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We're starting Maria Ressa's book, "How to Stand Up to a Dictator," because what's happening in our country is mirroring the rise of other autocracies. Let's learn together about the best ways to stand up for truth and hold power accountable. Please listen, like, share and follow! LY

In this episode, we finish the book "Change the Recipe" by chef and humanitarian José Andrés.He calls for change, whether that's through small actions, new connections, or better laws, and he challenges us all to do our part in making this world better.Building longer tables means including everyone. We can do that. Right?Please listen, share, like and follow! LY

A lonely damsel gets a chance at neighbor's Christmas ‘Yule, Log'.Based on a post by virgin_sexpert. Listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories.On Christmas Eve, I should have been out spending time with family or friends, but instead, I was in my sparsely-filled apartment, with a wine glass in my hand; all dressed up but nowhere to go. I put on my gold sequin mini dress thinking that I could maybe go out to a club.But when the time came, I wasn’t really feeling it. I had just moved to a new city; far from my family and friends; and although I had enjoyed the freedom of walking around in the nude whenever I wanted, it was getting a bit lonely. I never pictured myself in my early twenties and still single. All of my friends were either married, engaged, or dating. I was totally lagging behind. I was hornier than I had ever been in my life.In college I could barely concentrate on class and I never took notes because I was always thinking and developing some sexual fantasy in my head that took my full attention. I go by ‘Mindy'. My parents named me Melinda, but I hate that name. I hate a lot of the things associated with high school. I was a wierdo. Then in college, I was a nerd.At work in the library, I would have to take frequent breaks to my office where I would unwind to a few dirty pages of a dirty novel. Sex was on my mind, way too much. Every man that I would see throughout my day, became the leading male in my latest fantasy. I must have been the horniest virgin who ever lived! But no one ever knew.I deliberately moved to a new city, just so I could start over. I changed my wardrobe and my hair style. But I had a very hard time changing my inner self.I could have spent another night with my oiled up hand, or the new vibrator that I ordered online. Or I could have been a little kinkier and did some anal play with my handy-dandy pink ass plug, but I wanted the real thing, damnit! I went on the pill, to make sex safer for my career plans. It grew my tits from a C cup to a D. And it also kicked up my libido. The holiday season really heightened my horniness, but it also heightened my loneliness. I wanted a man so bad. I wanted to hear a knock at my door, then open it and see a naked man on the other side, tied up with a big red ribbon tied in a bow, sporting an 8 inch stiff cock, just for me.But I guess that was all just fantasy. When would my fantasies come to pass? Aren’t I allowed to get at least one of them?No matter how hard I wished and wanted something, it would never come to pass, so I decided to get up and go to a night club, downtown. Nothing ever came out of these things, but maybe tonight there would be some holiday magic working in my favor. Or maybe only losers would be desperate enough to be clubbing on Christmas Eve. But I was lusty, lonely, and stir-crazy.When I opened the door to my 4th floor hallway, my neighbor was just coming home. His door and mine were near each other. The hallway turned perpendicular right between our entries. Our two apartments were at the northeast corner of the 4th floor of the West building.“Hey, how are you, Mindy?” he asked. His name was John. He was older than me by perhaps some years, and he was way out of my league. Oh, he was always very cordial to me, but it always seemed out of pity. John is a tall and comes from Scandinavian stock. His mailbox, in the foyer; says “J. Nelson”.I bet tonight his beautiful girlfriend would be coming over, maybe in sexy lingerie; and they would spend the evening making love, talking, and drinking wine.“Hi, John. I'm Good! and you?” I asked back with a flirty smile.He looked so handsome, with his all-black ensemble, and red silk tie. I couldn’t help but smile goofily, in the face of this great looking man. I didn’t know what he did for a living, but every night I could hear him playing his acoustic guitar.  I laid in bed with my hands in my panties; pretending he was serenading me. But of course he would never know that.“Yeah, I'm Fine. Merry Christmas! Where are you heading out to?” I could feel his stare on me, and it was making me quite bashful and self-conscious. I've been working so hard to keep eye contact with people.I knew I looked great in my form-fitting dress. It highlighted my warm olive Italian skin, long slim legs, deep red full lips, and dark wavy hair. Okay, I'm keeping focused on John's gorgeous eyes.“Oh, I think I’ll get go to a dinner club, or something.” Then I sighed; “I am spending the holidays alone.”“Oh, Me too!” He started.I was surprised at his answer, and I almost didn’t believe him. How could someone this handsome be alone?Then he shocked me; “Do you maybe want to spend it alone together? I just stole some nice wine from my company holiday party? I was going to come home and drink alone. But, you know; it’s really not good to drink alone.” He winked and added; “Please, Mindy; Skip the bar tonight and come in.” He was opening the door and gesturing for me to come in. I followed him in without a word. I had only dreamed about ever going in there. It was better than I had imagined!  There was lots of navy, platinum, and teak wood furnishings. His home kinda smelled of leather and a subtle hint of vanilla.We sat in the elegant living room. I was offered his wingback arm chair, adjacent the leather sofa. When he situated himself, he first started out apologizing to me for being such an aloof neighbor. He said he sort of developed this bad habit when his previous neighbors were rude. I forgave him, as long as he promised never to stop being friendly again.We sat drinking his sweet white wine. He had lots of questions to ask me, in the matters of my life, job, and interests.I told him that I was a teen freak, then a college nerd. I love literature to a fault. I'm even into comic book superheroes, collecting replica Lightsabers, reading classic novels, and watching way too much Netflix. I told him that I used to be a shy kid with ADHD, but it leveled out during my college years.I seemed very lame to myself, saying those things out loud. I revealed that I was just recently liberated from the thick eyeglasses of my childhood, by a successful laser eye surgery. “Most people didn't even recognize me without the horrible glasses.” But I added that it's probably all for the better, as I would rather build new friendships.“So,” I asked him; “What type of things are you into?”“Lots of things, gourmet cooking, chess, running, watching way too much Hulu, playing the guitar,” He sipped a bit more wine, then added; “sketching, and tying up sexy women, to play with their nipples and tease their clits. ” I nearly choked on the wine that was almost down my throat. Suddenly my body temperature rose at least 10 degrees, and my hands began to tremble.He looked at me, straight into my big doe-like brown eyes. “Do you want to know what else I am into?”I tilted my head, as if I were under a spell.“Beautiful, shy women, like you; who don’t know how sexy they are. A woman who gets wet when a man looks her deep in the eyes, and tells her that.” His voice went deep as he slowly added; “I want to fuck every hole you have, and make you cum, again and again.“I was flushed and trembling, when he asked; “So, I ask again, my dear; what are you into?” He took the glass from my trembling hand and took my hand into his, and laid a sweet kiss on it.With a trembling voice I began: “I really like to write erotica, especially at night when I am listening to you play your guitar. I like to close my eyes and wish that someone was touching me, whispering how much they want to make love to me; ” I closed my eyes and took myself to my inner thoughts. My eyes watered at his sultry words. I was being seduced for the first time in my life!I could feel him getting closer to me, his lip brushed against my ear. “I really like this;” I said as I felt the heat of his breathing, on my neck.“You are your own kind of beautiful, Mindy.” He told me.I opened my eyes, hoping that this wasn’t just another dream. In the back of my mind I already started to ask myself the ‘why’ and 'how’ questions, but why ruin a sexy moment? I was completely flattered and could not hide my obvious turned on state.  Already I could feel the wetness between my legs.“Am I making you uncomfortable?” John grinned.My smile widened. “Honestly, You are making me wet,” I laughed. I was never that frank about sex. But then again, I never really had a chance to be.“Do you always do this to women you invite inside.” I asked, with keen interest and looking him in the eyes.“Have there been women in here that I'm unaware of?” John returned my question.I had to challenge my presumption. No, I honestly hadn't seen him bring a date to his place. “I'm sorry, John. No, I haven't any reason to accuse you of being a player. I just assumed you'd have women throwing themselves at you.”“Ha!” he laughed. “No, I am just in the Christmas spirit, I guess. It’s the season for giving. I find myself in solitary circumstance, and reflecting on the need to appreciate the opportunities I haven't availed myself to. Start treating people better. Especially kind neighbors whom I should be kinder to. And I want to give you something. Something even your wildest virgin fantasies can’t imagine.”“Now, how did you know I was a virgin?” I felt more exposed than ever.“I didn’t. But, now I know for sure,” he laughed.I blushed, but his laugh made it easier for me to relax and be vulnerable. Oh he was even sexier when he laughed.“I know you probably think that no one notices you, but I notice you.” John wanted to build up my self-esteem. “I see you coming home, and you nearly always pull out the wrong door key first. You are always humming the same song to yourself, and you are always dressed so sexily. I especially like that purple dress; it makes your lovely breasts look great.”My cheeks were so bright red, I didn’t even know what else to say back to him. I felt so sexy now. "And I must say, I love this dress on you.” He paused, then added; “But for me to give you a proper Christmas Eve gift, you will have to lose it.“"You want me to strip?” I smiled. I was hoping he was serious, because my clothes were begging to come off. ‘Thank you God, for sending me this sexy horny man!'“Yes! Have another glass of wine, if you’d like. But I want you to strip, and then walk right into my bedroom over there.”John is inviting me to his bedroom! I was nervous, but even more so, I was terribly craving cock, his cock. With alcohol running through my veins, and 'bold’ becoming my new middle name.I stood facing John. Then I stepped up on his wooden coffee table. Still looking him in the eyes with lust,  I pulled the halter tie from the back of my neck. I was swaying to an imaginary base rift, as I held a tie string in each hand.My shoulders pulsed alternately, which caused my tits to swing against my gold bodice. Now my nipples were erect and protruding. I leaned over toward John as my straps released.  Still swaying and twerking to my imaginary music, I reached behind to unzip the low-back of the dress; all the while entertaining him with my pendulous tits.Then I placed a hand on each hip, as I stood back upright.  I turned in several steps as I rocked my curvy ass to him, Then I slowly slid each hand down my hips, the thin dress descending with my hands. Before releasing, I looked over my shoulder, to catch his reaction. His eyes clearly conveyed; ‘Keep going'; so I did. I was being a tease, and he was into it.The garment dropped to my stilettos. I stepped out of my gold cocktail dress, leaving only my black lacy G-string and my high heels.Suddenly my rhythm stopped. I stood with my ass to him. I stepped my legs apart just enough to let my cunny make an appearance. In dramatic silence I slowly slid the waistband of the G-string down, guiding it continuously to my ankles.  I caught his delightful lust, as I smiled seductively, from between my spread legs.I stepped a leg out of the G-string and pivoted back facing him. Then I raised my other foot, with the lacy garment clinging to my toes. I swiftly grabbed the skimpy thing and  in one fluid motion I stretched it back with my other hand, and shot the black lacy thing against his chest.Now in front of him, I stood completely naked; like I was almost every night on the other side of that wall.  Yes, I had practiced this routine; often to the rhythm of his classical guitar selections.“Fucking hell; Come here, my pretty little virgin. I want to show you something.” He held out a hand and I grabbed it while placing my other hand on his shoulder. I collected my items and removed my heels, then placed them all on the chair.I followed him into his bedroom, where it was dark and mysterious. I sat naked on the corner of his bed, next to a corner bedpost. With lusty anticipation, I watched him as he pulled a big black box from underneath his bed. He pulled out a box of several candles. Silently he set them around the room, as he lit each of them.Also in the box, he pulled out an interesting rope contraption that he fastened to the four corners of the  bed. Then John laid a firm wedge cushion near the head of the bed. When he padded his hand on it, he said; “Ly down, dirty girl. I want to show you things that will blow your mind.”I went up to the middle of his bed and laid down on the wedge cushion. My shoulders and head were now slightly elevated, to watch as he bound my ankles and wrists to the bed. The wide bands were held by Velcro, and each attached to a shiny black rope.I was now exposed for him, and vulnerable. With nowhere to go, and no idea about what would happen next. For all I know, he could chop me up to a million pieces. But I had a feeling that he was being as bold as I was being, tonight. It turned me on, to be this way with a handsome man I barely knew.From the look in his eyes, my naked body looked delicious; stretched out in the candlelight. My nipples peaked upward, begging to be touched, from atop the summits of my 34D breasts. Each curve of my classically soft and feminine figure; was highlighted and exposed.I could see little goosebumps rising up all over me. John disappeared from the room for a minute, but returned with the bottle of wine in his hand, and with no clothes on. But now he had a red ribbon, tied in a bow, around his swaying hard cock. I wanted to pounce, but I was tied up.Seeing his beautiful cock alive and ready, sent jolts of sexual energy down my body. Oh Gawd! I wanted to jump off that bed and go for his cock right away. But, no matter what I did, I could not free myself. With the bottle of wine in hand, he crawled onto the bed kneeling between my spread thighs. "You are such a beautiful girl. Damn, I think you are meant to be on my bed, nightly; so I can just look at you, and admire you.“ He looked down at me with a look that I had never seen before. I was ready to have fun with him, our great sexy holiday secret tryst.He tilted the bottle of sweet white wine right over my lips, for me to taste. The small trickle splashed over my lips as I opened my mouth to let some in.The wine tasted too good, I had to lick my lips to get every bit of it.Next, he dripped some onto my stiff nipples. We watched the wine roll down over my swollen breasts and pool at the side of my body. The wine looked so good, rolling around on my goose-pimpled tits. The wine also ran into the valley between my tits, then down my torso.If I could, I would have licked it from myself. But I really wanted him to lick me. Down my belly and into my belly button the wine rolled. "Do you like that?” He grinned.“Yes,” I said, trying to raise my body up to touch his. I wanted our skins to make contact, but he was teasing me and making me wet in more than one way. He put the bottle between my legs and rubbed the cool glass container against my moist pussy. I grinded my pussy lips against the wine, enjoying contact while I had it. When he was done teasing me like that, He took a last drink, leaving just an ounce behind. Then he poured that last bit of wine down my sweet cunny slit and all over my furry mound. Now the bottle was empty, and all that was left to taste, was me. "Taste me;“ I invited him. I was on the verge of begging for his touch. But I didn’t have to beg because his lips met my nipple. He didn’t play around. He went straight for the hard suck, like he was reading my horny mind. I moaned loudly, arching my chest toward his face. When he released my nipple from his hard suck, I could see the trail of saliva from his lips to the tip of my nipple.He treated my other nipple just the same, sucking harder, and harder, encouraged by my positive reaction.My tits wanted more of him, but he pulled away; and to my surprise, started to slap my tits one after the other. From the outer sides, his alternating slaps sent the one hefty tit bouncing into the other, in a chain reaction.To watch them jerk and jiggle was fascinating him. My nipples seemed to be growing even bigger, and more sensitive to his tongue, and hard suction. I wondered if they tasted like the sweet white wine. "Are you ready for your present?” he asked.I looked down at his cock as he unwrapped the big red ribbon; and let it fall on my mound. My mouth was wide open, already anticipating being orally filled by his thick and long cock. It was the most beautiful cock that I had ever seen. Alright, so I haven't actually seen many erect cocks, in person. But his far surpassed my embellished fantasies. He gave me a closer look at his cock, as he straddled further up, on top of me. With his dick just centimeters away from my lips; he stroked himself and showed me the precum already seeping from his delicious head.“You know, darling; My ancestors celebrated the holidays with a big log, A Yule, log, they called it. A thick log that was slowly fed into the hearth, where it burned several night, until the new year.“ John slowly pulled the foreskin tightly back, and his shiny phallus reflected the lamplight. “The Yule, log was a warm treat to make the home a cozy place, and never failed to meet the need.” He said.John rubbed his cock all over my face, making me wet with his precum. I reached out my tongue to lick him but he withdrew teasingly. “Have you been a good girl, this year, Mindy?”“A very good girl,” I replied.He let his cock slap my cheeks, getting closer and closer to my mouth. Once he was close enough, I grabbed his cock with my lips and held onto him. He let out an initial moan as I welcomed in his fullness into my hungry mouth. His cock was getting more slippery by the second. Tantalizingly sliding in and out of my wet oral hole. As my lips clamped him in place, my tongue massaged his frenulum, just under the tip and along the ridge of his glans crown.It had been too long since I sucked a cock. Yes, I was a virgin, but I had the pleasure of sucking teen cock, a couple of times before. At a high school cast party, after the last

A lonely damsel gets a chance at neighbor's Christmas ‘Yule, Log'.Based on a post by virgin_sexpert. Listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories.On Christmas Eve, I should have been out spending time with family or friends, but instead, I was in my sparsely-filled apartment, with a wine glass in my hand; all dressed up but nowhere to go. I put on my gold sequin mini dress thinking that I could maybe go out to a club.But when the time came, I wasn’t really feeling it. I had just moved to a new city; far from my family and friends; and although I had enjoyed the freedom of walking around in the nude whenever I wanted, it was getting a bit lonely. I never pictured myself in my early twenties and still single. All of my friends were either married, engaged, or dating. I was totally lagging behind. I was hornier than I had ever been in my life.In college I could barely concentrate on class and I never took notes because I was always thinking and developing some sexual fantasy in my head that took my full attention. I go by ‘Mindy'. My parents named me Melinda, but I hate that name. I hate a lot of the things associated with high school. I was a wierdo. Then in college, I was a nerd.At work in the library, I would have to take frequent breaks to my office where I would unwind to a few dirty pages of a dirty novel. Sex was on my mind, way too much. Every man that I would see throughout my day, became the leading male in my latest fantasy. I must have been the horniest virgin who ever lived! But no one ever knew.I deliberately moved to a new city, just so I could start over. I changed my wardrobe and my hair style. But I had a very hard time changing my inner self.I could have spent another night with my oiled up hand, or the new vibrator that I ordered online. Or I could have been a little kinkier and did some anal play with my handy-dandy pink ass plug, but I wanted the real thing, damnit! I went on the pill, to make sex safer for my career plans. It grew my tits from a C cup to a D. And it also kicked up my libido. The holiday season really heightened my horniness, but it also heightened my loneliness. I wanted a man so bad. I wanted to hear a knock at my door, then open it and see a naked man on the other side, tied up with a big red ribbon tied in a bow, sporting an 8 inch stiff cock, just for me.But I guess that was all just fantasy. When would my fantasies come to pass? Aren’t I allowed to get at least one of them?No matter how hard I wished and wanted something, it would never come to pass, so I decided to get up and go to a night club, downtown. Nothing ever came out of these things, but maybe tonight there would be some holiday magic working in my favor. Or maybe only losers would be desperate enough to be clubbing on Christmas Eve. But I was lusty, lonely, and stir-crazy.When I opened the door to my 4th floor hallway, my neighbor was just coming home. His door and mine were near each other. The hallway turned perpendicular right between our entries. Our two apartments were at the northeast corner of the 4th floor of the West building.“Hey, how are you, Mindy?” he asked. His name was John. He was older than me by perhaps some years, and he was way out of my league. Oh, he was always very cordial to me, but it always seemed out of pity. John is a tall and comes from Scandinavian stock. His mailbox, in the foyer; says “J. Nelson”.I bet tonight his beautiful girlfriend would be coming over, maybe in sexy lingerie; and they would spend the evening making love, talking, and drinking wine.“Hi, John. I'm Good! and you?” I asked back with a flirty smile.He looked so handsome, with his all-black ensemble, and red silk tie. I couldn’t help but smile goofily, in the face of this great looking man. I didn’t know what he did for a living, but every night I could hear him playing his acoustic guitar.  I laid in bed with my hands in my panties; pretending he was serenading me. But of course he would never know that.“Yeah, I'm Fine. Merry Christmas! Where are you heading out to?” I could feel his stare on me, and it was making me quite bashful and self-conscious. I've been working so hard to keep eye contact with people.I knew I looked great in my form-fitting dress. It highlighted my warm olive Italian skin, long slim legs, deep red full lips, and dark wavy hair. Okay, I'm keeping focused on John's gorgeous eyes.“Oh, I think I’ll get go to a dinner club, or something.” Then I sighed; “I am spending the holidays alone.”“Oh, Me too!” He started.I was surprised at his answer, and I almost didn’t believe him. How could someone this handsome be alone?Then he shocked me; “Do you maybe want to spend it alone together? I just stole some nice wine from my company holiday party? I was going to come home and drink alone. But, you know; it’s really not good to drink alone.” He winked and added; “Please, Mindy; Skip the bar tonight and come in.” He was opening the door and gesturing for me to come in. I followed him in without a word. I had only dreamed about ever going in there. It was better than I had imagined!  There was lots of navy, platinum, and teak wood furnishings. His home kinda smelled of leather and a subtle hint of vanilla.We sat in the elegant living room. I was offered his wingback arm chair, adjacent the leather sofa. When he situated himself, he first started out apologizing to me for being such an aloof neighbor. He said he sort of developed this bad habit when his previous neighbors were rude. I forgave him, as long as he promised never to stop being friendly again.We sat drinking his sweet white wine. He had lots of questions to ask me, in the matters of my life, job, and interests.I told him that I was a teen freak, then a college nerd. I love literature to a fault. I'm even into comic book superheroes, collecting replica Lightsabers, reading classic novels, and watching way too much Netflix. I told him that I used to be a shy kid with ADHD, but it leveled out during my college years.I seemed very lame to myself, saying those things out loud. I revealed that I was just recently liberated from the thick eyeglasses of my childhood, by a successful laser eye surgery. “Most people didn't even recognize me without the horrible glasses.” But I added that it's probably all for the better, as I would rather build new friendships.“So,” I asked him; “What type of things are you into?”“Lots of things, gourmet cooking, chess, running, watching way too much Hulu, playing the guitar,” He sipped a bit more wine, then added; “sketching, and tying up sexy women, to play with their nipples and tease their clits. ” I nearly choked on the wine that was almost down my throat. Suddenly my body temperature rose at least 10 degrees, and my hands began to tremble.He looked at me, straight into my big doe-like brown eyes. “Do you want to know what else I am into?”I tilted my head, as if I were under a spell.“Beautiful, shy women, like you; who don’t know how sexy they are. A woman who gets wet when a man looks her deep in the eyes, and tells her that.” His voice went deep as he slowly added; “I want to fuck every hole you have, and make you cum, again and again.“I was flushed and trembling, when he asked; “So, I ask again, my dear; what are you into?” He took the glass from my trembling hand and took my hand into his, and laid a sweet kiss on it.With a trembling voice I began: “I really like to write erotica, especially at night when I am listening to you play your guitar. I like to close my eyes and wish that someone was touching me, whispering how much they want to make love to me; ” I closed my eyes and took myself to my inner thoughts. My eyes watered at his sultry words. I was being seduced for the first time in my life!I could feel him getting closer to me, his lip brushed against my ear. “I really like this;” I said as I felt the heat of his breathing, on my neck.“You are your own kind of beautiful, Mindy.” He told me.I opened my eyes, hoping that this wasn’t just another dream. In the back of my mind I already started to ask myself the ‘why’ and 'how’ questions, but why ruin a sexy moment? I was completely flattered and could not hide my obvious turned on state.  Already I could feel the wetness between my legs.“Am I making you uncomfortable?” John grinned.My smile widened. “Honestly, You are making me wet,” I laughed. I was never that frank about sex. But then again, I never really had a chance to be.“Do you always do this to women you invite inside.” I asked, with keen interest and looking him in the eyes.“Have there been women in here that I'm unaware of?” John returned my question.I had to challenge my presumption. No, I honestly hadn't seen him bring a date to his place. “I'm sorry, John. No, I haven't any reason to accuse you of being a player. I just assumed you'd have women throwing themselves at you.”“Ha!” he laughed. “No, I am just in the Christmas spirit, I guess. It’s the season for giving. I find myself in solitary circumstance, and reflecting on the need to appreciate the opportunities I haven't availed myself to. Start treating people better. Especially kind neighbors whom I should be kinder to. And I want to give you something. Something even your wildest virgin fantasies can’t imagine.”“Now, how did you know I was a virgin?” I felt more exposed than ever.“I didn’t. But, now I know for sure,” he laughed.I blushed, but his laugh made it easier for me to relax and be vulnerable. Oh he was even sexier when he laughed.“I know you probably think that no one notices you, but I notice you.” John wanted to build up my self-esteem. “I see you coming home, and you nearly always pull out the wrong door key first. You are always humming the same song to yourself, and you are always dressed so sexily. I especially like that purple dress; it makes your lovely breasts look great.”My cheeks were so bright red, I didn’t even know what else to say back to him. I felt so sexy now. "And I must say, I love this dress on you.” He paused, then added; “But for me to give you a proper Christmas Eve gift, you will have to lose it.“"You want me to strip?” I smiled. I was hoping he was serious, because my clothes were begging to come off. ‘Thank you God, for sending me this sexy horny man!'“Yes! Have another glass of wine, if you’d like. But I want you to strip, and then walk right into my bedroom over there.”John is inviting me to his bedroom! I was nervous, but even more so, I was terribly craving cock, his cock. With alcohol running through my veins, and 'bold’ becoming my new middle name.I stood facing John. Then I stepped up on his wooden coffee table. Still looking him in the eyes with lust,  I pulled the halter tie from the back of my neck. I was swaying to an imaginary base rift, as I held a tie string in each hand.My shoulders pulsed alternately, which caused my tits to swing against my gold bodice. Now my nipples were erect and protruding. I leaned over toward John as my straps released.  Still swaying and twerking to my imaginary music, I reached behind to unzip the low-back of the dress; all the while entertaining him with my pendulous tits.Then I placed a hand on each hip, as I stood back upright.  I turned in several steps as I rocked my curvy ass to him, Then I slowly slid each hand down my hips, the thin dress descending with my hands. Before releasing, I looked over my shoulder, to catch his reaction. His eyes clearly conveyed; ‘Keep going'; so I did. I was being a tease, and he was into it.The garment dropped to my stilettos. I stepped out of my gold cocktail dress, leaving only my black lacy G-string and my high heels.Suddenly my rhythm stopped. I stood with my ass to him. I stepped my legs apart just enough to let my cunny make an appearance. In dramatic silence I slowly slid the waistband of the G-string down, guiding it continuously to my ankles.  I caught his delightful lust, as I smiled seductively, from between my spread legs.I stepped a leg out of the G-string and pivoted back facing him. Then I raised my other foot, with the lacy garment clinging to my toes. I swiftly grabbed the skimpy thing and  in one fluid motion I stretched it back with my other hand, and shot the black lacy thing against his chest.Now in front of him, I stood completely naked; like I was almost every night on the other side of that wall.  Yes, I had practiced this routine; often to the rhythm of his classical guitar selections.“Fucking hell; Come here, my pretty little virgin. I want to show you something.” He held out a hand and I grabbed it while placing my other hand on his shoulder. I collected my items and removed my heels, then placed them all on the chair.I followed him into his bedroom, where it was dark and mysterious. I sat naked on the corner of his bed, next to a corner bedpost. With lusty anticipation, I watched him as he pulled a big black box from underneath his bed. He pulled out a box of several candles. Silently he set them around the room, as he lit each of them.Also in the box, he pulled out an interesting rope contraption that he fastened to the four corners of the  bed. Then John laid a firm wedge cushion near the head of the bed. When he padded his hand on it, he said; “Ly down, dirty girl. I want to show you things that will blow your mind.”I went up to the middle of his bed and laid down on the wedge cushion. My shoulders and head were now slightly elevated, to watch as he bound my ankles and wrists to the bed. The wide bands were held by Velcro, and each attached to a shiny black rope.I was now exposed for him, and vulnerable. With nowhere to go, and no idea about what would happen next. For all I know, he could chop me up to a million pieces. But I had a feeling that he was being as bold as I was being, tonight. It turned me on, to be this way with a handsome man I barely knew.From the look in his eyes, my naked body looked delicious; stretched out in the candlelight. My nipples peaked upward, begging to be touched, from atop the summits of my 34D breasts. Each curve of my classically soft and feminine figure; was highlighted and exposed.I could see little goosebumps rising up all over me. John disappeared from the room for a minute, but returned with the bottle of wine in his hand, and with no clothes on. But now he had a red ribbon, tied in a bow, around his swaying hard cock. I wanted to pounce, but I was tied up.Seeing his beautiful cock alive and ready, sent jolts of sexual energy down my body. Oh Gawd! I wanted to jump off that bed and go for his cock right away. But, no matter what I did, I could not free myself. With the bottle of wine in hand, he crawled onto the bed kneeling between my spread thighs. "You are such a beautiful girl. Damn, I think you are meant to be on my bed, nightly; so I can just look at you, and admire you.“ He looked down at me with a look that I had never seen before. I was ready to have fun with him, our great sexy holiday secret tryst.He tilted the bottle of sweet white wine right over my lips, for me to taste. The small trickle splashed over my lips as I opened my mouth to let some in.The wine tasted too good, I had to lick my lips to get every bit of it.Next, he dripped some onto my stiff nipples. We watched the wine roll down over my swollen breasts and pool at the side of my body. The wine looked so good, rolling around on my goose-pimpled tits. The wine also ran into the valley between my tits, then down my torso.If I could, I would have licked it from myself. But I really wanted him to lick me. Down my belly and into my belly button the wine rolled. "Do you like that?” He grinned.“Yes,” I said, trying to raise my body up to touch his. I wanted our skins to make contact, but he was teasing me and making me wet in more than one way. He put the bottle between my legs and rubbed the cool glass container against my moist pussy. I grinded my pussy lips against the wine, enjoying contact while I had it. When he was done teasing me like that, He took a last drink, leaving just an ounce behind. Then he poured that last bit of wine down my sweet cunny slit and all over my furry mound. Now the bottle was empty, and all that was left to taste, was me. "Taste me;“ I invited him. I was on the verge of begging for his touch. But I didn’t have to beg because his lips met my nipple. He didn’t play around. He went straight for the hard suck, like he was reading my horny mind. I moaned loudly, arching my chest toward his face. When he released my nipple from his hard suck, I could see the trail of saliva from his lips to the tip of my nipple.He treated my other nipple just the same, sucking harder, and harder, encouraged by my positive reaction.My tits wanted more of him, but he pulled away; and to my surprise, started to slap my tits one after the other. From the outer sides, his alternating slaps sent the one hefty tit bouncing into the other, in a chain reaction.To watch them jerk and jiggle was fascinating him. My nipples seemed to be growing even bigger, and more sensitive to his tongue, and hard suction. I wondered if they tasted like the sweet white wine. "Are you ready for your present?” he asked.I looked down at his cock as he unwrapped the big red ribbon; and let it fall on my mound. My mouth was wide open, already anticipating being orally filled by his thick and long cock. It was the most beautiful cock that I had ever seen. Alright, so I haven't actually seen many erect cocks, in person. But his far surpassed my embellished fantasies. He gave me a closer look at his cock, as he straddled further up, on top of me. With his dick just centimeters away from my lips; he stroked himself and showed me the precum already seeping from his delicious head.“You know, darling; My ancestors celebrated the holidays with a big log, A Yule, log, they called it. A thick log that was slowly fed into the hearth, where it burned several night, until the new year.“ John slowly pulled the foreskin tightly back, and his shiny phallus reflected the lamplight. “The Yule, log was a warm treat to make the home a cozy place, and never failed to meet the need.” He said.John rubbed his cock all over my face, making me wet with his precum. I reached out my tongue to lick him but he withdrew teasingly. “Have you been a good girl, this year, Mindy?”“A very good girl,” I replied.He let his cock slap my cheeks, getting closer and closer to my mouth. Once he was close enough, I grabbed his cock with my lips and held onto him. He let out an initial moan as I welcomed in his fullness into my hungry mouth. His cock was getting more slippery by the second. Tantalizingly sliding in and out of my wet oral hole. As my lips clamped him in place, my tongue massaged his frenulum, just under the tip and along the ridge of his glans crown.It had been too long since I sucked a cock. Yes, I was a virgin, but I had the pleasure of sucking teen cock, a couple of times before. At a high school cast party, after the last

A lonely damsel gets a chance at neighbor's Christmas ‘Yule, Log'.Based on a post by virgin_sexpert. Listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories.On Christmas Eve, I should have been out spending time with family or friends, but instead, I was in my sparsely-filled apartment, with a wine glass in my hand; all dressed up but nowhere to go. I put on my gold sequin mini dress thinking that I could maybe go out to a club.But when the time came, I wasn’t really feeling it. I had just moved to a new city; far from my family and friends; and although I had enjoyed the freedom of walking around in the nude whenever I wanted, it was getting a bit lonely. I never pictured myself in my early twenties and still single. All of my friends were either married, engaged, or dating. I was totally lagging behind. I was hornier than I had ever been in my life.In college I could barely concentrate on class and I never took notes because I was always thinking and developing some sexual fantasy in my head that took my full attention. I go by ‘Mindy'. My parents named me Melinda, but I hate that name. I hate a lot of the things associated with high school. I was a wierdo. Then in college, I was a nerd.At work in the library, I would have to take frequent breaks to my office where I would unwind to a few dirty pages of a dirty novel. Sex was on my mind, way too much. Every man that I would see throughout my day, became the leading male in my latest fantasy. I must have been the horniest virgin who ever lived! But no one ever knew.I deliberately moved to a new city, just so I could start over. I changed my wardrobe and my hair style. But I had a very hard time changing my inner self.I could have spent another night with my oiled up hand, or the new vibrator that I ordered online. Or I could have been a little kinkier and did some anal play with my handy-dandy pink ass plug, but I wanted the real thing, damnit! I went on the pill, to make sex safer for my career plans. It grew my tits from a C cup to a D. And it also kicked up my libido. The holiday season really heightened my horniness, but it also heightened my loneliness. I wanted a man so bad. I wanted to hear a knock at my door, then open it and see a naked man on the other side, tied up with a big red ribbon tied in a bow, sporting an 8 inch stiff cock, just for me.But I guess that was all just fantasy. When would my fantasies come to pass? Aren’t I allowed to get at least one of them?No matter how hard I wished and wanted something, it would never come to pass, so I decided to get up and go to a night club, downtown. Nothing ever came out of these things, but maybe tonight there would be some holiday magic working in my favor. Or maybe only losers would be desperate enough to be clubbing on Christmas Eve. But I was lusty, lonely, and stir-crazy.When I opened the door to my 4th floor hallway, my neighbor was just coming home. His door and mine were near each other. The hallway turned perpendicular right between our entries. Our two apartments were at the northeast corner of the 4th floor of the West building.“Hey, how are you, Mindy?” he asked. His name was John. He was older than me by perhaps some years, and he was way out of my league. Oh, he was always very cordial to me, but it always seemed out of pity. John is a tall and comes from Scandinavian stock. His mailbox, in the foyer; says “J. Nelson”.I bet tonight his beautiful girlfriend would be coming over, maybe in sexy lingerie; and they would spend the evening making love, talking, and drinking wine.“Hi, John. I'm Good! and you?” I asked back with a flirty smile.He looked so handsome, with his all-black ensemble, and red silk tie. I couldn’t help but smile goofily, in the face of this great looking man. I didn’t know what he did for a living, but every night I could hear him playing his acoustic guitar.  I laid in bed with my hands in my panties; pretending he was serenading me. But of course he would never know that.“Yeah, I'm Fine. Merry Christmas! Where are you heading out to?” I could feel his stare on me, and it was making me quite bashful and self-conscious. I've been working so hard to keep eye contact with people.I knew I looked great in my form-fitting dress. It highlighted my warm olive Italian skin, long slim legs, deep red full lips, and dark wavy hair. Okay, I'm keeping focused on John's gorgeous eyes.“Oh, I think I’ll get go to a dinner club, or something.” Then I sighed; “I am spending the holidays alone.”“Oh, Me too!” He started.I was surprised at his answer, and I almost didn’t believe him. How could someone this handsome be alone?Then he shocked me; “Do you maybe want to spend it alone together? I just stole some nice wine from my company holiday party? I was going to come home and drink alone. But, you know; it’s really not good to drink alone.” He winked and added; “Please, Mindy; Skip the bar tonight and come in.” He was opening the door and gesturing for me to come in. I followed him in without a word. I had only dreamed about ever going in there. It was better than I had imagined!  There was lots of navy, platinum, and teak wood furnishings. His home kinda smelled of leather and a subtle hint of vanilla.We sat in the elegant living room. I was offered his wingback arm chair, adjacent the leather sofa. When he situated himself, he first started out apologizing to me for being such an aloof neighbor. He said he sort of developed this bad habit when his previous neighbors were rude. I forgave him, as long as he promised never to stop being friendly again.We sat drinking his sweet white wine. He had lots of questions to ask me, in the matters of my life, job, and interests.I told him that I was a teen freak, then a college nerd. I love literature to a fault. I'm even into comic book superheroes, collecting replica Lightsabers, reading classic novels, and watching way too much Netflix. I told him that I used to be a shy kid with ADHD, but it leveled out during my college years.I seemed very lame to myself, saying those things out loud. I revealed that I was just recently liberated from the thick eyeglasses of my childhood, by a successful laser eye surgery. “Most people didn't even recognize me without the horrible glasses.” But I added that it's probably all for the better, as I would rather build new friendships.“So,” I asked him; “What type of things are you into?”“Lots of things, gourmet cooking, chess, running, watching way too much Hulu, playing the guitar,” He sipped a bit more wine, then added; “sketching, and tying up sexy women, to play with their nipples and tease their clits. ” I nearly choked on the wine that was almost down my throat. Suddenly my body temperature rose at least 10 degrees, and my hands began to tremble.He looked at me, straight into my big doe-like brown eyes. “Do you want to know what else I am into?”I tilted my head, as if I were under a spell.“Beautiful, shy women, like you; who don’t know how sexy they are. A woman who gets wet when a man looks her deep in the eyes, and tells her that.” His voice went deep as he slowly added; “I want to fuck every hole you have, and make you cum, again and again.“I was flushed and trembling, when he asked; “So, I ask again, my dear; what are you into?” He took the glass from my trembling hand and took my hand into his, and laid a sweet kiss on it.With a trembling voice I began: “I really like to write erotica, especially at night when I am listening to you play your guitar. I like to close my eyes and wish that someone was touching me, whispering how much they want to make love to me; ” I closed my eyes and took myself to my inner thoughts. My eyes watered at his sultry words. I was being seduced for the first time in my life!I could feel him getting closer to me, his lip brushed against my ear. “I really like this;” I said as I felt the heat of his breathing, on my neck.“You are your own kind of beautiful, Mindy.” He told me.I opened my eyes, hoping that this wasn’t just another dream. In the back of my mind I already started to ask myself the ‘why’ and 'how’ questions, but why ruin a sexy moment? I was completely flattered and could not hide my obvious turned on state.  Already I could feel the wetness between my legs.“Am I making you uncomfortable?” John grinned.My smile widened. “Honestly, You are making me wet,” I laughed. I was never that frank about sex. But then again, I never really had a chance to be.“Do you always do this to women you invite inside.” I asked, with keen interest and looking him in the eyes.“Have there been women in here that I'm unaware of?” John returned my question.I had to challenge my presumption. No, I honestly hadn't seen him bring a date to his place. “I'm sorry, John. No, I haven't any reason to accuse you of being a player. I just assumed you'd have women throwing themselves at you.”“Ha!” he laughed. “No, I am just in the Christmas spirit, I guess. It’s the season for giving. I find myself in solitary circumstance, and reflecting on the need to appreciate the opportunities I haven't availed myself to. Start treating people better. Especially kind neighbors whom I should be kinder to. And I want to give you something. Something even your wildest virgin fantasies can’t imagine.”“Now, how did you know I was a virgin?” I felt more exposed than ever.“I didn’t. But, now I know for sure,” he laughed.I blushed, but his laugh made it easier for me to relax and be vulnerable. Oh he was even sexier when he laughed.“I know you probably think that no one notices you, but I notice you.” John wanted to build up my self-esteem. “I see you coming home, and you nearly always pull out the wrong door key first. You are always humming the same song to yourself, and you are always dressed so sexily. I especially like that purple dress; it makes your lovely breasts look great.”My cheeks were so bright red, I didn’t even know what else to say back to him. I felt so sexy now. "And I must say, I love this dress on you.” He paused, then added; “But for me to give you a proper Christmas Eve gift, you will have to lose it.“"You want me to strip?” I smiled. I was hoping he was serious, because my clothes were begging to come off. ‘Thank you God, for sending me this sexy horny man!'“Yes! Have another glass of wine, if you’d like. But I want you to strip, and then walk right into my bedroom over there.”John is inviting me to his bedroom! I was nervous, but even more so, I was terribly craving cock, his cock. With alcohol running through my veins, and 'bold’ becoming my new middle name.I stood facing John. Then I stepped up on his wooden coffee table. Still looking him in the eyes with lust,  I pulled the halter tie from the back of my neck. I was swaying to an imaginary base rift, as I held a tie string in each hand.My shoulders pulsed alternately, which caused my tits to swing against my gold bodice. Now my nipples were erect and protruding. I leaned over toward John as my straps released.  Still swaying and twerking to my imaginary music, I reached behind to unzip the low-back of the dress; all the while entertaining him with my pendulous tits.Then I placed a hand on each hip, as I stood back upright.  I turned in several steps as I rocked my curvy ass to him, Then I slowly slid each hand down my hips, the thin dress descending with my hands. Before releasing, I looked over my shoulder, to catch his reaction. His eyes clearly conveyed; ‘Keep going'; so I did. I was being a tease, and he was into it.The garment dropped to my stilettos. I stepped out of my gold cocktail dress, leaving only my black lacy G-string and my high heels.Suddenly my rhythm stopped. I stood with my ass to him. I stepped my legs apart just enough to let my cunny make an appearance. In dramatic silence I slowly slid the waistband of the G-string down, guiding it continuously to my ankles.  I caught his delightful lust, as I smiled seductively, from between my spread legs.I stepped a leg out of the G-string and pivoted back facing him. Then I raised my other foot, with the lacy garment clinging to my toes. I swiftly grabbed the skimpy thing and  in one fluid motion I stretched it back with my other hand, and shot the black lacy thing against his chest.Now in front of him, I stood completely naked; like I was almost every night on the other side of that wall.  Yes, I had practiced this routine; often to the rhythm of his classical guitar selections.“Fucking hell; Come here, my pretty little virgin. I want to show you something.” He held out a hand and I grabbed it while placing my other hand on his shoulder. I collected my items and removed my heels, then placed them all on the chair.I followed him into his bedroom, where it was dark and mysterious. I sat naked on the corner of his bed, next to a corner bedpost. With lusty anticipation, I watched him as he pulled a big black box from underneath his bed. He pulled out a box of several candles. Silently he set them around the room, as he lit each of them.Also in the box, he pulled out an interesting rope contraption that he fastened to the four corners of the  bed. Then John laid a firm wedge cushion near the head of the bed. When he padded his hand on it, he said; “Ly down, dirty girl. I want to show you things that will blow your mind.”I went up to the middle of his bed and laid down on the wedge cushion. My shoulders and head were now slightly elevated, to watch as he bound my ankles and wrists to the bed. The wide bands were held by Velcro, and each attached to a shiny black rope.I was now exposed for him, and vulnerable. With nowhere to go, and no idea about what would happen next. For all I know, he could chop me up to a million pieces. But I had a feeling that he was being as bold as I was being, tonight. It turned me on, to be this way with a handsome man I barely knew.From the look in his eyes, my naked body looked delicious; stretched out in the candlelight. My nipples peaked upward, begging to be touched, from atop the summits of my 34D breasts. Each curve of my classically soft and feminine figure; was highlighted and exposed.I could see little goosebumps rising up all over me. John disappeared from the room for a minute, but returned with the bottle of wine in his hand, and with no clothes on. But now he had a red ribbon, tied in a bow, around his swaying hard cock. I wanted to pounce, but I was tied up.Seeing his beautiful cock alive and ready, sent jolts of sexual energy down my body. Oh Gawd! I wanted to jump off that bed and go for his cock right away. But, no matter what I did, I could not free myself. With the bottle of wine in hand, he crawled onto the bed kneeling between my spread thighs. "You are such a beautiful girl. Damn, I think you are meant to be on my bed, nightly; so I can just look at you, and admire you.“ He looked down at me with a look that I had never seen before. I was ready to have fun with him, our great sexy holiday secret tryst.He tilted the bottle of sweet white wine right over my lips, for me to taste. The small trickle splashed over my lips as I opened my mouth to let some in.The wine tasted too good, I had to lick my lips to get every bit of it.Next, he dripped some onto my stiff nipples. We watched the wine roll down over my swollen breasts and pool at the side of my body. The wine looked so good, rolling around on my goose-pimpled tits. The wine also ran into the valley between my tits, then down my torso.If I could, I would have licked it from myself. But I really wanted him to lick me. Down my belly and into my belly button the wine rolled. "Do you like that?” He grinned.“Yes,” I said, trying to raise my body up to touch his. I wanted our skins to make contact, but he was teasing me and making me wet in more than one way. He put the bottle between my legs and rubbed the cool glass container against my moist pussy. I grinded my pussy lips against the wine, enjoying contact while I had it. When he was done teasing me like that, He took a last drink, leaving just an ounce behind. Then he poured that last bit of wine down my sweet cunny slit and all over my furry mound. Now the bottle was empty, and all that was left to taste, was me. "Taste me;“ I invited him. I was on the verge of begging for his touch. But I didn’t have to beg because his lips met my nipple. He didn’t play around. He went straight for the hard suck, like he was reading my horny mind. I moaned loudly, arching my chest toward his face. When he released my nipple from his hard suck, I could see the trail of saliva from his lips to the tip of my nipple.He treated my other nipple just the same, sucking harder, and harder, encouraged by my positive reaction.My tits wanted more of him, but he pulled away; and to my surprise, started to slap my tits one after the other. From the outer sides, his alternating slaps sent the one hefty tit bouncing into the other, in a chain reaction.To watch them jerk and jiggle was fascinating him. My nipples seemed to be growing even bigger, and more sensitive to his tongue, and hard suction. I wondered if they tasted like the sweet white wine. "Are you ready for your present?” he asked.I looked down at his cock as he unwrapped the big red ribbon; and let it fall on my mound. My mouth was wide open, already anticipating being orally filled by his thick and long cock. It was the most beautiful cock that I had ever seen. Alright, so I haven't actually seen many erect cocks, in person. But his far surpassed my embellished fantasies. He gave me a closer look at his cock, as he straddled further up, on top of me. With his dick just centimeters away from my lips; he stroked himself and showed me the precum already seeping from his delicious head.“You know, darling; My ancestors celebrated the holidays with a big log, A Yule, log, they called it. A thick log that was slowly fed into the hearth, where it burned several night, until the new year.“ John slowly pulled the foreskin tightly back, and his shiny phallus reflected the lamplight. “The Yule, log was a warm treat to make the home a cozy place, and never failed to meet the need.” He said.John rubbed his cock all over my face, making me wet with his precum. I reached out my tongue to lick him but he withdrew teasingly. “Have you been a good girl, this year, Mindy?”“A very good girl,” I replied.He let his cock slap my cheeks, getting closer and closer to my mouth. Once he was close enough, I grabbed his cock with my lips and held onto him. He let out an initial moan as I welcomed in his fullness into my hungry mouth. His cock was getting more slippery by the second. Tantalizingly sliding in and out of my wet oral hole. As my lips clamped him in place, my tongue massaged his frenulum, just under the tip and along the ridge of his glans crown.It had been too long since I sucked a cock. Yes, I was a virgin, but I had the pleasure of sucking teen cock, a couple of times before. At a high school cast party, after the last

A lonely damsel gets a chance at neighbor's Christmas ‘Yule, Log'.Based on a post by virgin_sexpert. Listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories.On Christmas Eve, I should have been out spending time with family or friends, but instead, I was in my sparsely-filled apartment, with a wine glass in my hand; all dressed up but nowhere to go. I put on my gold sequin mini dress thinking that I could maybe go out to a club.But when the time came, I wasn’t really feeling it. I had just moved to a new city; far from my family and friends; and although I had enjoyed the freedom of walking around in the nude whenever I wanted, it was getting a bit lonely. I never pictured myself in my early twenties and still single. All of my friends were either married, engaged, or dating. I was totally lagging behind. I was hornier than I had ever been in my life.In college I could barely concentrate on class and I never took notes because I was always thinking and developing some sexual fantasy in my head that took my full attention. I go by ‘Mindy'. My parents named me Melinda, but I hate that name. I hate a lot of the things associated with high school. I was a wierdo. Then in college, I was a nerd.At work in the library, I would have to take frequent breaks to my office where I would unwind to a few dirty pages of a dirty novel. Sex was on my mind, way too much. Every man that I would see throughout my day, became the leading male in my latest fantasy. I must have been the horniest virgin who ever lived! But no one ever knew.I deliberately moved to a new city, just so I could start over. I changed my wardrobe and my hair style. But I had a very hard time changing my inner self.I could have spent another night with my oiled up hand, or the new vibrator that I ordered online. Or I could have been a little kinkier and did some anal play with my handy-dandy pink ass plug, but I wanted the real thing, damnit! I went on the pill, to make sex safer for my career plans. It grew my tits from a C cup to a D. And it also kicked up my libido. The holiday season really heightened my horniness, but it also heightened my loneliness. I wanted a man so bad. I wanted to hear a knock at my door, then open it and see a naked man on the other side, tied up with a big red ribbon tied in a bow, sporting an 8 inch stiff cock, just for me.But I guess that was all just fantasy. When would my fantasies come to pass? Aren’t I allowed to get at least one of them?No matter how hard I wished and wanted something, it would never come to pass, so I decided to get up and go to a night club, downtown. Nothing ever came out of these things, but maybe tonight there would be some holiday magic working in my favor. Or maybe only losers would be desperate enough to be clubbing on Christmas Eve. But I was lusty, lonely, and stir-crazy.When I opened the door to my 4th floor hallway, my neighbor was just coming home. His door and mine were near each other. The hallway turned perpendicular right between our entries. Our two apartments were at the northeast corner of the 4th floor of the West building.“Hey, how are you, Mindy?” he asked. His name was John. He was older than me by perhaps some years, and he was way out of my league. Oh, he was always very cordial to me, but it always seemed out of pity. John is a tall and comes from Scandinavian stock. His mailbox, in the foyer; says “J. Nelson”.I bet tonight his beautiful girlfriend would be coming over, maybe in sexy lingerie; and they would spend the evening making love, talking, and drinking wine.“Hi, John. I'm Good! and you?” I asked back with a flirty smile.He looked so handsome, with his all-black ensemble, and red silk tie. I couldn’t help but smile goofily, in the face of this great looking man. I didn’t know what he did for a living, but every night I could hear him playing his acoustic guitar.  I laid in bed with my hands in my panties; pretending he was serenading me. But of course he would never know that.“Yeah, I'm Fine. Merry Christmas! Where are you heading out to?” I could feel his stare on me, and it was making me quite bashful and self-conscious. I've been working so hard to keep eye contact with people.I knew I looked great in my form-fitting dress. It highlighted my warm olive Italian skin, long slim legs, deep red full lips, and dark wavy hair. Okay, I'm keeping focused on John's gorgeous eyes.“Oh, I think I’ll get go to a dinner club, or something.” Then I sighed; “I am spending the holidays alone.”“Oh, Me too!” He started.I was surprised at his answer, and I almost didn’t believe him. How could someone this handsome be alone?Then he shocked me; “Do you maybe want to spend it alone together? I just stole some nice wine from my company holiday party? I was going to come home and drink alone. But, you know; it’s really not good to drink alone.” He winked and added; “Please, Mindy; Skip the bar tonight and come in.” He was opening the door and gesturing for me to come in. I followed him in without a word. I had only dreamed about ever going in there. It was better than I had imagined!  There was lots of navy, platinum, and teak wood furnishings. His home kinda smelled of leather and a subtle hint of vanilla.We sat in the elegant living room. I was offered his wingback arm chair, adjacent the leather sofa. When he situated himself, he first started out apologizing to me for being such an aloof neighbor. He said he sort of developed this bad habit when his previous neighbors were rude. I forgave him, as long as he promised never to stop being friendly again.We sat drinking his sweet white wine. He had lots of questions to ask me, in the matters of my life, job, and interests.I told him that I was a teen freak, then a college nerd. I love literature to a fault. I'm even into comic book superheroes, collecting replica Lightsabers, reading classic novels, and watching way too much Netflix. I told him that I used to be a shy kid with ADHD, but it leveled out during my college years.I seemed very lame to myself, saying those things out loud. I revealed that I was just recently liberated from the thick eyeglasses of my childhood, by a successful laser eye surgery. “Most people didn't even recognize me without the horrible glasses.” But I added that it's probably all for the better, as I would rather build new friendships.“So,” I asked him; “What type of things are you into?”“Lots of things, gourmet cooking, chess, running, watching way too much Hulu, playing the guitar,” He sipped a bit more wine, then added; “sketching, and tying up sexy women, to play with their nipples and tease their clits. ” I nearly choked on the wine that was almost down my throat. Suddenly my body temperature rose at least 10 degrees, and my hands began to tremble.He looked at me, straight into my big doe-like brown eyes. “Do you want to know what else I am into?”I tilted my head, as if I were under a spell.“Beautiful, shy women, like you; who don’t know how sexy they are. A woman who gets wet when a man looks her deep in the eyes, and tells her that.” His voice went deep as he slowly added; “I want to fuck every hole you have, and make you cum, again and again.“I was flushed and trembling, when he asked; “So, I ask again, my dear; what are you into?” He took the glass from my trembling hand and took my hand into his, and laid a sweet kiss on it.With a trembling voice I began: “I really like to write erotica, especially at night when I am listening to you play your guitar. I like to close my eyes and wish that someone was touching me, whispering how much they want to make love to me; ” I closed my eyes and took myself to my inner thoughts. My eyes watered at his sultry words. I was being seduced for the first time in my life!I could feel him getting closer to me, his lip brushed against my ear. “I really like this;” I said as I felt the heat of his breathing, on my neck.“You are your own kind of beautiful, Mindy.” He told me.I opened my eyes, hoping that this wasn’t just another dream. In the back of my mind I already started to ask myself the ‘why’ and 'how’ questions, but why ruin a sexy moment? I was completely flattered and could not hide my obvious turned on state.  Already I could feel the wetness between my legs.“Am I making you uncomfortable?” John grinned.My smile widened. “Honestly, You are making me wet,” I laughed. I was never that frank about sex. But then again, I never really had a chance to be.“Do you always do this to women you invite inside.” I asked, with keen interest and looking him in the eyes.“Have there been women in here that I'm unaware of?” John returned my question.I had to challenge my presumption. No, I honestly hadn't seen him bring a date to his place. “I'm sorry, John. No, I haven't any reason to accuse you of being a player. I just assumed you'd have women throwing themselves at you.”“Ha!” he laughed. “No, I am just in the Christmas spirit, I guess. It’s the season for giving. I find myself in solitary circumstance, and reflecting on the need to appreciate the opportunities I haven't availed myself to. Start treating people better. Especially kind neighbors whom I should be kinder to. And I want to give you something. Something even your wildest virgin fantasies can’t imagine.”“Now, how did you know I was a virgin?” I felt more exposed than ever.“I didn’t. But, now I know for sure,” he laughed.I blushed, but his laugh made it easier for me to relax and be vulnerable. Oh he was even sexier when he laughed.“I know you probably think that no one notices you, but I notice you.” John wanted to build up my self-esteem. “I see you coming home, and you nearly always pull out the wrong door key first. You are always humming the same song to yourself, and you are always dressed so sexily. I especially like that purple dress; it makes your lovely breasts look great.”My cheeks were so bright red, I didn’t even know what else to say back to him. I felt so sexy now. "And I must say, I love this dress on you.” He paused, then added; “But for me to give you a proper Christmas Eve gift, you will have to lose it.“"You want me to strip?” I smiled. I was hoping he was serious, because my clothes were begging to come off. ‘Thank you God, for sending me this sexy horny man!'“Yes! Have another glass of wine, if you’d like. But I want you to strip, and then walk right into my bedroom over there.”John is inviting me to his bedroom! I was nervous, but even more so, I was terribly craving cock, his cock. With alcohol running through my veins, and 'bold’ becoming my new middle name.I stood facing John. Then I stepped up on his wooden coffee table. Still looking him in the eyes with lust,  I pulled the halter tie from the back of my neck. I was swaying to an imaginary base rift, as I held a tie string in each hand.My shoulders pulsed alternately, which caused my tits to swing against my gold bodice. Now my nipples were erect and protruding. I leaned over toward John as my straps released.  Still swaying and twerking to my imaginary music, I reached behind to unzip the low-back of the dress; all the while entertaining him with my pendulous tits.Then I placed a hand on each hip, as I stood back upright.  I turned in several steps as I rocked my curvy ass to him, Then I slowly slid each hand down my hips, the thin dress descending with my hands. Before releasing, I looked over my shoulder, to catch his reaction. His eyes clearly conveyed; ‘Keep going'; so I did. I was being a tease, and he was into it.The garment dropped to my stilettos. I stepped out of my gold cocktail dress, leaving only my black lacy G-string and my high heels.Suddenly my rhythm stopped. I stood with my ass to him. I stepped my legs apart just enough to let my cunny make an appearance. In dramatic silence I slowly slid the waistband of the G-string down, guiding it continuously to my ankles.  I caught his delightful lust, as I smiled seductively, from between my spread legs.I stepped a leg out of the G-string and pivoted back facing him. Then I raised my other foot, with the lacy garment clinging to my toes. I swiftly grabbed the skimpy thing and  in one fluid motion I stretched it back with my other hand, and shot the black lacy thing against his chest.Now in front of him, I stood completely naked; like I was almost every night on the other side of that wall.  Yes, I had practiced this routine; often to the rhythm of his classical guitar selections.“Fucking hell; Come here, my pretty little virgin. I want to show you something.” He held out a hand and I grabbed it while placing my other hand on his shoulder. I collected my items and removed my heels, then placed them all on the chair.I followed him into his bedroom, where it was dark and mysterious. I sat naked on the corner of his bed, next to a corner bedpost. With lusty anticipation, I watched him as he pulled a big black box from underneath his bed. He pulled out a box of several candles. Silently he set them around the room, as he lit each of them.Also in the box, he pulled out an interesting rope contraption that he fastened to the four corners of the  bed. Then John laid a firm wedge cushion near the head of the bed. When he padded his hand on it, he said; “Ly down, dirty girl. I want to show you things that will blow your mind.”I went up to the middle of his bed and laid down on the wedge cushion. My shoulders and head were now slightly elevated, to watch as he bound my ankles and wrists to the bed. The wide bands were held by Velcro, and each attached to a shiny black rope.I was now exposed for him, and vulnerable. With nowhere to go, and no idea about what would happen next. For all I know, he could chop me up to a million pieces. But I had a feeling that he was being as bold as I was being, tonight. It turned me on, to be this way with a handsome man I barely knew.From the look in his eyes, my naked body looked delicious; stretched out in the candlelight. My nipples peaked upward, begging to be touched, from atop the summits of my 34D breasts. Each curve of my classically soft and feminine figure; was highlighted and exposed.I could see little goosebumps rising up all over me. John disappeared from the room for a minute, but returned with the bottle of wine in his hand, and with no clothes on. But now he had a red ribbon, tied in a bow, around his swaying hard cock. I wanted to pounce, but I was tied up.Seeing his beautiful cock alive and ready, sent jolts of sexual energy down my body. Oh Gawd! I wanted to jump off that bed and go for his cock right away. But, no matter what I did, I could not free myself. With the bottle of wine in hand, he crawled onto the bed kneeling between my spread thighs. "You are such a beautiful girl. Damn, I think you are meant to be on my bed, nightly; so I can just look at you, and admire you.“ He looked down at me with a look that I had never seen before. I was ready to have fun with him, our great sexy holiday secret tryst.He tilted the bottle of sweet white wine right over my lips, for me to taste. The small trickle splashed over my lips as I opened my mouth to let some in.The wine tasted too good, I had to lick my lips to get every bit of it.Next, he dripped some onto my stiff nipples. We watched the wine roll down over my swollen breasts and pool at the side of my body. The wine looked so good, rolling around on my goose-pimpled tits. The wine also ran into the valley between my tits, then down my torso.If I could, I would have licked it from myself. But I really wanted him to lick me. Down my belly and into my belly button the wine rolled. "Do you like that?” He grinned.“Yes,” I said, trying to raise my body up to touch his. I wanted our skins to make contact, but he was teasing me and making me wet in more than one way. He put the bottle between my legs and rubbed the cool glass container against my moist pussy. I grinded my pussy lips against the wine, enjoying contact while I had it. When he was done teasing me like that, He took a last drink, leaving just an ounce behind. Then he poured that last bit of wine down my sweet cunny slit and all over my furry mound. Now the bottle was empty, and all that was left to taste, was me. "Taste me;“ I invited him. I was on the verge of begging for his touch. But I didn’t have to beg because his lips met my nipple. He didn’t play around. He went straight for the hard suck, like he was reading my horny mind. I moaned loudly, arching my chest toward his face. When he released my nipple from his hard suck, I could see the trail of saliva from his lips to the tip of my nipple.He treated my other nipple just the same, sucking harder, and harder, encouraged by my positive reaction.My tits wanted more of him, but he pulled away; and to my surprise, started to slap my tits one after the other. From the outer sides, his alternating slaps sent the one hefty tit bouncing into the other, in a chain reaction.To watch them jerk and jiggle was fascinating him. My nipples seemed to be growing even bigger, and more sensitive to his tongue, and hard suction. I wondered if they tasted like the sweet white wine. "Are you ready for your present?” he asked.I looked down at his cock as he unwrapped the big red ribbon; and let it fall on my mound. My mouth was wide open, already anticipating being orally filled by his thick and long cock. It was the most beautiful cock that I had ever seen. Alright, so I haven't actually seen many erect cocks, in person. But his far surpassed my embellished fantasies. He gave me a closer look at his cock, as he straddled further up, on top of me. With his dick just centimeters away from my lips; he stroked himself and showed me the precum already seeping from his delicious head.“You know, darling; My ancestors celebrated the holidays with a big log, A Yule, log, they called it. A thick log that was slowly fed into the hearth, where it burned several night, until the new year.“ John slowly pulled the foreskin tightly back, and his shiny phallus reflected the lamplight. “The Yule, log was a warm treat to make the home a cozy place, and never failed to meet the need.” He said.John rubbed his cock all over my face, making me wet with his precum. I reached out my tongue to lick him but he withdrew teasingly. “Have you been a good girl, this year, Mindy?”“A very good girl,” I replied.He let his cock slap my cheeks, getting closer and closer to my mouth. Once he was close enough, I grabbed his cock with my lips and held onto him. He let out an initial moan as I welcomed in his fullness into my hungry mouth. His cock was getting more slippery by the second. Tantalizingly sliding in and out of my wet oral hole. As my lips clamped him in place, my tongue massaged his frenulum, just under the tip and along the ridge of his glans crown.It had been too long since I sucked a cock. Yes, I was a virgin, but I had the pleasure of sucking teen cock, a couple of times before. At a high school cast party, after the last

When chef José Andrés started World Central Kitchen, he didn't wait for the perfect circumstances or the best financial opportunities. He just showed up and started helping.As we continue his book, "Change the Recipe," we discuss how he works with locals to create the most successful team of soulmates imaginable. Thank you for listening! LY

Lý do thợ chụp nhầm ảnh cưới ở Cà Mau và cái kết; Điều tra vụ cháy nhiều căn nhà trong đêm ở phường Bình Đông, TP.HCM; Từ ngày 9-2, tịch thu vàng miếng nếu giao dịch ở những tiệm vàng không được cấp phép...

Moderátorka a herečka Miška Majerníková je tvárou a najmä hlasom nového zábavníka Na minútu presne. Moderátori relácie, a zároveň kapitáni súťažných družstiev, Miška a Števo Martinovič zadajú svojim súťažiacim hosťom témy, na ktoré budú musieť bez chýb a s dodržaním pravidiel súťaže rozprávať presne jednu minútu. Keď sa súťažiaci pomýli, pokračovať (a teda získavať body) bude člen konkurenčného tímu. Na dodržiavanie spisovnej slovenčiny dozrie Sibyla Mislovičová. Virologička Tatiana Betáková odpovie, kedy najčastejšie udiera chrípka? Zabíja mráz vírusy? Tieto a ďalšie otázky položila Gabika rannej hostke. Lyžiarsky inštruktor Gabriel Špak povie, akí sú Slováci lyžiari. Kedy je ten správny moment postaviť dieťa na lyže? A ako rýchlo sa vie úplný začiatočník naučiť lyžovať? Nielen tieto otázky položí Richard rannému hosťovi. Vypočujte si jeho odpovede v rozhovore. Psychologička Kamila Urban porozpráva o efektívnom učení sa. Čo to vlastne znamená sa efektívne učiť? Existuje nejaký mýtus o učení? Psychologička poradila aj to, ako pomôcť dieťaťu sústrediť sa na učenie. Cestovateľ Martin Navrátil predstavuje novú zábavnú reláciu Na správnej ceste. | Hostia: Michaela Majerníková, Tatiana Betáková, Gabriel Špak, Kamila Urban, Martin Navrátil. | Moderujú: Gabika Angibaud a Richard Dedek. | Počúvajte rozhovory s našimi hosťami v programe Dobré ráno, Slovensko! každý pracovný deň po 8:20. Hosť DRS pripravuje Slovenský rozhlas, Rádio Slovensko, SRo1.

The Distant Worlds 3 expedition has set off with a flourish, travelling nearly 30 LY on the first day.

The Friend “Ly” Forest: An American Adventure in Adverbs and Adjectives by Dr Richard Ly, Brandon Ly https://www.amazon.com/Friend-Ly-Forest-Adventure-Adjectives/dp/1961225506 The Friend “Ly” Forest: An American Adventure in Adverbs and Adjectives represents our journey through this great country and all the incredible animals we meet along the way. What starts out as a rabbit, “Rich” Ly, chasing a dream and losing his way but eventually learning to appreciate the life he left behind, following the rainbow in hopes of a better life without realizing how great his life already was back home with his best friend, “Devoted” Ly, he realizes very quickly that the grass is not always greener on the other side. Along his adventure to get back home, Rich not only meets the best of what the Forest has to offer, but also the worst. Luckily, his faithful friend, Devoted, is hot on his trail with her relentless pursuit to save him from the dangers and temptations of the Forest. In her quest to rescue her companion, she meets “Fearless” Ly, the baby dragon, and together they have an adventure of a lifetime. Not only do they conquer personal fears, building trust along the way with all the challenges they encounter. Will the lifelong companions be reunited before it’s too late, or is this just the beginning of the story?

In this short episode, I introduce our next book, "Change the Recipe: Because You Can't Build a Better World Without Breaking Some Eggs."Written by the founder of World Central Kitchen, José Andrés, the book is about the healing power of food. I hope you enjoy this book! Please share, follow and like this podcast. LY

Padesát ovcí vtrhlo do supermarketu, jedna údajně strhla dav. Lyžaři si lyžemi bookují místo ve frontě na vlek a my sháníme deky pro šimpanze. Ve WAKE UP SHOW.

Let's enter 2026 with thoughtful intention, setting easy goals and offering plenty of grace. Join me as we finish Beth Kempton's book "Calm Christmas," and let's start the year with hope and connection. Please follow, like and share this podcast. LY

Na sklonku roku 2025 se zrodil jeden z největších momentů českého alpského lyžování. Lyžař Jan Zabystřan ovládl Super-G Světového poháru v italské Val Gardeně a jako první sportovec v české historii vystoupal na nejvyšší stupínek. Vítězství to bylo nečekané tím spíše, že ho dosáhl až z 29. startovní pozice a předstihl i dosavadního šampiona Švýcara Marca Odermatta.

Na sklonku roku 2025 se zrodil jeden z největších momentů českého alpského lyžování. Lyžař Jan Zabystřan ovládl Super-G Světového poháru v italské Val Gardeně a jako první sportovec v české historii vystoupal na nejvyšší stupínek. Vítězství to bylo nečekané tím spíše, že ho dosáhl až z 29. startovní pozice a předstihl i dosavadního šampiona Švýcara Marca Odermatta. Všechny díly podcastu Seriál Radiožurnálu můžete pohodlně poslouchat v mobilní aplikaci mujRozhlas pro Android a iOS nebo na webu mujRozhlas.cz.

Lyžovačky sa stávajú luxusnými dovolenkami, ktoré si môže dovoliť čoraz menej Slovákov. Vo veľkých strediskách v Tatrách alebo v Jasnej je tak čoraz viac Poliakov, lebo Poľsku sa darí. Ak ste cenovo senzitívna rodina, rovno zabudnite na lyžovačku medzi sviatkami, odkazuje šéf prevádzkovateľa najväčších stredísk TMR, Igor Rattaj. S ministrom životného prostredia Tomášom Tarabom aj jeho štátnym tajomníkom Filipom Kuffom má dobrý vzťah. Ministrovi dokonca vnukol myšlienku, aby ľudia podnikajúci v Tatrách museli platiť koncesiu.V podcaste s Igorom Rattajom sa dozviete:– od 1. minúty – či politika vlády ochudobňuje Slovákov;– po 2:00 – prečo museli zvýšiť ceny lístkov;– od 3:00 – či chudobnejú aj najbohatší a či sa musí aj on obmedzovať;– okolo 4:00 – prečo je podľa neho pre štát lepšie, keď si kúpi 500-eurové šampanské než 200-eurové;– po 6:00 – že treba osekať štátnu správu, lebo ľudia v nej dnes už zarábajú veľa;– od 7:30 – čo si myslí o Ivanovi Miklošovi a prečo sa bohatí sťahujú do Talianska;– po 9:30 – či bude lyžovačka lacnejšia alebo drahšia;– od 9:45 – či budú Tatry už len pre Poliakov, lebo Slováci si to nebudú môcť dovoliť;– po 12:00 – že lyžovačka prestáva byť ľudovou zábavou a cenovo senzitívnejší by mali rovno zabudnúť na tú silvestrovskú;– od 14:00 – kto za to môže a prečo Poľsko rastie a my nie;– po 16:00 – že by voličov nepustil k voľbám každé štyri roky;– od 16:30 – či je demokracia v protiklade s rastom ekonomiky alebo nie;– po 17:30 – či sa mu ľahšie rozvíjajú lyžiarske strediská, keď nevládnu ochranári;– od 19:00 – aký má vzťah s ministrom Tarabom a či mu to uľahčuje podnikanie v národných parkoch;– po 21:30 – či vďaka tomu dosiahol ústupky pri zonácii Tatier;– od 23:30 – akou logikou neprídu Tatry o ďalšie časti prírody, keď chce stavať ďalšie lyžiarske stredisko na Hrebienku;– po 25:30 – že chce venovať pozemky, aby ich vymenil za nové lyžiarske stredisko;– od 28:00 – kedy sa dokončí zonácia;– po 28:30 – ako poradil Tarabovi koncesie na podnikanie v národných parkoch;– od 30:00 – či to nepredraží Slovákom Tatry ešte viac;– po 31:00 – či sa koncesiou nechce len zbaviť konkurencie v podobe malých stánkarov;– od 33:00 – že pozná skoro všetkých ministrov;– po 33:30 – koho pozná najlepšie a najbližšie;– od 34:50 – ako sa jeho vila dostala do vlastníctva otca Martina Glváča;– po 35:40 – či vymenil vilu za penzión Glváčovcov v Rakúsku;– od 37:30 – či nekryje majetky politikov, ktorí si na to nemohli zarobiť legálne;– po 39:00 – prečo Kočner písal Glváčovi, keď chcel majetok, ktorý oficiálne patril Rattajovi;– po 40:00 – či je stále kamarát s Martinom Glváčom.

Lyžovačky sa stávajú luxusnými dovolenkami, ktoré si môže dovoliť čoraz menej Slovákov. Vo veľkých strediskách v Tatrách alebo v Jasnej je tak čoraz viac Poliakov, lebo Poľsku sa darí. Ak ste cenovo senzitívna rodina, rovno zabudnite na lyžovačku medzi sviatkami, odkazuje šéf prevádzkovateľa najväčších stredísk TMR, Igor Rattaj. S ministrom životného prostredia Tomášom Tarabom aj jeho štátnym tajomníkom Filipom Kuffom má dobrý vzťah. Ministrovi dokonca vnukol myšlienku, aby ľudia podnikajúci v Tatrách museli platiť koncesiu.V podcaste s Igorom Rattajom sa dozviete:– od 1. minúty – či politika vlády ochudobňuje Slovákov;– po 2:00 – prečo museli zvýšiť ceny lístkov;– od 3:00 – či chudobnejú aj najbohatší a či sa musí aj on obmedzovať;– okolo 4:00 – prečo je podľa neho pre štát lepšie, keď si kúpi 500-eurové šampanské než 200-eurové;– po 6:00 – že treba osekať štátnu správu, lebo ľudia v nej dnes už zarábajú veľa;– od 7:30 – čo si myslí o Ivanovi Miklošovi a prečo sa bohatí sťahujú do Talianska;– po 9:30 – či bude lyžovačka lacnejšia alebo drahšia;– od 9:45 – či budú Tatry už len pre Poliakov, lebo Slováci si to nebudú môcť dovoliť;– po 12:00 – že lyžovačka prestáva byť ľudovou zábavou a cenovo senzitívnejší by mali rovno zabudnúť na tú silvestrovskú;– od 14:00 – kto za to môže a prečo Poľsko rastie a my nie;– po 16:00 – že by voličov nepustil k voľbám každé štyri roky;– od 16:30 – či je demokracia v protiklade s rastom ekonomiky alebo nie;– po 17:30 – či sa mu ľahšie rozvíjajú lyžiarske strediská, keď nevládnu ochranári;– od 19:00 – aký má vzťah s ministrom Tarabom a či mu to uľahčuje podnikanie v národných parkoch;– po 21:30 – či vďaka tomu dosiahol ústupky pri zonácii Tatier;– od 23:30 – akou logikou neprídu Tatry o ďalšie časti prírody, keď chce stavať ďalšie lyžiarske stredisko na Hrebienku;– po 25:30 – že chce venovať pozemky, aby ich vymenil za nové lyžiarske stredisko;– od 28:00 – kedy sa dokončí zonácia;– po 28:30 – ako poradil Tarabovi koncesie na podnikanie v národných parkoch;– od 30:00 – či to nepredraží Slovákom Tatry ešte viac;– po 31:00 – či sa koncesiou nechce len zbaviť konkurencie v podobe malých stánkarov;– od 33:00 – že pozná skoro všetkých ministrov;– po 33:30 – koho pozná najlepšie a najbližšie;– od 34:50 – ako sa jeho vila dostala do vlastníctva otca Martina Glváča;– po 35:40 – či vymenil vilu za penzión Glváčovcov v Rakúsku;– od 37:30 – či nekryje majetky politikov, ktorí si na to nemohli zarobiť legálne;– po 39:00 – prečo Kočner písal Glváčovi, keď chcel majetok, ktorý oficiálne patril Rattajovi;– po 40:00 – či je stále kamarát s Martinom Glváčom.

Nå høres unhinged diskutering og krangling på en første juledag. Som er det Christian, Joachim og Ulrik ønsker å bruke dagen sin på. Hvordan skal man åpne julegaver? Hemmelig huseierforeningens landsforbund? En juledag fra Dantes inferno......

Før julefreden senkes har Joachim og Ulrik våkna tidlig for å ha en ekslusiv sending. Det er tre ting en hver moderne julefilm må ha for å skape julestemning. Det er to gaver som er de beste i verden, og Donald Duck. God jul til alle Rushfans fra Dantes inferno..... vi er glade i dere!

Hey EICrackers, merry Friday...get ready for a magical, festive &... fatigued, episode!First up, Wicked For Good. We all went down the yellow brick road to the cinema to see the sequel. The story picks up after Elphaba (Cynthia Erivo) has fled the Emerald City and been branded the "Wicked Witch of the West" by the Wizard (Jeff Goldblum) and Madame Morrible (Michelle Yeoh). Glinda (Ariana Grande), now "Glinda the Good," struggles with her public role as the Wizard's associate while her friendship with Elphaba is tested. The film focuses on their final journey to see each other with empathy and change Oz "for good". We get into it.Next! We don't know if you've heard, but Christmas is coming. How do we know this? Because the annual supermarket/high street Christmas adverts have dropped in the UK. High street festive ads have become peak Christmas culture in the UK. For our non-UK listeners, Lena Dunham did a fairly good poke at this in Too Much with the John Lewis Rita Ora playing Santa ad. So this year, we're going to take a look at some of the big ones that have dropped.And finally... from Christmas Ads to CHRIST, not another ad. In a piece on Substack, Hannah Glenn explores her own fatigue with advertising, in a world where everything and everyone seems to be trying to sell her something. We hope you enjoy as always please do leave a review on your podcast player app, LY, O,R,B xxxThank you so much to Cue for editing this podcast!Beth's been loving: No One Is Talking About This, Patricia Lockwood, Oenone's Substack Ruchira's been loving: Wuthering Heights,BroadchurchOenone's been loving: Pluribus, Mother Mary TrailerWicked For Good - box office smash“Wicked: For Good” Is Very, Very BadCrisis At Christmas AppealTop 10 UK Christmas AdsJoel Goldby's Gift GuideNothing Feels Authentic Anymore Because Everything is an Ad, Hannah Glenn Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

 This update episode is with Ly. She shared her story so eloquently and vulnerably back in 2021 in Episode 10 about the impact of MCC's hand-crafted relief materials how it changed her life. So today you'll hear an update from Ly as she shares about how she and her church have paid that forward in a huge way, and how another Undercurrents episode (Ep 13 - I believe in miracles) inspired her during a tough stretch. Update begins at 27:53.

Lyés Bouzidi Joins John and Brandon to discuss and debate some of the most recent trends in Football today!Introduction - 00:00:20Harsher Standards for Modern Players - 00:01:59MisUse of Stats in Modern discourse - 00:19:35Premier League's growing dominance - 00:41:40Quick-Fire Qs - 00:56:00Trivia - 01:27:22All this and more! thanks for the support Make sure to Like and Subscribe Hit us into the top bins on social media: Twitter: ⁠https://twitter.com/CornerFlagTalk⁠ Facebook: ⁠https://facebook.com/CornerFlagTalk/⁠ Instagram: ⁠https://instagram.com/cornerflagtalk⁠

If you want to create a Christmas that's more calm than chaotic, join me as we read "Calm Christmas and Happy New Year: A Little Book of Festive Joy" by Beth Kempton.Let's start the season grounded, excited and ready to enjoy the holidays. Please, like, share, follow and subscribe! LY

There are fears that a shortage of a key commodity could significantly slow down Colonisation efforts, following Brewer Corporation's announcement that the Trailblazer megaship fleet is to close its markets next week.From 11 November 3311, Emergency Power Cells will only be available within 30 LY of the Akhenaten system.https://www.elitedangerous.com/news/galnet/trailblazer-fleet-be-withdrawn

Khoảng 20 chuyến công du đến 20 nước trong vòng hơn một năm giữ chức tổng bí thư đảng Cộng Sản Việt Nam, ông Tô Lâm có lẽ là nhà lãnh đạo đảng công du nước ngoài nhiều nhất. Trong khuôn khổ những chuyến công du này, Việt Nam nâng cấp Đối tác Chiến lược Toàn diện với 6 nước, và Đối tác Chiến lược với 5 nước khác. Dưới thời ông Tô Lâm, Việt Nam đang “quốc tế hóa” vai trò của tổng bí thư. Khi đưa tin về chuyến công du Anh Quốc và Bắc Ireland của ông Tô Lâm, từ 28-30/10/2025, hãng tin Anh Reuters nhận định nhà lãnh đạo quyền lực nhất của Việt Nam, ông Tô Lâm, đã đóng vai trò trung tâm trong việc định hình chính sách đối ngoại kể từ khi trở thành tổng bí thư đảng Cộng Sản vào năm ngoái (2024), một nỗ lực trước đây do chủ tịch nước và thủ tướng dẫn đầu. Cho thế giới thấy nhà lãnh đạo thực sự ở Việt Nam Ngay sau khi chính thức được bầu làm tổng bí thư, tại buổi họp báo ngày 03/08/2024, ông Tô Lâm có bài phát biểu “khẳng định kế thừa và phát huy những thành quả cách mạng mà cố tổng bí thư Nguyễn Phú Trọng và các thế hệ lãnh đạo đi trước đã gây dựng”. Điểm này đang được ông Tô Lâm phát triển mạnh mẽ hơn, theo nhận định của giáo sư danh dự Carl Thayer, Đại học New South Wales : “Tổng bí thư Tô Lâm đang tận dụng sự lãnh đạo của mình để phát huy di sản của người tiền nhiệm Nguyễn Phú Trọng, người đã chính thức hóa vai trò của tổng bí thư trong quan hệ đối ngoại của Việt Nam. Tổng bí thư Trọng đã được lãnh đạo chính phủ Anh và Nhật Bản, hai nền dân chủ tự do, đón tiếp, và được tổng thống Barack Obama tiếp đón tại Nhà Trắng. Ông Trọng cũng đã tiếp đón tổng thống Joe Biden tại Hà Nội”. Theo thông lệ, chuyến công du nước ngoài đầu tiên của tân tổng bí thư đảng Cộng Sản Việt Nam là đến Lào, sau đó là Cam Bốt và Trung Quốc - nước láng giềng rộng lớn mà ngay vào thời kỳ đầu thành lập nước Việt Nam Dân chủ Cộng hòa, Việt Nam xác định rõ chính sách đối với Trung Quốc “là phải thân thiện”. Tiến sĩ Vũ Khang, học giả thỉnh giảng tại Đại học Boston, Mỹ, nhận định với RFI Tiếng Việt : “Việc Việt Nam quốc tế hóa vai trò của tổng bí thư thực ra không có gì là bất ngờ. Một trong những ưu tiên hàng đầu của Việt Nam là bảo vệ an ninh của thể chế, và một trong những cách đó là nâng cao vai trò của tổng bí thư trên trường quốc tế. Với các nước chung chí hướng như là Bắc Triều Tiên, Trung Quốc hay Lào thì đây cũng không phải là một sự thay đổi lớn do vai trò của quan hệ kênh Đảng từ lâu đã được khẳng định”. Đọc thêmViệt Nam : Tổng bí thư Tô Lâm thăm Bắc Triều Tiên, dự lễ 80 năm thành lập đảng Lao Động Tiếp theo là hàng loạt vòng công du cho đến cuối năm 2024. Ví dụ, tháng 09/2024, tổng bí thư Tô Lâm đến dự Hội nghị thượng đỉnh Tương Lai, Đại Hội Đồng Liên Hiệp Quốc và làm việc ở Hoa Kỳ. Sau đó, ông công du nước Cuba anh em. Đến đầu tháng 10, ông công du Mông Cổ, tiếp theo là Ireland và Pháp. Đến tháng 11 là Malaysia. Trong những chuyến công du này, Việt Nam nâng cấp quan hệ lên thành Đối tác Chiến lược Toàn Diện với ba nước Mông Cổ, Pháp, Malaysia. Các nước ASEAN mở đầu cho vòng công du năm 2025 của tổng bí thư Tô Lâm. Tháng 03, ông thăm Singapore, Indonesia, nâng cấp quan hệ lên mức cao nhất với hai nước. Với những hoạt động này, tổng bí thư “đang đảm nhiệm vai trò nhà ngoại giao cấp cao, thường là nhiệm vụ của chủ tịch nước hoặc thủ tướng”, theo ý kiến của giáo sư Zachary Abuza, Đại học Chiến tranh Quốc gia Hoa Kỳ ở Washington : “Bằng cách này, ông Lâm đã khẳng định rõ ràng rằng ông coi chức vụ quyền lực nhất của đảng Cộng sản Việt Nam là chức vụ có chức năng điều hành trong đảng-nhà nước, điều mà những người tiền nhiệm của ông, những người chỉ tập trung vào chính sách và hệ tư tưởng, chưa từng đảm nhiệm”. Trong tháng 05, ông thăm bốn nước thuộc Liên Xô cũ (Kazakhstan, Azerbaijan, Nga, Belarus), nhân chuyến công du theo lời mời dự Ngày Chiến thắng với lễ diễu binh trên Quảng trường Đỏ ở Matxcơva. Ba tháng sau ông thăm Hàn Quốc. Trong tháng 10/2025, ông Tô Lâm công du Bắc Triều Tiên dự lễ kỷ niệm 80 thành lập đảng Lao Động Triều Tiên, sau đó là vòng công du hai nước châu Âu Phần Lan và Bulgari, cuối cùng là Anh Quốc và Bắc Ireland, nâng cấp quan hệ đối tác chiến lược với Helsinki và đối tác chiến lược toàn diện với Luân Đôn. Có thể thấy ông Tô Lâm quảng bá mạnh hơn, cho quốc tế thấy rõ hơn hình ảnh và vai trò của tổng bí thư - nhà lãnh đạo trên thực tế của Việt Nam, theo nhận định của Giáo sư Carl Thayer ngày 28/09 : “Tổng bí thư Tô Lâm đã liên tiếp công du nước ngoài kể từ khi nắm quyền lãnh đạo đảng và đóng vai trò quan trọng trong việc ký kết bảy quan hệ đối tác chiến lược toàn diện mới (Úc, Pháp, Malaysia, New Zealand, Indonesia, Singapore và Thái Lan). Ông Tô Lâm đang chứng minh rằng vị thế tổng bí thư không chỉ quan trọng đối với các vấn đề đối nội mà còn cả đối ngoại”. Đọc thêmLãnh đạo Việt Nam Tô Lâm đi Mỹ dự Đại Hội Đồng Liên Hiệp Quốc Một yếu tố mới, được tiến sĩ Lê Hồng Hiệp nhận định trên trang Fulcrum ngày 02/07/2025, là vai trò của “Đệ nhất phu nhân” định nghĩa lại nền ngoại giao và chính trị Việt Nam. Bà Ngô Phương Ly, “đệ nhất phu nhân trên thực tế, đã mở đường cho việc tăng cường các nỗ lực ngoại giao của Việt Nam và làm dịu đi hình ảnh của chồng bà” : “Bà Phương Ly, phu nhân của tổng bí thư đảng Cộng Sản Việt Nam Tô Lâm, đang nhanh chóng nổi lên như một nhân vật mang lại sự thay đổi trong ngoại giao quốc tế của Việt Nam. Bà tháp tùng ông Tô Lâm trong hầu hết các chuyến thăm nước ngoài và tiếp đón các nhà lãnh đạo nước ngoài tại Việt Nam. Thông qua việc thường xuyên tham gia các hoạt động văn hóa và xã hội với các đối tác nước ngoài, bà đã nâng cao vị thế ngoại giao của Việt Nam và nâng cao hình ảnh của ông Tô Lâm trước công chúng, qua đó góp phần nâng cao vị thế chính trị của ông. Ví dụ, trong chuyến thăm Singapore của ông Tô Lâm vào tháng 03/2025, bà Phương Ly đã tham gia các cuộc thảo luận về các vấn đề văn hóa với bà Loo Tze Lui, phu nhân thủ tướng Singapore Lawrence Wong, và chứng kiến ​​lễ ký kết Biên bản ghi nhớ giữa Học viện Âm nhạc Quốc gia Việt Nam và Nhạc viện Yong Siew Toh của Singapore. Gần đây hơn, trong chuyến thăm Việt Nam của tổng thống Pháp Emmanuel Macron tháng 05/2025, bà Phương Ly đã tháp tùng bà Brigitte Macron tham quan Bảo tàng Mỹ thuật Việt Nam và Văn Miếu Quốc Tử Giám, chia sẻ những hiểu biết sâu sắc về di sản văn hóa phong phú của Việt Nam với Đệ nhất phu nhân Pháp”. Đọc thêmQuảng bá hình ảnh Việt Nam qua những chuyến công du của lãnh đạo thế giới Vai trò của tổng bí thư trong “định hình chính sách đối ngoại” Ngoài việc khẳng định quyền lực lãnh đạo thực sự ở Việt Nam, những chuyến công du nước ngoài của ông Tô Lâm, với tần suất dày đặc hơn so với người tiền nhiệm, còn nằm trong định hướng Hội nhập quốc tế trong tình hình mới, được quy định trong Nghị quyết số 59 (ngày 24/01/2025) và được cổng thông tin Chính phủ nhấn mạnh ngày 16/09 là “quyết sách quan trọng, đánh dấu bước ngoặt lịch sử trong tiến trình hội nhập quốc tế của đất nước”. Một mặt, Nghị quyết đưa ra hướng dẫn củng cố mối quan hệ “hữu nghị truyền thống” lâu đời của Việt Nam với Nga, Cuba, Bắc Triều Tiên. Mặt khác, Nghị quyết cũng cho thấy Việt Nam đang chủ động hơn trong các vấn đề quốc tế. Giáo sư Carl Thayer, Đại học New South Wales, phân tích : Nghị quyết số 59 lưu ý rằng hội nhập quốc tế đòi hỏi “chủ động, tích cực và dũng cảm” để thúc đẩy các mạng lưới đối tác đã được thiết lập, tranh thủ các nguồn lực bên ngoài, củng cố lòng tin chính trị và giải quyết các thách thức khu vực và toàn cầu thông qua hợp tác hòa bình, tất cả đều trên cơ sở tôn trọng luật pháp quốc tế. Nghị quyết số 59 cũng củng cố một trong những mục tiêu quan trọng của hội nhập quốc tế - duy trì môi trường hòa bình và ổn định để Việt Nam có thể phát triển kinh tế. Ví dụ chuyến công du Bình Nhưỡng của tổng bí thư Tô Lâm cũng được coi là nhằm trong chiến lược “bảo vệ đất nước từ sớm và từ xa, trước khi đất nước lâm nguy” phù hợp với chủ trương của Nghị quyết số 59, theo nhận định của giáo sư Carl Thayer : “Nếu ông Tô Lâm đến thăm Bình Nhưỡng, ông có thể sẽ tìm hiểu xem Việt Nam có thể đóng vai trò ngoại giao và chính trị nào trong bất kỳ tiến trình hòa bình nào trên bán đảo Triều Tiên. Việt Nam có lợi ích thiết yếu trong việc duy trì ổn định trên bán đảo Triều Tiên. Bất kỳ sự suy giảm nào trong hiện trạng, dẫn đến đối đầu giữa Hoa Kỳ và Hàn Quốc với Bắc Triều Tiên, Trung Quốc và Nga, sẽ đẩy Việt Nam ra ngoài lề và gây khó khăn cho quan hệ với các cường quốc”. Đọc thêmTổng bí thư đảng Cộng Sản, chủ tịch nước Việt Nam Tô Lâm công du Mông Cổ, Ireland và Pháp Trong số 5 quan điểm chỉ đạo về hội nhập quốc tế, hội nhập quốc tế về quốc phòng, an ninh được coi là một trong những trụ cột và là “một nội dung rất quan trọng”, theo phát biểu ngày 16/09 của ông Lê Hoài Trung, lúc đó là quyền ngoại trưởng. Ngoài ra, Việt Nam “chuyển từ xin nhận, gia nhập, tham gia sang chủ động đóng góp và xây dựng, định hình và sẵn sàng đóng góp có trách nhiệm vào công việc chung của cộng động quốc tế”. Sự kiện Hà Nội đăng cai tổ chức Lễ mở ký Công ước Liên Hiệp Quốc về chống tội phạm mạng ngày 25/10/2025, được Việt Nam coi là “dấu mốc lịch sử không chỉ với cộng đồng quốc tế mà còn khẳng định vai trò vị thế của Việt Nam trên trường quốc tế”. Trang VnExpress đưa tin “các nước đánh giá cao vai trò lãnh đạo, dẫn dắt của Việt Nam thông qua sáng kiến đăng cai Lễ mở ký”. Nhân dịp này, tổng bí thư Tô Lâm đã tiếp tổng thư ký Liên Hiệp Quốc Antonio Guterres. Cho dù “hội nhập quốc tế là sự nghiệp của toàn dân” nhưng được thực hiện “dưới sự lãnh đạo tuyệt đối, trực tiếp và toàn diện của Đảng, sự quản lý thống nhất của Nhà nước”. Trong tiến trình này, tổng bí thư không chỉ còn muốn đứng đầu đảng, giữ vai trò về tư tưởng, mà là một nhà lãnh đạo cao nhất đất nước. Hình ảnh mới này đang được ông Tô Lâm làm cho các đối tác phương Tây quen dần, theo nhận định của tiến sĩ Vũ Khang, Đại học Boston : Đối với các đối tác phương Tây, Việt Nam đã đặt các đối tác phương Tây vào vị trí phải công nhận tính chính danh và sự ngang hàng của vị trí tổng bí thư với các vị trí nguyên thủ quốc gia qua các cuộc gặp cấp cao. Đây cũng là một di sản của cố tổng bí thư Nguyễn Phú Trọng khi ông đã thành công bắt Mỹ phải công nhận tổng bí thư là ngang hàng với chức tổng thống Mỹ, từ đó mở ra các nước phương Tây khác cũng chấp nhận theo. Điều này chứng tỏ đây là một chính sách đường dài chứ không phải ngắn hạn cho kỳ Đại hội Đảng sắp tới, và dù ai ở vị trí tổng bí thư đi chăng nữa thì cũng sẽ được kế thừa di sản này.

Twelve dockable megaships have been deployed to systems within 30 LY of the permit-locked HIP 87621 system, amidst a growing expectation that the Powers are planning a land-grab close to that mysterious system.Megaships near HIP 87621 October Consortium HIP 87621 - Permit locked by October Consortium HR 6524 - October Consortium megaship Orion Col 359 Sector AE-N b9-4 - October Consortium megaship Cygnus Alliance Col 359 Sector MR-T c4-8 - The Sword of Perseus (Prime Minister Mahon) Col 359 Sector FK-L b10-5 - Graf Spee Victorious (Councillor Kaine) Imperial Col 359 Sector CE-N b9-2 - The Benevolence (Princess Aisling) Col 359 Sector AJ-N b9-3 - The Pride of Authority (Emperor Arissa) Col 359 Sector RX-R c5-1 - Radiant Prosperity (Senator Patreus) Col 359 Sector AE-N b9-0 - Glorious Purpose (Senator Torval) Federal Col 359 Sector FK-L b10-3 - Rhea's Resilience (President Winters) Col 359 Sector ZI-N b9-1 - Onyx Bastion (Shadow President Archer) Independent Col 359 Sector ZI-N b9-3 - The Undeniable (Yuri Grom) Col 359 Sector EK-L b10-4 - Enigmatic Triumph (Simguru Antal) Col 359 Sector DP-L b10-3 - Obsidian Directive (Li Yong-Rui) Col 359 Sector KW-V d2-16 - The Sabretooth (Pirate King Delaine)

Welcome to the Personal Development Trailblazers Podcast! In today's episode, we're talking about how to quiet your inner critic and amplify your confidence so you can step into bold leadership.Ly Smith is a motivational speaker, best-selling author, and creator of The C.A.N.D.Y. Method™, a proven framework that transforms self-talk from self-doubt to self-direction. She helps women entrepreneurs and professionals quiet the inner critic, amplify confidence, and step into bold leadership. With over 30 years of stage experience and seven international best-selling books, Ly equips audiences with practical tools and inspiring stories that create immediate shifts in mindset and performance.Connect with Ly Here: www.facebook.com/g3mastermindwww.instagram.com/g3mastermindwww.linkedin.com/in/g3mastermindwww.tiktock.com/g3mastermindwww.youtube.com/@g3mastermindwww.g3mastermind.comGrab the freebie here: www.g3mastermind.com===================================If you enjoyed this episode, remember to hit the like button and subscribe. Then share this episode with your friends.Thanks for watching the Personal Development Trailblazers Podcast. This podcast is part of the Digital Trailblazer family of podcasts. To learn more about Digital Trailblazer and what we do to help entrepreneurs, go to DigitalTrailblazer.com.Are you a coach, consultant, expert, or online course creator? Then we'd love to invite you to our FREE Facebook Group where you can learn the best strategies to land more high-ticket clients and customers. QUICK LINKS: APPLY TO BE FEATURED: https://app.digitaltrailblazer.com/podcast-guest-applicationDIGITAL TRAILBLAZER: https://digitaltrailblazer.com/

#304rd for 2st of October, 2025 or 3311! (33-Oh-Leven, not Oh-Eleven, OH-Leven)http://loosescrewsed.comJoin us on discord! And check out the merch store! PROMO CODEShttps://discord.gg/3Vfap47ReaSupport us on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/LooseScrewsEDSquad Update:  (Updated by Bloom 10/2)Screwspace - Same conflicts still stuck in a pending state314 systems, controlling 78V640C is in Boom and Public Holiday - Buying core mined minerals for a mintMusca Dark region UE-W a3-0 - Deep Skrew One is online! I'm looking to push us up to the top spot before continuing my march to IC 2602 Sector ZU-Y d103 - if anyone has bounties they want to deliver 500 LY from home…PowerPlay Update: - Cycle 48Princess Aisling puts up +25 new systemsLi with +3 strongholds, and +16 overall for the strongest weekTorval in 3rd for adding systems this week with +10Patreus continues to slide losing -5 systems. -34 since cycle 45Delaine takes the biggest hit losing a stronghold and a fortifiedAntal appears to be deploying the battery to keep Kaine behind on the FDev board, but she is still in the mirrorKruger 5's Power Rankings - https://k5elite.com/ Niceygy's Power Points - https://elite.niceygy.net/powerpointsFind out more in the LSN-powerplay-hub forum channel.Galnet Update: https://community.elitedangerous.com/Lakon Spaceways Launches Type-11 ProspectorCommunity Goal requesting Platinum, Osmium and Painite deliveries to Malzberg Vision in Andere - At Tier 1 of 9 - Rewards for participants (1 tonne), a paint job, a sticker, credits and a community award of 1% bump per tier in the Squadron Mining Fragment Yield perk to a max of 20% Projected to achieve 61%, so probably tier 5. Platinum 333,030 Cr./Tonne, Painite 289,998 Cr. Tonne, Osmium 264,306 Cr./TonneDev News: 0.0653% of the galaxy or 261,063,785 systems exploredElite Dangerous T-11 has been updated to T-11.1 to fix a holopaint job causing crashes and some issues affecting new player onboardingRookie Cosmetic Starter Bundle - Speedway Blue, Crossfire Blue and Slipstream Blue paint jobs and ship kit for the Cobra Mk. III for free in the Elite Gamestore, along with other items on sale including many items for new ships. Discussion:T-11 ReviewNew ship power creep, good, bad, indifferent?

#303nd for 25th of September, 2025 or 3311! (33-Oh-Leven, not Oh-Eleven, OH-Leven)http://loosescrewsed.comJoin us on discord! And check out the merch store! PROMO CODEShttps://discord.gg/3Vfap47ReaSupport us on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/LooseScrewsEDSquad Update:  (Updated by Bloom 9/25)Screwspace - Several conflicts stuck in a pending stateWar in G 218-5 pending but new6A and 7A are in investment/civil liberty, V2151 Cygni is in Boom/Civil LIberty, several other systems are in boom or investment310 Star Systems, controlling 78Musca Dark region UE-W a3-0 - Deep Skrew One is online! I'm looking to push us up to the top spot before continuing my march to IC 2602 Sector ZU-Y d103 - if anyone has bounties they want to deliver 500 LY from home…PowerPlay Update: - Cycle 47Kruger 5's Power Rankings - https://k5elite.com/ Niceygy's Power Points - https://elite.niceygy.net/powerpointsFind out more in the LSN-powerplay-hub forum channel.Galnet Update: https://community.elitedangerous.com/Rackham Seeks clues to HIP 87621 Mystery - aka CG endedSchrodinger's Mining CG did/didn't occurExobiologists Demand Answers as HIP 87621 Grows - Lore UpdateType-11 latest reported buffs:More than doubled mining damage resulting in Increased fragments per second, Increased limpet speed, Increased Controller limpet count from 8 to 14, Increased chance of enriched chunk spawning, Reduced Mining Volley Repeater spreadDev News: T-11 Delayed a Week due to suggestions from Partner Program, of which NONE OF US ARE, FDEV, LOOKING AT YOU BRABEN!Renaming your ACCT is live for 500 ARXMining CG consequently Delayed a Week - T11 paint job among the prizes for 1T of Platinum/Painite/OsmiumDiscussion:New ship power creep, good, bad, indifferent? Community Corner:CMDR Sulu storyCMDR Chiggy storySpecial premiere / sneak peek of ‘Roy's Stories - The Musical'https://suno.com/s/3yU6sv1b8AFaYU1N

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Xin mời quý vị nghe trích đoạn trong vở cải lương 'Một Chiều Biệt Ly' và 'Lương Sơn Bá- Chúc Anh Đài' do nghệ sĩ Thanh Hằng, Tuấn An, Phú Danh và Ngọc Hà trình bày.

En 2017, Hélène Ly a frappé à mort sa fille de 11 mois. Cette mère de famille épuisée ne parvenait plus à gérer sa grossesse et ses 5 filles… Le passage à l'acte d'Hélène Ly se cache dans sa dépression et sa culture laotienne.Hébergé par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

En 2017, Hélène Ly a frappé à mort sa fille de 11 mois. Cette mère de famille épuisée ne parvenait plus à gérer sa grossesse et ses 5 filles… Le passage à l'acte d'Hélène Ly se cache dans sa dépression et sa culture laotienne. Hébergé par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

En 2017, Hélène Ly a frappé à mort sa fille de 11 mois. Cette mère de famille épuisée ne parvenait plus à gérer sa grossesse et ses 5 filles… Le passage à l'acte d'Hélène Ly se cache dans sa dépression et sa culture laotienne. Hébergé par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

En 2017, Hélène Ly a frappé à mort sa fille de 11 mois. Cette mère de famille épuisée ne parvenait plus à gérer sa grossesse et ses 5 filles… Le passage à l'acte d'Hélène Ly se cache dans sa dépression et sa culture laotienne. Hébergé par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

James Allcott is joined by Lyés Bouzidi (⁠@LyesBouzidi10⁠) to take a look at the current situation at Manchester United. Together, they discuss Ruben Amorim and whether he should be facing the scrutiny he's currently under following the disappointing draw to Fulham in Game Week 2.You can watch Lyés on his ⁠YouTube⁠ channel. Host: James AllcottGuest: Lyés BouzidiProducer: Cai JonesEditor: Finn McSkimmingAdditional Production: Patris Gordon Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

James Allcott is joined by Lyés Bouzidi (@LyesBouzidi10) to discuss the current state of the transfer window. They look at completed signings while also taking a look at some transfers that have yet to happen. You can watch Lyés on his YouTube channel  Host: James Allcott Guest: Lyés Bouzidi Producer: Cai Jones Editor: Finn McSkimming Additional Production: Patris Gordon Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Ly thân luôn là một giai đoạn khó khăn, đặc biệt với các gia đình có con nhỏ. Những bước quan trọng mà cha mẹ cần lưu ý nhằm bảo vệ bản thân, con cái và tài chính trong thời gian đầy biến động này như đổi thông tin medicare, đăng ký child support, ổn định tài chính...

This week Devo is paying respects to the late, great Tom Lehrer. RIP Tom Lehrer. Heaven just got a lot funnier. 1. "I Hold Your Hand in Mine" by Tom Lehrer 2. "Lobachevsky" by Tom Lehrer 3. "Jello Shots" by the great Luke Ski 4. "National Brotherhood Week" by Tom Lehrer 5. "L-Y" by Tom Lehrer 6. "That's Mathematics" by Tom Lehrer Tom Lehrer's songs can all be downloaded from TomLehrerSongs.com The great Luke Ski is at thegreatLukeSki.com Thank you to our Patreon backers for making this show possible!!!