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Catherine Newman's latest, Wreck, is a beautiful meditation on the act of motherhood. Revisiting the family from Sandwich as they enter a new phase of familial life. We all know that successful parents raise kids just to lose them to the world, and that this launch into independence is something we all desperately hope for and deeply dread. Funny, touching and compulsively readable this is a novel about the beauty and pain of family, who have so much to lose when they have so much to love. Find books mentioned on The Book Case: https://www.goodmorningamerica.com/shop/story/book-case-podcast-reading-list-118433302 Books mentioned in this week's episode: Wreck by Catherine Newman Sandwich by Catherine Newman We all Want Impossible Things by Catherine Newman Waiting for Birdy by Catherine Newman The Ten Year Affair by Erin Somers  Heart the Lover by Lily King Moby Dick by Herman Melville Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

On this week's episode, the girls dive into the jaw dropping comments Michaela received at her husband's birthday dinner and let's just say, she (and Hunter) were absolutely stunned. They also relive the magic and mayhem of Halloween, unpack the Love is Blind reunion, and debate why biometric matchmaking might just be exactly what the dating scene in America needs. Plus, why Hunter is probably an anthropologist. (Lover of Anthropologie?) Follow us! Hunter: https://www.instagram.com/huntermcgrady Michaela: https://www.instagram.com/michaelamcgrady Subscribe to Patreon for exclusive episodes and content: https://www.patreon.com/Themodelcitizenpodcast

Click the post for details on this episode! Welcome back to Open House! Randy Seidman here, with another two hours of the grooviest beats. Coming to you from Australia in the midst of a six show tour, playing Sydney, Cairns, Gold Coast, Brisbane, Adelaide and Melbourne. Always amazing times down under! Later this month I'll be on the Mojjo Rooftop in Bangkok for a special three-hour set. Today's episode is a special one with some of my favorite recent tunes in the first hour, followed by an exclusive session with the prolific South Korean powerhouse duo, Pierre Blanche. For now, turn it up. Randy Seidman's Website Randy Seidman's SoundCloud Randy Seidman's Beatport Randy Seidman's Spotify Randy Seidman's Facebook Randy Seidman's Twitter Randy Seidman's Track List: 01. Greater Than Us - This Woman (Extended Mix) [Valiant Records] 02. Cosmicat & SS.HH.A.N.A 'Lover's Game' (Dub Mix) [Mahool] 03. Tryger - Warrior (Extended Mix) [SkyTop] 04. VOYA -_Echoes_of_Us_Extended_Mix_[Sirup_Music] 05. Alexey Sonar - Tourist (ORNICAN Extended Remix) [Intricate Records] 06. Khainz, Like Mike, Elodie Gervaise, HEREON - Under Your Spine (Extended Mix) [Tomorrowland Music] 07. Belladonna - Dust (Original Mix) [7Rituals] 08. Q.U.A.K.E, Manu Cerasa - Critical (Extended Mix) [Siona Records] 09. Q.U.A.K.E, Martin Magal - Desire for Life (Original Mix) [Astral] 10. Beki M - I Need You (Extended Mix) [HouseU] 11. Different Stage, Thomas Klipan - Red Light (Original Mix) [Braslive Records] 12. Rafa Silva - Desires (Nihil Young Extended Remix) [Perspectives Digital] 13. Flamma - Wish You Were Here (Original) [Escape Gravity] I hope you enjoyed the first hour with some of my top recent tunes. Up next is a special exclusive session with a talented techno duo out of Seoul, Pierre Blanche. With stage time at World DJ Festival, and support from heavy hitters such as Deadmau5, Carl Cox, and Markus Shultz, these boys' music has been played at parties around the world, and they were nominated for the best dance / electronic act at the 2023 Korean Popular Music Awards. With an arsenal of hits on top labels, and an imprint of their own (called Condense), Pierre Blanche is making their mark on underground dance music scene... but today they are here just for you. For the next hour, Pierre Blanche is in the mix. Pierre Blanche's Instagram Pierre Blanche's RA Pierre Blanche's Facebook Pierre Blanche's SoundCloud Pierre Blanche's Beatport Pierre Blanche's Track List: 01.⁠ ⁠Steve Angello - Hooligans (Extended Version Breaks Edit) [SIZE Records] 02. Alterboy - Let's Jack (Extended Mix) [AETERNA Records] 03. Argy, Adriatique - RACER (Extended Mix) [Afterlife Records] 04. Zerky, Adam Sellouk - Touch It (Extended Mix) [SPINNIN' DEEP] 05. Tiesto - RVN (Raven) [Misical Freedom] 06. Sarah De Warren, Charles D (USA), KASIA (ofc) - PSYCHO (Original Mix) [Drumcode] 07. Pierre Blanche - ID 08. Green Velvet, Layton Giordani - When It Kicks (Extended Mix) [MADMINDS] 09. Kos:mo - Obey to the Dancefloor (Original Mix) [1605] 10. Da Hool, Cassian, YOTTO - Love Parade (Extended Mix) [Afterlife Records] 11. Pierre Blanche - ID 12. Rafael Cerato, Wave Wave - Sound Vibrate (Original Mix) [1001 Recordings] 13. Layton Giordani, Be No Rain, GENESI (ITA) - Call You Back (Extended Mix) [MADMINDS] 14. Khainz, Mariz, KASIA (ofc) - Stop Go (Original Mix) [Tomorrowland Music] 15. Tone Depth, Wasiu, Massano - Nina (Extended Mix) [Afterlife Records] 16. Pierre Blanche- Phenomena (Extended Mix) [Condense] 17. Losless, KAS:ST - In & Out (Extended Mix) [UPPERGROUND]   Randy Seidman · Open House 249 w/Randy Seidman + Pierre Blanche [Nov. 2025]

Feminist statement or search for instant notoriety? Harriet Richardson's latest artwork has the internet divided. Especially since the work of art is in this case is - her!The London-based artist spent nearly a thousand euro to tattoo the names of all of her former lover's mothers across her ribs and even hired a private investigator to find some of them…She joins Seán to discuss…

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Feminist statement or search for instant notoriety? Harriet Richardson's latest artwork has the internet divided. Especially since the work of art is in this case is - her!The London-based artist spent nearly a thousand euro to tattoo the names of all of her former lover's mothers across her ribs and even hired a private investigator to find some of them…She joins Seán to discuss…

Thank you to Ro for sponsoring this video. Connect with a provider at https://ro.co/lovers to find out if prescription Ro Sparks are right for you. In collaboration with Seema Anand and Surmeyi, our Käma collection celebrates women's bodies as inseparable from nature, and pleasure as the invisible force balancing the universe. Get your jewelry today: https://surmeyi.com/collections/kama  ----- Sacred, spicy, and still timeless — we had to bring this one back. Shan sat down with artist Tanerélle to dive deep into the world of sacred sexuality and conscious intimacy. Sacred sexuality is more than physical pleasure; it's an intentional way of connecting through energy, presence, and deep emotional awareness. From gentle touch and stillness to moments of shared breath and meditation, it invites a kind of connection that transcends the body and opens the heart. This mindful practice can lead to profound release, heightened pleasure, and a fuller experience of intimacy, from multiple or non-ejaculatory orgasms for men to expansive, layered sensations for women. Plus, Brenden Durell joins to guide a special class in the LOVERS community. We go over sacred sexuality and breathwork, a transformative session on presence, connection, and embodied pleasure. Follow Tanerélle https://www.instagram.com/tanerelle/   Follow Brenden Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/brendendurell/ Website: https://brendendurell.com/  Want more Lover? Shan's AI trained to give you her advice → http://loversbyshan.com  Get a free weekly Love Letter → http://loversbyshan.com/newsletter  Join the Lovers Community → https://www.loversbyshan.com/community  Explore free quizzes + worksheets → http://loversbyshan.com/quizzes 

The new Rumps & Bumps jersey just dropped! Check out afterpartyinc.com. We are live from the HQ the Lounge on Cincy Nasty Street! GDollaSign joins us as he brings some of his bartenders on and we ask them some tuff horny questions and we find out which one of them is the most toxic. Follow us on social media @AaronScenesAfterParty

Fluent Fiction - French: Mystery in the Louvre: An Art Lover's Autumn Adventure Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/fr/episode/2025-11-05-08-38-20-fr Story Transcript:Fr: L'automne avait transformé Paris en un tableau vivant.En: The autumn had transformed Paris into a living tableau.Fr: Les feuilles bruissaient sous les pieds des passants aux abords du Louvre, où une nouvelle intrigue se tissait.En: The leaves rustled under the feet of the passersby at the edge of the Louvre, where a new intrigue was unfolding.Fr: Au cœur du musée, parmi les œuvres d'art célèbres et les touristes émerveillés, se cachait un mystère sombre.En: In the heart of the museum, among the famous works of art and the awe-struck tourists, a dark mystery lay hidden.Fr: Lucien, un jeune passionné d'histoire de l'art, parcourait les galeries avec enthousiasme.En: Lucien, a young art history enthusiast, was enthusiastically wandering through the galleries.Fr: Chaque tableau, chaque sculpture, était pour lui une fenêtre sur le passé.En: Every painting, every sculpture, was for him a window to the past.Fr: Il venait d'une petite ville de province et avait toujours rêvé d'un jour résoudre un grand mystère à Paris.En: He came from a small provincial town and had always dreamed of one day solving a great mystery in Paris.Fr: Ce rêve semblait sur le point de devenir réalité.En: This dream seemed on the verge of becoming reality.Fr: Au même moment, Élodie, la conservatrice du musée, bouillonnait d'inquiétude.En: At the same time, Élodie, the museum curator, was simmering with anxiety.Fr: Un tableau précieux, une œuvre rare de l'impressionnisme, avait disparu.En: A precious painting, a rare piece of Impressionism, had disappeared.Fr: Le gala annuel du musée approchait, et le stress pesait lourd sur ses épaules.En: The museum's annual gala was approaching, and the stress weighed heavily on her shoulders.Fr: Elle était sceptique quant à l'implication de Lucien, mais elle avait peu d'alternatives.En: She was skeptical about Lucien's involvement, but she had few alternatives.Fr: Le temps pressait.En: Time was pressing.Fr: Sans en avertir Élodie, Lucien décida de chercher des indices.En: Without informing Élodie, Lucien decided to search for clues.Fr: Il passa des heures à interroger secrètement le personnel du musée.En: He spent hours secretly questioning the museum staff.Fr: Certains, touchés par sa détermination, acceptèrent de l'aider.En: Some, touched by his determination, agreed to help.Fr: Ils fouillèrent les salles, examinèrent chaque recoin, espérant trouver une trace de l'œuvre disparue.En: They searched the rooms, examined every nook, hoping to find a trace of the missing work.Fr: Élodie, bien qu'hésitante, remarqua la ténacité de Lucien.En: Élodie, although hesitant, noticed Lucien's tenacity.Fr: Elle devait choisir : continuer selon le protocole établi ou laisser ce jeune idéaliste agir.En: She had to choose: continue according to the established protocol or let this young idealist act.Fr: Elle opta pour une approche équilibrée, oscillant entre méfiance et espoir.En: She opted for a balanced approach, oscillating between mistrust and hope.Fr: Un jour, alors que la lumière dorée de l'automne inondait la grande salle, Lucien découvrit un indice crucial.En: One day, as the golden autumn light flooded the great hall, Lucien discovered a crucial clue.Fr: Une note cachée derrière une sculpture.En: A note hidden behind a sculpture.Fr: Elle indiquait que le tableau avait été dissimulé dans une section peu visitée du musée par un ancien employé frustré.En: It indicated that the painting had been concealed in a little-visited section of the museum by a former disgruntled employee.Fr: Le mystère s'éclaircissait.En: The mystery was clearing up.Fr: Lucien et Élodie unirent leurs efforts.En: Lucien and Élodie joined their efforts.Fr: Grâce à cette collaboration inattendue, ils localisèrent le tableau, soigneusement enveloppé dans un dépôt poussiéreux.En: Thanks to this unexpected collaboration, they located the painting, carefully wrapped in a dusty storage area.Fr: Le coupable, un homme amer à cause d'un ancien différend, fut arrêté.En: The culprit, a bitter man due to a past dispute, was arrested.Fr: Le jour du gala, le tableau était là, éblouissant sous les lumières de la fête.En: On the day of the gala, the painting was there, dazzling under the party lights.Fr: Lucien, rayonnant mais modeste, avait prouvé sa valeur.En: Lucien, radiant but modest, had proven his worth.Fr: Élodie, quant à elle, apprit qu'une touche de confiance pouvait parfois transcender les règles.En: Élodie, on the other hand, learned that a touch of confidence could sometimes transcend the rules.Fr: Paris continuait de murmurer sous l'automne, mais au Louvre, le triomphe partagé de Lucien et Élodie célébrait plus que l'art.En: Paris continued to murmur under the autumn, but at the Louvre, the shared triumph of Lucien and Élodie celebrated more than art.Fr: C'était une victoire de conviction et de confiance, un moment où l'individu et l'équipe avaient trouvé un équilibre parfait.En: It was a victory of conviction and confidence, a moment where the individual and the team had found perfect balance. Vocabulary Words:the autumn: l'automnethe tableau: le tableauthe leaves: les feuillesto rustle: bruirethe passerby: le passantthe heart: le cœurthe awe-struck: émerveilléthe curator: le conservateur/la conservatriceto simmer: bouillirthe anxiety: l'inquiétuderare piece: œuvre rarethe gala: le galato weigh: peserthe shoulder: l'épaulethe clue: l'indiceto interrogate: interrogerto examine: examinerthe nook: le recointhe tenacity: la ténacitéthe protocol: le protocoleto oscillate: oscillerthe hope: l'espoirthe sculpture: la sculptureto conceal: dissimulerthe storage area: le dépôtthe culprit: le coupablethe dispute: le différendthe balance: l'équilibrethe confidence: la confiancethe conviction: la conviction

She Said, “You Can't Stop Me From Loving Someone Else.” And Took Out $50K For Her LoverBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/true-cheating-wives-and-girlfriends-stories-2025-true-cheating-stories-podcast--5689182/support.

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Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 26 A New Student (tribal) Council   In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.             If you can't look in a mirror and laugh at yourself, cut off the light             "Can we put other restrictions on you?" Simone Brady prodded.   "This is not the 'Zane' show," Virginia Goodswell interjected. "We need to decide when the new Student government will meet, I suggest Tuesday nights, and how we are going to conduct business."   "We can start by deciding where we meet," Chastity spoke up. "I vote for Zane's place."   "What's wrong with the Assembly Hall, where we've always met?" Rhaine countered.   "Rhaine, you are drinking a Doctor Pepper, KayLeigh, you are drinking a grape juice, and Joy was eating a bowl of vanilla ice cream with chocolate syrup when I got here," Hope snickered. "You have hot plates and microwaves too, if needed."   Rhaine, Joy, and KayLeigh, all Traditionalists, looked guilty. They also looked like they treasured their creature comforts because they weren't running for the door.   "It is a nice place," KayLeigh admitted.   "And you don't get to come back up here otherwise," Rio grinned evilly. "This floor is devoted to the freshman class."   "There are a lot of upperclassmen up here right now," Rhaine pointed out.   "Those are what you would call 'friends'," Rio sneered. "If you weren't freaking evil, you might have some."   "Please don't put it that way," I requested of Rio. Rio had every reason to be cranky. Mercy looked even more exhausted sitting at her side.   "Zane will arrange the room to fit your needs," Christina finally spoke, "I guarantee it."   "You think you can control him?" Rhaine shot back.   "I'm not afraid of him; he's not some wild beast. I ask him to do things for me and he does," Christina chided Rhaine. "He is like any other freshman; it is that simple."   "He's rather mouthy for a freshman," Hannah joked.   "Well, maybe if you put my mouth to other uses," I bantered back. There was a moment of silence followed by Dana Gorman taking up her bottled water and walking over to me. She smiled down at my seated form while she poured out the remaining water onto my crown.   "Cool off, Casanova," Dana cautioned me playfully before returning to her seat.   "Exactly why do you keep her around again?" Rio slapped my shoulder.   "Can you imagine how insufferable Christina would be if Coach didn't keep her in line?" I smiled. Christina rolled her eyes while Rio chuckled. Virginia stood up and cleared her throat.   "I want to make sure that all the ladies, plus Zane, plan to make this experiment work. It is rather pointless to proceed if any of you can't be honest now," Virginia, my Spiritual Advisor, poled the audience. Most of the girls looked around to see who would do what but no one jumped.   "I think it is safe to say that we students will stay true to the Vice Chancellor's plan, though this is not an endorsement of Zane, his conduct, or even his continued presence here," Rhaine spoke for the group.   "With that settled, we can call it a night," Doctor Kennedy declared. "Ladies, consider what issues we need to deal with so we can bring them up next Tuesday night, 9 pm."   "Who do we send the itinerary to?" Simone inquired.   "Zane," Hudson Lane volunteered me.   "I nominate Faith De Young (of Christina's inner circle) to be our Secretary of Record, if she wants the job," I said. Faith looked completely taken off-guard but nodded quickly.   "I'll do it," she made clear. The meeting broke up soon after with most of the student leadership departing. Dana, Hudson, and Christina & company hung around a little longer.   "Not the Glamorous Gremlin?" Rio teased me on my choice of Secretary. She gasped and nearly fell over right after that. Iona smiled softly and shook her head. She realized that she was still a freshman and her day would come.   "Ah, here's one of the controllers," Heaven gave a devilish smile as she handed the device over to Rio. Miraculously, the other three sexual wonders were also handed over, ending the threat of torture for the day.   "I see a spanking machine in you bitches' future," Rio snarled at Chastity, Hope, Heaven, Faith, and Christina.   "I swear, I tried to get one of those damn things all day long," Valarie griped. "You would think that after setting this up, someone would have given me one, but no, I am a freshman so I don't get to play the game."   "It was you!" Rio screamed, and lunged at Valarie, who comically batted her away as Vivian and Mercy intervened.   "Yes," Val laughed, "but it was Iona who figured out how to have captured your days by enlisting the aid of classmates with video phones. I can tell today's footage is going to be a classic."   "Why did you do it?" Vivian asked Valarie.   "I had revenge on Rio and made Mercy ecstatically happy; it was a win-win," Val grinned vindictively. It was a credit to Rio's berserk nature that no one asked what Rio had done to warrant revenge; everyone automatically assumed that Valarie was justified.   "Everyone's sympathy is under-whelming," Rio grumbled. "Come on, Mercy, let's get these things off."   "Do we have to?" Mercy pleaded softly. Hell, I imagine she could barely stand but apparently, her limit to sexual overstimulation was unconsciousness. Rio used one finger to hook Mercy's collar and pulled her close.   "How dare you talk back," Rio whispered, but I was close enough to hear. "I was going to settle for the vibrating nipple clamps that arrived today but now I'm thinking a few dozen paddle blows, to each cheek, are in your future, you annoying little bitch."   Annoying was Mercy and Rio's code word for 'love'; Rio simply couldn't stand the 'L' word.   "Vibrating nipple clamps?" Christina was both confused and amused. "Where do you people come up with this stuff?"   "Adam and Eve," Rio shot back without batting an eye. "Wait until I have Mercy's nipples and lips pierced; then the real fun begins."   "I don't think Mercy should have her lips pierced," Vivian suggested forcefully. "They'd be glaringly obvious." Rio groaned and sighed.   "Not those lips," Rio clarified. "The other ones, you know, labia, cunt lips, cunt etc." There was a pregnant pause in the room. "Attach vibrator wires to those bad boys and Wow! Let the magic begin."   Mercy and Rio really were made for each other; they were both salivating at the prospect. Thankfully, I saw Cassandra hovering around and looking ready for me to start playing towel boy.   "Ladies, one last duty to perform and then my day is done," I attempted my exit.   "Zane, is it alright if I spend the night?" Hope ambushed me.   "Of course," I smiled, because I'm a fucking idiot who is an embarrassment to the very concept of the mentally challenged and a parody of every teen boy date flick. I was already spending time with Iona, Paige, Barbie Lynn, and now Hope.   Maybe I can find a way to have a secret government space array shoot an earthquake laser at my feet so a pit opens up underneath me and I plummet to a fiery death at the Earth's core. Maybe I watch too much bad TV.   "Iona, did my Viagra arrive yet," I teased my buddy. "I'm going to need a pill tonight."   "Oh, Zane, I don't think we have any but I'll go online and see what I can get for you," Iona replied in all seriousness.   "I know some guys who smuggle them in from Mexico," Valarie offered. "I'll make some calls."   "That is so cool!" Barbie Lynn clapped her hands. "Now he'll never go down. I can ride him all night long." She hugged me while a fearful vision of my desiccated, sperm-drained husk lying open-eyed and lifeless on my bed danced before my eyes.   "Zane?" Cassandra called out.   "Oh, yes, towel boy and bikini selection," I muttered. I gravitated her way, took her hand, and led her to my room.   "What's that about?" Vivian mused.   "Handmaiden's Duty," Iona informed the ladies. "He picks out a bikini for her and acts as pool boy while she's in the Jacuzzi."   "I hope someone cleans that thing from time to time," Faith shuddered.   "Every morning at ten o'clock it is drained and cleaned, and the filter cleaned every Monday," Iona droned on without even looking up. The rest of that exchange was lost as I retreated to my bedroom.   What followed could be blamed on Cassandra accidently dropping her drink in the Jacuzzi and me having to retrieve it; it was an unopened soda can. Or maybe it could be blamed on the surprisingly conservative (for my room) white and black striped bikini she wore. Whatever was the catalyst, inside five minutes I had Cassandra out of her suit, front to front, her crotch pressing me against the side of the Jacuzzi with my head barely above water while she rode my face in a pattern and energy that reminded me of Hawaii's North Shore.   Cassandra was pounding the back of my head against the wood wall as she drove her cunt over my lips and tongue again and again.   "Oh, Baby, you are so much better than my fingers," she communicated with an erotic growl. "Keep it up, keep it up!" She was the one in the control of the sexual rhythm so I was not sure what else I might do but keep licking and sucking as hard as I could.   I was finally able to run a hand along her chocolate flesh until I managed to push against her sternum and got her to roll her shoulders back. That allowed me to start massaging and stroking one of her breasts while my other hand got between her legs from behind and gently penetrated her cunt.   "Za, za, za, Zane!" she screamed out. Note to self: Add earplugs to my Must Have List.   Cassandra slathered my nose, lips, and chin with her rather scalding, light to the tongue and tasty fluids. If she wasn't still trying to give me a concussion with her hips I might have enjoyed it more. As her orgasm dissipated, she slid down my body with a sated sigh. Her legs were outside mine so as she descended, her cunt came to rest on my Speedo-encased cock. Saying that my cock was hard would be like saying snow is cold or the English love their soccer; pretty much a given.   Her eyes grew wide when she realized where she rested. She's a senior and a virgin in a Christian Girl's school, she began humping me, of course. Being Cassandra, she began humping me hard and thumping her way to another climax.   "Zane, I am totally rethinking you being allowed on campus," Cassandra panted.   "Is this a good thing or a bad thing?" I wondered. At this time I had one finger lightly in her cunt as my other hand tenderly tweaked one of her nipples.   "Oh, I think every junior and senior should have their own personal freshman boy to keep under control with a strong hand," she grinned while she kept working my rod over with her cunt.   "Wouldn't it be nice if we developed a peaceful, platonic relationship based on mutual trust and respect?" I suggested hopefully. Cassandra gave a deep, throaty laugh.   "You're funny, but no," she grinned evilly. "After all, if that was the case, I couldn't do this: Zane, suck my other nipple, suck it hard, while I play with your fat phallus." Oh yeah, I love the way this is going (insert internalized weeping).   She worked out my cock painfully fast and began rubbing it deeply between her labia, to the point I felt the tightness of her vaginal walls on my cockhead.   "Zane, you know a whole lot about the sex stuff," she stated. "What's a cock ring?" Oh, HELL No! I have enough difficulty ejaculating as is. The last thing I need is something that allows another to make the prospects of my ejaculation even dimmer.   "It's a device, a ring, that is placed over the base of the cock to restrict blood flow, thus allowing longer erections," I grudgingly confessed. "Thinking about getting one, as a Christmas present, for someone out of state?"   "So, you could have intercourse, for a long time, and not ejaculate, so a girl would be, safe, in fucking you raw?" Cassandra's voice was becoming more strained.   "Technically, yes, but a little music, some hand-holding, and dinner at McDonald's would suffice in getting me aroused," I tried to explain. "There is no need for, something like that."   "Zane, clearly God put you, on this campus as a test for, true believers," Cassandra related, "And every woman here needs, to be tested, A Lot!" she screamed out her second orgasm of the night.   My hands raced down to grab each luscious buttock before her spasms caused her to slip down my cock and make her virginity a thing of the past. When my cock slapped against my stomach, I held Cassandra tight until she calmed down.   "You need to stay on campus during the weekends," Cassandra moaned with content exhaustion, "so we can use you more often."   "Why do you think I flee campus every weekend?" I thought. If she had her way, I'd be walking around with an IV in my arm and popping Viagra like M&M's. I chose life! If you think I am a coward, step up and take my place. I'll sneak back into the cemetery at night and put a flower on your headstone. You can take that permanent smile etched on your face to your grave, He-Man.   "I have to ask: What brought this on?" I inquired.   "I received one of Mercy's controls and we shared the next class," Cassandra confessed. "She glowed with such pleasure I thought she would pass out. I was suddenly curious."   "I had nothing to do with that," I groaned. "I swear, it wasn't me." Cassandra placed one hand on each side of my face.   "Zane, it wasn't you, I know that," she smiled, "but it is your presence that allowed something like that, her ability to experience that level of pleasure, that I want to experience. I have to go now. I need to report to the other girls what it was like so we can figure out what to do with you next."   You know, if I had been paranoid, I would have been right, people are plotting against me. Cassandra stood up and stepped onto the bench so that I was once more facing her puffy, somewhat abused cunt lips before she swung one leg over me and exited the tub. I closed my eyes and let my head hang over the side, facing up.   "Towel boy," Cassandra taunted me. I looked at her. Cassandra was dripping wet and she was extending a towel my way. I pulled my own tired ass out of the Jacuzzi and tenderly buffed her excellent body until she was dry. She gave me one last kiss, dressed, and virtually skipped out of my domain, happy, arrogant and plotting my demise.   I cleaned up, dealt with the Jacuzzi, and took in my surroundings. The only witnesses to my congress and conversation with Cassandra were Dana Gorman and Hudson Lane, my voyeuristic adult female 'friends'.   Dana pulled me over as I walked passed her. Hudson Lane had gone off to get some drinks.   "You and Gabrielle, ?"   "You have no respect for my survival instincts, do you?" I chuckled.   "Not really," Dana smirked.   "Fine," I groaned in feigned annoyance. "She wanted to talk so we talked, nothing else happened."   "She beat you up, didn't she?" Gorman persisted.   Another deep sigh on my part came out before I confessed, "Yes. Why do you ask?"   "I wanted to smack you around from the first day I met you," Dana laughed. "I think Ms. Black has done admirably not beating you black and blue before now."   "Has yet another girl beaten Zane up?" Hudson angled around to sit next to Dana. "The consistency of the femdom attitudes at this school is frightening."   "Don't throw stones, Ms. Lane," Dana warned her. "You, Zane, and Ms. Messier, the lawyer Ms. Buchanan hired to help Zane when he went to jail, I was head of security when it happened and I know when Ms. Messier arrived on campus, where she stayed, and when she, and you, left this dorm."   "You never said anything to Chancellor Bazz?" Hudson worried.   "No," Dana responded. "You three are adults, and ruining your career here wouldn't have made expelling Zane any easier. I wasn't the sex police."   "Thank you," Hudson smiled. "I now have another reason to be happy Zane championed your cause with the Board of Directors." She touched Dana on her thigh.   "It's not going to happen, Lane," Dana informed the lawyer while opening her V-8. "I've had a long time to figure out that I'm not attracted to women." Wow, Dana knew that Hudson was bi-sexual and didn't care. That was another big plus for Dana in my book.   "That's what Brigitte Messier thought as well," Hudson winked. "It turns out a little bit of Zane goes a long way to loosening up a girl's morals and expanding their horizons."   "I repeat, it is not going to happen," Dana shook her head. "Zane's a student and I'm a teacher. Perhaps the day he graduates, I'll kidnap him for a long, frustration-relieving weekend. I haven't had sex in eight years and watching him work really stresses my resolve."   "You could always join me in the hot tub," I offered. I wasn't sure how serious I was. I also wasn't sure how bad a concussion Cassandra had given me.   "Zane, do you have any idea of what I would do to you if I focused all my pent up sexual fury onto that body of yours?" Dana threatened. I gulped.   "Does it start with me tying you down?" I suggested sweetly. Hudson was looking really intrigued by this. I was beginning to believe she had this erotic attraction to 'turning' straight girls, most likely mirroring her own Law School experiences.   "What do you think?" she glared. Dana was becoming seriously aroused.   "I guess my only other question is if I can outrun you," I joked. Dana kept staring.   "Zane," Hudson snickered, "do you realize that your swimsuit is basically transparent when wet?"   "No, I didn't," I gulped once more. My package was less than a foot from Dana's lips. "Sorry, I'll be going to bed now," I backed up.   "That's a really nice ass," Dana sighed as I turned away.   "It is even nicer to touch," Hudson commented.   "It's not happening, Lane," Dana grumbled.   "Oh, you will come around," Hudson Lane laughed softly. "I have faith in Zane." Dana growled in rebuttal.   When I rounded the first cut-back leading to my bedroom, I heard and smelled sex, suddenly, sneaking off to Gabrielle Black's place and hiding out for the night sounded like a good idea, barring her killing me, of course. I sorted out the noises as I moved around until the room came into full view.   Reminder number one: Check the God Damn air filters!   Where the fuck do I begin?   On the far side of the bed, Mercy was on her knees, head down on a pillow with her painfully ecstatic face looking toward me. That was how I could tell she had been gagged. Her wrists were handcuffed behind her back, she was moaning and sweating up a storm, and her whole aura emanated with tantric excitement.   In case you might be wondering where her Mistress was: Rio was straddling Mercy's back, ass resting on Mercy's neck (by the tension in her thighs, Rio wasn't pressing down hard thankfully) and facing her playmate's highly vulnerable posterior.   "Hold out a little longer, my slut," Rio egged Mercy on quietly as she paddled those beautiful exposed ass cheeks, apparently in a random fashion.   And now it gets weird(er): Behind Mercy, facing Rio, wielding a strap-on with firm, slow, and steady strokes, was Paige. For the love of the Almighty, should I be quarantined as an immorality contagion? It wasn't like Paige was an angel but she was taking a few giant steps to proficiently wielding an artificial cock into a bound girl's bunghole. The fact that Rio and Paige despised each other continued warping my perception of events.   Barbie Lynn (farthest away in the closest group), Vivian, and Valarie were on the near side of the sheets. They weren't actually having sex but were talking in low voices with the occasional running of a hand through a companion's hair or tracing a finger from hip to thigh. It was sensual without being pornographic. It also appeared to be something they all three were enjoying.   In the middle section of my sleeping platform (it is an awesomely big bed) was Iona and Hope, who were doing a little more than cuddling together in quiet conversation. Hope stroked Iona's head compassionately as Iona gently teased and suckled on Hope's left breast. Every ounce of my experience cried out to me that Iona had initiated the sexual contact. That boggled the mind, right up there with Hope allowing a near stranger such intimate contact.   "Hey, Lover," Barbie Lynn gifted me with a sultry leer, "are you going to take that off or are you going to allow him to bust out on his own?" Bathing suit, cock, raging erection; got it. I yanked off my speedo fast enough to make my skin burn. I wrapped it up in a towel before tossing them in the clothes hamper.   I quickly plotted out my journey, figuring out where I was supposed to end up. I was giving up the illusion that I controlled events because if I was created in God's image and that was the reason God wanted men to rule over women, then I think God was really Goddess and Heaven's soul had it right, change sides.   Valarie gave me a fearless grin as I climbed over her on my way to the middle. She shifted so that her breasts swayed from side to side. I took in the view before kissing her and moving on.   "Try to settle things down by eleven, Zane," Vivian requested. I nodded and then kissed the tip of her nose, which she returned by kissing my forehead. It was very motherly of her, barring the fact that the sheets barely covered her pubic region and every exposed bit of her looked scrumptious.   My last hurdle was Barbie Lynn, and that was an obstacle in more than just the physical sense. She knew how to stretch and yawn just right for making my blood boil with lust and my vision cloud with desire.   "You will come back to me, Zane," she said with brazen tenderness. "Now go on and take care of the others who need you now." Best Blonde Bombshell ever.   As I settled behind Hope who was still facing Iona, I took it slow to let her instincts understand that I wasn't a threat but desirous of her.   "What's going on here?" I inquired delicately. "Hope, I didn't think you liked Iona all that much? And Iona, you have become much more confident in the past month; I like it."   "Zane, Iona is one of the bravest freshmen I've ever met. She's never backed down from a challenge and is smart enough to fight the battles she can win and send others to win the one's she can't," Hope explained. "I have admired her for some time."   "I know you wanted Hope to be put at ease," Iona related. "She's surrounded by people she has minimal familiarity with. I reasoned that I could help her adjust by doing what you do."   "Sexy, clever, lethal girls; this is definitely going on my Santa Wish List," I grinned. I was trying to settle in behind Hope when she wiggled around onto her back and indicated she wanted me to move between her and Iona. I was hardly in the mood to refuse and soon, both ladies were nestled in my arms. I was thinking about the next step when the situation around Mercy increased in energy and volume.   Hope pushed halfway over my chest and Iona turned away from me so they could watch the proceedings. Mercy was shivering like a leaf in a thunderstorm. Rio moved up so that her face was inches away from Paige's. I could see Paige contemplating her next action before she leaned into Rio. They each placed a hand behind the other's head to keep them close as they kissed.   "You smart-ass hooker," Rio snickered. "What flavor is that?" Mercy was cresting toward her orgasm unattended while Rio made small talk with Paige.   "Mango, lip balm and mouth wash," Paige beamed triumphantly. Rio snorted.   "Really start hammering the bitch," Rio ordered/requested. Paige nodded. She slowly drew back until only the tip of the fake phallus remained in Mercy's rectum before savagely slamming it all the way in as hard as she could.   Mercy squealed through her gag and began to violently spasm. Rio dismounted Mercy and flopped beside her partner's head.   "Don't you dare lose it, Cum-Bunny," Rio pressed Mercy. "Disappoint me and you will get nothing until the weekend. I won't let you touch anyone, even yourself. Are we clear?"   Mercy sobbed and nodded while her body teetered on the precipice of total collapse. Paige was displeased with Mercy's resistance and began spanking her thighs and buttocks hard enough to leave imprints. Rio kept stroking Mercy's hair and urging her to hang on. At the pinnacle of the moment I knew Mercy could not go on, Rio spoke softly into her ear.   "You annoying whore," she said, "I am so proud to be with you. Don't ever leave, now cum." Mercy's resulting climax was so powerful that her muscle spasms knocked Paige back on her heels knocking the strap-on mostly out of her ass. Mercy squirted, really squirted, onto Paige's lap, with even more juice shooting and coating Mercy's thighs and my sheets.   Up front, Mercy was cursing up a storm through her gag, grinding the fabric between her teeth with tears streaming out of her clenched eyes. Before her thrashing subsided, Rio had pulled the gag off and was kissing her fiercely on the lips, again and again. Mercy curled into a ball and Rio immediately wrapped her arms and legs around her Sub, keeping her presence light but comforting.   Rio saw our attention being directed their way and mouthed: 'Best Bitch Ever!' using her eyes to exaggerate the force of the words. Paige was still looking over the sticky mess that she had become.   "Put the contraption to soak in the big sink and take a shower," I suggested. Paige could see no flaw in my suggestion so she gave me a wink, unstrapped the device, and made her way out of the room.   When my eyes snapped back from watching a naked Paige exit, I saw that Hope's focus was on me.   "That looked fun," Hope stated clinically. "It is not for me but it definitely looked like they all felt, cleaner in a spiritual sense when they were done. I would never have suspected. In fact, I thought being bound was debasing and weak."   "It is called bondage and it is part of a sexual practice called BDSM, bondage, discipline, sadomasochism," I explained. "It definitely isn't for everyone, and certainly isn't as bizarre as Iona's furry fetish."   "Zane," Hope glared, "I saw a CSI episode on furries and you can't be an Asian or Asian-American high school girl in the United States and not know about cosplay; Iona and I are not into either one of those lifestyles I'm pretty sure."   While Hope was distracting me with her knowledge of other sexual subcultures, Iona snuck a hand beneath me and pinched my right ass cheek.   "Ow," I jumped. "What was that for, Beautiful?" I pleaded to Iona.   "I wanted to?" she responded meekly.   "That sounds like a perfectly good reason to me," I smiled. I would be somewhat offended if it was someone else but Iona was special; like Rio, she would always have my back, but unlike my chaotic fiend, she never abused my trust (or so I thought).   "Do me a favor?" Iona requested.   "Sure, anything for you," I answered right off the bat.   "Make her happy," Iona's eyes sparkled as the flickered to Hope. "Tickle my ear when you finish."   "Sure," I sighed with feigned regret, "if I have to."   "Thank you, Iona," Hope snorted in amusement, "I've got it from here."   "Nite-nite," Iona yawned, then rolled over and pretended to drop off to sleep. Like that was going to happen anytime soon!   "What no-, Hope got out before I rolled on top of her. I used one leg to wedge hers open, then settled between them as I lowered my body down. Hope looked at me quizzically.   "Touch me wherever you like," I instructed. I showed her what I meant by kissing her cheek, then edging around to suck on her earlobe.   Hope led off with her fingertips running along the muscles of my forearms and following a twisted trail up to my shoulders. With equal care, she began rubbing her toes along my calves, up to my knees and lower thighs. This had the added benefit of rotating her hips so that her pubic hair scratched along the veins of the base of my cock.   "You know this is going to make field work with you far more difficult," Hope murmured.   "Now you know what I've been going through for a month," I teased her back. "Now you know how I feel naked under your touch and so do I."   "You touch yourself much?" Hope giggled. Iona did her best to smother her own mirthful reaction.   "Maybe you should come to my bed more often to keep my hands otherwise occupied," I suggested. Hope arched her back, thrusting her breasts into my chest and laughed lyrically.   "Touch ," Hope conceded. "I wondered if I was imposing on your hospitality, wanting to spend tonight with you. Now I'm feeling as if I've been lured in and seduced by your masculine wiles."   "Zane, manipulating somebody!" Valarie gave a comedic gasp. "Well, there is always a first time for our ham-handed Lothario to launch a plot that doesn't involve him getting an extra fish stick for dinner."   "Ham-handed," Barbie Lynn mused. "His fingers are smoking but hardly ham-like," which she emphasized by rubbing her hand over her crotch.   "Do you often stick smoked country ham between your thighs, Barbie-Baby?" Valarie taunted.   "Only when your magic tongue and fingers aren't available," Barbie Lynn volleyed right back.   "Oh, you did not say that!" Valarie choked. She vaulted on top of Barbie Lynn and the two started wrestling. Vivian scooted toward the edge and fended off the combatants from rolling over her.   "When we graduate and drag you back to our dungeon to live, are you going to miss other bed partners having these mid-coital conversations?" Hope smirked.   "You underestimate your ability to focus my attention," I countered. When you are in bed with someone, you are in bed with THAT person, or so I believe. Hope's look sizzled, her body heated up, and she pulled me so close and tight, I couldn't make out any details beyond her eyes.   "I hate them," Hope purred.   "Who?" I worried. You don't want one good friend to hate another good friend. You really don't want a good friend with marksmanship skills out the ass not liking someone you have become attached to.   "Christina and Heaven," she sighed, but I knew she wasn't serious. "Christina because you would rather be with her and Heaven because she has you."   "Hope," I maneuvered so I could stroke her cheek, "I can't promise you or anyone else anything beyond this school year. Neither one of us qualifies as 'normal' by any definition of the word. I certainly like being with you, if that matters, and not just in bed. You are beautiful, intense, and serious in a way we shouldn't be."   "Serious is not the most intimate of descriptions," Hope joked, "but I think I know what you mean. As chaotic as your life is, I think we balance each other out." I didn't need words to agree with that; I let us return to our game of touch, kiss, and lick. We were getting back into a playful tempo when the fight between Valarie and Barbie Lynn ended.   There was no hot, spontaneous lesbian eruption; it devolved into Valarie having Barbie Lynn pinned with her wrists on the pillow held over her head. Valarie was trying to administer a 'Wet Willy' (sticking a finger, or tongue, into your opponent's ear) and finally succeeding.   "I give, I give," squealed Barbie Lynn. "Anything, just stop."   "Anything?" Valarie prodded suggestively. Barbie Lynn's very ample bosom heaved with each deep breath she took, which had the effect of rubbing them in circles against Valarie's dangling breasts.   "Come with me to the Southwest this summer," Valarie demanded. Barbie Lynn was still giving it serious thought when Paige came traipsing back in, drying her hair.   "Where in the Southwest?" Paige inquired. Valarie sat up on Barbie Lynn and looked over her shoulder at the albino lass.   "West of Laredo, East of the Pacific, South of Denver and North of Mexico," Valarie answered. "Sant Fe, Vegas, the Painted Desert, places like that." I didn't see coming what happened next.   "Valarie, would you consider allowing to me come along?" Paige asked politely.   "You really want to impress Zane that much?" Valarie divined Paige's intention.   "That, and he's most likely going with Rio as well," Paige responded, "so you are going to need all the help you can get." Rio didn't respond verbally, Mercy was still recovering, but glared with venom.   "What do you add to our little expedition?" Valarie asked.   "I'll do it," Barbie Lynn interjected. "I wasn't sure what I was going to do after graduation but seeing more of the world will do me good, and I hear it is cold in the desserts at night and I don't want Zane to catch a chill," she adds with a smile.   "I speak Spanish, plus a strong understanding of electronics, botany, and computers," Paige continued with a twinge of annoyance toward Barbie.   "Fine, both are in. We are getting our rides tomorrow afternoon at five," Valarie announced.   "Zane," Hope whispered, "I appreciate the silence of our first date now more than ever."   "We can go back to your place?" I offered.   "Oh, Chastity would love that," Hope snickered playfully. "I'm afraid if you don't ravish her in the next few weeks, she is going to rape Heaven."   "I'll keep that in mind, but right now I want to be where I am, with you," I kissed Hope's nose.   "Can I try something, Zane?" Hope turned serious and introspective.   "Of course," I said.   "Paige, come over here with me," Barbie Lynn suggested. The blonde wiggled over so that Valarie fell to the far side and indicated that Paige should join her.   "You only want to sex up my body," Paige accused Barbie Lynn, as she hopped onto the foot of the bed and put her fists defiantly on her hips.   "But of course I do, Paige-shugah," Barbie Lynn licked her lips, "now get over here and give me a taste."   "Oh. In that case, Paige scampered over and reclined next to the dynamite blonde. Barbie Lynn had a strong, subtly alluring persona while Paige was constantly aggressive.   "A naked Paige Zeller sexual molesting an equally naked Barbie Lynn Masters will go down as yet another thing I never thought I'd see," Hope mused.   "Be careful who you think is molesting who," I cautioned Hope. A few seconds later Paige shook and fluttered. Barbie Lynn had slid a stealthy hand between Paige's thighs.   "Oh, someone's been a bad little kitty," Barbie Lynn cooed, "A bad, soaking wet little kitty." Paige hiccupped, then shuddered again. "Does kitty need to be petted," Barbie asked as she stroked Paige's love box, "or does kitty need to be spanked?" And Barbie Lynn spanked Paige's cunt lightly, making Paige jerk.   "Master, I stand corrected," Hope nodded her head to me in respect of my sexual insight.   "You wanted to do something?" I brought Hope back on track.   "Yes, Zane, yes I did," Hope smiled. "Please lie on your back and close your eyes." It was my turn to nod as I complied with her wishes. She settled her haunches on my crotch and waited a moment.   First was a kiss, followed in slow progression by a finger, nose, earlobe, toe, two fingers coated in her juices, two fingers coated in Paige's juices, a nipple (most likely the right), her other nipple coated in Barbie Lynn's juices, Valarie's tongue (given away by the movement toward me), Hope's tongue, her other big toe, and ending with her lips and tongue. The anticipation of what was coming next was fun. As Hope reclined on top of me, Mercy finally began to stir.   "Were you a good little tramp tonight?" Rio panted hungrily at her partner.   "Yes, I, was I?" Mercy rasped. She was fighting to stay awake, her fatigue a heavy burden to bear.   "The Slut will say 'Yes Mistress; yes I was allowed to be good tonight'," Rio nuzzled Mercy's neck, ear, and jaw.   "Yes, Mistress," Mercy purred. "My wonderfully annoying Mistress allowed me to be good tonight." Rio spanked Mercy's burning hot ass flank hard. Mercy flinched and cried out in pain.   "Did I tell you to adlib, you annoying, frustrating skank," Rio taunted her, "or is my whore clever enough to sneak in an undeserved spanking?"   Mercy buried her face in a pillow but I could swear she was smiling.   "Nipple clamps for you in the morning, and I'm getting those bitches pierced on Saturday, got it?" Rio clarified the point by rolling each nipple between her forefinger and thumb. Mercy nodded but kept her face in the pillow. "Fine, let's get underneath the covers. Snuggle up with me to keep me warm, and you had better suckle my nipples.   Rio took up her normal sleeping area, avoiding the wet spot, with Mercy at her side, her tongue playing with Rio's left nipple.   "Mercy," Rio whispered. Mercy kept tongue-flicking the nipple but looked up.   "You rock," Rio said even softer. Mercy pulled more of her weary body over Rio as the nipple play continued and Rio began stroking her paramour's hair lovingly. In that relationship, it was getting harder to determine who the 'better' half was.   I searched around blindly for some lube, which had 'mystically' migrated under Barbie Lynn's pillow.   "Hope, put some oil on my cock and on your ass cleft," I told my Korean princess. She barely broke her iron mask of indifference before taking the bottle and doing as directed. I caught sight of Valarie, Vivian, and Barbie Lynn all peeking my way.   I imagined it was the curiosity about my apparent decision to 'break' Hope in anally.   "Hope, point my cock up and mount it," I directed. In theme with the game the two of us played, Hope took my commands without question, even to the point where her virginity was in question.   "Push it back," I stopped Hope's decent as it contacted her rather moist slit. She pushed back a little. Being a virgin, she probably wasn't sure where in the cunt, a cock should penetrate. "Farther back," I insisted, then again, "no, still farther." I felt my rod separate her ass cheeks as Hope slid on down. Only when her now soaking mound settled on my pubic bone did she figure out the game.   "Ah, that's cold," Valarie whispered to Vivian and Barbie Lynn.   "No ass sex for Hope tonight," lamented Barbie Lynn. My precious blonde really loved anal sex. I put my hands on Hope's hips to support her.   "Now ride me, Hope," I smiled. "Give me everything you've got."   Hope started out slow, working out a rhythm that pushed my shaft and cockhead as deep along her ass crack as possible. She even stopped for a moment and applied more lube. Soon she was thrusting hard back and up quickly, then allowing a long, leisurely ride back to my crotch. She bounced down on me again and again, her resounding impact on my crotch becoming a wetter, smacking sound.   Hope was powerful, vibrant, and strong; she needed little of the guidance provided by my hands on her hips. I decided to move my right hand to her finely groomed pubic hair, then to her soft pubic flesh itself. I alternated between splitting her lips open and massaging her clit. With my left hand, I coaxed stimulation from her right areola and nipple.   This time, instead of scarring me, Hope wrapped her fingers in her hair. She gave a few desperate convulsions, then her whole body tensed backwards.   "Zane! Oh, fuck!" she screamed. Her ass cheeks tried to squeeze my cock in a steel-tight vise but fortunately, the lube caused it to pop free before those buns of steel could turn my man-meat into ground beef (sometimes I visualize too graphically).   "I wouldn't believe it if I wasn't seeing it with my own eyes," Vivian sighed. "A girl comes to a boy

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Michelle closes the week with a vulnerable look at self-loveand emotional healing. From breaking anxious attachment patterns to learning to receive her own care, she models what it means to become your own source of love and peace. This episode is an invitation to stop seeking love from others and start embodying it for yourself, because everything else is bonus.Michelle@GrowBy1.comwww.GrowBy1.com/IntuitiveReading

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If you've ever felt that wave of panic when he suddenly pulls away… this episode will change everything.Melissa Peters - relationship and feminine embodiment coach - unpacks the Masculine Cycle of Intimacy™ - a framework Melissa coined - that helps women understand why men need space after connection and how that space can actually strengthen love instead of destroying it.What looks like emotional unavailability is often emotional regulation — and when you know how to meet it with grounded, feminine energy, you stop chasing and start magnetizing.

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In this enlightening episode of the "Talk to Ma!" Podcast, we are honored to welcome William Beegle, a distinguished poet, emcee, lyricist, clothing designer, and curator hailing from New Haven, CT. With a unique artistic voice, William navigates the intricate interplay of color, shape, sound, and spirit, drawing deep inspiration from the natural world and the movements within it.Throughout our conversation, William shares his profound understanding of poetry as a visceral experience, aiming not merely to be heard but to resonate within the hearts and minds of his audience. He elaborates on how his work is rooted in reflection and deeply intertwined with personal experiences, memory, and the subtle lessons imparted by nature. William believes that poetry serves as a conduit for transformation, identity exploration, and the contemplation of the spaces that exist between these states.Listeners will appreciate William's perspective on the healing power of art. As he eloquently articulates, he views creative expression as a powerful means of returning to one's own truth. Our discussion delves into the rhythm of his poetry, the quiet stillness from which his ideas emerge, and the soulful storytelling that characterizes his work. William's commitment to authenticity becomes a guiding thread throughout our talk, emphasizing the importance of paying attention—not only to our emotions but also to the world around us and the often-unspoken aspects of our identities.William also shares insights into his process of curating creative experiences, demonstrating his commitment to building environments where individuals feel safe to express themselves authentically. He elucidates how these spaces foster healing and encourage genuine connection through art.Join us for an engaging and thought-provoking episode that invites reflection on the power of words and the vital role they play in our lives. Through William Beegle's lens, we gain valuable insights into the significance of narrative and creativity in navigating the complexities of modern existence.William Beegle is a poet, emcee, lyricist, and curator based in New Haven, CT, who creates through the lens of color, shape, sound, and spirit. His work is deeply inspired by nature and the way the world moves - drawing from personal experiences, memory, and the quiet lessons found in the earth. A lover of rhythm, stillness, and soulful storytelling, William builds spaces where authenticity, healing, and creative expression meet. His work invites us all to pay attention - to our emotions, to the world around us, and to the parts of ourselves that often go unnamed. Mr. William Beegle @willybeegle2 - Instagram @williambeegle - youtubeWilly beegle - spotify / apple / Pandora My movie :The Wizard 20TwentyOn tubi and Amazon prime✨ Talk to Ma! Offerings and to reach me: IG @talktomapod1:1 Mental Health Counseling (for those ready to unpack, heal, and grow)Deep Spiritual Sessions (ancestral work, energetic tune-ups, guidance from beyond)Handcrafted Medicine Bags (for protection, power, and purpose)Portable Travel Altars (for the nomadic soul who stays in prayer)

We're back -- and trying something a little different this week on GE&D! Our good friend and Managing Editor of San Pellegrino's Fine Dining Lovers, Paul Feinstein, joins us to break down the inaugural list of ‘North America's 50 Best Restaurants.' And, yes, we're judging these places like the critics who helped pick them! Sponsor: Quince - Go to Quince.com/GreenEggs to get free shipping and 365-day returns! Want to be a sponsor? Learn about your ad choices at megaphone.fm/adchoices Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Hosts Kristin Dilley and Bill Thomas of the "Mind Over Murder" podcast celebrate Halloween with a reading of "The Monkey's Paw," the horror classic by British author W.W. Jacobs, the writer who taught us all to be careful what we wish for. This bonus episode of "Mind Over Murder" originally ran on October 20, 2022.The Monkey's Paw by William Wymark JacobsDifferent versions are available.https://www.kyrene.org/cms/lib/AZ01001083/Centricity/Domain/2259/The%20Monkeys%20Paw%20-%20text.pdfSound effects by Zapsplat.Follow Othram's DNA Solves: You can help solve a case. Help fund a case or contribute your DNA. Your support helps solve crimes, enable the identification of John & Jane Does, and bring closure to families. Joining is fast, secure, and easy.https://dnasolves.com/Join the discussion on our Mind Over Murder and Colonial Parkway Murders pages on Facebook.Mind Over Murder on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/mindoverpodcastColonial Parkway Murders Facebook page with more than 15,000 followers: https://www.facebook.com/ColonialParkwayCaseYou can also participate in an in-depth discussion of the Colonial Parkway Murders here:https://earonsgsk.proboards.com/board/50/colonial-parkway-murdersMind Over Murder is proud to be a Spreaker Prime Podcaster:https://www.spreaker.comVirginia Gazette: 35 Years Later, Victims' Families in Colonial Parkway Murders Still Searching for Answers, Hope DNA Advances will Solve Case By Em Holter and Abigail Adcoxhttps://www.dailypress.com/virginiagazette/va-vg-colonial-parkway-murders-anniversary-1024-20211022-76jkpte6qvez7onybmhbhp7nfi-story.htmlMedium: The Colonial Parkway Murders — A Tale of Two Killers? By Quinn Zanehttps://medium.com/unburied/the-colonial-parkway-murders-a-tale-of-two-killers-1e8fda367a48Washington Post: "Crimes of Passion"https://www.washingtonpost.com/archive/opinions/1997/08/15/crimes-of-passion/0a38e8f9-6d04-48e4-a847-7d3cba53c363/Feature article in the Daily Beast: "Inside the Maddening Search for Virginia's Colonial Parkway Serial Killer" By Justin Rohrlichhttps://www.thedailybeast.com/what-happened-to-cathleen-thomas-and-rebecca-dowski-inside-the-hunt-for-the-colonial-parkway-killerCitizens! 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The series is available on the free Oxygen app, Hulu, YouTube, Amazon, and many other platforms. https://www.oxygen.com/lovers-lane-murders Oxygen" "Who Were The Colonial Parkway Murder Victims? 8 Young People All Killed In Virginia Within 4 Years" https://www.oxygen.com/lovers-lane-murders/crime-news/who-were-the-colonial-parkway-murder-victims Washington Post Magazine: "Victims, Families and America's Thirst for True-Crime Stories." "For Bill Thomas, his sister Cathy's murder is a deeply personal tragedy. For millions of true-crime fans, it's entertainment." https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/magazine/wp/2019/07/30/feature/victims-families-and-americas-thirst-for-true-crime-stories/Daily Press excellent series of articles on the Colonial Parkway Murders: "The Parkway" http://digital.dailypress.com/static/parkway_cottage/main/index.htmlColonial Parkway Murders website: https://colonialparkwaymurders.com Mind Over Murder Podcast website: https://mindovermurderpodcast.comPlease subscribe and rate us at your favorite podcast sites. Ratings and reviews are very important. 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On today's episode, Andy & DJ discuss the White House's East Wing expansion and current website timeline, Charlie Kirks suspect's trans lover Lance Twiggs going missing 6 weeks after political assassination, and Bill Gates saying climate change is no threat to humanity after all.

Calm your mind. Change your life. Try Calm by heading to https://calm.yt.link/2lLJh1b. ———————— This week, Shan sits down with Grammy-winning artist Chrisette Michele opens up about being diagnosed with autism as an adult and the way that revelation helped her understand her rhythm, her relationships and what safety really means for her. She shares how music became one of the few places that always made sense, how her mom stood by her through the unknown, and how she finally began to remove the mask and meet herself. Later, we bring in expert Maria Davis-Pierre, LMHC, founder of Autism in Black, Inc., to guide a deeper conversation around autism, neurodivergence, intimacy, and how we show up for those we love. Whether you're neurodivergent, in a relationship with someone who is, or simply want to deepen your understanding, this episode invites you to explore how love, safety, and authenticity coexist. Follow Chrisette Michele: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/chrisettemichele/ Website:chrisettemichele.com Follow Maria Davis-Pierre & Autism in Black: Instagram:https://www.instagram.com/autisminblack/ Website: https://www.autisminblack.org/ Sign up for the 5th Annual Autism In Black Conference Virtual or In-Person Attendance: https://funnel.autisminblack.org/2025-autism-in-black-registration-page?aff=Christina-Schmidt Want more Lover? Shan's AI trained to give you her advice → http://loversbyshan.com Get a free weekly Love Letter → http://loversbyshan.com/newsletter Join the Lovers Community → https://www.loversbyshan.com/community Explore free quizzes + worksheets → http://loversbyshan.com/quizzes

We can't wait to discuss our October Book Club Pick, Heart The Lover by Lily King! We're talking about Lily King's favorite shape (the triangle!), the surprising crossover with Writers & Lovers, crying on airplanes, male friendship, and so much more. Obsessions Becca - The Diplomat Season Three Olivia - Twinless What we read this week Olivia - Heart The Lover by Lily King, The Correspondent by Virginia Evans Becca - Ready or Not by Cara Bastone, Kiss of the Baselisk by Lindsay Straub This Month's Book Club Pick - The Correspondent by Virginia Evans (have thoughts about this book you want to share? Call in at 843-405-3157 or email us a voice memo at badonpaperpodcast@gmail.com) Sponsors Macmillan - Listen to Semi-Well-Adjusted Despite Everything by Alyson Stoner wherever you get your audiobooks The Room Next Door - Go to Audible.com/theroomnextdoor and start listening today. Join our Facebook group for amazing book recs & more! Buy our Merch! Join our Geneva! Preorder Olivia's Book, Little One, and order Such a Bad Influence! Subscribe to Olivia's Newsletter! Order Becca's Book, The Christmas Orphans Club! Subscribe to Becca's Newsletter! Follow us on Instagram @badonpaperpodcast. Follow Olivia on Instagram @oliviamuenter and Becca @beccamfreeman.

Summary Prayers for Jamaica; Michelle Obama's “Look”; Zohran Mamdani's “Auntie” causes controversy; Meg's new video (and relationship) sparks complete chaos. ABOUT ME: ⁠http://www.demetrialucas.com/about/⁠ STAY CONNECTED:  IG: ⁠@demetriallucas⁠ Twitter: ⁠demetriallucas⁠ FB: ⁠demetriallucas⁠ YouTube:⁠ demetriallucas Thanks to our sponsor: This episode is sponsored by BetterHelp. Give online therapy a try at betterhelp.com/RATCHET and get on your way to being your best self. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

October's Book: Frankenstein by Mary Shelley Startlement by Ada Limon Heart the Lover by Lily KingShakespeare Was a Woman and Other Heresies by Elizabeth Winkler The Writing Life by Annie Dillard On the Calculation of Volume, Book I by Solvej Balle The Remembered Soldier by Anjet DaanjeOur Instagram: somethingwereadpodOur email: somethingweread@gmail.comNovember's Book: Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte Closing Poem: “Murmuration” by Jessica Mc Kinney, out of Weeding Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Thank you to Function Health for sponsoring this video! Visit https://functionhealth.yt.link/Eug9eKx or use code LOVERS100 at sign-up to own your health. The first 1000 get a $100 credit toward their membership. ———————— In her mid-30s, Chy Fontenette from Behind the Likes podcast finds herself facing what feels like a full-life reset: a breakup she didn't choose, friendships shifting as she starts setting boundaries, and a growing awareness of the pain she's carried for years. Through tears, honesty, and reflection, Chy admits she doesn't know what's next,  and Shan reminds her that she's doing the most important thing of all: staying with herself through it. This episode is for anyone in that place where everything hurts and nothing feels certain. Shan offers tangible guidance on how to move through the fog, from becoming an archaeologist of your own life (digging up the moments you felt love and success before) to remembering Steve Jobs' wisdom that you can't connect the dots looking forward, only backward. The message is simple: you can't rush this part. But if you keep caring for yourself, one day you'll look up and realize, your life doesn't feel so heavy anymore. Follow Chy Fontenette! Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/chy.f/ Listen to her podcast “Behind the Likes”: https://www.behindthelikespodcast.com/ Want more Lover? Shan's AI trained to give you her advice → http://loversbyshan.com Get a free weekly Love Letter → http://loversbyshan.com/newsletter Join the Lovers Community → https://www.loversbyshan.com/community Explore free quizzes + worksheets → http://loversbyshan.com/quizzes