional exclamations. I chuckled inwardly when I realized I had both of them tucked under each arm. I don't remember when that happened but I certainly wasn't going to complain about it."That was a good movie. I love when he went to find the falling star and found the girl." Emily said."Sort of reminds me of how I found your mom on the beach." I said."Oh please." Summer said, rolling her eyes and giving me a poke in the ribs. Emily broke into a fit of giggles. "Alright you, get ready for bed.""But it's not even ten yet!" Emily shot back."It will be by the time you're done." Her mother replied. "Now scoot, get a move on." Summer uncurled herself and began to stand too. She reached into my lap to pick up the popcorn bowl and I waved her hand away and picked it up standing up too. I set the bowl and glasses on the counter as Emily trudged up the hallway with a sigh. An equal sigh came from Summer as she wrapped her arms around me from behind. I felt her soft warm lips meet the nape of my neck."Thank you." She said."For what?""For everything. You don't think she snuggled up to you just because you had the popcorn, do you.""Well, it was really good popcorn." I smiled. I got another poke in the ribs for my comment."No. She likes you.""She's pretty terrific, like a mini you." I said turning in her arms holding her closer."Mom!"I just began chuckling as Summer buried her head in my neck. "God help us if we're out of toothpaste." She mumbled before giving me a kiss and turning to go find the source of the distress."What babe." She said as she walked down the hallway, and turned into the bath.I washed the wine glasses by hand, returning to the cupboard she'd taken them from earlier. They both came back into the kitchen a few minutes later."Goodnight Pete." Emily said."Sweet dreams pumpkin." I said, not quite sure where that came from. She launched herself at me hugging me like she was holding on for dear life."Thank you for saving my mom." She sniffled. I hugged her back just as tightly and gave her a peck on the top of the head."You're welcome, but I think it was your mom that saved me. Hopefully we'll have time to figure that out.""Take all the time you want." She smiled up at me before she turned and trotted over to her mom, gave her a big hug and kiss and disappeared down the hallway with a parting goodnight.Summer stood across the room from me leaning back against the door jamb, her arms crossed over her chest as she looked side long down the hallway. A few minutes passed before she let out a sigh. "I have got to stop overestimating how smart I think I am."I chuckled at that."Seriously! You know why she called me into the bathroom?" She asked."I'm guessing it wasn't because she was out of toothpaste.""No! She gave me the kind of interrogation I'd expect from my mother! She asked stuff I hadn't even thought of yet." She chuckled nervously. "Is he moving in? Are you two getting married? If he's moving here, what does his family think of that. Does he know you can't have more kids? That last one threw me, not because I had thought of it when you and I spoke the other day, but that she thought of it!"I walked over to Summer and leaned down and kissed her softly. "Well, I've added another piece to the puzzle, she's just trying to figure out how it's going to fit.""She wanted to know if you were staying the night." Summer said glancing down the hall. "Damn she grew up fast."I laughed at that. "Yea they have a way of doing that while you're not watching them. What did you tell her?"She sighed again. "I told her that you were going home for a couple months to finish out your year at work and that you'd be coming back after Christmas. You'd be getting your own place, and that we hadn't planned anything beyond that!" Her eyes were wide like she'd just gotten the third degree."Come here." I gathered her close and she uncrossed her arms and held on to me. "You're right on the money, everything you said was perfect. I mean hell, I'm not even sure I'm marriage material.She leaned back and looked me in the eye. "You're kidding right?""Yup, actually I'm a hell of a catch. You should be lucky to have me." I grinned."I am a lucky girl. I should pick up a lottery ticket." She smiled back at me.We sat down on the sofa, Summer leaned on me. "Sorry if all this seems a little strange, it's just that she's the most important thing in my life and I don't want to grow old knowing that I screwed her up before I turned her loose on the world.""I've only known her a few hours and I'd say that you're doing a hell of a job. She's smart, funny, warm, and just a bit sarcastic so she doesn't take life too seriously. All of which proves that you're doing a great job." I replied."How are my panties still on?" She grinned throwing a leg over my lap, straddling me while we kissed."These jeans don't want to let go of your incredible ass so they can escape." I said grasping her pulling her down onto my lap to feel the effect she was having on me. She twisted my shoulders slightly and pushed me flat on the couch."How do you do it? You make me feel loved and cared for like I've never felt before. I mean you even did it when I first met you, and you were just a, a kid.""Well since I feel pretty much the same I think it comes from the fact that I love you, no ifs, ands or buts." As I finished, I gave her ass a firm squeeze through her jeans. "Okay, maybe one ass." I added pulling her up slightly, resting her on my hip. We kissed slowly, hands roaming where ever they would. I kissed my way down from her ear to her throat and felt her melt into me. She let out a soft moan. She responded by unbuttoning my shirt and sliding her hand inside. I had her sweater pushed halfway up her back."Seriously, you two need to get a room." Emily said, from the kitchen doorway.I started giggling like a teenager, Summer tried hard not to join in. "Go to bed!" She said before burying her face into my shoulder in fits of laughter."If he gives you a hickey, you'd better wear a turtleneck when Jesse and her mom come tomorrow." She said retreating down the hallway. "I don't want to have to explain that!""It's been a while, come here." I said leaning down and nuzzling her neck."Ah! Don't you dare!" She said pulling back."I can't be held responsible for what I may do." I growled into her neck, and gave her a little kiss and lick. "If I don't get going soon I'll be making you breakfast in the morning.""Scrambled, toast, sausage and coffee regular." She said before slipping her tongue into my mouth."What? No juice?" I asked, after coming up for air."All out, need to pick some up at the store." She licked my lower lip before dipping into my mouth once again. Her thigh was rubbing between my legs, stroking my cock. It's a wonder it hadn't torn through my jeans."Any bacon?" I said sliding her sweater over her head and unclasping her bra.She let out a soft moan as I began stroking her freed breast, thumbing the nipple into a similar state as my cock."I don't think so, no." She said as she kissed down my chest pushing the t-shirt up and taking my nipple into her mouth. I was sure that the jeans didn't have much time left. In an effort to prove my point, Summer slid her hand down and stroked the bulge. I had to stop her."I think we need to take this to the bedroom before Emmy finds us sprawled here naked in the morning.""Good idea." She said gasping. She stood up her neck and chest flushed pink, eyes bright and hair wild. She grabbed her clothes and reached down to grab my hand and pull me up, hauling me off the couch with more strength than I expected nearly causing me to knock her over. "Come on." She tugged me along into her bedroom, and turned on a small bedside lamp. She turned and kissed me again, while doing her best to tear my shirt off. I assisted in getting both off. Both arms wrapped around my neck, the heat of her pressed against my chest was intense. I reached between us and fought her jeans to let her free. She brought her hands down steadying mine and the button came free, the zipper went down swiftly as I ran my hands around behind her pushing them down over her ass. She pushed away and began tearing at my belt and jeans to get them off. We finally freed ourselves of our clothing, Summer reaching for my cock, stroking it softly. It was nearly torture."Think with that head not this one before you answer. Have you had unprotected sex with anyone besides me." She looked up at me asked, her eyes wide with expectation."No, I haven't. I had a good teacher." I said. Her grip tightened and her face lit with a little smirk. She snatched a throw pillow off the bed and dropped at my feet before kneeling down and laving my cock with her tongue. She took me into her mouth and began sliding more of me into her mouth with each stroke. She began massaging my balls while her rhythm increased. "Oh God, slow down I can't hold out much longer." That seemed to spur her on as the pace increased bringing me to the edge before she pulled back with just the tip in her mouth, she reached up and began massaging me behind my balls causing my immediate orgasm. The contractions lessened as Summer took it all in, swallowing quickly. I was nearly spent and ready to collapse when she started in again. She worked my cock deep into her mouth again, her efforts to keep me hard weren't wasted, and I was ready for more.She backed off and licked her way from base to tip. "There now that we have that out of the way, we can put this where it belongs." She stood and turned to pull down the covers and I scooped her up and set her on the bed, turning her so her legs were dangling off the edge. I punted the pillow so it was right in front of her and knelt down. She let out a soft moan as she wrapped her legs around my neck pulling me down to pleasure her.She was already soaked, the heat pouring off her body was intense. I teased and licked her swollen lips, her hips began to sway trying to make me hit a certain spot. I danced around her clit, gently lifting the hood with the tip of my tongue and retreating. Soon she had handfuls of my hair in her grip, pulling my face into her harder. "Stop teasing!" She said through gritted teeth. Her wish was my command. I pushed two fingers into her easily as I pulled back the hood and began sucking and licking her clit. Her body tensed as she arched her back and let out a yelp. Before she could make any more noise she'd grabbed a pillow and covered her face with it as she climaxed. She slowly relaxed and I cleaned up the incredible mess I'd just made of her. She pulled the pillow off and began gulping air as if she had been drowning. As she caught her breath she picked her head up and looked down at me. "You look like a kitten that's just finished an entire bowl of cream." She said grinning.I smacked my lips. "Surely not the entire bowl." I replied as I stood up and lifted her, turning her gently on the bed so she was laying comfortably in the center. I slid in next to her, she scooted over slightly and rolled up onto her side to make room. She leaned over and kissed me softly, still breathing hard."You're going to be the death of me.""Yea, but what a way to go." I smiled up at her and kissed her again. She began softly stroking my still hard cock."All tuckered out?" She asked.Without warning I rolled her onto her back, parted her thighs and sank deep into her. "Not at all. I was just letting you catch your breath."She wrapped her legs around me, lifting herself to meet each deep thrust. Our tongues began a slow tango as her hands roamed up and down my body."I can't even describe how incredible this feels." She gasped.I slipped my arm around her waist and lifted her from the mattress, pushing a pillow under her ass. The slight shift in angle had my cock sliding along her upper wall."Oh, oh, oh yes!" She cried, as I deliberately slowed down and pushed harder with each thrust. Her grip on me was getting to be too much, and I wasn't going to last much longer as I pumped away. She slid her hand down between us and began stroking her clit with quick fingers. It took only a moment before she started shaking, her legs clamping down and drawing me in as much as she could. Her walls contracting to milk me of every ounce I had to give. At that point I just leaned forward and erupted. Inhuman sounds escaped from deep in my throat. A long low guttural moan escaped Summer as she arched her back rising up to me. A few deep gasps and she collapsed back to the mattress, and I followed her, our mouths met, our tongues danced lightly as we tried to catch our breath. I slid to the side, breaking free of her lips for a moment and turned off the lamp.I woke early, pulled on my jeans and t-shirt quietly and made my way to the bathroom for a little relief. I walked out of the bathroom door to find Emily standing in what I guessed was her bedroom door. She rubbed her eye and just looked at me for a moment."Hi." She said softly.I stood there unsure of just what to say. "Hi." I replied nervously. The pause began to get uncomfortable."Are you done, can I get in there now?" She nodded towards the bathroom."Oh sure." I stepped aside quickly and she plodded her way in closing the door quietly. I closed my eyes taking a deep breath. I walked back down the hall into the kitchen and noted it was about my normal wake up time. So I scouted for coffee. Emily padded into the kitchen in her sweats and socks."What are you looking for?" She asked noting that I was peeking into different cupboards in search of the coffee."Coffee first, then I was going to make breakfast, if you want." I said."Can I help?" She asked. I just smiled and nodded. She pointed at a canister on the counter and smiled back. I opened it to find the coffee."How about we make something special?" I opened the fridge and rummaged and found the eggs and sausage Summer had mentioned. I found some veggies in the drawer and pulled those out too. My real find was a box of ready pie crusts. I detailed my plans with Emily and after extensive prep work of dicing and browning we placed a sausage and pepper quiche into the oven."Corn flakes are for chumps." She said looking at the door and smiled at me."Can you set the table while I wake up your mom?" I asked.She nodded. "I'd bring coffee and lead with that. She can be grouchy in the morning."I chuckled and poured a cup, topped it with a splash of milk and spoonful of sugar. I opened the door slowly and walked to the bed. Summer was curled up, her hair a golden splash across the pillow, her expression was strained."Don't try to fool me, that grin is a dead giveaway that you're not asleep." I said as she broke into a full smile and opened her soft blue eyes."Good morning.""Good morning pretty lady." I said as I set the coffee on the nightstand and leaned down to kiss her."If you don't mind, I've had to go to the bathroom for the last twenty minutes, but I didn't want to barge in on your bonding session." She slipped out of bed and grabbed a robe from the closet door and wrapped herself up and darted out of the room, leaving me chuckling. She didn't come right back and I was wondering what might be going on in the kitchen. I reached for the coffee cup as she walked back into the room shaking her head."What?" I asked.She just grinned at me. "Oh nothing, you know that old saying 'out of the mouths of babes'? Well mine just asked why you were spending money on a motel when you could stay here." Summer just looked up and laughed and shook her head again. "She's right though. If she took this as well as it seems then why don't you check out and come up here for the rest of your stay?"I just smiled. "I wouldn't want to intrude.""Intrude my ass. All you've done since you've been here is make life better." She walked over and sat next to me on the bed and kissed me. "The invitation is sincere, from both of us. Oh and you're timer is nearly up on the stove." My eyes went wide as kissed her and trotted out of the room to save breakfast.Em started giggling as she saw me jog into the kitchen to look at the stove. The timer still had seven minutes to go. I squinted at her. "Gonna be like that is it?" She burst into a bigger fit of giggles."You were right mom, he fell for it!" She yelled.A few minutes later Summer walked in wearing her college sweats and a long sleeve t-shirt, grinning ear to ear."I'd nearly forgotten that you're a gourmet chef, besides a fireman. What have you done with breakfast?" She asked."It's in the oven. It'll just be a few more minutes. Do you have any tomato sauce?" I asked."There's some in the pantry there I think." She said as she topped her coffee off.I found it and opened it up, pouring some into a bowl to warm up in the microwave. She looked at me sidelong not sure what to make of what I was doing."Okay shortcake, let's do this restaurant style, why don't we make a little assembly line here on the counter. Plates here, we need the spinach from the fridge, the bowl of sauce here, and do you have something to set the main course on?" She dug in a drawer and found a large pot holder and set it on the counter. As if on cue the timer went off. I checked in on it, and it was done. I slid it out and set it on the counter."That smells fantastic. You found that in my fridge?" She chuckled."The only special ingredient is imagination." I said as I winked at Emily who smiled and nodded. "Okay, so here's how we do it, do you know what the flag of Italy looks like?" Emily shook her head no. I sighed and rolled my eyes. "What are they teaching you kids in school these days? We're going to make the plates look like the Italian flag, green, white and red. So spinach on the side, then we're going to put a slice of the quiche in the middle for the white, and then a little sauce on the side for the red. Got it?""Yup." She took the first plate and piled a handful of the spinach on one side while I sliced the quiche, and set a slice just on the edge of the spinach."Okay, here's where we get all fancy." I whispered. "We take a little sauce and we make a little pool on this side. Don't tell anybody about this trick, everybody will be doing it." I said winking at her. Emily just rolled her eyes at me, the grin never leaving her face. "Two more like this and we have breakfast!"Emily made the other plates herself and set them on the table."A little more caffe for a me, we'll warm up Mama's, and for the signorina, the juice of one cow." I said pouring her a glass of milk. "Finito!"Summer started clapping, and I took a bow, and caught Emily out of the corner of my eye joining me. We sat down and began eating."Italy tastes really good." Emily said around a mouthful. Everybody nodded as we ate."Oh, did you tell her?" I said leaning over asking Em. She just looked at me wide-eyed. "Well the deal usually goes, the cook doesn't do the dishes." I said winking. Emily grinned and looked at her mother who in turn gave her a gimlet eye."So that was the deal? Why wasn't I given a vote in this plan?" She said.Emily replied with a shrug. "You were asleep." It was my turn to chuckle."That'll teach you to sleep in." I said. She gave me the same gimlet eye with a smile thrown in.When she finished Emily cleaned up after herself and put away the milk and the rest of the cold food without being asked. I looked at Summer who had a smug look on her face as she popped the last bite into her mouth."I'm going to get my stuff ready to go to Jesse's." Emily said as she headed for the hallway.Summer let out a quick, authoritative, "Hey," and raised an eyebrow at her, then looked at me and back. Emily rolled her eyes just like her mother and came back."Thank you for making breakfast..." she stumbled unsure what to call me.My eyes went wide. "Just call me Pete, and I should be thanking you for your artful assistance."She beamed and turned and took off up the hallway. I just watched her grinning as I sipped the dregs of my coffee. Music floated down the hallway a few seconds later as I pondered just how things had unfolded since I'd gotten here. I must have been lost in thought for a few minutes."Penny?" Summer asked, startling me out of my reflection."Sorry, I was just thinking how scared I was that this whole trip was a bad idea, and how everything has gone so right. I'm still worried that something bad is going to happen to screw it up. You know, like waking up and finding that I'm dreaming this."She ran her instep up my leg. "Don't go looking for trouble, it'll find you all by itself in time.""So what do you have planned for me tonight?" She asked."Oh a little dinner, maybe a show after." I grinned. "You have something nice to wear? No jeans, reservations are for seven o'clock." I said with a wink."I'll see what I can manage." She rolled her eyes."I can't wait." I said, the excitement in my voice coming through, bringing a smile to Summer's face."What's next for you today?" She asked."Let's see, I need to run back to my motel, pack and check out, stop by the dry cleaners, a couple errands. Most of all I want to start with a long hot shower." I said giving her a wink."That last one sounds good." Summer's eyes wandered to the hallway and back, and her expression changed, turning apprehensive as she crossed her arms over her chest."What's the matter?" I said as I took her arms and uncrossed them putting them on my hips."I don't know, it just feels weird. I feel like I've got to sneak around to have a life of my own."I laughed at that. "If we didn't scare her last night then I think she'll be fine. You just need," I paused and corrected myself, "We just need to be straight up honest with her. Show her that she's not being cut out of your life, but I'm joining both of yours, with any luck for a long time.""You'd better be planning on a long time. I'm not a love 'em and leave 'em kind of girl."I just raised an eyebrow at her for a moment, and she turned bright red and looked down."Okay there was that one time, but..." She began but I cut her off with a kiss."Mom, when you come up for air can you help me find my blue sweater?" Emily said as she walked into the kitchen.We both busted out laughing. "Yes dear. I am ever your willing servant." Summer replied rolling her eyes up at me and gave me another quick peck."Go get your stuff and get back here safe." She added as she made her way down the hallway.I got dressed and got ready to leave and wandered up the hall rapping on the door jamb before peeking around the corner of the door."I'll see you ladies in a little while." I said smiling."Hurry back, I want you to meet my friend Jesse when she gets here. She's really cool.""I'll do my best." I replied.To be continued in part 6, by Member389 for Literotica

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Summer Arrives on the Atlantic Coast of Maine, in time for his first time.A 7-part series by Member389. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Stories. I was finally glad to be out of school. My buddy Jeff got out last year. He went off and joined the military and left our little town. I figured I'd work the summer here and see what was what after the tourists left. It was still early yet, they hadn't started arriving yet, clogging the roads with their luxury cars, acting as if they owned the place. Truth be told, they did. If it weren't for them, the rest of us wouldn't have a living. Fishing wasn't cutting it anymore, and the old quarries down coast were barely running now. Luckily we had the tourists.I walked down into the village near the docks, and popped into the little corner store."Hey Peter." I heard as I walked in. Paula nodded at me and smiled. She and her husband ran this little place, and did well by the locals and tourists alike. I waved and smiled at her as I headed to the back and grabbed a soda from the cooler."You headed over to see Davy about work?" She asked."Yea, I figure I gotta do something before mom tosses me out of the house." I chuckled."Would you do me a favor? Chip is out on a delivery and we're short-handed. Is there any chance you could make a delivery for me, it's on your way. The lady has an account so you don't need to collect any money. It's just, I heard she twisted her ankle on the beach and I told her that if she needed anything to call us and I'd get it over to her.""Sure, where is it going?" I said.She handed me two canvas sacks from the cooler, and gave me the address. It was just a couple blocks over from where I was headed. Paula refused to let me pay for my soda before leaving. I walked the few blocks turning up onto the driveway that led to a house facing the water. I walked around the house looking for the kitchen door. As I turned the corner I saw a woman lying on a towel on the lawn. She lay there basking in the morning sun completely naked. A small pile of fabric beside her looked like a swimsuit she may have been wearing. I stopped and looked around, the spot was well sheltered on the curve in the road. Her long blonde hair trailed out above her on her towel, her arms down at her sides, her deep pink nipples pointing up to the sun. Her stomach was flat and a little glint of something shiny hinted at a belly button ring. From this distance I couldn't be sure. A small strip of hair dipped down between her thighs. Her legs were long toned and pale, but getting red. She had just started tanning by the color she'd turned already. She was going to look like a freshly boiled lobster in a very short time.I realized she hadn't heard or seen me, so I turned and cleared my throat loudly. I looked over my shoulder, and she hadn't moved. I decided I'd just put the groceries in the house for her. I set the bags on the kitchen table and peeked to make sure nothing needed to be put in the icebox. Thankfully I did or the cold stuff would have spoiled. I put them away and left the rest. I walked towards the back door again and looked out the screen at her. She was beautiful, like she'd just stepped out of a magazine centerfold. She still hadn't moved, and it wouldn't be long before she burned badly. So I took it upon myself to rescue her, that's just the kind of guy I am. I opened the back door and pushed it open as far as possible and let it swing shut. The loud rap of the wood on the frame did the trick. She jumped, then the realization that somebody was near and she was naked came on her and she rolled onto the grass pulling the towel over her covering up. I saw why she hadn't heard me as an earbud fell out onto the grass.She peeked over the top of her big sunglasses, and in an accent I hadn't heard around here, she asked. "Can I help you?" The scolding tone of her voice saying that she didn't appreciate being peeked at while she was sunbathing.I scrunched up my face. "Where are you from?" I asked, curious about her accent."Right here buster, I'm renting this place. Where in hell did you come from?" She replied."Oh! Paula down at the market asked me to deliver your groceries. They were shorthanded and I was headed this way."She just stared at me for a moment, and I returned the stare taking in the scene with a dumb-founded look."Would you be a gentleman and please turn around?" She said a little testily. I did as she asked. Unfortunately for her I'd turned and was looking directly at her reflection in the kitchen window. She stood up cursing quietly, putting her weight on one foot, and wrapped the towel around her and tucked it in above her breasts. She was tall, and though her breasts weren't large they were nicely shaped, and red. The little stripe of hair ended neatly where I thought. The towel was just long enough to cover her modestly. She hobbled over to the little pile of cloth and swept up her bikini and started hobbling towards the house like a wounded animal. She passed me and got to the step and hobbled up the half step, and opened the door using it for stability and hopped up the step into the kitchen.She hobbled back to the screen door and said. "Well come on in."I walked over and stepped into the kitchen. She was sitting down on one of the chairs one leg splayed out in front of her the other tucked under the chair. The smooth skin was kissed with a flush of pink. I knew she was going to regret falling asleep out there later, but I'm glad I happened to wake her up so she didn't get severely burned. She was fumbling with her towel to keep it up, and digging through a big pocket book."Paula said that you have an account." I held up my hand. "I'm not going back to the store anyhow."She peeked up at me from her purse through a tangle of long blonde hair. "Thank you, but I was going to give you something for the trouble. She mentioned that you wouldn't be here until afternoon because it was busy today." A pink nipple peaked over the top of the polka dot beach towel. She caught me staring. "Though it could be surmised that you already got your tip." She said an eyebrow going up, and a small grin turning the corners of her mouth up. She shook her head as she pulled the towel back into place and tossed the purse onto the table. She held her arm out straight with a folded bill in it. I just shook my head once and waved it off."Thanks, but you don't need to do that." I said."Don't make me get up, my ankle hurts like hell, and I'm in no shape to use it to kick your ass for being a peeping tom." She replied grinning. She waved the money again. I shrugged and took it slipped into my jeans pocket. I was hoping she hadn't noticed they were tighter in front than a moment before."Thanks." I nodded."No, thank you Chip, I would have come into town to get them later but she insisted on having you deliver them."I smiled. "I'm not Chip. He was doing another delivery. I'm Pete.""Nice to meet you." She said holding out a hand. "I'm Summer."I shook her hand. She had a firm grip and didn't let up until I did. I just stood there for a moment looking at her. She had mesmerizing blue eyes and a crooked little smile. I realized I was staring when her brow went up. I felt myself blush."Are you thirsty? I could use something cold." Summer asked. I nodded."If you don't mind, there's a pitcher of iced tea in the fridge. I'm going to go put something on besides a towel.""Not on my account I hope?" Why not, I figured, she seemed to have a sense of humor about getting caught. I smiled over my shoulder at her as I reached for the cupboard door. She laughed aloud at that.She stood again, wobbling, and took her bikini in hand and walked towards the living room and gasped grabbing for the door jamb. In the process the towel let go and she stood there grasping the towel in one hand the door in the other. Her long smooth back tapered to a narrow waist and flared back out to beautifully curved hips. On her back was a pretty sunflower tattoo with vines around it. There looked to be a figure in the center of it."Oh to hell with it. I don't think I've got anything left to hide at this point." She muttered and hobbled out of the room. I opened up the freezer and got a tray of ice out, and filled the glasses. I heard her fumbling around a bit and she started to hobble back out. She'd pulled a light blue flowered sundress on, and taken a minute to brush out her hair. She hobbled over to an easy chair in the living room and sat down. "Would you be a doll and bring that in here?"I walked into the living room and she was gingerly setting her foot on the coffee table. I handed her a glass and set the other down. I took the towel she'd tossed on the sofa and folded it up into a little bundle and went to take her leg. I stopped myself and looked up at her, from under fallen bangs."May I?" I asked. She held her glass with both hands, licking tea from her upper lip, and nodded. I lifted her calf, the skin smooth and warm in my hand, and slipped the folded towel under her ankle to pad it from the table. I set it down carefully and she let out a sigh. I sat down on the sofa and took up my glass. I was looking into the glass at the ice cubes floating around. I set it back down and went to the kitchen, found a plastic bag and filled it with the rest of the ice. I looked down at her, she sat there wide eyed as I reached to carefully set it on her ankle."Thank you," She said softly, with a smile "again.""You slammed the door on purpose didn't you?" She asked."Well you were beginning to look like a lobster out there, fresh from the pot. I wasn't sure if you were asleep and I didn't want you to burn, or worse." I said.She smiled. "Thank you." She said, and after a moment she added, "West Virginia.""Rockport here, welcome to Maine." I toasted her with my tea, and we clinked glasses. Neither of us said anything we just sat there enjoying our tea."You said this was on your way? Where were you going?" Summer asked."I was headed down to Davy's marina down the road." I said. Then pointed. "If you go down Sea Road and bear right. He runs a couple of boats for fishing, sightseeing and whale watching. I was going to see if he needed any help this summer."She nodded, and looked down at her ankle. Water running down her leg from the condensation on the bag."If he doesn't give you a job on a boat, you might want to consider going to medical school." She chuckled. "You're a quick thinker and have a gentle touch. I don't mean to keep you from where you were headed but since this is really feeling like hell." She pointed at her foot. "I was wondering if you could do me another favor before you leave.""Sure, what else do you need, lunch?" I asked.She laughed. "Well that would be nice, but I was just going to ask you to go into the bathroom and grab the ace bandage that's rolled up on the counter and the bottle of pain killers for me. I want to get this wrapped again, now that I'm not worried I'll look like a cat with one white paw."I set my glass down, and went to the bath and found the items. I found a bottle of sunburn lotion on the counter and brought that too."I see you came prepared to burn." I looked at the bottle."Well when you're as white as I am, it happens often, especially this early in the season." Summer said as she reached up for the items. She reached down and took the ice off, and dried her foot off on the towel. She crossed her legs, her dress riding up high as she reached to start unrolling the bandage.I laughed. "That looks more awkward than a lobster trying to climb a tree." I reached out for the bandage and took it from her. "Let me show you how it's done." I sat on the edge of the coffee table and laid her leg across mine. I wrapped her ankle neatly slipping the clips on at the end with a flourish. I looked at her toes peeking up, the nails a sparkly pink color. A small throat clear broke me out of my reverie, only to notice that I'd been absently stroking her shin and calf. I snatched my hand away, and felt my face turn bright red again. I looked down at the rug and apologized."For what? Doing a better job than I would wrapping my ankle? Or maybe the lame lobster jokes." She flipped a hand at me and took the bottle and popped it open. She poured out her dose and knocked them back with a swallow of her tea."I should take these with food." She took her foot off my lap and set it gingerly on the floor, grabbing the arms of the chair preparing to get up."Whoa! Where are you going?" I asked."I was going to go see what was in those bags to eat." She said."Sit down. I'll get you something." I answered quickly.She rolled her eyes at me. "You've done far more than you should have for a tired, broken down old lady." She rolled forward again, and I put my hand on her shoulder to keep her balance back."I'll get it." I said firmly. "What would you like?""You are too sweet." She said, relaxing back into the chair. "What did you bring?"I went into the kitchen to rummage through the bags. Given a little creativity and a few minutes time I whipped up a sandwich and chips. I peeked around the door jamb to ask if she wanted mustard or mayo on her turkey. The sight that greeted me stopped me in my tracks. Summer had sat forward on the chair, and slipped the straps off the sundress pushing it down to her waist. She sat there slowly rubbing in the sunburn cream into her skin. She finished her arms and began working on her chest rubbing slowly giving each nipple a pinch and tug. My jeans felt about ready to explode at the sight of her. I popped my head back around the door and called out asking my question. She replied, mustard. I responded that it was ready then, to give her time to cover up.I walked into the room with the plate in front of me and the bag of chips dangling beneath to try and hide my arousal. I sat quickly as I handed her the plate, hoping I'd covered myself well enough."Ooh thanks!" She said setting the plate down and reaching for half the sandwich. She just stopped and looked at me. "You didn't make one for yourself?" I shook my head. "Here," she handed me the other half, "I hate eating alone."I shrugged and took the other half, and we ate quietly. I asked her how she twisted her ankle. Exploring wet rocks on the outbound tide, she'd slipped and thought she'd broken it. She had gotten an X-ray and it was only a bad sprain."Ironic. I ended up having to postpone starting work at the very hospital that I was going to be starting at next week." She said."Oh? You a doctor?" I asked."RN, and I was serious earlier, you have a gentle touch, and you wrap a mean ankle." She followed with a smile."Sports." I said by way of explanation. She nodded.She opened her mouth laying a chip on her tongue and took it in whole giving it a crunch. I didn't know why, but she fascinated me on an entirely new level. I'd seen naked girls before, well in magazines and movies, anyway. Here sat a woman who, unlike those from around here, wasn't scandalized by having her body admired. This isn't the end of the world, but not far from it."How old are you Pete." She asked. I told her the truth, that I was nineteen, and I'd just graduated last month. She offered me the chips, and I took a few."What are your plans from here?" She asked."I honestly don't know. I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up." I said chuckling.She set the chips aside and wiped her hands on the towel. She took up the bottle of cream and popped the cap up. She nonchalantly pulled up the hem on her dress to a nearly indecent level and leaned forward and began rubbing the cream into her leg. She continued to ask me about the area, what there was to do after school got out. She worked her hand further up her thigh, the warm pink flesh supple under her fingers. She pulled back again, the hem of the dress slid up, and a peek of pink lace appeared. She asked if I had a girlfriend. Which made me pause. She started on the other leg working from the ankle up to the knee. She stopped and looked at me when I didn't reply."No?" She asked, no doubt noticing that I'd been watching every movement she made.I just shook my head looking down at the floor. "No. I've gone out a few times, but never really had a girlfriend."She looked down her leg again, massaging her up her thigh slowly. Watching her was not helping the situation in my jeans one bit."That's too bad. Seems an awful waste of resources if you ask me." She smirked."Huh?" I said looking up at her with a quizzical look.She bit her lower lip and looked me in the eye for a moment, then down at my lap, and nodded.I must have turned deep red, she looked up at me and smiled, then busted out laughing."Oh my God! You're as innocent as the day you were born, aren't you?" She asked grinning ear to ear.I stammered."Oh hell." She waved her hand. "Don't be embarrassed hon. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get you a hard time." She reached over and gave my wrist a quick squeeze. The feel of her warm hand sent a shock up my arm. She leaned back in the chair, not bothering to adjust her dress. The little pink lace peeking out kept drawing my eye. I could feel her eyes studying me as I tried not to look.She started softly. "Am I the first woman you've ever seen naked?" She followed with, "in person?"I cleared my throat. "Well, that close, yea." I said softly. "Last summer, my friend and I found a cove where some girls go to tan in the summer, but we stay well back. They mostly only took their tops off. Jeff had binoculars." I felt my ears turn red.Summer smiled again biting her lip. "So, the peeping tom thing isn't new." She giggled. She was enjoying teasing me. A moment of silence passed while I looked anywhere but at her. "Stand up Pete, and come here." I looked at her and did as she asked. She slowly reached up, and tugged the straps of her dress to the side, and looped her arms up through, pushing it down her torso. Her breasts popped free, the cherry red nipples stiff in the cool breeze coming through the house. She looked up at me from under a lock of hair, still biting her lip. Time seemed to stop, and I wasn't sure what to do next, but instinct pushed me to reach out and cup her breast. It was warm and soft in my hand, and I stroked it gently. I reached up with my thumb and rubbed the nipple. A sigh as she inhaled deeply, her eyes were closed while I explored. I rolled it between my thumb and finger it was as hard as a pencil eraser."That feels nice." She said softly. I stroked the curve up to her chest, and back down between them following it around.Time started again when I jumped back startled. I hadn't expected it when her hand reached up and pressed against the front of my jeans."Oh!" She giggled. "I didn't mean to scare you. I just thought you might enjoy a little rub too." She nodded at my jeans. "Let me see it."I went wide eyed like a deer in caught in headlights."Come on. It's only fair, you saw mine." She urged. Her hand slid down raising the hem of her dress showing off the pink lace panties with black lace trim. She circled the front with her finger, pressing as she did. She reached over and took the last swallow of her tea and caught an ice cube from the glass. Swirling it around her mouth. She opened her mouth showing me that she was rolling the cube around with her tongue.Without conscious thought my hands reached for my zipper to release the pressure built up behind it. I pulled it down as she watched intently. I unbuttoned the fly of my boxers and the pressure was gone as my hard cock pushed its way out seeking relief.Summer made an approving sound deep in her throat at the sight of it. "Ooh that's nice." The ice cube clicked on her teeth and she crushed it quickly, chewing the bits of ice. She looked up at me and made a come hither motion with her free hand, the other still working on the pink lace. I stepped forward as if she were drawing me towards her with an invisible tether. She reached up slowly this time and took me gently into her hand. Stroking the shaft and rubbing the tip with her thumb. I gasped, my breath coming in short panting breaths. "That's it, easy now." She said in a soothing voice, as if calming a frantic animal. "You aren't going to last very long."My body was humming like a taut wire as she gently stroked me. In a move that surprised me, she leaned forward and took me into her mouth. The cold sensation from her chewing the ice nearly pushed me over the top. I gasped. She licked my cock like a kid with an ice cream cone, her icy tongue dragging away at me. I knew I was about to cum, and she did too. She stepped up the pace of her licking, and took me into her mouth once more sliding down further until I lost it. I felt my hips jerk forward and she put her hand on my thigh to keep me from choking her. I grabbed for the first thing at hand, and it happened to be the back of her head, and I erupted. My body stiffened as I gasped for air. I felt as if she was drawing me inside out. I exploded in her mouth, her tongue cleaning up the mess I'd made."Is that the first time a girl has done that to you?" She asked softly, lapping my still hard cock. I nodded between gasping breaths."You poor thing. Have you ever thought of what it would be like to lick a girl down there?" She asked innocently. I looked down to find her fingers had slipped into the panties and were making deep circular motions. I had to think, because if I hadn't before now, I certainly was beginning to. She kept darting her tongue out, giving me soft licks and quick flicks with her tongue and thought I could do that.She stood up awkwardly not putting her weight on her bad ankle, and reached up beneath her sundress tugging at the fabric. Soon her panties were around her knees. She turned and tossed the towel onto the chair and spread it out."Oh screw it." She said pushed down the fabric of her sundress as it slid over her hips. She sat down pushing her dress and panties off and tossed them on the couch. She leaned back on the chair as I watched her chest rise and fall with her slow deep breathing. My eyes followed down her taut stomach, a small silver heart dangled from her belly button on a chain. My eyes scanned further down and found the top of her little narrow strip, the soft tuft of dark blonde hair leading to deep pink lips. I stood there with my mouth hanging open as she set her leg back up on the coffee table, opening up a little more for me. I licked my dry lips, which must have been a sign."That's what I like to see. A willing student." She smiled and winked at me. "Grab a pillow and kneel down. I'll give you a quick lesson on the special anatomy of a girl." She chuckled. I did as she asked and knelt before her. She proceeded to point out the highlights softly, in an encouraging voice. Explaining how best to please a woman down there.I leaned forward, my nose filling with the scent of her. I reached forward licking upward between her spread fingers. She let out a deep sigh and I began licking and nibbling. I tilted my head up and began swirling her clit with my tongue like she'd done to my cock. She threw her head back and her jaw dropped as a low moan escaped her lips.She panted quickly. "Slip your finger inside me, and make a come here motion." She mimed it with one finger.I did as she asked, slipping my middle finger into her as far as I could. It was wet, and warm and I could feel her tighten down on me. I started off slowly stroking in and out of her, then remembered how she'd shown me and I rubbed up and forward and back again. I had forgotten what I was doing and noticed she'd reached down to start stroking her clit with incredible speed. I leaned down putting my tongue to it again, and began flicking it with my tongue as fast as I could. Summer arched up off the chair and began yelling, 'Oh my God.' She stayed that way for nearly a minute before collapsing back into the chair gasping for air. My hand was soaked with her juices. I wasn't sure, but I figured I'd done well. I used the corner of the towel to wipe my hand. I looked at her swollen, wet and deep pink lips and just leaned forward and began lapping up the mess she'd made, slowly with the tip of my tongue. She inhaled sharply and her legs came together quickly."Easy there." She said pushing my head away gently. "It's very sensitive after." She released the grip she had of my hair and ran her fingers through it. She was just looking at me smiling while I licked my lips."So how did I do teach?" I asked.She chuckled. "I'd say you did pretty damn well for a first-timer. I'll give you an A plus for effort and an A for technique." She smiled. I was hard as a rock, and wondered if I was going to be allowed to follow through with the next thing that came to my mind."Are you a typical young guy with a raincoat in your wallet?" She asked, reading my mind. I looked at her with my quizzical look again. She just rolled her eyes and shook her head. I sighed looking down, and shook my head slowly. I got a slightly scolding look in reply. I wasn't sure if it was because I didn't have one, or that she was unhappy about it as well."Get up." She said giving a slight push to my forehead. I leaned back and stood in a single motion. I nearly fell over backwards when I realized I still had both legs caught with my jeans around my knees. Summer leaned forward to grab my arm and help me balance. She nodded down at them and without saying a word let me know that I should get them off. She gripped my hand solidly and pulled herself carefully out of the chair and hobbled a step aside. She reached down taking the rumpled beach towel off the chair and flipped it in half and lay it on the center cushion of the sofa. She turned me back to and gave me a push so I fell back onto it."Don't move." She said leveling a serious gaze at me. She hobbled back off to the bedroom. A little rustling later she came back with something closed in her fist. She pulled the coffee table up close and sat gently on the edge of it facing me."First things first. It's never her responsibility to make sure you're prepared." She said holding up a little foil packet. "If you aren't prepared, then keep it in your pants, or her hand if you're lucky enough." She smiled. "The only time it'll be up to her to help is now. If she'd like to." She reached forward and began slowly stroking me, her fingers firm and soft at the same time. "You see, you can't wrap the rascal unless he's primed and ready." She smiled. "I'll show you how best to use this so you don't end up a daddy too soon, or worse."I smiled and rolled my eyes."Hey, we can stop right now if you like." She said levelly at me. The shock on my face must have been plain as day. "That's what I thought." She smiled and looked down at my hard cock. "I'd hate to stop now myself." She peeled the wrapper down the side pulling out the little ring. She held it close for me to see. "See how it's rolled up? Place it with the rolled side up over the tip like this." She reached holding my cock in one hand and setting the condom on the tip. "Unroll gently down the shaft like this." She said sliding her fingers down my shaft unrolling it fully. "All the way down. That's important since she's not going to want to fish the thing out of her if it comes off in the middle of your good time. It also makes it pretty useless if that happens." She gave the base of my cock a little squeeze. She pulled my knees together, and stood up kneeling on the sofa straddling me."This is a good position for us to start with. It gives a woman the ability to control the depth and speed with which you entering her. Missionary isn't bad, but if you get a little over zealous it can end up hurting her. If you want to her to ever want you back in her again then it's best to make sure she has a good time too." She said reaching down between us she ran her finger up and down her swollen lips."Remember to open her gently beforehand, the more care you take with her, the more likely she'll be calling you for more." She sat up, and lined herself up over my cock and took my shoulders as I took her by the hips. She looked down at me for a moment, one eyebrow going up."Oh." I said reaching between us and stroking her still wet lips placing fingers on either side and gently opening her up. As I did she lowered herself on me. The sigh that escaped my lips was loud. I nearly passed out from the feeling of the warmth and tightness, as she slowly rode the entire way down my length. A soft purr came from her throat.She sat there for a moment and proceeded to just tighten herself around me and relax. I started pushing urgently with my hips."Easy does it." She whispered into my ear then licked her way down nibbling the lobe and kissing my neck. "A woman's nipples are very sensitive, and shouldn't be neglected." She took my hand and ran it up to her small breast. Lifting it away slightly and rubbing her nipple with my fingers. She bit her lower lip as I took the hint and stroked her breasts and rolled the nipples between my fingers. I leaned forward taking it in my mouth rolling it around, lashing it with my tongue. Summer sighed deeply and rolled her hips forward and started rising up and lowering herself on me. My other hand found its way behind her gripping her ass and pulling her down onto me with each stroke. She started a long deep stroking rhythm that I thought was going to drive me over the top again. She must have noticed my urgency as my hips rose to meet her down stroke hard. She stopped on an upstroke and let me slip out of her and I thought I was going to die when my eyes popped open pleading with her. She smiled at me."What's your hurry? Aren't you enjoying yourself?" She said sweetly.I nodded furiously. "Yes I am." I gasped."Good. The journey can be as much fun as the destination, so take your time." She got off the couch. I looked at her pleading with her not to stop now. "Let's see how well you improvise." She said.She turned around and knelt down on the pillow that was on the floor, and leaned forward setting her elbows on the chair she was sitting in before. Her beautiful ass, up in the air her lips open and pouting in invitation. I scrambled off the couch and knelt behind her, nearly ready to drive my cock into her when I paused and opened her up slipping back into herShe whipped her hair over one shoulder and looked at me over the other. "You're in the drivers' seat now. It's going to be up to you to be aware of the clues a girl is giving you. If she's pulling away from you, you're fucking her to hard. If she's pushing against you, well she wants you to put the pedal to the metal, so to speak." I pushed forward feeling myself fall into her and never wanting to leave. I began pushing and she met me stroke for stroke as I sped up. I couldn't take it any longer. Summer let out several long high pitched moans followed by a gasping, 'Harder!' and I went into overdrive. Plunging her depths with abandon I finally drove her forward hard, pushing her hips against the chair as I exploded. I stiffened as I felt every ounce of strength drain from my body. Summer shuddered hard in my hands bringing me out of my daze."Are you okay?" I gasped between breaths.She rose up slightly, hair a complete mess covering her face. She started to laugh, gasping for air. "I was just thinking, this vacation started off lousy, but it's improving nicely."I chuckled. "Welcome to Maine, Vacationland." She busted out laughing at that. I backed away falling free of her, the cool breeze came in from the screen, cooling the sweat on my skin."Let's get cleaned up." She stood shakily, with the help of the arms of the chair. I stood as well. She turned and slipped an arm around my shoulders. "Help me to the bathroom, would you please?" I looked at her, and turned slightly and reached down picking her up off the floor. She let out a whoop of surprise. "I only needed a shoulder to lean on honestly." She said smiling."So lean on it." I said smiling. I negotiated the narrow path to the bathroom and brought her in careful not to bang her against the doorjamb. I set her on a little stool next to a big claw foot bathtub."Let me get that." Summer reached over and popped up a tissue and reached up sliding the condom off of me and wrapping it and tossing it in the trash. She looked up at me, her hair still a mess. I reached down pushing it off her forehead. She smiled. "Grab a washcloth for me, would you please?" She nodded at a small shelf, and I took one down and handed it to her. She reached over to the bath running water onto it and a little squirt of her bath gel. She frothed it up and began washing herself off. She rinsed and repeated. She dried herself with another towel hanging from the bar. She looked up at me from under her bangs, scanning down. "Really?" She said in a resigned voice as she saw that I was once again ready.I shrugged. "The benefit of youth?"She laughed. "I guess!"She rinsed the cloth again and began gently washing me with it. The cool water and warm hands were soothing but not doing a thing for the fact that it was loaded and ready to go yet again."Would you hand me that light blue bottle there." She asked. She poured a small amount into her palm and set the bottle aside. She rubbed the oil between her hands and rubbed it between her legs oiling herself up. The sight of this was not doing me any good either. A crooked smirk spread across her face as she watched me watching her in fascination.She reached up with her oily hand and began stroking my shaft. The hardness slipping through her firm grip with little friction. The other hand began fondling my balls. They were already tight, and ready to go again. She slid her hand further under and began massaging me underneath in a tight circle. The feeling blew my mind as I couldn't contain myself and came hard, with a loud splatter, on Summer's chest."Not sure if it's good for burns, but I've heard it does wonders for the skin." She said, leaning forward cleaning the last few drops off with her tongue. She then used her cloth to wipe up the cum I'd splashed on her chest.. I just watched her, her movements so graceful and efficient.She looked up at me with a smirk. "Pete, how would you like to give me a hand for a couple weeks while this ankle heals?"My eyebrows went up. "How?" I asked."The usual mow the lawn, grocery runs, cleaning, maybe even an occasional turkey sandwich. It'll allow me to keep off this as much as possible and not feel like I'm an invalid. I'll warn you now though it's not only doctors that make lousy patients."It was my turn to smirk. "What's it pay?" I asked wiggling my eyebrows.Her mouth dropped open. "You little shit! I'm not hiring you to be a gigolo!" She laughed. "But there's always the possibility of a bonus. I could continue your lessons. Practice makes perfect they say." She smiled at that."I don't know." I said, my spent cock hanging inches from her lips. Oh I knew alright, but I played along. "I'll have to see what Davy has to offer this year. Those rich folks that come in to fill up can be pretty good tippers too."She raised an eyebrow at me again. "Okay if you'd rather work for him I'll understand." She said in mock resignation. She stood on her good foot, testing the floor with her bad. I instinctively wrapped my arm around her waist."You drive a hard bargain." I said pulling her to my side so she could put her arm over my shoulder.She looked me up and down me and smiled. "This vacation isn't turning out bad at all."To be continued in part 2, by Member389 for LiteroticaSummer In Maine: Part 2Lesson Two, and Two and a half.A 7-part series by Member389. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Stories.This summer job wasn't turning out the way I'd thought. So far I'd mowed the lawn, done the dishes, (thankfully there's a dishwasher) hauled trash, done laundry, dusted and vacuumed. When Summer asked if I wanted to help her out for a few weeks I sort of expected there would be fringe benefits to go with, or instead of, getting paid. Instead it was actual work. She wasn't shy, about her body or mine, she often would wrap her arm around my waist to help with her balance. She occasionally stroked my ass through my jeans. I didn't hesitate to return the favor but I always ended up with only a smile in return. I figured after that first day when I took the job I might get some more personal time with her. The other night I helped her to run a bath, and she shooed me out of the bathroom. One night we watched a late movie I slept over, and ended up on the couch. Something didn't seem right about all of this. Nearly a week had gone by, and it was as if that first day hadn't even happened, and I was too shy to say anything. I hitched the grocery bag I was carrying a little higher, tonight, I'd say something tonight.I walked up to the kitchen stoop and pulled open the screen door and I heard a gasping cry. I dropped the bags on the table and darted into the living room, she wasn't there. Another cry, and I looked to the right and saw the bedroom door was open. I walked quietly towards the door, and Summer was laying back on the bed naked except for her bandaged ankle. She was sliding a pink vibrator up and down between her thighs. She tilted it slightly and slid it into her, her other hand pulling on her nipple. I was instantly hard watching her pleasure herself. She let go of the nipple and slid her hand down and began flicking her clit, rubbing it fast. She arched her back crying out "Yes!" She pulled the vibrator out slipping her fingers in as she came. She continued rubbing her clit slowly and stroked her fingers in and out for a few before falling flat to the sheets like a deflated balloon. Her breathing was fast and shallow."How long have you been watching?" She asked, not looking up. She looked absolutely radiant, her skin flushed pink through her tan. Her hair was a tangled mess of sun streaked gold, she looked fantastic."Just a couple minutes." I said quietly looking down at the floor. I heard the old brass headboard creak and I peeked up. She had raised her head and was looking at me."What's the matter?" She asked gently. I shrugged and walked out to the kitchen, and started putting away the groceries."I picked up some local shrimp for lunch. I'll put them on ice in the fridge." I said loudly from the kitchen. I turned and Summer was leaning against the doorway to the kitchen watching me with her arms crossed in front of her, buck naked. She gave me a shrewd glance."Please tell me what's bothering you."I looked at her for a moment, then turned away and put a couple other items in the fridge."Nothing." I said, unconvincingly."It's just..." I started. I looked over at her and said."Never mind." I walked out to the yard looking around to see if I should mow the lawn again already or not. I heard the screen door bang shut behind me. I felt her hand on my shoulder as she stepped up beside me."I love it here. The salty sea air, the big sky, everything seems so much simpler." She said softly. I instinctively wrapped my arm around her waist, her skin was warm and damp."Why?" I asked softly."Why what, Pete?" She asked with surprising sincerity. "Why haven't we had sex since Monday? Is that what you want to know? Are you asking me if you were a one afternoon-stand? What Pete? Ask me." She urged.Her words inflamed me and my frustration flared. "Yes!" I turned to face her, her arm sliding down from my shoulder. "Was I just a one shot deal? Screw me, then have me cook and clean for you?" I immediately sensed I'd gone too far and full well expected a slap. I'd deserve it if she did. I opened my eyes wide.She stood there looking at me, her eyes smoldering. She coolly pointed out. "Which one of us is the one standing here naked?" I stood there a moment longer, every muscle in my body taut like a drawn bow. I snapped and took hold of her and kissing her hard as our lips parted, tongues lashing out at each other like sparring fencers. Her arms wrapped around my waist pulling us together."Damn, I thought I you'd never come around." She said between kisses. I leaned back and gave her a queer look."What?" I asked, completely confused. She grinned ear to ear."Lesson number 2, confidence is sexy. Hell it took me walking around naked to get your damned attention. What the hell is wrong with you?" She bopped me on the forehead. I shrugged, feeling completely confused. I had no idea what she was talking about."This exercise, which you nearly failed miserably I might add, was to see if you would take the lead. I personally tend to be a bit passive. Therefore, as the guy, you need to learn to take the lead, just like dancing." She held my hand up and snugged her hand around my back and gave a little sway."The other night when you fell asleep on the couch I laid awake waiting for you for nearly an hour. I finally took matters into my own hands, maybe I should have made more noise.""I knew girls were crazy. I honestly was hoping to get more insight from you, not more confused." I said smiling. "You were waiting for me?""You haven't seen crazy yet, give me a week." She winked.I groaned, then kissed her again, holding her against me, my hands stroking down her back to her ass massaging it as I pulled her to me. Holding her was like holding a flame, seductive, hypnotizing and hot, and I didn't care if I got burned."Tell me you've had the good sense to pick up some protection." Summer mumbled between kisses. Without breaking our kiss I reached back for my wallet and held it up."Please tell me you bought more than one." She growled. I felt her hands come between us resting on the waist of my jeans unbuttoning them and grabbing for the zipper. She pushed my jeans and boxers down far enough for me to escape captivity. She let out an appreciative hum as she ran her hand up and down my hardened length. She broke our kiss long enough to grab the hem of my polo shirt and drag it up pulling it over my head. She leaned down and took one of my nipples into her mouth. I gasped out loud at how the sensation shot through me. It felt as if my cock was getting even harder and I didn't think that was possible."Holy shit! Does it feel this way when I do this to you?" I gasped.She hummed an agreement as she switched to the other side, then stepped back and looked at me smiling.I stood dumb-founded for a moment. I quickly realized she was waiting for me to do something. She placed her hands on her hips and gave them a slight tilt. "I'm all yours, all you need do is tell me how you'd like me, or better yet, show me." She winked. I kicked off my shoes and pushed my pants the rest of the way off and looked at her for a moment. The sun kissed her body so exquisitely, her pink nipples hard and pointing straight at me. Her hair was blowing in the breeze surrounding angelic face like a golden halo. I stepped forward, wrapped her up in my arms again and kissed her deeply. I ran my hand up between us taking her breast in my hand cupping it twirling the nipple in my fingers. I work my mouth down her jaw, kissing her neck and I feel her shudder and gasp. I moved down the center of her chest trailing kisses to the other nipple and teased it with my tongue before taking into my mouth suckling it gently. A moan escaped her lips. Her hand was pulling me towards her, fingers running through my hair. I wanted her so badly but I didn't want this to end. I pulled away looking up at her face, her mouth hung open her eyes half closed."Your ankle has to be killing you right now." I said, noting she'd been standing for a while now. I walked over and brought one of the Adirondack chairs over and set it behind her and she smiled. I laid my clothes on it to keep her from burning her ass on the sun heated wood. She just looked at me without sitting. "Sit down." I told her, and she tilted her head in assent and sat. I knelt down in front of her and kissed her nipple again and began trailing kisses down her stomach. She took the cue and leaned back on the chair. I flicked her little belly button ring aside and licked her belly button. She let out a whoop and jumped, chuckling."Ticklish?" I chuckled. She grasped a handful of my hair and gave me a little push further down, but I was going at my own pace and I made my way down nuzzling her little blond stripe. I kissed my way around her pouting lips, my tongue darting out giving little licks. She tasted sweet, the scent of her was driving me mad, I couldn't take it any longer and slipped my tongue into her as I massaged her clit.She arched her back and moaned. "Yes!" I lapped up to her clit taking it in my lips and giving it due attention. Her cries got louder and I stepped up the assault on her. Her leg came up over my shoulder and she pulled me hard into her with her heel. I let up a bit, I didn't want this to end too soon, it seemed that I wasn't the only one enjoying it. I slipped my middle finger into her, and felt her grip it tightly. Her hips started rocking forward. I was pretty sure I could finish her off quickly if I had a mind to, but I didn't. I continued bathing her clit, varying the pressure on it. She let out a few short gasps. "Please?!" She begged. I knew then I had to finish her and slipped another finger in to join the first and intensified my tongue lashing. Her hips lifted off the chair as she climaxed. She held on to me, still moaning, finally collapsing back into the chair panting."You sir, are a natural." She gasped. I returned her smile and licked my fingers."Am I mistaken, or is there a very hard cock in my immediate future?" I grinned even wider and nodded. "How would you like me?""Over hard." I said smiling. Her eyes lit up like a fire had been kindled."Well then, dig that little party hat out and show me how easy it is to put on."I chuckled and dove for my wallet lying on the grass a few feet away. I dug out the foil wrapper and crawled back. I tore open the packet holding the ring carefully and reaching down, putting in place and unrolled it carefully."Very good." She said her eyes flashing. She stood up and knelt down on the grass facing the chair. "Over like this? I'm sure you'll supply the 'hard' part." She added with a wink."Yes." I said, my breath shallow. I had to have her and scooted up behind her and lined up pushing the head in. I took her hips and pushed forward in a single motion burying myself in her.We both gasped loudly. In moments she started moving her hips back and forth and I pulled out and began taking slow strokes at first, but I knew I wasn't going to last. She leaned back pushing hard against me and I responded in kind driving forward, the sound of our bodies coming together pushed me into a frenzy. Her gasps were coming in short cries of, "Yes!" She began shaking in my hands, her moans coming from deep in her throat as she arched back into me and climaxed again pushing me over the edge. I drove her forward nearly knocking her and the chair over as I stiffened arching my back. I froze in place for what seemed an eternity, and not long enough both at the same time as I came deep in her.She leaned back against my chest, the heat of her skin against me was incredible, she reached behind us grasping my ass pulling our hips tight together. "I love how you feel inside me." She whispered. I leaned down and began kissing her shoulder, working my way up to her neck and nibbled on her ear."I love how you feel too." I said, my voice a little weak.She breathed a deep contented sigh. "What now?" A small smirk spread across her lips."I don't know about you but I worked up an appetite." I said. "Those shrimp sound good about now.""All this and you cook too. You're not going to be single long." She chuckled and reached up behind her and stroked my cheek. "I think we may need to move for that though." She said lightly, reminding me that I still had her pinned against the chair. I leaned back, pulling free of her. I stood stepping back, I gathered up my clothing. Summer put her good foot down and stood, steadying herself on the arms of the chair. "Let's go clean up and have lunch." She smiled slipping an arm around my waist and we went into the house.I started a pan for the shrimp, a little olive oil, some garlic and some red pepper flakes tossed on top of fresh spinach. My killer homemade vinaigrette to top and she would be mine. Well she already seemed to be. I stopped and stared out the little window above the sink out over the water. That thought caught me by surprise. What exactly was going on here? An hour ago I was pissed off for being shunned, now I was making her lunch with a silly, satisfied grin on my face.Summer hobbled into the kitchen wearing a pale blue tank top and panties with little pink hearts on them."Don't you own pants?" I asked smiling."Sure, would you rather I be fully dressed, or comfortable?" She asked."Oh I don't mind your outfit, as long as you don't mind your lunch burnt to a crisp." I laughed."What are you making?" She replied chuckling."I'm going to woo you with my culinary skills. My own special shrimp and spinach salad with homemade vinaigrette." I said."Wow, sounds awesome. You're a man of many talents. I think you're a little late in the wooing department though." She said smiling.My chest tightened at that. Nobody ever thought of me as a man before. Everybody has always treated me as a kid until now. The shock of it must have been evident in my expression."What?" She asked, her eyes widening. I didn't answer her, I just leaned forward and kissed her softly, she responded in turn."Nothing." I said, my grin returning."Need a hand?" I handed her two lemons with directions to squeeze the hell out of them then juice them for me into a bowl. I diced up the shallot, and garlic tossing them into the big bowl, salt and pepper followed. In went a huge dollop of spicy mustard, I looked at how much juice Summer had squeezed out of the lemons and eyeballed it pouring it into the bowl, straining out the seeds. I dug a whisk out of the drawer and started whisking in olive oil."Most vinaigrette recipes ask for vinegar, obviously. I like mine with lemon juice, especially with seafood." I said. I stopped whisking dribbling a little onto my finger to try it. "That's the ticket." I said offering a taste to Summer who agreed with a little sound. I set the big bowl aside and had her start splitting the cherry tomatoes. The shrimp were rinsed and patted dry on a towel, and I threw some garlic into the pan starting it with some of the olive oil. I salted and peppered the shrimp and in they went tossing them around to coat them all with the hot oil. They were ready in a couple minutes and the kitchen smelled terrific. I stacked the plates with spinach and started building the salads with the tomatoes, red onions, shrimp and as a topper sliced almonds."If this tastes like it looks, you're staying on as cook after this heals." She said lifting her foot behind her."Prepare to have your mind blown." I said handing her a plate and a fork. I had brought a small baguette with me which I'd sliced up and we ate."A girl could get used to this." She smiled popping a shrimp into her mouth. Cooking for a girl is a sure way into her panties."I laughed. "Even if she wasn't wearing any?""Well she's wearing some now." Her eyes flashed."But for how long?" I said playing along."You have your driver's license don't you?" She asked, changing the subject."Yea, I just don't have a car of my own yet." I said, wondering why she asked."Do you know of anybody that would loan you one, like your folks?""Yea I'm sure I can get one. Why, do you want to do it in the backseat?" I wiggled my eyebrows at her."Hell yea, but I'd also like to get a ride to go get my Jeep. It's been down at the clinic for a week now. They told me it would be safe but I'm getting a little stir crazy stuck here in the house." She replied.I looked out the window. "I can ride down and bring it back, it's only about four or five miles." I said."Ride?" She asked."I have a bike, I can put it in the back and haul it back if you don't mind.""Not at all." She smiled.I did the dishes and cleaned up after lunch, and Summer kicked back on the sofa folding a load of laundry I'd done earlier. I took a look at the grass, yea the lawn could wait a couple more days. "What else needs to be done?" I asked from the kitchen. I got no answer. I walked into the living room and she was bobbing her head as I walked around the edge of the couch I noticed she'd put in earbuds and was listening to her mp3 player. She was lip syncing some unknown song. She looked up at me and grinned, pulling one of the buds loose."I couldn't live without my music." She threw a towel at me to fold."Listening to anything good?" She mentioned a band I'd never heard of, and moved the folded stuff from beside her and patted the seat beside her. I sat and she handed me the ear bud."Check it out, you might like it." I put it in my ear and listened for a song or two, folding another towel. A hard rock song started and she turned it up a bit and started singing along. She got to the chorus and really joined in full blast. The lyrics were pretty explicit. I was thinking you wouldn't hear music like that on the radio around here. There was a pause, then a soft intro began. The ballad was soft and low, and Summer stopped and closed her eyes, her lips barely moving with the lyrics. When I noticed I stopped and listened intently to the lyrics, it was about intense, heart-felt, you are my world, kind of love. The kind of love that lasts longer than a lifetime. When it ended she reached down and stopped the playback. She looked straight out the window for a moment and turned to me, a shy sweet smile on her lips."Do you believe in love Pete?" She asked me. I stared at her in wide-eyed amazement for a minute, and began slowly nodding."I do now." I said, my voice barely above a whisper. I wanted to kiss her so badly, but something in her eyes made me hesitate. There was sadness there, and they welled up as if she were doing her best to hold back tears. A wash of emotion swept over me like a storm driven wave, and I leaned forward lifted her chin and kissed her softly. Our lips brushed, our tongues sought out one another, delicately probing. Something wet touched my cheek making me break the kiss long before I wanted to. I pulled back and a tear streamed down Summer's cheek. I reached for one of the towels and daubed it. I took a deep breath and was about to ask why she was crying when a curt little head shake waved off the question."Please don't ask, not yet anyway." She said, her voice thick with emotion. "I'm sorry." She said wiping the remaining tear with the heel of her hand."You don't have anything to be sorry about." I replied softly.She inhaled deeply and let it out slowly. She turned to me with a smile on her mouth but sadness in her eyes."I saw there's a free concert in the park tonight. Want to go? A rock blues cover band is playing. Sounds like they might be good."I knew they were good, my friends brother was in the band, and I'd heard them before. I smiled and nodded. "Sounds like fun, and they are good, I've heard them before.""I should ride down and get the Jeep. There's no way you're walking that far." I said sternly."Yes dear." Summer rolled her eyes at me. She giggled, and got up hobbling off to the bedroom and came back with a set of keys handing them to me."It's black, and I'm guessing the only one with West Virginia plates. It's at the walk-in clinic on Route 12."I nodded. "I know exactly where you mean. I'll go get it. You relax, take a nap if you want. I should be back in an hour or so." I smiled. I kissed her again, the underlying want in our embrace was nearly too much. She placed her hand on my chest, with the barest hint of pressure. She was right, if I kept it up we weren't going anywhere. I reluctantly stepped back, picked up the folded towels and put them away. I walked back out and she had laid down on the couch with her foot up on a pillow. I smiled that she'd taken my suggestion."Can I get you anything before I go?" I said softly leaning over the arm of the couch. She just smiled and gave her head a little shake. She reached up pulling me down closer for a quick upside-down kiss. I headed for the kitchen door, pausing as I closed it quietly, looking back into the house. I turned and started walking home.I walked, lost in thought. This week had been a week of firsts for me. I grinned at the thought of the first day when I lost my virginity to an amazing woman. The aggravation of the following days of not knowing exactly what was happening. If I had just opened my eyes I would have noticed she was waiting for me. Then today when she all but pushed me into making love to her again. I wondered why, well why me anyway. I knew so little about her. What was going on here. We'd known each other about a week, what was that question about believing in love. I could easily fall in love with her, I had to admit. Was I doing just that? So many questions came to mind as I walked up my driveway, I grabbed my bike out of the garage and hopped on. I made my way down to the coast road and started pedaling in earnest up the first rise. The traffic drifted past me as I sought answers to my questions. I pedaled harder nearly coasting up the next rise. Why was I over analyzing this? I was living out a fantasy any red-blooded male would die for. A beautiful, sexy woman wanted to have sex with me, repeatedly. Isn't that enough for me? I laughed out loud at that thought because I realized, it isn't.I rolled down the long slope of the hill seeing the clinic up ahead. I pulled into the parking lot and rode around looking for the Jeep and found it near the side of the building. I checked the plate and got off my bike, took out the keys and opened up the driver's side door. The heat billowed out of it from being parked in the sun so long. The smell of a roasted sweet smelling air freshener poured out and nearly gagged me. I walked to the back and looked at how I was going to get my bike in there and noticed there was a folding bike rack on the spare tire mount. I figured it out in a few minutes an

Six String Hayride Classic Country Podcast, Episode 58 Louisiana Guitar Man, James Burton.James Burton is the guitar behind the classic Ricky Nelson hits, The Elvis Presley TCB Band, The Emmylou Harris "Hot Band" , John Denver's 1980's music, and much more. The man Keith Richards calls, "Master of the Telecaster" , Burton and his pink paisley telecaster are all over country, western, rockabilly, and rock and roll records you have been listening to for years. Working with Ricky Nelson, Emmylou Harris, Elvis Presley, Elvis Costello, Buffalo Springfield, Merle Haggard, Gram Parsons, Michael Nesmith, and Keith Richards, Burton has the talent and the telecaster to bring the perfect guitar parts to anything he plays. Chris and Jim discuss Burton's guitar playing and share a fine recipe for Louisiana Beignets. Join us for Six String Hayride Podcast Episode 58.https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100086513555749https://www.patreon.com/user?u=81625843

The award-winning Compliance into the Weeds is the only weekly podcast that takes a deep dive into a compliance-related topic, literally going into the weeds to explore a subject more fully. Are you looking for some hard-hitting insights on compliance? Look no further than Compliance into the Weeds! With a nod to Peter, Paul, Mary, and John Denver, in this episode of Compliance into the Weeds, Tom Fox and Matt Kelly deeply dive into a recent tweet by President Donald Trump targeting Walmart and their announced intention to raise prices based on increased tariff costs. The discussion explores the implications of Trump's demand that Walmart absorb tariff costs instead of passing them on to consumers. It examines the broader implications for stakeholder capitalism, the role of presidential influence on corporate governance, and the complexities of risk management in an unpredictable political climate. The episode also touches on ESG issues and the delicate balance companies must strike in navigating these challenges. Key highlights: Trump's Tweet and Walmart's Dilemma Stakeholder Capitalism vs. Shareholder Primacy Corporate Governance and Presidential Influence Legal Implications and Corporate Compensation Risk Management in Unpredictable Times Resources: Radical Compliance Tom Instagram Facebook YouTube Twitter LinkedIn A multi-award-winning podcast, Compliance into the Weeds, was most recently honored as one of the Top 25 Regulatory Compliance Podcasts, the Top 10 Business Law Podcasts, and the Top 12 Risk Management Podcasts. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

KTV features prominently in the Chinese social scene. And everyone, everyone has their turn at the mic. Sometimes your friends surprise you with their ability to belt out pop standards. Other times, though, you find yourself suffering through butchered John Denver classics. If you're experiencing the latter of these two situations, check out today's lesson to find out how to get your friends off stage! Episode link: https://www.chinesepod.com/1381

The award-winning Compliance into the Weeds is the only weekly podcast that takes a deep dive into a compliance-related topic, literally going into the weeds to explore a subject more fully. Are you looking for some hard-hitting insights on compliance? Look no further than Compliance into the Weeds! With a nod to Peter, Paul, Mary, and John Denver, in this Compliance into the Weeds episode, Tom Fox and Matt Kelly deeply dive into the potential gift of a luxury Qatari jetliner to President Trump. We discuss the launch of Trump's meme coins and the Qatari government's allegedly planned $400 million plane donation to Trump. The conversation examines the compliance and corruption risks these actions pose for U.S. and international businesses. Kelly emphasizes how these incidents challenge ethical standards and underscore the importance for companies to address new forms of corruption proactively within their anti-corruption programs. Key highlights: Trump's Alleged Corruption: An Overview The Meme Coins Controversy The Qatari Plane Donation Compliance and Integrity in the Face of Corruption Resources: Tom Instagram Facebook YouTube Twitter LinkedIn A multi-award-winning podcast, Compliance into the Weeds, was most recently honored as one of the Top 25 Regulatory Compliance Podcasts, the Top 10 Business Law Podcasts, and the Top 12 Risk Management Podcasts. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

NOCHES DE VINILO regresa con la música al mango.Por eso nos acompañan está semana:Procol Harum.Almendra.The Doors.Color Humano.Carly Simon.Crucis.John Denver.Huinca.Juan con más de :Osvaldo Soriano.En el mes de la memoria estamos donde queremos estar. Dónde están?Verdad y Justicia.Siempre en .El Aguantadero. Para escucharnos https://radioelaguantadero.com.uy

Matrimoni, cosa è più difficoltoso organizzare? prenotare la chiesa/il comune  il ristorante o scegliere il ristorante?nel giorno dell'elezione di Papa Leone XIV Isabella e Alfred si domandano quale sia la parte difficile nel prepararsi al grande evento.

“There was always a way that music could speak to me,” says Youth Lagoon's Trevor Powers. “I was really shy as a kid and I had a lot on my mind that I didn't know how to get out. And music felt like one of those cheat codes where I felt like what I could say through one song was a lifetime worth of what was in my brain that I couldn't say any other way.” I was instantly captivated by Youth Lagoon's music when I first heard it more than a decade ago: Trevor Powers' plaintive, childlike voice, the dreaminess and heady sonic textures of his music, the candor in his storytelling. In the years since the Boise, Idaho artist's 2011 debut album, he has continually deepened his ability to make music that soothes and haunts at the same time. His latest album, Rarely Do I Dream, is his best yet, and one of my favorite LPs of 2025 so far. In the conversation in episode 121, Trevor talks about how discovering a trove of old home movies helped inspire the new album, and remind him of the importance of finding the true feeling at the center of a memory. He also discusses growing up hearing artists like Elvis and The Beach Boys and John Denver while being homeschooled, before finally being exposed to bands like Korn and the Offspring and Blink-182 when he eventually attended high school, and later discovering artists like My Bloody Valentine and Oingo Boingo thanks to his uncle introducing him to more cutting edge music. “There's always something that's coming in that's changing not only my thought process, but there's something internally that's awakening my spirit in these new ways and pushing me in all these different directions,” he says. “There could be an endless amount of lifetimes and I can't get it all out, what's up here.”Trevor also shares why he decided to "kill off" the Youth Lagoon Project several years ago, and to instead record under his own name for awhile, and why he chose to resurrect the moniker back in 2022. Youth Lagoon is on tour in the U.S. until mid-May. Get more info here.

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Follow The Clean Comedy Podcast on Instagram: @thecleancomedypodcast Don't forget to add JD on IG: @jdcrevistonCheck out Seth at https://www.sethlawrencecomedy.com/ Get the Clean Comedian Pro Tips Newsletter! Or go to https://jdcrevistoncomedy.substack.com/Grab your copy of “How To Produce Comedy Shows For Fun & Profit” here.Have a topic you want us to discuss? Reach out here.Be Our Guest: Are you a clean comedian interested in being on our podcast? Contact us! Stay Connected: Subscribe, rate, and review the podcast on Apple Podcasts. Your support helps us grow!Welcome to Episode 433 of The Clean Comedy Podcast! This week JD and Seth talk about their recent shows, bad crowds, and social media. Come see Zane and I in Wisconsin and Minnesota! You can see all the tour dates at ZaneLamprey.comBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-clean-comedy-podcast-w-jd-creviston--4825680/support.

On the anniversary of Jennifer's mom's passing, Linda stopped by for a chat about the process. That is - 'How do people offstage reach out to people onstage with coincidence or bits and pieces of memory, so we know they still exist?" In this case, she reminded Jennifer of a dream that she had where she'd seen her parents line dancing - the memory of seeing them doing that cowboy style.  That came out of a conversation about how my wife was aware of being visited by someone who popped the lyrics of John Denver's song into her mind - to not only remind her that he's visited her before, but that the lyrics have a special meaning to him. So Sherry went onto this person's web page, and indeed, back in 2012 they'd posted the lyrics to the song as it held some kind of special resonance to them. So the question is - how do you do that? This led to a discussion of how I'd done a guided meditation with a woman (it wasn't asked for, it was a demonstration) where she had all kinds of mind bending people come through, but at the end of her session I casually asked where in Manhattan she was living - and it turned out to bein the same building I lived in for a year back when I was producing pieces for the Charles Grodin show on CNBC. So the question went to Luana - "is that a coincidence, or is it something else?"  And that led to a discussion of how time works on the flipside - that people who are offstage often report that it feels like "time doesn't exist" - and a discussion of how Dr. Greyson notes in his NDE research that even those who experience that feeling do so sequentially.  That is - time does exist when meeting someone first, then the next person, then having another event occur. As noted, people like Jennifer, who is open to conversing with people offstage, can have a better view of the likely outcomes since so many are aware of what she's doing. However, that doesn't mean that people will learn something that will prevent their plan of learning that experience during this lifetime - or it won't alter someone else's path that is going to involved as well. As usual, mind bending stuff. Then Steve Jobs stopped by.  fans of our work know that he's been stopping by since Jennifer and I first met - and subsequently one of his family members has worked with Jennifer, so she's had enough conversations with him so I can kind of "skip down" or ask questions not about him, but about other people. In this case, I asked about people in the tech world who are convinced that consciousness is confined to the brain (someone like Bill Gates or someone like Elon Musk whose focus and aim includes a belief that consciousness is confined to the brain and the "known universe." Jennifer reminded us that the previous week Stephen Hawking had said that he "wished he had been aware of how consciousness worked" while he was still on the planet.. that he could have been able to bypass the filters on his brain and access other dimensions, or previous lifetimes. He's been showing up in our work since he passed - and the transcripts of those chats are in the books BACKSTAGE PASS TO THE FLIPSIDE and also on our podcast by searching for "Stephen Hawking" on the podcast. He also stopped by during a multiple person conversation - I'd invited four scientists, Sagan, Tesla, Einstein and Hawking - all who are available now on the flipside, and can answer questions about "who greeted them when they crossed over" and "what they've learned since being offstage." Interesting enough, Steve had advice for Bill Gates (other than saying "he's been through enough difficulties") - but advised that he'd have to "believe that we could talk to Steve" before he could "hear any advice."  As to Elon - about how he might change his attitude about empathy being a hindrance to civilization (as opposed to it's dependence upon it) - he suggested "playing a sport" - and specifically which one, it was "car racing" - as he'll learn he has to depend on others to succeed.  (Interesting idea).  First and foremost he said "He needs to take up a sport - not buy a team - but to participate in a sport." It's not opinion, theory or belief that people can access loved ones offstage - it's what I've been filming people doing for over fifteen years (FLIPSIDE, TALKING TO BILL PAXTON and HACKING THE AFTERLIFE are on amazon prime or gaia) and ten years with Jennifer every week - where we ask the same questions to people offstage, and sometimes I'll have other mediums ask them identical questions. (Hawking was interviewed by Dr. Medhus on her program and said the same basic things, in the film TALKING TO BILL PAXTON I had three mediums ask him the same questions - and all of them reported identical answers. The point being - there may be some other worldly explanation how a medium can answer the same questions when I'm not in the room and someone else is asking those questions (a blind study) but I'm not aware of how. Again - Jennifer works with law enforcement agents nationwide on a number of cases. A third of her day is pro bono work.  You can find her at JenniferShaffer.com and also at "Uncorked" events in Manhattan Beach. You can find me at RichardMartini.com - or send an email to MartiniProds at gmail.com to book a session where we talk to loved ones offstage. I asked Luana if the Pope wanted to come forward, both Jennifer and I held our breath - until she said "two meetings in the future."  (We'll see if he's up for it then).  Since it was Earth day we spoke a little bit with folks offstage about how we can change the planet. Thanks for tuning in!

Episode 041: Happy Belated Earth Day! Mother Earth deserves a mixtape, and we're here to deliver. This post-Earth Day, we're soundtracking the planet's beauty and impending doom with tracks that'll make you want to hug a tree, then immediately cry about climate change. Join Geoff, Russ, and Dave as we ride the rapids with Chuck Ragan, find beauty with Iron and Wine, try to cool down after Childish Gambino, convince ourselves everything's fine with Hotel Mira, let Bob Marley shine some light, and take a country road trip with John Denver. Also, we had a surprise guest request!   Apple Podcasts Instagram Spotify Playlist Official Site Listener Listens Viagra Boys - Instagram Childish Gambino - Feels Like Summer Music Video Chuck Ragan - Landsick Documentary Marissa Simonetti - Inside Edition Tarantula Story

In this episode Drew & Fuse sit down with DJ Pinke, and talk all things country music, YEEDM, and her gig at the Beyond Wonderland music festival. If you are into DJing, and country music this is an episode for you. Not only djing and country music, but how to be prepared when you get the call for a big gig. A lot of good information shared on how to be a better dj in this episode. We hope you enjoy! Please like, share & subscribe! Pinke Picks: 1. Luke Combs - Beer Never Broke My Heart 2. Rednecks - Cotton Eyed Joe (Jae Bae Nashville Bootleg Dashstar Bootleg) 3. JellyRoll - Promiscuous x Liar (Scooter Blend) 4. Carrie Underwood - Before He Cheats (Grown RMX) 5. House Party x Around Me (Temu RMX) Fuse Picks: 1. Florida Georgia Line x Prince x Kue - Cruise (Fuseamania 'Purple Rain' Bootleg / Clean) 2. Post Malone - I Had Some Help (Friday Beers RMX) 3. Morgan Wallen x Aviici - Last Night (Even Steve ‘The Nights' Bootleg) 4. John Denver x Shaboozey - Country Roads (Joe Maz Bootleg) 5. Shania Twain x Owl City x J Bruus - Still The One (DJ Ragoza Bootleg) 6. Bebe Rexha Ft. Florida Georgia Line - Meant To Be (DAFS ‘Good Vibes' Bootleg) Drew Picks 1. Calvin Harris x Post Malone - Feel So Close x I Had Some Help (Victor Menegaux RMX) 2. Pitbull x Lil Nas X - Timber x Old Town Road (Scooter RMX) 3. Zac Brown Band - Chicken Fried (Real Hypha RMX / DP CUT) 4. Shania Twain x Disco Fries - Still The One (Rivas Alone At Midnight RMX) 5. Dan & Shay x Biebers - 10k Hours x Sorry (Fuseamania Bootleg) We appreciate all you that listen & Watch. We like hearing from you all, give us a theme for the next music episode if you'd like! As always please like, share, follow, rate, review, download, and all that good stuff to help grow the show. Join the Patreon - https://www.patreon.com/drewandfuseshow Use coupon code “DrewAndFuseShow" at https://www.directmusicservice.com for 30% off your first month of activation. #djs #serato #podcast #musicpodcast #djpodcast #djing #djtalk #DAFS #Drewandfuseshow

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Andrew Lipke is a composer, producer, arranger, conductor, vocalist, multi-instrumentalist, and educator who has toured for more than a decade with the Led Zeppelin tribute band Get The Led Out and performed as a vocalist with Steve Hackman's Brahms V Radiohead symphonic synthesis; and he collaborates with World Café Live on music education programs for underserved youth in the Philadelphia area. Andrew has produced and released seven albums of original music spanning various genres; and he has collaborated with the Southwest Florida Symphony Orchestra four times, including conducting a "Rock Star Séance" concert and conducting and performing in the Valentine's Day-themed concert called "You've Got Mail!: Musical Love Letters". with the Southwest Florida Symphony. He is scheduled to conduct a concert titled "70s, 80s & 90s Unplugged" with the Southwest Florida Symphony on May 18, 2024. (Note: This date appears to be in the past, which might be an error in the source or my interpretation. It's worth noting.) He is scheduled to conduct a concert titled "Rock Star Séance" on October 24, 2025? praised for his songwriting and orchestration. Producer: Has produced numerous recordings for artists in the Philadelphia region in his studio, The Record Lounge. Arranger & Conductor: Extensively worked with Amos Lee, providing orchestrations for his albums and conducting orchestras for his performances, including major American symphony orchestras. Conducted various other prominent orchestras. Multi-instrumentalist & Vocalist: Toured for over a decade with the Led Zeppelin tribute band Get The Led Out and performed as a vocalist with Steve Hackman's Brahms V Radiohead symphonic synthesis. Concert Series Curator & Host: Created and hosted the innovative "Intersect" concert series with The Chamber Orchestra of Philadelphia, exploring cross-genre musical connections. Music Educator: Collaborates with World Café Live on music education programs for underserved youth. Was an artist in residence for Julia Wolfe's Pulitzer Prize-winning composition and has an ongoing residency with Hill Freedman World Academy, resulting in multiple albums and an Emmy-winning documentary. Taught at The Hartt School of Music. Album Cycle & Current Projects: Created an album cycle based on Herman Hesse's "Siddhartha" and is currently working on a new concept album titled "IRIS" and other projects. SONG 1: Solfeggietto by C.P.E. Bach (Carl Philipp Emanuel) performed here by Frederic Bernachon. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-6g-tWmOSsoAnnie’s SONG 2: Song by John Denver from his 1974 album Back Home Again. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RNOTF-znQyw SONG 3: Master of Puppets by Metallica from their 1986 album of the same name. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E0ozmU9cJDgSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In dieser epische Musikzeitreise episode of Past Tens: The Top 10 Zeitmaschine, your trusty hosts — Herr Doktor Dave and Der Wilden Miltmeister — strap on their sonic lederhosen and dive kopfüber into the Billboard Top 10 Albums for the Woche ending April 12, 1975 — ja wohl! With all the precision of a Bavarian clockmaker and the subtlety of a bratwurst cannon, they analyze und rocken diskutieren legendary platten from musikalische titans like Led Zeppelin (or as they say in Munich, Blei Zeppelin), David Bowie (Der Dünne Weirdo), John Lennon (Der Friedensbringer mit der Brille), and Earth, Wind & Fire (Erde, Wind und Feuerkraft!). This episode is vollgepackt with music history, lustige Anekdoten, and enough nostalgia to fill a beer stein the size of Düsseldorf. Dave und Milt pay tribute to the unterschätzte Helden — unsung heroes like Minnie Riperton (Die Göttin der Hohen Töne) and Robin Trower (Der Gitarren-Zauberer von Essex). Of course, it wouldn't be a Past Tens episode without their patented spielfreudige Segmente like The Play Date (Das Spielzeit-Quiz!), where they test each other's Rock und Roll Gehirn on song trivia — and The Substitution (Der Platten-Tausch!), where they boot an album off the list like a rude tourist from Oktoberfest and replace it with a beloved verlorene Klassiker. This episode is ein absoluter Ohrenschmaus for music lovers who appreciate both the Mega-Hits and Tiefe Schnittwunden (deep cuts) from the golden, shag-carpeted glory of the Mid-70er Jahre. Mach schnell! Put on your headphones, grab a frothy beverage, and crank up Past Tens: The Top 10 Zeitmaschine! Jawohl, baby! Topics 00:49 April Fools Episode Setup 01:16 Fake Top 10 Countdown Begins 01:41 Revealing the Fake Songs 09:04 Listener Reactions and Emails 13:33 Transition to Regular Podcast 14:29 Top 10 Albums Countdown 14:54 This Week in History: 1975 38:52 A Weird Experience with Kraftwerk 41:11 Kraftwerk's Influence on Music 42:57 Kraftwerk's Unique Sound and Legacy 49:28 John Lennon's Rock and Roll Album 52:35 Phil Spector's Chaotic Production 01:07:35 Minnie Riperton's Musical Journey 01:13:50 Rediscovering Robin Trower 01:18:19 Discussing Robin's Timeless Sound 01:19:55 Bob Dylan's Shelter From the Storm 01:22:54 Weird Al's Bob Dylan Parody 01:29:58 John Denver's Country Charm 01:37:56 Led Zeppelin's Physical Graffiti

Folk rockers The Mallett Brothers are back with a new album on April 4 called “Higher up in the Hills.” Luke and Will Mallett joined us on Roots Music Rambler this week to talk about the album, the first couple of singles from it, 15-years of making it in independent music without leaving their home state of Maine and more.  The brothers who front the band are actually from folk music royalty. Their father, David Mallett, is a well-known folk singer who wrote “The Garden Song” popluarized by Pete Seeger, John Denver and others. We talked about growing up around their famous dad, his impact on their music, and collaborations with him over the years. The Mallett Brothers also share the story behind another fun collaboration – with legendary keyboardist Chuck Leavell on his PBS series “America's Forests with Chuck Leavell.”  Falls also kicks off the episode with perhaps the most impassioned rant he's ever embarked upon, pleading with people to stop complaining about cross-genre artists and the hate toward specific sub-genres of music. It's worth the listen. Frank and Falls also share their normal pickin' the grinnin' picks for the week. Download the episode and subscribe at rootsmusicrambler.com or wherever you get your podcasts.  Also be sure to help spread the love of the show with Roots Music Rambler's new merch, now available at rootsmusicrambler.com/store. Authentic t-shirts, hats and stickers are now available.  Buckle up for The Hoe-Down and the Throw-Down! It's a new episode of Roots Music Rambler. Notes and links:  Kendrick Lamar's Super Bowl Halftime Show The Mallett Brothers online The Mallett Brothers on Spotify The Garden Song (written by David Mallett) by John Denver on The Muppett Show American Forests with Chuck Leavell on PBS Bourbon & Beyond lineup Sara Jean Stevens new EP Lovesick on Spotify The Roots Music Rambler Store Roots Music Rambler on Instagram Roots Music Rambler on TikTok  Roots Music Rambler on Facebook Jason Falls on Instagram Francesca Folinazzo on Instagram Pickin' the Grinnin' Recommendations Caleb Caudle Whiskeytown Subscribe to Roots Music Rambler on Spotify, Apple Podcasts, GoodPods or wherever you get your podcasts. Theme Music: Sheepskin & Beeswax by Genticorum; Audio production by Resonate Recordings. Copyright 2025 - Falls+Partners. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Catch Freddie and Jon as they dive into the classic 2000 horror film 'Final Destination' in this episode. They kick off with a recap of the plot, where Alex, a high school student, experiences a premonition about a plane crash and saves his classmates, only to find death relentlessly pursuing them. The duo shares personal anecdotes, including Freddie's interactions with some of the cast members, and provides insightful commentary on the film's opening sequence, foreshadowing, and notable scenes. They also explore horror trivia and references embedded within the movie, from nods to horror filmmaker Todd Browning to the eerie shout-out to John Denver. Tune in as they analyze character arcs, the impact of the film on the horror genre, and much more on this nostalgic thriller.Get your merch at:shop.thatwasprettyscary.comFollow the pod:https://instagram.com/thatwasprettyscaryhttps://tiktok.com/@thatwasprettyscaryhttps://www.youtube.com/geggheadFollow Jon & Freddie:https://www.instagram.com/jonleebrody/https://www.instagram.com/realfreddieprinze/See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Our guest today is Anna Frick - a mastering engineer from Boulder, Colorado. Anna has worked with Wood & Wire, Billy Strings, John Denver, Clay Street Unit, Della Mae, The Grateful Dead, and Third Man Records.We talk about getting started at AirShow Mastering and the audio industry as a whole, the weight and responsibility of working on Glee, audio restoration with analog tape, being a metadata geek, and actually managing your business.This episode's music is brought to you by Stevie Matthews from Queens, New York. For more information on Stevie, head to: https://www.mynameissteviematthews.com and Instagram: @stevie_zucchiniFor more information about Anna:Check out: https://allysound.comAnd Instagram: @frickinanna

The Music That Made WE volume 5 continues with Irish Lashes of Seattle. He's chosen 10 songs that make up his story, with a soundtrack that includes Evanescence, Mister Mister, John Denver, and more. + Stick around for Viktor's hidden bonus track.   Irish Lashes' links: - https://www.instagram.com/irishlashesbq/ -https://linktr.ee/irishlashesbq   Register for Burlycon! https://burlycon.regfox.com/burlycon2025   The Music That Made WE is a creation of WEBurlesque Podcast Network, produced by Viktor Devonne. For the extended VIDEO version of this presentation, please visit our Patreon.com — all episodes of this series are available under the $1 threshold. that's patreon dot com slash we burlesque [Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act in 1976; Allowance is made for “Fair Use” for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use. All rights and credit go directly to its rightful owners. No copyright infringement intended.] 

The Music That Made WE volume 5 continues with Irish Lashes of Seattle. He's chosen 10 songs that make up his story, with a soundtrack that includes Bernadette Peters, John Denver, Dropkick Murphys, and more. + Stick around for Viktor's hidden bonus track.   Irish Lashes' links: - https://www.instagram.com/irishlashesbq/ -https://linktr.ee/irishlashesbq   Register for Burlycon! https://burlycon.regfox.com/burlycon2025   The Music That Made WE is a creation of WEBurlesque Podcast Network, produced by Viktor Devonne. For the extended VIDEO version of this presentation, please visit our Patreon.com — all episodes of this series are available under the $1 threshold. that's patreon dot com slash we burlesque   [Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act in 1976; Allowance is made for “Fair Use” for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use. All rights and credit go directly to its rightful owners. No copyright infringement intended.] 

12 - Opelka in for Dom today. How sick is too sick to come into work? 1205 - Where is the horrific footage of the Ukraine war? 1220 - Mike tells the story of what it was like being a radio personality in the White House. 1235 - After some talk about dead birds and sickness, Guy Ciarrocchi of Broad + Liberty joins the program to discuss his new piece thanking the Democrats? Guy details how it is a tongue in cheek title and is more highlighting the small things Democrats stand on that people do not care about while there are bigger issues to handle. How close are the mid-term numbers right now and how will the Democrats approach it? 1250 - Finishing out the hour with a tease. 1 - Some Oscars recap to kick off hour two! 120 - Is it a good or bad thing that Trump made English the official language of America? 140 - Who is Don Knotts? Your calls. Why have we never seen John Denver and Randi Weingarten in the same room? 150 - The British ambassador the U.S. implores Zelenskyy to accept Trump's ceasefire deal. 2 - Lauren Fix, The Car Coach, joins the program to discuss Trump's tariff implementation and how it is already working to get manufacturing back to the US. How will these tariffs help our economy and job growth? How long will the tax breaks for EV owners last? What needs to be repealed in the automotive world in order for a healthier car market? Are cars still an investment? 215 - Dom's Money Melody! 240 - What will Trump announce at his address? Your calls. 250 - Wrapping up with moon landing talk!

In this episode of Weekend Debrief, Dave and Wes answer a question about what kind of body Jesus had when He rose from the grave! Send comments or additional questions to (971) 301-2414 or ⁠podcast@graceindallas.org⁠. Recommended Links: Missions Partner Highlight for February (New Church Initiatives) - https://www.newchurchinitiatives.org/ Spotify Podcast Link - https://creators.spotify.com/pod/show/graceindallas Apple Podcast Link - https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/grace-church-dallas-oregon/id414919476 Podcast Sponsor: Silver Falls Coffee - ⁠https://silverfallscoffee.com Christian Online Bookstore: 10 of Those - https://us.10ofthose.com/

Today we're joined by Academy Award-winning filmmaker Adam Elliot. Adam is Known for his painstakingly handcrafted stop-motion films like Mary and Max, and the shorts Harvie Krumpet, which won an Oscar, and Ernie Biscuit.Today Adam shares the emotional and artistic journey behind his latest film, Memoir of a Snail—a deeply personal, darkly whimsical tale about a young girl named Grace and her struggles with isolation and self-discovery.Memoir of a Snail—is nominated for Best Animated Feature at the Academy Awards and as much as I loved Flow and The Wild Robot, I'd love to see this movie take home the gold. One thing that struck me when I was watching this is that AI doesn't stand a chance against work like this—the work is painstakingly personal, soulful, and filled with human touch and it's authentic movies like these that we need to rally behind.I cannot say enough good things about this movie, it made me laugh, it made me cry and I found it both entertaining and deeply moving. So all of you Academy voters, make sure to see it before the big day.In today's episode, Adam reveals the meticulous process behind crafting his stop-motion films, the challenges of writing deeply human stories, and why he insists on using entirely practical techniques in an age of CGI.Here are some key takeaways from this conversation with Adam Elliot.1. Celebrate ImperfectionsAdam's aesthetic stems from a physiological tremor that makes drawing straight lines difficult for him. By embracing his imperfections, he's developed a signature style he calls “chunky wonky.” He encourages artists to celebrate their flaws, both in themselves and their work, as it adds authenticity and charm.2. Embrace Originality by Looking InwardAdam emphasized the importance of creating work that is uniquely your own. Drawing inspiration from his family, personal history, and everyday people, he crafts deeply human stories. For emerging filmmakers, he advises focusing less on homage and more on introspection to find your unique voice.For filmmakers searching for their own voice, Adam suggests taking a step back from external influences. Instead of asking, “What kind of films do I want to make?” he advises asking, “What stories do only I have to tell?” He believes that everyone has unique experiences that can be shaped into compelling narratives—whether it's an unusual upbringing, a family quirk, or an unforgettable encounter.At the heart of originality is authenticity. Audiences connect most with stories that feel honest and deeply personal. Adam's advice: don't chase trends or worry about what's marketable—dig into your own life and embrace the details that make you, you.3. Art Takes TimeAdam's writing process is unconventional—he starts with the details first, such as small quirks and objects (e.g., John Denver music, guinea pigs), and then pieces together the story and structure later. He went through 16 drafts of the script over three years, emphasizing the importance of patience, meticulous research, and revision. Memoir of a Snail took eight years to complete due to Adam's dedication to every stage of production—from scriptwriting to crafting the characters and sets. His meticulous attention to detail is a reminder that meaningful work often requires patience and persistence, but the results can be amazing.4. Balancing Comedy and Tragedy Engages AudiencesAdam's films strike a delicate balance between humor and heartbreak, ensuring that audiences experience an emotional journey without being overwhelmed by darkness. He believes that life itself is a mix of light and dark, and his goal as a filmmaker is to capture that contrast in an authentic way. If a film leans too bleak, it risks leaving audiences emotionally...

In the latest episode of Rewind of the Living Dead, we kick off our 2025 franchise review while cranking up the John Denver as we review 2000's “Final Destination" along with our special guest Chuck and he'd love to be your movie guy...  Music courtesy of Andrew Scott Bell and Karl Casey @ White Bat Audio For more Rewind of the Living Dead, visit our website or follow on social media:https://www.rewindofthelivingdead.com/Twitter: https://twitter.com/rewindofdeadFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/rewindoflivingdeadInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/rewindoflivingdead/

I feel like I should just get out of the way and let my guest, Scott Grace, write this introduction, because honestly? I could barely keep up with him during our conversation! He was so funny, so irreverent, and so ridiculously talented...I was left in the dust! As Scott's bio says, he's a bit of a cross of John Denver, Robin Williams and Dr. Seuss all rolled into one! And channeling all that greatness has been part of Scott's work in this world, even from a young age. This great work of his is in service to inspire us, to urge us to greater and greater things...and to remind us, that humor, and intelligence and kindness, will get us far. To check out Scott's website click here. To check out his YouTube click here! Thanks to all of you who listen, and REMEMBER, ratings and reviews are where it's at! Please do consider doing either, or both!! I will love you forever! Your bit of beauty is this video from the 70's, the original "The Lorax." I loved this film...and this is just a bit of it...because the topic it talked about, the destruction of our natural world, hit hard as a kid. I was changed forever, and perhaps, it still shapes me. Yes, Dr. Seuss is a controversial figure...and has a darker reputation than when I was a kid, but this movie is relevant still, and urges us all to be better stewards of our environment. And that, we should be grateful to Dr. Seuss for, because honestly? We need the reminder!

I feel like I should just get out of the way and let my guest, Scott Grace, write this introduction, because honestly? I could barely keep up with him during our conversation! He was so funny, so irreverent, and so ridiculously talented...I was left in the dust! As Scott's bio says, he's a bit of a cross of John Denver, Robin Williams and Dr. Seuss all rolled into one! And channeling all that greatness has been part of Scott's work in this world, even from a young age. This great work of his is in service to inspire us, to urge us to greater and greater things...and to remind us, that humor, and intelligence and kindness, will get us far. To check out Scott's website click here. To check out his YouTube click here! Thanks to all of you who listen, and REMEMBER, ratings and reviews are where it's at! Please do consider doing either, or both!! I will love you forever! Your bit of beauty is this video from the 70's, the original "The Lorax." I loved this film...and this is just a bit of it...because the topic it talked about, the destruction of our natural world, hit hard as a kid. I was changed forever, and perhaps, it still shapes me. Yes, Dr. Seuss is a controversial figure...and has a darker reputation than when I was a kid, but this movie is relevant still, and urges us all to be better stewards of our environment. And that, we should be grateful to Dr. Seuss for, because honestly? We need the reminder!

Note: "Act 2" will be a separate published audio podcast*Check out EZ's morning radio show "The InZane Asylum Q100 Michigan with Eric Zane" Click here*Get a FREE 7 day trial to Patreon to "try it out."*Watch the show live, daily at 8AM EST on Twitch! Please click here to follow the page.Email the show on the Shoreliners Striping inbox: eric@ericzaneshow.comTopics*Who Are These Free Beer's Preview...Awkward ad reads!*EZ Valentine's Day planning.*EZ not sure how to spell daughter, Jackie's name.*EZ Griffin's hockey story. Penalty box attendant, Danny S gets an assist on a goal*Asshole pilot crashes plane in New Hampshire.*The John Denver head debacle.*The audio on the imploded OceanGate Submersible has been released. A microphone 900 miles away in the ocean picked up the sound. Not sure why it's taken this long for this to be revealed.*Vid of what the implosion looked like in a computer simulation.*O'Neill had a bad night.SponsorsGrand Rapids Gold, TAG Accounting, Green Medicine Shop, Forge 3D, Frank Fuss / My Policy Shop Insurance, Kuiper Tree Care, A&E Heating and Cooling, The Mario Flores Lakeshore Team of VanDyk Mortgage, Shoreliners Striping, Impact PowerSports, Kuiper Tree CareInterested in advertising? Email eric@ericzaneshow.com and let me design a marketing plan for you.Contact: Shoreliners Striping inbox eric@ericzaneshow.comDiscord LinkEZSP TikTokSubscribe to my YouTube channelHire me on Cameo!Tshirts available herePlease subscribe, rate & write a review on Apple Podcastspatreon.com/ericzaneInstagram: ericzaneshowTwitterSupport this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/the-eric-zane-show-podcast/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

It's Heart Month, and with Valentine's Day just around the corner, what better way to express your feelings than through music?  In today's episode, Marlene talks about the timeless and heartfelt classic Annie's Song by John Denver. You'll song insights and Marlene's tips to lovingly playing this beautiful piece on your acoustic guitar. Start Your Free 7-day YoGuitar Video Library Trial! Join our Guitar Tips Community! Our next community jam session is 2/20, don't miss out! MarlenesMusic1 YouTube Channel Marlene's Guitar Courses & Learning Resources YoGuitar Video Library Learn to Play Guitar in a Day!  Coaching Sessions Marlene's Tips For Guitar Playing Success book Thursday Tips blog Past Valentine's themed episodes: Can't Help Falling, Heaven, Lucky Let My Love Open The Door, Have I Told You Lately That I Love You, Love Me Tender All You Need Is Love Thank you to our sponsor! GatorCo.com   Available on... @applepodcasts @applemusic @spotify @spotifypodcasts  #Heartmonth #ValentinesDay #Sweetheart #lovesong #February14th #guitar #learnguitar #playguitar #guitartips #guitarpodcast  Credits: Creator, Host, Producer: Marlene Hutchinson This podcast was made possible in part by: Gator Cases I Create Sound - For help getting your best sound go to www.icreatesound.com

Send us a textHere in Episode 207 of the No Name Music Cast, it is Tim's turn to pick the topic and he chooses to talk about American music artists and what US States they come from.We cover Alabama, Jewel, Alice Cooper and John Denver to name only a few.We also cover Blue Man Group, slide guitar, The Supremes and Florida!Support the showEmail the show: nonamemusiccast@gmail.com Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/nonamemusiccastpodcast/ https://nonamemusiccast.com/

Song: An Open Heart/Gonna Let Life Move Me Music by: Scott Grace   Notes: Learning songs in an oral tradition can be a little like playing telephone, as they take on a life of their own, responding to the people singing them, growing, evolving... I learned "Gonna Let Life Move Me" in a song circle, and loved it. Eventually, I wanted to share it with my Pocket Song singers. So I tried to find out who had written it, so I could ask their permission/blessing and send some financial exchange their way.... and it took a quite a bit of searching before I turned up Scott Grace (Kalechstein)'s original song. This one had shifted quite a bit, so I got in touch with Scott directly to ask how he felt about the changes... I quote his generous answer directly in the episode. Enjoy two songs this week, and see which one lands for you!   Songwriter Info: WARNING:  Scott Grace, who has been described as a cross between John Denver, Robin Williams and Dr. Seuss, is wanted by the authorities for creating the peace, as well as defying the law of gravity with levity. Contact with Scott is likely to be hazardous to your misery, as he has provoked outbreaks of joy in four out of five laboratory humans.  It is alleged that Scott's work has so threatened to cut into the sales of anti-depressants that pharmaceutical companies have offered him millions to retire.  Scott gives keynotes using a stolen identity, a.k.a. the Spiritual Dr. Seuss. His feel-good viruses on YouTube have infected over 2.5 million people with just four of his Seussian videos. Scott has been known to practice life coaching without a license, eluding the police by working over the phone, Zoom, or FaceTime. He fancies himself an intuitive, and smuggles wisdom and guidance over the border from beings he calls spirit guides, who are also not licensed, and who have allegedly not filed a tax return in several lifetimes. As a front, Scott does do various legal, above the board activities. He has written four books, his latest being Mindful Masculinity. Scott also has recorded nine CD's (remember CD's?) of his original music. He presents as an inspirational guest speaker and singer at churches, non-profits, schools, and corporate events. As an occasional stand-up comedian in the Bay Area, he has shared the stage with Dana Carvey and Robin Williams.  But don't be fooled. His rampage of Song Portraits, custom-made personalized song-gifts that honor people for their birthdays, anniversaries, or for no reason at all, have been killing people softly with their song since 1987. Authorities would very much like your help in apprehending Scott. Try catching him on the web at https://www.scottsongs.com, or on YouTube at: https://www.youtube.com/user/skalechstein   Sharing Info: The song is free to share in oral tradition groups, but please contact Scott for recording and/or performing permission. Scott says, "This song is my deepest prayer from my heart of hearts."   Song Learning Time Stamps: Start time of teaching, song 1: 00:04:26 Start time of teaching, song 2: 00:08:51 Start time of reprise: 00:12:16   Links: Scott's website: https://www.scottsongs.com  Scott's YouTube channel: https://www.youtube.com/user/skalechstein   Nuts & Bolts: 4:4, minor, 3 layer or unison   Join this community of people who love to use song to help navigate life? Absolutely: https://dashboard.mailerlite.com/forms/335811/81227018071442567/share   Help us keep going: reviews, comments, encouragement, plus contributions... we float on your support. https://www.abreathofsong.com/gratitude-jar.html

What's up, dudes? Peace on earth, goodwill towards men and women and chickens and bears… and Dizzy Gillespie! Yes, Mike Westfall of Advent Calendar House and Tim Babb from Can't Wait for Christmas are with me to talk all about the 1979 special “John Denver & the Muppets: A Christmas Together!”Advent Calendar HouseFB: @adventcalendarhouseTwitter: @adventcalhouseIG: @adventcalendarhouseCan't Wait for Christmas FB: @CantWaitForChristmasPodIG: @cantwaitforchristmaspodTwitter: @ChristmasPodGive us a buzz! Send a text, dudes!Check us out on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Totally Rad Christmas Mall & Arcade, Teepublic.com, or TotallyRadChristmas.com! Later, dudes!

Producer and director Julia Thompson takes on a 48-hour challenge to track down and interview someone who witnessed the iconic September 19, 1985 Senate Commerce, Science, and Transportation Committee hearing where Twisted Sister's Dee Snider, Frank Zappa, and John Denver defended their lyrics before Congress and the PMRC. This episode features interviews with: Larry Stein Mark Weiss Chuck Eddie Kembrew McLeod  CREDITS 'You Had To Be There' is a Hi Barr production. Created by Hi Barr. 'Parental Advisory: Frank Zappa, John Denver, & Dee Snider vs. the PMRC' was written and hosted by Julia Thompson. Produced by Julia Thompson and Web Barr. Edited by Julia Thompson. Edit, Sound Mix, and engineering by Vishal Nayak. Original score by Teeny Lieberson.   Artwork created by Dylan Lathrop. Special thanks to our parents, friends and chosen family. And most importantly, thank you to the artists who've inspired us because they had to do it. WANT MORE FROM HI BARR?! Sign up to receive our newsletter. Follow us on Instagram and YouTube. For business inquiries, please email: contact@hibarrmedia.com. Were you at one of the events covered on the show? If so, we'd love to talk! Please get in touch via email and/or social media channels like Instagram or X. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

   The special playoff edition of the Football Feast is all you need to get ready for the Chiefs versus Texans and all the post season games.    Stan Weber is carrying an incredible college prediction streak into the show today as he's been perfect so far.  He's also got a couple surprising thoughts about the four NFL games that you may not have considered.    Lee Sterling of www.paramountsports.com has our point spread picks and our Song of the Week is set to a John Denver classic as it waves goodbye sleepy Joe and and welcomes in President Trump.  Let's go America!

Eddie Bayers is the longtime drummer at the Grand Ole Opry. He's recorded over 300 Gold and Platinum albums. He's a 14x Academy Of Country Music “Drummer Of The Year”. He's been inducted into the Country Music Hall Of Fame. He's worked with artists like John Denver, The Beach Boys, Garth Brooks, Elton John and Sting to name just a few.My featured song is “Take Me” from the album East Side Sessions by my band Project Grand Slam, and features my drummer Joel E. Mateo. Spotify link.---------------------------------------------The Follow Your Dream Podcast:Top 1% of all podcasts with Listeners in 200 countries!For more information and other episodes of the podcast click here. To subscribe to the podcast click here.To subscribe to our weekly Follow Your Dream Podcast email click here.To Rate and Review the podcast click here.“Dream With Robert”. Click here.—----------------------------------------Connect with Eddie at:www.eddiebayers.com—---------------------------------------ROBERT'S SINGLES:“THE RICH ONES ALL STARS” is Robert's latest single featuring the following 8 World Class musicians: Billy Cobham (Drums), Randy Brecker (Flugelhorn), John Helliwell (Sax), Pat Coil (Piano), Peter Tiehuis (Guitar), Antonio Farao (Keys), Elliott Randall (Guitar) and David Amram (Pennywhistle).Click HERE for the Official VideoClick HERE for All Links—----------------------------------------“SOSTICE” is Robert's single with a rockin' Old School vibe. Called “Stunning!”, “A Gem!”, “Magnificent!” and “5 Stars!”.Click HERE for all links.—---------------------------------“THE GIFT” is Robert's ballad arranged by Grammy winning arranger Michael Abene and turned into a horn-driven Samba. Praised by David Amram, John Helliwell, Joe La Barbera, Tony Carey, Fay Claassen, Antonio Farao, Danny Gottlieb and Leslie Mandoki.Click HERE for all links.—-------------------------------------“LOU'S BLUES”. Robert's Jazz Fusion “Tone Poem”. Called “Fantastic! Great playing and production!” (Mark Egan - Pat Metheny Group/Elements) and “Digging it!” (Peter Erskine - Weather Report)!Click HERE for all links.—----------------------------------------“THE RICH ONES”. Robert's sublime, atmospheric Jazz Fusion tune. Featuring guest artist Randy Brecker (Blood Sweat & Tears) on flugelhorn. Click HERE for all links.—---------------------------------------Audio production:Jimmy RavenscroftKymera Films Connect with the Follow Your Dream Podcast:Website - www.followyourdreampodcast.comEmail Robert - robert@followyourdreampodcast.com Follow Robert's band, Project Grand Slam, and his music:Website - www.projectgrandslam.comYouTubeSpotify MusicApple MusicEmail - pgs@projectgrandslam.com

Legendary magician Doc Eason shares his transformative journey into magic, the importance of audience connection, and heartwarming stories about his friendship with John Denver … and then Chapter One of “The Linking Rings.” Doc Eason Interview starts at 00:03:30"I Love That" starts at 00:45:19Chapter One of "The Miser's Dream" starts at 00:52:00 LINKSThe Eli Marks Mystery Series: http://www.elimarksmysteries.com/Get yourself a Free Eli Marks Short Story: https://dl.bookfunnel.com/jj1r1yaavjListen to an Eli Marks Audio Short Story: https://BookHip.com/LZBPPMDDoc Eason website: https://doceason.com/The Six Triple Eight: https://www.netflix.com/tudum/articles/tyler-perry-new-netflix-movie-six-triple-eightAlan Arkin Reads “Catch-22” (Abridged): https://youtu.be/jNWsXqcPmsEEugene Burger on Paul Daniels' Halloween Special: https://youtu.be/Xh2r-vuNAM0Check out the Occasional Film Podcast: https://www.fastcheapfilm.com/the-podcast

Send us a textWelcome to Guess the Year! This is an interactive, competitive podcast series where you will be able to play along and compete against your fellow listeners. Here is how the scoring works:10 points: Get the year dead on!7 points: 1-2 years off4 points: 3-5 years off1 point: 6-10 years offGuesses can be emailed to drandrewmay@gmail.com or texted using the link at the top of the show notes (please leave your name).I will read your scores out before the next episode, along with the scores of your fellow listeners! Please email your guesses to Andrew no later than 12pm EST on the day the next episode posts if you want them read out on the episode (e.g., if an episode releases on Monday, then I need your guesses by 12pm EST on Wednesday; if an episode releases on Friday, then I need your guesses by 12 pm EST on Monday). Note: If you don't get your scores in on time, they will still be added to the overall scores I am keeping. So they will count for the final scores - in other words, you can catch up if you get behind, you just won't have your scores read out on the released episode. All I need is your guesses (e.g., Song 1 - 19xx, Song 2 - 20xx, Song 3 - 19xx, etc.). Please be honest with your guesses! Best of luck!!The answers to today's ten songs can be found below. If you are playing along, don't scroll down until you have made your guesses. .....Have you made your guesses yet? If so, you can scroll down and look at the answers......Okay, answers coming. Don't peek if you haven't made your guesses yet!.....Intro song: Over My Head (Cable Car) by The Fray (2005)Outro song: The Star Spangled Banner (Live) by Whitney Houston (1997)Song 1: Ice Cream (Freedom Sessions) by Sarah McLachlan (1994)Song 2: Eliza by Summers Baker (2022)Song 3: Heaven is a Place on Earth by Belinda Carlisle (1987)Song 4: Broken Hearted Savior by Big Head Todd & the Monsters (1993)Song 5: I'd Rather Go Blind by Etta James (1967)Song 6: Love by Newcomers Home (2005)Song 7: Don't Let Go (Love) by En Vogue (1996)Song 8: Weight of the World by The Samples (1994)Song 9: You've Ruined Me Now by Norah Jones (2009)Song 10: Rocky Mountain High by John Denver (1972)

--{ "The Sun is Risen"}-- Taxes and the stresses of life - Biodigital convergence - Why do some people prefer AI interaction over communicating with humans? - Elon Musk and Vivek Ramaswamy and the H-1B Visa program - Does Texas have a new spate of babies left in dumpsters? - 'Be decent'. Is this a good thing to remember in the increasingly hostile world of social media? Alan's blurb from 27 Dec 2006 - The Observer, Brain Chip, Making People Happy, Planned by Economists and Psychologists, New Ethical Society, Huxley, Granite Stone Universities, British Welfare System, Big Brother, Freemasonry, Building Bridges, Building Cathedrals, Chip Off the Old Block, Guiding our Thoughts, Programming by Slogans. (Song: "California Dreaming" by the Mamas and the Papas, "Poems, Prayers, Promises" by John Denver)

The appeal of "Country Roads" extends far beyond West Virginia or even the United States. We're revisiting an episode from this summer that examines the global popularity of the John Denver classic. This episode was produced by Victoria Chamberlin, edited by Matt Collette, fact-checked by Laura Bullard, engineered by Andrea Kristinsdottir and Patrick Boyd, and hosted by Sean Rameswaram. Transcript at vox.com/today-explained-podcast Support Today, Explained by becoming a Vox Member today: http://www.vox.com/members Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

"Almost Heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River," go the John Denver lyrics. The iconic song never mentions ducks or duck hunting. For good reason. Because they're few and far between, but not impossible. State 48 was a huge, successful adventure thanks to friend Mike Smith. Following a couple eventful days duck hunting West Virginia, we crack open a couple Busch Lights, recall the weeks events, talk about his growing up and duck hunting in this off-the-beaten-flyway part of Appalachia.    Visit MOJO's Duck Season Somewhere Podcast Sponsors:   MOJO Outdoors  Benelli Shotguns BOSS Shotshells Ducks Unlimited  Flash Back Decoys  HuntProof Premium Waterfowl App Inukshuk Professional Dog Food  Tetra Hearing Tom Beckbe Voormi GetDucks.com USHuntList.com     Please subscribe, rate and review Mojo's Duck Season Somewhere podcast. Share your favorite episodes with friends! Business inquiries and comments contact Ramsey Russell ramsey@getducks.com

Paul Prestopino was a musician, inventor, and technician with a long and varied career. From 1970 until its closure in 1989, Paul was a technician at the Record Plant in NYC, a venerated studio that helped produce an endless stream of hit records and launched dozens of careers for the engineers and producers that worked there. While working at the studio, Paul, known to everyone as “Presto,” was charged with the maintenance and care of the recording equipment, but he also played on dozens of albums for bands like Aerosmith, The Hooters, Alice Cooper, Slade, and Edgar Winter. He was also an integral member of the bands of Peter, Paul, and Mary, John Denver, and The Chad Mitchell Trio. Paul was part of the lifeblood of the Record Plant, and his passing in 2023 was felt deeply by those who worked with him at the studio. Our very own John Agnello organized this special memorial episode for Paul, where we interview Record Plant alumni and Paul's brother, Greg Prestopino, to pay homage to a man who touched so many lives through his work and music.   

This week we're bringing a little holiday cheer to the podcast with the completely unknown John Denver song Please Daddy Don't Get Drunk This Christmas released in 1973. Who would have thought alcohol abuse and domestic violence wouldn't be the best topics for a Christmas hit? Also in this prepisode music news of the weird, listener emails and we announce next week's album. In this episode we discuss apologies, Mark Zuckerberg, fake names, experimental aircrafts, the Muppets, home remedies, colon health, singing toilets, narcissism, Batman the animated series, Garrett's broad shoulders and so much more! Hatepod.com | TW: @AlbumHatePod | IG: @hatePod | hatePodMail@gmail.com Episode Outline: Quick update on the goings on at the world headquarters Discuss our history with the song/band Song discussion - lyrics and music Music Video How the song did worldwide Amazon reviews Listener email (just 2) Music news of the weird Announce next week's album

(This is a bonus April Fools' episode of Disgraceland that is satire and not true crime.) John Denver was a one of the biggest stars of the Seventies. His easy listening mainstream folk and his squeaky clean, environmentally friendly image made him a favorite in homes all across America. But was John Denver hiding a dark secret? One born of a mysterious military upbringing? A secret he would do anything to protect? A secret he took to his early grave, but that may soon see the light of day depending on numerous Freedom of Information Act court challenges?  To see the full list of contributors, see the show notes at www.disgracelandpod.com. This episode was originally published on April 1, 2020. To listen to Disgraceland ad free and get access to a monthly exclusive episode, weekly bonus content and more, become a Disgraceland All Access member at disgracelandpod.com/membership. Sign up for our newsletter and get the inside dirt on events, merch and other awesomeness - GET THE NEWSLETTER Follow Jake and DISGRACELAND: Instagram YouTube X (formerly Twitter)  Facebook Fan Group TikTok Check out Kikoff: https://getkikoff.com/DISGRACELAND Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

This week, in Aspen, Colorado, when a woman discovers her friend's dead body, wrapped up like a mummy, the whole town freaks out. The victim was a friend to uncountable celebrities, even having her baby shower with Goldie Hawn. The evidence leads investigators to believe that more than one person must've done the killing, but one man says it was him, and him alone. But is he covering for his wife & the victim's friend? A twisted tale of lies & betrayal!! Along the way, we find out that millionaires can't afford to live in Aspen anymore, that when you hang out with Hunter S Thompson, you're probably familiar with drugs, and that just because a murderer says he murdered alone, it doesn't mean he's telling the truth!!Hosted by James Pietragallo and Jimmie WhismanNew episodes every Thursday!Donate at: patreon.com/crimeinsports or go to paypal.com and use our email: crimeinsports@gmail.comGo to shutupandgivememurder.com for all things Small Town Murder & Crime In Sports!Follow us on...twitter.com/@murdersmallfacebook.com/smalltownpodinstagram.com/smalltownmurderAlso, check out James & Jimmie's other show, Crime In Sports! On Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Amazon Music, Wondery, Wondery+, Stitcher, or wherever you listen to podcasts!See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.