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rWotD Episode 2903: British Rail Class 195 Welcome to Random Wiki of the Day, your journey through Wikipedia’s vast and varied content, one random article at a time.The random article for Tuesday, 15 April 2025 is British Rail Class 195.The British Rail Class 195 is a class of diesel multiple-unit passenger train from the Civity family manufactured by CAF, owned by Eversholt Rail Group and currently operated by Northern Trains. A total of 58 units have been built; 25 two-car units and 33 three-car units. The class is almost identical to the Class 331 also produced by CAF, which is the electric version of the Class 195, differing only in traction type and (in some units) vehicle formation.They were first introduced on 1 July 2019, entering service with the previous operator Arriva Rail North on the Manchester Airport and Liverpool Lime Street via Warrington, and Manchester Airport to Barrow-in-Furness routes. The final 195 unit entered service in December 2020 and all 58 units work across most non-electrified routes across the Northern network.This recording reflects the Wikipedia text as of 00:00 UTC on Tuesday, 15 April 2025.For the full current version of the article, see British Rail Class 195 on Wikipedia.This podcast uses content from Wikipedia under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike License.Visit our archives at wikioftheday.com and subscribe to stay updated on new episodes.Follow us on Mastodon at @wikioftheday@masto.ai.Also check out Curmudgeon's Corner, a current events podcast.Until next time, I'm standard Amy.

Kampen om CL-plassene tetner til. Tunge poengtap for både Forest og Chelsea diskuteres. I tillegg gir Andreas Toft (live fra Manchester Airport) oss det siste fra Salahs første kamp etter kontraktforlengelsen og praten med Thomas Frank før kampen mellom Arsenal og Brentford. Jørgen Strand Larsen får sin fortjente hyllest og hvordan skal det gå med både Spurs og United i Europa League?I panelet Andreas Toft, Ørjan Bjørnstad og Kasper Wikestad Episoden kan inneholde målrettet reklame, basert på din IP-adresse, enhet og posisjon. Se smartpod.no/personvern for informasjon og dine valg om deling av data.

The Inspectre team take their first steps into the world of UFOs and investigate the 30 year case of Flight BA5061 - an inbound British Airways flight that had a very close call with a unidentified flying object - high above the Pennine Mountain range, one dark evening in January 1995. This episode also explores some of the other rather strange sightings seen around Manchester Airport over the years - including the rise of one unforgettable shaped object in particular - the floating “Christmas Tree".  Joining Tom this week and providing their opinions and expertise are Ufologist Ash Ellis, Chief Sceptic Tom Paech and Resident Historian Eli Lycett The Local Mythstorian. www.inspectreparanormal.com Follow us on Facebook, Instagram, and Bluesky —————————————— Credits Written, presented, edited and produced by Tom Barrow Ufologist panellist- Ash Ellis https://www.ufoidentified.co.uk Facebook - UFO Identified North West Division   Sceptic panellist- Tom Paech Historical research conducted and presented by Eli Lycett https://thelocalmythstorian.com   “Inspectre Theme” - written and produced by Matt Davies —————————————— Actors Captain Roger Wills - Barney Clifton Manchester Air Traffic Controller - Andrew Pickstone Mark Lloyd - Lee Morris Manchester Planespotter -  Darren Stebbings Didsbury Witness - Zoe Stebbings   —————————————— Additional music Storyblocks: "Watching" - Michael Vignola “Connecting shadows” -  Michael Vignola “Follow me nowhere” “Fear within” - Yagull music “Don't lie” - Clawler “Autonomous light” - Jason Wayne Brown “Indecisions” - Boris Skalsky “Planet of Cornices” - Jason Wayne Brown “Lightness” - Dawn Macleod "Follow me nowhere" “You saved me” - Michael Vignola “Dark Tunnel” - Jabamiester “I shouldn't have” - Michael Vignola “Calling home” - Michael Vignola   ——————————————- Upbeat: “Floating in empty space” - Braden Deal   ——————————————- #Paranormal #UFO #UAP #Scary #Manchester #Aviation      Inspectre Paranormal is an independent podcast made by CW9 Productions. ©️CW9 Productions 2025      

As customer-centricity continues to dominate conversations in the business world, Therese Charlton joins me in this engaging episode of CX Diaries to share her invaluable insights from over three decades in customer experience. Travelling through her professional journey, she sheds light on her current role at Manchester Airport, where she is focused on enhancing passenger experience through strategic technology use. Therese dives into the challenges and intricacies of effectively implementing technology in service environments, advocating for a thoughtful approach that prioritises customer needs above the pursuit of the latest trends. Throughout our discussion, Therese articulates the importance of tailored technology that creates a seamless Omni-channel experience. By putting herself in the shoes of customers, she understands the operational nuances that significantly impact their journey. The conversation takes an interesting turn as Therese cautions against falling for the 'shiny object syndrome' that can unwittingly derail customer service goals. Her practical insights are complemented by personal anecdotes that reflect various turning points in her career, especially her belief in the importance of nurturing relationships and leveraging networks in the ever-evolving CX landscape.This episode is packed with wisdom for both budding professionals and seasoned veterans in the field of customer service. Drawing from her rich blend of operational knowledge and personal experiences, Therese imparts a resonating message about adaptability and growth in one's career. As she closes on a note of encouragement, listeners are reminded that success is not reserved for specific titles but is rooted in the quest for skills and valuable connections.  Be sure to check out the YouTube page for the Video version https://www.youtube.com/@CustomerExperienceFoundation24

November transitions come to Saint Michaels. Based on the works by Blacksheep. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. Gordon & Miah Go On Holiday, before the hectic Advent flurry. Manchester Airport was busier than usual today. At Terminal 2, ranks of chairs were filled with passengers desperate to board flights to warmer climates. People from all walks of life headed along the concourse. Black, White, Asian, singles, couples, entire families, a group of American tourists arguing over the most mystical of all British customs -- queuing, cancerously-tanned tourists drifting homeward on the fumes of suntan lotion, pale tourists arriving with the damp smell of a cloudy country clinging to them -and drifting serenely through the crowds, a church organist and his much-younger girlfriend. "Well this is it!" Miah grinned as she and Gordon made their way to the departure gate. "Can't wait to get away from this awful weather!" Gordon replied, fiddling with his boarding pass. It was the middle of November. The rain had been relentless for the past few months, and showed no signs of easing. They boarded the Jet2 737 for the four and a half-hour flight to Tenerife South. They were seated in seats D and E on row 12 in the middle of the aircraft, which happened to be the emergency exit row. To Miah's delight, she'd got the window seat. "Oh nice!" she exclaimed, noting the larger amount of legroom. "Yeah, I was determined that we weren't going to be crammed in like sardines for four hours," Gordon replied, putting his hand luggage in the overhead bin. "Also, not wanting to sound like an anti-social old git, but I'd rather not sit next to anyone else either. Last year I had to fly to Poland, to help restore an old organ in Krakow. The outbound flight was a nightmare. Got wedged next to a fifty-stone bloke for two hours." "Also handy for other things," she winked at him as she fastened her seatbelt. "Our first holiday together. I can't believe it's actually happening. Oh Gordy, this is going to be unforgettable, I just know it." The flight was fully-booked and it seemed to take an eternity for everyone to board. Gordon observed the other passengers with his usual cynical eye. As a frequent flyer, he'd seen it all. This flight was no different. A middle-aged man wearing a Panama hat was taking his time, fiddling with the overhead bin, completely oblivious to the fact he was blocking the aisle. A family of four behind him tutted impatiently. A couple of rows in front, a young blonde woman with false nails and surgically enhanced lips was taking selfies, no doubt for Instagram. Gordon raised an eyebrow as she pouted and tilted her smartphone, almost elbowing an elderly man in the face. Obviously an influencer of some sort, he assumed. And what could be more glamorous than a selfie on a charter flight to Tenerife? Ah, the joys of modern air travel, Gordon thought to himself. And as soon as the seatbelt sign light goes out, folk will be up and heading to the loo. Miah was more interested in looking out of the window. "I want this to be a wonderful time, Miah. I hope it's as fun for you as it will be for me." He kissed her gently. "A week of sun, sea and lots of food. I just hope you won't be bored. I mean, there are excursions we can go on, you don't need to be stuck round the pool all day..." She was quick to reassure him. "Gordy, that's perfection to me. Family holidays with my parents were never relaxing. Dad was an action man, always wanting to do adventure stuff -- paragliding, rock climbing. I never wanted to do anything like that. For one thing, I'm terrified of heights. So I was always dumped in the hotel's Kid's Club whilst they went off enjoying themselves. I never liked those activities. I just wanted to be on the beach. Best holiday I had was when I went to Turkey with Jenna and her parents when I was twelve." "Well our hotel is right on the beach, so you're all sorted!" Gordon smiled back. "A full week away from St. Michael's Church and its organ! Finally my fingers can get a much-needed holiday. Plus, it'll be nice not to have Reverend Morris emailing all the time." "His sermons never get any better do they?" Miah replied. "Jenna did say she was trying to help him there." "Hmm, she needs to try harder." Gordon fastened his seatbelt. The vicar's wife had many talents, but improving her husband's sermons didn't seem to be one of them. He cast his mind back to Easter Sunday service. "Is Jenna still in the Guild Voices choir?" "Yes. She really likes it. Their choirmaster Derek said she has a perfect voice." Gordon chuckled to himself and wondered whether Jenna had worked her special magic on Derek. The fact she'd been using an egg vibrator during the Easter Sunday service seemed proof of that. Reclining in the seat, his mind briefly flashed back to his encounter with Harriet, his old crush. She'd be back in Australia now. He knew he'd never see her again. It was as if a long-abandoned loose end had finally been tied up -- an open door to his youth had closed. Her wise words about his relationship with Miah had emboldened him. Miah was his future now. No matter what happened. It was time to stop looking back. He was shaken from his thoughts as the plane's engines spooled up and Miah grabbed his arm. "Oh take-off. I love this part so much. I'm such a big kid. But it's so exciting!" "Yeah. It is. I love it too." The 737 roared down the runway and rose into the sky, climbing through the dense cloud. Even when they had reached cruising altitude and levelled off, Miah's eyes remained fixated on the view from the window. Bright blue and nothing but a blanket of cloud obscuring the land far below. Seconds after the fasten seatbelts sign went out, some passengers rose from their seats and headed for the toilets, just as Gordon had predicted. An hour into the flight and the queue for the toilets had gone. The cabin was quiet and most people were glued to their phones and tablets. Miah glanced round. Now seemed the perfect time for one of her fantasies to become reality. "Hey," she whispered in Gordon's ear. "Fancy joining the Mile High Club?" He laughed off her suggestion, then realised she was deadly serious. "Wait...you want to?" "I've always wanted to!" He bit his lip. "It's a hell of a risk, Miah. If the cabin crew find out we could get fined. Some airlines ban you for life." "Seems a bit harsh. Two consenting adults wanting some private in-flight entertainment." Her hand squeezed his thigh and she unfastened her seatbelt. "Join me in the rear toilet...if you're brave enough! Knock twice." As she got up from her seat and started forward toward the rear of the plane, she noticed a man rise from a seat farther forward in the cabin and glance back at her. The guy was about fifty, brown hair, bearded and of a stocky build like Gordon. This was no stranger. For an instant, Miah thought that perhaps the man was, in fact, a minor celebrity. He looked away from her after a fraction of a second of eye contact, stepped into the aisle, and moved forward towards the toilet at the front of the plane. He reminded her of someone, but try as she might, she couldn't make the connection. Thinking no more about it, she carried on to the toilet. In his seat, Gordon scratched the back of his head and wondered what to do. The thought of actually joining the infamous club had got him half-erect already. He rubbed his growing crotch bulge and decided to go for it. Now was his chance. It wouldn't be long before the cabin crew started the in-flight food and drinks. In the plane's tiny rear cubicle, Miah had positioned herself against the wall and prayed that Gordon hadn't chickened out. Two knocks on the door made her stomach lurch in excitement. She opened the door. "Gordy! You're here!" She slipped her dress off her shoulders. "What's this? A nervous flyer?" Gordon grinned as he squeezed into the toilet cubicle and quickly closed the door. "Actually this flight is too boring," she teased. "Needs more turbulence." "Well now. I know how to make it better." He pushed her up against the wall, and whispered into her ear with hot, seductive breath. "This is your Organist Captain speaking." Before Miah could comprehend exactly what he said, Gordon was all over her with a love so fierce. His hands roamed her bare shoulders and neck as he smothered her lips, nipping against her earlobes and bare skin. He kissed the sensitive skin below her jaw, making her tilt her head back. He kissed on, licking and grazing it, knowing he had hit a sweet spot. Gordon brought her face down with his hands, kissed her as she moaned lightly into his mouth. This pleased him immensely as he moved his hands down till they rested against her breasts. Miah knew nothing but bliss when he applied his sweet pressures. She began to gasp and pant as he pinched the sensitive rosebuds under her thin cotton dress. She didn't care as she felt him slide her bra straps down her shoulders. He was desperate to ravish her and she wanted him more than anything else in the world. The low hum of the plane's engines seemed to add to his arousal. "You're so big. Mmmm. I can't wait until I feel you inside my mouth." She said as she unzipped his trousers and pulled his dick out of his underpants. Softly, Miah ran her fingers over the heated flesh of his erect manhood. He took a sharp intake of breath at the feeling of her hands on him, and groaned. Tenderly, she encircled his organ with her right hand and gave it a few quick strokes. Gordon groaned from deep within his throat and moaned her name. Her face inched closer and closer to his penis. She could feel the energy pulsing through the veins and realised she alone was responsible for its arousal. She took a certain amount of pride in that fact. Miah's tongue lashed out at the head of Gordon's cock, slowly licking the bulbous head. "Ah..." He groaned. In the cramped confines of the toilet cubicle, his hands found her silky brown hair, as Miah's tongue lolled around his shaft like she was sucking on an orange slice. Slowly, she took more of his manhood into her wet, sucking mouth. Gordon was enjoying himself to no end. The things this woman could do with her tongue! She licked every inch of his cock, running her tongue across every vein, igniting every nerve ending. His breathing had picked up, Miah noticed. She began to increase her ministrations. She created a stimulating suction with her mouth and began to bob her head back and forth using her tongue to stimulate the underside of his cock. "Fuck!" Gordon said in a strained tone. "Do you h-have...oh...do you have any idea what you're doing to me? Ah!" "Umm hmm," she replied. And just to prove her point, she began to suck him off harder. His orgasm was coming now, hard and fast. "I'm going to cum," he grunted. "Not yet, Gordy. Need you inside!" Gordon quickly positioned himself between her legs as he continued to relish his girlfriend's sweet moans and kisses. Pulling her wet knickers aside, slowly, he began to tease her clit, receiving surprised gasps. He watched as he rolled one of her small breasts while thrusting a finger in and out of her glistening cunt. She flinched, and cried out in joy when she felt him thrust in two fingers. "I think you're ready to join the Club," Gordon whispered. "I know I am. Shall we?" "Yes!" And he thrust his large cock into her, and entered into the depths of her feminine waters. He was inside her, thrusting away, grunting, yelling her name. Miah held onto him tight, her legs wrapped around his sides. "Oh Gordy, sweet Gordy..." Her body shuddered, riding wave after wave of heat and unexplainable emotions. Just as he felt her walls tightening and squeezing him, he felt himself release deep inside of her, shooting his cum deep into her tight and quivering pussy... "Oh fucking hell, yes!" Gordon yelled. A furious knocking on the door brought them crashing down to earth. "Oh shit." "Um, just a minute!" Miah yelled, her voice shaky. She pressed the button to flush the toilet and Gordon quickly withdrew. Outside, a small queue had formed. "Whoever's in there must be trying to flush themselves down the bog. They've been in there ages!" a woman muttered to the air steward. Gordon zipped up his trousers and unlocked the door. He took a deep breath. "Okay, brace yourself. Hope whoever knocked isn't too pissed off with us!" He slid the door open and came face to face with a growing line of passengers. "About bloody time!" the man in the Panama hat yelled. Some of us have prostate trouble you know!" He fell silent as Miah squeezed out of the toilet behind Gordon. "Er, guess it's time we returned to our seats," Gordon smiled through gritted teeth. There were a few shocked gasps, while others cheered and clapped. "Looks like you two have earned your wings, the steward said, with a wink. Advent At Saint Michael's: Jenna has a dilemma. Can the Bishop help her? "This year has absolutely flown by," Reverend Morris said as he read through the latest edition of the parish magazine. I can't believe it's almost the first Sunday of Advent!" "It's been quite a year," his wife replied, looking very much troubled. "Are you alright Jen?" Reverend Morris looked at her. "Something's bothering you, I can tell." Jenna let out a sigh. "Oh Simon. I'm just so disgusted with recent events. I can't believe what's happened. He knew at once what she was referring to. "Ah. You mean the Archbishop of Canterbury resigning. No-one was more disgusted than I was. To think, we had to go and dine with him at Bishop George's house last year! Bowing and fawning over him whilst he prattled on about Africa and equal opportunities. That lying, hypocrite of a man had the nerve to threaten me over some 300 year old plaque in my church with the most tenuous link to slavery. And all the time he was covering up for some vile abuser!" He slammed his fist down on the coffee table and it was the first time Jenna had seen her normally mild-mannered husband look so enraged. "Makes me feel sick!" He added. "Good riddance. I hope whoever replaces him will be an actual Christian this time." Not as sick as I feel, Jenna thought to herself. Had I known what the Archbishop was truly like, I would never have given him a blowjob at that dinner party! But at the time it was necessary to stop him going public over the offending plaque in Saint Michael's church. Reverend Morris composed himself and sighed. "In times like this, I always find my faith tested. These people at the top have turned away from God. I just hope our dear little church doesn't suffer." Jenna embraced him. "That won't happen, Simon. I'll make sure of that!" "I'm feeling better already. We're approaching such a busy and important time in the church calendar. And your birthday too!" The shocking scandal engulfing the C of E had at least meant that Bishop George had long forgotten Reverend Morris' little dalliance with Sandra Conway at the vicarage garden party back in August. He took a deep breath and wondered if he was ever going to finish his sermon in time for the Sunday service. Meanwhile, over at 64 Stovepipe Avenue, Gordon the organist had no such worries. He whimpered and squirmed. It was getting hard to form thoughts between the tickling, let alone words, and the corners of his vision were fuzzing with pink mist that blended in with the view of Miah's of jiggling, bouncing breasts smothering him. "Has my sexy organist been a naughty boy?" She teased, tickling his balls. "You always bring out my naughty side...ah! Oh! Not down there! "Hee hee...Now I'm going to..." Suddenly, Gordon's smartphone rang, disturbing their afternoon pleasure. "Oh ignore it," he mumbled, in between kissing his girlfriend. The annoying ringtone continued, before the phone finally went silent. "What were you going to do?" "Open your diapason," Miah giggled, wrapping her hand round his cock. "That's the right term, yes?" "Oh yes," he replied, sucking on her nipples. "You've already made me Swell to Great!" Gordon always loved it when pipe organ-themed words were used during sex. The phone rang again. "Damn and blast it," Gordon exclaimed, reaching over to the bedside table. "Can't have five minute's peace. I should've switched it off." "Better answer it, it must be important," Miah said, licking the tip of his cock. "Hello? Oh hello Reverend." "Hope I haven't caught you at a bad moment, Gordon?" The vicar said. "Are you alright? Your voice sounds a little shaky." "Er, no I'm fine. Just er, doing a bit of D I Y. What can I do for you?" "Well about this Sunday's service. I would've emailed you but my Gmail has been playing up. Can't seem to log in at all. I hope it'll resolve itself soon. Anyways, could you play Happy Birthday on the organ after the service? It's for Gladys Wilcox. She's eighty-eight. I'll make an announcement during the reading of the notices." "Oh..." A groan of pleasure escaped Gordon's lips. "Umm, yes, of course I can!" "Are you sure you're okay? You sound tired." Reverend Morris asked. "I'm fine, Vicar. I'm...trying to...er, er, unblock the toilet. Eighty-eight? Good old Gladys, that's an achievement." Miah struggled to hold back a laugh and continued pleasuring the organist. "Right, thanks so much. I won't detain you further. Hope you get your toilet sorted. See you on Sunday!" The call ended and Gordon switched off the phone. "Unblocking the toilet?" Miah laughed, jacking his cock. "You should've said you were getting your pipes cleaned!" "It's hard to think clearly when a sexy lass has her lips round your dick!" Reverend Morris put down the phone. "Hmm, Gordon has organ practice in ten minutes. He's picked a fine time to unblock his toilet. Unless he's giving the practice a miss this week." "A blocked toilet is serious business though," Jenna replied. "Remember the trouble we had with our downstairs one after the vicarage garden party? Good thing Norman was able to fix it. Took him a while." "I still haven't a clue what it was that got flushed down there. Norman said it was a toy, but Christopher insisted it wasn't one of his, and none of the other kids at the gathering used the downstairs loo...not that it matters. Norman seemed rather embarrassed as I recall." "Maybe it wasn't a toy at all but a massive turd," Jenna added. "I bet poor Norman just said it was a toy because he didn't want to gross us out or embarrass anyone. By the way, did you notice how distracted he's been recently? I think he's got his eye on that newcomer to our church...what did you say her name was?" Reverend Morris took a sip of his coffee. "Oh. Eileen Hattersley. Yes, she's been attending our church for about a month now. She's a widow, and was brought up Catholic...used to attend Saint Mary's when Father Aiden was there. She was very fond of him, but since he jumped ship and joined the Living Earth Free Church, she seemed to undergo a crisis of faith. I think L E F C is a bit too modern for her, and the new priest at Saint Mary's isn't as approachable, so I've heard." "Hmm, I wonder what Gladys will think of Norman eyeing up a younger woman? They've had a sort of master-slave relationship for over a year now!" "Not sure! I still can't get that image of him in that pinny and being whipped out of my mind," the vicar said, shaking his head. "Whatever floats your boat. He's an excellent churchwarden. Anyways, I'd better hurry. I've got to be at the Youth Opportunities meeting at the town hall." Alone in the house, Jenna couldn't help but feel regret. Her musings were interrupted by a knock on the door. "Really hope this isn't another one of those doorstep sellers." She opened the door and was greeted by none other than Bishop George. "Hello Jenna! Is Simon in?" "Oh George! Afraid you've just missed him -- he's gone to some meeting at the town hall." "Ah, what a shame," the older man replied, trying to look disappointed, but secretly he was delighted. "Come in please," Jenna said, grabbing his arm. "Actually I could do with someone to talk to right now. Oh George. I did something last year that I truly regret now and I'm not sure how to deal with it." "Why certainly my dear," Bishop George smiled, following the stunning vicar's wife inside. "You know I am always more than happy to help you in any way I can! It's been a while since we last spoke -- was the vicarage party back in summer wasn't it?" "Yes it was. Too long." "How is your cousin doing? And Gordon? I heard that they drank rather too much home-made punch at that party!" "Umm yes. I think we all did! Poor Gordon, he had the hangover from hell the next day. He actually threw up at choir practice...all over the flower arrangement the Mother's Union ladies had brought...good thing this was before the choir arrived." The bishop smiled as he sat down on the settee. He decided not to mention the fact he'd noticed Jenna, Miah and Gordon asleep and naked in the master bedroom. Perhaps they had all been too drunk to remember what had happened? "Would you like a cuppa? Or something stronger?" Jenna asked. "Brandy would be nice," he said with a wink. "Sure!" A few moments later, he beckoned Jenna to sit next to him. "Now my dear, what's bothering you? It's not like you to seem so tense. Indeed, her attitude had him greatly concerned. He hoped whatever it was wasn't related to their passionate encounters in the past. "Well, it's all this business with the disgraced Archbishop of Canterbury," Jenna began. "Simon and I were both horrified when we heard the news." Bishop George pulled a face as he sipped his brandy. "I never liked him from the start. Ruined the C of E, he has. Of course, he's just one of several bad apples. When he was appointed to that role I said to others, this bloke will be nothing but trouble. And guess what I was proved right. And I was ignored and ostracized for my opinions. I can always smell a wrong 'un Jen. That ridiculous business with the 17th century horse. Can't believe I was forced to go along with that." "That's the thing, George. I had to persuade the Archbishop to drop his plans to shame Simon's church and remove a plaque that would've caused a lot of damage to a fragile wall. And I was successful in...persuading him. But..." Bishop George raised an eyebrow as he gazed at her flawless cleavage and legs. He remembered the dinner party last year and how she'd been sat next to the archbishop. How sweaty and red-faced he looked. "How exactly did you persuade him Jenna? Though I do have an idea..." "Oh George. When I was alone in the room with him, I sucked his cock. At the time it was such fun, seducing a powerful man...and it was for a very good reason of course. He backed down. But that was before I knew what a horrible person he was, covering up for an abuser. Now I feel ashamed and soiled." "My dear Jenna, you have nothing to feel ashamed about. He had a lot of us fooled. Friends in high places who defended him. And you did what you did in order to protect your husband's livelihood. Think no more about it. We must look to the future now and hope that the C of E elects someone who won't turn a blind eye to safeguarding concerns and predators that try to hide behind a mask of righteousness." She nodded. "You're right, George. "Oh I feel so much better now that I've unburdened myself!" She threw her arms around him and held him tight. Her firm tits pressed into his chest, and the bishop felt his cock twitch. They stared at each other, eyes flicking back and forth. Jenna's hand slid slowly down his chest, across his belly, over the belt buckle of his black trousers. She pressed his groin gently. "Something else I can help you with?" He whispered, as she began teasing his pink shirt that was neatly tucked into his trousers. "I need my faith in bishops restored." "Well Jenna, you know what to do there," he replied, kissing her as her eager fingers unzipped his trousers and freed his growing erection from his underwear. She was surprised to see that he was wearing plain white boxer shorts this time. "No pretty knickers today, George?" She said, pulling his trousers and underpants down. "Just fancied a change," he replied. "I'm saving the red lace ones you gave me for Christmas." Moving closer, he shoved his sweaty dick close to her face. She naturally opened up to taste him and he tasted as divine as last time. Sweet and manly. Jenna's hands quickly wrapped around his hips, pulling him closer to her face, shoving his cock deeper into her mouth, until his wiry grey pubes brushed her nose. "That feels bloody amazing." Bishop George sighed. "Swallow it all the way. I know you can do it, Jen." He urged her on as his dick quickly hardened further. The bishop's manhood was thick and a good seven inches when it was hard. Jenna closed her eyes to enjoy the musky smell of his crotch and the wet sounds of her lips sucking him. "Let's go upstairs," she whispered and he didn't hesitate to follow her into the vicarage's master bedroom. Much activity had taken place in here, he mused. He sat on the edge of the bed as Jenna took her dress off and then unhooked her bra, shrugging it off her shoulders, slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her knickers, and lowered them. Bishop George pulled her to him, his tongue flicking over delicate pink nipples, his fingers brushing her back and arse. She ran her fingers through his silver hair, before kneeling before him. Jenna opened her mouth wide and greedily started to suck his cock. She looked up to him, his eyes were closed and head tilted back moaning softly, "Oh, I'm blessed. Keep on doing it." Hearing those words, Jenna started sucking wildly on him. His breathing became really heavy as well as his moaning when suddenly the bishop lifted her head off his cock. The next thing Jenna knew, she was on her back with him between her legs lifting them high in the air. "Fuck me, Right Reverend. Give it to me." She found herself saying breathlessly. And he did just that as he rammed half his dick deep in her pussy so violently that she sucked in air to keep from crying out. Then he rammed the rest of it into her, stopping only when his low hanging balls slapped against her. Age hadn't dimmed his stamina one bit and he could match Gordon, her husband and the other church men she'd slept with. "You like having a bishop's cock in your pussy, Jen?" He suddenly asked with a huge smile on his face. "Has this Bishop successfully restored your faith?" "Yes... oh God yes!" "Well you've certainly strengthened mine and I thank you for this divine joy!" The knowledge that she was giving this hot older man so much pleasure filled Jenna with pride. Bishop George was really enjoying himself at this point as he was pounding her. He buried his cock deep into her holy tunnel and held it there as he pumped a full load of thick cum into the redhead's ever-welcoming womanhood. Burst after burst of his seed coated Jenna's insides and she climaxed, gasping for breath, but beyond satisfied! They lay happily together cuddling each other afterwards. Both had been relieved of their stress and worries. "You really are a true Christian Jenna," Bishop George murmured as he caressed her back. "Always thinking of others." Based on the works by Blacksheep, for Literotica  

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Morse code transcription: vvv vvv Three migrants die attempting English Channel crossing Putin reaches 25 years in charge of Russia, but has he taken care of country, asks Steve Rosenberg Manchester Airport train services hit by 100k cable theft Thousands protest in Georgia ahead of political showdown Stephen Fry treats his chronic pain as a friend Hawaii volcano Warning after toddler nearly runs off cliff The uplifting science stories that turned heads in 2024 Blackburn Third murder arrest after Christmas Day pub row death Who died in 2024 Notable deaths of the year On the fifth day of Christmas Norfolks five gold rings

Morse code transcription: vvv vvv The uplifting science stories that turned heads in 2024 Who died in 2024 Notable deaths of the year Putin reaches 25 years in charge of Russia, but has he taken care of country, asks Steve Rosenberg Blackburn Third murder arrest after Christmas Day pub row death Hawaii volcano Warning after toddler nearly runs off cliff On the fifth day of Christmas Norfolks five gold rings Manchester Airport train services hit by 100k cable theft Stephen Fry treats his chronic pain as a friend Thousands protest in Georgia ahead of political showdown Three migrants die attempting English Channel crossing

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Morse code transcription: vvv vvv Man charged in Milton Keynes double murder investigation Azerbaijan airline blames external interference for plane crash BBC News Quiz of the Year, Part 2 What made horses run wild through central London Flights at Manchester Airport and Gatwick Airport disrupted by fog Starmer pays tribute to brother Nick after death aged 60 Iran arrests Italian reporter Cecilia Sala, Italy says Soho Man charged after car driven into people on Christmas Day Man charged with murder, arson in NYC subway killing Nasas Parker Solar Probe survives closest ever approach to Sun Home swaps How dating for homes saved me 20,000 on holidays

Remember the Manchester Airport incident where two thugs assaulted Armed Police Officers. They've just been charged. Quick update.

Dave Hodrien returns to the show to talk to us all about his own journey into investigating UFO's and the Paranormal, as well as giving us an insight into how he conducts the 100's of UFO investigations he has personally undertaken as an investigator, and chairman, of the Birmingham UFO Group

A few weeks ago the US Congress listened to more testimony on UFOs-UAPs in a hearing called “Unidentified Anomalous Phenomena: Exposing the Truth.” Nancy Mace of South Carolina made many headlines calling for more transparency from the executive branch and intelligence agencies. But all of this seems to be, at least to those of us with even a minor interest in the subject, a side show circus at this point, with every new hearing another act meant to entertain. Much of what is discussed has been said for over half a century. Meanwhile, interest in the UAP, almost always assumed to be alien, is kept alive outside Congress by what seem like increasingly rising reports of strange lights in the sky. A recent viral report detailed a blue spherical object descending onto the tarmac at Manchester Airport where it hovered above the ground. Although it was reported to have just occurred, the original date of the incident was June 2024 when it was shared to X. Some see a relationship with the 2011 Jerusalem UFO or the 2006 O'Hare sighting, though these are now considered debunked, and certainly forgotten to recent memory. More recently, however, four glowing orbs were also spotted near the US Capitol building, something likewise reminiscent of history, when in 1952 UFOs were spotted glowing and hovering over Washington DC. This incident became known as the Big Flap. Yet another incident occurred this week when pilots flying over Texas spotted several unidentified objects above their craft. New Jersey residents are also getting a dose of UFO Swarms this month as speculation explodes as per what they could be. The most common explanation is that they are drones, but UFO land likes to say they are alien drones. And this seems to be the dichotomy between nothing exists and every object without a commercial flight number is part of an alien armada. So where does that lead us? The encouragement of the public directly or indirectly to pay attention to the UFO-UAP is also something that many find suspicious considering the history of government and military psychological warfare operations that like the Robertson Panel Report. After a while it becomes necessary to consider if the government might either not know anything truly, as a whole entity, or is telling or implying a truth that is not so honest because it is so vague and confusing that it leads people to make up their own beliefs on the subject. There is also little doubt that Carl Jung and Jacques Vallée should have more authority on the subject as both psychic stressors certainly play a role, and so too do the fairy lore of old. After all, the oldest flying disc in the world is our Heavenly Father the sun. -FREE ARCHIVE (w. ads)SUBSCRIPTION ARCHIVEX / TWITTER FACEBOOKWEBSITEPAYPALCashApp: $rdgable EMAIL: rdgable@yahoo.com / TSTRadio@protonmail.comBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/tst-radio--5328407/support.

Frank talks about the prevalence of short-length media. He also opens listener mail. He then gives the UFO Report on mysterious orbs hovering above Manchester Airport. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Frank starts the show joined by WABC host Dominic Carter to talk about using Ozempic and its unknown side effects, good and bad. He also discusses radio personality appearances in other media like Wolfman Jack in American Graffiti. Frank talks about the prevalence of short-length media. He also opens listener mail. He then gives the UFO Report on mysterious orbs hovering above Manchester Airport. Frank starts the third hour discussing Rick Rescorla, the man who predicted 9/11 and asks about what people should have movies about them who don't already. He then gives the Conspiracy of the Day on the election conspiracy film, 2000 Mules. Frank wraps up the show asking if people unpack their suitcases while on vacation. He is also joined by James Flippin for News You Can Use. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Episode 120 of Strangest News of the Week will look at the latest information regarding updates about sightings of UFOs from around the world, including a blue sphere at Manchester Airport in the UK, UFOs being seen over bases in the UK, alleged UFOs / UAP appearing over Washington DC and sightings by Police Officers, plus much more.Strangest News of the Week - UFOs Showing up Everywhere. Your source every week with Cristina Gomez for all the strange things in the news. From weird news stories, the mysterious, strange events, UFO news, UFO disclosure, paranormal activity, creepy news, fringe science, artificial intelligence, space news, alien news, UAP news, cryptids, and the unexplained.If you enjoy the show, please leave a 5 star review..!!To see the VIDEO of this episode, click or copy link - http://youtu.be/LtmkD5koniA❤️ EXCLUSIVE FREE MERCH INCLUDED & BEHIND-THE-SCENES ONLY FOR MY SUPPORTERS ON PATREON ➔ https://www.patreon.com/paradigm_shifts/membershipVisit my website with International UFO News, Articles, Videos, and Podcast direct links - https://www.cristinagomez.coBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/strange-and-unexplained--5235662/support.

Manchester Airport, UK - June 2024 A pilot has reported that he witnessed and recorded video footage of what appears to be an orb of unknown origin at Manchester airport in the United Kingdom. The metallic orb hovered close to the ground before ascending at high speed and out of sight. This raises questions about unidentified phenomenon and its ongoing presence in our airspace - and the objects origins.

In this episode, we dive into the recent wave of mass UFO and UAP sightings reported across the globe, spanning the United Kingdom, the United States, and the Middle East. Are these  lights in the sky simply drones, or could they be something far more advanced? We explore the possibilities, from cutting-edge government technology to interdimensional phenomena, spiritual entities, or even alien visitors from distant galaxies. Join us as we unravel the mystery behind these extraordinary events! We are joined by Ashton Forbes

 November transitions come to Saint Michaels.Based on the works by Blacksheep. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.Gordon & Miah Go On Holiday, before the hectic Advent flurry.Manchester Airport was busier than usual today. At Terminal 2, ranks of chairs were filled with passengers desperate to board flights to warmer climates. People from all walks of life headed along the concourse. Black, White, Asian, singles, couples, entire families, a group of American tourists arguing over the most mystical of all British customs -- queuing, cancerously-tanned tourists drifting homeward on the fumes of suntan lotion, pale tourists arriving with the damp smell of a cloudy country clinging to them -and drifting serenely through the crowds, a church organist and his much-younger girlfriend."Well this is it!" Miah grinned as she and Gordon made their way to the departure gate."Can't wait to get away from this awful weather!" Gordon replied, fiddling with his boarding pass. It was the middle of November. The rain had been relentless for the past few months, and showed no signs of easing.They boarded the Jet2 737 for the four and a half-hour flight to Tenerife South. They were seated in seats D and E on row 12 in the middle of the aircraft, which happened to be the emergency exit row. To Miah's delight, she'd got the window seat."Oh nice!" she exclaimed, noting the larger amount of legroom."Yeah, I was determined that we weren't going to be crammed in like sardines for four hours," Gordon replied, putting his hand luggage in the overhead bin. "Also, not wanting to sound like an anti-social old git, but I'd rather not sit next to anyone else either. Last year I had to fly to Poland, to help restore an old organ in Krakow. The outbound flight was a nightmare. Got wedged next to a fifty-stone bloke for two hours.""Also handy for other things," she winked at him as she fastened her seatbelt. "Our first holiday together. I can't believe it's actually happening. Oh Gordy, this is going to be unforgettable, I just know it."The flight was fully-booked and it seemed to take an eternity for everyone to board. Gordon observed the other passengers with his usual cynical eye. As a frequent flyer, he'd seen it all. This flight was no different. A middle-aged man wearing a Panama hat was taking his time, fiddling with the overhead bin, completely oblivious to the fact he was blocking the aisle. A family of four behind him tutted impatiently. A couple of rows in front, a young blonde woman with false nails and surgically enhanced lips was taking selfies, no doubt for Instagram. Gordon raised an eyebrow as she pouted and tilted her smartphone, almost elbowing an elderly man in the face. Obviously an influencer of some sort, he assumed. And what could be more glamorous than a selfie on a charter flight to Tenerife?Ah, the joys of modern air travel, Gordon thought to himself. And as soon as the seatbelt sign light goes out, folk will be up and heading to the loo.Miah was more interested in looking out of the window."I want this to be a wonderful time, Miah. I hope it's as fun for you as it will be for me." He kissed her gently. "A week of sun, sea and lots of food. I just hope you won't be bored. I mean, there are excursions we can go on, you don't need to be stuck round the pool all day..."She was quick to reassure him. "Gordy, that's perfection to me. Family holidays with my parents were never relaxing. Dad was an action man, always wanting to do adventure stuff -- paragliding, rock climbing. I never wanted to do anything like that. For one thing, I'm terrified of heights. So I was always dumped in the hotel's Kid's Club whilst they went off enjoying themselves. I never liked those activities. I just wanted to be on the beach. Best holiday I had was when I went to Turkey with Jenna and her parents when I was twelve.""Well our hotel is right on the beach, so you're all sorted!" Gordon smiled back. "A full week away from St. Michael's Church and its organ! Finally my fingers can get a much-needed holiday. Plus, it'll be nice not to have Reverend Morris emailing all the time.""His sermons never get any better do they?" Miah replied. "Jenna did say she was trying to help him there.""Hmm, she needs to try harder." Gordon fastened his seatbelt. The vicar's wife had many talents, but improving her husband's sermons didn't seem to be one of them. He cast his mind back to Easter Sunday service. "Is Jenna still in the Guild Voices choir?""Yes. She really likes it. Their choirmaster Derek said she has a perfect voice."Gordon chuckled to himself and wondered whether Jenna had worked her special magic on Derek. The fact she'd been using an egg vibrator during the Easter Sunday service seemed proof of that. Reclining in the seat, his mind briefly flashed back to his encounter with Harriet, his old crush. She'd be back in Australia now. He knew he'd never see her again. It was as if a long-abandoned loose end had finally been tied up -- an open door to his youth had closed. Her wise words about his relationship with Miah had emboldened him. Miah was his future now. No matter what happened. It was time to stop looking back.He was shaken from his thoughts as the plane's engines spooled up and Miah grabbed his arm. "Oh take-off. I love this part so much. I'm such a big kid. But it's so exciting!""Yeah. It is. I love it too."The 737 roared down the runway and rose into the sky, climbing through the dense cloud.Even when they had reached cruising altitude and levelled off, Miah's eyes remained fixated on the view from the window. Bright blue and nothing but a blanket of cloud obscuring the land far below.Seconds after the fasten seatbelts sign went out, some passengers rose from their seats and headed for the toilets, just as Gordon had predicted.An hour into the flight and the queue for the toilets had gone. The cabin was quiet and most people were glued to their phones and tablets. Miah glanced round. Now seemed the perfect time for one of her fantasies to become reality."Hey," she whispered in Gordon's ear. "Fancy joining the Mile High Club?"He laughed off her suggestion, then realised she was deadly serious. "Wait...you want to?""I've always wanted to!"He bit his lip. "It's a hell of a risk, Miah. If the cabin crew find out we could get fined. Some airlines ban you for life.""Seems a bit harsh. Two consenting adults wanting some private in-flight entertainment." Her hand squeezed his thigh and she unfastened her seatbelt. "Join me in the rear toilet...if you're brave enough! Knock twice."As she got up from her seat and started forward toward the rear of the plane, she noticed a man rise from a seat farther forward in the cabin and glance back at her. The guy was about fifty, brown hair, bearded and of a stocky build like Gordon.This was no stranger.For an instant, Miah thought that perhaps the man was, in fact, a minor celebrity. He looked away from her after a fraction of a second of eye contact, stepped into the aisle, and moved forward towards the toilet at the front of the plane. He reminded her of someone, but try as she might, she couldn't make the connection. Thinking no more about it, she carried on to the toilet.In his seat, Gordon scratched the back of his head and wondered what to do. The thought of actually joining the infamous club had got him half-erect already. He rubbed his growing crotch bulge and decided to go for it. Now was his chance. It wouldn't be long before the cabin crew started the in-flight food and drinks.In the plane's tiny rear cubicle, Miah had positioned herself against the wall and prayed that Gordon hadn't chickened out. Two knocks on the door made her stomach lurch in excitement. She opened the door."Gordy! You're here!" She slipped her dress off her shoulders."What's this? A nervous flyer?" Gordon grinned as he squeezed into the toilet cubicle and quickly closed the door."Actually this flight is too boring," she teased. "Needs more turbulence.""Well now. I know how to make it better."He pushed her up against the wall, and whispered into her ear with hot, seductive breath. "This is your Organist Captain speaking."Before Miah could comprehend exactly what he said, Gordon was all over her with a love so fierce. His hands roamed her bare shoulders and neck as he smothered her lips, nipping against her earlobes and bare skin. He kissed the sensitive skin below her jaw, making her tilt her head back. He kissed on, licking and grazing it, knowing he had hit a sweet spot.Gordon brought her face down with his hands, kissed her as she moaned lightly into his mouth. This pleased him immensely as he moved his hands down till they rested against her breasts. Miah knew nothing but bliss when he applied his sweet pressures. She began to gasp and pant as he pinched the sensitive rosebuds under her thin cotton dress. She didn't care as she felt him slide her bra straps down her shoulders.He was desperate to ravish her and she wanted him more than anything else in the world. The low hum of the plane's engines seemed to add to his arousal."You're so big. Mmmm. I can't wait until I feel you inside my mouth." She said as she unzipped his trousers and pulled his dick out of his underpants.Softly, Miah ran her fingers over the heated flesh of his erect manhood. He took a sharp intake of breath at the feeling of her hands on him, and groaned. Tenderly, she encircled his organ with her right hand and gave it a few quick strokes. Gordon groaned from deep within his throat and moaned her name. Her face inched closer and closer to his penis. She could feel the energy pulsing through the veins and realised she alone was responsible for its arousal. She took a certain amount of pride in that fact.Miah's tongue lashed out at the head of Gordon's cock, slowly licking the bulbous head."Ah..." He groaned. In the cramped confines of the toilet cubicle, his hands found her silky brown hair, as Miah's tongue lolled around his shaft like she was sucking on an orange slice. Slowly, she took more of his manhood into her wet, sucking mouth. Gordon was enjoying himself to no end. The things this woman could do with her tongue! She licked every inch of his cock, running her tongue across every vein, igniting every nerve ending. His breathing had picked up, Miah noticed. She began to increase her ministrations. She created a stimulating suction with her mouth and began to bob her head back and forth using her tongue to stimulate the underside of his cock."Fuck!" Gordon said in a strained tone. "Do you h-have...oh...do you have any idea what you're doing to me? Ah!""Umm hmm," she replied. And just to prove her point, she began to suck him off harder.His orgasm was coming now, hard and fast. "I'm going to cum," he grunted."Not yet, Gordy. Need you inside!"Gordon quickly positioned himself between her legs as he continued to relish his girlfriend's sweet moans and kisses. Pulling her wet knickers aside, slowly, he began to tease her clit, receiving surprised gasps. He watched as he rolled one of her small breasts while thrusting a finger in and out of her glistening cunt. She flinched, and cried out in joy when she felt him thrust in two fingers."I think you're ready to join the Club," Gordon whispered. "I know I am. Shall we?""Yes!"And he thrust his large cock into her, and entered into the depths of her feminine waters.He was inside her, thrusting away, grunting, yelling her name. Miah held onto him tight, her legs wrapped around his sides."Oh Gordy, sweet Gordy..."Her body shuddered, riding wave after wave of heat and unexplainable emotions. Just as he felt her walls tightening and squeezing him, he felt himself release deep inside of her, shooting his cum deep into her tight and quivering pussy..."Oh fucking hell, yes!" Gordon yelled.A furious knocking on the door brought them crashing down to earth."Oh shit.""Um, just a minute!" Miah yelled, her voice shaky. She pressed the button to flush the toilet and Gordon quickly withdrew.Outside, a small queue had formed. "Whoever's in there must be trying to flush themselves down the bog. They've been in there ages!" a woman muttered to the air steward.Gordon zipped up his trousers and unlocked the door. He took a deep breath. "Okay, brace yourself. Hope whoever knocked isn't too pissed off with us!" He slid the door open and came face to face with a growing line of passengers."About bloody time!" the man in the Panama hat yelled. Some of us have prostate trouble you know!" He fell silent as Miah squeezed out of the toilet behind Gordon."Er, guess it's time we returned to our seats," Gordon smiled through gritted teeth.There were a few shocked gasps, while others cheered and clapped."Looks like you two have earned your wings, the steward said, with a wink.Advent At Saint Michael's: Jenna has a dilemma. Can the Bishop help her?"This year has absolutely flown by," Reverend Morris said as he read through the latest edition of the parish magazine. I can't believe it's almost the first Sunday of Advent!""It's been quite a year," his wife replied, looking very much troubled."Are you alright Jen?" Reverend Morris looked at her. "Something's bothering you, I can tell."Jenna let out a sigh. "Oh Simon. I'm just so disgusted with recent events. I can't believe what's happened.He knew at once what she was referring to. "Ah. You mean the Archbishop of Canterbury resigning. No-one was more disgusted than I was. To think, we had to go and dine with him at Bishop George's house last year! Bowing and fawning over him whilst he prattled on about Africa and equal opportunities. That lying, hypocrite of a man had the nerve to threaten me over some 300 year old plaque in my church with the most tenuous link to slavery. And all the time he was covering up for some vile abuser!" He slammed his fist down on the coffee table and it was the first time Jenna had seen her normally mild-mannered husband look so enraged."Makes me feel sick!" He added. "Good riddance. I hope whoever replaces him will be an actual Christian this time."Not as sick as I feel, Jenna thought to herself. Had I known what the Archbishop was truly like, I would never have given him a blowjob at that dinner party! But at the time it was necessary to stop him going public over the offending plaque in Saint Michael's church.Reverend Morris composed himself and sighed. "In times like this, I always find my faith tested. These people at the top have turned away from God. I just hope our dear little church doesn't suffer."Jenna embraced him. "That won't happen, Simon. I'll make sure of that!""I'm feeling better already. We're approaching such a busy and important time in the church calendar. And your birthday too!"The shocking scandal engulfing the C of E had at least meant that Bishop George had long forgotten Reverend Morris' little dalliance with Sandra Conway at the vicarage garden party back in August. He took a deep breath and wondered if he was ever going to finish his sermon in time for the Sunday service.Meanwhile, over at 64 Stovepipe Avenue, Gordon the organist had no such worries.He whimpered and squirmed. It was getting hard to form thoughts between the tickling, let alone words, and the corners of his vision were fuzzing with pink mist that blended in with the view of Miah's of jiggling, bouncing breasts smothering him."Has my sexy organist been a naughty boy?" She teased, tickling his balls."You always bring out my naughty side...ah! Oh! Not down there!"Hee hee...Now I'm going to..."Suddenly, Gordon's smartphone rang, disturbing their afternoon pleasure."Oh ignore it," he mumbled, in between kissing his girlfriend. The annoying ringtone continued, before the phone finally went silent. "What were you going to do?""Open your diapason," Miah giggled, wrapping her hand round his cock. "That's the right term, yes?""Oh yes," he replied, sucking on her nipples. "You've already made me Swell to Great!" Gordon always loved it when pipe organ-themed words were used during sex.The phone rang again."Damn and blast it," Gordon exclaimed, reaching over to the bedside table. "Can't have five minute's peace. I should've switched it off.""Better answer it, it must be important," Miah said, licking the tip of his cock.

 November transitions come to Saint Michaels.Based on the works by Blacksheep. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.Gordon & Miah Go On Holiday, before the hectic Advent flurry.Manchester Airport was busier than usual today. At Terminal 2, ranks of chairs were filled with passengers desperate to board flights to warmer climates. People from all walks of life headed along the concourse. Black, White, Asian, singles, couples, entire families, a group of American tourists arguing over the most mystical of all British customs -- queuing, cancerously-tanned tourists drifting homeward on the fumes of suntan lotion, pale tourists arriving with the damp smell of a cloudy country clinging to them -and drifting serenely through the crowds, a church organist and his much-younger girlfriend."Well this is it!" Miah grinned as she and Gordon made their way to the departure gate."Can't wait to get away from this awful weather!" Gordon replied, fiddling with his boarding pass. It was the middle of November. The rain had been relentless for the past few months, and showed no signs of easing.They boarded the Jet2 737 for the four and a half-hour flight to Tenerife South. They were seated in seats D and E on row 12 in the middle of the aircraft, which happened to be the emergency exit row. To Miah's delight, she'd got the window seat."Oh nice!" she exclaimed, noting the larger amount of legroom."Yeah, I was determined that we weren't going to be crammed in like sardines for four hours," Gordon replied, putting his hand luggage in the overhead bin. "Also, not wanting to sound like an anti-social old git, but I'd rather not sit next to anyone else either. Last year I had to fly to Poland, to help restore an old organ in Krakow. The outbound flight was a nightmare. Got wedged next to a fifty-stone bloke for two hours.""Also handy for other things," she winked at him as she fastened her seatbelt. "Our first holiday together. I can't believe it's actually happening. Oh Gordy, this is going to be unforgettable, I just know it."The flight was fully-booked and it seemed to take an eternity for everyone to board. Gordon observed the other passengers with his usual cynical eye. As a frequent flyer, he'd seen it all. This flight was no different. A middle-aged man wearing a Panama hat was taking his time, fiddling with the overhead bin, completely oblivious to the fact he was blocking the aisle. A family of four behind him tutted impatiently. A couple of rows in front, a young blonde woman with false nails and surgically enhanced lips was taking selfies, no doubt for Instagram. Gordon raised an eyebrow as she pouted and tilted her smartphone, almost elbowing an elderly man in the face. Obviously an influencer of some sort, he assumed. And what could be more glamorous than a selfie on a charter flight to Tenerife?Ah, the joys of modern air travel, Gordon thought to himself. And as soon as the seatbelt sign light goes out, folk will be up and heading to the loo.Miah was more interested in looking out of the window."I want this to be a wonderful time, Miah. I hope it's as fun for you as it will be for me." He kissed her gently. "A week of sun, sea and lots of food. I just hope you won't be bored. I mean, there are excursions we can go on, you don't need to be stuck round the pool all day..."She was quick to reassure him. "Gordy, that's perfection to me. Family holidays with my parents were never relaxing. Dad was an action man, always wanting to do adventure stuff -- paragliding, rock climbing. I never wanted to do anything like that. For one thing, I'm terrified of heights. So I was always dumped in the hotel's Kid's Club whilst they went off enjoying themselves. I never liked those activities. I just wanted to be on the beach. Best holiday I had was when I went to Turkey with Jenna and her parents when I was twelve.""Well our hotel is right on the beach, so you're all sorted!" Gordon smiled back. "A full week away from St. Michael's Church and its organ! Finally my fingers can get a much-needed holiday. Plus, it'll be nice not to have Reverend Morris emailing all the time.""His sermons never get any better do they?" Miah replied. "Jenna did say she was trying to help him there.""Hmm, she needs to try harder." Gordon fastened his seatbelt. The vicar's wife had many talents, but improving her husband's sermons didn't seem to be one of them. He cast his mind back to Easter Sunday service. "Is Jenna still in the Guild Voices choir?""Yes. She really likes it. Their choirmaster Derek said she has a perfect voice."Gordon chuckled to himself and wondered whether Jenna had worked her special magic on Derek. The fact she'd been using an egg vibrator during the Easter Sunday service seemed proof of that. Reclining in the seat, his mind briefly flashed back to his encounter with Harriet, his old crush. She'd be back in Australia now. He knew he'd never see her again. It was as if a long-abandoned loose end had finally been tied up -- an open door to his youth had closed. Her wise words about his relationship with Miah had emboldened him. Miah was his future now. No matter what happened. It was time to stop looking back.He was shaken from his thoughts as the plane's engines spooled up and Miah grabbed his arm. "Oh take-off. I love this part so much. I'm such a big kid. But it's so exciting!""Yeah. It is. I love it too."The 737 roared down the runway and rose into the sky, climbing through the dense cloud.Even when they had reached cruising altitude and levelled off, Miah's eyes remained fixated on the view from the window. Bright blue and nothing but a blanket of cloud obscuring the land far below.Seconds after the fasten seatbelts sign went out, some passengers rose from their seats and headed for the toilets, just as Gordon had predicted.An hour into the flight and the queue for the toilets had gone. The cabin was quiet and most people were glued to their phones and tablets. Miah glanced round. Now seemed the perfect time for one of her fantasies to become reality."Hey," she whispered in Gordon's ear. "Fancy joining the Mile High Club?"He laughed off her suggestion, then realised she was deadly serious. "Wait...you want to?""I've always wanted to!"He bit his lip. "It's a hell of a risk, Miah. If the cabin crew find out we could get fined. Some airlines ban you for life.""Seems a bit harsh. Two consenting adults wanting some private in-flight entertainment." Her hand squeezed his thigh and she unfastened her seatbelt. "Join me in the rear toilet...if you're brave enough! Knock twice."As she got up from her seat and started forward toward the rear of the plane, she noticed a man rise from a seat farther forward in the cabin and glance back at her. The guy was about fifty, brown hair, bearded and of a stocky build like Gordon.This was no stranger.For an instant, Miah thought that perhaps the man was, in fact, a minor celebrity. He looked away from her after a fraction of a second of eye contact, stepped into the aisle, and moved forward towards the toilet at the front of the plane. He reminded her of someone, but try as she might, she couldn't make the connection. Thinking no more about it, she carried on to the toilet.In his seat, Gordon scratched the back of his head and wondered what to do. The thought of actually joining the infamous club had got him half-erect already. He rubbed his growing crotch bulge and decided to go for it. Now was his chance. It wouldn't be long before the cabin crew started the in-flight food and drinks.In the plane's tiny rear cubicle, Miah had positioned herself against the wall and prayed that Gordon hadn't chickened out. Two knocks on the door made her stomach lurch in excitement. She opened the door."Gordy! You're here!" She slipped her dress off her shoulders."What's this? A nervous flyer?" Gordon grinned as he squeezed into the toilet cubicle and quickly closed the door."Actually this flight is too boring," she teased. "Needs more turbulence.""Well now. I know how to make it better."He pushed her up against the wall, and whispered into her ear with hot, seductive breath. "This is your Organist Captain speaking."Before Miah could comprehend exactly what he said, Gordon was all over her with a love so fierce. His hands roamed her bare shoulders and neck as he smothered her lips, nipping against her earlobes and bare skin. He kissed the sensitive skin below her jaw, making her tilt her head back. He kissed on, licking and grazing it, knowing he had hit a sweet spot.Gordon brought her face down with his hands, kissed her as she moaned lightly into his mouth. This pleased him immensely as he moved his hands down till they rested against her breasts. Miah knew nothing but bliss when he applied his sweet pressures. She began to gasp and pant as he pinched the sensitive rosebuds under her thin cotton dress. She didn't care as she felt him slide her bra straps down her shoulders.He was desperate to ravish her and she wanted him more than anything else in the world. The low hum of the plane's engines seemed to add to his arousal."You're so big. Mmmm. I can't wait until I feel you inside my mouth." She said as she unzipped his trousers and pulled his dick out of his underpants.Softly, Miah ran her fingers over the heated flesh of his erect manhood. He took a sharp intake of breath at the feeling of her hands on him, and groaned. Tenderly, she encircled his organ with her right hand and gave it a few quick strokes. Gordon groaned from deep within his throat and moaned her name. Her face inched closer and closer to his penis. She could feel the energy pulsing through the veins and realised she alone was responsible for its arousal. She took a certain amount of pride in that fact.Miah's tongue lashed out at the head of Gordon's cock, slowly licking the bulbous head."Ah..." He groaned. In the cramped confines of the toilet cubicle, his hands found her silky brown hair, as Miah's tongue lolled around his shaft like she was sucking on an orange slice. Slowly, she took more of his manhood into her wet, sucking mouth. Gordon was enjoying himself to no end. The things this woman could do with her tongue! She licked every inch of his cock, running her tongue across every vein, igniting every nerve ending. His breathing had picked up, Miah noticed. She began to increase her ministrations. She created a stimulating suction with her mouth and began to bob her head back and forth using her tongue to stimulate the underside of his cock."Fuck!" Gordon said in a strained tone. "Do you h-have...oh...do you have any idea what you're doing to me? Ah!""Umm hmm," she replied. And just to prove her point, she began to suck him off harder.His orgasm was coming now, hard and fast. "I'm going to cum," he grunted."Not yet, Gordy. Need you inside!"Gordon quickly positioned himself between her legs as he continued to relish his girlfriend's sweet moans and kisses. Pulling her wet knickers aside, slowly, he began to tease her clit, receiving surprised gasps. He watched as he rolled one of her small breasts while thrusting a finger in and out of her glistening cunt. She flinched, and cried out in joy when she felt him thrust in two fingers."I think you're ready to join the Club," Gordon whispered. "I know I am. Shall we?""Yes!"And he thrust his large cock into her, and entered into the depths of her feminine waters.He was inside her, thrusting away, grunting, yelling her name. Miah held onto him tight, her legs wrapped around his sides."Oh Gordy, sweet Gordy..."Her body shuddered, riding wave after wave of heat and unexplainable emotions. Just as he felt her walls tightening and squeezing him, he felt himself release deep inside of her, shooting his cum deep into her tight and quivering pussy..."Oh fucking hell, yes!" Gordon yelled.A furious knocking on the door brought them crashing down to earth."Oh shit.""Um, just a minute!" Miah yelled, her voice shaky. She pressed the button to flush the toilet and Gordon quickly withdrew.Outside, a small queue had formed. "Whoever's in there must be trying to flush themselves down the bog. They've been in there ages!" a woman muttered to the air steward.Gordon zipped up his trousers and unlocked the door. He took a deep breath. "Okay, brace yourself. Hope whoever knocked isn't too pissed off with us!" He slid the door open and came face to face with a growing line of passengers."About bloody time!" the man in the Panama hat yelled. Some of us have prostate trouble you know!" He fell silent as Miah squeezed out of the toilet behind Gordon."Er, guess it's time we returned to our seats," Gordon smiled through gritted teeth.There were a few shocked gasps, while others cheered and clapped."Looks like you two have earned your wings, the steward said, with a wink.Advent At Saint Michael's: Jenna has a dilemma. Can the Bishop help her?"This year has absolutely flown by," Reverend Morris said as he read through the latest edition of the parish magazine. I can't believe it's almost the first Sunday of Advent!""It's been quite a year," his wife replied, looking very much troubled."Are you alright Jen?" Reverend Morris looked at her. "Something's bothering you, I can tell."Jenna let out a sigh. "Oh Simon. I'm just so disgusted with recent events. I can't believe what's happened.He knew at once what she was referring to. "Ah. You mean the Archbishop of Canterbury resigning. No-one was more disgusted than I was. To think, we had to go and dine with him at Bishop George's house last year! Bowing and fawning over him whilst he prattled on about Africa and equal opportunities. That lying, hypocrite of a man had the nerve to threaten me over some 300 year old plaque in my church with the most tenuous link to slavery. And all the time he was covering up for some vile abuser!" He slammed his fist down on the coffee table and it was the first time Jenna had seen her normally mild-mannered husband look so enraged."Makes me feel sick!" He added. "Good riddance. I hope whoever replaces him will be an actual Christian this time."Not as sick as I feel, Jenna thought to herself. Had I known what the Archbishop was truly like, I would never have given him a blowjob at that dinner party! But at the time it was necessary to stop him going public over the offending plaque in Saint Michael's church.Reverend Morris composed himself and sighed. "In times like this, I always find my faith tested. These people at the top have turned away from God. I just hope our dear little church doesn't suffer."Jenna embraced him. "That won't happen, Simon. I'll make sure of that!""I'm feeling better already. We're approaching such a busy and important time in the church calendar. And your birthday too!"The shocking scandal engulfing the C of E had at least meant that Bishop George had long forgotten Reverend Morris' little dalliance with Sandra Conway at the vicarage garden party back in August. He took a deep breath and wondered if he was ever going to finish his sermon in time for the Sunday service.Meanwhile, over at 64 Stovepipe Avenue, Gordon the organist had no such worries.He whimpered and squirmed. It was getting hard to form thoughts between the tickling, let alone words, and the corners of his vision were fuzzing with pink mist that blended in with the view of Miah's of jiggling, bouncing breasts smothering him."Has my sexy organist been a naughty boy?" She teased, tickling his balls."You always bring out my naughty side...ah! Oh! Not down there!"Hee hee...Now I'm going to..."Suddenly, Gordon's smartphone rang, disturbing their afternoon pleasure."Oh ignore it," he mumbled, in between kissing his girlfriend. The annoying ringtone continued, before the phone finally went silent. "What were you going to do?""Open your diapason," Miah giggled, wrapping her hand round his cock. "That's the right term, yes?""Oh yes," he replied, sucking on her nipples. "You've already made me Swell to Great!" Gordon always loved it when pipe organ-themed words were used during sex.The phone rang again."Damn and blast it," Gordon exclaimed, reaching over to the bedside table. "Can't have five minute's peace. I should've switched it off.""Better answer it, it must be important," Miah said, licking the tip of his cock.

Mike chats to Richard Tice about the state of play with Reform UK and their private prosecution of the suspects in the Manchester Airport attack. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

The Crown Prosecution Service should now be in the dock answering why they named and put a brave armed cop on trial for the killing of a gangster who refused to be arrested. I'm glad that the scumbag, Chris Kaba, has been killed. There was NO need for a trial of the Policeman and the jury clearly agreed. The CPS is the same organisation who failed to prosecute Jimmy Saville when Starmer was in charge. They are NOT fit for purpose. Do you agree? All of this is happening on the day that Sir Keir Starmer is releasing thousands of crooks early to make way for those who rioted and protested in the summer after Southport.  Meanwhile the yobs at Manchester Airport are still not charged and the bimbo wannabe porn star who threw a milk shake at Nigel Farage is still free even though she has admitted her guilt now. But is any of this Politically Correct nonsense what we, the general public want? Of course not but the Uber lIberals in charge don't care. Please support me here www.buymeacoffee.com/jongaunt 

Reform UK announce they will prosecute the Manchester Airport attackers if the CPS don't pull their thumb out. Plus, Mike looks at the infighting at Downing Street whilst he chats to Philip Ingram about how to challenge Labour giving the Chagos Islands to China backed Mauritius. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Ep 145 - The Ghosts and UFOs of Manchester AirportIs Manchester Airport the most haunted airport in the UK? Find out this week on Pursuit of the Paranormal, as Ash takes a look at a number of both spooky hauntings, and strange UFO reports from above and around the international airport!---Title music provided by Steve Yarwood and Ambienfinity

Starmer commits to freezing pensioners whilst admitting he's a weirdo that doesn't like portraits because they 'stare at him'. Richard Tice speaks on the unresolved Manchester Airport attack, Peter Bleksley talks on criminals being released early and Hugh Andre on the government's abandonment of veterans Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Welcome to a VERY SPECIAL EPISODE of Sporadically Board. AireCon NW has just ended, and while Dan drove home with nary a care, Mike braved the horrors of British Airways and the Manchester Airport to eventually get home to the US. His luggage arrived days later. While at AireCon, Dan put together a cracking quiz show where Mike, Zee and Camilla (from The Dice Tower) represented the United States against the entire UK represented by Dan's ridiculous questions and the audience.  This battle of cultural knowledge was as hard fought and underhanded as you can imagine.  WHO answered the diabolical questions the best? WHAT was Mike doing with a slide whistle? WHERE were the Yorkshire puddings? WHEN will we be allowed to re-enter the UK? All of these questions answered and more on this SPECIAL LIVE EPISODE of Sporadically Board!

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Welcome to The Weekly Sceptic episode 98 This week Nick and Toby talk about: The Olympic opening ceremony and why the world's biggest religion was mocked, in spite of artistic director Thomas Jolly wanting to make it ‘inclusive'. Why Suella Braverman isn't standing in the Conservative leadership election and whether Kemi is the Tories' best hope (Toby thinks so). The violent incident at Manchester Airport last week and whether the police officer at the centre of it was justified in his use of force. Tommy Robinson's recent difficulties and the difficulty in deciding whether he‘s a free speech hero or a free speech grifter. And premium content on www.basedmedia.org, which includes: The attempt by Big Tech and the MSM to memory hole the assassination attempt on Trump and whether their mendacious tactics are likely to get Kamala Harris elected. Kamala's attack on J.D. Vance for being ‘wierd' and J.D.'s response. Everyone's favourite section Peak Woke, in which Nick is unimpressed by a South African woman's request for asylum on the grounds that she wants to continue her polygamous marriage in England and Toby regrets the RAF deciding to drop the name ‘Crusader' from Squadron 14. And in the Based Department, it's a toss up between Donald Trump and J.D Vance. This week's sponsor: Thor Holt To connect with Thor, message him on linkedin.com/in/thorholt/ or go to GrowthPresenter.com To purchase tickets to the Weekly Sceptic Live, go to https://www.eventbrite.com/e/weekly-sceptic-live-tickets-943483162537?aff=oddtdtcreator To advertise to The Weekly Sceptic's large and loyal audience, drop Toby a line on theweeklysceptic@gmail.com You can listen to or watch the podcast at: www.basedmedia.org Donate to the Daily Sceptic www.dailysceptic.org/donate/ Join the Free Speech Union www.freespeechunion.org/join/ Listen to Nick's podcast – The Current Thing – https://podcasts.apple.com/gb/podcast/the-current-thing/id1671573905 Subscribe to Nick's Substack: www.nickdixon.net Help Nick keep both of his podcasts going by buying him a coffee https://www.buymeacoffee.com/nickdixon Produced by Lambeth Walk Productions. Music by Tinderella www.tinderella.info

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I've been thinking a lot about the Manchester Airport story and the subsequent "Trial by Twitter and social media." The Cop should not be suspended. We need to see all the videos now, including the body cams and we need an end to two tier Policing in the UK. I also talk about the times I met Anjem Choudhry and I'm delighted he is about to get locked up for a long time. And what a farce the Olympic opening ceremony was but it wasn't it great that it P@SSed on Macron's parade?

In this episode of Morning Glory, Talk's own Ian Collins fills in for Mike Graham, who will return to the show on Monday. Ian is joined by Akhmed Yakoob, the lawyer for the man who was kicked in the head by a police officer in circulating footage from Manchester Airport. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

An investigation continues into an incident at Manchester Airport, where an armed officer was filmed stamping on a man's head.  The officer has been suspended, and the family has been demanding compensation.  But UK correspondent Gavin Grey says it's alleged there was a lot more that went on leading up to the incident.  LISTEN ABOVE See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

One of the men arrested on Tuesday has been found to have a cyst on his brain

A police officer has been suspended after a video showed a suspect being kicked in the head and stamped on at Manchester Airport.   The police watchdog has started an investigation into the level of force apparently used by the officer.   On this episode, Niall Paterson speaks to our north of England correspondent Shingi Mararike and to former officer and Sky News police commentator Graham Wettone about the latest challenge facing Greater Manchester Police. Audio credit: BBC Radio ManchesterProducer: Emma Rae WoodhousePromotions producer: Jada-Kai Meosa John, Ifra Khan Editor: Paul Stanworth

On Nick Ferrari at Breakfast, widespread outrage after a police officer kicked and stamped on a man's head as he was lying face down on the ground at Manchester Airport. Nick speaks with Tom Tugendhat as he announces he is running to be the next leader of the Conservative party. Knife crime offences have risen by 4% since last year. All of this and more on the Nick Ferrari Whole Show Podcast.

Protestors in Manchester have gathered tonight outside the offices of the Mayor Andy Burnham, after a video was circulated on social media of a man being kicked and stamped on by a police officer at Manchester Airport. We get reaction from the city.Also on the programme: President Biden is pushing for a Gaza ceasefire with Israel's Prime Minister.What does the private sector make of the new GB Energy company intended to turn Britain into a "green energy superpower"?And as the Paris Olympics kicks off tomorrow, there's been an international outcry at one member of the Dutch team: a convicted rapist.

Pat was joined by journalist Vincent McAviney to discuss the disturbing videos circulating of an armed officer ‘kicking and stamping' the head of a man at Manchester Airport.

A panel of businesses and experts join Sean Farrington to discuss election tax priorities. Elsewhere, Manchester Airport tries to turn things around after a turbulent weekend and we hear from a social media start-up that has just been subject to a US buyout.

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Morse code transcription: vvv vvv Bangladesh reels from surge in snake bites Israeli army strapped wounded Palestinian to jeep Unable to back down, Israel and Hezbollah move closer to all out war Ukraine war Nato expands Mihai Kog lniceanu airbase in Romania Seventeen The K pop band making Glastonbury history Ukraine says it destroyed Russian drone base Manchester Airport passengers warned to stay away after major power cut Cannabis crooks dumped tonnes of soil in my bedroom Wagner uprising A year after mutiny, Russia controls groups remnants Greece wildfire Anger after yacht fireworks spark blaze

Today's top discussion on the program focused on the resumption of flights in Manchester after hours of power outage and blackouts. We also discuss the ongoing heatwave across the globe and throw the idea of remote work during hot summer days. Listen to #Pulse95Radio in the UAE by tuning in on your radio (95.00 FM) or online on our website: www.pulse95radio.com ************************ Follow us on Social. www.facebook.com/pulse95radio www.twitter.com/pulse95radio www.instagram.com/pulse95radio

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