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In this episode of the Dietitian Boss Podcast, Libby Rothchild, explains how to create your first client funnel. She simplifies the process into three main steps: creating a lead magnet or freebie, developing a short email sequence, and implementing a clear call to action (CTA). She emphasizes the importance of starting small, keeping your content bite-sized and specific, and ensuring all links work properly.

When the polymorphous writer Ursula K. Le Guin died in 2018, she left behind novels, short stories, poetry, essays, manifestos and French and Chinese translations. The huge and loyal readership among children and older readers that she built during her lifetime has only grown since her death, as has recognition of her work as ‘serious' literature. Chafing against her confinement in genre fiction, she liberated sci-fi, fantasy and YA literature from the condescension to which they had long been subjected. In 2016, she joined the short list of authors to be published in their lifetime by the Library of America. For the final regular episode of Fiction and the Fantastic (though there will be one more special episode) Marina and Chloe read ‘The Left Hand of Darkness' and ‘The Dispossessed': works of exceptional imaginative power and intellectual range, passionate idealism and keen-eyed observation. Is Le Guin's status in both literary and ‘genre' canons a testament to the force and clear-sightedness of her radical – even prophetic – political vision? And what does it mean for the fantastic if we accept her self-characterisation as a ‘realist of a larger reality'? Non-subscribers will only hear an extract from this episode. To listen to the full episode, and all our other Close Readings series, subscribe: Directly in Apple Podcasts: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://lrb.me/applecrff⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ In other podcast apps: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://lrb.me/closereadingsff⁠⁠⁠⁠ Further reading and listening from the LRB: Colin Burrow on Ursula K. Le Guin: https://www.lrb.co.uk/the-paper/v43/n02/colin-burrow/it-s-not-jung-s-it-s-mine A collection of writing on science fiction from the LRB: https://www.lrb.co.uk/collections/in-hyperspace Amia Srinivasan on Le Guin's experiments with pronouns: https://www.lrb.co.uk/the-paper/v42/n13/amia-srinivasan/he-she-one-they-ho-hus-hum-ita Colin Burrow discusses Le Guin with Thomas Jones on the LRB Podcast: https://www.lrb.co.uk/podcasts-and-videos/podcasts/the-lrb-podcast/magical-authority Next episode: A taxonomy of fantastic literature with Marina, Adam Thirlwell and Edwin Frank.

Fluent Fiction - Spanish: Mystery at the Library: The Case of the Missing Ancient Tome Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/es/episode/2025-11-17-08-38-20-es Story Transcript:Es: La biblioteca de la universidad era un lugar mágico.En: The biblioteca of the university was a magical place.Es: Con grandes estanterías, parecía no tener fin, y el tenue brillo de las lámparas clásicas creaba una atmósfera de misterio.En: With large shelves, it seemed to have no end, and the dim glow of the classic lamps created an atmosphere of mystery.Es: En una sección reservada, un libro raro y antiguo había desaparecido.En: In a reserved section, a rare and ancient book had disappeared.Es: Este hecho preocupaba mucho a Marina, una estudiante diligente y trabajadora de medio tiempo en la biblioteca.En: This fact worried Marina greatly, a diligent student and part-time worker at the biblioteca.Es: Marina era curiosa y buena observadora.En: Marina was curious and a keen observer.Es: Sabía que si no encontraba el libro antes que su gerente, habría problemas.En: She knew that if she didn't find the book before her manager did, there would be trouble.Es: El cierre de la universidad estaba cerca debido a unas obras que planeaban hacer en el edificio.En: The closure of the university was near due to some renovations planned for the building.Es: Decidida, Marina decidió investigar en secreto con la ayuda de su amigo Santiago.En: Determined, Marina decided to investigate secretly with the help of her friend Santiago.Es: Santiago no era un detective profesional, pero le encantaban los acertijos.En: Santiago was not a professional detective, but he loved puzzles.Es: Siempre usaba su libreta para tomar notas de las cosas interesantes que encontraba.En: He always used his notebook to take notes of the interesting things he found.Es: —Santiago, necesitamos hallar el libro antes que nadie —dijo Marina.En: —Santiago, we need to find the book before anyone else —said Marina.Es: —No te preocupes, tengo algunas ideas —respondió Santiago mientras anotaba datos en su libreta.En: —Don't worry, I have some ideas —responded Santiago while jotting down information in his notebook.Es: Juntos revisaron la sección de libros raros.En: Together, they reviewed the rare books section.Es: Observaban y analizaban cada detalle.En: They observed and analyzed every detail.Es: De repente, Marina notó que Estela, una profesora visitante, andaba por allí con frecuencia.En: Suddenly, Marina noticed that Estela, a visiting professor, was frequently around there.Es: Estela era conocida por su especial interés en los libros antiguos.En: Estela was known for her special interest in ancient books.Es: Su presencia misteriosa levantó sospechas en Marina.En: Her mysterious presence raised suspicions in Marina.Es: Esa noche, Marina y Santiago se escondieron en la biblioteca.En: That night, Marina and Santiago hid in the biblioteca.Es: Esperaron en silencio hasta que todos se fueron.En: They waited in silence until everyone left.Es: Cuando el reloj marcó las once, vieron una luz surgir del despacho de Estela.En: When the clock struck eleven, they saw a light coming from Estela's office.Es: Con cautela, se acercaron.En: With caution, they approached.Es: La puerta estaba entreabierta.En: The door was ajar.Es: Dentro, vieron a Estela sosteniendo el libro raro entre sus manos.En: Inside, they saw Estela holding the rare book in her hands.Es: —¡Estela!En: —Estela!Es: ¿Por qué lo tienes?En: Why do you have it?Es: —preguntó Marina con asombro.En: —asked Marina in astonishment.Es: Estela, sin mostrar sorpresa, explicó con calma: —El libro estaba en peligro.En: Estela, showing no surprise, calmly explained: —The book was in danger.Es: Las obras aquí podrían dañarlo.En: The renovations here could damage it.Es: Quería protegerlo.En: I wanted to protect it.Es: Marina y Santiago suspiraron aliviados.En: Marina and Santiago sighed in relief.Es: La intención de Estela no era robar, sino salvar el libro.En: Estela's intention was not to steal, but to save the book.Es: —Podemos ayudarte a encontrar un lugar seguro mientras duren las obras —sugirió Santiago.En: —We can help you find a safe place while the renovations last —suggested Santiago.Es: Al día siguiente, los tres, juntos, organizaron un nuevo espacio seguro en la biblioteca para resguardar el libro.En: The next day, the three of them, together, organized a new safe space in the biblioteca to safeguard the book.Es: Marina, más confiada y organizada, agradeció la creatividad de Santiago.En: Marina, more confident and organized, thanked Santiago's creativity.Es: Finalmente, la biblioteca y sus secretos estaban protegidos.En: Finally, the biblioteca and its secrets were protected.Es: Estela encontró en Marina y Santiago unos aliados valiosos para preservar la historia y el conocimiento.En: Estela found in Marina and Santiago valuable allies to preserve history and knowledge.Es: Y así, en el frescor de la primavera austral, la tranquilidad volvió a reinar en la universidad.En: And so, in the freshness of the southern spring, tranquility once again reigned at the university. Vocabulary Words:the library: la bibliotecathe shelf: la estanteríathe glow: el brillothe lamp: la lámparathe book: el librothe student: la estudiantethe manager: el gerentethe closure: el cierrethe renovation: la obrathe mystery: el misteriothe detective: el detectivethe puzzle: el acertijothe notebook: la libretathe detail: el detallethe presence: la presenciathe professor: la profesorathe suspicion: la sospechathe office: el despachothe surprise: el asombrothe intention: la intenciónthe ally: el aliadothe history: la historiathe knowledge: el conocimientothe space: el espaciothe secret: el secretothe tranquility: la tranquilidadthe spring: la primaverathe risk: el peligrothe caution: la cautelathe relief: el alivio

Kiama Library hosted an evening of crime recently with writers James Dunbar and Tim Ayliffe discussing their new books with Kiama author, Ryan Butta. James's previous novel Mole Creek was shortlisted in the Danger Awards, 2024 and his new psychological thriller, Twisted River, is set in Kiama. Tim's fifth novel in the John Bailey series is The Wrong Man, a tale of corruption, murder and salvation. Having spent 25 years as a journalist in Australia and overseas, Tim's novels are informed by his knowledge of espionage, extremism, politics and global power games.Recorded 7.11.25

Esha Munshi co-founded the Feather Library, a digital library that collects and documents the feathers of Indian birds. Launched in 2021, the library has high-resolution photographs of more than 100 bird species. This library is open to everyone — whether you're a researcher, birdwatcher, conservationist, or an ordinary person who came across a feather.More info and transcript at BirdNote.org.Want more BirdNote? Subscribe to our weekly newsletter. Sign up for BirdNote+ to get ad-free listening and other perks. BirdNote is a nonprofit. Your tax-deductible gift makes these shows possible.  Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

The great importance of redesigning Tier 1 instruction that ensures deeper learning for all students. The research shows huge benefits to students and their teachers including higher achievement, closure of gaps among all reporting categories of students, increased attendance, lower misbehavior, and increased teacher satisfaction and retention.Michael was last on the podcast with me in 2022, talking about student agency.Is education about teaching or developingDeveloping humans is much different than teaching studentsDevice centric development - similar to addictionEpidemic of anxiety because of screen timeBrain matter loss around the areas of the brain necessary for deep learning and deep readingLegacy system (our current system) - Around controlSomething happened at the pandemicWe put kids on computers constantlyMaldevelopment in the brain - device parentingSchool's optional is the other thing we taught with our response to the pandemicWhen you're on a device, all the human side is not developing. Most connected society ever and the most lonely society ever Teachers have been underinvested in and have a curriculum and type that is difficult to engage kidsHow to develop character, empathy, and relationships among students and their peers. How to do this at scale. You can't intervene your way to successTraditional classrooms remove autonomyUnstructured groups creates unstructured learningAbility-grouping is the worstDiscussion protocols, team members, etc. Productive Struggle - is a key element that leads to learning moving forwardToolbox of strategies given to students How to get kids unstuck without giving the answerPower of shared background knowledge Easy to conflate teaching with learningThe Baseball ExperimentBabies build brain cells fast, but they don't make neural connectionsWhat gets exercised in a brain gets developedOne factor and one factor only changes neocortex: wealth of the family. Needs productive struggle to growRigor walk on Instructional EmpowermentJust above ability levelTime is an issue - how do you teach in this way in a slower pathKids also test better if they can critically think about the informationThe more you use AI the hippocampus shrinksHow to be a transformative principal? Look at who's doing the work: teacher or student?Library for deeper learningAbout Michael Toth: Michael D. Toth (LinkedIn, X) is founder and CEO of Instructional Empowerment and leads IE's Applied Research Center. He is also the author of the multi-award-winning book The Power of Student Teams with David Sousa; author of Who Moved My Standards; and co-author with Robert Marzano of The Essentials of a Standards-Driven Classroom, School Leadership for Results, and Teacher Evaluation that Makes a Difference. Michael is a keynote speaker at conferences and coaches and mentors superintendents on creating a bold instructional vision, designing and launching a high-functioning cabinet team, transforming Tier 1 core instruction, and leading systems-based school advancement. Throughout Michael's career, he has been privileged to collaborate with some of the top researchers and thinkers in education. His past key roles include CEO of Learning Sciences International (LSI), President of the National Center for the Profession of Teaching, and University Faculty Grant Director for research and development grants. LinkedLeaders: You need support. Get just-in-time mentoring at LinkedLeaders.comWe're thrilled to be sponsored by IXL. IXL's comprehensive teaching and learning platform for math, language arts, science, and social studies is accelerating achievement in 95 of the top 100 U.S. school districts. Loved by teachers and backed by independent research from Johns Hopkins University, IXL can help you do the following and more:Simplify and streamline technologySave teachers' timeReliably meet Tier 1 standardsImprove student performance on state assessments

Please hit subscribe and tell a friend about the show. Click here to go to our Facebook page. https://www.facebook.com/222paranormal Click here to see Jen's book. https://a.co/d/1aHBwyY  Click here to see Joe's book. https://a.co/d/fMkKiqK  Click here for great prices on clothing. https://poshmark.com/closet/happie22    In this enlightening episode of the *222 Paranormal Podcast*, we invite listeners on a journey into one of the most mysterious and spiritually profound concepts in metaphysical lore: **the Akashic Records**. Often described as the "cosmic library" or "universal database" containing the energetic imprint of every soul's thoughts, actions, emotions, and experiences across lifetimes, the Akashic Records have fascinated mystics, psychics, philosophers, and truth-seekers for centuries. We explore the origins of the Akashic Records, tracing the idea back to ancient Eastern traditions. The Sanskrit word "Akasha," meaning "ether" or "sky," forms the foundation of this spiritual concept: a realm where all information—past, present, and potential future—exists beyond the physical world. Theosophists in the 19th and early 20th centuries expanded the idea, suggesting that gifted individuals could access this dimension to gain knowledge far beyond normal human understanding. Throughout the episode, we dive into what the Akashic Records allegedly contain. Many believers say that every soul has its own "record," documenting past lives, soul contracts, karmic lessons, unresolved traumas, spiritual gifts, and even future possibilities. We examine how modern practitioners claim to access these records using meditation, altered states of consciousness, or guided visualization. Are these practitioners tapping into a higher spiritual plane—or reaching deep into their subconscious mind? As always, we present the phenomena from both mystical and skeptical viewpoints, giving listeners the space to draw their own conclusions. We also share compelling stories and reported encounters from individuals who say they have accessed their records. Some describe receiving healing messages, seeing vivid scenes from past lives, or feeling overwhelming waves of peace and understanding. Others report encountering guides, ancestors, or beings of light who help interpret what they see. These accounts raise intriguing questions: Are these genuine spiritual experiences, symbolic visions, or manifestations of the psyche? From a paranormal perspective, the Akashic Records intersect with many themes we've covered on the podcast—past-life memories, near-death experiences, mediumship, psychic awakening, and the concept of a collective consciousness. We explore how these ideas may connect and whether the Records could serve as the mechanism behind mysterious human experiences such as déjà vu, profound intuition, or sudden unexplainable knowledge. As always, we bring the conversation home with thought-provoking analysis. Could the Akashic Records be real? If they exist, what does that mean about the nature of reality, the soul, and the interconnectedness of all living beings? And if they are simply metaphorical or psychological, why do so many people across cultures feel drawn to this idea? A Basic Method for Accessing the Akashic Records 1. Set a Clear Intention The Akashic tradition teaches that your intention is your key. Before you begin, sit quietly and think about why you want to access the Records. Examples: "I want clarity about my purpose." "I want insight into past patterns." "I am seeking healing or guidance." Say your intention silently or out loud. This focuses your awareness on a higher state of consciousness. 2. Create a Calm Environment Find a quiet place where you won't be disturbed. Dim lights, sit comfortably, and take several deep breaths. Your mind should feel calm but alert. Some people like to: Light a candle Play soft ambient or meditation music Hold a crystal or object that helps them focus Not required—just personal preference. 3. Ground Your Energy Take 5–10 slow breaths. Imagine your breath dropping down into your body, relaxing your feet, legs, torso, arms, and head. Some visualize roots growing from their feet into the earth. This helps stabilize your energy before trying to reach upward. 4. Use a Gateway Meditation Here is a simple visualization: Close your eyes. Imagine a beautiful staircase or pathway leading upward. At the top is a door or bright energetic field. This symbolizes the entrance to the Records. Walk toward the door slowly in your mind. When you reach it, imagine a librarian, guide, or guardian greeting you. Ask silently: "May I access my Akashic Records?" If the answer feels like a yes (calm, open, expanding feeling), proceed. If it feels like a no (tension, discomfort), stop and try another day. 5. Ask a Clear Question Once "inside," hold your intention and ask one question at a time. Examples: "What soul lesson am I learning right now?" "What pattern should I release?" "What is my next step for growth?" "What past life influences my present challenge?" Pay attention to what comes through: Images Words Feelings Memories Sudden realizations The Records rarely appear like a literal library—most people receive symbolic or intuitive impressions. 6. Receive Without Judgment Don't force anything. If nothing happens at first, that's normal. Many people need practice. If something does come through, simply observe: What emotion accompanies it? Does it feel wise, peaceful, or expansive? Does it help you understand your life better? This is the core of the experience. 7. Thank the Records and Close the Door Before ending, always close respectfully. Visualize the Records fading or the door gently closing. Take a few breaths and ground yourself again. This helps prevent lingering emotional or energetic openness. A Few Helpful Tips Consistency matters—people improve with repeated sessions. Keep a journal to track what you experience. Never attempt a session while emotional, tired, or unfocused. Treat the Records like a sacred or deep psychological space. Join us for a deep and fascinating discussion as we open the metaphorical doors to the universe's library—exploring the mysteries, myths, and possible truths behind the Akashic Records. Get ready for an episode packed with insight, curiosity, and the paranormal wonder you expect from the *222 Paranormal Podcast*. Welcome to the 222 Paranormal Podcast, your gateway to the captivating world of the supernatural. Immerse yourself in our expertly crafted episodes, where we delve deep into a wide range of paranormal phenomena, including ghostly hauntings, cryptid sightings, and unexplained mysteries that defy logic. Each episode is meticulously researched and features engaging discussions with leading experts, seasoned ghost hunters, and renowned paranormal investigators. We cover the latest advancements in ghost hunting technology, offer practical tips for both amateur and experienced investigators, and review essential equipment for your paranormal adventures. Our podcast also explores the rich history of haunted locations, sharing true stories and firsthand accounts that will send chills down your spine. Whether you're a die-hard fan of the paranormal or just curious about the unknown, our content is designed to entertain, inform, and ignite your imagination. Stay tuned as we uncover secrets from the most haunted places around the world and analyze the most intriguing supernatural events. 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Mrs. Bateman's Cougar Club: Part 2 The Women of '77 Changed My Life. Based on a post by Sel Wync Dog. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Discrete Services. "Wait; Mrs. Bateman; she paid to have sex with me?" "Yes, Todd." "I don't believe it; She's beautiful, I'd have fucked her for free! Any guy would!" "True, but she's married and discretion is of vital importance. That is half of what she's paying for. A great fuck is the other half. And she said it was worth every penny. In fact she wants to come back next Friday, same time." As I stood there trying to come to grips with this revelation, Mrs. Bateman knelt on the bed, her face pressed into the wet sheets. She inhaled the scent and moaned. I glanced over and saw far enough under her skirt to see she was wearing thigh high stockings rather than pantyhose. I stepped closer and lifted her skirt. She was panty-less. I touched her pussy and found she was very wet. Management Appreciation. "God, Mrs. Bateman, your pussy is soaking wet! Would you like me to fuck it?" I said playfully. "Would you, Todd? That would be so nice." I fucked her from behind as she cooed encouragement. "Oh, that's so good Todd. You have such a big cock. You really are such a nice boy. Yes, just like that. Fuck me, Todd, fuck me good. Oh yes." Despite the vigorous sex with Diane, I had no trouble getting stiff for my mentor, which is what I realized she was. And I was thoroughly enjoying fucking her. Holding her hips and thrusting into her was nice and I could watch my cock sliding in and out. I could see her pussy stretching to accept my cock and when I pulled back, it was covered in her wetness. "Spank me, Todd." "What?" "Spank me!" she said more forcefully. "Spank my ass with your palm." I did and she swore. "Harder!" I smacked her and she yelped. "Yes! That's it! Again! Yes! Not too hard and not too often, okay? You start with a small, light smack and wait to see if she likes it. God, you feel good. Okay, slow it down a bit. That's it, that's it; Yes; Now, I want you to pull out and then press it in slowly. Oh yes, just like that. No, don't shove it in, just ease the tip in; and out; and in...Oh yes, that good. Keep that up for a bit." This felt incredible! The sensation of repeated penetration was amazing but the stimulation was going to make me cum. "I'm going to cum, Mrs. Bateman!" She turned and faced me, grabbing my cock and thrusting it into her mouth and her hands stroked and caressed me. I shot my load into her mouth as she locked her eyes with mine. It was wild, cumming as I stared into her eyes. This time when she'd drained me, she leaned back a bit lifting and cradling her tits. She opened her mouth. Cum flowed over her lips, down her chin, and dripped onto her tits. As I watched she played with it. She ran her fingers through it and then rubbed it into her skin like lotion. And she was smiling wickedly the whole time. We showered, put on robes, and had dinner. Later I changed and went home to await Mom's nightly check-in. After that, I returned to Mrs. Bateman's and we slept in her bed. No sex, just cuddling, kissing, and talking. And it was wonderful. The next morning I awoke with my typical morning woodie and my first thought was to try and fuck the woman sleeping next to me. However she had other ideas and gave me my first titty-fuck. She sucked my cock a bit, licked it up and down, then wrapped her titties around it and stroked. It was fun. Then she laid down and I straddled her, placing my cock between her tits which she then pressed together. As I thrust back and forth she giggled and encouraged me. In a few minutes I came. She grasped my cock, closed her eyes, and directed my spurts of cum to completely cover her face. She then rubbed it around and even licked and swallowed some. She forced her eyes open and stumbled to the dresser mirror. Looking at her image she laughed. "God, that's a lot of cum!" she giggled. "It's weird I know, but I love it so!" She washed her face and shooed me off. A little later as we ate breakfast she said, "You and I are not fucking today. You need to rest up for this evening." "Why?" Sue's Asian Erotics. "You have another client coming over." "Oh?" I said, my eyebrows raising. That afternoon I went to service the Caddy and when I returned there was another car there. I went in, they were again sitting in the living room. "Good! You're here, come on in," she gestured at the other woman, "This is Sue." I noticed she did not elaborate, no last name given. "Sue, this is Todd." Sue looked at me and smiled, "Hello Todd." I smiled, "Hello." Sue was Japanese and it was difficult to guess her age but she had to be in her late thirties or early forties. She was pretty and wore her black hair long and gathered in the back. She had a nice smile and her dark eyes were obviously sizing me up. It felt awkward. Finally she stood and approached me. I stood still as she circled me, one hand gently gliding across my chest, then my back. Sue was probably 5'3". She had a rather petite figure but possessed an air of sophistication and authority. She was wearing a dark blue dress. "Yes, I believe he'll do." she said, then paused and looked at me again. "He understands what; is required? This is all discrete of course;" "Of course," Mrs. Bateman replied and fixed me with an icy stare. "He has far too much to lose." Sue nodded and headed for the stairs. Mrs. Bateman put her arm around me and kissed my neck. "Okay Todd, this is going to be a little different. Sue has fantasies. Many women do. Her's is being taken. Not raped, but you must use a little force to overcome her reluctance. Nothing brutal or violent. She will resist a little and you press on, ignoring it. But if she says 'No' or 'Stop', by god you'd better stop immediately. Do you understand?" "Yeah, I think so. She wants to pretend to resist but really wants it." "Yes." Nervously I went upstairs and knocked on the guest room door. It opened and I stepped in. Sue closed the door behind me and I heard it lock. She had removed the dress and draped it across the chair. Now she wore a small silky white camisole and panties (I would later learn they were called tap panties and resembled running shorts). She said nothing but walked slowly around and climbed onto the bed. Nervously, I began to strip. It wasn't until I was naked and turned to face that she spoke. "Olivia was right! You are big!" she said as she reached out to grasp my swelling cock. I moaned as she squeezed and tugged gently. She rose onto her knees and we kissed. She moved her head from side to side and her kisses grew more intense. I slipped my hands under her camisole but she pushed them away. "Not yet!" "Okay, no rush." I said and she backed away. "You know what to do? What I want?" "Yes, Mrs. Bateman explained." She closed her eyes and was quiet for a moment. Then she took a deep breath and nodded. "Okay, begin." I rose from the bed and walked towards her. Sue turned and faced the wall. I reached out and gripped her shoulders, she flinched and said something in Japanese. I pulled her to me and she resisted. I wrapped my arms about her and kissed her neck. Sue repeated the word, it sounded like 'bango', but short and harsh. I began to slide my hands down and around her waist, she kept her arms clenched tightly over her chest. I kissed the other side of her neck and my kisses slowly climbed up into her hair, behind her ear. I whispered. "I want you; you are so beautiful; give yourself to me, please;" Sue muttered something I couldn't understand. I slid my hands around, onto her belly, my left moved up, under her camisole until her arms stopped me just below her breasts. My right then slid down into her panties. She said something like "Shinaide kudasai;" and tried to pull away. I leaned into her and pressed her against the wall. My hand had reached her mound and I felt her fur. Sue dropped one hand to grasp my wrist. My left hand slid up until it cupped her right breast. It was small but firm and she gasped. I pushed further with my right hand and my fingers found and explored her folds. She whimpered and mumbled words I couldn't make out. I continued to kiss her neck and ear. I continued to gently rub her pussy but didn't try to penetrate her for another minute or two. Slipping my hands free I grasped her shoulders and spun her around. I held her head in both hands and kissed her. She resisted, but only after a moment, turning her head. I then kissed that side of her face, her neck and shoulder. Her chin rose as she mumbled something at the ceiling. I kissed her exposed throat and she seemed to tremble a little. I kissed further down her throat to her chest, as far as the camisole . My hand sliding down to her waist, over her hips and onto her thighs.     Then, very slowly, my kisses rose upwards to her throat and mouth. This time when I kissed her lips she didn't resist. She didn't participate in the kiss, she merely allowed it. My hands, as they rose from her hips slid under her camisole and it lifted. She tried to back away but was against the wall. As my hands reached her armpits I lifted her arms over her head, the camisole following, her breasts exposed as the silk covered her face. Sue was petite and her breasts were small but firm. Her nipples seemed abnormally large in comparison and were stiff and erect in the center of small, dark red areola. I lowered my head and covered them in kisses. Sue continued to mutter in Japanese as I held her arms up. My kisses then roamed higher, up her throat. I kissed her mouth again, shielded by the silk. This time she hesitated then participated in the kiss, her lips moving with mine. I began to slide my hands higher carrying the camisole over her head ever so slowly. I stopped with the silk covering her eyes but our lips met. The kiss was longer and deeper and ever so slowly she seemed to yield more and more. I now had a raging hard on and wanted her badly. I lifted the camisole higher and she pulled her arms free, immediately covering her breasts. I scooped her up and spun, dropping her on the bed. Before she could react, I grabbed her panties and pulled them down and off. She clamped her legs together with one hand over her pussy, the other arm over her breasts. Sue was pleading in Japanese as I grasped her knees and forced her legs open. I peeled her hand away and kissed her dark furred mound, then nuzzled my way down to her wet folds. And Sue was wet. Very wet. As my tongue worked its way in between her lips to lap her juices, Sue moaned loudly. I forced myself to slow down and remember my lessons. I focused on exploring her pussy, ignoring her clitoris. I licked her slit from bottom to top and teased her by trying to thrust my tongue into her. Sue had one hand on my head as if to push me away, though she didn't try very hard. She continued to mutter and mumble and even squeeze with her legs as I caressed her thighs and hips. Finally she ceased altogether as I brought her clitoris into play. Her moans grew louder and her hips started rocking. I waited until she seemed really close and then started sucking on her clit, and flicking it rapidly with the tip of my tongue. Sue started babbling and pawing at my head with both hands. Then her legs began to tremble and quiver, she thrust her hips upwards and cried out. "Hai! Hai! Hai! Ah!" She tensed up, her body rigid yet her muscles trembling, then collapsed. Seizing the opportunity I grabbed my cock and pressed the tip between her lips. Sue's eyes flew open. "Dame, dame, dame!" she begged. I thrust into her and we both cried out. Damn she was tight. Soaking wet but tight. I pulled back and thrust again. Again Sue cried out, I pulled back and thrust again and again and again as she cried and squeezed her breasts. As I thrust faster and faster she panted, the first words in English since we started. "Too much! Oh god! Too much, too much! Oh god!" I was afraid she was about to stop me but she didn't. Instead she grasped my right hand and placed it on her throat. I didn't expect this and, confused, I slowed down. Sure reached up and grabbed me by the throat with both hands. "Fuck me!" she whispered then uttered a stream of harsh sounding Japanese. Okay, well if this is what she wants; I thrust harder and faster and her grip weakened and then failed. I forcibly kissed her without any reaction from her. I was pounding her pussy and she was wailing and crying. She didn't say anything but suddenly I felt her body stiffen and her pussy spasmed around my cock. It was like a fist was squeezing it. I exploded, my cum spurting out and filling her. After what seemed ages, she went limp. I sat up and as I pulled out, a flood of cum flowed out and down. I watched it for a moment then lay down next to her. After a few minutes she stirred. Her hands explored her body, down to her pussy. She rolled to face me. Scooting close she whispered in my ear. "That was incredible; But I have one more favor to ask." "What's that?" "To conclude my fantasy, I need you to bathe with me." Okay... The guest bedroom we were using had its own full bath which included a big tub. Sue and I bathed together and even fucked again, albeit nice and slow. She dressed and then paused at the door. Turning she cupped my face in her hand. "This; was very important to me. I cannot explain why. Just know you have pleased me. Greatly. I will not be back; but I am happy to have had this; affair. Goodbye Todd." She handed me a thick envelope and left. I waited a minute and then dressed and went downstairs. Mrs. Bateman was sitting at the kitchen table. "She said you were perfect. She said she was happy, satisfied and sore." "What was all that about?" I asked. "I believe she was exorcising a demon from her past." Mrs. Bateman replied. "Something she wanted to revisit." "Well it sure was different." "Tell me everything, Todd, and while you do I'll fix you some dinner." Later I dashed home for Mom's 9PM call and then went back to Mrs. Bateman's. We slept together but didn't fuck. She did end up giving me a great blow job before I fell asleep. Mammary Mary. The next couple of days were spent working on her rent house for a few hours and then after dinner, fucking. She showed me new positions and taught me different techniques. We also worked on my foreplay and oral skills. My next client came on Wednesday. I was introduced to an older woman named Mary. She looked me over and, nodding, handed an envelope to Mrs. Bateman. Instead of preceding me up to the room, she took me by the hand and led me upstairs. Mary was older than anyone I had considered having sex with. She was easily fifty or fifty five. But when she dropped her dress I saw only a very sexy woman. Mary stood 5'7" in her high heels, had dark brown hair and brown eyes and an amazing figure. She stood there facing me in black stockings, panties, garter belt and bra. As she strutted across the room to me her eyes never left mine. I felt like she was stalking me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. The first kiss was about five or six seconds, the second was much longer and open mouthed. Then came tongue, but not closed mouthed French kissing. Rather it was open mouthed, her tongue teasing and enticing, dancing just out of reach. She laughed and reached down to rub my crotch. Grabbing my belt she pulled me to the bed. Mary sat and unfastened my belt and jeans then tugged them down, along with my underwear. She toyed with my swelling cock, looked up at me and smiled. She paused to remove her bra. Her tits were probably D cups but sagged, her nipples pointing downward more. Her areola were so pale they were almost invisible but her nipples were nice and long. She still said nothing at all but started stroking my cock. She had magic hands. I'd never felt anyone milk my cock like she was. Mary had a technique that was incredible and in no time I was ready to cum. I warned her that I was close, but she just smiled. "Come on then! Give it to me! Give it to me!" I grunted and came, spurting rope after rope of cum onto her chest and tits. Mary continued to milk my cock until the last drop was deposited on her skin. She stood up and stepped over to the mirror on the dresser. She stood there, admiring her image and smiling for a moment then did something totally surprising. She reached into her bag and pulled out a camera. I recognized it as a Rolleiflex. "Do you know what this is?" she asked. "Yes, my Dad has one." "Do you know how to use it?" "Sure;" "Good," she handed it to me. "Take a few pictures of my spunk covered titties." I opened the camera, took a couple, then suggested she lie on the bed and adjusted the lamp to a better angle and took a few more. She then began to run her fingers through the cum, and told me to take more pictures as she played with it. Finally she pulled her panties off and had me take a couple of photos of her pussy. Now her pussy was crowned with short, dark hair but her pussy itself was almost bare, covered only by a little fuzz and her lips were long and dark. I took a few photos and tried to get really close, but the camera wouldn't focus really close. She sat up and took the camera and placed it back in her bag. She turned and pointed to the bed. I laid down and she squatted and sat on my face, gripping the headboard. I tasted her, she wasn't as sweet as Diane but okay. I went to work and as I did she proceeded to hum. Soon she was rocking her hips a bit, then more and more. She was at last producing a fair quantity of fluids and paused to finger herself.     Satisfied, she scooted down until she was over my cock, grasped it and inserted it. She short-stroked a few times until everything was good and wet and then started taking it all the way in long, slow strokes. She seemed to really like it slow and, well, what the heck? It was sex after all. So what if she was older with weird habits and tastes? I relaxed and savored the feeling of her slow ride as I caressed and squeezed her tits. "You have such a nice cock, Todd," she said and sighed as she took it all. "So nice. You like my titties? Everyone does. Go ahead and suck on them, suck hard, I don't mind. In fact I want you to suck on them till it hurts. Yes; now the other one; oh; yes; Would it shock you to know that I like it rough? That I like a little pain?" As I sucked on her tit I spanked her. Mary yelped then grinned. "Yes, please!" "Harder;" Smack. "Harder!" Whack! "Yes!" Whack! "More! Please!" Whack! Acting on impulse I grabbed her hips and rocked her forward onto her knees. With her weight off of me I started driving my cock in and out of her faster and faster. Mary's voice rose an octave or two. "Ah!" As I fucked her, my hands were squeezing her ass and I felt her puckered asshole beneath my middle finger. I pushed on it. "Oh My God! Yes! Yes! Do It!" she cried out. I pushed harder and the tip of my finger penetrated her to my first knuckle. "Oh! Oh god, oh god, oh god;" she moaned. "Spank me! Bite me! Fuck me!" I sucked as much of her tit into my mouth as possible and bit down, albeit lightly, just enough for her to feel my teeth, as I spanked her with my left hand. She yelped and jerked and my finger slid in up to the second knuckle. I could feel my dick sliding in and out I pressed down towards it. ""Oh God! Gah!" she screamed and climaxed. Her body shook and tears filled her eyes. Soon she collapsed on top of me and sobbed. A few minutes passed and she regained her composure. My cock had slipped from her and slowly she rolled off and lay next to me. I rose on one elbow and brushed the hair from her face. "Are you okay?" I asked. Her mascara was streaked and her eyes were red. She sniffed and smiled. "Yes." She sighed and then took a deep breath. "I suppose I owe you an explanation;" "No. Not at all." I answered. "I want to please you and that means doing whatever you want." Mary stared at me as if I had grown horns or turned blue. She blinked a few times and shook her head. "I don't believe it. I-I thought you wanted to fuck and cum like all young guys. No one has ever been focused on me, on my wants. That's why I decided to hire a lover. But I still expected you to want to finish;" "Oh, I do. If you want to, that is. But if you get dressed and leave right now, that's okay too. I won't starve for sex." Mary smiled and touched my cock. "No, I don't suppose you would." She snuggled in close and was quiet for a minute. "Todd, if you're really telling the truth about pleasing me; Well, there is something I want to do." "Okay; What is it?" Mary got up and rummaged in her bag. She came back to the bed with her camera and a bottle of lube. "I want you to take a photo of my pussy with your cock in it." "Um; okay." "I have my own darkroom and develop all my photos myself. These photos allow me to uh; pleasure myself when I'm without a lover." Mary laid down and I played with her pussy. She encouraged me to use some lube and it did help. Then after fucking her for a minute or two, I sat up and took the photos as she'd instructed. A few with my cock all the way in, a few with it barely in, and a few with it out, just touching her lips. Mary took the camera and set it aside. She caressed and squeezed her breasts, smiling at me. "Okay, dear boy, you've been so patient and understanding. I owe you a good time. I want you to fuck me, any way you want, just as long as you cum. I want to feel you cum deep inside me, filling me with your hot spunk!" I grinned and leaned forward and picked up speed. Mary was kissing me and encouraging me. "Oh that's so good! Yes! Oh god, what a good fuck! Go on Todd, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" I kissed her then whispered in her ear, "Do you like it? Is it good?" "Yes!" she responded. "Are you going to climax again?" "I; I don't know;" "I want you to climax again. I want to feel you climax as I fuck you." She was quiet for a moment. "Mary, you said everyone loves your titties;" "Yes!" "Do you?" "Yes!" "Show me. Suck on them!" I rose up as she gathered her titties and began to suck on first one and then the other. I grabbed her ankles and held them up as I thrust in and out. I watched her suck and squeeze them and felt myself getting close. I drove my cock in deep and hard and held it as I came. Confined as it was, my cock struggled to spurt forth its load. With the thrust and first spurt Mary gasped. "Oh god! I'm cumming!" We stared into each other's eyes as we climaxed. It was amazing. When I'd finished and got up, Mary lay there for a minute. When she finally sat up she was smiling. "That was great, Todd." she touched my cheek gently. "You are really an amazing young man and a great lover." She stood and walked into the bathroom. "Can I see you again?" she asked, turning to face me. I looked her over. "Maybe;" I said grinning. "Answer a few questions first." Mary stepped into the bedroom and stood facing me. "Okay." "How old are you?" "Fifty-six." "What is your bra size?" "Thirty-six double D." "Did you really like it when I fingered your ass?" "Yes, absolutely. It was wild, out of bounds, scary and exciting all at once." "Mrs. Bateman says that some women like to have anal sex, especially when on their monthly; Have you tried it?" Mary bit her lip. "No; but I've thought about it." "You want to try?" "Now?" "Sure! Why not?" Mary bit her lip and shook her head. "No; I don't think I could take it. Maybe someday, but not right now." "Okay, fair enough. One last question." "Really? Oh, okay." "What do you want to do next time?" "Oh! You!" she exclaimed and threw herself on me. Mary held me down and smothered me with kisses and smashed her big titties in my face. Then she got up and went into the bathroom. I really, really needed to pee and decided to slip on my clothes and go to the master bedroom and bath. When I'd finished, Mary had gone. Mrs. Bateman handed me the envelope. I tore it open. Two hundred and fifty dollars. Holy cow! "She said you were incredible. She wants to come back in two weeks and said you'd earned a tip." Mrs. Bateman handed me another one-hundred dollar bill and kissed me. "I am proud of you Todd. You are becoming a great lover for one so new at it all. Now, I'll bet you have worked up an appetite. Come to the kitchen and tell me all about it while I fix you a steak." Sadly though, my parents returned from their vacation and although I was able to find ways to meet my clients, it became very awkward at home. Dad was clueless but I think Mom suspected something was going on. But by the end of that summer I had been able to make love to seven different women, five of them multiple times. I reluctantly packed my bags and went off to college. I settled into the dorm life and tried to focus on adjusting to this new life and new challenges. Classes were not as bad as I'd feared and the only real issue was my roommate. I just didn't like having a roommate at all. Due to my wild summer, I didn't feel the need to chase girls, and that allowed me to relax. For a while. One evening in early December, as I was walking from the Library to my dorm, I saw a brown '73 Caddie, Coupe de Ville idling in the parking lot. As I neared, the door opened and Mrs. Bateman got out. I met her and she hugged and kissed me. "What are you doing here?" I asked. "Well two things, first my bed is empty and my pussy is lonely. I want you, Todd. I want you to fuck me all night long; and leave me exhausted, and sore." "I would love that, but I can't take you into my dorm;" "That's why I rented a hotel room." she replied. "Okay, let's go!" I said eagerly. We got in her car; and as she drove, I asked, "What was the second reason for your coming out here?" Mrs. Bateman grinned. "Well, I am trading my home for a nice big house out here. I haven't moved yet, but when I do, I was wondering if you would like to set up a room there?" I smiled. "Well, I might set up a room to entertain guests, but I'd rather spend most of my time in the Master Bedroom." Mrs. Bateman grinned evilly at me. "I was hoping you'd say that. I'd also like for you to call me Olivia." Based on a post by Sel Wync Dog, for Literotica

Mrs. Bateman's Cougar Club: Part 2 The Women of '77 Changed My Life. Based on a post by Sel Wync Dog. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Discrete Services. "Wait; Mrs. Bateman; she paid to have sex with me?" "Yes, Todd." "I don't believe it; She's beautiful, I'd have fucked her for free! Any guy would!" "True, but she's married and discretion is of vital importance. That is half of what she's paying for. A great fuck is the other half. And she said it was worth every penny. In fact she wants to come back next Friday, same time." As I stood there trying to come to grips with this revelation, Mrs. Bateman knelt on the bed, her face pressed into the wet sheets. She inhaled the scent and moaned. I glanced over and saw far enough under her skirt to see she was wearing thigh high stockings rather than pantyhose. I stepped closer and lifted her skirt. She was panty-less. I touched her pussy and found she was very wet. Management Appreciation. "God, Mrs. Bateman, your pussy is soaking wet! Would you like me to fuck it?" I said playfully. "Would you, Todd? That would be so nice." I fucked her from behind as she cooed encouragement. "Oh, that's so good Todd. You have such a big cock. You really are such a nice boy. Yes, just like that. Fuck me, Todd, fuck me good. Oh yes." Despite the vigorous sex with Diane, I had no trouble getting stiff for my mentor, which is what I realized she was. And I was thoroughly enjoying fucking her. Holding her hips and thrusting into her was nice and I could watch my cock sliding in and out. I could see her pussy stretching to accept my cock and when I pulled back, it was covered in her wetness. "Spank me, Todd." "What?" "Spank me!" she said more forcefully. "Spank my ass with your palm." I did and she swore. "Harder!" I smacked her and she yelped. "Yes! That's it! Again! Yes! Not too hard and not too often, okay? You start with a small, light smack and wait to see if she likes it. God, you feel good. Okay, slow it down a bit. That's it, that's it; Yes; Now, I want you to pull out and then press it in slowly. Oh yes, just like that. No, don't shove it in, just ease the tip in; and out; and in...Oh yes, that good. Keep that up for a bit." This felt incredible! The sensation of repeated penetration was amazing but the stimulation was going to make me cum. "I'm going to cum, Mrs. Bateman!" She turned and faced me, grabbing my cock and thrusting it into her mouth and her hands stroked and caressed me. I shot my load into her mouth as she locked her eyes with mine. It was wild, cumming as I stared into her eyes. This time when she'd drained me, she leaned back a bit lifting and cradling her tits. She opened her mouth. Cum flowed over her lips, down her chin, and dripped onto her tits. As I watched she played with it. She ran her fingers through it and then rubbed it into her skin like lotion. And she was smiling wickedly the whole time. We showered, put on robes, and had dinner. Later I changed and went home to await Mom's nightly check-in. After that, I returned to Mrs. Bateman's and we slept in her bed. No sex, just cuddling, kissing, and talking. And it was wonderful. The next morning I awoke with my typical morning woodie and my first thought was to try and fuck the woman sleeping next to me. However she had other ideas and gave me my first titty-fuck. She sucked my cock a bit, licked it up and down, then wrapped her titties around it and stroked. It was fun. Then she laid down and I straddled her, placing my cock between her tits which she then pressed together. As I thrust back and forth she giggled and encouraged me. In a few minutes I came. She grasped my cock, closed her eyes, and directed my spurts of cum to completely cover her face. She then rubbed it around and even licked and swallowed some. She forced her eyes open and stumbled to the dresser mirror. Looking at her image she laughed. "God, that's a lot of cum!" she giggled. "It's weird I know, but I love it so!" She washed her face and shooed me off. A little later as we ate breakfast she said, "You and I are not fucking today. You need to rest up for this evening." "Why?" Sue's Asian Erotics. "You have another client coming over." "Oh?" I said, my eyebrows raising. That afternoon I went to service the Caddy and when I returned there was another car there. I went in, they were again sitting in the living room. "Good! You're here, come on in," she gestured at the other woman, "This is Sue." I noticed she did not elaborate, no last name given. "Sue, this is Todd." Sue looked at me and smiled, "Hello Todd." I smiled, "Hello." Sue was Japanese and it was difficult to guess her age but she had to be in her late thirties or early forties. She was pretty and wore her black hair long and gathered in the back. She had a nice smile and her dark eyes were obviously sizing me up. It felt awkward. Finally she stood and approached me. I stood still as she circled me, one hand gently gliding across my chest, then my back. Sue was probably 5'3". She had a rather petite figure but possessed an air of sophistication and authority. She was wearing a dark blue dress. "Yes, I believe he'll do." she said, then paused and looked at me again. "He understands what; is required? This is all discrete of course;" "Of course," Mrs. Bateman replied and fixed me with an icy stare. "He has far too much to lose." Sue nodded and headed for the stairs. Mrs. Bateman put her arm around me and kissed my neck. "Okay Todd, this is going to be a little different. Sue has fantasies. Many women do. Her's is being taken. Not raped, but you must use a little force to overcome her reluctance. Nothing brutal or violent. She will resist a little and you press on, ignoring it. But if she says 'No' or 'Stop', by god you'd better stop immediately. Do you understand?" "Yeah, I think so. She wants to pretend to resist but really wants it." "Yes." Nervously I went upstairs and knocked on the guest room door. It opened and I stepped in. Sue closed the door behind me and I heard it lock. She had removed the dress and draped it across the chair. Now she wore a small silky white camisole and panties (I would later learn they were called tap panties and resembled running shorts). She said nothing but walked slowly around and climbed onto the bed. Nervously, I began to strip. It wasn't until I was naked and turned to face that she spoke. "Olivia was right! You are big!" she said as she reached out to grasp my swelling cock. I moaned as she squeezed and tugged gently. She rose onto her knees and we kissed. She moved her head from side to side and her kisses grew more intense. I slipped my hands under her camisole but she pushed them away. "Not yet!" "Okay, no rush." I said and she backed away. "You know what to do? What I want?" "Yes, Mrs. Bateman explained." She closed her eyes and was quiet for a moment. Then she took a deep breath and nodded. "Okay, begin." I rose from the bed and walked towards her. Sue turned and faced the wall. I reached out and gripped her shoulders, she flinched and said something in Japanese. I pulled her to me and she resisted. I wrapped my arms about her and kissed her neck. Sue repeated the word, it sounded like 'bango', but short and harsh. I began to slide my hands down and around her waist, she kept her arms clenched tightly over her chest. I kissed the other side of her neck and my kisses slowly climbed up into her hair, behind her ear. I whispered. "I want you; you are so beautiful; give yourself to me, please;" Sue muttered something I couldn't understand. I slid my hands around, onto her belly, my left moved up, under her camisole until her arms stopped me just below her breasts. My right then slid down into her panties. She said something like "Shinaide kudasai;" and tried to pull away. I leaned into her and pressed her against the wall. My hand had reached her mound and I felt her fur. Sue dropped one hand to grasp my wrist. My left hand slid up until it cupped her right breast. It was small but firm and she gasped. I pushed further with my right hand and my fingers found and explored her folds. She whimpered and mumbled words I couldn't make out. I continued to kiss her neck and ear. I continued to gently rub her pussy but didn't try to penetrate her for another minute or two. Slipping my hands free I grasped her shoulders and spun her around. I held her head in both hands and kissed her. She resisted, but only after a moment, turning her head. I then kissed that side of her face, her neck and shoulder. Her chin rose as she mumbled something at the ceiling. I kissed her exposed throat and she seemed to tremble a little. I kissed further down her throat to her chest, as far as the camisole . My hand sliding down to her waist, over her hips and onto her thighs.     Then, very slowly, my kisses rose upwards to her throat and mouth. This time when I kissed her lips she didn't resist. She didn't participate in the kiss, she merely allowed it. My hands, as they rose from her hips slid under her camisole and it lifted. She tried to back away but was against the wall. As my hands reached her armpits I lifted her arms over her head, the camisole following, her breasts exposed as the silk covered her face. Sue was petite and her breasts were small but firm. Her nipples seemed abnormally large in comparison and were stiff and erect in the center of small, dark red areola. I lowered my head and covered them in kisses. Sue continued to mutter in Japanese as I held her arms up. My kisses then roamed higher, up her throat. I kissed her mouth again, shielded by the silk. This time she hesitated then participated in the kiss, her lips moving with mine. I began to slide my hands higher carrying the camisole over her head ever so slowly. I stopped with the silk covering her eyes but our lips met. The kiss was longer and deeper and ever so slowly she seemed to yield more and more. I now had a raging hard on and wanted her badly. I lifted the camisole higher and she pulled her arms free, immediately covering her breasts. I scooped her up and spun, dropping her on the bed. Before she could react, I grabbed her panties and pulled them down and off. She clamped her legs together with one hand over her pussy, the other arm over her breasts. Sue was pleading in Japanese as I grasped her knees and forced her legs open. I peeled her hand away and kissed her dark furred mound, then nuzzled my way down to her wet folds. And Sue was wet. Very wet. As my tongue worked its way in between her lips to lap her juices, Sue moaned loudly. I forced myself to slow down and remember my lessons. I focused on exploring her pussy, ignoring her clitoris. I licked her slit from bottom to top and teased her by trying to thrust my tongue into her. Sue had one hand on my head as if to push me away, though she didn't try very hard. She continued to mutter and mumble and even squeeze with her legs as I caressed her thighs and hips. Finally she ceased altogether as I brought her clitoris into play. Her moans grew louder and her hips started rocking. I waited until she seemed really close and then started sucking on her clit, and flicking it rapidly with the tip of my tongue. Sue started babbling and pawing at my head with both hands. Then her legs began to tremble and quiver, she thrust her hips upwards and cried out. "Hai! Hai! Hai! Ah!" She tensed up, her body rigid yet her muscles trembling, then collapsed. Seizing the opportunity I grabbed my cock and pressed the tip between her lips. Sue's eyes flew open. "Dame, dame, dame!" she begged. I thrust into her and we both cried out. Damn she was tight. Soaking wet but tight. I pulled back and thrust again. Again Sue cried out, I pulled back and thrust again and again and again as she cried and squeezed her breasts. As I thrust faster and faster she panted, the first words in English since we started. "Too much! Oh god! Too much, too much! Oh god!" I was afraid she was about to stop me but she didn't. Instead she grasped my right hand and placed it on her throat. I didn't expect this and, confused, I slowed down. Sure reached up and grabbed me by the throat with both hands. "Fuck me!" she whispered then uttered a stream of harsh sounding Japanese. Okay, well if this is what she wants; I thrust harder and faster and her grip weakened and then failed. I forcibly kissed her without any reaction from her. I was pounding her pussy and she was wailing and crying. She didn't say anything but suddenly I felt her body stiffen and her pussy spasmed around my cock. It was like a fist was squeezing it. I exploded, my cum spurting out and filling her. After what seemed ages, she went limp. I sat up and as I pulled out, a flood of cum flowed out and down. I watched it for a moment then lay down next to her. After a few minutes she stirred. Her hands explored her body, down to her pussy. She rolled to face me. Scooting close she whispered in my ear. "That was incredible; But I have one more favor to ask." "What's that?" "To conclude my fantasy, I need you to bathe with me." Okay... The guest bedroom we were using had its own full bath which included a big tub. Sue and I bathed together and even fucked again, albeit nice and slow. She dressed and then paused at the door. Turning she cupped my face in her hand. "This; was very important to me. I cannot explain why. Just know you have pleased me. Greatly. I will not be back; but I am happy to have had this; affair. Goodbye Todd." She handed me a thick envelope and left. I waited a minute and then dressed and went downstairs. Mrs. Bateman was sitting at the kitchen table. "She said you were perfect. She said she was happy, satisfied and sore." "What was all that about?" I asked. "I believe she was exorcising a demon from her past." Mrs. Bateman replied. "Something she wanted to revisit." "Well it sure was different." "Tell me everything, Todd, and while you do I'll fix you some dinner." Later I dashed home for Mom's 9PM call and then went back to Mrs. Bateman's. We slept together but didn't fuck. She did end up giving me a great blow job before I fell asleep. Mammary Mary. The next couple of days were spent working on her rent house for a few hours and then after dinner, fucking. She showed me new positions and taught me different techniques. We also worked on my foreplay and oral skills. My next client came on Wednesday. I was introduced to an older woman named Mary. She looked me over and, nodding, handed an envelope to Mrs. Bateman. Instead of preceding me up to the room, she took me by the hand and led me upstairs. Mary was older than anyone I had considered having sex with. She was easily fifty or fifty five. But when she dropped her dress I saw only a very sexy woman. Mary stood 5'7" in her high heels, had dark brown hair and brown eyes and an amazing figure. She stood there facing me in black stockings, panties, garter belt and bra. As she strutted across the room to me her eyes never left mine. I felt like she was stalking me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. The first kiss was about five or six seconds, the second was much longer and open mouthed. Then came tongue, but not closed mouthed French kissing. Rather it was open mouthed, her tongue teasing and enticing, dancing just out of reach. She laughed and reached down to rub my crotch. Grabbing my belt she pulled me to the bed. Mary sat and unfastened my belt and jeans then tugged them down, along with my underwear. She toyed with my swelling cock, looked up at me and smiled. She paused to remove her bra. Her tits were probably D cups but sagged, her nipples pointing downward more. Her areola were so pale they were almost invisible but her nipples were nice and long. She still said nothing at all but started stroking my cock. She had magic hands. I'd never felt anyone milk my cock like she was. Mary had a technique that was incredible and in no time I was ready to cum. I warned her that I was close, but she just smiled. "Come on then! Give it to me! Give it to me!" I grunted and came, spurting rope after rope of cum onto her chest and tits. Mary continued to milk my cock until the last drop was deposited on her skin. She stood up and stepped over to the mirror on the dresser. She stood there, admiring her image and smiling for a moment then did something totally surprising. She reached into her bag and pulled out a camera. I recognized it as a Rolleiflex. "Do you know what this is?" she asked. "Yes, my Dad has one." "Do you know how to use it?" "Sure;" "Good," she handed it to me. "Take a few pictures of my spunk covered titties." I opened the camera, took a couple, then suggested she lie on the bed and adjusted the lamp to a better angle and took a few more. She then began to run her fingers through the cum, and told me to take more pictures as she played with it. Finally she pulled her panties off and had me take a couple of photos of her pussy. Now her pussy was crowned with short, dark hair but her pussy itself was almost bare, covered only by a little fuzz and her lips were long and dark. I took a few photos and tried to get really close, but the camera wouldn't focus really close. She sat up and took the camera and placed it back in her bag. She turned and pointed to the bed. I laid down and she squatted and sat on my face, gripping the headboard. I tasted her, she wasn't as sweet as Diane but okay. I went to work and as I did she proceeded to hum. Soon she was rocking her hips a bit, then more and more. She was at last producing a fair quantity of fluids and paused to finger herself.     Satisfied, she scooted down until she was over my cock, grasped it and inserted it. She short-stroked a few times until everything was good and wet and then started taking it all the way in long, slow strokes. She seemed to really like it slow and, well, what the heck? It was sex after all. So what if she was older with weird habits and tastes? I relaxed and savored the feeling of her slow ride as I caressed and squeezed her tits. "You have such a nice cock, Todd," she said and sighed as she took it all. "So nice. You like my titties? Everyone does. Go ahead and suck on them, suck hard, I don't mind. In fact I want you to suck on them till it hurts. Yes; now the other one; oh; yes; Would it shock you to know that I like it rough? That I like a little pain?" As I sucked on her tit I spanked her. Mary yelped then grinned. "Yes, please!" "Harder;" Smack. "Harder!" Whack! "Yes!" Whack! "More! Please!" Whack! Acting on impulse I grabbed her hips and rocked her forward onto her knees. With her weight off of me I started driving my cock in and out of her faster and faster. Mary's voice rose an octave or two. "Ah!" As I fucked her, my hands were squeezing her ass and I felt her puckered asshole beneath my middle finger. I pushed on it. "Oh My God! Yes! Yes! Do It!" she cried out. I pushed harder and the tip of my finger penetrated her to my first knuckle. "Oh! Oh god, oh god, oh god;" she moaned. "Spank me! Bite me! Fuck me!" I sucked as much of her tit into my mouth as possible and bit down, albeit lightly, just enough for her to feel my teeth, as I spanked her with my left hand. She yelped and jerked and my finger slid in up to the second knuckle. I could feel my dick sliding in and out I pressed down towards it. ""Oh God! Gah!" she screamed and climaxed. Her body shook and tears filled her eyes. Soon she collapsed on top of me and sobbed. A few minutes passed and she regained her composure. My cock had slipped from her and slowly she rolled off and lay next to me. I rose on one elbow and brushed the hair from her face. "Are you okay?" I asked. Her mascara was streaked and her eyes were red. She sniffed and smiled. "Yes." She sighed and then took a deep breath. "I suppose I owe you an explanation;" "No. Not at all." I answered. "I want to please you and that means doing whatever you want." Mary stared at me as if I had grown horns or turned blue. She blinked a few times and shook her head. "I don't believe it. I-I thought you wanted to fuck and cum like all young guys. No one has ever been focused on me, on my wants. That's why I decided to hire a lover. But I still expected you to want to finish;" "Oh, I do. If you want to, that is. But if you get dressed and leave right now, that's okay too. I won't starve for sex." Mary smiled and touched my cock. "No, I don't suppose you would." She snuggled in close and was quiet for a minute. "Todd, if you're really telling the truth about pleasing me; Well, there is something I want to do." "Okay; What is it?" Mary got up and rummaged in her bag. She came back to the bed with her camera and a bottle of lube. "I want you to take a photo of my pussy with your cock in it." "Um; okay." "I have my own darkroom and develop all my photos myself. These photos allow me to uh; pleasure myself when I'm without a lover." Mary laid down and I played with her pussy. She encouraged me to use some lube and it did help. Then after fucking her for a minute or two, I sat up and took the photos as she'd instructed. A few with my cock all the way in, a few with it barely in, and a few with it out, just touching her lips. Mary took the camera and set it aside. She caressed and squeezed her breasts, smiling at me. "Okay, dear boy, you've been so patient and understanding. I owe you a good time. I want you to fuck me, any way you want, just as long as you cum. I want to feel you cum deep inside me, filling me with your hot spunk!" I grinned and leaned forward and picked up speed. Mary was kissing me and encouraging me. "Oh that's so good! Yes! Oh god, what a good fuck! Go on Todd, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" I kissed her then whispered in her ear, "Do you like it? Is it good?" "Yes!" she responded. "Are you going to climax again?" "I; I don't know;" "I want you to climax again. I want to feel you climax as I fuck you." She was quiet for a moment. "Mary, you said everyone loves your titties;" "Yes!" "Do you?" "Yes!" "Show me. Suck on them!" I rose up as she gathered her titties and began to suck on first one and then the other. I grabbed her ankles and held them up as I thrust in and out. I watched her suck and squeeze them and felt myself getting close. I drove my cock in deep and hard and held it as I came. Confined as it was, my cock struggled to spurt forth its load. With the thrust and first spurt Mary gasped. "Oh god! I'm cumming!" We stared into each other's eyes as we climaxed. It was amazing. When I'd finished and got up, Mary lay there for a minute. When she finally sat up she was smiling. "That was great, Todd." she touched my cheek gently. "You are really an amazing young man and a great lover." She stood and walked into the bathroom. "Can I see you again?" she asked, turning to face me. I looked her over. "Maybe;" I said grinning. "Answer a few questions first." Mary stepped into the bedroom and stood facing me. "Okay." "How old are you?" "Fifty-six." "What is your bra size?" "Thirty-six double D." "Did you really like it when I fingered your ass?" "Yes, absolutely. It was wild, out of bounds, scary and exciting all at once." "Mrs. Bateman says that some women like to have anal sex, especially when on their monthly; Have you tried it?" Mary bit her lip. "No; but I've thought about it." "You want to try?" "Now?" "Sure! Why not?" Mary bit her lip and shook her head. "No; I don't think I could take it. Maybe someday, but not right now." "Okay, fair enough. One last question." "Really? Oh, okay." "What do you want to do next time?" "Oh! You!" she exclaimed and threw herself on me. Mary held me down and smothered me with kisses and smashed her big titties in my face. Then she got up and went into the bathroom. I really, really needed to pee and decided to slip on my clothes and go to the master bedroom and bath. When I'd finished, Mary had gone. Mrs. Bateman handed me the envelope. I tore it open. Two hundred and fifty dollars. Holy cow! "She said you were incredible. She wants to come back in two weeks and said you'd earned a tip." Mrs. Bateman handed me another one-hundred dollar bill and kissed me. "I am proud of you Todd. You are becoming a great lover for one so new at it all. Now, I'll bet you have worked up an appetite. Come to the kitchen and tell me all about it while I fix you a steak." Sadly though, my parents returned from their vacation and although I was able to find ways to meet my clients, it became very awkward at home. Dad was clueless but I think Mom suspected something was going on. But by the end of that summer I had been able to make love to seven different women, five of them multiple times. I reluctantly packed my bags and went off to college. I settled into the dorm life and tried to focus on adjusting to this new life and new challenges. Classes were not as bad as I'd feared and the only real issue was my roommate. I just didn't like having a roommate at all. Due to my wild summer, I didn't feel the need to chase girls, and that allowed me to relax. For a while. One evening in early December, as I was walking from the Library to my dorm, I saw a brown '73 Caddie, Coupe de Ville idling in the parking lot. As I neared, the door opened and Mrs. Bateman got out. I met her and she hugged and kissed me. "What are you doing here?" I asked. "Well two things, first my bed is empty and my pussy is lonely. I want you, Todd. I want you to fuck me all night long; and leave me exhausted, and sore." "I would love that, but I can't take you into my dorm;" "That's why I rented a hotel room." she replied. "Okay, let's go!" I said eagerly. We got in her car; and as she drove, I asked, "What was the second reason for your coming out here?" Mrs. Bateman grinned. "Well, I am trading my home for a nice big house out here. I haven't moved yet, but when I do, I was wondering if you would like to set up a room there?" I smiled. "Well, I might set up a room to entertain guests, but I'd rather spend most of my time in the Master Bedroom." Mrs. Bateman grinned evilly at me. "I was hoping you'd say that. I'd also like for you to call me Olivia." Based on a post by Sel Wync Dog, for Literotica

In this deeply personal conversation, Mendel Mintz shares his journey of growing up in Crown Heights with a lifelong physical disability, building a life of community impact, and finding unexpected love with his wife, Miriam, a beloved special educator from Baltimore born with dwarfism. He opens up about their dream of building a family through IVF, the joy of being on the brink of shlichus together, and the unimaginable tragedy of losing Miriam to an extremely rare complication at the very height of their lives. Mendel reflects with searing honesty on grief, walking out of the hospital alone, wrestling with faith, and what it means to keep showing up for Hashem with real questions and no easy answers. He also shares how he's turning pain into purpose through Miriam's Library and Learning Center, a new educational hub in Baltimore dedicated to the children and values she lived for.    To honor Miriam's legacy and help bring this life-changing project to reality, you can make a meaningful difference here: https://www.charidy.com/Miriam/mm   This episode is for anyone carrying loss, living with visible or invisible challenges, or searching for a way to transform heartbreak into a life of meaning.   This episode was made possible thanks to our sponsors:   ► Colel Chabad Pushka App - The easiest way to give Tzedaka    https://pushka.cc/meaningful    _______________________________________ ► Banana Blast Rentals   Bringing exciting entertainment for all your occasions.   https://bananablasts.com https://wa.link/i4qlgh   ____________________________________ ► Lalechet     We're a team of kosher travel experts, here to carry you off to your dream destination swiftly, safely, and seamlessly in an experience you will forever cherish.    https://www.lalechet.com ___________________________________________   ►  Ketubah At Ketubah.com, every Kesubah is designed with care, blending timeless beauty with texts that are fully halachic, including RCA and Sephardic versions. Our team collaborates with rabbanim and mesadrei kiddushin to ensure each document is accurate and accepted without question. Choosing Ketubah.com means you arrive at your chuppah with peace of mind, knowing your Kesubah is both beautifully crafted and halachically sound. https://ketubah.com/meaningful-minutes/?utm_source=Podcast&utm_medium=Clickthrough&utm_campaign=meaningful-people-podcast ______________________________________   ► Rothenberg Law Firm   Personal Injury Law Firm For 50+ years!   Reach out Today for Free Case Evaluation   https://shorturl.at/JFKHH   ____________________________________   ► Town Appliance   Visit the website or message them on WhatsApp   https://www.townappliance.com https://bit.ly/Townappliance_whatsapp    ______________________________________   ► Dream Raffle Win a brand new and fully furnished $1,200,000 apartment in Yerushalayim!    Use Promo code MPP for $10 off and to receive double tickets!   https://thedreamraffle.com/  _____________________________________  

Photographer, filmmaker and researcher Jill de Fresnes has encapsulated the experiences of twelve Scottish women who worked as herring gutters from the 1920s to the 1960s in a new exhibition at the Scottish Storytelling Centre in Edinburgh. Mark meets Jill there to chat about Silver, Salt and Stories – Images and Memories of the Scots Herring Women.Two friends in Fife set up the Wild Scottish Sauna during lockdown after seeing the popularity of wild swimming. In this week's podcast excerpt, Rachel visits one of their sites at Kingsbarns beach near St Andrews to speak to some of the regulars and co-founder Jayne McGhie.A groundbreaking soil survey in Glen Prosen, Cairngorms National Park, has unearthed a staggering number of species living beneath the ground. Mark is in the Glen with Plant Ecologist Dr Andrea Britton, Molecular Fungal Ecologist Dr Andy Taylor and Forestry and Land Scotland Programme Manager Christine Reid to discover how the findings will inform the rebuilding of native woodlands in the area.Phil Sime and Morven Livingstone take a trip to the Black Isle Library of Things which encourages people to borrow and not buy. The pair join Martin Sherring and Allan Tailor to dig into what's available to hire, including lawn-mowers, welding helmets, cots and even a polar bear suit. Rachel meets Rose Benoy for a goat walk at Rose's small holding near Forfar in Angus to discover the benefits of taking a stroll with these four legged companions.Mark admires a big raft of Eider ducks at Forvie Nature Reserve with Reserve Manager Catriona Reid. Project One Wave aims to unite Scotland's ocean conservation groups, businesses, creatives, and policymakers to collaborate on marine debris cleanup efforts. Mark and Rachel are joined by co-founder David Brown to discuss the Project One Wave summit that took place in Glasgow this week and the importance of gathering data on the health of our coastlines. In 2024, Jude Harper closed their business, sold their house and moved to Aberdeenshire to try to live as self-sufficiently as possible on an acre of land. Jude posts on YouTube under Rewilding Jude and Rachel visits him and some rescue hens he's just adopted to find out more.

At an unexpected juncture in her life, artist Jordana Munk Martin turned to the legacy of her grandmother's trove of textile books. Edith Wyle founded the Craft and Folk Art Museum in Los Angeles in 1973, curating unconventional exhibits and instilling a love of art in her family. Her granddaughter found inspiration and comfort in the books, then opened the library for other artists to explore. That original collection is now the core of Tatter, a nonprofit organization named for soft, worn, well-used textiles. It includes the iconic Tatter Blue Library, an array of classes, a journal, and retail. “We're really a conversation about cloth, housed in a cultural arts organization,” says Jordana. Tatter's educational offerings began with classes in stitching, adding online classes and presentations when in-person learning became unavailable. One longstanding subject is the World Embroidery Series, which has offered detailed instruction in dozens of stitches and introduction to the rich cultural origins. The library invokes the cultural and spiritual connotations of the color blue. In an elegant dark blue–paneled space, the collection includes not only books but also drawers of buttons, a collection of swatches following the stitch patterns in Barbara Walker's knitting treasuries, tools, and textiles. Tatter's holdings now include treasured collections of 12 women: embroidered samplers, thimbles, darners, textiles, tools, and a luxurious assortment of fiber art books and periodicals. The Brooklyn Museum recently transferred 200 objects to Tatter, reflecting the organization's deep and growing Brooklyn roots. Like Tatter, our conversation combines cultural inquiry with human connection. Links Read Jordana's description of the Tatter Blue Library at “The Building of a Library.” (https://tatter.org/the-building-of-a-library/) Fina a list of Tatter's online and in-person classes (https://tatter.org/events/). The third issue of Tatter's journal, entitled Blue (https://tatter.org/issues/issue-3/), is available online. Read updates on the organization's new home (https://tatter.org/230-ashland-place-capital-campaign/) in Brooklyn's Cultural District. This episode is brought to you by: Treenway Silks (https://www.treenwaysilks.com/index.php) is where weavers, spinners, knitters and stitchers find the silk they love. Select from the largest variety of silk spinning fibers, silk yarn, and silk threads & ribbons at TreenwaySilks.com (https://www.treenwaysilks.com/). You'll discover a rainbow of colors, thoughtfully hand-dyed in Colorado. Love natural? Treenway's array of wild silks provide choices beyond white. If you love silk, you'll love Treenway Silks, where superior quality and customer service are guaranteed. Learning how to weave but need the right shuttle? Hooked on knitting and in search of a lofty yarn? Yarn Barn of Kansas (https://www.yarnbarn-ks.com/) has been your partner in fiber since 1971. Whether you are around the corner from the Yarn Barn of Kansas, or around the country, they are truly your “local yarn store” with an experienced staff to answer all your fiber questions. Visit yarnbarn-ks.com (https://www.yarnbarn-ks.com/) to shop, learn, and explore. Peace Fleece began in a small Maine town with a mission: to produce a yarn that brings together parties from areas of historic conflict, transcending boundaries through the commerce of wool. From Russian farmers to the Navajo Nation, the original owners set the foundation for meaningful trade. Today, the spinning mill at Harrisville Designs continues the tradition of sourcing fine wool from Navajo farmers, combining it with US wool and a touch of mohair to create the unique Peace Fleece blend. Visit our website at peacefleece.com (https://peacefleece.com/) to learn more.

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For nearly fourteen years, Chicago has stood at the epicenter of one of America's most perplexing modern mysteries, the rise of the winged humanoid phenomenon. From frightened residents throughout Chicagoland to police officers, pilots, and air traffic controllers at O'Hare International Airport, credible witnesses have described a massive, dark entity with glowing eyes and bat-like wings stalking the skies over the city and its suburbs. In this episode, I revisit the most disturbing and best-documented encounters ever recorded, stories that suggest this being is more than legend… and may still be watching from above.

For nearly fourteen years, Chicago has stood at the epicenter of one of America's most perplexing modern mysteries, the rise of the winged humanoid phenomenon. From frightened residents throughout Chicagoland to police officers, pilots, and air traffic controllers at O'Hare International Airport, credible witnesses have described a massive, dark entity with glowing eyes and bat-like wings stalking the skies over the city and its suburbs. In this episode, I revisit the most disturbing and best-documented encounters ever recorded, stories that suggest this being is more than legend… and may still be watching from above.

Fluent Fiction - Italian: Tuscan Hills Revival: How a Festival Brought a Library to Life Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/it/episode/2025-11-15-23-34-02-it Story Transcript:It: Nel cuore delle colline toscane, c'era una piccola biblioteca comunale.En: In the heart of the Tuscan hills, there was a small public library.It: Era un edificio di pietra, antico e affascinante, circondato da vigneti e uliveti che, in autunno, assumevano i colori del rame e dell'oro.En: It was an ancient and charming stone building, surrounded by vineyards and olive groves that, in autumn, took on the colors of copper and gold.It: La biblioteca si trovava proprio in cima a una collina, dove il sole pomeridiano filtrava attraverso le finestre ad arco, illuminando gli scaffali di libri.En: The library was located right at the top of a hill, where the afternoon sun filtered through the arched windows, illuminating the bookshelves.It: Giulia, la bibliotecaria, osservava con preoccupazione la sala quasi vuota.En: Giulia, the librarian, watched with concern the nearly empty room.It: Il prossimo mese si sarebbe tenuto un festival del libro regionale.En: Next month a regional book festival would be held.It: Era l'occasione perfetta per rilanciare la biblioteca e attirare nuovi visitatori.En: It was the perfect opportunity to rejuvenate the library and attract new visitors.It: Ma c'era un problema: il budget era limitato e le risorse scarse.En: But there was a problem: the budget was limited and resources were scarce.It: "Manca poco e dobbiamo preparare tutto," disse Giulia, fissando il calendario.En: "Not much time left and we need to prepare everything," said Giulia, looking at the calendar.It: Alessio, un autore del posto, la raggiunse con passo incerto.En: Alessio, a local author, joined her with an uncertain step.It: Il suo primo romanzo era appena stato pubblicato, ma il dubbio sulle sue capacità lo tormentava.En: His first novel had just been published, but doubts about his abilities tormented him.It: "Pensi davvero che qualcuno voglia ascoltare i miei scritti?"En: "Do you really think anyone wants to listen to my writings?"It: chiese Alessio, il timore evidente nel tono della sua voce.En: asked Alessio, the fear evident in the tone of his voice.It: Accanto a loro, Martina, l'assistente giovane e vivace della biblioteca, sognava ad occhi aperti.En: Next to them, Martina, the library's young and lively assistant, was daydreaming.It: "Possiamo fare qualcosa di diverso quest'anno," suggerì con entusiasmo.En: "We can do something different this year," she suggested enthusiastically.It: "Interviste dal vivo, letture interattive... qualcosa che attiri le famiglie e i giovani!"En: "Live interviews, interactive readings... something that attracts families and young people!"It: Giulia inizialmente esitò.En: Giulia initially hesitated.It: Le idee di Martina erano nuove e audaci.En: Martina's ideas were new and bold.It: Ma sapeva che serviva innovazione.En: But she knew that innovation was needed.It: "Proviamo, non abbiamo nulla da perdere," disse infine, con un sorriso deciso.En: "Let's try, we have nothing to lose," she finally said, with a determined smile.It: Il giorno dell'incontro con il consiglio del villaggio, il sole autunnale risplendeva forte.En: On the day of the meeting with the village council, the autumn sun shone brightly.It: Alessio, con il cuore in gola, si preparava a leggere un brano del suo libro.En: Alessio, with his heart in his throat, prepared to read an excerpt from his book.It: Si sistemò davanti al pubblico, i nervi a fior di pelle, ma quando cominciò a leggere, la sua voce divenne ferma e chiara.En: He stood in front of the audience, nerves on edge, but when he started to read, his voice became steady and clear.It: Le parole risuonavano tra le pareti di pietra, catturando l'attenzione di tutti.En: The words resonated between the stone walls, capturing everyone's attention.It: Al termine della lettura, un applauso spontaneo riempì la stanza.En: At the end of the reading, spontaneous applause filled the room.It: Il consiglio, impressionato, acconsentì a sostenere il festival.En: The council, impressed, agreed to support the festival.It: La comunità intera sembrò rivalutare la piccola biblioteca, vedendo nel festival un'opportunità unica.En: The entire community seemed to reevaluate the small library, seeing in the festival a unique opportunity.It: Quando il festival finalmente giunse, fu un grande successo.En: When the festival finally arrived, it was a great success.It: La biblioteca si riempì di visitatori curiosi e appassionati di lettura.En: The library filled with curious visitors and book lovers.It: Le idee di Martina portarono un'aria nuova e Alessio ricevette molti complimenti, riscoprendo la fiducia nella propria scrittura.En: Martina's ideas brought a new atmosphere and Alessio received many compliments, rediscovering confidence in his writing.It: Dopo il festival, il numero di visitatori alla biblioteca aumentò notevolmente.En: After the festival, the number of visitors to the library increased significantly.It: Giulia si sentiva finalmente sollevata, e la sua fiducia crebbe.En: Giulia finally felt relieved, and her confidence grew.It: Martina si era guadagnata il rispetto, e Alessio, ora, non vedeva l'ora di scrivere il suo prossimo libro.En: Martina earned respect, and Alessio was now eager to write his next book.It: La piccola biblioteca sulle colline toscane era tornata a vivere, illuminata non solo dal sole autunnale, ma anche dalle nuove prospettive e dall'entusiasmo della comunità.En: The small library on the Tuscan hills had come back to life, illuminated not only by the autumn sun but also by the new perspectives and enthusiasm of the community. Vocabulary Words:heart: il cuorehill: la collinaancient: anticovineyard: il vignetoolive grove: l'ulivetosurrounded: circondatocharming: affascinantefloor: il pavimentoarch: l'arcobook festival: il festival del librobudget: il budgetresource: la risorsaconcern: la preoccupazionelibrarian: la bibliotecariaauthor: l'autoreabilities: le capacitàdoubt: il dubbiowriting: la scritturaenthusiastically: con entusiasmoinnovation: l'innovazionedetermined: decisospeech: il discorsoexcerpt: il branoapplause: l'applausocouncil: il consiglioconfidence: la fiduciaperspective: la prospettivasuccess: il successovisitor: il visitatorespontaneous: spontaneo

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Send us a textWe have a bunch of past podcast that sit under lock and key and every Friday we release one just for you. We use to be called the Talking Dicks Comedy Podcast but now we 2 ALs 1 Pod. Enjoy. 2 ALs 1 Pod is a comedy podcast hosted by stand-up comedians Al Ducharme and Al Romas. Originally titled Talking Dicks Comedy Podcast, the show is a spinoff from their web series The Two Dicks, which features two inept 1950s detectives. The podcast blends observational humor, personal anecdotes, and satirical commentary, often revisiting classic episodes from their archives. With over 345 episodes, it offers a mix of new content and “vault” episodes, providing listeners with a variety of comedic material.  You can listen to 2 ALs 1 Pod on platforms like Spotify, Apple Podcasts, and Buzzsprout. For additional content, including video episodes and behind-the-scenes material, visit their Patreon page. https:/patreon.com/2als1podhttps://www.instagram.com/thetalkingdickscomedypodcast/https://twitter.com/DicksTwohttps://www.facebook.com/thetwodickshttps://www.facebook.com/The-Talking-Dicks-Comedy-Podcast-107101331446404 https://www.patreon.com/2Als1podSupport the show

Tom Vasel explains why the 10 games in the Dice Tower Library with the lowest ratings on Board Game Geek are still there!

At the end of the world, Philip Lorish (University of Virginia) decided to open a bookstore. He says that despite the cultural moment that audiobooks are having and that impenetrable, digital mass distribution behemoth who shall not be named – bookstores matter. He's the owner of Commerce Street Books. And: As a child, Lamar Giles (William & Mary) was allowed to read anything he wanted. And he took full advantage of that on his weekly library visits. Everything from DC comics and Stephen King novels, he read it all. There was nothing called “young adult” literature when he was coming up. Now, he writes it. And he says it's important to him that kids today have the same freedom to read. Later in the show: When you think of trees in Charlottesville, Virginia, what comes to mind? Probably not the willow oaks lining the eight-block downtown mall. But MaKshya Tolbert (University of Virginia) became entangled with the trees. Her book is Shade is a place.

Children's author Robert Munsch is donating his personal archive to his hometown library because he doesn't want it stored in some dusty room. He wants the public to get their hands on it, says Guelph Public Library CEO Dan Atkins.

Episodes in back to back weeks.  After catching up and beer talk, we hit a few topics: Energon Universe DC Next Level - jumping on point, but not tied to continuity (not Absolute though). Went to creators asking what they wanted to work on Rucka/Dani - Batwoman; Josh Williamson - Legion; Skottie Young/Jorge Corona - Lobo Books: Zatanna, Deathstroke (focus on him being an assassin), Firestorm, Shadow of the Bat, The Demon (a horror book), Barbara Gordon: Breakout Creators: Mariko Tamaki, Deniz Camp, James Harren, Lemire, Tony Fleecs, Jamal Campbell Snyder to do Absolute Batman for 35 issues (2 more years) Bendis back to Marvel Blue Marvel and Marvel's top power set Then we hit homework, including Jurassic World: Rebirth, Predator: Killer of Killers, Predator, Friday, Fahrenheit 182 (Mark Hoppus), The Devils (Joe Abercrombie), The Blade Itself (Joe Abercrombie - The First Law #1), Network Effect (Martha Wells - Murderbot #5), The Butcher of Anderson Station (James S.A. Corey - The Expanse #0.5), and Slow Time Between The Stars (John Scalzi - The Far Reaches Collection). This week's beer was Juicy Wizard from Think-N-Thin Brewing. The featured track is "Disappointment at the Touchy's" by Up Dog. You can find them on the Nyrdcast Featured Music Playlist and at: Instagram | X/Twitter Check us out at our website and on social media.  Don't forget to rate and review the podcast on iTunes or wherever you listen to your podcasts.

This post contains affiliate links, which means I may earn a small commission at no extra cost to you.If you've ever felt intimidated by literary fiction, this episode is your warm invitation in.I'm joined by reader and library advocate Laura Bird to talk about eight accessible, emotionally rich literary fiction novels — all written by women. We chat about what makes literary fiction “friendly” for beginners, why libraries are democracy's secret weapon, and how you can support your local branch beyond borrowing books.Whether you love short, quiet novels that pack a punch or intergenerational stories about women's resilience, Laura's recommendations will expand your TBR and your heart.

Chris talks with Kay Tscheyka, Board President for the Alpine Public Library, about Alpine's most excellent little library and their Silent Auction fundraiser for ArtWalk, Nov. 21 & 22.For more information about ArtWalk, see our previous episode on the subject!

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Have you ever wondered why our year has 12 months instead of 13 equal months with 28 days each?In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king. We live in strange times, where mythology is actually history, where instead of teaching history, we obfuscate it, history is written by the victors as they say. If it can be destroyed by the truth, it deserves to be destroyed. Join me around the digital campfire as we explore the cosmos, and uncover hidden gnosis. LINKSJoin this channel to get access to perks:https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCoCGItGjnTXKeRk4PHcQ8AQ/joinPatreon:https://www.patreon.com/LibraryofgnosisPaypal:https://paypal.me/LibraryofGnosis?country.x=SE&locale.x=sv_SEYouTube:https://www.youtube.com/c/LibraryofGnosis/ Odyssey:https://odysee.com/@Library_of_Gnosis:eFacebook:https://www.facebook.com/Library-of-Gnosis-102241851413980/Bitchute:https://www.bitchute.com/channel/mvPf2ntAUShO/Rumble:https://rumble.com/c/c-1387156 Spotify:https://open.spotify.com/show/5Nr8DYq9PhhcIzEaMQcquB?si=FsNuxvo9TsqxXwu-Ge32fgApple Podcasts:https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/library-of-gnosis/id1608143632

Brea and Mallory discuss their favorite establishments in books! Plus, they review StoryTerra and solve a reader problem about which library to use. Email us at readingglassespodcast at gmail dot com!Reading Glasses MerchRecommendations StoreThe Reading Glasses Book!Sponsors -ZocDocwww.zocdoc.com/GLASSESFactorwww.factormeals.com/GLASSES50OFFCODE: GLASSES50OFF Links -Reading Glasses Facebook GroupReading Glasses Goodreads GroupWish ListNewsletterLibro.fmTo join our Discord channel, email us proof of your Reading-Glasses-supporting Maximum Fun membership!www.maximumfun.org/joinStoryTerraBook Riot Article Books Mentioned -Angel Down by Daniel KrausPractical Magic by Alice HoffmanThe Kamogawa Food Detectives by Hisashi Kishiwai, translated by Jesse KirkwoodShady Hollow by Juneau BlackLegends and Lattes by Travis BaldreePayback's a Witch by Lana HarperAutomatic Noodle by Annalee NewitzWretched Waterpark by Kiersten WhiteVera Wong's Unsolicited Advice for Murderers by Jesse Q. SutantoHotel of Secrets by Diana Biller

How did sexually explicit books make their way into public school libraries — and why are some organizations fighting so hard to keep them there? In this eye-opening conversation, I sit down with Karen England, founder of TakeBackTheClassroom.com, to unpack what's really happening and what YOU can do to get filth out of your local public school libraries.Explore TakeBackTheClassroom.com: takebacktheclassroom.comLearn more about Summit Conferences: www.summit.org/natashaUse my code NATASHA26 to get $250 off your registration for in-person conferences!Get my latest book, When Culture Hates You: www.amazon.com/When-Culture-Hates-You-Persevering/dp/0736984313

In this episode of Data Skeptic's Recommender Systems series, host Kyle Polich explores DataRec, a new Python library designed to bring reproducibility and standardization to recommender systems research. Guest Alberto Carlo Mario Mancino, a postdoc researcher from Politecnico di Bari, Italy, discusses the challenges of dataset management in recommendation research—from version control issues to preprocessing inconsistencies—and how DataRec provides automated downloads, checksum verification, and standardized filtering strategies for popular datasets like MovieLens, Last.fm, and Amazon reviews.  The conversation covers Alberto's research journey through knowledge graphs, graph-based recommenders, privacy considerations, and recommendation novelty. He explains why small modifications in datasets can significantly impact research outcomes, the importance of offline evaluation, and DataRec's vision as a lightweight library that integrates with existing frameworks rather than replacing them. Whether you're benchmarking new algorithms or exploring recommendation techniques, this episode offers practical insights into one of the most critical yet overlooked aspects of reproducible ML research.

Comedian, writer, and foodie extraordinaire Mamrie Hart joins Joe in the Book Lounge to talk about her new cookbook All I Think About Is Food, her must-haves for holiday hosting, and why laughter really is the secret ingredient. Then, Carmen, Kevin Norman, and Meara pull up a chair to share the books they're most thankful for this holiday season. A feast of laughs, stories, and reads you'll want seconds of!

SHOW NOTES: https://jewishbooks.blogspot.com/2025/11/november-throwback-jewish-book-month.html  TRANSCRIPT: https://otter.ai/u/sEuzJ-GYxRIHREm5DRtY94hYkFI?utm_source=copy_url  Continuing the celebration of my 20th year of podcasting, I've got another archival episode for you from 2006, about Jewish Book Month. In the early days of The Book of Life I usually had multiple guests in each episode, and this one includes four: Folklorist Howard Schwartz, talking about his picture book Before You Were Born, which had just won the Koret Award | Website of Howard Schwartz z"l | Buy Before You Were Born Carolyn Starman Hessel, longtime director of the Jewish Book Council, whose nickname was "the Jewish Oprah" | Jewish Book Council Esme Raji Codell, author of one of my favorites middle-grade novels Vive La Paris | Website of Esme Raji Codell | Buy Vive la Paris David Levithan, author of the 2004 young adult novel Wide Awake, which was reissued as Wide Awake Now in 2024 because its themes of politics and protest are more relevant than ever | David Levithan on Wikipedia | Buy Wide Awake Now I'm celebrating Jewish Book Month by participating in the Jewish Book Council's "Share Your Shelf, Share Your Story" project. I will post a photo on social media each day of Jewish Book Month, November 13 through December 13, 2025, showing a Jewish book from my personal collection with a comment about why the book is special to me. See Facebook or Instagram. CREDITS: Produced by Feldman Children's Library at Congregation B'nai Israel Co-sponsored by the Association of Jewish Libraries Sister podcast: Nice Jewish Books Theme Music: The Freilachmakers Klezmer String Band Newsletter: bookoflifepodcast.substack.com Facebook Discussion Group: Jewish Kidlit Mavens Facebook Page: Facebook.com/bookoflifepodcast Instagram: @bookoflifepodcast Support the Podcast: Shop or Donate Your feedback is welcome! Please write to bookoflifepodcast@gmail.com or leave a voicemail at 561-206-2473.

Dark Library: Edgar Allan Poe @ After Hours Theatre Company - 9.1 out of 10! Exceptional Show! LA Theatre Bites Recommended! Nov 14 – 23, 2025. www.latheatrebites.com

Public hearing over Dakota Pacific's Kimball Junction town scheduled, Summit County Friends of the Library host final used book sale before moving to Skullcandy building, Summit County Councilmember Roger Armstrong recaps Wednesday's council meeting, Jason Stinsmen shares details about Revolution Ski and Blade — a local ski and rollerblade team and Executive Director of PC Tots Sue Banerjee shares details on some new openings and how city and county public funding applies for working families.

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Our heroes were visiting the library to do some research, but soon find themselves in a battle with a crazed automaton.This episode was named by our Patron member Kerri and voted on by all of our patrons. They also get the outtakes at the end of episodes.We would love for you to become a Patron of our podcast You can join us on our Patreon Page.Cast:Brook Bullock - Dungeon Master (Twitter)Kyri Hester - Moxie, Tiefling Bard (Instagram)Connor Shenold - Sable, Half-elf RogueJohnnie Payne - August E. Greymoor, Human Fighter (Instagram)Michael Cross - Dr. Elias Stone, Human Cleric (Twitter)Special Thanks:Theme Music - Ovani SoundSound Effects and additional music courtesy of Jeffrey McBride (Facebook) Table Top Audio, dScryb.com , and Monument Studios Red Dirt DnD Music and sound effects management sponsored by Soundly.Dice for the cast of Red Dirt DnD provided by Esty Way Gaming.You can find Red Dirt DnD on Facebook and on our website: RedDirtDND.comThere's also new content on our YouTube pages, just search for Red Dirt DnD.We would love for you to become a Patron of our podcast, you can join us on our Patreon Page.Red Dirt DnD is a Red Dirt RPG, LLC production.

Debbie Monterrey previews the Storytelling Festival at the St Louis County Library with library President Kristin Sorth.

Diane Mizrachi is the Jewish and Israeli Studies Librarian at UCLA. She discusses her work on the Academic Reading Format International Study and the discovery of Nazi-looted books in the UCLA Library. SHOW NOTES: Shoham, Snunith, and Diane Mizrachi. "Library anxiety among undergraduates: A study of Israeli B. Ed students." The journal of academic librarianship 27, no. 4 (2001): 305-311. Mizrachi, Diane, Alicia M. Salaz, Serap Kurbanoglu, Joumana Boustany, and ARFIS Research Group. "Academic reading format preferences and behaviors among university students worldwide: A comparative survey analysis." PloS one 13, no. 5 (2018): e0197444. Mizrachi, Diane, and Alicia M. Salaz. "Reading format attitudes in the time of COVID." The Journal of Academic Librarianship 48, no. 4 (2022): 102552. Mizrachi, Diane, and Michal Bušek. "Discovery and recovery: Uncovering Nazi looted books in the UCLA library and repatriation efforts." College & Research Libraries 84, no. 6 (2023): 920. Mizrachi, Diane. "Digitized Collections and Provenance Issues: Who Owns What?." In Digital Libraries Across Continents, pp. 209-230. Routledge. (chapter in book edited by Alicia & Le Yang) Research Notes: Michael Stern is an associate professor of German and Scandinavian at the University of Oregon. He talks about his new book "Thinking Nietzsche with Africana Thought: Towards an Alluvial Poetic of Worlding." SHOW NOTES: Ifi Amadiume: "Male Daughters Female Husbands" ‘'''''''''''''''''''''''': "Reinventing Africa: Matriarchy, Religion, and Culture" Oyeronke Oyewumi: "The Invention of Women" Fabienne Eboussi Boulaga: "Muntu in Crisis: African Authenticity and Philosophy" Friedrich Nietzsche: “On Truth and Lies in an Extra Moral Sense” Oregon Humanities Center: https://ohc.uoregon.edu Undergraduate Perspectives: Emma Kersgaard talks about her experience as a Humanities Undergraduate Archival Fellow.

In Mary Wilkins Freeman's short story "Luella Miller," a tale is told about a woman named Luella, who is prone to hysterics and drains the energy from everyone around her. Is she just a woman in need of help? Or something much, much more sinister?   Read Freeman's story on the Library of America "Story of the Week" site or listen to it via the Podcastle podcast, here: ​​https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/podcastle-650-luella-miller/id276266378?i=1000496354075    Recommended in this episode: Rachel Harrison's Play Nice and Lora Senf's The Nighthouse Keeper   NEWS: We have a Bookshop.org shop now! Find all of our favorite books at our shop–and help out small businesses.    UP NEXT: The Graveyard Apartment by Mariko Koike Buy our books here, including our newest Toil and Trouble.   

Pam Grossman is a writer, curator, and teacher of magical practice and history. She isthe host of the internationally beloved podcast, The Witch Wave and the author ofWaking the Witch and What Is A Witch. Her newest book, Magic Maker- The Enchanted Path to Creativity has just launched. She is also co-editor and co-author of theWitchcraft volume of Taschen's Library of Esoterica series. Her writing has appeared innumerous media outlets, including The New York Times, The Atlantic, TIME.com, andmany more. She divides her time between Brooklyn and the Western Catskillsalongside her husband and their two feline familiars.www.pamgrossman.comInstagram @phantasmaphilePodcast – The Witch WaveWe talked about:Women and surrealist art OccultureHer podcast, The Witch WaveCapitalism and magicBeing visible as a witchBeing taken seriously by the mainstream media when talking about magicWitchcraft - The Taschen AnthologyHer new book Magic MakerArchetypes of magic – Witch, Magician and Magic MakerWhy creativity is vital nowIn the Extended Episode – just $3 a month on www.patreon.com/lucyhpearceWe dive deeper into capitalism and magic, bring the Taschen anthology of Witchcraft to life, women artists who are just coming into mainstream awareness and the work of Amy Hale bringing forward the work of Ithell Colquhoun.ResourcesAmy Hale – Creative Magic EpisodeArtists mentioned: Leonora CarringtonRemedios VaroHilma af KlintIthell ColquhounAgnes PeltonGertrude AbercrombieLeonore FiniPamela Colman Smith Waking the Witch Magic Maker- The Enchanted Path to Creativity Witchcraft volume of Taschen's Library of Esoterica series – ed. Jessica Hundley Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Guest Name:  Katie Capshaw    Guest social media: @prezofthelibrarystacks Future Ready Schools Website: futureready.orgTwitter: @FutureReady, @ShannonMMillerInstagram: @FutureReadySchools, @ShannonMMillerFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/FutureReadySchoolsFuture Ready Schools is a registered trademark of All4Ed, located in Washington, D.C. #FutureReady #FutureReadyLibs

Featuring small trails of Death Valley National Park, over a few days, Mike and Dusty explore Natural Bridge, Artist Pallette, Stovepipe Wells, and Devil's Golf Course, foursmall adventure worth tagging onto longer hiking trails in Death Valley National Park. For more of our episodes on hikes in this and other National Parks, click here. To browse through our entire Library of hiking trail episodes, Trail Mix episodes, interviews, and more, visit our Episode Finder.Instagram: @GazeAtTheNationalParksFacebook: Gaze at the National Parks#gazeatthenationalparks#hikeearlyhikeoften#adventureisoutthereHosted by Dustin Ballard and Michael RyanEpisode Editing by Dustin Ballard and Michael RyanOriginal Artwork by Michael RyanOriginal Music by Dave Seamon and Mariella KlingerMusic Producer: Skyler FortgangCheck out Aeropress and use my code GAZE for a great deal: https://aeropress.com. And go to MoonTravelGuides.com to get your Moon Travel Guide today! Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/gaze-at-the-national-parks/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brands

In this episode of Crazy Wisdom, host Stewart Alsop talks with Jessica Talisman, founder of Contextually and creator of the Ontology Pipeline, about the deep connections between knowledge management, library science, and the emerging world of AI systems. Together they explore how controlled vocabularies, ontologies, and metadata shape meaning for both humans and machines, why librarianship has lessons for modern tech, and how cultural context influences what we call “knowledge.” Jessica also discusses the rise of AI librarians, the problem of “AI slop,” and the need for collaborative, human-centered knowledge ecosystems. You can learn more about her work at Ontology Pipeline and find her writing and talks on LinkedIn.Check out this GPT we trained on the conversationTimestamps00:00 Stewart Alsop welcomes Jessica Talisman to discuss Contextually, ontologies, and how controlled vocabularies ground scalable systems.05:00 They compare philosophy's ontology with information science, linking meaning, categorization, and sense-making for humans and machines.10:00 Jessica explains why SQL and Postgres can't capture knowledge complexity and how neuro-symbolic systems add context and interoperability.15:00 The talk turns to library science's split from big data in the 1990s, metadata schemas, and the FAIR principles of findability and reuse.20:00 They discuss neutrality, bias in corporate vocabularies, and why “touching grass” matters for reconciling internal and external meanings.25:00 Conversation shifts to interpretability, cultural context, and how Western categorical thinking differs from China's contextual knowledge.30:00 Jessica introduces process knowledge, documentation habits, and the danger of outsourcing how-to understanding.35:00 They explore knowledge as habit, the tension between break-things culture and library design thinking, and early AI experiments.40:00 Libraries' strategic use of AI, metadata precision, and the emerging role of AI librarians take focus.45:00 Stewart connects data labeling, Surge AI, and the economics of good data with Jessica's call for better knowledge architectures.50:00 They unpack content lifecycle, provenance, and user context as the backbone of knowledge ecosystems.55:00 The talk closes on automation limits, human-in-the-loop design, and Jessica's vision for collaborative consulting through Contextually.Key InsightsOntology is about meaning, not just data structure. Jessica Talisman reframes ontology from a philosophical abstraction into a practical tool for knowledge management—defining how things relate and what they mean within systems. She explains that without clear categories and shared definitions, organizations can't scale or communicate effectively, either with people or with machines.Controlled vocabularies are the foundation of AI literacy. Jessica emphasizes that building a controlled vocabulary is the simplest and most powerful way to disambiguate meaning for AI. Machines, like people, need context to interpret language, and consistent terminology prevents the “hallucinations” that occur when systems lack semantic grounding.Library science predicted today's knowledge crisis. Stewart and Jessica trace how, in the 1990s, tech went down the path of “big data” while librarians quietly built systems of metadata, ontologies, and standards like schema.org. Today's AI challenges—interoperability, reliability, and information overload—mirror problems library science has been solving for decades.Knowledge is culturally shaped. Drawing from Patrick Lambe's work, Jessica notes that Western knowledge systems are category-driven, while Chinese systems emphasize context. This cultural distinction explains why global AI models often miss nuance or moral voice when trained on limited datasets.Process knowledge is disappearing. The West has outsourced its “how-to” knowledge—what Jessica calls process knowledge—to other countries. Without documentation habits, we risk losing the embodied know-how that underpins manufacturing, engineering, and even creative work.Automation cannot replace critical thinking. Jessica warns against treating AI as “room service.” Automation can support, but not substitute, human judgment. Her own experience with a contract error generated by an AI tool underscores the importance of review, reflection, and accountability in human–machine collaboration.Collaborative consulting builds knowledge resilience. Through her consultancy, Contextually, Jessica advocates for “teaching through doing”—helping teams build their own ontologies and vocabularies rather than outsourcing them. Sustainable knowledge systems, she argues, depend on shared understanding, not just good technology.

Dare to Dream with Debbi Dachinger KEN LLOYD: The Soul-Infused Walk-In Unlocking the Library of Creation Podcast Highlights: -Unlocking the mystery: What exactly is the Library of Creation? -A deep dive into Earth's energetic transformation — what's unfolding in the collective field of humanity right now. -How to stay grounded and aligned amid global upheaval, polarity, and rapid frequency shifts. -The evolutionary leap ahead — what's next for healers, lightworkers, and wayshowers of the New Earth. Guest Resources What if everything you've ever believed about healing — your trauma, your story, your limits — was slowing you down? Today, you'll meet Ken Lloyd, a multidimensional healer and soul-infused walk-in whose very presence realigns energy, dissolves distortion, and activates remembrance of your original design. Stay with us — because in the next hour, you'll not only hear about transformation… you'll feel it. This conversation carries codes from The Library of Creation itself — a living, multidimensional field of Source intelligence that restores coherence to your energy system and awakens your infinite potential. To learn more: https://kenlloydofficial.com/

This episode guides dietitians through their first client session, covering how to handle pre-session anxiety, create a strong opening, frame effective questions, and set manageable goals. It emphasizes the importance of grounding introductions, using open-ended questions, and ending sessions with realistic, collaborative goals. The episode highlights the benefits of structured practice and resources available in the 'library', a membership program offering client rapport-building prompts, motivational interviewing examples, and flexible intake frameworks. It aims to help dietitians build confidence, improve communication skills and achieve better client outcomes.

Send us a textImagine: a quietly majestic, lusciously colorful, resplendently book-and-plant-filled, naturally-lit, immaculately-vibed open space for queer and trans people of all ages–including youth, families, and elders–and all the folks they love. Now imagine that space isn't a dream, but a real place–one that celebrates queer stories, fosters connection, and helps young people see themselves reflected in the pages they turn. Today In the Den, Sara and special guest Jake Stepansky are stepping into that space — the QT Library, a community-built sanctuary of belonging in Boston.Special Guest: Jake Stepansky Jake Stepansky (he/any) is a culture and care worker based in Brooklyn, NY.He is the co-founder and board president of the QT Library – a 501(c)(3) nonprofit working to bring a brick-and-mortar LGBTQIA+ library and substance-free community space to Boston. Jake is the Producer of Festival Presentations for the Under the Radar Festival, and works with private clients as a professional organizer and decluttering coach. Jake honed his skills as an arts worker and educator at Forklift Danceworks, Marty Pottenger's Art At Work, Pomegranate Arts, the Office for the Arts at Harvard, and more. Find him on Instagram at @jakebookplantsky.Links from the Show: QT Library: https://www.qtlibrary.org/ Under the Radar: https://utrfest.org/ Find Jake on IG: https://www.instagram.com/jakebookplantsky Join Mama Dragons today: www.mamadragons.org In the Den is made possible by generous donors like you. Help us continue to deliver quality content by becoming a donor today at www.mamadragons.org.  Support the showConnect with Mama Dragons:WebsiteInstagramFacebookDonate to this podcast