Podcasts about Kama Sutra

Are You Ready to Level Up Your Sex Life? Join us in this sizzling episode of Shameless Sex as we sit down with the incredible Shan Boodram, AASECT certified sex educator, certified Sexologist, and host of the Lovers by Shan podcast. She also has an incredible MasterClass we love called The Art of Sex Appeal. With over 20 years of studying and experiencing sex, Shan is on a mission to guide and support those who are already on their sexual journey. Here's what you can expect to learn from this episode: • How to navigate your unique body and desires to enhance your sex life • The importance of sex positions tailored to your body and your partner's • How to prioritize women's pleasure and create a more satisfying experience • Tips and tricks from the Kama Sutra to live a more pleasurable and connected life • How to transition from a novice to an "athlete" in the bedroom • A sneak peek into Shan's erotic jewelry line, Kama, and her MasterClass, The Art of Sex Appeal Shan's passion for modern intimacy and relationship education is contagious, and her expertise will leave you feeling empowered and inspired to take your sex life to the next level. Teaser So, what are you waiting for? Tune in to this episode and get ready to unleash your inner sex appeal. As Shan would say, "Let's get lit up and take it to the next level!" And, as a special treat, Shan shares a surprising secret about the cowgirl position... it's not just about bouncing up and down. Want to know the secret to making it more pleasurable? You'll have to listen to find out! Get more Shan: https://www.loversbyshan.com/ Shan's MasterClass: http://Masterclass.com/shameless Kama jewelry line: https://surmeyi.com/collections/kama Austin! Dallas! Santa Cruz! Come to one of our next live shows for our Who's Your Daddy Tour: https://www.shamelesssex.com/whos-your-daddy-tour Get premium access to our behind the scenes episodes here: https://shamelesssex.supportingcast.fm Do you love us? Do you REALLY love us? Then order our book now! Go to shamelesssex.com to snag your copy Support Shameless Sex by sending us gifts via our Amazon Wish List Other links: Get 15% off your curated erotic experience at Arya with code Shameless at http://Arya.fyi Get an additional 15% off of MasterClass at http://masterclass.com/shameless Get 10% off + free shipping with code SHAMELESS on Uberlube AKA our favorite lubricant at http://uberlube.com Get 10% off while learning the art of pleasure at  http://OMGyes.com/shameless Get 15% off all of your sex toys with code SHAMELESSSEX at http://purepleasureshop.com For products mentioned in the episode: Womanizer Premium 2 Womanizer Starlet Pjur Lust Clitoral Gel

Send us a textIn this episode, Lady Petra and Saffermaster discuss the conclusion of “About the Business of the Go Between” in ch 5 of the Kama Sutra, over a Green Fairy. The Kinky cocktail Hour is brought to you by Motorbunny, the best saddle style vibrator on the market today. Save $40 on your Motorbunny purchase with the code LADYPETRAPLAYGROUND at Motorbunny.com You can order the TechRing, "Where health meets pleasure" at http://myfirmtech.com using the code "KINKY" to save 15%. Put a ring on it!Support the showListen on Podurama https://podurama.com

Send us a textIn this episode, Lady Petra and Saffermaster discuss “About the Business of the Go Between” in ch 5 of the Kama Sutra, over a Hendrix Gin and Tonic. Support the showListen on Podurama https://podurama.com

**The David RB Show Replay On www.traxfm.org. This Week DRB Featured New Cuts From Bill Henry Band, Tristan Plus Trax From Mamacita, Roberta, Kamasutra, Cornell Campbell, Nice & Smooth, Twista, Patchworks, Dam Funk, Stimella, Shakatak, Jay Richford, Benelux's "Switch" (Trax Allstars Ting), Take Three & More. #originalpirates #soulmusic #funkmusic #hiphop #contemporarysoul #remix #rnbmusic #boogie #RareGroove #breaksmusic #afrobeats #reggae #80sgrooves #90sgrooves #housemusic The David RB Show Live Every Wednesday From 8PM UK Time The Station: traxfm.org Listen Live Here Via The Trax FM Player: chat.traxfm.org/player/index.html Mixcloud LIVE :mixcloud.com/live/traxfm Free Trax FM Android App: play.google.com/store/apps/det...mradio.ba.a6bcb The Trax FM Facebook Page : https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100092342916738 Trax FM Live On Hear This: hearthis.at/k8bdngt4/live Tunerr: tunerr.co/radio/Trax-FM Radio Garden: Trax FM Link: http://radio.garden/listen/trax-fm/IEnsCj55 OnLine Radio Box: onlineradiobox.com/uk/trax/?cs...cs=uk.traxRadio Radio Deck: radiodeck.com/radio/5a09e2de87...7e3370db06d44dc Radio.Net: traxfmlondon.radio.net Stream Radio : streema.com/radios/Trax_FM..The_Originals Live Online Radio: liveonlineradio.net/english/tr...ax-fm-103-3.htm**

Folge 21 ist da und bei Ella im Studio ist Jasha zu Gast. Jasha und Ella sind enge Freunde seit die beiden auf der Welt sind und haben schon das ein oder andere Thema miteinander besprochen. Auf der heutigen Agenda stehen Sexstellungen. Gemeinsam vergleichen sie nicht nur die Klassiker und analysieren ihr Taktiken für Stellungswechsel, sondern sprechen auch über die Hintergründe verschiedenster Positionen. Wie langweilig ist die Missionar-Stellung? In welcher Position geht Blümchensex besonders gut? Wie sollte ich mit kleinerem Penis am besten Sex haben? Wie ist das Kamasutra entstanden? Muss man verschiedene Stellungen praktizieren um interessanten Sex zu haben? Eine Folge mit unterschiedlichen Perspektiven, der Sorge vor haarigen Polöchern, kleinen Daumen-Tricks und sich zu fühlen wie ein Tisch. Viel Spaß beim hören! Kontakt und Anfragen: angesext.podcast@gmail.com Instagram und TikTok: angesext.podcast Instagram Jasha: jashalucien

Dans cet épisode, Lambert Drainville, fils de politicien, aborde la politique avec une approche rafraîchissante et sans filtre pour captiver les jeunes. Il décode des enjeux chauds comme les répercussions des politiques de Trump, ses décisions controversées et les effets sur l'économie mondiale. Entre analyses mordantes et débats sur les élections à venir, il offre une perspective franche sur la scène politique. Marie-Eve et Maripier, quant à elles, discutent de sujets légers mais surprenants : positions Kamasutra printanières, l'impact des couleurs sur l'intelligence, et bien sûr, la météo ! Un épisode mêlant politique et fun !Voir https://www.cogecomedia.com/vie-privee pour notre politique de vie privée

Send us a textIn this episode, Lady Petra and Saffermaster read and discuss “Examination of the State of a Woman's Mind”, the conclusion of Part 5 of the Vatsyayana over a Perfect Manhattan. The Kinky cocktail Hour is brought to you by Motorbunny, the best saddle style vibrator on the market today. Save $40 on your Motorbunny purchase with the code LADYPETRAPLAYGROUND at Motorbunny.com You can order the TechRing, "Where health meets pleasure" at http://myfirmtech.com using the code "KINKY" to save 15%. Put a ring on it!Support the showListen on Podurama https://podurama.com

Send us a textIn this episode, Lady Petra and Saffermaster discuss “About Making Acquaintance with the Women, and of the Efforts to Gain Her Over” from Part 5 of the Vatsyayana podcast over a Vesper. The Kinky cocktail Hour is brought to you by Motorbunny, the best saddle style vibrator on the market today. Save $40 on your Motorbunny purchase with the code LADYPETRAPLAYGROUND at Motorbunny.com You can order the TechRing, "Where health meets pleasure" at http://myfirmtech.com using the code "KINKY" to save 15%. Put a ring on it!Support the showListen on Podurama https://podurama.com

Send us a textIn this episode, Lady Petra and Saffermaster discuss chapter 1 of part 5 of the Kama Sutra , On the Characteristics of Men and Women – the reasons why women reject the addresses of men – about men who have success with women and about women who are easily gained over over a Negroni. The Kinky cocktail Hour is brought to you by Motorbunny, the best saddle style vibrator on the market today. Save $40 on your Motorbunny purchase with the code LADYPETRAPLAYGROUND at Motorbunny.com You can order the TechRing, "Where health meets pleasure" at http://myfirmtech.com using the code "KINKY" to save 15%. Put a ring on it!Support the showListen on Podurama https://podurama.com

From Lost In Eros – Book 1Orgy Amy, & More Games with ‘the Player'In 10 Parts By BradentonLarry.  Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.Toshia eventually came upon Don when his head popped back up from a tangled ensemble of painted bodies, in the dark fluorescent party hall. An exotic looking woman with yellow stripes running down the length of her body was now positioning herself over Martina's face facing Don. Don gave the striped woman a smile, and then turned his attention to the green and yellow woman who had taken it upon herself to have him fuck her.Don worked his hand under her hip and gently nudged her upward. She got the idea pretty quickly, and started to lever herself up into a kneeling position without taking her mouth off the cock she'd been sucking. Don managed to move with her, kneeling as he did so. Once they were upright he began to fuck in and out of her seriously. He watched from behind as the woman's head bobbed up and down on the man's cock, almost in rhythm to the fucking Don was giving her cunt.Next to him, a man had moved between Martina's legs, lifted her by the waist and started to fuck her.The woman Don was fucking seemed to stop sucking the guy in front of her, but then Don worked out that the guy was coming. The woman leaned back, and Don sat back on his haunches to let her, so the guy she'd been sucking could scoot out of the way. Don slipped his hands around to the woman's front, where he cupped her nice medium-sized tits. She leaned back against him, turned to look at him over her shoulder, and said, “Um, thanks for the fuck. I'm Amy, by the way.”“It's my pleasure, and I'm Don,” He noticed that her face was also covered in green and yellow paint, as well as quite a spattering of cum. Don thought this was incredibly hot, and he moved his right hand down her taut belly to run his fingertips over her clit.Amy bit her lower lip and moved up and down on his cock. She said, “Keep doing that.”A man in purple and yellow paint stepped up in front of Amy with his cock in hand.“Do you mind?” Amy asked Don.“No; by all means!”Amy reached out and pulled the man's cock to her mouth and began to suck it enthusiastically. Don watched intently, while continuing to stroke her clit from behind. While she was sucking she held still on Don's cock.Glancing over to his left, Don saw the man fucking Martina pull out and shoot a long jet of cum over her lanky body. The woman riding her face leaned forward over her and sucked on the man's cock, getting her tits in the cum on Martina's belly in the process.When the guy in Amy's mouth got ready to come, she took his cock out and stroked it until it sprayed all over her face and tits. She stroked it a couple more times, and sucked on the head, finally kissing it goodbye. The guy moved off in search of other game, and Amy turned back to Don and said, “Do you like that?”“Hell yes!” he said.“I love it when a guy comes on me. Want me to do another one?”“Sure!”Amy flagged down another guy, who was more than happy to let her suck on him.Don took a moment to look over to see what Shelonda was up to, and saw her with her legs scissored with those of a cute little woman with large tits, in bright pink paint. The two women were grinding against each other intently.Don turned his attention back to Amy who was now jerking the guy's cock. He came in a thick gout that splattered on her chin and landed heavily on her left tit. Don moved his hand a little to smear the thick dollop over Amy's nipple.“Oh, nice!” she said, and began to ride up and down on him again. Another guy now stepped up in front of her of his own initiative, and she started to suck him without asking Don. She kept sliding up and down on his cock this time, though, and he started stroking her clit a bit more intently, pinching and pulling on it. The guy must have been watching Amy, because when he was ready, he pulled his cock out and stroked it for her, which enabled her to relax and enjoy the sensations in her cunt and clit. As his cum shot out and splattered all over her face, and then her tits, Amy came on Don's cock. As she shook, her hands moved over her tits and face, smearing the cum all over her. Don took his hand from her crotch and did the same, while also kissing her shoulder and neck through her hair.“I like having you watch me,” she said. “Can I keep you?”“Do you know how to get to the garden?”“No, why?”“It's not important right now,” Don laughed.“Well, what is important that you shoot your cum on my face,” Amy said with a smile.“I think that can be arranged,” Don smiled.Amy fell forward to her hands and knees, pulling off Don's cock in the process. She grabbed a couple of pillows and then lay down on her back with her head propped up, and then said, “Now bring that bad boy up here.”Don quickly complied, straddling the top of her chest. She pulled his cock down toward her mouth and said, “Just fuck my mouth until you're about to come.”Don obliged, pushing forward as soon as she had her mouth on him. He watched her, loving the look of her pretty yellow and green face as she sucked on his thick cock.Glancing to the left, he saw Shelonda crawling over to watch him and Amy. When she got there, she ran her hands over both Amy's and Don's body. This helped push Don toward his orgasm, which he had been holding off since Toshia's little gangbang in the corridor. The thought of that gangbang, and then seeing Toshia getting fucked in the pit did the trick,  He pulled back out of Amy's mouth and promptly spewed a veritable deluge of cum all over her face.Amy laughed and smiled up at him, “Thank you!”“My pleasure!” he laughed in return.Shelonda leaned down to suck on Don's cock a little and then to kiss Amy's sticky mouth.When Shelonda looked up at Don, he said, “Should we go and see what Toshia's up to?”“That should be good!” Shelonda grinned.“Who's Toshia ?” Amy wanted to know.“My friend,” Don said. “She was going a bit fuck crazy in the pit earlier.”“Ooh, my kind of gal!” Amy said. “Can I come too?”“Of course,” Don said.After they wiped the fluorescent paint off each other; Amy's taking quite a bit of time; they headed down into the main area of the disco. They cruised the long platform around the pit and worked their way through the smoke, which was now less densely populated, but saw no sign of her. They finally found her in the bubble bath room.She was about half way around the big tub. At first all Don saw was a muscular back flexing in the bubbles, and a woman's hands on the man's shoulders. A guy stood on either side of the guy with the back, and each of them were reaching in front of the main guy, and now and then leaning in front of him. As he moved around the tub a bit, though, Don saw that it was Toshia in front of the man, with her legs crooked over his forearms. The men on either side were teasing her tits and occasionally kissing her.There were other people playing in the bubbles, so Don didn't notice at first that the buxom blonde from the pit was also there. She was facing the side of the tub, bent over getting drilled from behind, while reaching over to play with the cock of the guy to Toshia's right.“Wow,” Shelonda said.“Yeah,” Don agreed. He gestured with his head toward Toshia for Amy's benefit and said, “That's Toshia .”“Sweet. You're not going to interrupt her are you?”“Hell no,” Don said, “I'm going to sit here and watch.” And he promptly sat down on the edge of the tub to do just that. Shelonda and Amy sat down on either side of him. The strobe lights made the whole show a bit bizarre, but they watched as the guy with the back apparently finished and lowered Toshia's legs. The guy on Toshia's right then stepped up in front of her, and the guy on the left moved around to the right, where buxom blonde girl reached out to stroke him. The man in front of  Toshia moved in close, and she wrapped her arms around him, and presumably, under the bubbles, her legs.Shelonda's hand stole into Don's lap and began to stroke his already very hard cock. An anonymous guy came and sat down on the opposite side of Amy. Soon she leaned over to suck on this new cock, and before long, she slipped into the bubbles to face the man and suck him from there. Don noted that this side of the tub must be shallower than Toshia's.The guy fucking Toshia finished, and as the next guy moved in front of her, she turned around to put her hands on the side of the tub. The guy now behind her began to screw her. The guy fucking Toshia's new girlfriend apparently finished and moved away, so the blonde ducked under Toshia's arm to come up in front of her and proceeded to make out with her while Toshia got fucked.Don looked down just in time to catch Amy; who was even prettier without the paint; getting rained on by a stream of cum. He smiled at her, leaned down and said, “Don't go anywhere.”Amy grinned and nodded.Then Don said to Shelonda, “I'll be right back.”Don dropped into the tub, and made his way across to just behind the guy screwing Toshia , and waited patiently. It didn't take long; the man finished and moved off to the right. Toshia continued to make out with her friend, not immediately changing her stance. Don stepped up and ran his hands over Toshia's ass. He shook his head and smiled when she merely wiggled her ass invitingly. He took his hard cock and pushed it into her very wet cunt in one smooth motion. He felt cum and Toshia's juices squishing out around his thick shaft.Toshia pushed back at him, and he began to fuck himself in and out of her. Only when he had a good rhythm going did he lean forward over her arched back and ask, “So how many cocks have you fucked here?”“Including yours?” she asked, looking over her shoulder at him.“Well, I'm not done yet.”“And just in here or since coming into the disco?”“All together.”“Eighteen.”“Eighteen?” Don said, almost stopping his fucking.“It wasn't easy keeping count, believe me,” Toshia said.“Damn,” he said, “I can only account for six, and that's impressive anyway.”Toshia kept pushing back at him, though a bit more forcefully now that she knew it was Don. “There was the guy you saw me with first,” she said. “I was just dancing, and he started grinding behind me and running his hands all over me, and then he was fucking me and I loved it. I loved getting fucked in the middle of everyone. Then, you saw the next guy; that was intense. Then I started dancing with Jamie here, and two guys came up behind us and we just kind of bent over a little and let them fuck us. They didn't come until they switched places. God, that was hot.”“I can imagine,” Don said, reaching around to squeeze Toshia's tits. He felt Jamie's fingers down below touching the base of his cock as she played with Toshia's clit.“It gets  better,” Toshia said. “After those two, we drew some attention on the dance floor, and guys swarmed all around us. There were cocks all over the place, I had two in my hands all the time, and guys were shoving their cocks between my legs, but not getting anywhere. I was getting all hot and bothered, but we eventually wound up on the steps there, and we both just got on our hands and knees on the second step. Five guys fucked me there, just one after the other, every one coming inside me. There was cum running down the insides of my legs. I must have come myself about eight times.”Don felt between Toshia's ass cheeks and noticed they were quite slick with assorted juices. As he pressed his thumb against her tight little asshole, he said, “Go on.”“Oh! Nobody did that,” she said. He felt her make an effort to relax and his thumb slipped into her. “Umm, I like that! Where was I? Oh yeah, on the steps. At one point this guy sat on the step in front of me and I was sucking on his cock while two different guys screwed me. Then I just moved up and sat on the cock in front of me. That was number, ”“Ten,” Don said. He was working both his thumb and cock in and out of her.“Yeah,  fuck! You two are going to make me come like this.”“Go on,” Don said firmly.“Um, Okay. Well, I thought we could use a break so we came up here; looking for you, by the way; and well, this wasn't much better, except that the bubbles feel nice and slippery. I had Jamie get up on the edge and was licking all the sweet cum from her cunt, when I felt someone playing with my cunt from behind. I looked back and saw a nice fellow standing there, and I just said, ‘Go ahead,' and he did. After he came, two more guys took a turn. And I loved it!”Then  Toshia was shaking with an intense orgasm, and gasping. Jaime finally stopped stroking her clit and took her mouth off Toshia's right nipple.“Hi Don,” Jamie finally said, with a big white smile.“Hi Jamie,” Don grinned back. He also saw Shelonda come and sit down over them. Don shoved into Toshia a bit harder and said, “That's only 13.”“Oh, well, I got up on the side to have Jamie go down on me, and while she was doing it, a couple of guys came by and said they'd been admiring us all evening. So, I said, ‘Well are you just going to admire us?' The one guy laughed and said, 'I want this one first,' and started rubbing his cock all over my mouth, so I started giving him a blowjob. His buddy got down and started fucking Jamie while she licked me. That was hot too! Anyway, I came ,  Fuck, Don!”Shelonda dropped down into the tub and knelt down under the bubbles. Soon, Don felt her tongue as Shelonda started licking at Toshia's clit.“Oh,” Toshia trembled.“What happened then?” Don insisted.“Well, um, I came, and then I asked the guy who I was sucking if he wanted my cunt. As it turns out he did, so I got on my back and he fucked me. His buddy climbed out of the tub and did the same after he came. God, I'm such a slut! Damn; where was I?”“Just before the last three, I think,” Don said, now intently fucking in and out of her.“Oh ,  yeah ,  uh ,  Jamie and I got back in the bubbles and were dancing and messing around when this big strong guy and his three buddies came and were dancing with us. Um ,  well ,  we wound up at this end of the tub ,  and then the big guy lifted me up and fucked me with ,  his ,  big ,  cock. And then two of his buddies,  oh god ,  they fucked me too , ! God, Don! Now you're fucking me,  let me turn around.”He pulled out of her as she pushed Shelonda away.  Toshia turned around and grabbed Don by the back of the neck and pulled him to her for a wildly passionate kiss. She got up on her tip toes, and reached down to grab his cock. Don took her ass in his hands and lifted her up, bracing her back against the wall of the tub. Then he lowered her down on his cock, and she was rocking her hips against him, while he fucked in and out of her.“Don, fuck me,” she moaned. “Come inside me!”Then she was coming again and he was coming too. He pumped hot cum up into her, while her body clenched at his with intense need. They kept fucking while they came, only slowly coming to a halt. She leaned down a bit and, holding his head in her hands, kissed him again, long and passionately.Big BedroomWhen the four of them; Toshia, Don, Shelonda and Jamie; finally climbed out of the huge tub of bubbles, they were joined by a beautiful young woman with a very nice curvy, yet trim and compact body, brown hair with blonde and auburn highlights, and a saucy, playful face. She clearly had cum on her face, throat and tits. Don said, “Toshia and Jamie, this is Amy.”Feeling extremely relaxed after the activities of the day and evening, Toshia leaned over and started to lick the delicious cum off Amy's tits. Amy responded by running her hands over Toshia's body. After several moments of this, Toshia looked up at Amy and said, “Pleased to meet you.”“Likewise,” Amy smiled.“Okay, Don,” Toshia said, turning back to him, “why don't we take a break and you tell me what you've been up to?”They sat on the edge of the tub, watching the people playing in the bubbles, while Don told Toshia about his relatively minor exploits in the pit; first fucking Shana and then Shelonda.“You fucked her in the ass, eh?” Toshia said, smiling acros

Send us a textIn this episode, Lady Petra and Saffermaster discuss the next section of Part 4 of the Kama Sutra. The full title is, “On the conduct of the elder wife towards the other wives of her husband, and on that of the younger wives toward the elder ones. Also, on the conduct of the virgin widow remarried, of a wife disliked by her husband: of the women in the kings harem, and lastly of the husband toward many wives.” We dealt with the first pat over a Railroad.The Kinky cocktail Hour is brought to you by Motorbunny, the best saddle style vibrator on the market today. Save $40 on your Motorbunny purchase with the code LADYPETRAPLAYGROUND at Motorbunny.com You can order the TechRing, "Where health meets pleasure" at http://myfirmtech.com using the code "KINKY" to save 15%. Put a ring on it!Support the showListen on Podurama https://podurama.com

Send us a textIn this episode, Lady Petra and Saffermaster discuss Part 4 of the Kama Sutra. The full title is, “Ok the conduct of the elder wife towards the other wives of her husband, and on that of the younger wives toward the elder ones. Also, on the conduct of the virgin widow remarried, of a wife disliked by her husband: of the women in the kings harem, and lastly of the husband toward many wives.” We dealt with the first pat over a Manhattan. Support the showListen on Podurama https://podurama.com

unntags Hengert #2   Wir befinden uns wieder im Gespräch zwischen Prof.Dr. Arthur von Tropenshower und des Erfinders der Kultfigur Gunti = Gottfried Supersaxo.   Im Sunntags Hengert #2 widmen wir uns in diesem Dialog den Themen wie zb : Himmelaufstiegskommando oder Höllenabstiegsretournierung.  Der eigene Tod wurde kurzfristig storniert. Der schwarze Humor trifft auf und vieles mehr.    AvT : Herr Supersaxo, also erstes möchten ich Ihnen gratulieren zum tollen Resultat beim Oltner Cabaret Casting. GS : Second Place first Looser ! Once more !    AvT : Keine Zeit den Kopf in den Rhonestrand zu stecken. Bei ihnen geht es schlag auf Schlag weiter ! Ihre Kultfigur Gunti hat ja im nächsten Kapitel schon eine Auftragsarbeit des Vatikans und der katholischen Kirche erhalten, wie kam es dazu?   GS : Der Vatikan und die katholische haben schon länger den Verdacht, dass in der Bibel viel geschummelt wurde, viel Text  wurde gestohlen, vieles in der Bibel ist erlogen und nun hat Gunti ja eben wie gesagt, den Auftrag erhalten diese Dinge wahrheitsgetreu zu recherchieren. Da im Moment im Institut für Schneeflockeninventar wenig zu tun ist widmet er sich diesem Projekt und nennt es : Wahre Lügengeschichten aus der Bibel.   AvT : Lüge Nr 1 - Wie Jesus über das Wasser lief - dies aus ihrer Sicht der Dinge und aus den Resultaten ihrer lang  recherchierte Recherche eine Lüge - was haben sie heraus gefunden?   GS : Bei Matthäus 14 - Szene 22-23 wird ja hier ausführlich erzählt - dass nicht nur Jesus sonder auch der Petrus kurzzeitig  übers Wasser lief, bevor er zu sinken beginnt. Meine Theorie ist wie folgt. Jesus war wie immer sehr in EILE, und ja er  hatte ja zu diesem Zeitpunkt noch keine Uhr, die SWATCH wurde ja erst 1983 Jahre nach der Geburt Jesus erfunden und  eben der Jesus mächtig in eile - rannte im u hueru Karacho den Hang nitschiiii und isch voll Speed übär där Gillu  drübär und ja weil auch Barfuss unterwegs ergab es eine Art Aquaplaning. Das sah nun eben bei den Jüngern aus als ob er eben über das Wasser lief, aber wahrheitsgetreu recherchiert ist es eben doch nichts anderes als Aquaplaning.  Avt : Herr Supersaxo, wir danken Ihnen für diesen Einblick in die Schaffenskraft von Gunti und werden ab Heute die Bibel,  deren Text aus einem ganz anderen Sicht und Blickpunkt lesen. Gunti hat ja auch nun eben wissenschaftlich belegt  einiges herausgefunden betreffend der unbefleckten Empfängnis?   GS : Nun, da ist noch nicht alles gerade ganz spruchreif und bevor da wiederum irgendwelche Gerüchte entstehen nur so  viel - Maria sass auf einer Geigja - in einem wohl nun heute würde man das Kleidungsstück wohl eine Art Schwarz-Nasu- Schaf Woll Rollchragu Bikini nennen? Zuvor sass Josef auf der Geigja und las vergnügt in seinem veganen Kamasutra Buch für Fortgeschrittene und nun gut möglich, dass eben der eine oder andere Umstand zur Befleckung führte ?   Variante 2 : Als Maria ihren Slip vergas, sich auf die Geigja sass, wo zuvor der Josef las -  lies - gelesen hatte, im veganen Kamasutra für Fortgeschrittene. Egal welche Variante wir wählen, unbefleckt ist die 2. grosse Lüge.    Avt : Heute wolle wir aber eben nicht nur über Gunti berichten, nein auch die eine oder andere Frage an Sie stellen wie zb Wenn sie die Wahl hätten zwischen einem Praktikum beim Lucifer oder Harvenunterricht für Anfänger beim lieben Gott? Für welche Option würden sie sich entscheiden?   GS : Ich würde wohl die Probezeit im Fäägfiir verlängern.   Avt : Herr Supersaxo, ich danke Ihnen für die ausführlich ausgeführte Antwort auf meine Frage und danke Ihnen für dieses  Gespräch.   GS : Sehr geehrter Prof. Dr von Tropenshower, mein Dank geht an Sie und für ihre gut überlegten und sinnvoll gestellten Fragen in einer Zeit in welcher wir Kirche, Politik und die heiliger Versuchung hinterfragen. 

 https://www.iservalan.com https://www.taletellerclub.comChapter 2: Classical Antiquity – Pleasure, Power, and Myth(Greece, Rome, India, China, Japan)Erotic Art in the Classical World: Sensuality, Divinity, and the Human FormThe civilizations of Greece and Rome profoundly shaped Western attitudes toward eroticism, beauty, and the human body. Meanwhile, in Asia, India, China, and Japan developed their own rich traditions of erotic art, where sexuality was intertwined with spirituality, aesthetics, and philosophy. Across these cultures, erotic imagery was not just about desire—it was deeply connected to mythology, religious devotion, and social identity.The Greek Celebration of the Nude and the DivineAncient Greek art (c. 800–146 BCE) is renowned for its idealized representations of the human form, including sensual and erotic depictions. Unlike later Western traditions, which often moralized sexuality, the Greeks saw eroticism as an essential aspect of life, closely tied to their gods, heroes, and social structures.The Male Nude and Homoeroticism in Greek ArtGreek sculptures and vase paintings frequently depicted the nude male body as a symbol of beauty, strength, and divine perfection. The kouroi (statues of young men) and later the works of sculptors like Phidias, Polykleitos, and Praxiteles showcased a balance of realism and idealism.Homoeroticism played a significant role in Greek culture, particularly in the institution of pederasty, where older men (erastai) mentored and formed relationships with younger men (eromenoi). While controversial today, these relationships were embedded in Greek education, social bonding, and military camaraderie. Erotic vase paintings and sculptures, such as those on the Warren Cup, openly depicted same-sex relationships without stigma.Aphrodite and the Feminine EroticThe goddess Aphrodite, associated with love and beauty, was a central figure in Greek erotic art. The first known fully nude female sculpture, Aphrodite of Knidos by Praxiteles (c. 360 BCE), marked a shift in the portrayal of female sensuality. While earlier depictions of women were clothed, this work introduced the eroticized nude female body as an artistic norm in Western art.Rome: Eroticism, Excess, and Moral ContradictionsThe Romans inherited much from Greek artistic traditions but added their own flair for luxury, satire, and explicit eroticism. Roman erotic art ranged from refined frescoes in wealthy villas to bawdy graffiti in brothels, revealing a culture that embraced sexuality in both elite and everyday contexts.Pompeii and Herculaneum: A Window into Roman EroticismThe eruption of Mount Vesuvius in 79 CE preserved vast amounts of erotic art in Pompeii and Herculaneum, offering an unparalleled glimpse into Roman attitudes toward sexuality. Frescoes from the Villa of the Mysteries and Lupanar (brothel) depict explicit scenes, suggesting that sexuality was not hidden but woven into public and private life.One of the most famous artifacts, the Priapus fresco, shows the god Priapus weighing his exaggerated phallus against a bag of money—a humorous but symbolic image of fertility and prosperity. Romans often associated large phallic imagery with protection, luck, and virility.Satire and Social Commentary in Roman EroticaWhile erotic art was common, Rome also saw moral pushback against sexual excess. Writers like Ovid (Metamorphoses, Ars Amatoria) celebrated love and seduction, while others, like Juvenal, satirized the decadence of Roman society. The Augustan moral reforms (1st century BCE) attempted to impose sexual restraint, yet erotic art continued to flourish, reflecting the contradictions within Roman attitudes toward pleasure.Erotic Art in Ancient India: The Sacred and the SensualEroticism in ancient India was deeply entwined with spirituality, particularly through Hinduism and Tantra. Unlike in the West, where sexuality was often seen in opposition to religious purity, Indian art frequently depicted sensuality as an extension of divine energy.Temple Eroticism: Khajuraho and KonarkThe Khajuraho temple complex (c. 950–1050 CE) and the Konark Sun Temple (c. 13th century CE) feature intricate sculptures of deities, lovers, and erotic acts. These reliefs, far from being mere decoration, reflect the Hindu belief that sexual union mirrors cosmic unity and divine creation.The Kama Sutra and Indian Erotic TextsAttributed to Vātsyāyana, the Kama Sutra (3rd century CE) is one of the most famous texts on love and eroticism. Contrary to its popular perception as a sex manual, it is a sophisticated treatise on pleasure, relationships, and aesthetics. Accompanying illustrations in later manuscripts helped visualize its teachings, making it one of the most influential works of erotic literature.Erotic Art in Ancient China: Daoism and Sensual BalanceIn China, erotic art was shaped by Confucian ideals, Daoist philosophy, and later Buddhist influences. While Confucianism promoted restraint, Daoism embraced sexuality as a path to harmony and longevity.Daoist Sexual Arts and Painted ScrollsDaoist texts, such as the "Art of the Bedchamber", describe sexual practices believed to extend life and health. Erotic scroll paintings from the Tang (618–907 CE) and Song (960–1279 CE) dynasties often depicted intimate scenes with poetic inscriptions, emphasizing sensuality rather than crude explicitness.Later, during the Ming (1368–1644) and Qing (1644–1912) dynasties, erotic books known as "spring pictures" (春宫图) became popular among the elite, blending humor, philosophy, and eroticism.Japan's Shunga: The Floating World of SensualityJapanese erotic art, or Shunga (春画), flourished during the Edo period (1603–1868). These woodblock prints, created by masters such as Hokusai and Utamaro, depicted erotic encounters with both aesthetic refinement and explicit detail. Unlike in the West, where erotic art often faced suppression, Shunga was widely enjoyed across social classes.Shunga as Art, Satire, and InstructionShunga prints were not just pornographic; they served multiple purposes, including sexual education, humor, and even political satire. Some depicted fantastical elements, such as Hokusai's famous "The Dream of the Fisherman's Wife", blending eroticism with mythology.Conclusion: Classical Eroticism as a Reflection of CultureThe erotic art of classical antiquity reveals a diversity of attitudes toward sexuality:Idealized beauty and divine connection – Greek and Roman art celebrated the nude as an emblem of perfection.Religious and cosmic symbolism – Hindu and Daoist traditions saw sexuality as a path to spiritual enlightenment.Humor and satire – Roman and Japanese art often infused eroticism with wit and social commentary.While some traditions embraced erotic art as sacred, others saw it as a source of indulgence or controversy. The tension between openness and censorship would continue to shape erotic art in the centuries to come.The Warren Cup (1st century CE, Roman) A silver drinking cup featuring detailed homoerotic scenes, the Warren Cup provides insight into Roman attitudes toward male-male relationships. Hidden for centuries, it is now a key artifact in LGBTQ+ art history.Khajuraho Temple Reliefs (10th–11th century CE, India)These intricate sculptures depict a range of erotic acts, reinforcing the Hindu belief in sexuality as a divine force. Unlike Western art, which often separated the sacred from the sensual, Khajuraho integrates both seamlessly.The Frescoes of the Villa of the Mysteries (1st Century BCE, Pompeii, Roman Empire)The Villa of the Mysteries in Pompeii contains one of the most famous and enigmatic fresco cycles from ancient Rome. While not explicitly erotic, many scholars believe the images depict a Dionysian initiation ritual, potentially related to sacred sexuality and mystery cults. The frescoes feature semi-nude figures, suggestive interactions, and themes of divine ecstasy, linking sexuality to spiritual transformation. This example highlights how Romans often blended eroticism with religious and ritualistic themes rather than treating it as purely physical pleasure.Shunga by Kitagawa Utamaro (1753–1806, Edo Period, Japan)Kitagawa Utamaro, one of the most celebrated ukiyo-e artists, created numerous Shunga (春画, "spring pictures"), which depicted intimate encounters with exquisite detail and elegance. His prints, such as Poem of the Pillow, emphasized the sensuality of touch, fabric, and movement, offering a refined and almost poetic take on erotic imagery. His work also often featured women's pleasure and agency, making it a significant contribution to the study of feminine desire in erotic art.#stencilart #originalart #investment art #blinkfrictionart #blinkfrictionfashion #reclaimart #reclaimfashion

Send us a textIn this episode, Lady Petra and Saffermaster discuss the last section of part 3, On Certain Forms of Marriage, and f the Kama Sutra over a Perfect Martini. Support the showListen on Podurama https://podurama.com

Si eres de los que no puede dormir bien, te cuesta cerrar los ojos cuando te acuestas y terminas con insomnio por el dolor de tu cuello o espalda ¡Te tenemos la solución!Si eres hombre debes tener la cabeza bien parada y si eres mujer las piernas bien abiertas... aunque suene raro y sacado del Kama Sutra... si usas estas posiciones, además de ganas de 'Delicioso' podrás dormir como un bebé. Mantente al día con los últimos de 'El Bueno, la Mala y el Feo'. ¡Suscríbete para no perderte ningún episodio!Ayúdanos a crecer dejándonos un review ¡Tu opinión es muy importante para nosotros!¿Conoces a alguien que amaría este episodio? ¡Compárteselo por WhatsApp, por texto, por Facebook, y ayúdanos a correr la voz!Escúchanos en Uforia App, Apple Podcasts, Spotify, y el canal de YouTube de Uforia Podcasts, o donde sea que escuchas tus podcasts.'El Bueno, la Mala y el Feo' es un podcast de Uforia Podcasts, la plataforma de audio de TelevisaUnivision.

Send us a textIn this episode, Lady Petra and Saffermaster discuss “About things to be Done Only by the Man and the Acquisition of the Girl Thereby, Alao, What is to be Done by a Girl to Gain Over a Man and Subject Him to Her”, in part 3 of the Kama Sutra over a Perfect Martini. The Kinky cocktail Hour is brought to you by Motorbunny, the best saddle style vibrator on the market today. Save $40 on your Motorbunny purchase with the code LADYPETRAPLAYGROUND at Motorbunny.com You can order the TechRing, "Where health meets pleasure" at http://myfirmtech.com using the code "KINKY" to save 15%. Put a ring on it!Support the showListen on Podurama https://podurama.com

Send us a textIn this episode, Lady Petra and Saffermaster discuss “On Courtship and the Manifestation of the Feelings by Outward Signs and Deeds from Part 3 of the Kama Sutra over a Black Martini. The Kinky cocktail Hour is brought to you by Motorbunny, the best saddle style vibrator on the market today. Save $40 on your Motorbunny purchase with the code LADYPETRAPLAYGROUND at Motorbunny.com You can order the TechRing, "Where health meets pleasure" at http://myfirmtech.com using the code "KINKY" to save 15%. Put a ring on it!Support the showListen on Podurama https://podurama.com

Send us a textTRIGGER WARNINGThis conversation covers difficult topics including child rape. On this conversation, Lady Petra and Saffermaster discuss “Creating Confidence in the Girl” in part 3 of the Kama Sutra over a Scratch Margarita  The Kinky cocktail Hour is brought to you by Motorbunny, the best saddle style vibrator on the market today. Save $40 on your Motorbunny purchase with the code LADYPETRAPLAYGROUND at Motorbunny.com You can order the TechRing, "Where health meets pleasure" at http://myfirmtech.com using the code "KINKY" to save 15%. Put a ring on it!Support the showListen on Podurama https://podurama.com

Lexie Candie, Brigitte Lahaie, Rocco Siffredi, Pascal OP, ou encore Clara Morgane... Si ces noms vous évoquent quelque chose, c'est que vous avez au moins une fois dans votre vie consommé un contenu pornographique ou à tout le moins que vous vous êtes intéressé à l'une de ces pornstars. Pour autant, la pornographie ne saurait être réduite à une simple industrie de loisirs aux dérives souvent dénoncées. La pornographie peut également avoir, par les représentations proposées, une vertu culturelle et pédagogique. On pense ici au Kama Sutra et aux représentations tantriques indiennes, aux œuvres du poète Ovide ou encore au rêve de la femme du pêcheur du peintre japonais Hokusaï. La pornographie se trouve donc être un formidable sujet d'étude puisqu'elle permet d'être abordée sous de multiples angles : à travers la littérature, l'économie, mais aussi les sciences sociales, la psychologie ou le droit. La question de la pornographie est donc par nature transversale et ne peut être réduite à la simple représentation d'un acte sexue, ne peut être réduite à une dimension que certains jugent moralement obscène, voire immorale. Pour aborder la question nous accueillons Vincent Mazzocchi, Avocat inscrit au Barreau de Paris et Docteur en droit public.

Send us a textIn this episode, Lady Petra and Saffermaster discuss the first section “On Marriage” of Part 3 of the Kama Sutra, About the Acquisition of a Wife. And Tthey also introduce a fun new toy from MyFirmTech.com over a Perfect Martini. Support the showListen on Podurama https://podurama.com

Send us a textIn this episode, Lady Petra and Saffermaster discuss the last section of Part 2, “On the Way How to Begin and How to End Congress, Different Kinds of Congress, and Lovers Quarrels.” Over a SeaGlass 2023 Sauvignon Blanc. The Kinky cocktail Hour is brought to you by Motorbunny, the best saddle style vibrator on the market today. Save $40 on your Motorbunny purchase with the code LADYPETRAPLAYGROUND at Motorbunny.com You can order the TechRing, "Where health meets pleasure" at http://myfirmtech.com using the code "KINKY" to save 15%. Put a ring on it!Support the showListen on Podurama https://podurama.com

Send us a textIn this episode, Lady Petra and Saffermaster discuss the continuation of Part 2 of the Kama Sutra, “of the Auparishtaka or Mouth Congress “ (Basically, a chapter on oral sex), over a Classic Margarita. Support the showListen on Podurama https://podurama.com

Send us a textIn this episode, Lady Petra and Saffermaster discuss the continuation of Part 2 of the Lama Sutra, “About Women Acting the Part of a Man and the Work of a Man” over a Poets Dream. Support the showListen on Podurama https://podurama.com

Why do I do what I do? I've lived in shame. I've found a way out. I'm here to help you live in joyful authenticity too! Join me in the Conservatory of Dark Delights on Patreon Teaching, supporting, and inspiring adventurous individuals to embrace their dark sensual desires, delight in the embodiment and mindset of their authentic pleasures, and live a life inspired by erotic arts, sacred sexuality, mystic witch kinkery, and the Kama Sutra. I am devoted to creating a world that fosters acceptance and affection of these individuals who express their Dark Sensuality with wild abandon, one digital creation at a time including books, membership and community, online courses, live workshops, meditations and other digital products. The Conservatory of Dark Delights is dedicated to holding safer and inclusive spaces for Dark Sensuality Explorers/Kinksters/Fetishists/BDSMers including but not limited to individuals who are BIPOC, LGBTQIA+, Furry, Pagan, and allies who are committed to values of consent, bodily autonomy, respect, acceptance, and support for all members of this community. We kindly ask that members share these values to ensure a welcoming environment for everyone.

Send us a textIn this episode, Lady Petra and Saffermaster continue their inquiry into the Kama Sutra with Book 2: The Kinds of Sexual Union according to Dimensions, Force of Passion, and Time” over a Negroni. Support the showListen on Podurama https://podurama.com

What if sexual wellness was the key to self-discovery and deeper connection?  In this episode, Seema Anand, a celebrated Kama Sutra expert, unpacks ancient wisdom and modern insights to transform how we view intimacy, relationships, and well-being. Break free from taboos, rediscover connection, and embrace a more empowered version of yourself.

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Send us a textIn this episode, Lady Petra and Saffermaster discuss Chapter 1 of the Original Kama Sutra over a celebratory bottle of Marie De Moy Brut Champagne. The Kinky cocktail Hour is brought to you by Motorbunny, the best saddle style vibrator on the market today. Save $40 on your Motorbunny purchase with the code LADYPETRAPLAYGROUND at Motorbunny.com You can order the TechRing, "Where health meets pleasure" at http://myfirmtech.com using the code "KINKY" to save 15%. Put a ring on it!Support the showListen on Podurama https://podurama.com

En el programa de hoy, se abordaron temas relacionados con la gestión del gobierno chileno, como el uso de impuestos y los aumentos propuestos para quienes ganan más de seis millones de pesos, destacando el cuestionamiento sobre la efectividad del gasto público en obras. También se trató el tema de la "confianza legítima" en los contratos a contrata y el fallo judicial sobre la Contraloría. Se comentó la situación de las Isapres y las expectativas de la ciudadanía frente a las devoluciones, junto con críticas a la gestión y comunicación del gobierno. Finalmente, se reflexionó sobre el concepto de acuerdos promovidos por el gobierno y su conexión con un modelo político y económico, además de realizar un repaso cultural y literario que incluyó una breve reseña del "Kamasutra". Para acceder al programa sin interrupción de comerciales, suscríbete a Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/elvillegas. Temas Principales y Minutos: 00:05:00 - Reforma tributaria y crítica a los gastos públicos 00:19:10 - Fallo judicial y confianza legítima 00:24:00 - Isapres y devolución de excedentes 00:32:00 - Crítica a los acuerdos políticos 00:42:00 - Casos de violencia escolar y gestión educativa 00:50:00 - Reseña cultural: el "Kamasutra"

Women making bad decisions. Cáel to the rescue? What?In 25 parts, edited from the works of FinalStand.Listen and subscribe to the ► Podcast at Connected..“There is nothing wrong being a Lucky Bastard. It is wrong to rely on it.”They were all psychopaths and murderers after all, so death was becoming a vocational hazard. Me refraining from having as many sexual liaisons as possible wasn't realistic. I wasn't going to be willingly castrated and that was the only way out. The one benefit I could see was me working in a target-rich environment."Now that I have had my turn stymieing Cáel's chaotic yet well-meaning attempts to educate us in the dangers and rewards of free-ranging masculinity," Tessa regarded the assembly, "I am getting out with my victory intact. Good luck, Sisters. You'll need it." Tessa exited, order was restored and; oh yeah, Elsa had brought me here for a sadistic love-fest, sans the sex."I don't know what to make of you," Elsa smiled warmly, "I don't understand you and I find you to be very interesting." Let me make this clear; all three of those statements can be very bad, or very good. 'I don't know what to make of you' means I want to make it with you. 'I don't understand you' is 30% bad and 70% good.When bad, it is a prelude to a break-up. What she means is 'you aren't trying to understand me', thus the end of the relationship. On the beneficial side it means 'I've totally bought into your seduction and I'm ready to screw'. Ah, 'interesting'. Two types of women find a man 'interesting'; women who have to have you, and stalkers.Somewhat redundant. The main difference is how they respond to the Restraining Order and how much fun the erotic side of the relationship will be. The first kind of woman has a public screaming fit if you take out a RO on her. Let them build up to an incinerating level, then fuck them; it's so worth it.Stalkers ignore ROs. That's okay. Now you can legally trap them. They'll do whatever you want. Not because they are afraid of you. It is an RO for God's sake; one night in jail, maybe. No, they'll do whatever sex act you request because that's why they are stalking you in the first place; the sensual/emotional connection.When she starts making bizarre requests of you, subtly direct her to another 'more interesting' guy. Try not to use a friend. That's kind of cold. For the next few weeks, make sure the latest victim doesn't end up as a Missing Person. After that, you've done your civic duty so you can move on guilt-free."Elsa, I need ten minutes to stretch first," I requested. She nodded. Off came the shirt. I retreated to a gymnastics mat and began stretching out my kinks. Five minutes in, I did one of my favorite maneuvers; the backwards human bridge completed when your wrists touch the Achilles tendons.Not only does this extended your abdominal muscles, it exhibits your hard-on and suggest all kinds of pages from the Kama Sutra are, in fact, possible. My performance highlighted my musculature, flexibility and numerous scars. My left thigh still had a light bandage wrapped around it. Whatever the Amazon medics were using was working gangbusters on me.Elsa had retreated to her end of the mat so I glided to my axes then promptly got off the mat. I didn't trust any Amazon, not even Aya and I'd let my heart be cut out if it would save her life. I got the feel for these axes, spun them around a few times then made to get back on the mat."Put the loops around your wrist," Elsa directed."Why?" I retorted. We were back to 'why are we letting a male question our orders.'"You are not allowed to throw them," Elsa allowed. I nodded. I didn't loop them. No, I walked onto the mat, weapons held axe-head down. I walked in five steps, knelt and placed the axes on the mat by my side."Cáel, defend yourself," Elsa stated firmly."Which is it? Do I defend myself and I act in a manner allowed by axe-work, or do I accede to your demands and be automatically defeated?" I responded."Do you believe my spear technique is that superior to your own, made-up style?" Elsa smirked."I think you are cheating. Worse, I think you are being a bully. If you want this to be the 'Elsa is a Bad-Ass' show, congratulations, you've won. I'm not going to fight you. I kneel before you, weapons on the mat, acknowledging that your cheating ways have defeated me," I mocked. "Savor this magnificent victory.""Your opinion of my martial prowess is not what is at question here today," Elsa spoke. I stood up, turned away and walked off the map, interrupting the rest of her speech. She was coming for me this time. I opened my towel, took out my phone and began texting away. "What are you doing?" Ngozi rumbled.*Buffy; job complete. Need to shower before next mission in queue* I hadn't hit 'send' yet."Please correct me if I'm wrong. This was supposed to be a weapon's exhibition. That impli

I've got 3 great guests joining me over 3 rounds of trivia tonight!Our Categories are:ROUND 1: Yoga Pose or Kama Sutra PositionROUND 2: Sports, Entertainment, The ArtsROUND 3: Final Battle of the Buzzer ShowdownMy Guests Tonight Are:MeganThe Aunt Nae Nae Showhttps://www.youtube.com/@mmurphy47208AylaCurator's Choice Podcasthttps://www.curatorschoicepodcast.com/BintouWriter/Storytellerhttps://www.instagram.com/bin2_writes1Stuff I Never Knew Trivia Game Show tests your knowledge with facts you may have never known before! Host Jeff Revilla welcomes three guests to play three rounds of high stakes trivia.How AI Watched this Episode:If you'd like to create AI driven summaries from your audio content, check out Castmagic.ioGAME SUMMARYWelcome to another thrilling episode of "Stuff I Never Knew," the trivia game show podcast where guests compete in a series of challenging and entertaining rounds to showcase their knowledge on a wide array of topics. Hosted by the ever-enthusiastic Jeff Revilla, this episode features three formidable contestants: Megan, Ayla, and Bintou. Each contestant brings their unique flair and knowledge to the table, guaranteeing an exciting and unpredictable episode. Joined by the laughter-triggering sound effects and a playful atmosphere, the stage is set for another unforgettable trivia showdown.Round 1 RecapIn the first round, Jeff kicked things off with a quirky game called "Yoga Pose or Kama Sutra Position." Contestants were tasked with determining whether the given names referred to yoga poses or positions from the Kama Sutra. Ayla started confidently but stumbled on the "feathered peacock," mistaking it for a Kama Sutra position when it was a yoga pose. Bintou followed, misidentifying the "fire log" as Kama Sutra. Megan managed to guess correctly with the "one-legged king pigeon," earning her first point. The round continued with mixed results and much laughter as the participants tried to navigate through Jeff's intriguing list. By the end of Round 1, the scores were tight, with Megan leading slightly ahead of Ayla and Bintou.Round 2 RecapRound 2 saw the contestants dive into traditional trivia categories: sports, entertainment, and the arts. Ayla, seeking redemption from her previous appearance on the show, had a mixed performance; she correctly identified Walter White's profession from "Breaking Bad" but struggled with a question about ABBA's hit song "Waterloo." Bintou, focusing on her strengths, fared well in the entertainment category but faltered in the sports questions, reflecting her self-professed lack of interest in that area. Megan shone brightly in this round; she deftly answered questions about "Walk the Line" and the Rolling Stones' first hit single, solidifying her lead. The buzzer round concluded with Megan in the lead, followed by Ayla and Bintou.Round 3 RecapThe final round was a rapid-fire challenge featuring video hints and visual puzzles, where contestants buzzed in to answer progressively easier clues for decreasing points. Highlights included Megan quickly identifying South Africa for a country and Bintou correctly guessing Hershey Park based on a series of clues. Ayla managed to redeem herself slightly with a correct guess of the Andes Mountains. As the questions grew trickier, the competition intensified, with all contestants showing remarkable quick-thinking and trivia prowess. Megan maintained her lead, navigating the clues with precision, while Bintou and Ayla fought valiantly for second place.ConclusionThis episode of "Stuff I Never Knew" was a rollercoaster of trivia excitement, full of surprises and amusing moments. Megan emerged as the night's champion with 12 points, followed closely by Ayla and Bintou. The show wrapped up with each contestant getting a chance to plug their personal projects, making the episode not just a test of knowledge but a celebration of diverse talents and stories. If you enjoyed this episode, don't miss out on the next trivia challenge. Visit https://stuffineverknew.com/ and sign up to be a contestant or dive into the archives for more episodes packed with fun and fascinating trivia. ★ Support this podcast on Patreon ★

Our societies, our norms, our values are all shaped by stories from the past. Devdutt Pattanaik joins Amit Varma in episode 404 of The Seen and the Unseen to discuss his life, our society and why we should take mythology seriously. Note: This is Part 2 of a 12-hour episode, being uploaded in two parts now because Spotify and YouTube don't allow uploads over 12 hours. So do listen to Part 1 first -- and if you are on another podcast app, just play the full version if it is there! (FOR FULL LINKED SHOW NOTES, GO TO SEENUNSEEN.IN.) Also check out 1. Devdutt Pattanaik on Instagram, Twitter, LinkedIn, Wikipedia, YouTube, Amazon and his own website. 2. Myth = Mithya: Decoding Hindu Mythology -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 3. The Girl Who Chose -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 4. The Boys Who Fought -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 5. Ramayana Versus Mahabharata -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 6. My Gita -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 7. Bahubali: 63 Insights into Jainism -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 8. Sati Savitri -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 9. Business Sutra -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 10. Ahimsa: 100 Reflections on the Harappan Civilization -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 11. Olympus -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 12. Eden -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 13. East vs West -- The Myths That Mystify -- Devdutt Pattanaik's 2009 TED Talk. 14. Today My Mother Came Home -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 15. The Incredible Curiosities of Mukulika Banerjee — Episode 276 of The Seen and the Unseen. 16. The Life and Times of Mrinal Pande — Episode 263 of The Seen and the Unseen. 17. Sara Rai Inhales Literature — Episode 255 of The Seen and the Unseen. 18. The Life and Times of Shanta Gokhale — Episode 311 of The Seen and the Unseen. 19. Yuganta -- Irawati Karve. 20. Women in Indian History — Episode 144 of The Seen and the Unseen (w Ira Mukhoty). 21. The Jewel in the Crown -- BBC TV series. 22. Heat and Dust -- James Ivory. 23. The Sexual Outlaw -- John Rechy. 24. Bombay Dost and Gay Bombay. 25. The Double ‘Thank You' Moment — John Stossel. 26. The Kama Sutra. 27. Liberty -- Isaiah Berlin. 28. Thought and Choice in Chess -- Adriaan de Groot. 29. The Seven Basic Plots -- Christopher Booker. 30. The Seven Basic Plots -- Episode 69 of Everything is Everything. 31. The Hero with a Thousand Faces -- Joseph Campbell. 32. The Big Questions -- Steven Landsburg. 33. 300 Ramayanas — AK Ramanujan. 33. The egg came before the chicken. 34. The Evolution of Cooperation — Robert Axelrod. 35. The Trees -- Philip Larkin. 36. Who We Are and How We Got Here — David Reich. 37. Early Indians — Tony Joseph. 38. Tony Joseph's episode on The Seen and the Unseen. 39. A Life in Indian Politics — Episode 149 of The Seen and the Unseen (w Jayaprakash Narayan). 40. The BJP Before Modi — Episode 202 of The Seen and the Unseen (w Vinay Sitapati). 41. Jugalbandi -- Vinay Sitapati. 42. Perfect Days -- Wim Wenders. 43. The Loneliness of the Indian Woman — Episode 259 of The Seen and the Unseen (w Shrayana Bhattacharya). 44. The Loneliness of the Indian Man — Episode 303 of The Seen and the Unseen (w Nikhil Taneja). 45. Mary Wollstonecraft and bell hooks. 46. If India Was Five Days Old -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 47. The Road to Freedom — Arthur C Brooks. 48. The Master and His Emissary -- Iain McGilchrist. 49. This Be The Verse — Philip Larkin. 50. Human -- Michael Gazzaniga. 51. The Elephant in the Brain — Kevin Simler and Robin Hanson. 52. The Blank Slate -- Steven Pinker. 53. Amitava Kumar Finds the Breath of Life — Episode 265 of The Seen and the Unseen. 54. Wanderers, Kings, Merchants — Peggy Mohan. 55. Understanding India Through Its Languages — Episode 232 of The Seen and the Unseen (w Peggy Mohan). 56. The Reformers -- Episode 28 of Everything is Everything. 57. The Golden Bough -- James Frazer. 58. Myth And Reality: Studies In The Formation Of Indian Culture -- DD Kosambi. 59. Srimad Bhagavatam -- Kamala Subramaniam. 60. Boris Vallejo on Instagram, Wikipedia and his own website. 61. The Last Temptation Of Christ -- Nikos Kazantzakis. 62. The Last Temptation Of Christ -- Martin Scorcese. 63. Jeff Bezos on The Lex Fridman Podcast.  64. The Poem of the Killing of Meghnad -- Michael Madhusudan Dutt. 65. Eichmann in Jerusalem: A Report on the Banality of Evil — Hannah Arendt. 66. The Crown -- Created by Peter Morgan. 67. Profit = Philanthropy — Amit Varma. 68. Imaginary Number — Vijay Seshadri. 69. The Buddha's Footprint -- Johan Elverskog. 70. A Prehistory of Hinduism -- Manu Devadevan. 71. The ‘Early Medieval' Origins of India -- Manu Devadevan. 72. Unmasking Buddhism -- Bernard Faure. 73. The Red Thread -- Bernard Faure. 74. The Power of Denial -- Bernard Faure. 75. The Thousand and One Lives of the Buddha -- Bernard Faure. 76. A Modern Look At Ancient Chinese Theory Of Language -- Chad Hansen. 77. Hermann Kulke, Umakant Mishra and Ganesh Devy on Amazon. 78. The Hours -- Michael Cunningham. 79. The Hours -- Stephen Daldry. 79. Ancestral Dravidian languages in Indus Civilization -- Bahata Ansumali Mukhopadhyay. 80. Myth -- Laurence Coupe. This episode is sponsored by Rang De, a platform that enables individuals to invest in farmers, rural entrepreneurs and artisans. Amit Varma and Ajay Shah have launched a new course called Life Lessons, which aims to be a launchpad towards learning essential life skills all of you need. For more details, and to sign up, click here. Amit and Ajay also bring out a weekly YouTube show, Everything is Everything. Have you watched it yet? You must! And have you read Amit's newsletter? Subscribe right away to The India Uncut Newsletter! It's free! Also check out Amit's online course, The Art of Clear Writing. Episode art: ‘Tell' by Simahina.

Our societies, our norms, our values are all shaped by stories from the past. Devdutt Pattanaik joins Amit Varma in episode 404 of The Seen and the Unseen to discuss his life, our society and why we should take mythology seriously. Note: This is Part 1 of a 12-hour episode, being uploaded in two parts now because Spotify and YouTube don't allow uploads over 12 hours. So if you are on another podcast app, just play the full version if it is there! (FOR FULL LINKED SHOW NOTES, GO TO SEENUNSEEN.IN.) Also check out 1. Devdutt Pattanaik on Instagram, Twitter, LinkedIn, Wikipedia, YouTube, Amazon and his own website. 2. Myth = Mithya: Decoding Hindu Mythology -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 3. The Girl Who Chose -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 4. The Boys Who Fought -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 5. Ramayana Versus Mahabharata -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 6. My Gita -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 7. Bahubali: 63 Insights into Jainism -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 8. Sati Savitri -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 9. Business Sutra -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 10. Ahimsa: 100 Reflections on the Harappan Civilization -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 11. Olympus -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 12. Eden -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 13. East vs West -- The Myths That Mystify -- Devdutt Pattanaik's 2009 TED Talk. 14. Today My Mother Came Home -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 15. The Incredible Curiosities of Mukulika Banerjee — Episode 276 of The Seen and the Unseen. 16. The Life and Times of Mrinal Pande — Episode 263 of The Seen and the Unseen. 17. Sara Rai Inhales Literature — Episode 255 of The Seen and the Unseen. 18. The Life and Times of Shanta Gokhale — Episode 311 of The Seen and the Unseen. 19. Yuganta -- Irawati Karve. 20. Women in Indian History — Episode 144 of The Seen and the Unseen (w Ira Mukhoty). 21. The Jewel in the Crown -- BBC TV series. 22. Heat and Dust -- James Ivory. 23. The Sexual Outlaw -- John Rechy. 24. Bombay Dost and Gay Bombay. 25. The Double ‘Thank You' Moment — John Stossel. 26. The Kama Sutra. 27. Liberty -- Isaiah Berlin. 28. Thought and Choice in Chess -- Adriaan de Groot. 29. The Seven Basic Plots -- Christopher Booker. 30. The Seven Basic Plots -- Episode 69 of Everything is Everything. 31. The Hero with a Thousand Faces -- Joseph Campbell. 32. The Big Questions -- Steven Landsburg. 33. 300 Ramayanas — AK Ramanujan. 33. The egg came before the chicken. 34. The Evolution of Cooperation — Robert Axelrod. 35. The Trees -- Philip Larkin. 36. Who We Are and How We Got Here — David Reich. 37. Early Indians — Tony Joseph. 38. Tony Joseph's episode on The Seen and the Unseen. 39. A Life in Indian Politics — Episode 149 of The Seen and the Unseen (w Jayaprakash Narayan). 40. The BJP Before Modi — Episode 202 of The Seen and the Unseen (w Vinay Sitapati). 41. Jugalbandi -- Vinay Sitapati. 42. Perfect Days -- Wim Wenders. 43. The Loneliness of the Indian Woman — Episode 259 of The Seen and the Unseen (w Shrayana Bhattacharya). 44. The Loneliness of the Indian Man — Episode 303 of The Seen and the Unseen (w Nikhil Taneja). 45. Mary Wollstonecraft and bell hooks. 46. If India Was Five Days Old -- Devdutt Pattanaik. 47. The Road to Freedom — Arthur C Brooks. 48. The Master and His Emissary -- Iain McGilchrist. 49. This Be The Verse — Philip Larkin. 50. Human -- Michael Gazzaniga. 51. The Elephant in the Brain — Kevin Simler and Robin Hanson. 52. The Blank Slate -- Steven Pinker. 53. Amitava Kumar Finds the Breath of Life — Episode 265 of The Seen and the Unseen. 54. Wanderers, Kings, Merchants — Peggy Mohan. 55. Understanding India Through Its Languages — Episode 232 of The Seen and the Unseen (w Peggy Mohan). 56. The Reformers -- Episode 28 of Everything is Everything. 57. The Golden Bough -- James Frazer. 58. Myth And Reality: Studies In The Formation Of Indian Culture -- DD Kosambi. 59. Srimad Bhagavatam -- Kamala Subramaniam. 60. Boris Vallejo on Instagram, Wikipedia and his own website. 61. The Last Temptation Of Christ -- Nikos Kazantzakis. 62. The Last Temptation Of Christ -- Martin Scorcese. 63. Jeff Bezos on The Lex Fridman Podcast.  64. The Poem of the Killing of Meghnad -- Michael Madhusudan Dutt. 65. Eichmann in Jerusalem: A Report on the Banality of Evil — Hannah Arendt. 66. The Crown -- Created by Peter Morgan. 67. Profit = Philanthropy — Amit Varma. 68. Imaginary Number — Vijay Seshadri. 69. The Buddha's Footprint -- Johan Elverskog. 70. A Prehistory of Hinduism -- Manu Devadevan. 71. The ‘Early Medieval' Origins of India -- Manu Devadevan. 72. Unmasking Buddhism -- Bernard Faure. 73. The Red Thread -- Bernard Faure. 74. The Power of Denial -- Bernard Faure. 75. The Thousand and One Lives of the Buddha -- Bernard Faure. 76. A Modern Look At Ancient Chinese Theory Of Language -- Chad Hansen. 77. Hermann Kulke, Umakant Mishra and Ganesh Devy on Amazon. 78. The Hours -- Michael Cunningham. 79. The Hours -- Stephen Daldry. 79. Ancestral Dravidian languages in Indus Civilization -- Bahata Ansumali Mukhopadhyay. 80. Myth -- Laurence Coupe. This episode is sponsored by Rang De, a platform that enables individuals to invest in farmers, rural entrepreneurs and artisans. Amit Varma and Ajay Shah have launched a new course called Life Lessons, which aims to be a launchpad towards learning essential life skills all of you need. For more details, and to sign up, click here. Amit and Ajay also bring out a weekly YouTube show, Everything is Everything. Have you watched it yet? You must! And have you read Amit's newsletter? Subscribe right away to The India Uncut Newsletter! It's free! Also check out Amit's online course, The Art of Clear Writing. Episode art: ‘Tell' by Simahina.

In this episode, Kris Yeo and Kyle Hennessy share their beauty tips, personal experiences in stand-up comedy, and the challenges of online dating, particularly as a trans person. The conversation delves into body image issues within the modeling industry, the impact of diet culture, and the importance of body inclusivity. The hosts also engage in a light-hearted game of 'Cute or Creepy,' discussing various topics with humor and insight.

Women making bad decisions. Cáel to the rescue? What? In 25 parts, edited from the works of FinalStand. Listen and subscribe to the ► Podcast at Connected.. “There is nothing wrong being a Lucky Bastard. It is wrong to rely on it.” They were all psychopaths and murderers after all, so death was becoming a vocational hazard. Me refraining from having as many sexual liaisons as possible wasn't realistic. I wasn't going to be willingly castrated and that was the only way out. The one benefit I could see was me working in a target-rich environment. "Now that I have had my turn stymieing Cáel's chaotic yet well-meaning attempts to educate us in the dangers and rewards of free-ranging masculinity," Tessa regarded the assembly, "I am getting out with my victory intact. Good luck, Sisters. You'll need it." Tessa exited, order was restored and; oh yeah, Elsa had brought me here for a sadistic love-fest, sans the sex. "I don't know what to make of you," Elsa smiled warmly, "I don't understand you and I find you to be very interesting." Let me make this clear; all three of those statements can be very bad, or very good. 'I don't know what to make of you' means I want to make it with you. 'I don't understand you' is 30% bad and 70% good. When bad, it is a prelude to a break-up. What she means is 'you aren't trying to understand me', thus the end of the relationship. On the beneficial side it means 'I've totally bought into your seduction and I'm ready to screw'. Ah, 'interesting'. Two types of women find a man 'interesting'; women who have to have you, and stalkers. Somewhat redundant. The main difference is how they respond to the Restraining Order and how much fun the erotic side of the relationship will be. The first kind of woman has a public screaming fit if you take out a RO on her. Let them build up to an incinerating level, then fuck them; it's so worth it. Stalkers ignore ROs. That's okay. Now you can legally trap them. They'll do whatever you want. Not because they are afraid of you. It is an RO for God's sake; one night in jail, maybe. No, they'll do whatever sex act you request because that's why they are stalking you in the first place; the sensual/emotional connection. When she starts making bizarre requests of you, subtly direct her to another 'more interesting' guy. Try not to use a friend. That's kind of cold. For the next few weeks, make sure the latest victim doesn't end up as a Missing Person. After that, you've done your civic duty so you can move on guilt-free. "Elsa, I need ten minutes to stretch first," I requested. She nodded. Off came the shirt. I retreated to a gymnastics mat and began stretching out my kinks. Five minutes in, I did one of my favorite maneuvers; the backwards human bridge completed when your wrists touch the Achilles tendons. Not only does this extended your abdominal muscles, it exhibits your hard-on and suggest all kinds of pages from the Kama Sutra are, in fact, possible. My performance highlighted my musculature, flexibility and numerous scars. My left thigh still had a light bandage wrapped around it. Whatever the Amazon medics were using was working gangbusters on me. Elsa had retreated to her end of the mat so I glided to my axes then promptly got off the mat. I didn't trust any Amazon, not even Aya and I'd let my heart be cut out if it would save her life. I got the feel for these axes, spun them around a few times then made to get back on the mat. "Put the loops around your wrist," Elsa directed. "Why?" I retorted. We were back to 'why are we letting a male question our orders.' "You are not allowed to throw them," Elsa allowed. I nodded. I didn't loop them. No, I walked onto the mat, weapons held axe-head down. I walked in five steps, knelt and placed the axes on the mat by my side. "Cáel, defend yourself," Elsa stated firmly. "Which is it? Do I defend myself and I act in a manner allowed by axe-work, or do I accede to your demands and be automatically defeated?" I responded. "Do you believe my spear technique is that superior to your own, made-up style?" Elsa smirked. "I think you are cheating. Worse, I think you are being a bully. If you want this to be the 'Elsa is a Bad-Ass' show, congratulations, you've won. I'm not going to fight you. I kneel before you, weapons on the mat, acknowledging that your cheating ways have defeated me," I mocked. "Savor this magnificent victory." "Your opinion of my martial prowess is not what is at question here today," Elsa spoke. I stood up, turned away and walked off the map, interrupting the rest of her speech. She was coming for me this time. I opened my towel, took out my phone and began texting away. "What are you doing?" Ngozi rumbled. *Buffy; job complete. Need to shower before next mission in queue* I hadn't hit 'send' yet. "Please correct me if I'm wrong. This was supposed to be a weapon's exhibition. That implies a study of your opponents training and capabilities. Elsa's prowess, along with my own, are the question here to today," I insisted. "Otherwise it is a waste of time for every non-sadist here." "Is it absolutely crucial that you throw an axe at Elsa?" Traska questioned. "No. It is absolutely crucial that Elsa fight under the handicap that I might throw an axe," I instructed her. "It changes the range dynamic. If I can hit her from; oh, five meters out, she has to keep close. If she has to keep close, my axes can engage her hand-to-hand." "Since Elsa chose a long spear, throwing it is clumsy, thus reducing her options," I stated. "Any range over six meters and she can probably dodge, or deflect, my throw. So we are both range limited, as it should be for a good exhibition." "I bow you reasoning," Elsa gave me a respectful nod of the head. Fucker; she liked me more, not less, despite my verbal reticence. We went to our corners. I charged first. Oh God; Elsa was super-great at spear. Less anyone forget, the spear has not only a sharp point; it also has a 20 cm bladed surface on each side plus a sold, oak shaft for blocking, poking and smacking. Elsa swung the spear around her body in lightning quick arcs. She could fight long shaft, or short shaft, as the range dictated. Long shaft was like fighting a dagger on a stick; cut and thrust. Short shaft was mainly thrusting, but was good for holding me back if I got inside her 'long' guard. Elsa's advantages were life-long experience, tons of natural talent, and being quicker than me. Our staminas were evenly matched. The drain of Elsa's fluid style equaled my two-weapon use. I had her in bulk and brawn. Elsa and I were at the top of the spectrum for our respective genders; physically and mentally better off than the majority. This meant I had her on brute strength and reach. That was genetics talking. My only other advantage was the uniqueness of my style. Elsa hadn't faced it before, though I'm sure she'd watched Constanza and Crewe's fight with me on video. Elsa figured out quickly that a left-handed battle axe made a poor shield. It covered far less area and took more energy and concentration for the assaulted to defend themselves. As soon as she put that bit of knowledge into her arsenal of tricks, I showed her another one. An axe is an axe, and when she slapped that spear against my guard one too many times, my right-handed axe chopped into the shaft, severing the spear blade from the rest of the spear. This was the point where an Amazon would have pressed the attack. I was deciding to take as little of a beating as possible. I fell back, knelt and put my axes down. There was a hush. "Elsa, do you wish to retrieve another spear?" I inquired. This was an exhibition after all. Actually, this was Elsa proving she was better than me, but she a script to stick to. "To your starting place," Elsa commanded. "Get some water." I picked up my axes and withdrew; backwards. Oneida had crept around to my side. "I know what you did this morning," Oneida gave me some water to drink. "It was very clever of you to send me away for my safety. It makes me adore you even more." I reached out with one finger and poked her nose. "You're silly," I sighed. "No," she giggled like a school girl. I was going to Hell for this one. "You are an 'Ash Man' reborn. I read about it." I had no clue that was and Elsa was waiting. The rest was pre-ordained. I got a few light cuts while not leaving a mark on Elsa. I scored major points by disposing of Elsa's second spear though I lost both axes in the endeavor. She swept my feet out from under me, I rolled away from her follow up kick and quickly went to my knees, palms flat on the mat and head lowered. Only the mentally handicapped would have thought I'd won any part of the martial contest. I'd drawn the first time. My ability to defeat Elsa with the equivalent of a staff was undecided. I had been disarmed and disarmed Elsa the second time; technically a draw, but it wasn't. Why? Because Elsa had been trying NOT to kill me, or even injury me (too much). I had been doing the same. If by some calamity I'd killed Elsa, I would have been lucky to fall on my own axes before the crowd butchered me. No, mine had been an amateur effort. I had missed Elsa mostly because I never got close. Elsa had to hold back from slicing me up and running me through. Elsa walked right up to me; I mean Right up to me. She tapped my head, indicating I should look up. There was her cunt maybe 2 inches away with only her skintight shorts between us. "As this demonstrates, we need to continue to work and update our styles," Elsa addressed the throngs. "Cáel put forth his usual exceptional effort; for the gifted amateur that he is." "Thank you for your attention today, my sisters," Elsa concluded. End of lesson. Traska picked up her medical kit and came my way. Oneida and a half dozen other Amazons closed in as well. Elsa didn't move a millimeter. Her fragrance wafted in my face. When Traska tried to shift me around so she could better access my wounds, Elsa stopped me with her hand on my head. Traska found it odd for a second then they all clued in. Elsa was making a statement. This wasn't Amazonian mannerisms coming to the fore. This was throwing down a gauntlet; Elsa's intention to win this competition; me. Amazons were inherently competitive, being tested and testing themselves against previous achievements and each other. Before Buffy opened her big mouth an hour ago, any contest for me had been a joke; the whole 'hunt me down in X-number of days'. Buffy had beaten Elsa to me. You don't get to be a 3000 year old secret society by letting one setback force you to admit defeat. No; Elsa was stepping up her game. The amazing transformation that had confused the women around us was that, according to Elsa, my opinion suddenly mattered. Buffy had made a point of me finding a way to be with her. My choice. Better yet, I'd made my choice to be with her while my life was on the line. Once again, 'I laugh at death' is an incredible turn on. Elsa hadn't changed her stance about men being armed. She was letting me train so she could summon me whenever she wanted me; unless Katrina put her foot down. Katrina wasn't going to do that often. Elsa was a useful subordinate and Katrina finally had her test dummy; me; on the firing range, which she had wanted all along. Katrina is scary-smart. You don't think so? Who kept throwing me and Buffy together knowing of the Buffy/Elsa rivalry? Who approved my sex weekend with Buffy? Who approved my firearms training once she had Elsa's endorsement? As you might recall, that was something Elsa swore she'd never do, yet here we were; a male being trained with firearms at Havenstone. Katrina didn't know when I'd figure out a way to sleep with Buffy, but she had faith in me that once I got to know Buffy, I'd figure something out. I'm far easier to read than the US Tax Code, or the Affordable Care Act. I liked sex with women, I liked being seen as a good guy, I liked trying to be a good guy; roughly in that order. Katrina knew that. I didn't particularly mind being used by her either. That was her job; to protect the security and integrity of Havenstone. Now Buffy was happy, Elsa was letting me train and by dint of my outrageous behavior, I was assisting Katrina in her plot to restore stability to the traditional Amazon bloodlines. Traska slathered this synthetic goo over my lacerations. It stung, but it aided in the healing process and was flexible enough to barely restrict movement. I winced and 'stumbled' forward face-first into Elsa's crotch. My nose ridge pressed deep into her camel toe, certainly pushing down on her clit. "I apologize," I said softly. I didn't move. Elsa didn't see fit to move me, even with her hand still in the hair on the top of my head. "Finished," Traska sighed. "Let me help you up," Oneida jumped to my aid. She helped me stand, but Elsa didn't seem to mind. Getting out of the gym alive was easy. My heartfelt pledge to myself to never return was futile. Sweaty chicks hang out at gyms. As a kid, I played D and D. If I was a Ranger, gyms would be my favored terrain. Okay, maybe bars then gyms. Fine, rock concerts, bars then gyms. I almost made it to the locker room. Coming from the other direction; the non-blooded gym; was Felix. "Hey Felix," I greeted him. Here I was with several fresh wounds and ten steamy ladies who all appeared to have a definite interest in my physique, if not my well-being. Felix was alone. That would not do, not for a man like Felix. "What happened to you?" he asked. "Figure-skating accident," I lied. "It seems I'm clumsy on ice." He didn't buy if for a second. "Oh; maybe Brooke can help patch you up tonight," he grinned. Asshole. The only flaw in his game plan was that the chicks around me didn't give a rat's ass about outsider women. They certainly weren't going to be jealous of them. "Good idea," I nodded. "Where are my manners? This is Oneida, Elsa, Traska and; well, I can't say I've been able to catch everyone's names yet." The unknown women didn't bother introducing themselves. Why? Felix was only a male. They had no immediate need of him, so they didn't bother being civil. Felix was an Alpha's Alpha. He didn't give up that easily. We made it to the showers. Buffy, having not worked out, waited by my locker. Mystically, Elsa appeared in the showers at the exact same time as me. Felix was right behind her. "Felix Melena," he offered his hand to Elsa. She shook it then went back to showering. "I'm better than Cáel." Elsa gave him a quick sneer. "What gives you that idea?" she murmured. "Why don't you let me prove it," he turned to face her, giving Elsa the complete Felix Melena aesthetic. He was a centimeter, or two taller, I was maybe three kilograms heavier and we both lavished attention on our bodies. He was perhaps a bit longer, but narrower down there. As long as it wasn't aimed at my mouth, or ass, I didn't care. By the lack of reaction in Elsa's body tempo, she didn't care either. "If you were a team bodyguard and an assassin appeared to be trying to kill myself and Hayden, who would you protect with your life?" Elsa posed. "I'd kill the assassin," Felix came back immediately. Felix was a winner. "Cáel?" Elsa said. "Hayden," I responded. "I'm a bodyguard. From the top down; protect, secure, return fire." "Cáel, you are trained as a bodyguard?" Felix smirked. "Nah. That was the common sense answer to the question she asked," I shrugged. Shampoo time. Felix was going to make me pay for that comeback. "Felix, would you ever work at Havenstone; off the clock?" Elsa continued. "Yeah," he grinned. I know what he wanted to work on; off the clock. Good luck, you bastard. "Cáel?" "I'm never off the clock, damn it," I snorted. "This job is a 24/7 crimp in my sex life." "Bro," Felix coughed. "Be careful. That's close to sexual harassment." Btw, Felix was serious. He was actually cautioning me. See, me being deported meant he couldn't crush me. "Elsa, would you please shoot me in the head?" I replied. "No," she smiled warmly at me. "I love you too," I said, dripping with sarcasm. Felix's eyes bugged out for a second. "That, Felix Melena, is why Cáel is a better man than you," Elsa looked like an angel sitting in judgment of Felix, finding him flawed and substandard. "Cáel joking around makes him better than me?" Felix mocked. The mistake here had to be Elsa's. "Your lack of understanding is not my problem," Elsa dismissed him. "Cáel, wash my back." "Fine, I'll do it, but I'm massaging your ass too," I groused. "Get it over with," she sighed with exasperation. "Damn. Felix; day in, day out. Always washing naked women. This job is killing me," I muttered. Felix wasn't one to give up easily. By the time I had totally soaped up her back, ass and upper thighs; back and front, he had exited the field. He caught me exiting the locker room. "Cáel, why don't we go out for some drinks after work?" he offered. Ah, he was going to beat me up with Brooke. "Sure," I agreed. I'm a dog. Felix was going to sleep with Brooke to show me he was the superior male. He was going to rub it in my face. I hadn't told anyone about knocking boots with Brooke. It wasn't their business. Felix would crow it to the Heavens, because pissing me off was what mattered, not how Brooke felt. I couldn't even save Brooke because Felix was in her socio-economic group and she'd make the same mistake with him she'd made with Trent; thinking they cared about her.  (Monday later) Buffy had finally dismissed me when Katrina summoned me to her office. Ignoring me getting into an altercation; in the Full-Blood gym; yet again, I had a good day. No property damage, lost items, or physically damaged employees. Ragged by most people's standards, but a good day for me at Havenstone. I still had a chance to walk out under my own power. Katrina motioned me to come to her desk. Upon my arrival, she slid a tablet over to me with a single icon on the screen. I tapped it. Aya's face appeared as the vid-mail began. She was glowing. There was tent fabric in the background so I had no idea of her geographic location. I didn't care. "Hey!" she squeaked. "I'm doing great at camp. I met three girls who are as small as me and we've formed our own squad; the Fatal Squirts." I chuckled. I had encouraged her to steal strength from her perceived weaknesses. She had to believe in herself then take that as she built up her skills. I had faith in her when no one else did. "I showed some of my councilors a picture of you. I think you would get into trouble if you came here. I want you to come, but I thought it was only fair to warn my favorite bed-buddy," she giggled. "Send me a message when you can. I understand there will be a delay as the messages have to be physically delivered. I know you are doing okay. If not, hold off your vengeance until I can return and guard your back. I love you, Cáel. Be well," she smiled as her picture faded into darkness. "Ah damn," I whispered. Aya looked good; confident, upbeat and spirited. "Katrina, can I make a message for her right now?" I begged. "Of course," she gave me an approving tilt of the head. "I think the courier is still in the building." "Cool. What do I do?" I urged. "Use the webcam; make a message and forward it to my computer," Katrina told me. "I'll take it from there." I made the message, pretty much updating her on my latest exploits with limited editing. Aya was a surprisingly innocent yet worldly 9 year old. Much of that came from being Katrina's and Desiree's niece; mainly Katrina's. It gave her access to tidbits of sensitive data from time to time. Not so much she was a real security threat. Enough so that she got some things confused; like what sex was truly about. I felt in my soul she'd be a great Amazon one day. I didn't remind her of that much. She had enough pressure for a kid her age. "You are seeing Oneida now?" a frosty voice unnerved me. It was Buffy. "Fuck," I jumped up. "Damn Buffy, stop sneaking up on me like that, or I'm going to start thinking you are a stalker." "I am stalking you, Einstein," Buffy menaced. "I'm glad we got that out of the way," I rolled my eyes. "Oh look! It's Daphne coming to my rescue. I am so out of here," I exulted. I edged passed Buffy, slipped her attempt to grab my arm and raced for the 'new hires' at the elevator. "Get back here, you Cock-sucker!" Buffy howled as she chased me down. May miracles never cease. Daphne, Violet and Tigger formed an Amazon (I wasn't sure if I could consider them 'human' yet) shield between my frail form and the hulking brute that was Buffy. "Calm down, Buffy," Daphne pleaded. "He fought Elsa today; again." "Get out of my way," Buffy snarled. "Thank God you stopped her," I huffed to Dora. "I hope to she never finds out that I soaped up Elsa's entire body while we were sharing a shower together." Daphne turned and gave me an incredulous look. "Cáel, you are a Dumb-ass," Daphne sighed. Looking to Buffy as she stood aside. "Have at." "Are you mental?" Fabiola chimed in. The elevator doors finally opened, Buffy shoved me in and the rest of the posse followed. Helena joined us at the last second. "He's taunting me," Buffy responded to Fabiola while using her middle finger to poke my chest. "At this rate I am going to have to devastate a dozen male escorts so I can make it the remaining the 69 more days until he's mine again." "Is he really that good?" Paula wondered. Buffy twisted around to confront her. "He hammered me so hard, I thought he'd dislocate my hips. Later, we spent an entire hour, naked, wrapped up in each other's bodies with no actual penetration; touching, tasting and whispered affections," Buffy curled her lip. "He's better than you could possibly imagine." "You realize we have 27 seconds left, right?" I reminded Buffy. "Really?" Buffy's head snapped back to me. I nodded and she jumped my bones. She had her hand down my pants, pulling on my rod, and the other grabbing the back of my head to deepen our kiss. For my part, I had my left hand on her breast and the right down the back of her pants, fondling a panty-covered ass cheek. In a culture where you summoned a male, ordered him to perform and he did so the same exact way he'd done a dozen times before, what Buffy and I were doing didn't make sense. The two of us didn't give up an ounce of control yet meshed perfectly. Our pleasure was obvious, vocal and we didn't give a damn about the crowd around us. Buffy and I had created our own little lust-bubble. The chimer went off. We settled down and straightened up our clothes. "Fuck it all; that's some good dicking," Buffy mumbled. That was an inside joke between me, Timothy, my big, gay, buff tattoo-artist roommate, and the few women he chose to share that descriptive with; 'a good dicking'. We tumbled out of the elevator. "Is he always like that?" Fabiola mumbled. "He's a whole lot better with his clothes off," Buffy sneered at Fabiola. Sometimes I'm a super-selfish bastard; I want life to cut me some slack. Waiting for us was Oneida; in biker clothing. That would have merely been bad, dangerous and creepy except I was dressed in work clothes. I was planning to meet some of the guys (all two of them) for some after-work drinks. The encounter went from not-good to horribly awkward. Oneida had checked up on me, been told how I got to and from work as well as when I left. Unfortunately, she hadn't checked my social calendar; mainly because I didn't keep one; sophomore year mistake. If a girl is in your apartment, she will find the thing you don't want her to find; every single time. I burned my diary and unfriended everybody after that final, hospital-resulting episode. "Hi," I greeted Oneida. She'd figured out she'd screwed up something fierce. "What bike do you use? I have a Specialized STSE hybrid. Maybe we can use some paths one weekend." I was trying to diffuse her embarrassment. We were two bikers talking about bikes. Nothing wrong with that. "I have a Specialized Source;” she got out then realized how BAD that sounded. She had the exact same bike as me; how bizarre? Unless you had somebody come down and take a look at what I bicycle I used. Time to save the day. "Do you want to make a date for 6:30 am on Saturday?" I suggested. "Provided this wacky place hasn't offed, or misplaced me by then." "Ah; that would be nice," Oneida rebounded happily. "The date, that is." "Whoa Oneida, what are you doing with this guy?" Brian derided me as he walked up. I wanted to say, 'Brian, you've insulted a princess of the Amazon people. Please continue making an ass of yourself and give Trent and Khalid my regards'. I didn't. "This is Cáel Nyilas. He's a real player," Brian smirked. "You can do better than him." Oh yeah, Oneida and Brian were co-workers; 'new hires' in Acquisitions. "Brian, it took you three days to even use my name," Oneida gave Brian a neutral stare. "I love Cáel. He saved my life and he sees the real me." For the love of all that's holy, someone shoot me in the head right now. I could hear the nearly subsonic growls emanating from Buffy. Brian looked at me, laughed and went to put an arm around Oneida's shoulder. After all, if I could pick her up, it should be effortless for him to take her away, right? Dumb-shit. Laughing at me was okay. Laughing at; then I noticed the two chicks in black leather standing about doing their best (until a second ago) to go unnoticed. Cáel had gotten away with such familiarity because Cáel had risked his life to save their Princess. Brian Fung? He barely knew her name and they worked together. These weren't even SD chicks; they were something else. My guess was Arinniti House Guard. Did Katrina's House Epona have a house guard? Sure, I imagine they did. They were probably with the rest of House Epona where ever they lived. It wasn't like the whole kit and caboodle was here in NYC. That would have been foolish. If Caitlyn, Aya's mom, had a security issue, she called us at Havenstone HQ, less than four kilometers away. Without a doubt, Elsa would stop by and kick ass for her. I gave Brian this much; he had a working set of eyes. The second those two harbingers of death began closing in, Brian back-pedaled. "Hey Brian, let's go grab some drinks," I offered him a graceful exit. "Sounds good," Brian tried to sound cool. "Oneida, take care," I nodded to my new romantic stalker. "Ladies," to my 'new hire' crew. "Buffy," to my sometimes boss, "remember you are still hot for a; mature chick." "You are going die a long, torturous and extremely painful death," Buffy sizzled. "What? Are you going to make me eat your cooking?" I laughed. Buffy didn't articulate a counter before Brian and I slipped outside. "Cáel, who was that woman?" Brian whispered. "Which one? You need to be more specific. My erotic malfeasances are terribly confusing." "The one you insulted," Brian said. "The last one you insulted," he clarified. "Buffy. She's one of my bosses," I grinned. "She loves me. She's even promised to play the bagpipes at my funeral. Personally I think that's because she doesn't want to risk anyone hearing me pounding on the coffin lid, trying to get out." "You are not going to make it the full 84 days with that attitude," Brian lectured me. "Trent has already been promoted," Brian continued. "I am regularly referred to as indispensable in my work reviews. Felix works closely with Ms. Pharos at all times. You seem to be the only one of us having; issues with Havenstone. Hell, they even shot you and you sat back and took it. I doubt your complacent attitude impressed anyone much." No mention of poor Khalid. How quickly they forget. Trent had been 'promoted' to Southeast Asia alright. I looked it up; there are around 10,000 islands between Indonesia and the Philippines. Sure some were small spits of land with a few trees. I had little doubt one of the good-sized one was a jungle of a different sort. Certainly Executive Services sent Trent's belongings somewhere. I'd never tried to find out. What would I have done with the knowledge? Brooke didn't care and I didn't know his family. Brian and I went to the same yuppie bar as last time. I was with Brian this time, so I abandoned him as quick as I could. Why? At the far end of the bar, talking the bar-back was my Delivery Girl; aka the person who did the home liquor delivery to Libra's place. Half way down the bar, she sensed me looking at her. The bar-back followed her gaze. He wasn't happy with me. DG simply didn't recognize me so I held up my valise over my groin. Confusion; surprise; acknowledgment that despite our surroundings, I wasn't worried about being seen with her. She had her hand truck; she had to make a front door delivery this time. "Remember me?" I smiled. "Cáel Nyilas; the Pillow Guy," she snickered. "How did that work out for you?" The bar-back was broadcasting his displeasure at some upper class shmuck cutting in on his action. DG caught that. "Jason, this is Cáel," she introduced me. "We last met under unusual circumstances." "What kind of name is Cáel?" Jason remarked. "An unfortunate one," I snorted. "You try explaining to your kindergarten teacher that it is 'c-a-e-l'. Of course, I wasn't 'Bomophoto' either. She had it worse than I did." Jason searched me out to see if I was pulling one over on him. I wasn't. Bomo and I bonded over our linguistic misfortune. She moved to Santa Fe in the third grade. I wonder if she grew up to be hot looking. Oink. "I'll give you that," he chuckled. "Why did you get branded?" "Mom was Irish, my Dad was in love with her so I got the cultural emersion, minus the Guinness," I shrugged. "By the way;” I looked back to the lady. "Katy Lee Baker," she batted her eyelashes. We shook hands. "How did it go?" I picked up her question. "Sex, chopped fruit, your drinks, more sex and back to the clinic before eleven." "Have you talked to them since?" Katy inquired somewhat seductively. "Perhaps. I don't like to kiss and tell," I evaded. "I'm curious because two of the three arrived five minutes before you did and they appear somewhat unhappy with you right now," she smirked. "You can look over your shoulder if you don't believe me." Sure enough, there was Felix, Brian, Brooke, Libra and; I think her name was Gina. I waved then turned back to my current two conversationalists. "So Jason, what do you like to do?" I asked the guy. "Huh; what? I work," he replied. "I mean bike, try ethnic food, go to the gym; stuff like that," I teased him. "I work six days a week; but usually one or two are afternoon shifts. Me and some buddies play some pick-up basketball," Jason told me. "Great. You'd pick a sport I suck at," I set the bait. If Jason thought I sucked, he'd invite me to play. That's how it worked. I was pretty good at basketball considering I'd spent the last four years playing with girls; on the court. Girls play some mean ball. They also didn't shy away from putting an elbow into my nuts if they felt like it. "I'm not sure I live in a neighborhood you'd be comfortable visiting," Jason threw up a roadblock. I had him on this one. I showed him my ID. It had the right address; wrong apartment number. "Shit dude, that place is about as rough as my home turf." "I get paid a quarter million a year to taste test for hexafluoride in Chinese imports," I joked. "Really?" Katy chuckled. "It's a growth industry; if you consider tumors to be growth," I was faux-serious. "Mr.; Cáel," Jason looked over my shoulder. "I think one of those chicks is about to come over here and kill you. You best hop to it." "Which one? The brunette, or the russet-colored (Libra)?" I inquired. "The brunette wants attention and the russet wants to push a red hot poker up your ass," Jason gave me his experienced opinion. Heading over there was going to be 'fun'. "Give me a call some time, Jason. Nice to see you again, Katy Lee," I waved good-bye. "You know the staff here?" Libra spat. "That was the girl who delivered the liquor to your place, Libra," I sighed. "I said 'hi'." "It takes you an awful lot of words to say 'hello'," Brian gave a false smile. Libra was positioned next to Brian. Her anger with me plus his 'sexy' put her there. Brooke shifted as I joined their chair-less center table. She was putting enough distance between us to show everyone she was independent yet close enough to give warning signs to other woman that I was in her sights, if not her outright possession. I was better looking than Brooke had counted on. More 'fun' was coming down the pipeline. Gina was here on another date with Felix, or so she thought. Poor Gina. Felix was most likely an excellent fuck. What she didn't appreciate was that Felix was not only a competitor, he was the kind of athlete who had to win. Second place was what you called the first loser. Gina was about to be educated in this personal idiocentricity. Now that I was on stage, Felix made his move on Brooke. Gina? He'd let her in on a three-way if he was feeling personally Hernán Cortés-like. Felix had to have Brooke. I hadn't dumped Brooke, according to Gina, so he wasn't getting my castoffs; he was stealing my prize. The flaw in this plan was my whole viewpoint on monogamy. I didn't much care for it. Brooke was a grown woman and could make her own choices. Felix made his move. Damn, he was smooth. He had Brooke wrapped up and pulled tight without Gina even being aware she'd been dumped. Enter the train wreck named Nicole. She was the criminal defense attorney who I'd fucked in a stall in the women's bathroom of this place. She hadn't tried to contact me and I hadn't worried about her. Hook-ups were like that. She'd been close by, respecting Brooke's signs and not stopping by to say hello. Then Felix launched his master plan and I was suddenly freed up. Nicole had gotten a rough fucking and liked it, I could tell. "Cáel Nyilas," Nicole swooped in. "How have you been?" "The normal. Menace to society, disrespectful of authority and being annoying to random strangers," I teased. "You?" "I'm a lawyer fighting the irresistible lure of evil. The usual," she joked back. "What have you been doing wrong? As I recall, last time you were doing everything right?" Yes, a good dicking indeed. I was going to relate this encounter to Timothy just so he could shoot me with his Nerf gun. He'd shoot me anyway, but it was nice of me to give him an excuse from time to time. "I've been sending sexually suggestive letters to ADA Feinstein," I offered. "Does that count?" "Oh really?" she seemed surprised. "Why don't you come by my table real quick and let me introduce you to some of my colleagues." I wasn't going to be rude. "Gang, this is Nicole," I introduced her to my table. "She's an attorney at a prestigious law firm that probably has more dead partners than living ones and offices in Papua New Guinea and a few dozen other places you've never heard of. I'll be right back." "You are a nut," Nicole bumped me as we weaved our way to her buddies. "Ladies, this is Cáel Nyilas. I think I mentioned him once." By the looks on their faces, once had been enough. "This is Zelda, Marsha, Phyllis, and Rivka; Rivka Feinstein, ADA for New York County," (that's Manhattan for us hicks). "Ah crap," I exclaimed. That wasn't what they expected. "I confess," I looked at Nicole, "I saw the name in an article on the back of the Village Voice. Sadly, they had R. Feinstein and I stupidly assumed it was a guy." "Oh my God! You're gay?" Zelda and Phyllis despaired. "While my life would a whole lot easier if I was, I'm straight; not even bi-curious. My roommate, Timothy; never Tim; is and he was reading it while I was working out. It sort of stuck in my mind," I admitted. "How did my name come up in conversation?" Rivka inquired. "Cáel is a pathological liar," Nicole teased me. "Not true," I protested. "I'm allergic to excessive honesty. That's totally different." "I'd like to put you on the witness stand," Zelda gave me those bedroom eyes. "You and about a 150 other women," I groaned. "150?" Rivka choked. "Yep. The rest already know I'm guilty," I muttered. "Are you of weak moral fiber?" Phyllis joined the game. We were all having a blast. "Sorry, but no. I'm saving up for some. Currently I'm without morals; or scruples. Any suggestion which one I should purchase first?" "You are a great guy," Rivka snickered. "Why aren't you dating somebody?" "Shall we revisit my lack of morals and scruples?" I answered. "So you are a player?" Nicole nudged me. She wanted to play alright. "How to put this; I'm a wonderful lover and a lousy boyfriend," I told them. "I was an eighteen year old virgin. In the past four years, I have betrayed every woman I've ever dated, save one; my first love," I explained. "Why didn't you betray her?" Phyllis prodded. "Don't tell me she's dead." "No, she's fine," I replied. "She was the one who told me to date other women." "That's harsh," Zelda commiserated. She thought Kimberly had dumped me. "Oh no," I corrected her. "We stayed together until I graduated last month. Four of the best years of my life. When she told me to date other women it was because I was killing her. I have a voracious sexual appetite and she was desperate for a full night's sleep." "Do you ever go home alone?" Marsha joined in. "Does leaving a woman's house at 1 a.m. count?" I requested. "Did she throw you out?" Rivka interrogated. "No. She and her sister were exhausted so I picked up my roommate and left," I exaggerated. "Wait!" Nicole held up her hand. "Sisters; and you told us your roommate was gay?" "Morals and scruples," I repeated. "See, I was dating one sister and the other sister wanted a date so I talked my gay roommate into being my wingman so I wouldn't end up sleeping with them both. It didn't work out so well. The second, older sister was horny, so my guy pretended to pass out." "Have you ever considered you are a horrible person?" Marsha studied me. "Yes. Not only have I thought about, I've been told that a few dozen times. It usually is accompanied by 'I'm going to kill you', or 'you had better make it up to me'." "Have you ever been hurt?" Phyllis appeared concerned. "My body is a roadmap of poor decision making," I responded. "What was the worst thing to ever happen to you?" Rivka grinned. Her ability to be deceptively pretty had to have made her a frightening lawyer. "When they were happening, I was a bit more concerned with what might happen to me as opposed to rating them," I informed her. "Except for being shot with an arrow, being chased around naked with a hot poker and having my bed dowsed with lighter fluid while I was still in it were probably the worst," I nodded. "I've been stabbed a few times, tasered, occasionally thrown out of a window not on the first floor and had bookcase dropped on me once, so I consider myself a connoisseur of ex-girlfriend vengeance." "Have you ever been involved with a police proceeding?" Rivka became a tad bit more intense. "Nah," shook my head. "I had it coming. As you said, I'm kind of a horrible guy." "Domestic violence is no joking matter," Nicole also became serious. "That's unfair," I countered. "I'm not so slavishly devoted to the law that I'd ruin some girl's life because I was a total bastard." "Domestic Violence laws are supposed to protect the innocent from the abusive," I added. "I haven't lied to you about my misadventures, but you should understand I chose to handle most of my problems myself. By the looks on your faces, you are about as disappointed in me as the policewoman I am currently seeing. This is who I am and I'm not going to apologize for it." "Mind you, I'm not some gun-toting, roughneck Libertarian," I clarified. "I believe in law, order and the justice system. If someone pulls out an AK-47 on me at a corner bodega, I'm making 9-1-1 my bitch on speed-dial. I don't want to be a hero, or fulfill my organ donor card. I just don't equate that to a girl kneeing me in the nuts because I slept with her best friend in her lingerie." There was a pause as the ladies looked around. They were making an assessment of how much trouble I'd cause versus how much fun I would be. They all smiled at me. They always do. "Who was wearing the lingerie?" Zelda smirked. "I've worn women's lingerie before, but it really wasn't my thing," I mused. "I'll go through a lot for good sex," I winked. "It was my girlfriend's lingerie on her best friend." "Wait," Rivka noted. "Didn't the best friend know you were dating the first girl?" "Yeah. I'm not sure why that never stops them," I shrugged. "Around the fifth time I stopped worrying about it." "Wow, do you have any idea how many women you've been with?" Rivka asked. "Do you always use protection?" Phyllis piled on. "Yes; 223 as of Friday. I'm hoping to break 300 before work replaces me with those guys from 'Hamster Dance'," I told them. "And yes, I always use protection." "I may not know where my partner has been, but I know where I've been and it scares me," I snickered. "That's why I always carry ten." "Ten?" Nicole snorted. "Do you regularly check the expiration date, or are you that ambitious?" "Ambitious? I'd carry more except it's hard to hide more than ten in a wallet; I've tried," I sighed. "Have you ever run out?" Marsha snickered. Our snickering, chuckling and laughter were drawing stares. "Run out? Hell, I've gone door to door in a women's dormitory at 2 a.m. trying to find some," I related. "Ran into an old girlfriend doing that." I slipped into a dreamy smile. "Why do I think that despite it being 2 a.m. in her dorm with you seeking a condom for use with a different woman, she wasn't pissed?" Rivka giggled. "Oh God no," I waved off. "She was freaking furious. That was some of the most intense 'I'm lonely and it's all your fault' sex I have ever been through." "You have names for different kinds of sex?" Nicole was almost crying from laughing so hard. "Oh yeah. The first time I run across a different sexual experience, I slap a name on it so when it happens again, I know what to do," I explained. "Isn't every woman unique?" Zelda sniffled. "That sounds nice in a love song, but 'no'," I smiled. "Women, and men, have a finite number things; needs and responses. Women can have different erogenous zones, but there all on the human body. Admittedly, it can be a bit like predicting the weather at times. It is not a perfect system by any means." "What's my 'thing' then?" Nicole taunted. She didn't think I could do it. "Sex has to be an accomplishment with you, Nicole," I informed her. "You need to be engaged mentally as much as anything else. You need a poet who runs marathons. Otherwise you end up staring at the ceiling after sex wondering what better use you could have made of your time." Silence. That was the norm for that kind of revelation. Women hated to be laid bare. They hated being misunderstood even more. "Nicole?" Rivka prodded her friend. Nicole remained silent. I knew that look. "Nicole, I'm bad news. Wouldn't you prefer to keeps thing simple?" I hoped. I was wrong to hope. I kept praying they would go 'hey, great, mindless sex; let's not blow it', but they never did. I hated giving lame erotic encounters, despite the guarantee of anguish that always followed. "We could go out on a date and see how that works?" Nicole offered. Doom. "Cáel Nyilas; I'm in the book and I work for Havenstone Commercial Investments," I stupidly replied. "You probably have a killer workload were as I spot-check children's toys for WMDs. Give me a call when you have a night free." How was it going to turn out? Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex; let's make a commitment; you cheating fuck-nut! I hate you. Girls weren't predictable; I was. "Cáel, we are going out to dinner, if you remember who you are supposed to be with," Libra seethed as she and the others passed Nicole's table. "Yup, gotta go where I'm not wanted. Nice seeing you again, Nicole," I grinned. "Ladies, I hope it was a pleasure. It was for me. Good night." Dinner; was; bad. Felix, hemorrhoid that he was, squashed Gina's feeble attempts to draw him back to her as he made crystal clear that he was taking Brooke home; to fuck her into Paradise; instead of letting her go home with me. Problem being; Brooke wasn't mine to take; never had been. For the first time in his life, I thought Brian was about to be screwed. Libra was past uber-bitchy by the fifth glass of wine. Brian held a pair of Jokers and thought he was the boss, like always. Libra had four Queens and would be screaming my name when she orgasmed; Brian was sexually proficient. He was also a misogynist, I was now sure, and Libra was going to make him squeal. Then she was going to grab up her clothes, storm out of Brian's place and never want to talk with him again. It wasn't that I was that unforgettable. I was that I knew what she wanted and had given it to her and not getting it Saturday afternoon while Brooke did was frosting her ass. What did that mean for me? For the first time in a long, long time, I was pissed with another guy. Trent really wasn't worth my time, but Felix was about to cross my here-until-now unforeseen line of what guys did to girls. It was dawning on me that this was the result of me. Someone was doing something wrong to a girl because of me. It wasn't my fault. Felix was being a jerk. That would be of cold comfort for Brooke. We split up after dinner. I didn't have the heart to pick up Gina, who was easy prey right then. It was too much like what Felix thought he was doing to me. I took a cab to Havenstone, changed clothing and biked home. I barely had dinner ready for Timothy when he came through the door. "That's not a look I'm used to seeing," he remarked. "I should have beaten someone up," I frowned, "but I didn't and now some girl; Brooke; is going to have her heart kicked because of it." "Was it something you did?" Timothy asked. "No. There is this guy at work who is using her to alpha-dog me," I muttered. "Brooke?" Timothy was confused. "You hardly like her. What a sleaze (Felix). If it was Odette, first I'd slap you around for still being here. Then we'd go get him." "I'm not even sure why I feel bad about this," I grunted. "As you said, I hardly like her." "It is called a conscience, Dimwit," Timothy snorted. That didn't help much. Conscience? Man, I'd stop my bike to run across a highway to move a tortoise off the road. I used to feed some of the Bolingbrook wild hares during the winter. I did humiliating crap for charity. I was never mean to a girl; only dishonest and unfaithful. Introspection got me nowhere. I was a cad. I'd been happy to be a cad for four years. I was going to be damned if my post-college life was going to be any different; all 68 remaining days of it. In my bedroom I discovered Odette had moved in during my absence. I doubted Timothy had been ignorant of all the stuff she deposited. What was going on with my life? I woke up when I heard keys in the door. It was a bit past eleven. I got up to check and sure enough, it was Odette. Timothy had given her a key. Odette had lived through a harrowing night, her boss was a dick and some of the customers were pure hell. I cuddled with her on the sofa while she unwound then we went to bed together. We didn't have sex; (Tuesday) Around 1 a.m. I miraculously found myself awake and alert in bed. Odette was happily dreaming away. Something was gnawing at the back of my mind. I put a name to the emotion and a face to the fear. I called Brooke. "Hey Brooke," I greeted her eight tries later. She was tired of sending me to voice mail. "What do you want?" she answered in a voice devoid of soul. "Fuck if I know," I replied. "I suddenly woke up from a sound sleep thinking of you." "I'm not interested," she sighed. "I'm going to go out on a limb here. You don't want to talk to anyone yet you want someone to help you understand what you are going through," I gambled. That created a tiny tear in her shroud of depression. After five minutes, I got her to give me her address. She told me she wouldn't answer the door. I told her I at least had to try. That got me to her place, 90 seconds of knocking got me inside and four minutes later, we were lying in bed with her sobbing on my chest. Half an hour later, she offered me sex. I told her to stop tempting me and if she only wanted me for sex, I wanted to be paid in chocolate. She giggled, took a few deep breaths and fell to sleep. Wow, I was in two different women's beds in one night and not having sex in either. My watch alarm went off at 4:50 a.m. That meant no 'Marilyn' call tonight. "Mmm;” Brooke moved toward wakefulness. "Work?" "Afraid so," I yawned. "We haven't had sex," he reminded me. I couldn't stop being me. "That's not why I came over here, Brooke," I rolled onto my side so that our bodies were very close. "Never think I don't want to have sex with you, but that's not why I showed up last night," I continued. "Why did you show up then?" she worried. "I have no clue. I'm like Felix; a player. Listen Brooke, I don't consider you my woman," I stated. "We had sex; we are lovers, but we've been thrown together by dire misfortune, not out of any common thread," I reminded her. "I don't expect you to have any sense of loyalty to me." That phrase freed her up philosophically. That meant she could fuck me and not feel obliged to consider and discard any future for us because there was no realistic future that socially glued us into any acceptable form. "So I needed a shoulder to cry on and you showed up," she mused. "Brooke, you are independent and strong-willed. The next guy you chose will be your choice," I led her along. "Felix though; Felix is a serious player and he felt the need to add you to his list of conquests. I saw it happening and did nothing. Now I feel like crap for sitting back and ignoring the consequences." "You knew Felix would turn me into a hash mark?" Brooke seemed depressed, not angry. "I knew he was trying to get at me," I confessed. "He didn't accept that you and I aren't an item. A blonde co-worker; a high ranking supervisor actually; treated him like a bug in the communal showers yesterday while keeping close contact with me. Felix had to win. He had to show me he is the top dog." "And I was the prize?" Brooke moped. "Not to me," I whispered. Brooke looked hurt. "You are a woman. While you would look delectable in a big red ribbon, that's not who you are. I don't keep hash marks. I have a thing called a heart cord and it is solely for my use. Each binding represents a liaison; like a Quipus; an Incan memory knot." Brooke really didn't care. It sounded neat, it was romantic and the act was not demeaning to her. I could savor the memory of our encounter as long as I didn't share it with my buddies. She wasn't one of 'those' girls. "You are very intelligent," she murmured seductively. She didn't care if I was the reincarnation of Benjamin Franklin, or some schmo in Afghanistan who made his living digging up (hopefully) spent ordinance of battlefields. Smoking hot, sexy, well-educated debutantes like Brooke could fuck finely-sculpted, 'smart' guys like me. She could delude herself that I was rapidly upwardly mobile. My turn. "Brooke, I don't want to get mixed up about us," I evaded. 'Us'? There was no 'us' and we both knew it. "If I caved in right now, I'm not sure I could forgive myself." Yes I could. "I just want to feel like someone gives a damn about me," Brooke whimpered. Good acting. We wrestled around; me trying to leave, but clearly not wanting to, while she physically enticed me. We ended up, me on top, pinning her wrists to either side of her head. Her legs were trapped between mine. "Make it up to me; please," she pouted. She humped her pelvic bone playfully against my cock. "I know you want to help me out." Good word usage on her part. "Brooke, this isn't going to happen," I gritted my teeth in frustration. Yes, it was going to happen. Her right leg began exerting steady pressure against my 'weak' left leg. It slowly 'surrendered' to her advance. Now she had on leg on the outside. My right leg held out a little longer yet Brooke was persistent. Now she could ground her finely groomed landing strip against my pulsating rod. I really, really wanted to fuck her now. I took my hands off her wrists, turned them into fists and placed the beneath each of her underarms. "Damn you," I cursed her. Brooke was gyrating her crotch all over mine. With her hands released, Brooke could leverage her body up and trap my cockhead between her labia. They were thoroughly soaked with her honey so after my 'capture' she drew more and more of my length in until I was completely incased. Brooke had won! She knew she'd won. Fuck Felix and his hash marks. I didn't care so why should she? I made on last energetic yet futile effort to get away. Oddly, Brooke somehow end on top at the end of my exertion. I must be an awful wrestler; "No you don't," Brooke purred only millimeters from my lips. "You are not getting away." That was Brooke tossing good ole Felix under the emotional bus. Felix the Player? She'd chalk it up to too much to drink and the hype being more than the man. How was this possible? Look at her. She'd thrown a known sexual dynamo down on her bed and was working his shaft over every G-spot in her vagina. Brooke still preferred a long, rough fucking to get her off. At the moment, she need reassurance more. Felix most assuredly made Brooke ride him. He kept her perpendicular to his hips and came up to suckle her teats when he wanted to, or watch them bounce as he lay back. He was great at sex, no doubt. The girl had to scream and howl; forgetting every other male she was ever with and making every other guy she'd be with later an automatic failure. To him, that was how he rated success. This resulted in me keeping Brooke close so I could make quick kisses to her very close lips. She'd playfully pull away; to put me in my place and remind me she was in charge; then she'd initiate the kiss. Our love-making was more rhythmic; less frantic. She was getting close. "Next; next time you fuck Felix," I gasped. "Tell him; " "What makes; makes you think I'd; every sleep with him; again?" Brooke got feisty. "I bet he was good in bed and now that you have his measure," I assured her. "You can take what pleasure you want and leave." Brooke liked that. It was the whole independent woman thing. "Won't you be jealous?" she panted. "I cannot constantly keep up with your sexual desires, Brooke," I grunted. "I've been neglecting Libra." Oh yeah, Libra. The girl she, Brooke, initially set me up with. Her Vassar classmate. "What about Felix," she huffed and huffed. She was real close. "Off-handedly comment that he's developing male pattern baldness," I grinned. "Just to fuck with his head." Felix was gorgeous. Better yet, Felix knew he was gorgeous. Hit him where it hurts. Brooke tried to giggle, but the surge of triumph overcame her and off she went. The problem was I was getting close and I didn't have a condom on. "Brooke," I inhaled deeply. She'd come to rest on my chest. "I'm about to; " "Oh," she sighed happily. She reversed to the side as she slithered down my body. My cock went down her throat and I started petting her flank. Brooke wasn't the very best, but, man o man, she was going to town on my dick. There was no doubt in my mind that her vaginal secretions didn't bother her. I had to rush the experience because if I was late to work, Constanza make me stand beside the targets while she shot at them. If she was really pissed, she'd have me hold up targets in front me instead. I shot off, Brooke caught it all in her mouth then spit it into two tissues before tossing them in the trash. I caught her look. Trent and now Felix made her swallow. I didn't care; which was yet another choice Brooke was free to make when making love to me. I jumped her. We had a little, tickle-nibble fight that ended in some kisses. I had to leave and Brooke made sure she was poised extra-sexy the last time I turned around to say goodnight and cut off the lights. "Ah damn," I moaned before I left. I didn't really like Brooke yet, by choosing to engage her in sex, I had accepted the task of making her happy. That was the reason Felix and I were going to fight. He'd use another human being to strike at me instead striking at me directly. To me, this was more than low character, it was an insult to my lifestyle. Felix should have checked his baggage at the door. Competing for the same lady was fine; even fun. Picking one to punish another; not cool. I had to think about my response as I barely made it in for my Constanza time. Wisely, I left my baggage at the door. These were firearms we were dealing with; a danger to me and the people around me. I was in my biking outfit today. More looks. The decision was that I'd go for my Glock-22, a 38 Ruger LCR back-up, a South Korean-made shotgun that looked like an M-16 and a very unhealthy looking device called a Heckler  and  Koch UMP 40 (which I had never even heard of). Wait; it got worse. I was scheduled for knife fighting training at 3 p.m.; every day for the foreseeable future. Constanza didn't w

Wanderlust Swingers – A Swinger Podcast & Hotwife Lifestyle Stories Having Sex In A Maze, Swingers Café + Kama Sutra Beurs In this adventurous episode, Cate and Darrell finally attend the sex-positive Kama Sutra Beurs in their hometown of Utrecht, diving into an experience that's both eye-opening and outrageous! After years of planning to attend, they explore every part of the convention, from a bustling Swingers Café to a surprise maze encounter that gets steamy. Cate and Darrell share each hilarious and unexpected moment as they navigate this European sex convention and its anything-goes vibe. Episode Highlights: The Swingers Café and Convention Scene Cate and Darrell give their impressions of the event, including shopping for unique finds (costumes made from used tires, anyone?) and an intriguing encounter at the café where anything goes. Exploring the Maze They step into a maze filled with dark corners, hidden rooms, and unexpected surprises. Things heat up as Cate and Darrell put the secluded spaces to good use, and D shares his thoughts on the curious onlookers. Sex Conventions in Different Countries They compare the Netherlands' open atmosphere to conventions in Australia and the USA, reflecting on the unique setup and freedom found at European sex-positive events. Lessons Learned: Whether it's surprising moments in a sex maze or learning about different swinger cultures, this episode is packed with laughs, honest observations, and real-life stories from the world of sex-positive gatherings. Cate and Darrell share what it's really like to explore a European sex convention and enjoy the freedom to be themselves. Conclusion: Tune in to join Cate and Darrell on their latest adventure, filled with humor, a little public play, and their favorite highlights from Kama Sutra Beurs. And stay tuned for the next episode for more lifestyle tips and stories from your Wanderlust Swingers team! Upcoming Lifestyle Events & Links: Ready to join the action? Check out upcoming Libertine Events in the USA, UK, and Canada! Learn more at: www.libertineevents.com Join us in Miami from May 16-19, 2025: https://libertineevents.com/miami/ Wanderlust Swingers Podcast: Keep up with more sexy stories and lifestyle tips! www.wanderlustswingers.com Join us at Casual Swinger Week at Hedonism Resort from March 29 - April 5, 2025: http://www.casualswingerweek.com/ Tags: Swinger Lifestyle, Sex Convention, Sex Maze Adventure, Swingers Café, European Sex Positive Events, Kama Sutra Beurs, Exploring Swinger Culture, Public Play, Netherlands Sex Convention, Non-Monogamy, Lifestyle Stories

Hoy una especie de Kamasutra de la meditación. Sí, hablamos de posturas, desmontamos topicazos sobre cómo sentarnos... y avanzamos en introducir la meditación en nuestras vidas como arma revolucionaria del cambio que quieres! Como siempre, agradecimientos a nuestro sponsor, El Rincón de Mindfulness. Visítales en https://www.rinconmind.org

Label: Map City 307 djYear: 1971Condition: MPrice: $30.00Stereo/Mono promo copy. This is one of a handful of singles by a mid-Atlantic soul group produced by Vince Poncia on the obscure Map City label he founded in 1969 with songwriting partner Pete Anders. (Anders-Poncia were also known as the Tradewinds and wrote a number of great, classic songs for Kama Sutra and its associated labels until leaving to form Map City.) "Freedom" has a wonderful, complex arrangement with a great beat and superb lead vocal. The horn parts sound just like vintage Chicago, and then they throw in an electric guitar to the mix! This beautiful copy has pristine Mint audio.

Why is everyone so mistaken about this book?'The Kama Sutra' by Vātsyāyana is a how-to guide on courtship & sexual pleasure, as opposed to a graphic explanation of sexual positions. All of this comes from an Indian context from that era (so more addressed to the educated man/woman). Split into 7 parts and is about things like sexual union, class & social status differences, acquiring a wife & pleasing her, cheating, courtesans & sexual aids. Would love to hear your feedback and appreciate any support you wish to give :)Timeline:(00:00:00) Intro(00:03:00) Themes/Questions(00:08:52) Author & Extras(00:16:05) Summary(00:20:55) Value 4 Value(00:22:05) Join Live! Value 4 Value Support:Boostagram: https://www.meremortalspodcast.com/supportPaypal: https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/meremortalspodcastConnect with Mere Mortals:Website: https://www.meremortalspodcast.com/Discord: https://discord.gg/jjfq9eGReUTwitter/X: https://twitter.com/meremortalspodInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/meremortalspodcast/TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@meremortalspodcast

In this episode we have a discussion on Kamasutra, working with sexual partners and keeping things secret.

It's always going to be a bad idea to go on holiday with an ex – so why do so many people still do it? Plus producer Oli had the worst moment of his entire life when he found a Kamasutra book that belonged to his parents – so we made them call in the show to confront the situation live on air of course!  See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Alexis Alcalá, the founder of InnerCamp, is a teacher of Breathwork, Bodywork, and Tantra, with over 10 years of experience in complementary therapies. -- Upgrade Your Brain    Unleash & Use Your Uniqueness   https://braingym.fitness/⁠  ---   Speaking Podcast/ Coaching My Other Podcasts    ⁠⁠⁠https://roycoughlan.com/⁠⁠   https://partnerco.world/   My Website https://partner.co/?custid=N6543249  ------------------    About my Guest Alexis Alcala : Alexis Alcalá, the founder of InnerCamp, is a teacher of Breathwork, Bodywork, and Tantra, with over 10 years of experience in complementary therapies. Renowned for his adeptness in fusing deep scientific knowledge with spiritual insights, Alexis excels at making ancient wisdom accessible and relevant in modern contexts. Embarking on a transformative journey after a pivotal shift from the corporate world, Alexis embraced the principles of holistic living. This significant change not only reshaped his life's trajectory but also ignited a profound passion for self-discovery and personal growth. This quest for knowledge led Alexis to train under a roster of esteemed mentors, each enriching his understanding and practice in diverse fields such as somatic therapies, Breathwork, Tantra, and energy work. Alexis' journey is marked by a deep engagement with these disciplines, which not only facilitated his own healing but also inspired him to synthesize his learnings. His creation of Holosomatic Therapy is a testament to his innovative spirit and commitment to holistic healing. As a teacher, Alexis does not merely impart skills; he shares a part of his transformative journey, encouraging and guiding others towards their own paths of holistic wellness and enlightenment. What we Discussed:    - Alexis journey to Breathwork (1 mins) - Don't follow someone elses dreams (5:20 mins) - Did you go through the Journey of different breathworks (7:30 mins) - How to ensure a safe environment for online breathwork (11:30 mins) - The effect of Noises during a breathwork session (14 mins) - Breathwork Associations ( 15 mins) - How to ensure the Breathwork associations is not just a money organisation (18 mins) - What is Tantra (19:30 mins) - The dark side of the Kama Sutra (23 mins) - His Energy Work Journey (27 mins) - Psychedelics (30 mins) - LSD (33:30 mins) - How professional his Course is (35 mins) - How he embraced Sciencein his works (37 mins)   How to Contact Alexis Alcala :    https://innercamp.com/ https://www.instagram.com/innercamp/ https://www.facebook.com/innercamp/ https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCqDaIVOzNYVvurQCEapV1uw https://open.spotify.com/user/1158921555?si=9f432c78dcde459b  ---   Help Support the Podcast by visiting my Store, Making a Donation or Supporting my Sponsors    http://meditationpodcast.org/   Our Facebook Group can be found at ⁠   https://www.facebook.com/meditationpodcast.org  

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Mango: A Global History (Reaktion, 2024) by Constance L. Kirker & Dr Mary Newman is a beautifully illustrated book that takes us on a tour through the rich world of mangoes, which inspire fervent devotion across the world. In South Asia, mangoes boast a history steeped in Hindu and Buddhist mythology, even earning a mention in the Kama Sutra. Beyond myth, mangoes hold literary significance as a potent metaphor. While mango-flavoured smoothies grace Western shelves, the true essence of sweet, juicy mangoes or tangy, unripe varieties is a rarity: supermarket offerings often prioritise shelf-life over taste. True mango aficionados savour the sensory delight of over a thousand vibrant varieties, relishing diverse colours, flavours from sweet to sour, textures and fragrances. This interview was conducted by Dr. Miranda Melcher whose new book focuses on post-conflict military integration, understanding treaty negotiation and implementation in civil war contexts, with qualitative analysis of the Angolan and Mozambican civil wars. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/new-books-network

Mango: A Global History (Reaktion, 2024) by Constance L. Kirker & Dr Mary Newman is a beautifully illustrated book that takes us on a tour through the rich world of mangoes, which inspire fervent devotion across the world. In South Asia, mangoes boast a history steeped in Hindu and Buddhist mythology, even earning a mention in the Kama Sutra. Beyond myth, mangoes hold literary significance as a potent metaphor. While mango-flavoured smoothies grace Western shelves, the true essence of sweet, juicy mangoes or tangy, unripe varieties is a rarity: supermarket offerings often prioritise shelf-life over taste. True mango aficionados savour the sensory delight of over a thousand vibrant varieties, relishing diverse colours, flavours from sweet to sour, textures and fragrances. This interview was conducted by Dr. Miranda Melcher whose new book focuses on post-conflict military integration, understanding treaty negotiation and implementation in civil war contexts, with qualitative analysis of the Angolan and Mozambican civil wars. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/history

Mango: A Global History (Reaktion, 2024) by Constance L. Kirker & Dr Mary Newman is a beautifully illustrated book that takes us on a tour through the rich world of mangoes, which inspire fervent devotion across the world. In South Asia, mangoes boast a history steeped in Hindu and Buddhist mythology, even earning a mention in the Kama Sutra. Beyond myth, mangoes hold literary significance as a potent metaphor. While mango-flavoured smoothies grace Western shelves, the true essence of sweet, juicy mangoes or tangy, unripe varieties is a rarity: supermarket offerings often prioritise shelf-life over taste. True mango aficionados savour the sensory delight of over a thousand vibrant varieties, relishing diverse colours, flavours from sweet to sour, textures and fragrances. This interview was conducted by Dr. Miranda Melcher whose new book focuses on post-conflict military integration, understanding treaty negotiation and implementation in civil war contexts, with qualitative analysis of the Angolan and Mozambican civil wars. Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/southeast-asian-studies