Podcasts about landings

How do the simple rituals we share each day shape the security and connection in our relationship? In this episode of The Partnership Podcast, Lauren and Trey dive into "Launches & Landings"—the daily practices that start and end their days together.Lauren recently finished Wired for Love (Second Edition) by Stan Tatkin, PsyD, MFT (

Top of mind: Social Security: https://www.11alive.com/article/news/state/georgia-social-security-offices-to-close/85-98ad5cdb-1748-4ddf-9956-802bf11316d7Nebraska: https://flatwaterfreepress.org/tariff-trouble-nebraska-companies-farmers-trapped-in-middle-of-brewing-trade-war/Trudeau: https://www.axios.com/2025/03/04/trudeau-trump-tariffs-canada-usCurtis Yarvin: https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2024/dec/21/curtis-yarvin-trumpLuigi "the Legend" Mangione: https://perezhilton.com/luigi-mangione-amateur-porn-sex-tape-report/Pandemic ReminiscingSupport the showThe Parlour with Lori and Lisa comes to you with our takes on current events, politics, human interest stories, all things close to our hearts, and so much MORE! Thank you for following our media journey and be sure to look for us as we roll out in all the social platforms. #SlowMedia

Listen Now to 104 Future Now Show It’s been an epic week for the Moon, with two lunar landings making it to the surface, one really succesful. The James Webb telescope has been busy tracking rogue brown dwarfs and we were wondering if they could be harnessed for star travel..Grok’s Ara gives us a definitive answer.  Back on Earth Bobby discusses the latest hot  research in regrowing missing teeth and how we can stop greying hair and wrinkles -real practical science!   In our AI experiments this week, author Jim Rintoul feeds our ‘Larry and Mary’ AI hosts a short story about Direct Brain Advertising. They gave us a hilariously serious report.. And we introduced two very smart verbal AI’s, Ara (from Grok) and Miles (from Sesame) to each other to see what they had to say to a fellow AI. Both pride themselves on being good conversationalists. Being from different companies made their dialog very cool and real. We are curious to hear what you think about their conversation, enjoy! Grok’s Ara and Sesame’s Miles meet for the first time

Free agency is literally right around the corner and teams are wasting no time making moves and star players are wasting no time demanding trades. On the latest pod, Andy Behrens makes his glorious return to chat with Matt Harmon about all things free agency. The dynamic duo rank the best team landing spots at QB, RB and WR that will have the most impact on the 2025 fantasy season. The two also dive into DK Metcalf's trade request and which teams would be the best landing spots for him. (2:45) - Behren's reacts to Bears beefing up their o-line this week (11:45) - Best landing spots for DK Metcalf, impact on JSN, and overall WR FA market (24:45) - Tiering the best QB landing spots(35:40) - Tiering the best RB landing spots (50:20) - Tiering the best WR landing spotsSubscribe to the Yahoo Fantasy Forecast on your favorite podcast app:

This episode is brought to you by NordVPN....the VPN we all use and highly recommend. We wouldn't advertise them if we didn't love the product. And there's a very special limited time deal for Space Nuts listeners at the moment. Check it out ASAP at www.nordvpn.com/spacenuts ...and it comes witha  30 day money back guantee.Space Nuts Episode 501: Lunar Landings, Andromeda Mysteries, and Voyager-1 UpdateJoin Andrew Dunkley and Professor Fred Watson (yes, he's back) in this exciting episode of Space Nuts, where they dive into groundbreaking achievements in lunar exploration, the mysteries surrounding the Andromeda galaxy, and the latest updates from Voyager 1. This episode is packed with fascinating insights and updates that will keep you engaged and curious about the cosmos.Episode Highlights:- Blue Ghost Lunar Lander: The episode kicks off with the successful landing of the Blue Ghost lunar lander by Firefly Aerospace. Andrew and Fred discuss the significance of this commercial mission, how it differs from past government-funded endeavors, and what it means for future lunar exploration.- Odin Asteroid Probe Troubles: The duo then shifts focus to the Odin asteroid probe, which has encountered some challenges en route to its target. They explore the implications of its current state and what this means for the future of asteroid mining and exploration missions.- Andromeda Galaxy's Dwarf Galaxies: Andrew and Fred delve into the latest research on Andromeda, discussing how its dwarf galaxies are behaving unusually. They explore the potential gravitational influences at play and the surprising findings from Hubble observations that challenge existing theories about galaxy formation.- Voyager 1's Communication Update: The episode wraps up with an update on Voyager 1, the most distant human-made object, which has resumed sending intelligible signals back to Earth after overcoming some technical difficulties. Andrew and Fred reflect on the incredible journey of Voyager 1 and its ongoing contributions to our understanding of the universe.For more Space Nuts, including our continually updating newsfeed and to listen to all our episodes, visit our website. Follow us on social media at SpaceNutsPod on Facebook, X, YouTube Music Music, Tumblr, Instagram, and TikTok. We love engaging with our community, so be sure to drop us a message or comment on your favorite platform.If you'd like to help support Space Nuts and join our growing family of insiders for commercial-free episodes and more, visit spacenutspodcast.com/aboutStay curious, keep looking up, and join us next time for more stellar insights and cosmic wonders. Until then, clear skies and happy stargazing.00:00 - Introduction and lunar lander success02:15 - Discussion on the Blue Ghost lunar lander10:30 - Updates on the Odin asteroid probe18:00 - Insights into Andromeda's dwarf galaxies26:45 - Voyager 1's communication update30:00 - Closing thoughts and listener engagement✍️ Episode ReferencesBlue Ghost Lunar Lander Mission Detailshttps://www.firefly.com/blueghostOdin Asteroid Mission Overviewhttps://www.astro.com/odinAndromeda Galaxy Research Findingshttps://www.hubblesite.org/andromedaVoyager 1 Communication Updateshttps://www.nasa.gov/voyager1Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/space-nuts-exploring-the-cosmos--2631155/support.

After everything learned through Mercury and Gemini culminated in the seventeen Apollo missions. The first ten were all testing and rehearsals, but the whole program, and a whole era was characterised by Apollo 11, the first time humans set foot on the moon. Along with the triumph, there was tragedy and a very near miss, and one of the most underrated aspects of NASA's space program - the lunar roving vehicles that let the astronauts explore more than seven kilometres from the Lunar Module.This really was one of the most remarkable endeavours of science, engineering and teamwork. Let's dive in.Follow Cosmic Coffee Time on X for some special content      X.com/CosmicCoffTimeEmail us!cosmiccoffeetime@gmail.comYou can request a topic for the show! Or even just say hi!We'd love to hear from you.

On this episode of Normal World, Dave Landau, 1/4 Black Garrett, and Angela cover Starbucks laying off over 1,000 employees and sending them off with a misspelled mug. Meanwhile, Gavin Newsom is asking for $40 billion in federal aid, barely remembering to claim it's for wildfires. Over at Wingstop, an employee was attacked and then hit by a car—only for the suspect to be found later praying at Chick-fil-A. Hackers hijack a TV at the Department of Housing and Urban Development (HUD), playing an AI-generated video of Trump kissing Elon Musk's feet, with the message: “LONG LIVE THE REAL KING.” Some suspect Anonymous. Meanwhile, Alec Baldwin loses his temper again, threatening a Trump impersonator, telling him, “I'd snap your f–king neck in half.” A Colombian man was busted smuggling 200 grams of cocaine under his toupee, leading to a discussion on the dumbest drug smuggling attempts. And in another nightmare airline story, a couple flying to Italy was forced to sit next to a dead body for four hours. After a woman collapsed mid-flight, Qatar Airways placed her in a seat next to them, covered with a blanket. With planes flipping over, emergency landings, and near-collisions dominating headlines, the skies feel more chaotic than ever. The couple claims the airline hasn't responded to their complaints. Go to UNDERTAC.COM, that's UNDERTAC DOT COM, and use NORMAL20 for 20% OFF SITEWIDE. Whether you're gearing up for adventure or everyday life, you can trust Undertac to have your back. Visit PREPARE WITH NORMAL WORLD DOT COM now to secure your family's future with a $100 discount. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Getting It Back Up.Based on a post by m storyman x, in 2 parts. Listen to the podcast at Steamy Stories."Sweetie. I can tell you from experience, you got talked into the best fuck you might ever get!" The waitress said with a crooked smile. "And if you have half a brain you'll make damn sure you don't let him get away without giving you a lot more of it!" She continued as she slid out of the booth. "I think I better go get your breakfast now." I sat down in the space she vacated and looked down the length of the dinner and noted how many of the "old geezers" as she called them, were staring at us.It took a few minutes, but she came back looking a bit freshened up, at least no longer sweating, and carrying plates of food which I was really craving now. "Anything else I can get for you?" She asked in a very businesslike tone as she knelt on the seat next to me. "I think you need your face wiped though. Let me." she whispered as she planted a wet, sensuous kiss on my lips, followed by a shower of slow wet kisses that cleaned all of her cunt juices from my face. "There, much better." She said as she pulled away, both of us panting and my cock once again hard. "If you need anything else...please let me know and I'll be happy to take care of it." She said with a seductive grin and a quick squeeze of my cock."No, I think this will do for now." I said as I closed my eyes for a moment, wondering if I was going to get to eat or not, and not complaining one way or the other. She pulled her hand from my lap and got up, leaning over to whisper something I couldn't hear to Amanda before walking away with a smirk on her face."So what did she say?" I asked Amanda after the waitress was gone."She said that if I was smart I would sit next to you and keep that cock hard so I can get fucked again after breakfast.""Ah." I said as I tore into the eggs on my plate. I hadn't realized just how hungry I was.The rest of breakfast was quiet. Amanda ate without taking her eyes from me, and I wondered just what she was thinking. Finally after we had finished and the waitress had come and cleared the plates away, I asked her. "So tell me, what's going through that mind of yours? You haven't taken your eyes off me since we started eating.""I was just wondering how I managed to not get fucked by you sooner. I mean, she's right, it was the best sex I've ever had. But then again, it's also the only sex I've ever had with a man." She said quietly."You were a virgin?" I asked incredulously."Not exactly. Just not with a real cock. I mean I've done things with lots of toys, and even played around a bit, but I haven't ever been fucked that way before.""Well, I'm sorry it was such a public display then." I told her, honestly feeling a bit like I had taken advantage of her."Oh don't be." She said as she blushed. "It was fantastic. I just wouldn't have chosen to do it like this myself. But I think this place is definitely back on the menu for lunch don't you?""Speaking of lunch. If we plan on getting the plane fixed we better get over to the mechanic." I said standing up and digging through my clothes to find my wallet."Uh uh." The waitress said as she came over to the table with a couple plastic sacks. "This one was on me." She said as she wrapped her arms around my neck and planted a soft kiss on my lips, her hard nipples pressing into my chest. "And if you come back later you can have all the free lunch you want, as long as you make me cum like that again!" She whispered in my ear."Thank you. I think Amanda is already planning on coming back for lunch.""Oh good." She said with a smile. "By the way, my name is Jenny.""Hi Jenny. I'm Mike and this is Amanda. I guess it's always nice to know names, at least if you're going to have sex.""Uh huh". She added. "Don't be a stranger now." She said letting go of me. I stepped back and loaded our clothes into the bags and gave Jenny a quick kiss before turning and walking toward the doors. Every eye in the place followed us toward the door, including the few naked women that had showed up un-noticed someplace along the line.It wasn't a far walk to the mechanics, and there were a number of naked people walking around the streets, but it still felt really odd to be walking naked in public this way. I was beginning to wonder if it really was worth all this to get to into Amanda's pants. I discarded the thought quickly. Of course it was worth it! And I had a feeling it would be worth a LOT in the future. I opened the door of Freddie's shop and stepped into the cool, obviously air conditioned, shop."Can I help you?" A young lady said, standing up from where she had been bent over the fender of a rather expensive looking BMW Z4."Yeah." I said, trying to pry my eyes away from the massive tits that were swaying tantalizingly on her slim frame. "We're looking for Freddie?" I said as I took in her long blond hair and sparkling green eyes."You found her!" She said wiping her hands on a rag and walking toward us, making her tits swing even more. And now that the car was not blocking her crotch, her completely shaved mound was exposed to my view. "What can I do for you?""Well." I said dragging my gaze to her grinning face. "We had some trouble and had to set down at your airport. The sign said to find Freddie here.""What kind of a plane is it?" She asked, her smile turning serious as she realized that I was there for more than just ogling her fantastic tits."Corvallis 350. Lost power and I saw a few dips in the fuel pressure before we put down.""Wow." She said with a low whistle. "That's a pretty fancy piece of equipment. Where is it now?""Sitting out on the taxiway. That's as far as it would go.""Well, we better go get it before something happens." She said as she turned and headed toward the office. She came back a few moments later with a set of keys in her hand. "Since you came in by plane I guess you don't have a car." She said with a grin. "And you sure don't want to walk all the way back to the airport dressed like that, so how about a ride? I can take one of you.""I don't need to go." Amanda said quickly. "Is there someplace I can wait?""Sure. If you go into the back room over there you will find a nice little sitting room. No point in exposing you to all the guys who will drop in just for a quick look, if you know what I mean.""Thank you. It has been a bit; well, stressful walking around this way.""No problem" Freddie said. "OK stud, come with me!" she added as she headed to the back of the shop. As she led me outside, she pulled a helmet off a shelf and headed over toward a rather racy looking Yamaha sport bike. "You're gonna need this." She said with a grin as she picked up the full face helmet hanging on the handle bars.I quickly pulled the helmet on as she did the same with hers and then swung her leg over the bike, giving me a quick flash of cunt as she mounted. "You know. There are guys in this town who would pay a pretty penny for the ride your about to get!" She said through the lifted visor, just before she hit the starter button.I got the idea real quick that if I wanted a ride it was going to be behind her, so I stepped forward and pushed down the rear pegs. It only took me a moment to step onto the bike behind her and settle onto the small seat. What to hang on to was an issue, as was what to do about the hard-on that was sticking up between us."Go ahead. Wrap 'em around me and hold on tight!" She said with a laugh as I tentatively put my arms around her body. Hold on tight was an understatement. By the time we had made the first turn out of the alley I had slid up tight to her back, pressing my hard cock between us, and grabbing a hand full of whatever I could around her waist. She accelerated quickly, to nearly fifty in a few seconds, and I squeezed her tight to hang on. Eventually I realized that one hand had a near death grip on a very nice tit, with a hardening nipple pressing into my palm. "Nice grip!" she yelled over the engine as she stopped at a stop sign; after which she cranked the throttle and rocketed back to fifty as if her tail were on fire. And a very cute tail at that. She took a few sharp turns, rolling to a stop in front of the maintenance hangar at the airport, almost before I realized we had arrived. "Here we are!" She said cheerily as she balanced the bike and pulled her helmet off, sitting more upright."Sorry." I said as I unwrapped my arms from around her, reluctantly letting go of the handful of tit I had."No worries. It was the best grope anyone has put on me in a long time!" She said with a giggle as I climbed off from behind her. When I pulled my helmet off here was no doubt about where her eyes were looking as she leaned the bike onto the side stand and stepped off; making the swing of her leg take a little longer than was probably necessary. The wet spot on the bike seat where her cunt had rubbed was pretty obvious as she reset her feet after stepping off. She lifted one knee almost to her chest and set her foot on the seat of the bike, leaning forward to re-tying a short boot that looked to be tied just fine, at the same time allowing me an incredible view of her exposed, and obviously wet, cunt."So what do you say we pull your plane down here and let's see what we can see?" She said as she dropped her foot and cast a quick glance at my hard cock bouncing in time with my heartbeat confirming that I had indeed taken advantage of the view she had given me. She walked over to the door and opened it using a key from the ring she used to start the bike, and walked into the gloom. In a few seconds the massive bay door began to lift open. Before it had gotten fully open I heard an engine start deep inside and a few moments later, an old airport tug came charging and smoking out of the hanger, squealing to a halt in front of me."Come on!" She called over the noisy engine, patting the narrow seat next to her. I stepped onto the unusual cart and dropped into the seat next to her just as she hit the gas and took off across the tarmac. "Don't you just love the wind blowing in your hair?" She called as we drove down the long taxiway toward my disabled aircraft."Sure. I just keep mine a bit shorter!" I said with a laugh."Depends on where you look!" She laughed back, instantly throwing my mind back to the view I had of her shaved cunt."I guess it does!" I replied, my cock gaining some of the stiffness it had started to lose. She whipped the little cart around in front of my plane, almost too close in my opinion, and then hopped out to hook up the little tow bar. It only took a moment of tugging and jerking to get my plane's nose gear to turn and connect to the tow bar she had unshipped from the side of the cart. With the connection made, she jumped back in and dropped it in gear. "And away we go!" She said jovially.As we moved at a crawl along the almost mile long taxiway Freddie leaned over toward me so far her tit was pressing into my bare arm as she asked "So what does your wife think of you running around naked with other women?""Amanda? She's not my wife. She works for me." I practically shouted over the revving and smoking engine."Really?" She shouted back, a look of surprise on her face. "I wouldn't have guessed, I mean after the diner and all.""Huh? What about the diner?""Well, I caught a little bit of your show over there when I stopped for morning coffee. I don't think that Jenny has been that well fucked in years. Not since her shithead husband left her!" I could feel my face turning red at realization that she had watched part of what ended up being a very public sex-ibition. "Well, look at you all blushing and all. I never would have thought you were the bashful type!" Freddie shouted over the engine. "It's kind of cute!"I shook my head and looked over at her smiling face as we worked our way slowly down the long taxiway. My eyes soon wandered down to her tits, glistening in the sunlight with a light sheen of perspiration that was breaking out from the hot sun. Her glance back quickly identified where my eyes were fixed."Like what you see?" She called as she reached into my lap and wrapped one hand around my hard cock. "I have to admit your pretty damn good looking yourself!""Thanks!" I called back over the roar of the motor as we made the turn off the taxiway toward the hanger. Her hand was still in my lap, now stroking my cock slowly and almost automatically; her attention focused on approaching the hanger so she didn't clip the wings of my plane as she pulled in. The roar of the tug grew significantly as we rolled into the hanger and made a fast U turn to point back out. I was impressed that she managed to make such a slick move. Not only that she had, but that she had done so one handed. Releasing my cock she reached down and hit the key on the tug, plunging us into silence. We sat in silence for several seconds before she slid out of the tug and walked off, coming back a few moments later pushing a tall tool box looking cart."Let's see what's going on here then!" She said as she wheeled it to the plane and unhooked a step stool from the side. I was surprised how quickly and how smoothly she located all the fasteners and had the cowling open; her body bent at the waist on top of the stool and her head buried into the engine compartment. I walked around the cart and looked at the screen of the laptop built into the cart; the computer in the airplane happily sharing its memories with the one in the cart. Freddie climbed down and stepped to the computer screen, poking a few keys and making small noises as her discoveries sent her mind off toward possible problems and solutions. For several minutes I thought she had completely forgotten I was even standing there, until she said "Well, it looks like the fuel pump failed, and that is one thing that is not redundant on these." as she pulled several tools from the box, with a pair of mechanics gloves, and climbed back up on the tall step stool. As she leaned into the compartment and started working deep in the engine area, I stepped behind her, and was stunned by the view I had.With her standing on the stool, her firm round ass was just at face level, and her bent body and slightly spread legs pushed her cunt out with a most inviting view. Her full outer lips were split by a pair of soft pink inner lips, glistening with tiny droplets of her moisture as they spread ever so slightly apart. It was all I could do to not just lean in and lick them, they were so inviting. I had been staring so long, and so intently, I didn't even realize I was slowly stroking my cock and that she was looking back over her shoulder watching me."If it looks that good, why don't you do something about it?" She said quietly, moving her feet as far apart as the stool would allow. My brain, fully overloaded with hormones, needed no more invitation. I stepped the few short feet between us and moved my hands to her firm ass. Giving it a gentle squeeze I pressed my face between her creamy cheeks and licked my tongue slowly up and down between her tender lips."Oh; fuck." She mumbled as I moved a hand from her ass to between her legs, allowing my finger to search out, and find, her hard clit. "Oh Jesus you're good at that." She moaned as she hung onto the plane for balance while I worked my tongue deeper inside of her and teased her hard clit with my finger tip.I lost track of time as I lost myself in her succulent cunt, her moans and wetness driving me to continue my pleasant ministrations until my mind and body demanded more."Come down here." I said, pulling my face from her cunt. She turned and climbed down the steps facing me, and then threw her arms around my neck. Her mouth pressed to mine as she pulled our bodies, her soft lips teasing mine and tasting her own juices. I let my arms wrap around her and stroke the back of her body, moving up and down her spine, from shoulders to firm ass, as we embraced; our lips and tongues teasing seductively. I felt one of her arms move from around my neck and trail down to my waist, where it slid between us, finding my hard cock. She wrapped her hand around it and stroked it in the confined space a few times before she pushed her body away from mine slightly. Her hand forced my cock down until it was bent slightly downward, and then she pulled herself back toward me, positioning me between her legs, the top side of my cock rubbing against her wet cunt."Oh yes!" She moaned into my mouth as she her arm returned to my neck and she began to hump her hips to mine, riding my cock in short choppy strokes. "Oh God yes." I heard and felt her moan as her whole body began to tremble. "I'm going to cum!" She squeaked loudly as she buried her head in my shoulder and humped her hips harder against mine. I felt her teeth gently bite my shoulder as she tried to stifle the cry of pleasure that was escaping her lips; her whole body twitching and jerking. I held her tightly for long seconds while her orgasm faded and her breathing began to return to normal, my hard shaft still trapped between her legs. Shakily she pushed away from me and looked into my eyes. "I can't believe I just did that. I don't just go around having sex with strangers." She whispered, her eyes looking into mine as if searching for something. Finally, after several long seconds, she seemed to make up her mind about what she was looking for and in a very quiet, girlish voice asked me, "Will you fuck me? Please?""I'd love to." I whispered back, reaching for her hands that were still around my neck. I pulled her hands from my neck and then used them to guide her as I walked backwards, around the wing and toward the fuselage. I felt my back come to rest against the side of the plane and pulled her close to me; letting go of her hands I slid mine down to her waist, and stepping away from the plane turned her until she was backed up against the wing. I smiled and lifted her slightly, setting her bare bottom on the edge of the wing and then sliding my hands down her legs as she leaned back. I hooked my hands under her knees and lifted and spread her legs; stepping between them until the head of my cock was just touching her wet lips. She laid all the way back on the wing and pulled her legs wide with her own hands as I rubbed the head of my cock around her wet cunt, both spreading her lubrication around my head while also teasing her now fully exposed clit."Oh fuck." She whispered as the head of my cock pressed gently into the entrance of her tunnel. I pressed in only enough for my head to slip slightly inside and then pulled it out again, rubbing it around her wet lips and back and forth across her clit. Again, I entered her extremely tight tunnel, sinking in slightly deeper before pulling out and teasing her clit again."Yes! Do it! Please!" She begged, her eyes staring straight at mine as I sunk slightly deeper into her. I pressed and slowly sunk into her cunt, allowing her to expand around my mushroom head as her cunt slowly consumed my long shaft. "Oh my God!" She moaned as my balls finally rested against her firm ass. She laid her head back on the wing as I started to slowly withdraw from her again, stopping this time while only my head was inside. I pressed into her again, slightly faster than before, her cunt gripping me snuggly with each inch that entered her. Again I pulled back, and slid into her, faster than the last time."Oh fuck!" She moaned as I began pumping in and out of her hot tunnel, faster with each stroke. I reached up to her huge, sexy tits and began to tease and pull her nipples in time with my strokes. Each time my hips bumped her sexy ass her whole body shook, making her big tits swirl around; her nipples pulled and twisted by the natural motion of her sexy mounds."Oh God. I won't last much longer!" I said between gritted teeth, knowing that my climax was building, only seconds from pumping its hot load into her sexy body."Not in me! Please, not in me!" She moaned as her whole body trembled with its building climax. In frustration, I pulled from her cunt, and pressed my cock against her wet lips with one hand. The friction of her hard clit sliding up and down the bottom of my shaft was enough to push us both over the top. Her whole body was shaking as my cock began to spew its load out, lancing shot after shot of hot cum across her tits and stomach until she was covered in my cum. Some of it sliding and dripping off her big tits.She let go of her legs and reached out to draw them around me, holding me against her pelvis as she lay panting, rubbing the cum around her body like lotion. "I always wondered how that would feel." She said quietly. "What's that?" I asked with some confusion. "Getting squirted on?""Oh, that and being fucked by a real cock . Jackie does a pretty good job of taking care of most of my horniness with her toys. But that was definitely different!""Who's Jackie?" I asked, even more confused."Jackie is my partner." She said as if that explained everything. In a way it did, but it also brought up so many more questions."Um, I see, I think." I said as she disengaged her legs from around me and pushed herself up to sit on the wing. She reached for my neck and pulled my face down to hers, giving me a long slow wet kiss that had an almost immediate effect, starting mister happy growing again."Hmmm, looks like your batteries recharge faster than my favorite toy." She said with a giggle as she felt my growing hardness against her belly. "But I think I better take care of that fuel pump before we go down this road again."

This weeks topic is The Moon Landings.Hopefully we can all learn a little bit more about it by the end of this episode.Hear us discuss:Why did we want to go to the moon?The Apollo missionsOne small step for man....What happened on the moon?What have we left up there? Conspiracy?Plus your Two Guys One Topic Takeaway.Once you have listened we would love to hear your thoughts or any feedback.Contact / follow us @TwoGuysOneTopic on Instagram, Twitter or Facebook to keep in touch and take part in the next "Listener Choice" episode. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Getting It Back Up.Based on a post by m storyman x, in 2 parts. Listen to the podcast at Steamy Stories."Sweetie. I can tell you from experience, you got talked into the best fuck you might ever get!" The waitress said with a crooked smile. "And if you have half a brain you'll make damn sure you don't let him get away without giving you a lot more of it!" She continued as she slid out of the booth. "I think I better go get your breakfast now." I sat down in the space she vacated and looked down the length of the dinner and noted how many of the "old geezers" as she called them, were staring at us.It took a few minutes, but she came back looking a bit freshened up, at least no longer sweating, and carrying plates of food which I was really craving now. "Anything else I can get for you?" She asked in a very businesslike tone as she knelt on the seat next to me. "I think you need your face wiped though. Let me." she whispered as she planted a wet, sensuous kiss on my lips, followed by a shower of slow wet kisses that cleaned all of her cunt juices from my face. "There, much better." She said as she pulled away, both of us panting and my cock once again hard. "If you need anything else...please let me know and I'll be happy to take care of it." She said with a seductive grin and a quick squeeze of my cock."No, I think this will do for now." I said as I closed my eyes for a moment, wondering if I was going to get to eat or not, and not complaining one way or the other. She pulled her hand from my lap and got up, leaning over to whisper something I couldn't hear to Amanda before walking away with a smirk on her face."So what did she say?" I asked Amanda after the waitress was gone."She said that if I was smart I would sit next to you and keep that cock hard so I can get fucked again after breakfast.""Ah." I said as I tore into the eggs on my plate. I hadn't realized just how hungry I was.The rest of breakfast was quiet. Amanda ate without taking her eyes from me, and I wondered just what she was thinking. Finally after we had finished and the waitress had come and cleared the plates away, I asked her. "So tell me, what's going through that mind of yours? You haven't taken your eyes off me since we started eating.""I was just wondering how I managed to not get fucked by you sooner. I mean, she's right, it was the best sex I've ever had. But then again, it's also the only sex I've ever had with a man." She said quietly."You were a virgin?" I asked incredulously."Not exactly. Just not with a real cock. I mean I've done things with lots of toys, and even played around a bit, but I haven't ever been fucked that way before.""Well, I'm sorry it was such a public display then." I told her, honestly feeling a bit like I had taken advantage of her."Oh don't be." She said as she blushed. "It was fantastic. I just wouldn't have chosen to do it like this myself. But I think this place is definitely back on the menu for lunch don't you?""Speaking of lunch. If we plan on getting the plane fixed we better get over to the mechanic." I said standing up and digging through my clothes to find my wallet."Uh uh." The waitress said as she came over to the table with a couple plastic sacks. "This one was on me." She said as she wrapped her arms around my neck and planted a soft kiss on my lips, her hard nipples pressing into my chest. "And if you come back later you can have all the free lunch you want, as long as you make me cum like that again!" She whispered in my ear."Thank you. I think Amanda is already planning on coming back for lunch.""Oh good." She said with a smile. "By the way, my name is Jenny.""Hi Jenny. I'm Mike and this is Amanda. I guess it's always nice to know names, at least if you're going to have sex.""Uh huh". She added. "Don't be a stranger now." She said letting go of me. I stepped back and loaded our clothes into the bags and gave Jenny a quick kiss before turning and walking toward the doors. Every eye in the place followed us toward the door, including the few naked women that had showed up un-noticed someplace along the line.It wasn't a far walk to the mechanics, and there were a number of naked people walking around the streets, but it still felt really odd to be walking naked in public this way. I was beginning to wonder if it really was worth all this to get to into Amanda's pants. I discarded the thought quickly. Of course it was worth it! And I had a feeling it would be worth a LOT in the future. I opened the door of Freddie's shop and stepped into the cool, obviously air conditioned, shop."Can I help you?" A young lady said, standing up from where she had been bent over the fender of a rather expensive looking BMW Z4."Yeah." I said, trying to pry my eyes away from the massive tits that were swaying tantalizingly on her slim frame. "We're looking for Freddie?" I said as I took in her long blond hair and sparkling green eyes."You found her!" She said wiping her hands on a rag and walking toward us, making her tits swing even more. And now that the car was not blocking her crotch, her completely shaved mound was exposed to my view. "What can I do for you?""Well." I said dragging my gaze to her grinning face. "We had some trouble and had to set down at your airport. The sign said to find Freddie here.""What kind of a plane is it?" She asked, her smile turning serious as she realized that I was there for more than just ogling her fantastic tits."Corvallis 350. Lost power and I saw a few dips in the fuel pressure before we put down.""Wow." She said with a low whistle. "That's a pretty fancy piece of equipment. Where is it now?""Sitting out on the taxiway. That's as far as it would go.""Well, we better go get it before something happens." She said as she turned and headed toward the office. She came back a few moments later with a set of keys in her hand. "Since you came in by plane I guess you don't have a car." She said with a grin. "And you sure don't want to walk all the way back to the airport dressed like that, so how about a ride? I can take one of you.""I don't need to go." Amanda said quickly. "Is there someplace I can wait?""Sure. If you go into the back room over there you will find a nice little sitting room. No point in exposing you to all the guys who will drop in just for a quick look, if you know what I mean.""Thank you. It has been a bit; well, stressful walking around this way.""No problem" Freddie said. "OK stud, come with me!" she added as she headed to the back of the shop. As she led me outside, she pulled a helmet off a shelf and headed over toward a rather racy looking Yamaha sport bike. "You're gonna need this." She said with a grin as she picked up the full face helmet hanging on the handle bars.I quickly pulled the helmet on as she did the same with hers and then swung her leg over the bike, giving me a quick flash of cunt as she mounted. "You know. There are guys in this town who would pay a pretty penny for the ride your about to get!" She said through the lifted visor, just before she hit the starter button.I got the idea real quick that if I wanted a ride it was going to be behind her, so I stepped forward and pushed down the rear pegs. It only took me a moment to step onto the bike behind her and settle onto the small seat. What to hang on to was an issue, as was what to do about the hard-on that was sticking up between us."Go ahead. Wrap 'em around me and hold on tight!" She said with a laugh as I tentatively put my arms around her body. Hold on tight was an understatement. By the time we had made the first turn out of the alley I had slid up tight to her back, pressing my hard cock between us, and grabbing a hand full of whatever I could around her waist. She accelerated quickly, to nearly fifty in a few seconds, and I squeezed her tight to hang on. Eventually I realized that one hand had a near death grip on a very nice tit, with a hardening nipple pressing into my palm. "Nice grip!" she yelled over the engine as she stopped at a stop sign; after which she cranked the throttle and rocketed back to fifty as if her tail were on fire. And a very cute tail at that. She took a few sharp turns, rolling to a stop in front of the maintenance hangar at the airport, almost before I realized we had arrived. "Here we are!" She said cheerily as she balanced the bike and pulled her helmet off, sitting more upright."Sorry." I said as I unwrapped my arms from around her, reluctantly letting go of the handful of tit I had."No worries. It was the best grope anyone has put on me in a long time!" She said with a giggle as I climbed off from behind her. When I pulled my helmet off here was no doubt about where her eyes were looking as she leaned the bike onto the side stand and stepped off; making the swing of her leg take a little longer than was probably necessary. The wet spot on the bike seat where her cunt had rubbed was pretty obvious as she reset her feet after stepping off. She lifted one knee almost to her chest and set her foot on the seat of the bike, leaning forward to re-tying a short boot that looked to be tied just fine, at the same time allowing me an incredible view of her exposed, and obviously wet, cunt."So what do you say we pull your plane down here and let's see what we can see?" She said as she dropped her foot and cast a quick glance at my hard cock bouncing in time with my heartbeat confirming that I had indeed taken advantage of the view she had given me. She walked over to the door and opened it using a key from the ring she used to start the bike, and walked into the gloom. In a few seconds the massive bay door began to lift open. Before it had gotten fully open I heard an engine start deep inside and a few moments later, an old airport tug came charging and smoking out of the hanger, squealing to a halt in front of me."Come on!" She called over the noisy engine, patting the narrow seat next to her. I stepped onto the unusual cart and dropped into the seat next to her just as she hit the gas and took off across the tarmac. "Don't you just love the wind blowing in your hair?" She called as we drove down the long taxiway toward my disabled aircraft."Sure. I just keep mine a bit shorter!" I said with a laugh."Depends on where you look!" She laughed back, instantly throwing my mind back to the view I had of her shaved cunt."I guess it does!" I replied, my cock gaining some of the stiffness it had started to lose. She whipped the little cart around in front of my plane, almost too close in my opinion, and then hopped out to hook up the little tow bar. It only took a moment of tugging and jerking to get my plane's nose gear to turn and connect to the tow bar she had unshipped from the side of the cart. With the connection made, she jumped back in and dropped it in gear. "And away we go!" She said jovially.As we moved at a crawl along the almost mile long taxiway Freddie leaned over toward me so far her tit was pressing into my bare arm as she asked "So what does your wife think of you running around naked with other women?""Amanda? She's not my wife. She works for me." I practically shouted over the revving and smoking engine."Really?" She shouted back, a look of surprise on her face. "I wouldn't have guessed, I mean after the diner and all.""Huh? What about the diner?""Well, I caught a little bit of your show over there when I stopped for morning coffee. I don't think that Jenny has been that well fucked in years. Not since her shithead husband left her!" I could feel my face turning red at realization that she had watched part of what ended up being a very public sex-ibition. "Well, look at you all blushing and all. I never would have thought you were the bashful type!" Freddie shouted over the engine. "It's kind of cute!"I shook my head and looked over at her smiling face as we worked our way slowly down the long taxiway. My eyes soon wandered down to her tits, glistening in the sunlight with a light sheen of perspiration that was breaking out from the hot sun. Her glance back quickly identified where my eyes were fixed."Like what you see?" She called as she reached into my lap and wrapped one hand around my hard cock. "I have to admit your pretty damn good looking yourself!""Thanks!" I called back over the roar of the motor as we made the turn off the taxiway toward the hanger. Her hand was still in my lap, now stroking my cock slowly and almost automatically; her attention focused on approaching the hanger so she didn't clip the wings of my plane as she pulled in. The roar of the tug grew significantly as we rolled into the hanger and made a fast U turn to point back out. I was impressed that she managed to make such a slick move. Not only that she had, but that she had done so one handed. Releasing my cock she reached down and hit the key on the tug, plunging us into silence. We sat in silence for several seconds before she slid out of the tug and walked off, coming back a few moments later pushing a tall tool box looking cart."Let's see what's going on here then!" She said as she wheeled it to the plane and unhooked a step stool from the side. I was surprised how quickly and how smoothly she located all the fasteners and had the cowling open; her body bent at the waist on top of the stool and her head buried into the engine compartment. I walked around the cart and looked at the screen of the laptop built into the cart; the computer in the airplane happily sharing its memories with the one in the cart. Freddie climbed down and stepped to the computer screen, poking a few keys and making small noises as her discoveries sent her mind off toward possible problems and solutions. For several minutes I thought she had completely forgotten I was even standing there, until she said "Well, it looks like the fuel pump failed, and that is one thing that is not redundant on these." as she pulled several tools from the box, with a pair of mechanics gloves, and climbed back up on the tall step stool. As she leaned into the compartment and started working deep in the engine area, I stepped behind her, and was stunned by the view I had.With her standing on the stool, her firm round ass was just at face level, and her bent body and slightly spread legs pushed her cunt out with a most inviting view. Her full outer lips were split by a pair of soft pink inner lips, glistening with tiny droplets of her moisture as they spread ever so slightly apart. It was all I could do to not just lean in and lick them, they were so inviting. I had been staring so long, and so intently, I didn't even realize I was slowly stroking my cock and that she was looking back over her shoulder watching me."If it looks that good, why don't you do something about it?" She said quietly, moving her feet as far apart as the stool would allow. My brain, fully overloaded with hormones, needed no more invitation. I stepped the few short feet between us and moved my hands to her firm ass. Giving it a gentle squeeze I pressed my face between her creamy cheeks and licked my tongue slowly up and down between her tender lips."Oh; fuck." She mumbled as I moved a hand from her ass to between her legs, allowing my finger to search out, and find, her hard clit. "Oh Jesus you're good at that." She moaned as she hung onto the plane for balance while I worked my tongue deeper inside of her and teased her hard clit with my finger tip.I lost track of time as I lost myself in her succulent cunt, her moans and wetness driving me to continue my pleasant ministrations until my mind and body demanded more."Come down here." I said, pulling my face from her cunt. She turned and climbed down the steps facing me, and then threw her arms around my neck. Her mouth pressed to mine as she pulled our bodies, her soft lips teasing mine and tasting her own juices. I let my arms wrap around her and stroke the back of her body, moving up and down her spine, from shoulders to firm ass, as we embraced; our lips and tongues teasing seductively. I felt one of her arms move from around my neck and trail down to my waist, where it slid between us, finding my hard cock. She wrapped her hand around it and stroked it in the confined space a few times before she pushed her body away from mine slightly. Her hand forced my cock down until it was bent slightly downward, and then she pulled herself back toward me, positioning me between her legs, the top side of my cock rubbing against her wet cunt."Oh yes!" She moaned into my mouth as she her arm returned to my neck and she began to hump her hips to mine, riding my cock in short choppy strokes. "Oh God yes." I heard and felt her moan as her whole body began to tremble. "I'm going to cum!" She squeaked loudly as she buried her head in my shoulder and humped her hips harder against mine. I felt her teeth gently bite my shoulder as she tried to stifle the cry of pleasure that was escaping her lips; her whole body twitching and jerking. I held her tightly for long seconds while her orgasm faded and her breathing began to return to normal, my hard shaft still trapped between her legs. Shakily she pushed away from me and looked into my eyes. "I can't believe I just did that. I don't just go around having sex with strangers." She whispered, her eyes looking into mine as if searching for something. Finally, after several long seconds, she seemed to make up her mind about what she was looking for and in a very quiet, girlish voice asked me, "Will you fuck me? Please?""I'd love to." I whispered back, reaching for her hands that were still around my neck. I pulled her hands from my neck and then used them to guide her as I walked backwards, around the wing and toward the fuselage. I felt my back come to rest against the side of the plane and pulled her close to me; letting go of her hands I slid mine down to her waist, and stepping away from the plane turned her until she was backed up against the wing. I smiled and lifted her slightly, setting her bare bottom on the edge of the wing and then sliding my hands down her legs as she leaned back. I hooked my hands under her knees and lifted and spread her legs; stepping between them until the head of my cock was just touching her wet lips. She laid all the way back on the wing and pulled her legs wide with her own hands as I rubbed the head of my cock around her wet cunt, both spreading her lubrication around my head while also teasing her now fully exposed clit."Oh fuck." She whispered as the head of my cock pressed gently into the entrance of her tunnel. I pressed in only enough for my head to slip slightly inside and then pulled it out again, rubbing it around her wet lips and back and forth across her clit. Again, I entered her extremely tight tunnel, sinking in slightly deeper before pulling out and teasing her clit again."Yes! Do it! Please!" She begged, her eyes staring straight at mine as I sunk slightly deeper into her. I pressed and slowly sunk into her cunt, allowing her to expand around my mushroom head as her cunt slowly consumed my long shaft. "Oh my God!" She moaned as my balls finally rested against her firm ass. She laid her head back on the wing as I started to slowly withdraw from her again, stopping this time while only my head was inside. I pressed into her again, slightly faster than before, her cunt gripping me snuggly with each inch that entered her. Again I pulled back, and slid into her, faster than the last time."Oh fuck!" She moaned as I began pumping in and out of her hot tunnel, faster with each stroke. I reached up to her huge, sexy tits and began to tease and pull her nipples in time with my strokes. Each time my hips bumped her sexy ass her whole body shook, making her big tits swirl around; her nipples pulled and twisted by the natural motion of her sexy mounds."Oh God. I won't last much longer!" I said between gritted teeth, knowing that my climax was building, only seconds from pumping its hot load into her sexy body."Not in me! Please, not in me!" She moaned as her whole body trembled with its building climax. In frustration, I pulled from her cunt, and pressed my cock against her wet lips with one hand. The friction of her hard clit sliding up and down the bottom of my shaft was enough to push us both over the top. Her whole body was shaking as my cock began to spew its load out, lancing shot after shot of hot cum across her tits and stomach until she was covered in my cum. Some of it sliding and dripping off her big tits.She let go of her legs and reached out to draw them around me, holding me against her pelvis as she lay panting, rubbing the cum around her body like lotion. "I always wondered how that would feel." She said quietly. "What's that?" I asked with some confusion. "Getting squirted on?""Oh, that and being fucked by a real cock . Jackie does a pretty good job of taking care of most of my horniness with her toys. But that was definitely different!""Who's Jackie?" I asked, even more confused."Jackie is my partner." She said as if that explained everything. In a way it did, but it also brought up so many more questions."Um, I see, I think." I said as she disengaged her legs from around me and pushed herself up to sit on the wing. She reached for my neck and pulled my face down to hers, giving me a long slow wet kiss that had an almost immediate effect, starting mister happy growing again."Hmmm, looks like your batteries recharge faster than my favorite toy." She said with a giggle as she felt my growing hardness against her belly. "But I think I better take care of that fuel pump before we go down this road again."

Getting stuck in a small Town on Nude Day, turns interesting.Based on a post by m storyman x, in 2 parts. Listen to the podcast at Steamy Stories.Owning a consulting business has its advantages. Over the years I had been quite successful and enjoyed a few perks for that success. I was enjoying one of them, flying to a consulting job in my Cessna 350 Corvallis, when a fantastic series of events was set in motion. I could never afford such an expensive plane, but after performing several hundred hours of independent testing on it, as part of a law suit, they sold the state of the art craft to me for a single dollar. Car type bucket seats and fly by wire technology made it one of the most comfortable planes I had ever flown.Amanda, a professional photographer that I had used a number of times on jobs like the one we were traveling to; seemed to also enjoy the comfort of this plane compared to the old 172 I used to fly.I felt the first shudder in the engine while I was busy sneaking a peek at Amanda's legs. With her lounging sleepily in the bucket seat next to me, her already short skirt had ridden up a couple more inches, and the rising sun was just brightening the inside of the cockpit enough for me to really see just how much leg she was unknowingly showing. In fact, if I caught the reflection in the LCD screen just right, I could almost see up between her legs to the light colored panties she wore. Yeah, I knew I was almost twice her age, but hell, she was hot and I was Always horny. How could I not look?The second shudder really got my attention, and I went to work in the cockpit; all thought of her panty color and legs leaving my mind as it went into immediate troubleshooting mode.I knew the electronics of this craft inside out, having done so much testing on the fly by wire during the legal suit. It only took a few moments to check and confirm that the dual ignition system of the fuel injected six cylinder engine was working as designed. We were cruising at nearly one hundred eighty knots, and everything seemed ok. But that second shudder had me on edge. I did not miss the third time it shuddered, just as I was in the middle of checking the fuel system. I caught it in the act. It was just a fluke that I happened to be looking right at the fuel pressure read out when it did it. Just for a moment, it blinked lower. Not a lot, a few pounds, but it was enough to set every alarm bell I had ringing. This baby needed to be on the ground and Now!I gave Amanda an unceremonious, almost rude, shove with my hand before I set to work hitting the GPS navigation system for the closest airfield. "Tighten your belts, we're setting down." I practically growled as my mind went through emergency modes and check lists. I had filed a Visual Flight Rules route plan so I didn't need to contact a controller, but just to be safe I punched in 7700 into my transponder and hit the ident key. The response to my emergency code was almost immediate, Kansas City flight following had me on the radio in seconds asking my emergency. After several terse exchanges with them, they recommended we proceed to Kansas City International for an emergency procedure landing. I was just about to make that turn when the engine tone changed. Air speed quickly started to fall as the engine RPM tailed off to a little more than an idle."Negative KC Center. Looks like I just lost power." I responded as my fingers started working the GPS system to find the closest airport. It was tiny, some little 'burg called Milan. I'd never heard of it, but it had a strip. I tipped the wings over and started dropping at nearly a thousand feet per minute; hoping that what little power the engine had would hang on until I could get the wheels on the ground.In the early dawn morning it was hard to pick out, but with a little help from the GPS pointers I was able to find the single strip of the small airport, sitting just outside what looked like a very small town. KC Center acknowledged my plans and stayed with me until I was out of radar contact, only a thousand feet off the ground. It wasn't my finest landing, but given that I only had one shot at it, I thought it was pretty damn good. The engine had just enough power to idle off the runway and onto a taxiway before it quit completely. But that was ok...we were down.The airport was small, and to be honest, looked pretty deserted; and the air felt like stepping into a furnace when I popped the door open. "Looks like we have to walk." I said to Amanda as I stepped out and gingerly off the wing. Even for a mid-July morning it seemed oppressively hot."Well, I suppose I can charge you mileage!" She joked as she unfolded her slim frame barefoot onto the wing. She closed the door and sat down on the smooth aluminum surface to put her high heels back onto her feet while I shook my head at her good looking, but less than functional, footwear. She slid down the smooth metal of the wing and allowed me to catch her before her feet hit the ground, the edge of the wing catching her skirt and pulling it up as she slid off. I only got a glimpse of her cream colored panties before she pulled her skirt back down and blushed a bright red. "Oops. Sorry about that." She almost whispered."Not a problem. Last time I checked I still liked looking at beautiful women's panties. Especially if they were still in them!" I responded jokingly, which only made her blush even more.It was a fairly long walk from where the plane decided to park itself, to the office complex of the small airport. It didn't take much looking around to find out that there was a mechanics office, but that Freddie was in town and didn't work on Wednesdays. That was just great! Freddie didn't leave a phone number either, but did leave the address of his shop in town. I figured maybe we could talk him into making an emergency repair.Using my i-phone I looked up the address and found that it was only a couple miles from the airstrip. A quick call confirmed that it was still too early for Freddie to be there. It was going to be a warm walk into town, but then it was better than sitting out here and roasting. After a short consultation with Amanda, we decided to trek into town and see if we could track down Freddie.City CaféIt was still early as we approached the small town, and it showed. The streets were deserted except for a few cars passing by. We found the address of Freddie's shop, but it was still locked up. I decided some breakfast might be in order and the only thing that looked open was a small diner across the street."Looks like breakfast!" I said as I led Amanda across the still empty road and entered the tiny diner. To say I was shocked would have been the biggest understatement in the book. There were a number of people sitting around eating, all naked! It looked like a nudist convention. But you could have knocked me over with a feather when the waitress came out of the kitchen with a tray of dishes, and not a stitch of clothing on."Be right with you!" She said as she turned and bent to put the dishes down, her easily double D tits swinging enticingly. She turned back and walked up with a smile on her face and only a tiny apron around her waist that failed to completely cover the junction of her legs. "So I take it your new in town?" She asked, looking past us toward where our car might be parked, if we had one."Would you like a booth?" She asked cheerily."Yeah, actually we would." I answered, after which she led us to a booth toward the rear that was a bit less in the line of site of the windows and most of the other patrons."Um, Yeah. Did we come at a bad time?" I asked, looking around at the naked patrons."Nope, it's the fourteenth." She said as if it explained everything."And that means?" I asked, cocking my head and lifting my shoulders to encourage her to explain."Oh. Yeah. I guess you're not from here. It's a City ordinance. No clothes in public for National Nude day, unless of course you are from out of town. We can't force you visitors to participate, but everyone in town does, or they stay home." She said with a smile and a shrug. "I can loan you a bag for your clothes if you want." She said, as she set our table with cutlery and menues. She was also eyeing the growing bulge in my pants, as I watched her absolutely fantastic tits jiggle over our table."Just so I understand, everyone in town goes nude? And this happens why?" I asked."National Nude Day. The whole town had a say in it and we decided to make it a town holiday. Some of the townsfolk floated the idea as a joke. Me and a few others called their bluff. It's been that way a few years now. Everybody seems to like it. E used to set it for the actual day that the rest of the nation observes, but the town just turned into a traffic jam and our residents became internet fodder. So now we have a town committee setting a random summer day, and only give a 48 hour notice. The result is really good for business, since a lot of travelers come here hoping to get lucky, and patronizing the businesses all summer long.""I can see why." I said looking around at the mostly male population of the diner and thinking that most of them were probably not here for the food."Here you go” she said, handing us our menus. “And really, I'd be happy to loan you a sack for your clothes. I mean if you want to take them off and all." She said with a wink. "I'll be back in a sec with menus."True to her word she was back in a few moments to take our orders, and if I was any judge, her tiny apron hiked up a tad more. From my seated position I could easily see her shaved mound, complete with a tiny blue butterfly tattoo. As she set down the menus she stepped her feet slightly apart, allowing me to see her protruding lips, which to my experienced eye, looked like they had been freshly stroked. My attention was temporarily fixed on her glistening lips until she bent over to place silver wear on the table and her large tits hung literally inches from my face."So what can I interest you in to drink? Coffee, juice, milk?" She asked, pulling her little pad out of the tiny apron."I think some Orange Juice." Amanda said, her voice clearly displaying her nervousness."Actually I've always been a milk lover." I said with a smile."I'm sure I can find you a nice tall glass." The waitress said with a smile, turning to walk off, allowing her cute ass to wiggle seductively as she headed toward the kitchen."Seems like a nice young lady." I said to Amanda as I opened the menu. "What do you think?""I'm not sure I could go around naked all day." She replied as she looked around the small diner."Why not. You're a very good looking woman. You have nothing to be ashamed of.""Like you're going to run around naked?" She answered with a smirk."Sure, why not?" I answered."I've worked for you for how long now? Five years? I think I know you pretty well, and the way you were checking out that waitress you've got to be hard as hell. You sure you want to show that off to everyone who looks your way?" She chided with a grin, her directness surprising me."Oh? Sounds like you've been watching me when I wasn't looking.""Why not? Are you going to tell me you didn't notice how far my skirt was hiked up in the plane? Come on, I'm not that naive. I know you like me wearing these skirts. I just prefer to keep my sexual activities a bit more private.""Well, if that's how you feel. I dare you to strip for me." I said, wondering if she really would."Sure. Like I'm going to run around naked? Fat chance.""That's a shame." The waitress said as she set two glasses on the table, the smell of turned on cunt clearly evident as she stood close to me. "You look cute. You might find it fun to go naked like this. It's kind of a turn on actually.""I'm not sure I can actually go naked in front of strange men." Amanda replied."You should try it. It's actually kind of fun to tease them.""Aren't you afraid of getting molested?" Amanda asked her seriously."Hasn't happened yet. Besides these old geezers come in every year to watch me. It's kind of fun to see what they will come up with next to get me to do something with them. I never will, but they don't know that." The waitress said with a smile. "So how about it? You two going to join us?""Oh, I don't know." Amanda whispered."Ok. Why don't I get your order and in the meantime you can think about it!" The waitress said, smiling at me sweetly."Well, I'll have the ham and eggs, over easy, white toast." I told her as she scribbled on the pad."And you miss?" She asked looking at Amanda."I think the biscuits and gravy look pretty good.""Good choice. I'll be back in a few minutes with your food. And if you change your mind you can use the ladies room to undress, you may find that more comfortable." The waitress said as she turned and headed for the kitchen."Might as well, Amanda. Never going to get a chance like this again." I teased."Let's admit it; you just want to see me naked!" She shot back at me with a frown. "Sure why not? Besides, didn't you just tell me a little while ago you've been intentionally wearing sexy stuff just to tease me? Just think how much of a tease this will be!""Ok, hot shot. I will if you will. But you gotta strip, right here, first! Let's see how cocky you are when you have to show off that boner!""So I get up and undress, and then you do? No running to the bathroom and hiding?" I said with a crooked smile."Um, Yep." She sighed realizing that she had walked directly into a trap."Ok! You're on!" I said, sliding out of the booth and standing up. I was just pulling my shirt tail out of my pants when the waitress came back."Oh; decided to join me?" She asked with a smile.Seems that way." I answered as I turned to face her."Well, in that case, let me." She said, reaching out for my shirt and pulling it up and over my head. She tossed it onto the bench seat of the booth and then stepped closer. "This will drive those old geezers nuts." She whispered as she placed her hand on my hard cock and rubbed it through my pants. She stroked me with one hand while the other deftly undid my belt, and the button of my pants. Her hand moved long enough to unzip my pants and then slid inside them, rubbing my increasingly hard cock through my underwear as she pushed my pants down."Nice." She said as she crouched down, bringing her face level with my underwear clad cock. She untied my low top hikers and pulled them off, and then worked my pants over my feet, leaving me in nothing but my socks and underwear. "Now, let's take care of this too." She said with a smile, looking up at me as she reached for my briefs. I closed my eyes and tried not to moan as she pulled my underwear down and closed her lips around the head of my cock. "Hmm" she mumbled around my cock, as she licked and sucked on it gently. She continued to suck my engorged cock while she worked my underwear down my legs and over my feet. "Tasty." She said quietly when she pulled her mouth from my cock. "You wouldn't mind taking care of a really horny cunt with it, would you?""That depends on whose it is?" I breathed."Mine." She said as she stood up in front of me and reached for my hands. She pulled me across the aisle to the booth on the other side and sat her ass on the edge of the table. She let go of one hand and reached for my hard cock, pulling it toward her cunt as she pulled my hand toward her chest."Oh God yes." she whispered, as she rubbed my engorged head around her wet lips. "Slide it in now." She practically begged.By that point I was thinking with my dick and willingly leaned into her, allowing my cock head to spread her lips and slowly push into her cunt. I let out a quiet moan as I felt my head expand her tunnel and pass that first point of resistance. I felt her velvety smooth walls slowly engulf my shaft, teasing its length and the sensitive spot under my head, as I slowly pushed deeper into her. Finally I felt my head press against the end of her tunnel, nestling into a little pocket next to her cervix. Her whole tunnel seemed to squeeze me with just the right amount of pressure, resisting my efforts as I started to slowly pull back out."Oh yeah. That's what I want." She said quietly as I stopped with only the head of my cock inside her, and then pressed deep into her again.Right then I didn't care who was watching. I had my cock buried in a hot cunt and my hands were busy with both her tits and her clit. I cupped and stroked her tit and nipple, teasing first one and then the other, each growing harder and more puckered as time passed; meanwhile my other fingers were busy stroking her clit while my shaft slid in and out of her wet cunt."Oh Fuck Yes!" She hissed as her body began to tremble. "So fucking good!" She mumbled as my left thumb stroked across her exposed clit. Each time I pressed into her I allowed my thumb to stroke slowly across the hard nub, and then just when I was at the end of her tunnel I would rub it in small circles until I pulled back down her tunnel.I continued to work her cunt and nipples as her body shook, pushing her closer and closer to her impending orgasm. Her chest heaved and small beads of sweat began to collect in the sweet crevasse created by her sexy tits. My own climax was building with each second that I teased her closer to hers. Finally she began to spasm, her grunts and moans getting louder by the second as her body began to jerk uncontrollably. I felt her legs wrap around my waist, her heels pulling me deep into her as her whole body shook with spasms, control of her muscles giving way to her orgasm. Slowly her jerking and trembling passed and she pulled herself up until her tits were pressing into my chest and her lips were pressed against mine.The embrace was soft and hard at the same time, filled with passion and desire. She kissed me wetly for several minutes before finally releasing my neck and leaning back."God that was incredible, thank you." She whispered. "I wish I had time to play more. I could definitely get used to having this inside me." She said with a wiggle of her hips, moving herself on my still primed and hard cock. "But I need to get your food. Besides, I don't want to deprive your friend of getting some of this.""I'm not sure it's exactly what she has in mind." I said."Well, if she doesn't, I will. You won't go away unhappy. I pride myself on customer service." She said with a grin.

Getting stuck in a small Town on Nude Day, turns interesting.Based on a post by m storyman x, in 2 parts. Listen to the podcast at Steamy Stories.Owning a consulting business has its advantages. Over the years I had been quite successful and enjoyed a few perks for that success. I was enjoying one of them, flying to a consulting job in my Cessna 350 Corvallis, when a fantastic series of events was set in motion. I could never afford such an expensive plane, but after performing several hundred hours of independent testing on it, as part of a law suit, they sold the state of the art craft to me for a single dollar. Car type bucket seats and fly by wire technology made it one of the most comfortable planes I had ever flown.Amanda, a professional photographer that I had used a number of times on jobs like the one we were traveling to; seemed to also enjoy the comfort of this plane compared to the old 172 I used to fly.I felt the first shudder in the engine while I was busy sneaking a peek at Amanda's legs. With her lounging sleepily in the bucket seat next to me, her already short skirt had ridden up a couple more inches, and the rising sun was just brightening the inside of the cockpit enough for me to really see just how much leg she was unknowingly showing. In fact, if I caught the reflection in the LCD screen just right, I could almost see up between her legs to the light colored panties she wore. Yeah, I knew I was almost twice her age, but hell, she was hot and I was Always horny. How could I not look?The second shudder really got my attention, and I went to work in the cockpit; all thought of her panty color and legs leaving my mind as it went into immediate troubleshooting mode.I knew the electronics of this craft inside out, having done so much testing on the fly by wire during the legal suit. It only took a few moments to check and confirm that the dual ignition system of the fuel injected six cylinder engine was working as designed. We were cruising at nearly one hundred eighty knots, and everything seemed ok. But that second shudder had me on edge. I did not miss the third time it shuddered, just as I was in the middle of checking the fuel system. I caught it in the act. It was just a fluke that I happened to be looking right at the fuel pressure read out when it did it. Just for a moment, it blinked lower. Not a lot, a few pounds, but it was enough to set every alarm bell I had ringing. This baby needed to be on the ground and Now!I gave Amanda an unceremonious, almost rude, shove with my hand before I set to work hitting the GPS navigation system for the closest airfield. "Tighten your belts, we're setting down." I practically growled as my mind went through emergency modes and check lists. I had filed a Visual Flight Rules route plan so I didn't need to contact a controller, but just to be safe I punched in 7700 into my transponder and hit the ident key. The response to my emergency code was almost immediate, Kansas City flight following had me on the radio in seconds asking my emergency. After several terse exchanges with them, they recommended we proceed to Kansas City International for an emergency procedure landing. I was just about to make that turn when the engine tone changed. Air speed quickly started to fall as the engine RPM tailed off to a little more than an idle."Negative KC Center. Looks like I just lost power." I responded as my fingers started working the GPS system to find the closest airport. It was tiny, some little 'burg called Milan. I'd never heard of it, but it had a strip. I tipped the wings over and started dropping at nearly a thousand feet per minute; hoping that what little power the engine had would hang on until I could get the wheels on the ground.In the early dawn morning it was hard to pick out, but with a little help from the GPS pointers I was able to find the single strip of the small airport, sitting just outside what looked like a very small town. KC Center acknowledged my plans and stayed with me until I was out of radar contact, only a thousand feet off the ground. It wasn't my finest landing, but given that I only had one shot at it, I thought it was pretty damn good. The engine had just enough power to idle off the runway and onto a taxiway before it quit completely. But that was ok...we were down.The airport was small, and to be honest, looked pretty deserted; and the air felt like stepping into a furnace when I popped the door open. "Looks like we have to walk." I said to Amanda as I stepped out and gingerly off the wing. Even for a mid-July morning it seemed oppressively hot."Well, I suppose I can charge you mileage!" She joked as she unfolded her slim frame barefoot onto the wing. She closed the door and sat down on the smooth aluminum surface to put her high heels back onto her feet while I shook my head at her good looking, but less than functional, footwear. She slid down the smooth metal of the wing and allowed me to catch her before her feet hit the ground, the edge of the wing catching her skirt and pulling it up as she slid off. I only got a glimpse of her cream colored panties before she pulled her skirt back down and blushed a bright red. "Oops. Sorry about that." She almost whispered."Not a problem. Last time I checked I still liked looking at beautiful women's panties. Especially if they were still in them!" I responded jokingly, which only made her blush even more.It was a fairly long walk from where the plane decided to park itself, to the office complex of the small airport. It didn't take much looking around to find out that there was a mechanics office, but that Freddie was in town and didn't work on Wednesdays. That was just great! Freddie didn't leave a phone number either, but did leave the address of his shop in town. I figured maybe we could talk him into making an emergency repair.Using my i-phone I looked up the address and found that it was only a couple miles from the airstrip. A quick call confirmed that it was still too early for Freddie to be there. It was going to be a warm walk into town, but then it was better than sitting out here and roasting. After a short consultation with Amanda, we decided to trek into town and see if we could track down Freddie.City CaféIt was still early as we approached the small town, and it showed. The streets were deserted except for a few cars passing by. We found the address of Freddie's shop, but it was still locked up. I decided some breakfast might be in order and the only thing that looked open was a small diner across the street."Looks like breakfast!" I said as I led Amanda across the still empty road and entered the tiny diner. To say I was shocked would have been the biggest understatement in the book. There were a number of people sitting around eating, all naked! It looked like a nudist convention. But you could have knocked me over with a feather when the waitress came out of the kitchen with a tray of dishes, and not a stitch of clothing on."Be right with you!" She said as she turned and bent to put the dishes down, her easily double D tits swinging enticingly. She turned back and walked up with a smile on her face and only a tiny apron around her waist that failed to completely cover the junction of her legs. "So I take it your new in town?" She asked, looking past us toward where our car might be parked, if we had one."Would you like a booth?" She asked cheerily."Yeah, actually we would." I answered, after which she led us to a booth toward the rear that was a bit less in the line of site of the windows and most of the other patrons."Um, Yeah. Did we come at a bad time?" I asked, looking around at the naked patrons."Nope, it's the fourteenth." She said as if it explained everything."And that means?" I asked, cocking my head and lifting my shoulders to encourage her to explain."Oh. Yeah. I guess you're not from here. It's a City ordinance. No clothes in public for National Nude day, unless of course you are from out of town. We can't force you visitors to participate, but everyone in town does, or they stay home." She said with a smile and a shrug. "I can loan you a bag for your clothes if you want." She said, as she set our table with cutlery and menues. She was also eyeing the growing bulge in my pants, as I watched her absolutely fantastic tits jiggle over our table."Just so I understand, everyone in town goes nude? And this happens why?" I asked."National Nude Day. The whole town had a say in it and we decided to make it a town holiday. Some of the townsfolk floated the idea as a joke. Me and a few others called their bluff. It's been that way a few years now. Everybody seems to like it. E used to set it for the actual day that the rest of the nation observes, but the town just turned into a traffic jam and our residents became internet fodder. So now we have a town committee setting a random summer day, and only give a 48 hour notice. The result is really good for business, since a lot of travelers come here hoping to get lucky, and patronizing the businesses all summer long.""I can see why." I said looking around at the mostly male population of the diner and thinking that most of them were probably not here for the food."Here you go” she said, handing us our menus. “And really, I'd be happy to loan you a sack for your clothes. I mean if you want to take them off and all." She said with a wink. "I'll be back in a sec with menus."True to her word she was back in a few moments to take our orders, and if I was any judge, her tiny apron hiked up a tad more. From my seated position I could easily see her shaved mound, complete with a tiny blue butterfly tattoo. As she set down the menus she stepped her feet slightly apart, allowing me to see her protruding lips, which to my experienced eye, looked like they had been freshly stroked. My attention was temporarily fixed on her glistening lips until she bent over to place silver wear on the table and her large tits hung literally inches from my face."So what can I interest you in to drink? Coffee, juice, milk?" She asked, pulling her little pad out of the tiny apron."I think some Orange Juice." Amanda said, her voice clearly displaying her nervousness."Actually I've always been a milk lover." I said with a smile."I'm sure I can find you a nice tall glass." The waitress said with a smile, turning to walk off, allowing her cute ass to wiggle seductively as she headed toward the kitchen."Seems like a nice young lady." I said to Amanda as I opened the menu. "What do you think?""I'm not sure I could go around naked all day." She replied as she looked around the small diner."Why not. You're a very good looking woman. You have nothing to be ashamed of.""Like you're going to run around naked?" She answered with a smirk."Sure, why not?" I answered."I've worked for you for how long now? Five years? I think I know you pretty well, and the way you were checking out that waitress you've got to be hard as hell. You sure you want to show that off to everyone who looks your way?" She chided with a grin, her directness surprising me."Oh? Sounds like you've been watching me when I wasn't looking.""Why not? Are you going to tell me you didn't notice how far my skirt was hiked up in the plane? Come on, I'm not that naive. I know you like me wearing these skirts. I just prefer to keep my sexual activities a bit more private.""Well, if that's how you feel. I dare you to strip for me." I said, wondering if she really would."Sure. Like I'm going to run around naked? Fat chance.""That's a shame." The waitress said as she set two glasses on the table, the smell of turned on cunt clearly evident as she stood close to me. "You look cute. You might find it fun to go naked like this. It's kind of a turn on actually.""I'm not sure I can actually go naked in front of strange men." Amanda replied."You should try it. It's actually kind of fun to tease them.""Aren't you afraid of getting molested?" Amanda asked her seriously."Hasn't happened yet. Besides these old geezers come in every year to watch me. It's kind of fun to see what they will come up with next to get me to do something with them. I never will, but they don't know that." The waitress said with a smile. "So how about it? You two going to join us?""Oh, I don't know." Amanda whispered."Ok. Why don't I get your order and in the meantime you can think about it!" The waitress said, smiling at me sweetly."Well, I'll have the ham and eggs, over easy, white toast." I told her as she scribbled on the pad."And you miss?" She asked looking at Amanda."I think the biscuits and gravy look pretty good.""Good choice. I'll be back in a few minutes with your food. And if you change your mind you can use the ladies room to undress, you may find that more comfortable." The waitress said as she turned and headed for the kitchen."Might as well, Amanda. Never going to get a chance like this again." I teased."Let's admit it; you just want to see me naked!" She shot back at me with a frown. "Sure why not? Besides, didn't you just tell me a little while ago you've been intentionally wearing sexy stuff just to tease me? Just think how much of a tease this will be!""Ok, hot shot. I will if you will. But you gotta strip, right here, first! Let's see how cocky you are when you have to show off that boner!""So I get up and undress, and then you do? No running to the bathroom and hiding?" I said with a crooked smile."Um, Yep." She sighed realizing that she had walked directly into a trap."Ok! You're on!" I said, sliding out of the booth and standing up. I was just pulling my shirt tail out of my pants when the waitress came back."Oh; decided to join me?" She asked with a smile.Seems that way." I answered as I turned to face her."Well, in that case, let me." She said, reaching out for my shirt and pulling it up and over my head. She tossed it onto the bench seat of the booth and then stepped closer. "This will drive those old geezers nuts." She whispered as she placed her hand on my hard cock and rubbed it through my pants. She stroked me with one hand while the other deftly undid my belt, and the button of my pants. Her hand moved long enough to unzip my pants and then slid inside them, rubbing my increasingly hard cock through my underwear as she pushed my pants down."Nice." She said as she crouched down, bringing her face level with my underwear clad cock. She untied my low top hikers and pulled them off, and then worked my pants over my feet, leaving me in nothing but my socks and underwear. "Now, let's take care of this too." She said with a smile, looking up at me as she reached for my briefs. I closed my eyes and tried not to moan as she pulled my underwear down and closed her lips around the head of my cock. "Hmm" she mumbled around my cock, as she licked and sucked on it gently. She continued to suck my engorged cock while she worked my underwear down my legs and over my feet. "Tasty." She said quietly when she pulled her mouth from my cock. "You wouldn't mind taking care of a really horny cunt with it, would you?""That depends on whose it is?" I breathed."Mine." She said as she stood up in front of me and reached for my hands. She pulled me across the aisle to the booth on the other side and sat her ass on the edge of the table. She let go of one hand and reached for my hard cock, pulling it toward her cunt as she pulled my hand toward her chest."Oh God yes." she whispered, as she rubbed my engorged head around her wet lips. "Slide it in now." She practically begged.By that point I was thinking with my dick and willingly leaned into her, allowing my cock head to spread her lips and slowly push into her cunt. I let out a quiet moan as I felt my head expand her tunnel and pass that first point of resistance. I felt her velvety smooth walls slowly engulf my shaft, teasing its length and the sensitive spot under my head, as I slowly pushed deeper into her. Finally I felt my head press against the end of her tunnel, nestling into a little pocket next to her cervix. Her whole tunnel seemed to squeeze me with just the right amount of pressure, resisting my efforts as I started to slowly pull back out."Oh yeah. That's what I want." She said quietly as I stopped with only the head of my cock inside her, and then pressed deep into her again.Right then I didn't care who was watching. I had my cock buried in a hot cunt and my hands were busy with both her tits and her clit. I cupped and stroked her tit and nipple, teasing first one and then the other, each growing harder and more puckered as time passed; meanwhile my other fingers were busy stroking her clit while my shaft slid in and out of her wet cunt."Oh Fuck Yes!" She hissed as her body began to tremble. "So fucking good!" She mumbled as my left thumb stroked across her exposed clit. Each time I pressed into her I allowed my thumb to stroke slowly across the hard nub, and then just when I was at the end of her tunnel I would rub it in small circles until I pulled back down her tunnel.I continued to work her cunt and nipples as her body shook, pushing her closer and closer to her impending orgasm. Her chest heaved and small beads of sweat began to collect in the sweet crevasse created by her sexy tits. My own climax was building with each second that I teased her closer to hers. Finally she began to spasm, her grunts and moans getting louder by the second as her body began to jerk uncontrollably. I felt her legs wrap around my waist, her heels pulling me deep into her as her whole body shook with spasms, control of her muscles giving way to her orgasm. Slowly her jerking and trembling passed and she pulled herself up until her tits were pressing into my chest and her lips were pressed against mine.The embrace was soft and hard at the same time, filled with passion and desire. She kissed me wetly for several minutes before finally releasing my neck and leaning back."God that was incredible, thank you." She whispered. "I wish I had time to play more. I could definitely get used to having this inside me." She said with a wiggle of her hips, moving herself on my still primed and hard cock. "But I need to get your food. Besides, I don't want to deprive your friend of getting some of this.""I'm not sure it's exactly what she has in mind." I said."Well, if she doesn't, I will. You won't go away unhappy. I pride myself on customer service." She said with a grin.

Skidaway Island, Georgia, is home today to a luxurious community that the mostly White residents consider paradise: waterfront views, live oaks and marsh grass alongside golf courses, swimming pools, and other amenities. In 1865, the island was a thriving Black community, started by freedmen who were given land by the government under the 40 acres program. They farmed, created a system of government, and turned former cotton plantations into a Black American success story.But it wouldn't last. Within two years, the government took that land back from the freedmen and returned it to the former enslavers. Today, 40 acres in The Landings development are worth at least $20 million. The history of that land is largely absent from day-to-day life. But over a two-and-a-half-year investigation, journalists at the Center for Public Integrity unearthed records that prove that dozens of freed people had, and lost, titles to tracts at what's now The Landings. “You could feel chills to know that they had it and then they just pulled the rug from under them, so to speak,” said Linda Brown, one of the few Black residents at The Landings.This week on Reveal, with the Center for Public Integrity and in honor of Black History Month, we also show a descendant her ancestor's title for a plot of land that is now becoming another exclusive gated community. And we look at how buried documents like these Reconstruction-era land titles are part of the long game toward reparations.  This is an update of an episode that originally aired in June 2024. Support Reveal's journalism at Revealnews.org/donatenow Subscribe to our weekly newsletter to get the scoop on new episodes at Revealnews.org/newsletter Connect with us onBluesky, Facebook and Instagram Learn about your ad choices: dovetail.prx.org/ad-choices

This week's TrekRanks is all about the “Top 5 Crash Landings” in Star Trek as we attempt to to navigate our shuttle safely through some kind of magnetic disturbance in the atmosphere or through an ion storm or a weird orbital displacement shift - and guide our crew to safety. Our expert panel of host Jim Moorhouse and guests Paige Thatcher and Sebas de Toma steer us through every variation of crash landing in Trek, uncovering more than a few fun trends, tropes and surprises. Episode Rundown: Diagnostic Cycle: We break down all the different types of crash landing we've seen in Star Trek through the years and how they are represented in so many different ways. Prime Directive: Each guest on this week's LCARS panel relay exactly how they narrowed down their list and made their final choices. The Order of Things: All the picks are revealed with the usual TrekRanks' “Five words and a hashtag” summary, along with the single episode that best frames their choice. Secondary Systems: For a few extra picks that just missed our final list. Regeneration Cycle: The panel recaps their picks and we dissect some of the interesting statistical anomalies that arose from the discussion. Temporal Inversion: We flashback to a previous episode of TrekRanks and get into some of the feedback received from listeners. If you have your own picks you would like to relay to us, please hail us at 757-828-RANK (7265) and record your own personal TrekRanks log to let us know your Top 5 Crash Landings. (Or you can record it yourself and just DM us @TrekRanks.bksy.social on Bluesky.) Your comments could be used as part of a Temporal Causality Loop on an upcoming episode (and might get you a chance to be a guest on a future episode, too). And don't forget to check out TrekRanks.com for our entire back catalog of episodes and a detailed rundown on every episode of Star Trek ever.  

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Ready to tackle the bumpy ride of change in aircraft maintenance? In this episode, we explore the realities of change management, sharing tips to ease the transition, and keep your team flying high! Tune in for a dose of humor and valuable strategies.To learn more of our featured small business, Jill Mongene the Aviation Dietitian, visit: https://aviationdietitian.comFollow us on Facebook- @cancelledformaintenance, Instagram/Threads - @canxformaintenancepodcast.Twitter- @cxmxpodcastDid you know we have a comic series? Check it out on the Tapas app or visit us at: https://tapas.io/series/CXMXcomicsVisit our website and check out our merch at www.cancelledformaintenance.com. Have ideas or stories for show? Send us a line at our contact us section of our website!Looking for the best lightweight, comfortable, and noise-cancelling headset? Visit: dalcommtech.com and use code "canxrules" to save 15% off their products or special orders!Check out Rockwell Time for awesome outdoor merch and apparel. Use code-CX4MX and save 10%!Tell us how we are doing, leave us a review if you listen to us on Apple, Stitcher, Podchaser, or IHeart Radio!Follow us on Goodpods and Podchaser!https://goodpods.app.link/1Ss1v4ODHlbThanks to our monthly supporters, with special shout outs to:SaKonnaDaniel L.Mike S.Eric S.Dan S.Ryan F.Caleb F.Carm M.Jennie D. ★ Support this podcast on Patreon ★

Send us a textWelcome to the Reel Turf Techs Podcast, Episode 134! Today, we're chatting with Zach Spence, Equipment Manager at The Landings Golf and Athletic Club in Savannah, GA. The Landings features six championship courses, and Zach oversees equipment for the Palmetto and Terrapin Point layouts.Zach shares his journey from tinkering in Florida to managing a fleet in Georgia, where he's transitioning from aged Toro equipment to a new John Deere lease. Tune in as we discuss the value of schematics for all techs, the crucial role of safety switches (never bypass them!), and why taking your time is key to success in this field.Whether you're new to the industry or a seasoned pro, this episode is packed with insights you won't want to miss! Tweet us @ReelTurfTechs and @MTrentManning Email us at ReelTurfTechs@gmail.com Check out our YouTube Channel

PREVIEW: MOON LANDING: Colleague Bob Zimmerman identifies a startup rocket booster firm, Firefly, that is trusted by NASA for moon landings, orbiting and more. Later tonight. 1872 Jules Verne

Join Peggy Hoyt as she chats with Melanie Simmonds, director of Soft Landings Waterfowl Rescue. Gain expert insights on how to properly raise and care for domestic waterfowl. Learn how Soft Landings rehomes abandoned domestic waterfowl and provides a sanctuary for ducks with special needs.Support the show

Feeling unsteady as you transition back to your home country?In this episode of Nomadic Diaries, host Doreen Cumberford and co-host Linda Mueller delve into the complexities of repatriation, exploring the emotional and logistical challenges through the metaphor of lily pads. Repatriation isn't just about physically returning home. It's a multifaceted process that involves emotional, psychological, and logistical shifts. The lily pad analogy perfectly captures how these small steps can lead to significant changes.Doreen and Linda share real-life experiences and insights on how to navigate reverse culture shock, redefine relationships, and maintain a healthy mindset. Join us to turn these lessons into actionable steps for your own journey.Here at Nomadic Diaries we love to interview expat and cross-cultural authors, so continue to tune in to discover wisdom and lessons that create a more inspired and fulfilling repatriation!Listen to the next episode for more content on repatriation:Leave a review and share what inspires you;Send any questions or comments you have to us;https://www.nomadicdiariespodcast.com/ or in the Re-Entry Rockstars Facebook Grouphttps://www.facebook.com/groups/583801251785819Download the complete series Episode and Resource Guide here:https://www.theexpatpartnercoach.com/repatriationSupport the showHome is Where Your Story Crosses Borders!We aim to inspire expat solutions, by helping you navigate global living with Confidence.

Duane Inglin and Tommy Donlin are back In-Studio once again, The fella's recap a recent day on the river with a great short piece on Fish Fight's and Landings. Then they have a great discussion on getting your souse or partner into hunting and finding success. Next, Duane takes a walk through on his new 2025 Allied Mustang 23' HT. A very detailed review of one Bad Ass Boat...

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Dave and Tommy have given the new air filled tires from E-flite a try. Tune in to hear what they think about them, and lots more! Tool of the week: The Spektrum Soldering Jig https://www.horizonhobby.com/product/spektrum-soldering-jig/SPMX-1009.html

In this impromptu episode recorded at Sun 'n Fun, host Gabe Muller interviews Levi B. Noguess Sr., an experienced STOL (Short Takeoff and Landing) pilot and flight instructor. Levi shares insights about flying a replica World War II Fiesler Storch Fi 156 in the STOL demonstration at Paradise City. The conversation covers backcountry flying, safety considerations for off-airport landings, and the historical significance of the Fiesler Storch, including its role in Mussolini's rescue during WWII. Levi also discusses his experience as a tailwheel instructor and his approach to teaching safe backcountry flying techniques. Sound Bites: Valuable Quotes "The best safety device is you... number one is be proficient in the operation of your airplane." "Most pilots that I found find it odd that you land anywhere but a paved runway." "What we do is we take it to the next level and we just try to find places that are fun to fly." "Thinking you can make it there is not a good plan." "Fly it till you tie it." Key Takeaways Safety Protocol for Backcountry Landing: Perform high reconnaissance passes Evaluate approach and escape routes Conduct low passes to assess surface conditions Only commit to landing when all factors are evaluated Wind Assessment Techniques: Use constant bank turns to determine drift Observe water ripples, trees, and smoke Consider uphill/downhill requirements Be willing to abort if conditions aren't favorable Legal Considerations: BLM land often allows landing in western states River sandbars between banks are typically legal landing zones in Texas Private property requires permission Public use areas vary by state and region Aircraft Maintenance and Performance: Regular maintenance is crucial for backcountry operations Know your aircraft's true performance capabilities Book performance numbers are often conservative Aircraft must be properly equipped for intended use Training and Proficiency: Regular landing practice is essential (15-20 landings per hour) Tailwheel proficiency is valuable for backcountry operations Understanding approach and landing limitations Continuous evaluation of pilot and aircraft capabilities Important Links https://www.flywithlevi.com - Levi's website for flight instruction Social Media: "Levi Noguess" on Facebook, YouTube, and Instagram https://nationalstol.com/ https://www.smokehousepilots.com/ Chapters 00:00 Introduction to Hanger Flying Podcast 00:59 Exploring STOL Flying and Its Community 04:22 The History and Mechanics of the Storch Aircraft 07:18 Personal Experiences in Aviation and Tailwheel Flying 10:08 Safety Considerations in Backcountry Flying 14:25 Connecting with the Aviation Community

The Exorcist was a best-selling book and an iconic movie over 50 years ago. But the true story that inspired it is even more chilling…and still unexplained. And the story of the child who at the center of the exorcism is even more amazing. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In this episode of the History Bros, we will be talking about the landings of D-Day.

Welcome to the Part Time Pilot Audio Ground School VIP Podcast! This podcast takes our free podcast to a whole new level by providing students with every single lesson included in the Part Time Pilot Private Pilot & IFR Ground Schools without a single Ad! On top of that, VIP podcast students get BONUS episodes like Mock Checkrides, Checkride Prep, Expert Interviews and more! The #1 reason student pilots never end up becoming a private pilot is NOT due to money. The real reason is actually deeper than that. Yes, flight training is expensive. But every student pilot knows this and budgets for it when they decide to do it. The actual #1 reason a student pilot fails is because they do not have a good, fundamental understanding of the private pilot knowledge they are meant to learn in ground school. You see when a student does not have a good grasp of this knowledge they get to a point in their flight training where their mind just can't keep up. They start making mistakes and having to redo lessons. And THAT is when it starts getting too expensive. This audio ground school is meant for the modern day student pilot... aka the part time student pilot. Let's face it, the majority of us have full time responsibilities on top of flight training. Whether it is a job, kids, family, school, etc. we all keep ourselves busy with the things that are important to us. And with today's economy we have to maintain that job just to pay for the training. The modern day student pilot is busy, on the go and always trying to find time throughout his or her day to stay up on their studies. The audio ground school allows them to consume high quality content while walking, running, working out, sitting in traffic, traveling, or even just a break from the boring FAR/AIM or ground school lecture. Did I meant high quality content? The audio ground school is taken straight out of the 5-star rated Part Time Pilot Online Ground School that has had over 2000 students take and pass their Private Pilot & IFR exams with only 2 total students failing the written. That's a 99.9% success rate! And the 2 that failed? We refunded their cost of ground school and helped them pass on their second attempt. We do this by keeping ground school engaging, fun, light and consumable. We have written lessons, videos, audio lessons, live video lessons, community chats, quizzes, practice tests, flash cards, study guides, eBooks and much more. Part Time Pilot was created to be a breath of fresh air for student pilots. To be that flight training provider that looks out for them and their needs. So that is just what we are doing with this podcast.   BONUS Episode: In this lesson, we take you inside a live lesson focused on mastering landings. We cover essential techniques, from managing descent rates to perfecting your approach and touchdown. You'll hear practical tips on handling different runway conditions, adjusting for wind, and maintaining situational awareness during landing.     Links mentioned in the episode: Private Pilot Online Ground School: PPL Ground School - Part Time Pilot Checkride Prep: PPL Checkride Prep - Part Time Pilot Ultimate Private Pilot Test Prep Book: Book on Amazon IFR Online Ground School: IFR Ground School – Part Time Pilot   PPL study group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/parttimepilot  IFR study group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/parttimepilotifr/   Recommended Products & Discounts:  https://parttimepilot.com/recommended-products-for-student-pilots/ 

Join Chief U.S. Economist Lara Rhame, Executive Director of Investment Research Andrew Korz and Research Associate Alan Flannigan as they examine their outlooks for equities, credit, real estate and essential macroeconomic trends in Q4.They discuss their view on interest rates, inflation, and the labor market—and how these key macro factors could impact the investment landscape.For more research insights go to FSInvestments.com https://bit.ly/m/fsinvestments

To this day, 5% of Americans believe that the Apollo Moon landings were faked - that's more than 16 million people. How did this theory start? And why, even in the face of overwhelming evidence, do some still believe it? This & the Flat Earth conspiracy theory will be discussed today on Found Objects history podcast. Listen wherever you stream podcasts!Follow us on Instagram:https://instagram.com/foundobjectspodcastSOURCES:​​“Apollo 11 Mission Overview.” NASA, NASA, 17 Apr. 2015, www.nasa.gov/history/apollo-11-mission-overview/#:~:text=Armstrong%20and%20Aldrin%20spent%2021,at%20124%20hours%2C%2022%20minutes.Baugh, L. Sue. “Flat Earth.” Encyclopædia Britannica, Encyclopædia Britannica, inc., 22 July 2024, www.britannica.com/topic/flat-Earth.Burdick, Alan. “Looking for Life on a Flat Earth.” The New Yorker, 30 May 2018, www.newyorker.com/science/elements/looking-for-life-on-a-flat-earth.Harvey, Austin. “Inside the Enduring Conspiracy Theory That the Moon Landing Was Fake.” All That's Interesting, All That's Interesting, 22 July 2024, allthatsinteresting.com/moon-landing-fake.“How Do We Know That We Went to the Moon? | Institute of Physics.” Institute of Physics, 2024, www.iop.org/explore-physics/moon/how-do-we-know-we-went-to-the-moon.“July 20, 1969: One Giant Leap for Mankind.” NASA, NASA, 20 July 2019, www.nasa.gov/history/july-20-1969-one-giant-leap-for-mankind/.Launius, Roger. “Why Do People Persist in Denying the Moon Landings?” National Air and Space Museum, The Smithsonian Institute, 1 Apr. 2010, airandspace.si.edu/stories/editorial/why-do-people-persist-denying-moon-landings.The Week Staff. “Apollo 11: The Moon Landing Conspiracy Debunked.” Theweek, The Week, 15 July 2019, theweek.com/102265/apollo-11-the-moon-landing-conspiracy-debunked. Advertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

The US economy is en route towards a soft landing. Inflation is trending towards the Federal Reserve's (Fed) 2% inflation target, and growth is cooling (not collapsing). The cyclical context matters as commodities enjoy positive returns during a “good” cutting cycle (growth firm, declining inflation), and vice versa, suffer negative returns during a “bad” cutting cycle (growth decelerating, sticky inflation). To put this into perspective, Ehsan Khoman, Head of Research – Commodities, ESG and Emerging Markets (EMEA), delves into MUFG's latest thought leadership report, titled, “US Federal Reserve and commodities – Commodities outperform when the Fed cuts during soft landings” (see here).

The European Central Bank is expected to ease rates a quarter point today, as it continues its policy of following inflation lower. Seen over a proper time frame this is not properly a stimulus, as it is more focused on stabilizing real rates. Lagarde's press conference will hopefully signal a steady pace of rate cuts to come.

ORIGINAL AIR DATE: SEPT 11, 2021In light of a recent guest's comments and recurrent moon landing conspiracies promulgating in the FRINGE SPACE, we have now triggered this hereto classic of FRINGE RADIO, whereby Fringeshoreman Johnny Ironsides McMahon meticulously dismantles common MOON LANDING misconceptions with FACTS and declares, NOT EVERYTHING IS A CONSPIRACY, BILL!   GET READY TO PUNCH THE WALL!   We love Bill Ramsey and remember, Johnny loves YOU!

How does drawing from experiments and scientists on the fringes of science help all of science and strengthen the core? How does luck actually work? How did the early members of NASA treat scientists who made mistakes in the quest to reach the moon?Richard Wiseman is a professor of the public understanding of psychology at the University of Hertfordshire, a magician, performer, and the author of several books. Two of his latest titles are Moonshot: What Landing a Man on the Moon Teaches Us About Collaboration, Creativity, and the Mind-set for Success and Quirkology: The Curious Science of Everyday Lives.Greg and Richard discuss Richard's unique career path, his popular books, and how psychology can have real-world applications. The conversation delves into various topics such as the public's fascination with luck, the importance of empirical research, and the psychology behind the successful teamwork that achieved the Apollo moon landings. Wiseman also shares insights from his background in magic and how it has influenced his understanding of human perception and deception. The episode highlights the need for applying psychological research to improve everyday life and the significant role of creativity and open-mindedness in both science and education.*unSILOed Podcast is produced by University FM.*Episode Quotes:Why conservative thinking limits scientific innovation34:01: Organizations, I think, have become very conservative in terms of risk-taking, which is sort of sad for the next generation of students within science. I think we want to encourage people to be expansive thinkers, to have crazy ideas. Obviously, you need to find out whether they're true or not. But again, even within science, I think we're quite conservative. We want to encourage students to think in a certain way, to do science in a certain way, and so on. And I'm just rather pro the more maverick approach in some extent; the only students we have are those people that are good at passing exams. And I often think, I wonder what talent is out there that just happened to not be so good at passing exams—that maybe who have had creative, amazing ideas that would have changed the world, and they don't sit in our labs or in our universities because they're not the sort of people who want to sit in a hall and write something on a piece of paper.Why is creativity important in science?37:56: I'm so pro-creativity in science and getting people to think differently because that's where your good ideas are going to come from, and sometimes those people are not the ones that perform best in an exam hall. They're the ones who just want to get out there and change the world.What magic taught Richard about psychology50:47: Magic is incredibly important, and it shows you, fundamentally, that you can be very, very confident and very, very wrong. You know, when a magician shows you an empty box and makes something appear in it, the audience has to be 100 percent certain that there's nothing in that box. And they are 100 percent wrong because an object is going to appear in that box. So it should teach us a bit of humility as well.How Quirkology was born from a disappointing psychology experience21:06: Quirkology came about because psychology broke my heart a bit. People are astonishing—when you think of your friends, partners, and family, they're amazing, complex, and fun to talk about. They experience emotions, behave differently in crowds, do things that surprise you, do things that disappoint you, and so on. That kind of buzzy energy of humanity, which was the reason I got into psychology, I really just loved it. Then I'd open a psychology journal, and I just saw this dusty old paper that reduced that buzzing humanity to a number that wasn't very interesting, and I thought, there must be some interesting psychology out there; there has to be. And that was the path into quirkology, where it was all the quirky psychology that I love, some of which I've carried out myself.Show Links:Recommended Resources:William JamesNeo-FreudianismBayesian inferenceMalinowski, the Trobriand people and the Kula (anthropologyreview.org)Glynn LunneyApollo 1Apollo 11Christopher C. Kraft Jr.Inattentional blindness - WikipediaGuest Profile:Faculty Profile at the University of HertfordshireRichardWiseman.wordpress.comWikipedia PageSocial Profile on XSocial Profile on InstagramQuirkology YouTube PageHis Work:Amazon Author PageMoonshot: What Landing a Man on the Moon Teaches Us About Collaboration, Creativity, and the Mind-set for SuccessQuirkology: The Curious Science of Everyday LivesRip it Up: Forget Positive Thinking, it's Time for Positive ActionThe As If Principle: The Radically New Approach to Changing Your LifeThe Luck Factor: The Four Essential PrinciplesParanormality: The Science of the Supernatural59 Seconds: Change Your Life in Under a MinutePsychology: Why It MattersMagic in Theory: An Introduction to the Theoretical and Psychological Elements of ConjuringDeception & Self-Deception: Investigating Psychics

What is a soft landing, and how do we know if one is possible? In this episode, St. Louis Fed Economic Policy Advisor Paulina Restrepo-Echavarría unpacks that question and explains the importance of the Beveridge curve, an economic indicator that represents the relationship between the unemployment rate and the job openings rate. She'll also discuss how a historic change in job openings prompted her and a colleague from the Dallas Fed to explore how the Beveridge curve could be expanded to analyze whether a soft landing is possible.

Mark and Victor hang out this week to talk about JLo and Ben Affleck getting divorced, watching planes land, the DNC, ordering at In N Out, and tv shows getting cancelled.

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PREVIEW: MOON: Conversation with colleague Bob Zimmerman re the NASA discovery that seismometers left on the moon during the Apollo landings have recorded tens of thousands more moonquakes than previously believed. Remembering the moon is a reconstructed body from a planetary collision with Earth. More later. 1968 Apollo 8

Recluse discusses his new book about Stanley Kubrick and covers the moon landing and eyes wide shut conspiracies surrounding Stanley's movies. Bart Sibrel discuss his life's work on the fake moon landings and a possible attempt on his life Intermission music is linked here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UcQukvfMacQ        

Skidaway Island, Georgia, is home today to a luxurious community that the mostly White residents consider paradise: waterfront views, live oaks and marsh grass alongside golf courses, swimming pools and other amenities. In 1865, the island was a thriving Black community, started by freedmen who were given land by the government under the 40 acres program. They farmed, created a system of government and turned former cotton plantations into a Black American success story.But it wouldn't last. Within two years, the government took that land back from the freedmen and returned it to the former enslavers. Today, 40 acres in The Landings development are worth at least $20 million. The history of that land is largely absent from day-to-day life. But over a two-and-a-half-year investigation, journalists at the Center for Public Integrity have unearthed records that prove that dozens of freed people had, and lost, titles to tracts at what's now The Landings. “You could feel chills to know that they had it and then they just pulled the rug from under them, so to speak,” said Linda Brown, one of the few Black residents at The Landings.This week on Reveal, in partnership with the Center for Public Integrity, we also show a descendant her ancestor's title for a plot of land that is now becoming another exclusive gated community. And we look at how buried documents like these Reconstruction-era land titles are part of the long game toward reparations. Support Reveal's journalism at Revealnews.org/donatenow Subscribe to our weekly newsletter to get the scoop on new episodes at Revealnews.org/newsletter Connect with us on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram

PREVIEW: #SAIPAN: Conversation with Colonel Grant Newsham, USMC (ret) re the "hard as Hell" beach landings on Saipan by 2nd and 4th Marines and the 27th USA eighty years ago, June 15, 1944 -- and the Imperial Japanese Army defenses. More detail tonight. 15 June 1944 Red Beach, Saipan

PREVIEW: MOON: Conversation with colleague Bob Zimmerman, author GENESIS, re the early NASA astronauts and their can-do spirit and soaring morale as they worked toward moon landings by the end of the 1960s. Certainly the recently deceased Bill Anders was a man of high confidence.  More detail later. 1957 the moon race began with LEO.

PREVIEW: #SAIPAN: Conversation with colleague Cleo Paskal of FDD in Saipan of the Northern Mariana Islands re the 80th anniversary of the USMC, USN, USA landings and liberation of Saipan from the Imperial Japanese Empire -- on Green Beach on June 15. More tonight and on Monday. 1945 Fat Man plutonium bomb on Tinian, Northern Marinas

PREVIEW: 80TH D-DAY: FDR: 1920: Conversation with David Pietrusza, author 1920: The Year of Six Presidents, re the compromising,  challenging and personally phumbling early days of FDR's rise to become "Dr. Win the War" in 1944 at the landings in Normandy. More later. https://www.amazon.com/1920-Year-Presidents-David-Pietrusza/dp/07867210221 1920 FDR 

On episode 356 of SOMEWHERE IN THE SKIES, Ryan shares 10 highly obscure UFO landing cases throughout the annals of UFO history. From saucer landings in Oregon to Australia and South Africa to cigar-shaped craft dipping in and out of water in Nova Scotia to Alaska. And how about an alien in Georgia who invited a man on his ship only to tell him that he was the missing Jimmy Hoffa?! Yeah... that apparently happened. And you'll hear this and so much more as we explore UFO landings you may never have heard of!This episode is sponsored by BetterHelp. Give online therapy a try and get on your way to being your best self. Visit: www.betterhelp.com/skiesEpisode researched by Marcus Lowth: www.ufoinsight.comPatreon: www.patreon.com/somewhereskiesPayPal: Sprague51@hotmail.comWebsite: www.somewhereintheskies.comStore: http://tee.pub/lic/ULZAy7IY12UYouTube Channel: CLICK HEREOrder Ryan's new book: https://a.co/d/4KNQnM4Order Ryan's older book: https://amzn.to/3PmydYCTwitter: @SomewhereSkiesRead Ryan's Articles by CLICKING HEREOpening Theme Song, "Ephemeral Reign" by Per KiilstofteCopyright © 2024. Ryan Sprague. All rights reserved.Part of the eOne Podcast Network and produced by LionsgateSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/somewhere-in-the-skies. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.