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Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 22 Belle, Paige, Hope, & Madness In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels. To understand why Hope was currently so meek (for her) and attentive, you had to understand that her Father was a stern warrior-patriarch of a very proud and mostly traditional Korean family. At home, she was the dutiful eldest daughter in a family with no sons; here at FFU, she was aloof and deadly, except around Christina and company, where she got to be a relatively normal American girl in her early twenties. Hope's only experience with men was with her Father, who was rumored to have killed any male who looked at her sexually, or expected her to kill the ones he missed. At FFU there were no guys at all for her to form relationships with, until I arrived. It wasn't a Daddy-issue thing, Hope didn't charge off into the great unknown; she became a good student and learned, patiently and confidently. I would have time later to marvel at my brilliance; at the moment, Hope planting small kisses across my abs and chest as my shirt came up was beyond pulse searing. She didn't know stimulation so much as she understood how a body worked. She also was coolly efficient in easing my shirt over my head and off my arms. She used a strong, steadying maneuver to take each shoe and sock off before she removed my pants and underwear together. When she finished, she was left kneeling in front of me, my cock bobbing an inch or two from her lips. She stared at it. I cupped a hand over each ear and guided her lips to my blood-engorged head. I had no intention of ramming it down her throat; her parting of the lips was enough. It was on her own initiative that she licked off the pre-cum starting to appear along the slit. Her lips took in the top of the head and I stopped the pressure on her head. Hope quickly took over, leaning forward, taking in the whole head, retiring before bobbing back and letting her lips pass over the head to the start of the shaft. I let her figure out by using her mouth and wrapping my cock up with one hand what felt good to me. She was growing in confidence by leap and bounds but I was still in charge. I touched each shoulder and she looked up (pretty damn sexy with her cheeks dimpling in as she sucked my cock). "Stand up and take off your clothes," I instructed. I held her hand as she stood. Hope's removal of her clothing was no striptease, although it did have a certain military grace to it, physically perfect and fearless. Four times I had to stop myself from stepping up and ravish her as her body's muscles rippled under her smooth, ochre skin and her breasts swung loose, perfectly round and excited. "On the bed," I instructed. Hope turned presenting her taut athletic ass to me, each cheek rolling in tandem with each stride. She moved to pull back the covers but I stopped her with a word. "No," I corrected her. "I want you above the covers." Hope smoothly altered her motion so that she crawled on all fours onto the bed. She looked over her shoulder at me, deliciously presented, before rolling onto her back. I approached her on my hands and knees from the foot of my sleeping platform and languidly stalked up her body until I stopped and kissed her at the joining of the thigh to the torso. Hope remained attentive and quiet, watching me plant kisses on each side of her pubic triangle without touching it. As I worked my way up to her diaphragm, Hope raised her left leg, bent at the knee, foot resting next to her other knee. I gave a quick smile; Hope was relaxed and enjoying the moment, which is pretty special for a first-timer. I let my lips nibble along the bottom rib until I took a nip out of her waist and made her giggle. Hope shifted away as she brought the back of her hand up to stifle her snickers. I let her go. I wanted to give her a wide range of sensations to sample. Had I done this with any of the other women I'd taken to bed? No, but no two women are alike. The only person Hope compared herself to was Hope and I gave her that level of respect. I laid a path of licks and lip suction up her sternum to her far (left) breast. I circled the areola with my tongue, making sure to rub the nipple with my upper or lower lip as I made my circuit. Hope made this cute little coughing noise but otherwise remained still. Her nipple twirled around my tongue before I engulfed it with my mouth and started a strong steady suction that I accentuated by pulling my head up with her nipple extended by the upward maneuver. This earned me a twitching in her hips. Her raised leg began to flop back and forth to the side while the right leg pressed against me and opened up her crotch for exploration. I took the offer and ran my right hand along her inner thigh above the knee to her plump, moist cunt lips. On the first trip I pushed a finger in up to the first knuckle. I drew some of her juices down along her other inner thigh until I made a circle under her knee. She shivered slightly as I did so. I zigzagged on the return trip, this time running a finger from the perineum, dipping in to her cunt and making a quick twirl right beneath the clit. Two desperate breaths escaped past Hope's clenched teeth. Hope's orgasm was close, closer than she realized. I moved my lips from her breast to her ear once more. I also subjected her cunt to the energies of another finger. I made slow, shallow strokes directed at parting the labia around her now rather impressive clitoris, twisting it and squeezing it between my fingers. (Strong fingers are something you work on in Marksmanship btw.) When Hope's arms snaked up and wrapped me tightly to her, I knew she was on the home stretch. "I am going to take you now," I whispered in her ear. The thrill and confusion of my intentions tore her apart inside. She wanted to learn and obey but she also wanted to maintain her virginity, and the two ideas collided like twin locomotives. Remember, sex is in the mind and Hope's thoughts were on fire. I bit down on her earlobe at the same time I grappled with her right tit and gave several quick sharp spanks to her quim. "Zane!" she started out with a hiss but boiled into a thunderous shout. Her thighs clamped onto my fingers and she drove (no, she didn't claw, she impaled) her fingers into me like nails. The temporary deafness in my right ear was its own reward. I kissed her, running my tongue along the top and back of her teeth while her body shook and shivered. When the last of the tremors subsided I released her and pushed up with my arms, keeping my elbows half bent. "Zane, I'm sorry. I've hurt you," Hope sounded worried that her fingernails had blood on them. The pain was nothing compared to the humiliation I'd go through in the showers tomorrow. Rio took perverse glee crowing over every new sexual scar I accumulated. "Hush now; on your knees facing me," I commanded. This time Hope gave a barely noticeable blink before complying. She sat there attentively, her ass resting on her heels and her palms on her thighs looking smoking hot with damp thighs and perky nipples. I shifted up the bed, keeping to my side until I was properly positioned. I then reached for the back of Hope's head and confidently directed her toward my cock once more. Hope picked up right where she'd left off; slurping my head like a lollipop. Hope didn't get overly ambitious. She sucked me in, rolled my head around her mouth using her tongue with the occasional sojourn an inch or two down my shaft. Being at loose ends since Hope was drooling all over my rod so well, I reached out and began fondling her closest breast. This time I was rough, milking her breast, gripping the base of the breast and pulling down until I pulled the nipple. No response from Hope wasn't a bad thing; if she didn't like it she'd let me know. A few more pleasurable minutes with Hope and I sat up and put my other hand on the small of her back (I have really good abdominal muscles). I brushed my hand knife-like and pinkie first down between her ass cheeks. I brushed her anus but only briefly because my target was her cunt once more. She was hot, wet, and welcoming. I worked two fingers in and pumped her as hard as I dared. When I had her rocking her hips in response to my thrusts, I jumped my fingers down and vibrantly worked over her clit. Hope choked and little shimmies emanated from her hips. Again, I switched things up on her; I moved my hand up and rotated my forefinger against her anus until it gave way. Hope made a slight gagging noise but recovered masterfully and upped the tempo of her blowjob. "Come this way," I directed her by pulling her right buttocks to me. Hope wiggled from the waist slightly so she could look down the length of my body into my eyes. I repeated my hand motion, her eyes flashed with pleasure and she quickly straddled my body. Now her cunt was nearly at mouth level (Hope's pretty tall) while her blowjob continued non-stop in our '69'. I gripped a buttock in each hand, pulled them apart and then lifted my head to her honey box. With my first lick, Hope's resolve began to fracture. I would grove my tongue, move her hips over me and then lick from her clit to the bottom of her cunt. I massaged her several times before resting my head and alternating my fingers in. When my tongue lapped at her creases once more, I trailed a finger up to her anus, no reaction. I tickled her backside for half a minute, then substituted my tongue. I probed delicately and Hope stuttered in response. I went back to twirling her clit while pushing my index finger through her sphincter. Her oral attentions finally broke down. She let my cock plop out of her mouth and rested her forehead on my hip while the overwhelming sensations crashed over her senses. I felt the tightness of her anal cavity around my finger and her cunt throbbing against my tongue. I pushed deeper with my finger and her juices started flowing as Hope became more and more aroused. Valiantly, she stepped up her game, kissing and sucking one of my balls into her mouth. I moaned, which made her very happy. Hope's clit played along my lips as I took it in and sucked on it. She was rubbing my cock shaft as she tantalized my balls when she felt it start to pulse in her hand. My cockhead was engulfed by her lips and she remorselessly gobbling up the top third of my cock with the addition of a little twisting motion with her head and throat. "I'm cumming," I growled. "Take it all but don't swallow until I tell you to." Hope drove me on faster and harder and I reciprocated on her two holes. When I took on her clit once more, it wasn't in the form of a monster wave crashing on the beach but like a building tsunami pulling the energy before pummeling in one overwhelming surge. I poked a second finger into her anus to drive her over the top. Hope's back arched violently and a thin stream of fluid squirted into my mouth. She humped my face and squeezed my fingers in her asshole in a corkscrew fashion. "Zane!" she belted out musically. "Oh, God, that's great, umm, oh, yes, don't stop." My member slapped against my stomach and my balls were starting to boil and I couldn't hold back for long. Several more flexes and grunts came from Hope before she settled down enough for me to get her to do what I wanted. "Hope, I'm cumming," I ground out once more and just in time. Hope barely got my shaft upright and her lips over my head before I began ejaculating into her mouth. She breathed sharply through her nose but didn't choke or spew. Time after time she took my seed until I mustered the strength to let her know I was done. Hope dismounted me and resumed her kneeling position supported by unsteady thighs. I was a little slower in following her though her eyes sparkled when I looked into their brown depths. "Show me," I told her. Hope opened her mouth and I saw my semen brimmed inside. I kissed her lower lip along its entire length then did the same to her upper. I didn't take any of my jizz this time, that would came another time. For now, "Swallow," I spoke, and she did in a mighty gulp. I pulled her into me and led us down onto the comforter, Hope resting in my embrace. I soaked up the gentle passion of the moment with Hope in my arms. When she started kissing me on the neck I realized that was her way of asking for more. I twisted my body and pulled Hope past me so she could extend herself onto her hands and knees with me at her side. She lowered herself, letting her long, luxurious black hair cascade over her far shoulder. My hands roamed over the back of her neck and shoulders while I kissed her mid and lower back. I shifted from her side, ending up behind her. I gave a slight nudge to her calf to get Hope to open her legs wide and let me position my hips behind her. I gave my rod a few strokes to get it ready but really the visual tableau of the tightly sculpted muscles of her shoulders, back, hips, and buttocks made the physical stimulation superfluous for me. Keeping my eyes on Hope, I leaned way back and rummaged under the rolled-up blanket at the foot of the bed. The heating pad I'd asked Barbie Lynn to place there made finding the vial of viscous scented oil that was being warmed up easy. I was pleasantly assured of my feel for Hope to notice she hadn't looked back to see what I was up to. That took a great deal of confidence and trust. The serenity with which Hope greeted the thin stream of liquid as it steamed while flowing from her tailbone into her cleft was intensely arousing to my sight. I set down the container and began rubbing the oil in. First I started around the anus but I soon moved over each cheek, massaging them as well. When I coasted down to her inner thighs Hope figured out what was really going on and I could swear I heard a phantom cough of amusement. She knew I'd tricked her in a playful way. A few seconds later she pieced together the why, distracting her was secondary to easing the fatigue creeping through her thighs, lower back and ass brought on by several tense orgasms. There would be no muting of our joining. For ten minutes she relaxed and soaked up the hot oil working into her flesh. I restarted my efforts by kissing each hip, signaling her that I was anxious for her flesh. I placed one hand on the small of her back and lined up my cock at the top of her ass crack. I gently rocked forward, pushing my cock onto her back. Swaying back, I let my cock slip off her ass, letting it swing free before thrusting forward once more. This time I directed it languidly along the base of her cunt, letting my cockhead part her lips and plow her furrows until I touched then passed the clit on my way through her pubic hair and beyond. I repeated this orchestra of lust, adding in a movement where my bulbous head pressured her sphincter to the point of violation before sliding elsewhere. "Jesus, Zane," Hope sung out, "make up your mind. You are driving me crazy." Hope wasn't being exhorted to climax by any loss of control; it was the tension brought about by not knowing what direction the lesson was going to take. For someone else it would be as if you were reading LA Confidential one night only to discover that the last quarter of the book was missing and not accessible until the next morning. "There will be no intercourse for us tonight, Hope," I informed her. I began pumping along her cunt, mimicking the fucking motion. Time and again I let my cock head cut along her labia, brush her clitoris until it was stimulated by the low ridges along the shaft. It didn't take long for Hope to start pushing back against me to maximize my 'depth'. Hope clenched the sheets as we both increased the violence of our impacts. Her breath was coming in labored huffs and sweat began beading up all over her skin. Considering how fit Hope was, I was impressed with the intensity with which she embraced our sympathetic coupling. "No, not yet; keep going," was her self-encouraging mantra. "Don't let go, don't let go. Push him, push him harder." I scooped up the long tail of Hope's hair and guided her body up off her hands so that her back slid up and down my chest. Our hands did a little dance of their own. She ended up with her left reaching across and holding on to my right at her breast. My right still held the majority of her long locks, and I used those to give a silken caress to my coaxing of her right breast to sensual overload. My left hand landed on her stomach and used that perch to push her harder into me with each thrust. Her left hand wandered back to my ass. Hope's nails dug in deep (am I being marked/branded?) and she matched her pull with my push between her legs. When she finally succumbed to her climax, vaginal juices washed over my cock and down both our thighs. I was perfectly poised to support my lovers body as she surrendered to her orgasmic impulses and erotic energies coursed chaotically through her system. Her murmurs signaled she was regaining control and she made it definite by placing a series of kisses along my right arm. I coaxed us down on the bed facing one another. "I still don't know if I want to have sex tonight," Hope smiled sleepily. "It is your choice to make," I answered. "We both know you have the confidence now to make that decision when you are ready." "Are you looking out for me, Zane?" Hope teased me wearily. "Of course. I look out for all my ladies, even those who can take care of themselves just fine," I noted. She nodded and I realized that she'd tentatively opened the door into her inner circle of friends. "To answer an earlier question, I take no pleasure in ordering you around as some kind of power trip. I communicated with you in a manner that maximized your focus on our caresses." She nodded and gave me an affectionate peck on the forehead, reaffirming her dominant status. "You will come with me and shower," she ordered me. I retrieved two robes and my shower kit and a naked Hope lead me to the Solarium shower. We did not bathe ourselves; we lathered, rubbed, and rinsed the other, and I could tell Hope relished the experience. "Tell me something: how come you and Heaven have never snuck off in the woods and knocked boots?" she mused. "You are not asking because you think we did and didn't talk about it so you must be wondering what it would be like if we did, so yes, I would fuck you if you asked me to while doing a little shooter-spotter bonding out in the forest," I related to Hope; on the Marksmanship team, I was the spotter to her shooter. Her eyes flashed like lightning on a pitch black night. A powerful, lethal rifle in hand and a lover penetrating her was Hope's aphrodisiac, her perfect storm. "You should get ready for that. I definitely think it will make us a more simpatico team," Hope smiled and rubbed her breasts against my chest. "Are you going to make me obey you?" "I'm going to stick a ponytail up your ass and make you call me Master," I confided. "Oh, so how do you want your bullets; orally, anally or at high-velocity?" she remarked as her grin became more feral. "I've got nothing but love for you, Baby," I joked. We finished toweling off and headed for the bedroom area. We immediately noticed that while the sofa-beds were still open, they were unoccupied. Had we been that loud? I'm being rhetorical, I am the soul of discretion but I bring out the vocalist in every woman I meet. Inside the screens I could make out the forms of multiple girls having already settled in under the covers. Rio and Mercy were intertwined at their usual place on the far side of the bed. Barbie Lynn was curled up, facing away from us, in the middle of the platform, and Vivian was on her back, eyes closed, stretching out on the near side. I motioned Hope to follow me to the spot between Barbie Lynn and Vivian at the foot of the bed. She looked down at her carefully placed clothes then back to me. Her gaze went to the clock on one of the wardrobes, back to me, then she followed. We lay in each other's arms for a few minutes as our hair dried and bodies wound down. "Umm, that was definitely more than I envisioned, Zane," Hope sighed happily while staring up at the clouds in the night sky. "I need to be going but I look forward to seeing you in the morning." "No, you are staying the night," I stated. Hope pushed herself up into a kneeling position, hands on her thighs and her ass resting on her heels. "You are getting off on ordering me around, aren't you?" Hope smirked. To maintain the illusion, I didn't answer. I did get on my knees, wrapped my arms around her waist, and pulled us both into a kneeling, upright posture. Our mutual attraction brought our fresh bodies into contact. Hope exhaled and let her hands come to rest on my buttocks and the side of her head rest against my collarbone while my hands cupped each of her ass cheeks. Hope then did something I hadn't even imagined; she purred like a sated cat and snuggled firmly into my embrace. "Thank you, Zane," she whispered. "You're welcome, my Little Thunder" I responded. I knew I could have said something like 'you are worth it' or 'you did all the real work,' but I went with what felt right and those were the words she wanted to hear. Never just another Monday Morning. Death is inevitable; no one can force it upon you or save you from it. "Zane," a woman whispered in my ear. It is a testament to my out-of-control sex life that I didn't immediately know the identity of the woman in my bed even though drugs and/or alcohol were not involved. "Yes, Hope?" I turned and whispered back. "We are surrounded," her eyes glimmered. Indeed, we had been surrounded in the few hours we'd been asleep. Barbie Lynn had crowded in on Hope's section of the bed. As Hope rolled onto her side and snuggled into me, Barbie Lynn wiggled in behind her and pressed her magnificent boobs into Hope's back. She had even put her upper arm to rest on Hope's and had situated her right lower thigh and calf between Hope's legs. On the other side of the equation, Vivian was on her side, left leg laid over my thighs and left hand on my chest, on top of Hope's hand. Both our new female companions were sound asleep and snoring softly. "What do you want me to do about it?" I inquired quietly. "I don't know," Hope seemed conflicted. "Barbie Lynn is having a good dream." "And?" I wondered. "Her nipples are digging into my back and she's humping my ass," Hope grinned. At least she wasn't offended. "What would you do?" "Turn over slowly, push her on her back, spread her legs and then slip two fingers into her cunt and pump her," I tried not to snicker. "Work in small circles, then start suckling on a nipple; she likes a bit of teeth." "I've never been sexually involved with a woman," Hope said. It wasn't a statement but a declaration of an issue she was contemplating. "You would like to see Barbie Lynn and me, pleasuring one another, would you not?" Hope mused. "Absolutely," I nodded slightly, enough not to wake our companions. "I'll bring it up to her over breakfast," she informed me thoughtfully. "I need to look into her clear blue eyes when I talk this idea out with her." "She'll like that," I murmured, "and that is what she deserves too." Though asleep (we hoped), Barbie Lynn nuzzled into Hope's ear and let her hand drop down onto Hope's closest breast. "She's not making waiting easy," Hope looked worried concerning her desire to postpone the encounter. "The best things in life are never easy," I pointed out before we both drifted back off. Good News,  Rejection I woke up with the feeling that something was wrong but I couldn't place it. The alarm wasn't going off, the phone wasn't ringing, and there were no sirens screaming. Vivian, on my left side, had worked her way between my arm and my body and was draped over half of my form. The awkwardness only increased when I realized she'd slid a hand between her legs. That wasn't so bad except it also meant the back of her hand was also rubbing along my cock. Her other hand had come to rest against my neck on the far side and her face was blowing softly on my neck's near side. Remember the arm she'd separated from my side? The devilish hand at the end of that arm had somehow wedged itself under her underwear and was holding one of Vivian's ass cheeks. Vivian began the slow, steady process of awakening, bringing about a strange paralysis in me. As her mind wandered its way toward alertness, both of her hands fidgeted slightly. My pulse jumped and my rod raced to iron hardness against her wrist as she stirred. "Your hand is on my ass," she murmured. "I'm sorry," I gulped. "I wish I could say I was sorrier but I'm not. My only excuse is that I was asleep when it happened." "I know, Zane, I put your hand on my ass," Vivian said, her breath tickling my jugular. "It was already close and, I was curious." I blinked up at the ceiling, having moments ago misread the evidence and believed I'd violated this woman's trust in me. "I am going to spank you," I seethed. "I am going to strip down your panties and spank your ass for putting me through what you just put me through." "Does it buy me any goodwill if I tell you that Chastity brought some things over for Hope last night?" Vivian wondered. "They're over on the dresser. That's why I cut the alarm off, so you two could get some more sleep." "The alarm is off," Hope whispered. "What time is it?" She didn't sound so happy. "I didn't hear you wake up," Vivian apologized. "Long-range shooting involves controlled breathing," Hope answered. "What time is it?" Vivian rolled over, leaned off the bed, and retrieved her phone. "5:27," Vivian hissed back to us. "Oh," moaned a sleepy Barbie Lynn. "I guess Zane and I will have to do it in the shower again, not that I mind," she finished with a sexy grin. "No marathon session if you go downstairs," Vivian cautioned. "Zane and I have already showered," Hope said, "So we can avoid the ritual at this time." "How was it?" Barbie Lynn propped herself on an elbow and gazed upon Hope's face. "I will never look at Zane touching or kissing another woman in the same way," Hope imparted to her. "I'll talk about the details when I've digested the lessons I learned last night." "Yes, lessons," Hope confirmed as she rolled back the covers and sat up. "It is his chosen method for our sex play, that of female student and male instructor." "That's just fascinating;" grumbled Rio, "but some of us do need showers. If Zane doesn't put in an appearance, hey, what are you doing, Monkey?" Rio's attention turned to Mercy. Mercy had rolled on top of Rio, elevated on all fours, and was now sucking on and nibbling Rio's left nipple. "Did I tell you to do that?" Rio quizzed Mercy. Mercy shook her head in the negative but kept hold of the tit in her mouth. "Don't you worry, you annoying cunt," Rio grinned evilly, "I've got something planned for your insubordination this time. Now scoot." This time Mercy did wiggle off Rio. "Why don't you play teacher/student with me?" Barbie Lynn teased me. "You eat ice cream with a spoon and steak with a knife, Barbie Lynn, but hell, if you want to play Merry Monk and Naughty Nun with me, I'm game," I grinned. Barbie Lynn's grin equaled mine and added a salacious tongue running along the lips. She is my best sexual partner ever. "Before you run off can I ask Zane for one favor first?" Vivian asked the ladies. I was hoping she'd be considerate enough to ask me too. "Atta girl," Rio perked up. "Ride his face. Get his patented tongue-tickle wakeup call." "That's not what I have in mind," Vivian responded. "Sure," Barbie Lynn answered Vivian's request. "What; are we stockholders in Zane now?" Hope inquired. "I withhold my vote until I know what Zane has to do and how he feels about it." "Thanks, Hope," I looked over at her. "You are my spotter. If you are distracted, your performance suffers and so does mine," she smiled. "It is enlightened self-interest." Yeah, right. "I understand, Hope," Vivian nodded. "I knew if I asked Zane, he would consult with you ladies so I elected to take on any of your rejections myself. Zane, would you let me cuddle up against you for a few more minutes? That's all I want." "Sure," I agreed. This wasn't going to be so hard. Unfortunately, fate is cruel and I'm an idiot if there was ever any doubt. Vivian maneuvered so that her back was to me and she was pressed into my body. Hellish complication number one: when Vivian had leaned off the bed, I had removed my hand from her underwear, causing it to have ridden half-way down her ass. Hellish complication number two: I sleep naked; my cock was hard and wedged between said ass cheeks, and I mean wedged in deep. Hellish complication number three: "Zane, could you wrap your arm around me, please?" Vivian murmured. I had a feeling she had closed her eyes, feigning sleep, so I draped an arm over and rested it on her stomach, nice and safe. Vivian took my hand and pulled it to a point underneath her right tit and slightly into her cleavage beneath her shirt. Okay, I'm thinking, I'm still safe. I can do this for a few minutes and not crack. I had a really good time with Hope last night and I'm not running at a 100% over-stupid like I normally am. Vivian started to stretch, her back arching away from me while her shoulders and hips pushed in. I had to admit that her hair smelled great. I knew what to do next, but then I realized that what I had to do was think like someone who didn't know what to do. (Confused? Join the club) "What do I call you?" I whispered into her ear. "Vannie," she responded quietly. 'Vannie' must be the nickname her boyfriend uses. "Time to wake up, Vannie," I breathed. Vivian kept arching her back, with some gradual hip rotation added to the mix. My cock was rubbing down between each buttock; my hand was being pushed over the top of her shirt-covered breast. I had a reprieve when the bell's edge of my phallus caught on the waistband of her panties. Vivian swiveled her hips a few more times and then rotated her shoulders so that the palm of my hand wove circles over her breast. Her enticed nipple came out to play by twisting with my movements. I still had some hope, though, that she'd stop soon. When she ran her hand from her stomach to her crotch I prayed that a little self-stimulation was all she was seeking. With her left hand, which I hadn't tracked, she worked her panties half way down her thighs before resuming her gymnastic routine. Then her fiendish hand migrated over her thigh and cheek until it wrapped around my cock and gave it a squeeze. I had to do something quickly. "Vannie," I whispered with more urgency, "you really need to wake up." Vivian faked a yawn then wiggled violently against my hips. This allowed her to force my cock through her ass crack and between her thighs. Vivian was showing a surprisingly inherent talent as a champion lap-dancer. I had done the whole pseudo-sex thing last night with Hope so why was I being subjected to this again? "Vannie, I wish you didn't have to go." That caused a hiccup in her performance. Her hip movements became almost romantic in their tenderness and a low contented growled emanated from her chest. I racked my personality assessment of Vivian to figure out what to do next. Sexual conduct is best when you know what your partner is looking for and meeting that expectation. I took my hand from her breast, sauntered it up her sternum to her neck and jaw. I tilted her head toward me. Her eyes were still closed as if asleep so she made no reaction as I leaned in for a chaste kiss, no tongue. She kissed back in an equally tender fashion. "You need to wake up, Vannie," I said one last time. She nodded, gave me another kiss, and then let her head settle back on the pillow. "Thank you, Zane," Vivian told me as she looked up and over her shoulder at me. "Fuck it all, Bro!" Rio yelled. "Your cock is in her ass. Fuck her! Fuck her! This is your chance to nail the stuck up bitch." "She's not a stuck up bitch and my cock is not in her ass," I countered. "Trust me," Barbie Lynn provided her input, "if that meat was up her ass, the look on her face would be totally different." What happened to normal days of waking up where we greet each other, ask about our plans for the day, and wonder what we are having for breakfast? Seriously, who has discussions about what a girl's face would look like with my cock up their ass first thing in the morning? "On that wonderful note, I'm going to, I suddenly realized I was boned by reality. I had nowhere to go. I didn't need to shower and I didn't have to be anywhere for an hour and a half. Speaking of boners, why wasn't Vivian letting go of my cock, which she held tightly against her cunt lips? Well, if you can't be happy, "Vivian, could you stay with me a little longer?" I requested gently. "That's it," Rio chuckled. "Lure her in with that patented Braxton seduction then tap that ass good." There was rustling from Rio's side of the bed. "Mercy, you stay put." "I'm going down and talking to the other girls," Barbie Lynn announced. "Zane, I'll explain things to our shower buddies." With that, she scooted away from the covers and crawled off the foot of the bed. "I'm going to put some clothes on," Hope spoke up. "It is something of a marvel that so many of you seem comfortable in your nakedness but I'm not there yet." She too made her way off the bed and to the clothes Chastity had left for her friend. "Sure, Zane, I'll stay a little longer if you like," Vivian was finally allowed to respond. I nestled into her and she molded tightly to me. As I was busy inhaling the scent of her hair my hand returned to her stomach. This time it was a little lower, like brushing the top of her pubic hair lower. Vivian did me two better. Her right hand reached back and stroked my hair as I rested my lips on her neck, innocently of course. Her left hand was up to far worse; she reached down and began to pet my cockhead that was conveniently poking between her legs at cunt level. At that point, I'm trying to figure out why in the hell Vivian is torturing me. A loud slap of a hand on ass echoed to me from Rio's side of the bed. Mercy squeaked. Then it occurred to me; two could play at Vivian's game. The hand on the stomach wandered up her body, underneath her sleeping jersey and began fondling her left breast, including the occasional pull on the nipple. Another spanking resounded from the Rio/Mercy duo as I freed my left hand from beneath me and wrapped up Vivian's hair. I tilted her head toward me and began kissing her lips. Her mouth opened at my approach and we were soon wrestling back and forth with our lips and tongues. A third slap of Rio's paddle on Mercy's ass rang out. I began pumping against Vivian's ass. As my cockhead withdraw deep into her muscular thighs her hand followed. I stopped when her fingers touched her clit. I'm still somewhat unclear on how Christian school girls stand on masturbation but it obviously didn't matter that Vivian was doing it right now, she had her shirt bunched up above her breasts, her panties around her knees, and my cock massaging her cunt. Two more smacks echoed from Mercy's paddling which concluded with a squeal of pleasure. Sometimes those two, I guess the next step is for them to be the first FFU openly lesbian couple or a Bonnie and Clyde crime spree, based on which way the neuron misfires in Rio's noggin. As for which way Vivian's brain was going off the rails, I wasn't totally certain. "Yes," she broke our kiss. "Yes, yes, yes," she panted. We were now rocking with some real synergy. She titled her face away from me and placed her chin on her chest as her breathing became rapid and shallow. Farther down, my cock and her fingers became impossibly slick with a mixture of my pre-cum and her vaginal fluids. I picked up the tinglings from her cunny first but they rapidly spread to her stomach and thighs. "Yes, oh, yes, oh, Holy God, ugh, ugh, ugh, Yes!" Vivian cried out. More liquid sloshed against my cock, not too much but enough to make me shoot, all over her hand and thighs. "Oh, oh, oh, it's been so long," she wheezed through tortured lungs. We rapidly put the brakes on our action and settled into a comfortable embrace. A minute later she gave me one last playful ass wag and sat up. My cock was thankfully going into a dormant state. Vivian had swung her feet off the bed, then turned and kissed me (chastely once more). "Thank you, Zane," she smiled as she began lapping my semen off her hand. "I can't wait to try this out with my boyfriend." Plus side: Vivian was getting the courage to get back with the long-time boyfriend who had 'accidentally' taken her virginity. I'd like to make Vivian's quality of life better. She also liked the taste of my seed. Down side: I'm back to being a practice dummy for the ambitious girls around me. Also, she liked the taste of my seed. "I appreciate you letting me loosen up and work out some of my issues with you," Vivian completed. Why can't a woman be satisfied with being a total jerk to me so I can stay angry with them for more than five seconds? I know there are chicks out there that get out of bed, sneer down at their former lover, and belittle them before laughing like the Wicked Witch and sauntering out the door. I blame my misconceptions on Lifetime TV, my Aunt watches it, honest. I flopped down on the bed and stared at the last bit of dark skies before the first rays of sunlight drove them away. Hope stepped into my field of view, grinning, with her ponytail dangling down and tickling my nose. "Zane, I really care for you and I am saying this with the utmost sincerity," Hope began. "You should have let Christina throw you out that first day," she smiled. "I have trained in the martial arts since I was five yet I've never seen anyone take a beating like you have in my entire life. The Energizer Bunny has nothing on your staying power, Zane. From Barbie Lynn at the beginning of the semester to Vivian right now, you just get it coming and going. I'm in awe with your inability to learn from your mistakes. I mean that in the kindest way." "Have I done anything right?" I sighed. Hope grabbed my nose, pinched it painfully, and yanked my head over for eye-to-eye contact. "You do a lot right, Zane, no pity party for you. I can name a dozen women who would charge into a burning building to save you, me included," she pointed out. "Zane, I want to protect you, and my Father taught me to ignore the cries of my own family if we were ever attacked because that would reveal my position," Hope informed me. Man, that is just plain fucked up in so many ways I don't even want to get into. What kind of father does that to his little girl? "I've never had a pet; I sleep with an automatic pistol under my pillow and a combat shotgun beneath my bed. I couldn't imagine anyone would consider himself a man unless he was versed in at least three forms of combat. I don't think I need to go into my instructions should a man touch me inappropriately, much less touch me when I was naked," she smiled warmly. "Wait," I mused after a moment's retrospection, "you want to protect me? Can't I be the one protecting you?" "Okay," she replied thoughtfully, "after Karate Club today, you and I can spar and if you can take me two out of three submissions, I will allow you to protect me." Wait, I am going to risk getting my ass kicked for what? It isn't like she's going to sleep with me if I win, and I can definitely get some action with Cappadocia if I refuse. "I'd like to but I have plans," I shrugged. "I am sure Cappadocia will understand. Besides, I might finish you off quickly and the two of you can get at it when I leave," Hope countered. "What makes you think, ?" I get out. "Zane, you live in a glass house, literally. You and her are no great secret," Hope interrupted. "Fine, let's see who gets schooled this time," I agreed. "So, how many years of Karate have you had?" "None," she smiled sweetly. "If it matters, I am advanced in the teachings of Taekkyeon, Hapkido, and Geom Do." "I have no clue as to what those styles are," I admitted. "A striking techniques style, a mixed martial arts style, and Korean Sword fighting," Hope informed me without a hint that she was offended by my ignorance. I knew that was a vast simplification of what those schools taught but from my limited experience, we could sit back and discuss them for twenty years and not cover every nuance. What I did know was, this school had more than its fair share of females unusually skilled in the arts of killing their fellow sentient life forms. Wait, was this the Hell Mouth and I am surrounded by an army of Buffy's, Faith's and Willow's? Did that make me Zander? Maybe I was Oz. He got to be a werewolf after all. "Where do you go," Hope asked with intense curiosity, "between that blink of your eye and the next?" "I'm imagining what you look like without your bra and panties on," I lied. I said that because I wanted to see her reaction, not because I had a hope in hell of her believing that. She did nothing. "I try to put my current circumstances in a context, no matter how crazy, that allows me to figure out what I should do next." "I should have known that you would embrace a cosmic embryonic spirit when making crucial decisions," Hope noted. Translation: I'm nuts. "I am glad you pierce through my many layers of obfuscations to see the real me," I retorted. "I am glad you see the real me too," she smiled. I got dressed, pulled out some homework, was jumped by my cohort of hotties, stripped down so they could examine my new collection of war wounds before finally letting me regain my clothing and dignity, while the ladies whispered conspiratorially about me. With the help of Vivian and Iona, I actually made it to the Dining Hall for breakfast by seven. Hope, Barbie Lynn, and Vivian broke free and headed for the senior tables first but soon it was just Iona, Rio and me. Paige stopped by only long enough to check on our status; I kissed her on the inside of each wrist and she ran her fingers through my hair and straightened my collar. I had Rio check me for electronic devices because Paige likes me but she is in the Time Lord Mafia, as is Iona. I have a little feud going on with their leader. On the way out the door, Raven caught up with me for a status update on our project. She'd written a beautiful opening paragraph and I told her that we would have the books from George Mason on Wednesday or Thursday. We asked how our weekends went; she went to the Soccer match up in Maryland and I had avoided sex the entire time. Raven seemed pleased by the news and I'm not even in a relationship with her. Okay, I may be the only one who believes I'm not in a relationship with her but I'm happy ignoring the rest of the world at this moment. Once I passed the Dining Room threshold I was brutally reminded that I still had Handmaiden's Duty. She was a nice, voluptuous junior named Georgia who was quite tall and quite well stacked. My task; to name all the descendants of Noah listed in the Book of Genesis. Every time I got one wrong I had to kiss her. I'd complain about the blatant sexual harassment but a) I like kissing girls and b) I could do without the ridicule of the entire school, check that; anymore ridicule from the entire school than what I was already getting. My some miracle I made it through enough names for Christina and company to surround us (Vivian, my guardian, was right there too). Georgia suspended her punishment gracefully as Heaven pulled me aside. "We have a date for Tuesday night," she beamed like a thousand suns. "Cool. Should we bring anything?" I inquired. "No. She's doing barbeque pork chops and chicken breasts, plus some other Southern stuff that I have no clue about what it is," Heaven informed me. "What is a hush puppy?" "Deep-fried corn meal batter, I think," I tossed out there. "When do we go over?" "5:30, and she'll have beer for me and Doctor Pepper or Sun Drop for you," she giggled. She was of legal drinking age and I wasn't, and Danica, our date, was a Lancaster City patrolwoman. "I'll meet you at the car, Babe," I grinned down at her while squeezing her in my arms. "But we have to be going," I noted. Arriving late to Assembly was unforgivable. "Zane, I've decided to tell my Father about you," Hope dropped her bomb right as we headed off again. I stumbled. "Zane?" Vivian and Georgia asked simultaneously. "Do you know how I say we should all live every moment as if it were our last? Well, never have I felt that to be truer than right now," I grinned fatalistically. "Thanks Hope." Around Memselbub, or whatever his God-damn name was, I lost track of Noah's grandsons and began kissing Georgia a lot. About Using-Half-The-Damn-Letters-In-The-Alphabet's name, I caught a furtive hand movement by Rio and Mercy give a little jolt but I didn't have time to delve into that right then because I caught sight of Cordelia coming to Assembly from another angle. I had a stroke of inspiration, or maybe I just had a stroke, because I dropped my bag and charged the svelte, sexy brunette Top Gun of the Time Lord Mafia, aka the Science Club, and it was about time I applied a fresh coat of paint (whoop ass) to her little red wagon. I pushed through the crowd of girls and got within six feet of Cordelia before I registered on her radar. Cordelia is a quick thinker and meticulous planner so it took her only one foot of space to figure out that this was the 'he's got no plan' that she'd been told about. I chose the blindly opportunistic blitz attack because even I didn't know what I was doing, so how could she figure it out? Cordelia squealed, dropped her book bag, and ran for it. Now, I'm not really the moron that I often appear to be and this attack was not me blindly flailing at the world. Safety laid in either a building she could shut the doors upon entry or the Assembly Hall. Her problem was that both options sucked. She'd have to push through a press of girls to get inside the Assembly Hall; I was bigger and stronger and would definitely catch her if she tried that. Running to another building, then, was her only real chance. That was a problem of physics, crowd dynamics, and physiology, all of which she was good at. Sure, I was the faster runner, but Cordelia would break free of the crowd first, giving her a head start. The question was; would it be enough? Cordelia made for Simmons Hall, which was a good plan except for one annoying aspect of school life, politeness. Two girls were hurrying out of the building but stopped to hold the door for her, and me. Had Cordelia made it to the stairwell at the end of the hall she could have held the door against me long enough for us to risk being late for Assembly. It was good, quick thinking. The politeness cost her one lonely second and that was all it took. I grappled her in the hallway and rolled us onto the ground. Cordelia was giggling and screeching and trying to wiggle free but I would have my revenge. I finally got her on her stomach and her arms pinned behind her back when Vivian caught up, looking incredibly peeved. "Okay, Zane, you got me, you got me. I give up," panted Cordelia. "That's nice," I responded. I hooked her closest leg, flung off her shoe and yanked off her sock. "Damn, Zane, are you going to make me walk around barefooted?" Cordelia snickered. "Nope," I answered as I went after her other foot. Cordelia struggled but not overly much. It was all fun and games until I tied one sock around her ankle then secured the same side hand to the ankle behind her back. She fought harder to keep the other wrist/ankle set free but I got those to. I'd hog-tied her, sort of. "Oh, come on," Cordelia moaned, starting to get pissed. "Zane, stop this," Vivian warned. "Vivian, do you want to see pictures of us, you and I, on the internet? Because that is exactly what this is about," I explained. "Cordelia feels like she can fuck with my life without repercussions. I'm not even asking her to stop, only to give me a warning before she does anything that is going to make my life rough." "Things like Barbie Lynn and me in the shower, Cordy," I grumbled. "But it was so hot to watch, Zane," Cordelia countered. "All it takes is two phone calls; one to me and one to her," I pointed out. "Vivian, can I have a red marker?" Vivian thought about it for a second, then handed it over. I went around to Cordelia's face and began writing on it. Cordelia was fuming and only got angrier when, by touch alone, she figured out what my message was. "Fine," Cordelia growled, "lesson learned. Let me up." "Nope. They will find you when Assembly is over," I informed her. Now she thrashed about for real. "Don't do this, Zane," Vivian cautioned me. "I'll explain later, I promise," I responded to my guardian. "Cordelia, we are going now. Do you need anything?" "I could use a sip of water," she smirked. I went over to the water fountain, drank some in, filled up my cheeks then knelt down beside her and let her suck the water out of my mouth. "Umm, Zane spit, my favorite flavor," Cordelia joked. Vivian and I made for the door. "Oh, come on, Zane," Cordelia called out. "This isn't funny anymore. Let me go." "They will let you go around 9:05 when the first students show up, Cordelia," I shouted over my shoulder. "I hope you give this little exhibition some thought." As we sprinted across the campus grounds, we spotted Iona standing guard over my book bag. "Thanks, Iona," I grinned. "It was something I had to do." "Oh, it gets worse," Iona sighed morosely. "Zane, it wasn't my idea." She handed a cloth bracelet made of an intertwined white and green thread to Vivian. "I'll get you a blue thread as it seems you've earned it." Any explanation was cut off by the bell for Assembly. We raced into the seats various compatriots had saved for us with bonus confusion of having Georgia sitting next to me. Chancellor Bazz was back in charge but I didn't have too much time to notice; Georgia had returned to her Bible quiz and I was screwing up big time. Much secretive kissing ensued. Once we exited the Assembly, the mass of us disseminated to our various first classes. Iona had to go a different way than me but Rio stuck close. I noticed she and Mercy both had more elaborate bracelets. "So, what's up with this," I tapped it. "He-he," Rio gloated. "It is an indicator of what you've done to us, or we to you." "Whose idea was this?" I groaned. "Three guesses, Brainiac," she laughed. "What does mine indicate?" Vivian worried. "Kissing and groped," Rio snickered. "I'll make sure you get your blue strand asap. That means you've been naked with him." Vivian gave me a concerned look. "Still feeling sorry about leaving Cordelia tied up?" I joked. "Our Lord Christ teaches us to forgive those who have trespassed against us," Vivian quoted. "Wait, you guys tied up Cordelia? Where? And can I go get me some?" Rio exulted. "She's free by now," I let down my buddy. "He did write 'Paige is smarter' on her face with a red marker," Vivian added. "Bro, she is going to kill you," Rio giggled. "Nah, Cordelia is angry but she doesn't buy into revenge," I stated. "She will look for other schemes to control me and I'll find other ways to keep her in line." "What has Cordelia done to control you?" Vivian asked. "Vivian," I sighed, "why do you think Cordelia would create a free porn site with my sexual antics as the main attraction? She can see me perform whenever she wants, but why share it?" "That is convoluted as fuck," Rio griped. Vivian was thinking that over. "So she gets at you by putting at risk the women you are with," she thought out loud. "You two are playing a game of chicken. She threatens to expose those who have sex with you, and you dare her to do just that. It seems to me you two are putting other girls at risk in your simple little game." "It is not a game, Vivian, it is not little, and it definitely isn't simple," I explained. "It is not me versus Cordelia any more than it is Rhaine versus Christina, or the Progressives resisting Chancellor Bazz. Everyone wants something and most are willing to aggressively pursue those goals. I mean, you found a use for me in less than four days." "I, I, Vivian stuttered because I'd laid bare this morning's activities. She was saved by the entrance to my classroom. She dropped me off, then returned to her normal schedule. My ass had barely touched my seat when I got a text. Apparently, I had an important phone message. It turned out to be from the Vice Chancellor's office. "Hello," Ms. Reveal, who, like the Vice Chancellor, was new to the school, answered, "Doctor Scarlett's office." "Hi, this is Zane Braxton. Did you assign me a meeting with the Vice Chancellor?" "Yes, Mr. Braxton, and you have one minute to get here," the young lady informed me. "When did Doctor Scarlett tell you to call me?" I asked, right as Ms. Goodswell walked into the room. I was almost out of time. "I don't see how that was relevant," Ms. Reveal sounded cross. "Well, sorry then, but the nine o'clock hour isn't good for me. English rocks so call me back when there is another opening in the good Doctor's schedule," I said smugly. "Wait, you can't, Reveal got out before I hung up. I enjoyed the class while noticing that no one rang me back. I was suspicious that Scarlett was yanking my chain and no calls pretty much confirmed that. At the end of class Virginia Goodswell pulled me and Raven, my project partner, aside. After all, last time she'd seen us together, we'd had, difficulties. "Are you two making positive progress?" She smiled to us. "Yes, we are," Raven chimed in. "I've created our opening statement and Zane is getting four books from George Mason for us to use as source material." Virginia looked at me askance. "Raven, this might be a good time to inform you that we are getting those books under a third party's name because Rio picked his pocket and checked them out using his student ID and password," I told my partner. "Zane, if you are exhibiting this much larceny for a freshman English project, what are you going to do for Finals?" Virginia teased me. It was clearly too late to chastise me. "As I recall, the Library of Congress's security is provided by the lowest bidder," I retorted. "God give me strength," Raven and Virginia said with perfect symmetry. I may not be respected but I am treated with tolerance and compassion, which is more than I should expect. Vivian escorted me to the second class of the day, Biblical Archeology, which I shared with Rio. At the door Vivian tapped my arm. "At Homecoming I'd like you

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Fun in Lancaster CountyLancaster Central Market (Ann), located at 23 North Market Street in downtown Lancaster, is the oldest continuously operating farmer's market in the United States. It is open year-round on Tuesdays, Fridays, and Saturdays and offers everything from local produce and meats to cheeses, crafts, and handmade items.Walking Tours of Downtown Lancaster (Tom): The visitor center near the Central Market offers guided walking tours that explore the area's architecture and history.First Friday (Dale), held in downtown Lancaster on the first Friday of each month, celebrates art, culture, and community. This vibrant event draws locals and visitors to explore the city's creative scene.Fulton Opera House (Ann), located at 12 North Prince Street in downtown Lancaster, is the oldest operating theater in the United States. Its Broadway-caliber shows have become an institution in the County, home to many other theater groups and venues.Gallery Row (Tom), located in the 100 block of North Prince Street, is a vibrant arts district that showcases the city's rich creative culture. Home to numerous art galleries, studios, and shops, it's a hub for local and regional artists.Long's Park Summer Music Series (Dale) offers free concerts on Sunday evenings from June through August in Long's Park, located on Harrisburg Pike next to Park City Center. This popular community event attracts several thousand music fans each week. The park is also a delightful place for walking.County Park (Ann) is located just outside downtown Lancaster. It is a massive park with wooded trails, picnic areas, covered bridges, and beautiful streams and rivers—a wonderful oasis in the city.Root's Country Market and Auction (Tom), located at 705 Graystone Road in Manheim, is open every Tuesday year-round and offers a similar collection of goods as the Green Dragon Market. It's a truly unique experience.Strasburg Railroad (Dale), located at 300 Gap Road in Strasburg, invites visitors to ride an antique steam engine through Lancaster County's picturesque farmland. It also features a museum of classic trains.Village Green Mini-Golf (Ann), located at 1444 Village Road in Strasburg, offers a family-friendly mini-golf experience in the heart of Lancaster County. Set in a picturesque rural location, the course features beautiful landscaping, colorful flowers, ponds, and whimsical decorations, making it a relaxing yet challenging spot for golfers of all ages.Adamstown (Tom), located north of Ephrata on Route 272, is known as the Antique Capital of the USA. It boasts a concentration of antique shops, malls, and markets, attracting collectors, dealers, and enthusiasts nationwide.BB's Grocery Outlet (Dale), located at 581 Camargo Road in Quarryville, offers deeply discounted groceries, bulk items, and household goods. It often features closeouts, overstock, or slightly damaged packaging—a quintessential Lancaster experience.The Corn Wagon (Ann), located at 2169 Millersville Road, is a legendary produce stand in the area. It's a local favorite because it offers the freshest fruits and vegetables at incredible prices. There are many fruit and vegetable stands throughout the County.Middle Creek Wildlife Management Area (Tom), located near Lebanon, PA, is famous for attracting over 100,000 migratory snow geese every spring, making it a must-see for bird watchers.Ice Cream Dairies (Dale): Pine View, Lapps, and Down on the Farm are a few of the top places for ice cream in the County.Kitchen Kettle Shops (Ann) is located in downtown Intercourse, PA, at the heart of the Amish "tourist" area. Here, visitors can see many Amish buggies and Mennonite visitors.Covered Bridges (Tom), Lancaster County is home to 29 covered bridges, one of the largest concentrations in the United States. These iconic structures are an essential part of the County's history and a popular attraction for visitors.Clinic for Special Children Auction (Dale), held at the Leola auction grounds, raises money for a clinic specializing in genetic diseases among the Amish. This event is supported by the Amish and Mennonite communities and offers a great way to experience their culture.Amish Farmland (Ann): The beautiful Amish and Mennonite farms in Lancaster County, particularly around Quarryville, Strasburg, Bird-In-Hand, Paradise, Intercourse, and Leola, showcase preserved farmland that remains a testament to traditional farming methods.One-Room Schoolhouse (Tom): Many one-room schoolhouses still operate throughout the Amish and Mennonite areas, especially near Strasburg.Amish Dinner (Ann): you can check the Internet to find Amish households that provide group Amish dinners in an Amish home.Mandros Market, located at the corner of Lemon and Charlotte Streets in Lancaster City, is known for its exceptional selection of Mediterranean and European imported goods. This Mom-and-Pop Store exudes old-world charm, drawing food lovers seeking authentic ingredients for cooking and entertaining.Hammond Pretzels, situated on South West End Avenue in Lancaster City, is a small, historic family-owned business that has been in the family for three generations. Embodying Lancaster's rich pretzel-making tradition, it's a must-visit for anyone who appreciates classic snacks.Cherry Hill Orchards, located at 400 Long Lane in New Danville, is a family-owned farm that grows its own produce. In season, the produce is sold to customers or available for pick-your-own. The farm also offers homemade baked goods and fresh apple cider.Lancaster Breweries, Lancaster, is home to several local breweries that serve exceptional beers and food. Check out popular spots like Iron Hill Brewery, Lancaster Brewing Company, Old Town Brewery, and Spring House Brewery.Amish Stand, located on Kendig Road in Willow Street, is open year-round. Offering eggs, baked goods, seasonal produce, and flowers, it's a great spot for fresh, locally grown items.Isaac's Restaurant, located in Strasburg and other locations across the County, is famous for its delicious sandwiches, all named after birds.Green Dragon Farmer's Market and Auction, located at 955 North State Street in Ephrata, is open every Friday year-round. The market offers a wide range of items, from local produce and meats to livestock, clothing, and home décor.The 300-Block Shops, located in the 300 block of North Queen Street in Lancaster City, features a variety of intriguing shops, including art galleries.Wheatland, located at 230 North President Avenue in Lancaster, is a historic mansion once the home of James Buchanan, the 15th President of the United States. Built in 1828, this beautifully preserved Federal-style house offers visitors a glimpse into the mid-19th-century life of one of the most controversial U.S. presidents.Third Friday, like First Friday, but focused on Lancaster's music scene, highlights local musical talent in various venues across the city.Whoopie Pie Festival held every September at 240 Hartman Bridge Road in Ronks, celebrates the beloved Pennsylvania Dutch dessert—a soft, cake-like sandwich with creamy filling. The festival draws thousands of visitors each year.Turkey Hill Experience, located in Columbia, PA, offers museum tours where visitors can enjoy homemade beverages (teas and lemonade) and ice cream—known for allowing guests to create their own unique ice cream flavors.Dutch Apple Dinner Theater, located at 510 Centerville Road in Lancaster, offers a full buffet-style dinner paired with a stage show. It is open year-round.Wolf Sanctuary of PA, located at 465 Speedwell Forge Road in Lititz, is home to real wolves and offers a unique opportunity to observe these majestic creatures up close.The Jigger Shop, located at 202 Gettysburg Avenue in Mount Gretna, offers delicious snacks, ice cream, and musical events throughout the summer.Lititz Springs Park is a beautiful downtown park in the heart of Lititz. It is known for its old-fashioned Fourth of July festivities.The Hospice Auction, held on Labor Day Weekend at the Solanco Fair Grounds in Quarryville, features food prepared by the local Amish community and items like handmade quilts that are auctioned to raise funds for Hospice of Lancaster County.Good's Store, located at 334 West 4th Street in downtown Quarryville, is a Mennonite-owned store that sells almost everything. It functions as an actual "general store" in the traditional sense.Strasburg Scooters, located at 246 North Decatur Street in Strasburg, offers little motorized car rides through the stunning Amish countryside and past covered bridges.The National Clock and Watch Museum is located at 514 Poplar Street, Columbia, PA. This fascinating museum has a huge exhibit of clocks and watches covering the history of timekeeping.Northwest River Trail, Columbia to Falmouth, PA. This wonderful trail runs for miles along the Susquehanna River and offers incredible scenery.Susquehannock State Park is a scenic 224-acre park overlooking the Susquehanna River in southern Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. It offers stunning river views, especially from the Pinnacle Overlook, one of its most popular spots.American Music Theatre, 2425 Lincoln Hwy E, is a premier live entertainment venue that opened in 1997. It is known for its high-quality, family-friendly shows and for hosting diverse performances, from live concerts to original musical productions.Sight & Sound Theatres, 300 Hartman Bridge Rd, Ronks, PA, is one of the country's most renowned live theater experiences. Known for its Bible-based, Broadway-style productions, the theater brings biblical stories to life with jaw-dropping sets, live animals, and unforgettable special effects.

Host: Carol MacAllister Guests: Jerry Schramm and Allison Connelly, LEMS staff Description: We all depend on and even take for granted Lancaster's EM Services, but did you know they receive no tax dollars, and Lancaster City is thinking of taking away their yearly contribution to this non-profit service to balance the city budget? That means a cutback on this life-saving service! Membership: OUR memberships provide the bulk of their funding. Imagine what it would be like to have no ambulance when you need it. LEMS also provides different levels of transport as well as training new recruits and providing citizens with CPR training and other first aid tips. These are the people who save our lives before we get to the hospital. Listen, learn, and support this vital community service.

Pennsylvanians are among those taking to the roads, with the Thanksgiving holiday travel period getting underway. Turnpike Commission CEO Craug Shuey says an estimated 3.4 million motorists will use the toll road between now and Sunday With the arrival of Thanksgiving, state fire leaders are offering advice to make sure it's a safe holiday for al involved in the kitchen. Hospitals across the region are dealing with a shortage of IV fluids in the aftermath of Hurricane Helene.  The Boeing Company is laying off more than 100 workers in Pennsylvania, as the company announces it's cutting its national workforce by 10-percent. Lancaster City's New Year's Eve celebration returns this year with a new location.   Support WITF: https://www.witf.org/support/give-now/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

My buddies and I were blessed to be able to hang around a fire with Sune from Copenhagen, Denmark. Where we were able to practice "Hygge" which is a Danish word for comfort/cozy. It is the intro for the other episode for today. We had an interesting night discussing the US presidential election and related matters as well some of the issues in Denmark. We were eating Brats, drinking my Homebrew Belgian Triple with Lavender, and a couple of us smoking pipes and being professorial. And hanging out with Rue the dog who is one of the kindest canines I know.

PREVIEW: MUSK: Colleague Jim McTague reports that Elon Musk and his million-dollar checks are coming to the tidy and comfortable Lancaster City next week to promote free speech and the Republican ticket, and there is already much excitement as if the circus is en route. More tonight. 1945 Lancaster City, PA

Guest: Ray Loewe Host: Deborah Brandt, founder and CEO of Fig Industries Description: Deborah Brandt is the founder and CEO of Fig Industries, a company devoted to showing all who live in and near Lancaster City what a fantastic place Lancaster City is to live, work, and play. Today Deborah explains all Lancaster City has to offer, from a vibrant arts scene to ethnically diverse restaurants to Broadway-level music and theater. After creating a successful career in design with big-name brands of New York City, she returned home to Manheim and Lancaster City to use her expertise and talents to make positive changes in her hometown through the creation of Fig—an enthusiast's guide to living and loving local.

With tonight's presidential debate taking place in Philadelphia, city police are working with state and federal law enforcement to ensure the high profile event is secure . Classes are set to resume at a Perry County school district today -- one day after they were canceled due to threats of violence on social media. Schools in Central Pennsylvania could soon be tapping into solar energy. Environmental groups in Pennsylvania, Indiana, and Alabama are suing the EPA over a new federal rule regulating coke ovens.  A judge has agreed to move the trial of a Pennsylvania man charged in the stabbing deaths of four University of Idaho students to a different city.  Lancaster City police will be reducing its force. A study by a consulting firm finds it should be cut to 128 -- based on staffing levels, call volume and other operations. The University of Pittsburgh has fired athletic director Heather Lyke, a somewhat surprising move that came a few months before her contract expired.  Much like Central Pennsylvania, the Lehigh Valley has experienced a warehouse boom. One community underscores the conflicts that come with this development.  Support WITF: https://www.witf.org/support/give-now/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In just two weeks, students attending Franklin & Marshall College will be back on campus for the fall semester. F&M President Dr. Barbara Altman says the start of a new academic year is the highlight of her year.  “We're expecting a first-year class of about 500, which is pretty much what we planned. I know we might want to talk about the various things going on in higher ed these days, but we're delighted with a very, very talented class of 500”. In addition to serving as President, Dr. Altman is the Board Chair of the Association of Independent Colleges and Universities (AICUP) of Pennsylvania. AICUP is the only statewide organization that serves exclusively the interests of independent, nonprofit higher education within the Commonwealth and exists to complement and support the work of campus leaders. She also recently led the largest fundraising program in the college's history. “We closed that campaign about two years ago and we came in over about 10% over goal. It takes a long time to do a capital campaign like that. Among our most important priorities was raising money to support financial aid for students. We give very generous aid, and we commit to fully meeting a student's aid for all four years there with us. So that's a big part of our budget”. Dr. Altman has been at F&M since August 2018. She says the location in Lancaster, and the reputation of the college is what led her to Franklin & Marshall. “Being in Lancaster is an unbelievable privilege and advantage for Franklin and Marshall. Many schools like us are located in quite isolated places, but we have this wonderful, vibrant, busy, exciting city to work in and we're an open campus, so our our boundaries just meld right into the neighborhoods around us. Our students volunteer, work for paid, do internships, right in Lancaster City and Lancaster County. We love to bring the community to our facilities, as they just came for the Lancaster International Piano Festival, which was held in our beautiful little jewel of a concert hall. The bars are a concert hall, and we're just so lucky to be in the fabric, right in the fabric of a really happening little city. That is a great place for our students to live and work. I'm happy to say that we have about 1400 Franklin and Marshall grads working in the immediate area. It's our third largest alumni group, actually.”Support WITF: https://www.witf.org/support/give-now/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

On this week's Industrial Hemp Podcast, we talk to the organizers of the Lancaster County Hemp Circuit: Sarah Mitchell, Steve Groff and Alyssa Collins. The circuit, an event centered on growing and processing industrial hemp in Pennsylvania, is scheduled Aug. 20-21. “It's called the circuit because we actually have four different sites and they're all in a radius of Lancaster City,” said Mitchell, hemp specialist at King's Agriseeds, which is hosting the first leg of the circuit at the King's research farm in Christiana on Tuesday, Aug. 20, at 9 a.m. “We have 28 varieties to show off from several different continents, all by breeders who are intending to either offer certified seed varieties or are breeding for certified seed varieties,” she said. From the farm in Christiana, the event moves to the Landis Valley Village and Farm Museum for an afternoon educational session, including a welcome address from Pennsylvania Secretary of Agriculture Russell Redding and a history lesson from Pennsylvania hemp historian Les Stark. “We also have six hemp entrepreneurs from Pennsylvania,” Mitchell said, “and these are businesses that are actually generating revenue from hemp. And so these are people who are not just talking about making it happen, but they're actually making it happen.” After the Landis Valley Museum and a dinner break, the circuit continues at Penn State's Southeastern Agricultural Research and Extension Center in Manheim, where Collins, its director, has been overseeing Penn State's hemp research since 2018. The evening portion of the event starts with introductions in the barn. Attendees will then head out to the field to see the variety trials and ask questions, before returning to the barn for more discussion. “This is a great opportunity to meet some of the next generation of hemp scientists, because we're going to have some of the students there to share their work that they've been working on the last couple of years on, specifically hemp disease and hemp processing and insect ecology in hemp,” Collins said. For those traveling from outside the county, Mitchell said a block of rooms is available at the DoubleTree Resort by Hilton Hotel in Lancaster. The second day of the event takes place from 9 a.m. to 5:30 p.m., entirely at Steve Groff's Cedar Meadow Farm in Holtwood, Lancaster County, where Groff has over 50 acres of fiber hemp in the ground. The day will be full day of expert speakers, educational opportunities and equipment demonstrations from chopping and baling to no-till planting into cover crops. There will also be a soil pit, so attendees can see the difference regenerative hemp farming has on the soil. Groff said he is excited to unveil his four bar hemp cutter, essentially four sickle mowing bars that allow for easier harvesting of tall fiber hemp. “And we'll be able to cut 12 feet hemp into four sections, and make it manageable then to windrow and dry it out,” he said. Lunch will be served both days, but attendees are on their own for dinner. Space is limited, so please register soon. Learn More King's Agriseeds Cedar Meadow farm Penn State's SEAREC farm Register for the Lancaster County Hemp Circuit  Questions about the event? Contact: Sarah Mitchell, Hemp Specialist 717-327-6188 Thanks to Our Sponsors IND HEMP Mpactuful Ventures Americhanvre Music courtesy of TIN BIRD SHADOW.

On This Club is My Club this week, we have all the build-up and reaction to the final league game of the season, as FC United hosted Lancaster City.   DISCLAIMER:  The views expressed during this podcast are purely those of the contributors at the time of broadcast, and do not necessarily reflect the views of FC Radio, North Manchester FM or FC United.

The Fulton Theatre's decision to dissolve its IDEA (Inclusion, Diversity, Equity, and Accessibility) committee has sparked discontent among some of its members. Kareena Rios, a former committee member, shared her insights on the matter during an interview on The Spark. Rios expressed disappointment, suggesting that the committee, tasked with addressing diversity and equity within the theater, was doomed from the start. The dissolution of the committee raises questions about the theater's commitment to inclusivity and representation within its operations. Rios's commentary sheds light on potential shortcomings in the theater's approach to diversity initiatives. The decision to disband the committee comes amid broader conversations about equity and inclusion in the arts and entertainment industry. It underscores the complexities and challenges inherent in implementing meaningful change within institutions. The theater's move has not only disappointed its former committee members but also prompted reflections on the efficacy of diversity initiatives in the entertainment sector. As stakeholders and observers continue to grapple with these issues, the incident at the Fulton Theatre serves as a reminder of the ongoing work needed to foster genuine inclusivity and equity within cultural institutions, and Lancaster City.Support WITF: https://www.witf.org/support/give-now/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This episode is sponsored by BetterHelp. Click https://betterhelp.com/JMC​ for 10% off your first month of therapy with our sponsor BetterHelp. Join over 4 million people who've met with a therapist on BetterHelp and started living a healthier, happier life. This week I set out on a riveting podcast journey as I dive deep into the vibrant world of Solise White and Evita Colon, the beautiful couple and visionary minds behind Lancaster City's groundbreaking Black Boutique bookstore and micro winery, A Concrete Rose. We unravel the intricacies of their entrepreneurial voyage, navigating the challenges and setbacks that come with opening a haven for creatives, married life, and dance battling kids (I mean yo, it can happen) In this conversation, Solise and Evita share the hurdles they faced, including the red tape encountered while bringing Concrete Rose to life. Discover the compelling narrative of their professional partnership, intertwined with the dynamic story of how they first met. This episode is a testament to their unwavering determination, resilience, and the courageous pursuit of love and justice. Get ready for a story that not only captures the essence of their journey but also celebrates the triumphs born out of perseverance and the fight for what is right. ✊

The Rich Zeoli Show- Hour 2: While appearing on MSNBC with host Jose Diaz-Balart, former presidential candidate Beto O'Rourke compared Donald Trump's pledge to secure the U.S. Southern border to “something you could have expected from Adolf Hitler in the 1930s”—no wonder Beto lost three elections in a four-year span. On Good Morning America, ABC's unbiased journalist George Stephanopoulos suggested it is a foregone conclusion that the U.S. Supreme Court would rule against Donald Trump and his claim of having presidential immunity from prosecution for allegedly attempting to overturn the 2020 election. Dave McCormick—Republican Candidate for U.S. Senate in Pennsylvania & former Under Secretary of the Treasury for International Affairs during the George W. Bush Administration—joins The Rich Zeoli Show to talk about his campaign to unseat Sen. Bob Casey Jr. (D-PA). McCormick is calling on Lancaster City Council to rescind their recently approved Lancaster Trust Act which ends cooperation with U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE). The puzzling decision comes as thousands of migrants unlawfully enter the country everyday under the Biden Administration's relaxed border policies. You can learn more about his campaign here: https://www.davemccormickpa.com

Every business owner eventually starts to contemplate the future and what is to become of their hard work. It is never too early to anticipate and plan for a leadership transition. If this topic interests you, you're invited to the EMM business leaders' breakfast on Tuesday, March 12 from 7 to 8:45 am at Hub 450, which is 450 N Prince St in Lancaster City. Register at emm.org/breakfast.

On this week's show we're joined by Macclesfield Manager Alex Bruce, as we look ahead to his side's FA Trophy fifth round tie on Saturday. In addition, we also look ahead to this weekend's fixtures in the league, as Ben and James are joined by Non League Reporter Thomas Feaheny, as well as the Managers at Lancaster City, Bradford Park Avenue, and Atherton Collieries. The opinions expressed within this programme are solely those of the contributors involved, and do not express the views or opinions of the Northern Premier League. Music by Hard Luck Child www.unsigned.com/hardluckchild

In a recent report conducted by Tern Bicycles, the state of diversity within the cycling industry has been brought to the forefront. The findings reveal a stark gender disparity, with men predominantly occupying the majority of roles in the cycling sector. Shockingly, women represent a mere 8% of bike workshop roles and 19% of customer-facing positions, reflecting a significant underrepresentation in these crucial areas of the industry. Delving deeper into the gender dynamics, the report notes that women fare slightly better in administrative roles, holding 40% of such positions. However, despite this presence, the progression to senior leadership roles remains limited for women within the cycling industry. This raises questions about the systemic barriers that may hinder the upward mobility of women in this field. Moreover, the report sheds light on the ethnic diversity gap in cycling participation. Among urban ethnic minority groups, a staggering 74% do not currently engage in cycling, despite 55% expressing a desire to start. This underscores a notable disparity between interest and actual participation, pointing to potential barriers that prevent certain communities from fully embracing cycling. In response to these findings, we turn to Adriana Atencio, the Executive Director of The Common Wheel in Lancaster City. As an expert in the field and a leader in an organization dedicated to promoting biking accessibility, Atencio brings a valuable perspective to the conversation. Her insights could provide a nuanced understanding of the challenges faced by women in the cycling industry, as well as shed light on initiatives aimed at addressing the ethnic diversity gap in cycling participation. The Tern Bicycles report serves as a call to action for the cycling industry to address these disparities head-on. Achieving gender and ethnic diversity within the sector not only fosters a more inclusive environment but also unlocks untapped potential for growth and innovation. With Adriana Atencio joining the discussion, there is an opportunity to explore practical solutions and strategies that can be implemented to create a more equitable and accessible future for cycling enthusiasts across diverse communities.Support WITF: https://www.witf.org/support/give-now/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In a remarkable response to the challenges posed by the Covid-19 pandemic, Dr. Cherise Hamblin and her dedicated team at Patients R' Waiting orchestrated a dynamic initiative to bring vaccines directly to the community. As the vaccine became available, they wasted no time and initiated pop-up vaccine clinics in unconventional locations, including churches, parking lots, community centers, and even the Clipper Magazine baseball stadium in Lancaster. The success and positive reception of these pop-up vaccine opportunities inspired Dr. Hamblin and her colleagues to think beyond traditional healthcare outreach. This led to the creation of the Health Equity Music Festival, a groundbreaking event spanning six weeks. The festival serves as a unique platform to promote vaccination, emphasize the benefits of healthy living and eating, and connect attendees with an array of service providers to address their personal needs. Now in its third year, the Health Equity Music Festival has become a staple in Lancaster City. Dr. Hamblin and her team have seamlessly blended the realms of health advocacy and entertainment, using creative interaction and engagement to deliver crucial health messages to the community. The festival's innovative approach not only promotes vaccination but also educates attendees on the importance of incorporating healthy habits into their daily lives. The festival's diverse lineup includes musical performances, interactive health opportunities, food, and opportunities for attendees to connect with various service providers offering support in different aspects of their lives. By combining entertainment with essential health information, the Health Equity Music Festival has proven to be an effective and engaging method of reaching a wide audience. As the festival enters its third year, the impact of Dr. Cherise Hamblin and Patients R Waiting's initiative continues to resonate in Lancaster City, fostering a sense of community and collective well-being in the ongoing battle against Covid-19.Support WITF: https://www.witf.org/support/give-now/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In this episode, Ben interviews Danielle Keperling. As the Executive Director of the Historic Preservation Trust of Lancaster County and with over two decades of experience in the preservation industry, Danielle brings a wealth of knowledge and expertise to our conversation.With a Masters of Business Administration degree from Eastern University, Danielle's unique blend of business acumen and passion for preservation shines through in her work. Alongside her husband, Jonathan, she works at the Keperling Preservation Services, a company dedicated to restoring 18th, 19th, and 20th century buildings for a diverse range of clients, including prestigious institutions like the National Parks Service and Smithsonian Institute.Her commitment to preserving our historical heritage is further evident through her role on the Lancaster City Historical Commission, where she helps oversee the Heritage Conservation District, ensuring that the unique historical character of Lancaster City is preserved for future generations.Tune in as Ben and Jeff delve into the world of historic preservation with Danielle Keperling, her passion for preservation, and her invaluable contributions to the field. 

On this week's This Club is My Club, we have build up and reaction to the Women's FA Cup first round tie between FC United and York City from Sunday. And we have highlights from the Northern Premier League fixture between FC United and Lancaster City from Saturday.   DISCLAIMER:  The views expressed during this podcast are purely those of the contributors at the time of broadcast, and do not necessarily reflect the views of FC Radio, North Manchester FM or FC United.

This week we look ahead to the first round of The FA Trophy, as Ben and James were joined once again by Non League Reporter Andrew Simpson for a preview. In addition on this week's NPL Show, we also catch up with the Managers at Hyde United, Gainsborough Trinity, Atherton Collieries and Lancaster City. The opinions expressed within this programme are solely those of the contributors involved, and do not express the views or opinions of the Northern Premier League. Music by Hard Luck Child www.unsigned.com/hardluckchild

Brothers Matt and Greg Keasey started their brewing business out of a converted barn in Conestoga in 2007. In 2015, SpringHouse Brewery moved its operations to Lancaster City and renovated a former warehouse into a brewery restaurant. Now these brothers are onto new ventures, like their limited artist collaboration series, which connects local artist with the surrounding Central Pennsylvania community. The Limited Artist Collaboration Series is an annually-rotating lineup of small-batch brews that are both inspired by, and adorned with, original works of art. Released monthly, the Artist Collaboration beers are a well-deserved spotlight on some super-talented independent artists, and interesting beer styles. Support WITF: https://www.witf.org/support/give-now/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

On The NPL Show this week, we hear from some of the clubs who have had good second weeks of the season. On this week's show, Ben was joined by the Managers at Lancaster City, Worksop Town, Warrington Rylands, FC United and Stafford Rangers. The opinions expressed within this programme are solely those of the contributors involved, and do not express the views or opinions of the Northern Premier League. Music by Hard Luck Child www.unsigned.com/hardluckchild

Host: Carol MacAllister Guest: Ann Willets, Dale Johnson & Tom Gehr Description: Discover the charm of Lancaster County and Lancaster City through the eyes of esteemed long-time residents, tracing its rich history from 1730 to the present. Uncover the secrets behind its recognition as the best retirement destination in the country. This captivating region offers picturesque landscapes, friendly locals, diverse cultures, vibrant art, and a walkable downtown. Willow Valley adds the perfect touch to this remarkable experience. Get enchanted by the timeless allure of Lancaster County and Lancaster City.

Host: Dale Johnson Guests: Betty Schweitzer, Jessie Styers, Ms. Flora and Harling, Ms. Nancy and Xailia. Description: In this episode, we shine a spotlight on the Willow Valley pen pal program, a resident-led initiative that began 15 years ago. Join us as we delve into the program's objectives and its operational framework, featuring insights from Betty Schweitzer, the coordinator for Willow Valley residents, and Jessie Styers, the coordinator for teachers and students of Burrows Elementary school in Lancaster City. Furthermore, we engage with two pairs of pen pals, allowing us to explore the personal connections formed between students and residents within this heartwarming program.

On May 16, over 3,000 Lancaster City residents voted to approve a government study on a home rule charter for Lancaster City. Home Rule would grant the city more power to raise the forced taxation rate on taxpayers. On this episode of The Lancaster Patriot, local pastor Joel Saint joins Chris Hume to discuss Home Rule and the mayor's comments about it.

We are so excited for you to meet Juan and Rose, Calvary's newest Global Partners! While they are new to Calvary Church, they are not new to global work, nor are they new to working with refugees, which is exactly what they do now in Lancaster City! Today, they are sharing how God has faithfully brought them full circle with the work that they are doing, and how He is actively at work among those who have sought refuge in our community.  Do you want to partner with Juan and Rose, and the work that is happening at The Haven? Email thehavenlancaster@yahoo.com, or contact Terri Sherman on our Global Ministry team at tsherman@calvarychurch.org.    Do you want to publicly celebrate the work that God is doing in, around, or through you? Share your story at calvarychurch.org/shareastory

In this episode...https://theserapeum.com/chemical-attacks-cohenincidences/Pentagon UFO chief says alien mothership is in our solar system possible - Is The Prophesied Return of the Watchers Imminent?https://endtimeheadlines.org/2023/03/pentagon-ufo-chief-says-alien-mothership-is-in-our-solar-system-possible/Dead Sea Scrolls – Prophecies of Aliens Censored From Modern Bibles.https://theserapeum.com/dead-sea-scrolls-prophecies-of-aliens-censored-from-modern-bibles/China pummeled by ‘rain of worms' as residents asked to carry umbrellas.Russia issues latest report on US-funded biolabs in Ukraine.Kidney Removal From Chinese Infants Rings Alarm on CCP's Organ ‘Production Machine,' Expert Warns.https://nemosnewsnetwork.com/kidney-removal-from-chinese-infants-rings-alarm-on-ccps-organ-production-machine-expert-warns/Fake Meat Dangers With Dr. Joseph Mercola.BANK RUNS! ALERT - Crypto-friendly Signature Bank shut down by regulators after collapses of SVB, Silvergate.https://nemosnewsnetwork.com/bank-runs-trading-halted-for-multiple-u-s-bank-stocks-at-open/.Credit Suisse Shares Tumble to a New Record Low After Collapse of SVB and Signature Bank.Here We Go… First Republic Bank Plunges 66% in Pre-Market – Western Alliance Bank Down 62% – Customers Line Up in California!Democrats Already Asking Federal Government to Censor Information Social Media That Could Lead to Run on the Banks.Silicon Valley Bank Provided Massive Amounts of Capital to Chinese Tech Ventures – Now Biden FDIC and Federal Reverse Are Bailing It Out – Clearly Biden Is Working for China.More Silicon Valley Bank Fallout – Goldman Sachs Backed CIRCLE's Stable Coin ‘USDC' No Longer Pegged to Dollar – Conversion to Dollars Halted.Heartbreaking Video of Young Children Devastated After Being Denied Visitation Day With J6 Political Prisoner Father.Shelter in Place Order for Hazardous Material Incident in Lancaster City, PA.Six More Powerhouse Journalists Leave Project Veritas News Organization.Share this far and wide!

In this episode, Ben welcomes Jennie Groff, one of the owners of the Lancaster Sweet Shoppe and Stroopies, Inc. located in downtown Lancaster City. With over 23 years of marriage and 4 children, Jonathan and Jennie share their passion for using business to solve social issues and how it has allowed them to connect and serve people from different walks of life through their businesses.They will delve into their journey as entrepreneurs, their approach to business and social impact, and the role of community in their success. Whether you are an aspiring entrepreneur or a seasoned business owner, this episode is for you. Tune in to discover how Jonathan and Jennie Groff have successfully integrated their passion for social impact into their business model. 

In this episode, Ben & Jeff welcome Melissa Siwiec, the Executive Director of CMT (Central Market Trust). She brings a wealth of experience in nonprofit management, having served at organizations such as Big Brothers Big Sisters, United Way, and Clare House. She holds a Bachelor's Degree in Human Development and Family Studies from Penn State and a Master's Degree in Organizational Leadership from Central Penn College, as well as a certification as an Associate in Project Management. Listen in as Melissa shares her insights and expertise on nonprofit management and leadership.About Lancaster Central Market: Designated as a market town in 1730, the City of Lancaster is home to Lancaster Central Market, the oldest, continuously running public farmers' market in the country. The Central Market Trust (CMT) was created in 2006, and has since developed a sustainable business model offering fresh healthy foods to the community within the iconic and historic Market House. The Central Market remains a jewel of center-city Lancaster, a popular tourist destination, and a thriving Farmer's Market.

The NPL Show returns this week, as Ben and James are joined by 26nil's Luke Edwards, as we preview this weekend's matches in the league. On this week's show, we also hear from the Managers at FC United and Lancaster City. With thanks to Hyde United Marske United The opinions expressed within this programme are solely those of the contributors involved, and do not express the views or opinions of the Northern Premier League.

Leslie Bustard, our previous episode's guest, shares three of her favorite poems with us, each unique in its own wonderful way. Take a moment to indulge in a little poetry today with Leslie and Ty, and allow these works to help you see the world (and the Lord) with fresh eyes. If you enjoyed this episode and our previous interview with Leslie on loving poetry, you'll enjoy Square Halo Books' upcoming conference Ordinary Saints - Creativity, Collaboration, and Community coming up on February 17-18, 2023 at the Trust Performing Arts Center in Lancaster. Veritas Academy is a sponsor of this event, which promises to be an enjoyable and inspiring time! Poems in this episode: Luci Shaw, The Meaning of Grass (From The Generosity) Seamus Heany, Postscript (From 100 Poems) Malcolm Guite, The Church's Banquet (From After Prayer) Also referenced: Malcolm Guite, Sounding the Seasons *** About Our Guest Leslie Anne Bustard lives in a century-old row home in Lancaster City with her husband Ned and her two dogs, Pevensie and Milly-Molly-Mandy. They are the parents of three grown daughters. After years of homeschooling, classroom teaching, and producing high school and children's theater, Leslie now fills her time writing and caring for loved ones. Her most perfect day would be walking somewhere in Northern Ireland where she could, in one day, traverse with Ned over green fields and farmers' lanes, through breeze-kissed woods, and over rocks and sandy beaches. Wild Things and Castles in the Sky: A Guide to Choosing the Best Books for Children, co-edited with daughter Carey and friend Théa Rosenburg, was published through Square Halo Books in April 2022. Her second book The Goodness of the Lord in the Land of Living: Selected Poems will be published in 2023. As vice president of Square Halo, Leslie has developed and hosted their podcast series The Square Halo, as well as planned their conferences. Leslie is a contributor at The Black Barn Online, Story Warren, Anselm Society, and Calla Press. She also shares on her website PoeticUnderpinnings.com.

In this bonus episode of Cultivate, longtime Veritas friend and guest Leslie Bustard shares with us her passion for poetry and inspires listeners to explore poetry as a way to "help us remember that which would impoverish us to forget." If you enjoyed this episode, you will love the upcoming Ordinary Saints Conference, February 17-18, produced by Square Halo Books (of which Leslie is Vice President). Veritas Academy is a sponsor of this event, which features a keynote address by poet Malcolm Guite, concert by The Arcadian Wild, and more. More information here. About Our Guest Leslie Anne Bustard lives in a century-old row home in Lancaster City with her husband Ned and her two dogs, Pevensie and Milly-Molly-Mandy. They are the parents of three grown daughters. After years of homeschooling, classroom teaching, and producing high school and children's theater, Leslie now fills her time writing and caring for loved ones. Her most perfect day would be walking somewhere in Northern Ireland where she could, in one day, traverse with Ned over green fields and farmers' lanes, through breeze-kissed woods, and over rocks and sandy beaches. Wild Things and Castles in the Sky: A Guide to Choosing the Best Books for Children, co-edited with daughter Carey and friend Théa Rosenburg, was published through Square Halo Books in April 2022. Her second book The Goodness of the Lord in the Land of Living: Selected Poems will be published in 2023. As vice president of Square Halo, Leslie has developed and hosted their podcast series The Square Halo, as well as planned their conferences. Leslie is a contributor at The Black Barn Online, Story Warren, Anselm Society, and Calla Press. She also shares on her website PoeticUnderpinnings.com. RESOURCES & LINKS Poets & Books Mentioned In This Episode: Dana Gioia Luci Shaw Sing a Song of Popcorn, Book of poems for children Aaron Belz Nikki Grimes Naomi Shihab Nye Billy Collins Malcolm Guite Sounding the Seasons, book by Malcolm Guite Further Reading: Two-part essay by Leslie on incorporating poetry in your family's everyday life: Part 1 Part 2 Wild Things and Castles in the Sky: A Guide to Choosing the Best Books for Children is an excellent resource for parents

The NPL Show returns this week, as we look ahead to this weekend's matches in the League, as we're joined by Whitby Town Radio' Andrew Snaith. We also catch up with the Managers at Nantwich Town, FC United, Stafford Rangers, Lancaster City and Atherton Collieries. The opinions expressed within this programme are solely those of the contributors involved, and do not express the views or opinions of the Northern Premier League Music by Hard Luck Child www.unsigned.com/hardluckchild

Hosted by Dale Johnson Lifelong Lancaster resident and Lancaster City tour guide Tom Gehr discusses the Amish community in Lancaster. You may be surprised to learn that not all of the Amish are farmers. The Amish community in Lancaster County is the largest in the nation, and their lifestyle and farming practices therefore impact tourism here and influence on the area.

In this episode of Around the 717 we sit down with Patricia Meiser who is being inducted into the Lancaster County Sports Hall of Fame on Oct. 12th, 2022. Patricia is from the 717 by way of Lancaster City. She graduated from J.P. McCaskey High School and attended West Chester University to play Tennis. After College she worked her up to become the Head Women's Basketball Coach at Penn State University. After coaching at PSU she then moved on to athletic administration at UCONN where she was on the board that hired Gino Auriemma. She then accepted the Athletic Director position at the University of Hartford. She was way ahead of her time and we really enjoyed sitting down with her and we know you will enjoy this interview. --- Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/brandon-way/support

Sarah Salluzzo cofounded Lancaster Farm Sanctuary in 2017. She holds an MSW and MA in media studies and previously worked in substance abuse rehabilitation. She now works full-time at LFS as the Executive Director and is the board president.Jonina Turzi cofounded Lancaster Farm Sanctuary in 2017. She is passionate about advancing the well-being of humans and animals. She holds a Doctorate of Physical Therapy as well as several certifications in healthcare and wellness. In addition to serving as Vice President on the board of LFS, she runs a private PT practice in Lancaster City.In this episode Yoga is Vegan's Holly Skodis, Sarah Salluzzo and Jonina Turzi discuss the following;Reproductive InjusticeFood InjustriceDairy farming practicesThe Egg industry and backyard chickensYIV Episode 29- Jonina Turzi: Social Transformation Through Yoga, Ahimsa and VeganismUniversal Declaration of Human RightsUniversal Declaration of Sentient Rights Connect with Lancaster Farm Sanctuary:Website: lancasterfarmsanctuary.org

Most ten-year-old kids find interest in things like the Roadblocks app, Tik Tok, and tv shows. But a ten-year-old resident of Lancaster City had a different kind of interest: to make a positive difference within his community and abroad. Lucas Kreider and his mom, Lauren Kreider, created Peace Kids to the Rescue Art Show and Silent Auction, that they will host on Friday, Sept. 2 at Millersville University's Ware Center, 42 N Prince St. The 4th annual show will feature art donated by over thirty children between the ages of 6 and 18 and will include four artists from the Democratic Republic of the Congo, in Central Africa, who received donated art supplies to create pieces for the art show. All proceeds will be donated to Church World Services and Lancaster County Homeless Coalition. To date, they've raised over $10,000 for those two organizations and hope to raise more. Lauren said when Lucas was 6 years old during breakfast, he said: "Mom, I want to have an art show for children to raise money for people who don't have as much as I do." Today, Lucas and Lauren are keeping that dream alive and are looking forward to conducting their 4th annual Peace Kids to the Rescue Art Show and Silent Auction.Support WITF: https://www.witf.org/support/give-now/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Super thrilled to announce new guest, Kendra Bigley, to The Story!Kendra Bigley earned the Bachelor of Music in piano performance from the Eastman School of Music, where she studied with Barry Snyder, Fernando Laires, and Jean Barr. Ms. Bigley has built a career as a chamber musician, teacher, music director, vocal coach, and accompanist at such institutions as the Trust Performing Arts Center, Fulton Theatre, Servant Stage Company, Opera Lancaster, Florida International University, Lancaster Bible College, and Temple University, where she is currently pursuing a Masters degree in Collaborative Piano/Opera Coaching, studying with Charles Abramovic and Lambert Orkis. With Temple Opera Theater, Ms. Bigley has performed in the recent productions of Debussy's "Pelleas et Melisande" and Mozart's "Le Nozze di Figaro". At the Trust Performing Arts Center, Ms. Bigley has collaborated with artists including Carla Leurs, Amy Owens, Doris Hall-Gulati, Thomas Meglioranza, Samantha Hankey, Timothy Long, and Christopher Shih. Her favorite shows as music-director/conductor include “Working”, “Little Shop of Horrors”, “Little Women”, “My Fair Lady”, “The Music Man”, and “Titanic” for which she won the Regional Broadway Music Award for Best Music Director. Ms. Bigley lives in Lancaster City with her husband, conductor/singer/actor, Robert Bigley.Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/the-story/donations

Season 3 debut special guest Laddie Moran joins Mike who is a Hip Hop, RNB, Rapper artist from Lancaster City, PA. He's featured Philadelphia artist Freeway on one of his songs and has influenced many local artists. Support Laddie at any of the following links: https://soundcloud.com/laddiemoranhttps://open.spotify.com/artist/6aHfb1XHS0AhUDtdWMcy3Dhttps://www.instagram.com/laddiemoran/?hl=enNew Album drops June 19th. #Lancasterpa #localartist #hiphop #rnb #laddiemoranSupport the show

Curiosity Collective is back!Host Katie Langley is joined by her dear friend Steph to launch season two of the Curiosity Collective Podcast!  Together they chat about where the Collective has been, where it's headed, and what Katie's learning, struggling with, and delighting in along the way.Stephanie Frysinger (she/her) is a residential Realtor in central Pennsylvania with a Master's Degree in Social Work. She is a Mama to Lincoln (6) and Olivia (1) and happily resides in the Hamilton Park neighborhood in Lancaster City. In her spare time she can be found on her bicycle, catching up with friends, or with her hands in the soil.  She delights in the unknown, and thinks knowing all the answers is rather boring.

We're happy to have Anne Williams & Sarita Rivera of Lancaster City Alliance on the show! Lancaster City Alliance is a non-profit that promotes City growth and stability so that Lancaster City flourishes and everyone shares in its success. They are here to listen, collaborate, and connect organizations so the City succeeds.

Merry Christmas! Let's put the spotlight on the best gift of all - Jesus!  Carol Rabold, an experienced Bible2School teacher and leader, is ready to share some practical ways to help our children put Jesus first this season.  Ready for a gift of fun and practical Christmas ideas? Let's go.... CAROL RABOLD is a Program Director with Bible2School.  Carol has been involved in children's ministry for over 27 years: teaching, organizing and training other children's ministry workers in Lancaster City, Lancaster PA. Carol and her husband, Alec, have 5 children and one granddaughter.  They also have huge hearts for fostering children.  When asked what Carol loves about Bible2School, she replied, "I love the kids, their questions, their excitement and sharing Jesus' love with them."  Carol loves Jesus, spending time with her kids & granddaughter, the outdoors and reading. Resources For You: What God wants for Christmas Next Steps: Subscribe to You CAN Tell the Children Share your favorite Christmas ideas with us #bible2school or @bible_2_school Catch up on episodes of You CAN Tell The Children you might have missed, or listen to favorite ones again! Share this podcast with a friend  

You've probably heard us talk before about Hub 450, the newly renovated building at 450 North Prince Street in Lancaster City. I'd like to share with you a little bit about Deb Muenstermann who is an EMM worker that oversees the community-centered ministries on the first floor of Hub 450.