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Pop goes the cherry. A 3-part series.By Androgynous other. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. "Fuck the swimming," she hissed.I picked her up and carried her across to the bed and lay her down, dragging off my T-shirt leaving me in just my shorts. I undid the fastening and let them fall to the ground, my erection hard.“That's just the job.”"Wow!" said Jo, looking down at my cock, "That's what Mel meant when she said you had all the gear.""Not sure how Mel knew, mind you I suppose Sonia told her.""Yeah, and then she told me." She moved up the bed slightly to get a better look at all of me. I stood much as she had a few moments before arms out to the side weight on one leg."You like?""I definitely like," she said, "although I'm not sure all of that is going to go in without making a mess.""Most men fit most women, if you've ridden a horse or done any kind of gym work your hymen was probably shredded years ago. Still," I lay on the bed next to her, "seeing as it's your first time, you can choose how we do it and set the pace and speed and all that sort of thing.""Technical; this shagging business, isn't?" She said."Nah, easy once you know how." I said leaning over her to kiss her again and stroke my hands over this fantastic body I'd been watching so closely for two weeks. "Right, let's have a look then." I said, sliding down to rest with my head level with the apex of her thighs."Mel told me you were an oral expert as well," she said, and I could feel her trembling as I softly parted her legs bringing me level with her sex."No one told me that," I said, "but I do my best.""Thank you. I kinda get the feeling she'd have told me you were a brain surgeon if it would've got us into bed;" she said as if lost for words momentarily. She stopped looking at me, held her hands across her waist and stared at the ceiling; the kind of look you saw in doctor's and dentist surgeries the world over. I grinned and chuckled."What?" she said, seeing my mouth descend to her most private parts.I gently caressed and stroked, looking up I saw her worried looking face looking down past her great tits and between her thighs. I found her clitoris with my finger tip and softly stroked it."Show me how you play with yourself," I said taking her hand."What?""Show me how you pleasure yourself with your fingers, I bet you do."She grinned a little and taking my finger in her hand gently rubbed around the organ slowly occasionally dipping down to find some moisture from her vagina. I took over the action and let the look on her face advise me on my progress.I felt her moving towards that orgasm, and figured I needed to use my tongue on her clit. I very gently eased a finger into her sex realizing that it was actually quite open. I slid up and back finding her G-spot, scrubbing across it with slightly more vigor once I found that rough patch of flesh.She started to writhe,"Stay with me Jo," I said, "I want to be the first bloke to make you come."She gasped and tried to put her legs together but too late. She gasped and bounced her hips up and down and I knew enough to carry on gently manipulating her private parts until she'd finished."Wow, Terry," she breathed out, "That was; wow!""Plenty more where that came from," I said."Hmm;" she grinned."So," I said pushing myself up and over her, "How would you like to do this.""With a condom," she said, reaching into her bag on the bedside table."After that," I said lowering myself onto her wonderful, soft, warm body for the first time."This feels pretty good," she grinned up at me. I rolled to one side taking the box from her and withdrawing the rubber in its sealed pack.I reached down and gently pumped my cock, it was hard enough to do its job but I wanted her to get the feel of my cock before I put it inside her. "Here," I said, "you need to make sure it's hard enough."I took her hand and she placed it over my cock and just felt it up and down."It feels;" she propped herself up on her arm and inspected her new toy, "it doesn't feel like I thought it would.""What did you think it would feel like?""I don't know," she said, "just not like this!" She got used to pumping it and watched the skin move up and down. I split the condom packet open.She removed the condom and fitted it over the end of my cock and slid it down in one movement."Learned that in sex education at school," she said."Perfectly done," I added, looking into her lovely face, "let's do it Jo." I said kissing her.She kissed me back and lay putting her hands to my shoulders to move me over her. She spread her legs trying really hard to keep it natural. Soon my sheathed cock was level with her very wet puss and I slid it up and down across her clit, before slowly and carefully resting it at her entrance. I slid slowly forward feeling first the tip then more of the shaft enter her.She panted and I felt her thighs raise and hold me,"Slowly Terry," she hissed, and I slid in slowly and gently, with her breathing out as I entered her.I felt my groin touch hers,"That's all there is of me Jo," I said, "is it Okay?""It's a bit tight, but very nice." She put her cheek to mine and hugged me tight. I moved slowly and purposefully, trying to remember what it was that Sonia and I had done making love. I had a record of making the women I'd slept with had come during intercourse, and that started with Amy; and I was 100%, up to and including Sonia, and I think that was as much about fingers as it was about fucking. G-spot, I'm sure that was it. She had me ride her quite high so I tried that again, but Jo pushed me down. Still a bit new for that kind of thing obviously.Fuck it, I thought, just get on with it and try the clever stuff next time.But that was it, I wanted there to be a next time. I didn't want this to just be a one night stand, I wanted her to come so much that she would want to repeat the process, many times.Feeling her get comfortable, I speeded up working harder and deeper into her, allowing her reactions to guide me, just as Amy had taught me.She started to gasp, and I pulled my face away from hers so I could see her expression."Oh Terry," she purred, "this is lovely, why did I wait so long." She kissed me."Because you were waiting for the right man.""And the right man was you, was it?""Obviously." I said slowing somewhat, and pushing myself up and off of her for a few moments. Freeing my left hand I used it to great effect to grab her so far untouched arse, and gave it a squeeze, my little finger making an experimental tickle at her anus. She giggled.I also used the opportunity to move my head down so I could feast on her softening nipples, and she guided them into my open mouth, each one in turn until they were red and hard against my tongue."That's nice," she said as I drew them into my mouth again and again."I should hope so," I said, "how about this though." I covered my teeth with my lips and squeezed them hard and she cooed."Oh fuck, Terry," she said, "that is so hot.""I do try.""Let's try another position," she said."Excellent, which one?""Oh I don't know, you're the expert.""Roll onto your hands and knees," I said."No," she said firmly resting her hands on my forearms, "I want to be on top.""Oh," I grinned, "a fine choice and one I heartily agree with." I raised off of her gently withdrawing my cock from her."Hmm," she said, "I could absolutely get used to this.""Look," I said pointing to my throbbing cock, "tiniest trace of blood, no harm done."She pulled my face down to her and kissed me,"It's because you're such a big boy," she said, then she giggled and pushed me onto my back, and quickly sat astride me, landing with a bump. "Oh," she said putting a hand to her red, flushed cunt, "That probably wasn't the best idea. Still," she leaned forward over me raising her bottom so my erection sprung up under her.She put her hands on my shoulders, leaning down to kiss me. Our tongues clashed again, and it was for the first time it was about the passion, rather than just kissing. She raised herself again, and this time she fed my cock inside her. She closed her eyes and slowly slid down."Oh yeah," she gasped, "that's just the job."She was getting more and more into the process, and I hoped I could hold out until she had another orgasm. So I put my hands to her hips and helped her up and down and she approved so I slid my thumb across to play across her clitoris."Come on Jo, come for me honey.""Oh baby!" I thought she might have been taking the piss, but the look on her face was enough to let me know it was working. I could see her boobs bouncing in front of me, so pulled her down slightly so I could kiss and suck her erect nipples. I scraped my teeth along her nips and she cried out to another first, her first orgasm during intercourse and it was enough to push me over the edge and I came with her. She fell across me and we kissed and cuddled, with me withdrawing from her to remove the condom and my healthy fertile sperm it contained. After all, while she wanted to lose her virginity I wasn't sure she wanted to get pregnant.We lay together for a while, catching our breath, kissing and just holding each other. Jo ran her finger through the hair on my chest."How long till we can do that again!" She breathed.It was so hot I felt a bit of a stirring in my loins even though I knew I'd be out of action for a while at least. She rolled off of me, stood and went to the table, pouring the last of the coffee from the jug into one cup. Her body looked fantastic, slightly pink and 101% feminine. She looked over her shoulder and noticed me looking, grinning and looking even pinker than before. She added milk and walked back to bed with it."Here," she said, "a little something to keep your strength up."Round TwoI took the cup from her and drank some, it was just hot enough. She lay back down next to me and took the cup and sipped some. I took the cup back from her finished it, and went back to holding her again. We smooched for another twenty minutes, eventually drifting into a light doze. We woke about half an hour later and bloody hell, I was ready to go again. And we did.This time the foreplay was slightly less because I could see that she was red and puffy from our first round. So this time, I slipped on the condom and climbed over her again and made love in the missionary. I tried to tempt her onto her hands and knees but still she would have none of it. It was still fantastic and we made love, each holding the other close. As she neared her third, or was it fourth, orgasm of the day she clung to me, getting every part of her touching part of me."Oh Terry," she gasped, "Mellie was right, Mellie was so right, please I'm so close," she warbled, "I'm so nearly there, ah!" she cried out in her orgasm and I joined her.We took a shower together and I took every opportunity to touch and stroke her, avoiding the parts I'd already been touching. We had to be out of our rooms by three that afternoon so we couldn't take the time I would have liked.Once dried, I got back into my shorts and T-sh

My hot teacher fantasy. A 3-part series.By Androgynous other. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. I got a temp job a few months later with a firm near to my old college and I still popped in to see Amy for lunch and the occasional meal, and I started to date more seriously. I'd had a few girlfriends, nothing that ever reached the 'serious relationship' status.Other Ladies.I moved back home and got into the same rut. Nothing long term but I made sure that I did what Amy told me and gave more than I got. I got some of my dates into bed, and I always tried to give them an orgasm, several if they'd let me, but nothing serious; or that lasted over a few months.Three years on and I'd just broken up with the last one without even noticing; she'd gone on holiday to the Mediterranean with some mates and never contacted me again after that. She came to my place the first morning back while I was at work, took the few things she'd left there and that was that. Unfriended and locked out on Facebook, never answered my texts, end of story.She'd been the girl that wanted to 'be in a relationship' and sex was only as small part of it. Right up to the point that we started to make love. From our first night in bed and the crazy morning after, she became a sex beast overnight. I was the first bloke to go down on her it seems, and she was dead against it at first. But we'd done a couple of bottles of wine over dinner, and she got daring.To get us past the whole 'dirty' concept, we stripped naked and jumped in the shower and we just played with each other; the excess of wine meant she let me run wet hands across her cunt, I found her clit and stroked it working her to high anxiety, then slipped wet fingers inside her and scrubbed her G-spot. She came, she cried, right there in the shower, pulling my face into her cunt and grinding herself against me, like some kind of porn star.I was her first on many things it seemed. Not the first shag but the first person to make her come. She then had me repeat the procedure - often. In bed we fucked and sucked, almost non-stop. I would wake up in the night to find her pumping my cock to erection, then climb across me and bounce us both to orgasm. She read the 'Fifty Shades' trilogy that she left at my house so her parents wouldn't find them, and soon I was pulling on the pony tail she started to wear and smacking her fine arse as I took her on her hands and knees.Seems that in the Med she just got worse, and pissed with her mates she met someone that apparently was much more in to her than I was. In fact my best mate's girlfriend told me that the new bloke had gotten into her on the first night of her holiday, in the car park of the hotel complex to be exact.I felt a bit slighted and somewhat lonely for a few weeks, but not like I was going to weep about it or anything.A month or so later I went off on a guys' stag weekend for that best mate, and we spent the weekend in the country, driving quad bikes on the Saturday morning, trap shooting in the afternoon, a huge piss-up in the evening, followed by a rather hung-over paintball session Sunday morning, and a hysterical drag hunt with the hen party in the afternoon, trying hard to stay on horses that almost none of us were used to riding, that didn't want to behave and wanted to jump over low fences and for us to fall off them.Miss White.As we trotted across the countryside on rather uncomfortable saddles I saw a face I thought I recognized, and it wasn't until the barbecue of fantastic steaks, farm sausages and burgers served to us in whole baguettes that I looked across the marquee we were in and I finally remembered where I knew her from.It was Miss White, class tutor of my final year at secondary school.Okay, I'm a bloke right; I should have looked longer at her face, but my eyes went straight at the body of the hottest girl in the place in tight jeans and a linen shirt half buttoned over a tailored vest top that showed a narrow waist and perfect stomach, a fantastic bosom with a fine cleavage, and hips in perfect proportion was an arse to match.I appreciated that great rack I'd only ever seen swamped in suit jackets and baggy white shapeless blouses.Back in the day, Miss White was a bit of a hard arse and extremely tough on her classes. With the benefit of hindsight she was, in the scheme of things, an extremely young teacher, and the secondary school I was at ten years back was a tough place for a twenty three year old straight out of education herself."Fit as fuck isn't she," said my mate the groom snapping me out of my reverie. "That's Jo, Melanie's cousin, but they're close like sisters, even though she's a bit older. She's a school teacher, she can teach me whenever she feels like it.""She did teach me," I said, sipping at my umpteenth bottle of beer from that weekend, "and I swear she never looked like that when she taught me history and sociology in my last year.""You lucky bastard," he grinned, "do I have the greatest idea!""Dave!" I shouted after him as he backed away from me."Mellie!" he called across the room, "minor change of plan;"I called after him again but was ignored, so not wanting the same response from some of my other mates who were also groomsmen or ushers and the like I went back to the barbecue for more steak.What I didn't notice was Jo White looking across the room at me, her cousin Melanie telling her that the fine looking guy she had been making eyes at across the room from her was a guy that worked on the same contract as her Fiancé - his mate Terry.Two weeks later, we were all sat around the large church at the rehearsal running through what we'd have to do on the following Saturday morning, and stood across the pews from me was Miss White - Jo - now wearing the usual loose blouse with her working clothes that I was used to."It is Terry isn't it?"I turned around,"Yes," I said, smiling and offering my hand, "I noticed you at the hen and stag weekend and didn't want to embarrass you.""You wouldn't have embarrassed me," she said squeezing my hand."Yeah, Okay," I grinned, "Perhaps I didn't want to embarrass me!" I grinned, "Don't forget, I was surrounded by my piss-taking mates, all the worse for Dave and Mel's free booze.""Okay, I'll give you that, but I noticed you at the barbeque and thought I recognized you; I had to ask Mellie who you were and as soon as she said Terry White it all came flooding back."Before we could chat more, the priest and the father of the bride called us all to attention, and we took our places. Me at the front of the church to one side of the aisle with the other groomsmen. Then the bride and her father came up the aisle followed by the various bridesmaids. I noticed that Jo was level with me. I guessed that meant that I would be the one to escort her back down the aisle after the service. Sweet.We headed to the nearby pub restaurant almost next door for a drink and a something to eat. It was hardly the fully fledged 'rehearsal dinner' you see on American sitcoms but more of a burger and a cold drink kind of thing. It seemed that most of the other groomsmen were either boyfriends or had 'buddied up' to the maids they would be escorting, I did likewise and we chatted. It turned out she was single, and just eight years older than me.She asked me about my love life, and I saw that despite the fact I was now in my late twenties, she was still maintaining just the tiniest bit of a professional detachment and holding on to her position of superiority she'd had more than ten years previously.Okay, she probably just wanted me to know that she wasn't interested in me, but I kind of got the feeling she was talking down to me. Fine, but I was minded to point out to my former school teacher that I had graduated from Brunel with a First in Engineering, to which I had added a Master's degree in hydro engineering the previous year. While I was impressed she was a teacher, I was probably as well qualified as her, if not slightly better. I knew from reading the jobs pages in the Guardian Newspaper that I was at least 15K a year better off than her.We all said goodbye; promising to look after our prospective bride and groom for the three days until the wedding celebration. I pecked Mel on the cheek, then for reasons I'll never understand Jo, before shaking hands with Mel's father.Like a scene from 'Four Weddings and a Funeral' there were six guys all trying to get the groom sorted before our meeting at the adjacent Wetherspoons for our celebratory full English breakfast. It was great, and the sun shone on us all and we managed not to get any food stains on our morning suits.We arrived at the church in fine form, all laughing with just enough buzz for the day's events. We were pushed around by the photographer into various fun poses before we were ordered into the church and the places we'd rehearsed the previous week.Dave looked nervous and as instructed by the vicar looked to his front. From my place across from the altar I could look down the aisle and see his gorgeous bride to be on her proud father's arm, followed by her five bridesmaids, then I saw Jo, dressed in a pale cream off the shoulder dress that complimented the bride's dress brilliantly. For some reason she took my breath away, her make-up was simple but splendid, her hair was pulled up and away from her face matching the other bridesmaids, and it was all I could do to tear my eyes away from her to look at the bride.The service started and I stood opposite and slightly to one side of Jo, stealing the occasional look at her, at one stage I noticed that she was stealing looks at me - when our eyes met, I saw that she flushed bright red and dropped her eyes with an embarrassed smile.While everyone else was singing 'Love divine, all love's excelling' I looked up from my order of service and looked across at Jo."Wow;" I mouthed across to her silently, "you look fantastic;"She flushed red again and mouthed a silent, "Thank you," back to me hiding her blushes behind her order of service.The hymn finished and we all made our way to the vestry where registers and certificates were signed. Finally, the vicar stepped out and announced,"Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome Mr. and Mrs. Price!" and the organist played the wedding march and off we went, Mel's father holding the hand of his tiny granddaughter while the rest of us took the arm of the person we'd been stood adjacent to.Still holding her flowers, Jo gently put her hand onto the crook of my elbow and we slowly made our way back down the aisle and out of the church, stopping for photos of course and finally followed out by the rest of the guests."Wasn't that lovely," whispered Jo to me with a big grin."Really nice," I said genuinely, "but then Dave and Mel are a lovely couple.""Aw," said Jo, "you a bit of a softie for all this then Terry?""I suppose I am a bit," I said, "Let's face it, we all want something like this don't we.""Do we?" said Jo looking up at me."Yeah right Miss White, I saw your face through that whole service and if you so much as suggest that you weren't carried along by the whole thing, I may have to call you a liar!"She giggled and hid her face behind her flowers, as we came out of the church into the glorious sunshine. There were lots of handshakes and kisses and congratulations, and before long we were being moved around by the photographer.After the bride and groom photos there was a demand that each pair of groomsmen and bridesmaids had a picture so I found myself with my arm around Jo, while she gazed smilingly up into my face, under the instructions of the photographer. I noticed that Mel was particularly evident during this picture along with other friends of both of us. That photo took some time because we both kept laughing.By this stage, it had become common knowledge that Jo had been my teacher at School and we were ribbed gently by our acquaintances, but soon we were on our way to the hotel to make room for the next wedding that was soon to leave the church.At the wedding reception I found I was sat next to Jo, just across from the bride and groom. The food arrived and the wines. Then it was speeches, and the best man made a toast to the bridesmaids, and one especially for Jo, pointing out that she was a school teacher and taking one of her former pupils to one side to make sure he behaved.Her family all giggled and my mates laughed and pointed. We both blushed, and Mel grinned and waved at her cousin.The meal finished, it was time for the first dance and Dave and Mel took to the floor. Next the groomsmen and the bridesmaids. I stood and held my hand out to Jo and she stood.I pulled her close and she reciprocated holding me close and we moved slowly to Mel's favorite love song, 'Wonderful tonight' by Eric Clapton. After a few moments Jo was resting her head on my shoulder.At the end of that song, a second equally slushy one came on and the rest of the guests were invited to join in. After that one the music speeded up somewhat and most of us took to our seats.Most of the ladies disappeared to change out of their long dresses, and Mel was one of the first back, looking gorgeous as you would expect a bride to look on her wedding day. She was soon joined by my mate, her new husband Dave."Terry Darling," she kissed me on the cheek, "Thank you so much for putting up with the Mickey taking and still looking after Jo for us." She looked back over her shoulder turned back to me and began to whisper, "She won't admit it but I think she has a bit of a thing for you; asked about you at the stag and hen after she saw you checking her out, think she was rather put out that you didn't come and talk to her. She never stops asking things about you, seemed most pleased when I said you'd recently broken up with that slapper friend of mine.""Keeps asking me stuff mate," said Dave, "only this morning she asked if you 'really' didn't have someone coming this evening.""Really?" I said, "I wasn't getting that impression.""You wait," whispered Mel, "I told her you have a thing for cleavages, curves, short skirts and long legs; if you remember her from school you'll know that she doesn't like to show off the curves and the lady lumps. She had to learn to walk in heels for today and, Oh yes, and I told her your favorite color is green - not a color she likes by the way; why don't we see what she comes down; Ah, now will you just look;"I turned round; with one hand on her hip and the other on the handrail she was carefully walking down stairs; shit but she looked fucking hot. She was wearing a tight, plunging, form fitting dress in dark green that fitted her every curve, and the heels she wore made her legs look twice as long. She stalked across to the three of us."Evening Mel," she kissed her cousins cheek and looked me up and down."Looking good Jo," Mel said."Feeling' good Mel." Jo looked at me again."Ah," breathed Mel, "My work here is done, almost;" and grinning walked with Dave, to circulate with more of the guests."Can I get you a drink, Jo?" I asked."Champagne," she said, adding, "please." I made for the bar and got two glasses bringing them over, by the time I got back another groomsman had taken her away to dance, and why not; she looked fucking devastating. Ah well, perhaps not.The dancing continued and I danced with some more girls, including Mel."Every time you dance with another girl, Jo makes evil eyes at them; Terry," she said turning us slightly and she waved at Jo stood at the bar talking to family, "She is so into you, mate!" She gave me a little shake."I'm not convinced," I said, "at the rehearsal she was talking to me like I was just out of 10th year.""That's just Jo," she said shaking me ag

Pop goes the cherry. A 3-part series.By Androgynous other. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. "Fuck the swimming," she hissed.I picked her up and carried her across to the bed and lay her down, dragging off my T-shirt leaving me in just my shorts. I undid the fastening and let them fall to the ground, my erection hard.“That's just the job.”"Wow!" said Jo, looking down at my cock, "That's what Mel meant when she said you had all the gear.""Not sure how Mel knew, mind you I suppose Sonia told her.""Yeah, and then she told me." She moved up the bed slightly to get a better look at all of me. I stood much as she had a few moments before arms out to the side weight on one leg."You like?""I definitely like," she said, "although I'm not sure all of that is going to go in without making a mess.""Most men fit most women, if you've ridden a horse or done any kind of gym work your hymen was probably shredded years ago. Still," I lay on the bed next to her, "seeing as it's your first time, you can choose how we do it and set the pace and speed and all that sort of thing.""Technical; this shagging business, isn't?" She said."Nah, easy once you know how." I said leaning over her to kiss her again and stroke my hands over this fantastic body I'd been watching so closely for two weeks. "Right, let's have a look then." I said, sliding down to rest with my head level with the apex of her thighs."Mel told me you were an oral expert as well," she said, and I could feel her trembling as I softly parted her legs bringing me level with her sex."No one told me that," I said, "but I do my best.""Thank you. I kinda get the feeling she'd have told me you were a brain surgeon if it would've got us into bed;" she said as if lost for words momentarily. She stopped looking at me, held her hands across her waist and stared at the ceiling; the kind of look you saw in doctor's and dentist surgeries the world over. I grinned and chuckled."What?" she said, seeing my mouth descend to her most private parts.I gently caressed and stroked, looking up I saw her worried looking face looking down past her great tits and between her thighs. I found her clitoris with my finger tip and softly stroked it."Show me how you play with yourself," I said taking her hand."What?""Show me how you pleasure yourself with your fingers, I bet you do."She grinned a little and taking my finger in her hand gently rubbed around the organ slowly occasionally dipping down to find some moisture from her vagina. I took over the action and let the look on her face advise me on my progress.I felt her moving towards that orgasm, and figured I needed to use my tongue on her clit. I very gently eased a finger into her sex realizing that it was actually quite open. I slid up and back finding her G-spot, scrubbing across it with slightly more vigor once I found that rough patch of flesh.She started to writhe,"Stay with me Jo," I said, "I want to be the first bloke to make you come."She gasped and tried to put her legs together but too late. She gasped and bounced her hips up and down and I knew enough to carry on gently manipulating her private parts until she'd finished."Wow, Terry," she breathed out, "That was; wow!""Plenty more where that came from," I said."Hmm;" she grinned."So," I said pushing myself up and over her, "How would you like to do this.""With a condom," she said, reaching into her bag on the bedside table."After that," I said lowering myself onto her wonderful, soft, warm body for the first time."This feels pretty good," she grinned up at me. I rolled to one side taking the box from her and withdrawing the rubber in its sealed pack.I reached down and gently pumped my cock, it was hard enough to do its job but I wanted her to get the feel of my cock before I put it inside her. "Here," I said, "you need to make sure it's hard enough."I took her hand and she placed it over my cock and just felt it up and down."It feels;" she propped herself up on her arm and inspected her new toy, "it doesn't feel like I thought it would.""What did you think it would feel like?""I don't know," she said, "just not like this!" She got used to pumping it and watched the skin move up and down. I split the condom packet open.She removed the condom and fitted it over the end of my cock and slid it down in one movement."Learned that in sex education at school," she said."Perfectly done," I added, looking into her lovely face, "let's do it Jo." I said kissing her.She kissed me back and lay putting her hands to my shoulders to move me over her. She spread her legs trying really hard to keep it natural. Soon my sheathed cock was level with her very wet puss and I slid it up and down across her clit, before slowly and carefully resting it at her entrance. I slid slowly forward feeling first the tip then more of the shaft enter her.She panted and I felt her thighs raise and hold me,"Slowly Terry," she hissed, and I slid in slowly and gently, with her breathing out as I entered her.I felt my groin touch hers,"That's all there is of me Jo," I said, "is it Okay?""It's a bit tight, but very nice." She put her cheek to mine and hugged me tight. I moved slowly and purposefully, trying to remember what it was that Sonia and I had done making love. I had a record of making the women I'd slept with had come during intercourse, and that started with Amy; and I was 100%, up to and including Sonia, and I think that was as much about fingers as it was about fucking. G-spot, I'm sure that was it. She had me ride her quite high so I tried that again, but Jo pushed me down. Still a bit new for that kind of thing obviously.Fuck it, I thought, just get on with it and try the clever stuff next time.But that was it, I wanted there to be a next time. I didn't want this to just be a one night stand, I wanted her to come so much that she would want to repeat the process, many times.Feeling her get comfortable, I speeded up working harder and deeper into her, allowing her reactions to guide me, just as Amy had taught me.She started to gasp, and I pulled my face away from hers so I could see her expression."Oh Terry," she purred, "this is lovely, why did I wait so long." She kissed me."Because you were waiting for the right man.""And the right man was you, was it?""Obviously." I said slowing somewhat, and pushing myself up and off of her for a few moments. Freeing my left hand I used it to great effect to grab her so far untouched arse, and gave it a squeeze, my little finger making an experimental tickle at her anus. She giggled.I also used the opportunity to move my head down so I could feast on her softening nipples, and she guided them into my open mouth, each one in turn until they were red and hard against my tongue."That's nice," she said as I drew them into my mouth again and again."I should hope so," I said, "how about this though." I covered my teeth with my lips and squeezed them hard and she cooed."Oh fuck, Terry," she said, "that is so hot.""I do try.""Let's try another position," she said."Excellent, which one?""Oh I don't know, you're the expert.""Roll onto your hands and knees," I said."No," she said firmly resting her hands on my forearms, "I want to be on top.""Oh," I grinned, "a fine choice and one I heartily agree with." I raised off of her gently withdrawing my cock from her."Hmm," she said, "I could absolutely get used to this.""Look," I said pointing to my throbbing cock, "tiniest trace of blood, no harm done."She pulled my face down to her and kissed me,"It's because you're such a big boy," she said, then she giggled and pushed me onto my back, and quickly sat astride me, landing with a bump. "Oh," she said putting a hand to her red, flushed cunt, "That probably wasn't the best idea. Still," she leaned forward over me raising her bottom so my erection sprung up under her.She put her hands on my shoulders, leaning down to kiss me. Our tongues clashed again, and it was for the first time it was about the passion, rather than just kissing. She raised herself again, and this time she fed my cock inside her. She closed her eyes and slowly slid down."Oh yeah," she gasped, "that's just the job."She was getting more and more into the process, and I hoped I could hold out until she had another orgasm. So I put my hands to her hips and helped her up and down and she approved so I slid my thumb across to play across her clitoris."Come on Jo, come for me honey.""Oh baby!" I thought she might have been taking the piss, but the look on her face was enough to let me know it was working. I could see her boobs bouncing in front of me, so pulled her down slightly so I could kiss and suck her erect nipples. I scraped my teeth along her nips and she cried out to another first, her first orgasm during intercourse and it was enough to push me over the edge and I came with her. She fell across me and we kissed and cuddled, with me withdrawing from her to remove the condom and my healthy fertile sperm it contained. After all, while she wanted to lose her virginity I wasn't sure she wanted to get pregnant.We lay together for a while, catching our breath, kissing and just holding each other. Jo ran her finger through the hair on my chest."How long till we can do that again!" She breathed.It was so hot I felt a bit of a stirring in my loins even though I knew I'd be out of action for a while at least. She rolled off of me, stood and went to the table, pouring the last of the coffee from the jug into one cup. Her body looked fantastic, slightly pink and 101% feminine. She looked over her shoulder and noticed me looking, grinning and looking even pinker than before. She added milk and walked back to bed with it."Here," she said, "a little something to keep your strength up."Round TwoI took the cup from her and drank some, it was just hot enough. She lay back down next to me and took the cup and sipped some. I took the cup back from her finished it, and went back to holding her again. We smooched for another twenty minutes, eventually drifting into a light doze. We woke about half an hour later and bloody hell, I was ready to go again. And we did.This time the foreplay was slightly less because I could see that she was red and puffy from our first round. So this time, I slipped on the condom and climbed over her again and made love in the missionary. I tried to tempt her onto her hands and knees but still she would have none of it. It was still fantastic and we made love, each holding the other close. As she neared her third, or was it fourth, orgasm of the day she clung to me, getting every part of her touching part of me."Oh Terry," she gasped, "Mellie was right, Mellie was so right, please I'm so close," she warbled, "I'm so nearly there, ah!" she cried out in her orgasm and I joined her.We took a shower together and I took every opportunity to touch and stroke her, avoiding the parts I'd already been touching. We had to be out of our rooms by three that afternoon so we couldn't take the time I would have liked.Once dried, I got back into my shorts and T-sh

My hot teacher fantasy. A 3-part series.By Androgynous other. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. I got a temp job a few months later with a firm near to my old college and I still popped in to see Amy for lunch and the occasional meal, and I started to date more seriously. I'd had a few girlfriends, nothing that ever reached the 'serious relationship' status.Other Ladies.I moved back home and got into the same rut. Nothing long term but I made sure that I did what Amy told me and gave more than I got. I got some of my dates into bed, and I always tried to give them an orgasm, several if they'd let me, but nothing serious; or that lasted over a few months.Three years on and I'd just broken up with the last one without even noticing; she'd gone on holiday to the Mediterranean with some mates and never contacted me again after that. She came to my place the first morning back while I was at work, took the few things she'd left there and that was that. Unfriended and locked out on Facebook, never answered my texts, end of story.She'd been the girl that wanted to 'be in a relationship' and sex was only as small part of it. Right up to the point that we started to make love. From our first night in bed and the crazy morning after, she became a sex beast overnight. I was the first bloke to go down on her it seems, and she was dead against it at first. But we'd done a couple of bottles of wine over dinner, and she got daring.To get us past the whole 'dirty' concept, we stripped naked and jumped in the shower and we just played with each other; the excess of wine meant she let me run wet hands across her cunt, I found her clit and stroked it working her to high anxiety, then slipped wet fingers inside her and scrubbed her G-spot. She came, she cried, right there in the shower, pulling my face into her cunt and grinding herself against me, like some kind of porn star.I was her first on many things it seemed. Not the first shag but the first person to make her come. She then had me repeat the procedure - often. In bed we fucked and sucked, almost non-stop. I would wake up in the night to find her pumping my cock to erection, then climb across me and bounce us both to orgasm. She read the 'Fifty Shades' trilogy that she left at my house so her parents wouldn't find them, and soon I was pulling on the pony tail she started to wear and smacking her fine arse as I took her on her hands and knees.Seems that in the Med she just got worse, and pissed with her mates she met someone that apparently was much more in to her than I was. In fact my best mate's girlfriend told me that the new bloke had gotten into her on the first night of her holiday, in the car park of the hotel complex to be exact.I felt a bit slighted and somewhat lonely for a few weeks, but not like I was going to weep about it or anything.A month or so later I went off on a guys' stag weekend for that best mate, and we spent the weekend in the country, driving quad bikes on the Saturday morning, trap shooting in the afternoon, a huge piss-up in the evening, followed by a rather hung-over paintball session Sunday morning, and a hysterical drag hunt with the hen party in the afternoon, trying hard to stay on horses that almost none of us were used to riding, that didn't want to behave and wanted to jump over low fences and for us to fall off them.Miss White.As we trotted across the countryside on rather uncomfortable saddles I saw a face I thought I recognized, and it wasn't until the barbecue of fantastic steaks, farm sausages and burgers served to us in whole baguettes that I looked across the marquee we were in and I finally remembered where I knew her from.It was Miss White, class tutor of my final year at secondary school.Okay, I'm a bloke right; I should have looked longer at her face, but my eyes went straight at the body of the hottest girl in the place in tight jeans and a linen shirt half buttoned over a tailored vest top that showed a narrow waist and perfect stomach, a fantastic bosom with a fine cleavage, and hips in perfect proportion was an arse to match.I appreciated that great rack I'd only ever seen swamped in suit jackets and baggy white shapeless blouses.Back in the day, Miss White was a bit of a hard arse and extremely tough on her classes. With the benefit of hindsight she was, in the scheme of things, an extremely young teacher, and the secondary school I was at ten years back was a tough place for a twenty three year old straight out of education herself."Fit as fuck isn't she," said my mate the groom snapping me out of my reverie. "That's Jo, Melanie's cousin, but they're close like sisters, even though she's a bit older. She's a school teacher, she can teach me whenever she feels like it.""She did teach me," I said, sipping at my umpteenth bottle of beer from that weekend, "and I swear she never looked like that when she taught me history and sociology in my last year.""You lucky bastard," he grinned, "do I have the greatest idea!""Dave!" I shouted after him as he backed away from me."Mellie!" he called across the room, "minor change of plan;"I called after him again but was ignored, so not wanting the same response from some of my other mates who were also groomsmen or ushers and the like I went back to the barbecue for more steak.What I didn't notice was Jo White looking across the room at me, her cousin Melanie telling her that the fine looking guy she had been making eyes at across the room from her was a guy that worked on the same contract as her Fiancé - his mate Terry.Two weeks later, we were all sat around the large church at the rehearsal running through what we'd have to do on the following Saturday morning, and stood across the pews from me was Miss White - Jo - now wearing the usual loose blouse with her working clothes that I was used to."It is Terry isn't it?"I turned around,"Yes," I said, smiling and offering my hand, "I noticed you at the hen and stag weekend and didn't want to embarrass you.""You wouldn't have embarrassed me," she said squeezing my hand."Yeah, Okay," I grinned, "Perhaps I didn't want to embarrass me!" I grinned, "Don't forget, I was surrounded by my piss-taking mates, all the worse for Dave and Mel's free booze.""Okay, I'll give you that, but I noticed you at the barbeque and thought I recognized you; I had to ask Mellie who you were and as soon as she said Terry White it all came flooding back."Before we could chat more, the priest and the father of the bride called us all to attention, and we took our places. Me at the front of the church to one side of the aisle with the other groomsmen. Then the bride and her father came up the aisle followed by the various bridesmaids. I noticed that Jo was level with me. I guessed that meant that I would be the one to escort her back down the aisle after the service. Sweet.We headed to the nearby pub restaurant almost next door for a drink and a something to eat. It was hardly the fully fledged 'rehearsal dinner' you see on American sitcoms but more of a burger and a cold drink kind of thing. It seemed that most of the other groomsmen were either boyfriends or had 'buddied up' to the maids they would be escorting, I did likewise and we chatted. It turned out she was single, and just eight years older than me.She asked me about my love life, and I saw that despite the fact I was now in my late twenties, she was still maintaining just the tiniest bit of a professional detachment and holding on to her position of superiority she'd had more than ten years previously.Okay, she probably just wanted me to know that she wasn't interested in me, but I kind of got the feeling she was talking down to me. Fine, but I was minded to point out to my former school teacher that I had graduated from Brunel with a First in Engineering, to which I had added a Master's degree in hydro engineering the previous year. While I was impressed she was a teacher, I was probably as well qualified as her, if not slightly better. I knew from reading the jobs pages in the Guardian Newspaper that I was at least 15K a year better off than her.We all said goodbye; promising to look after our prospective bride and groom for the three days until the wedding celebration. I pecked Mel on the cheek, then for reasons I'll never understand Jo, before shaking hands with Mel's father.Like a scene from 'Four Weddings and a Funeral' there were six guys all trying to get the groom sorted before our meeting at the adjacent Wetherspoons for our celebratory full English breakfast. It was great, and the sun shone on us all and we managed not to get any food stains on our morning suits.We arrived at the church in fine form, all laughing with just enough buzz for the day's events. We were pushed around by the photographer into various fun poses before we were ordered into the church and the places we'd rehearsed the previous week.Dave looked nervous and as instructed by the vicar looked to his front. From my place across from the altar I could look down the aisle and see his gorgeous bride to be on her proud father's arm, followed by her five bridesmaids, then I saw Jo, dressed in a pale cream off the shoulder dress that complimented the bride's dress brilliantly. For some reason she took my breath away, her make-up was simple but splendid, her hair was pulled up and away from her face matching the other bridesmaids, and it was all I could do to tear my eyes away from her to look at the bride.The service started and I stood opposite and slightly to one side of Jo, stealing the occasional look at her, at one stage I noticed that she was stealing looks at me - when our eyes met, I saw that she flushed bright red and dropped her eyes with an embarrassed smile.While everyone else was singing 'Love divine, all love's excelling' I looked up from my order of service and looked across at Jo."Wow;" I mouthed across to her silently, "you look fantastic;"She flushed red again and mouthed a silent, "Thank you," back to me hiding her blushes behind her order of service.The hymn finished and we all made our way to the vestry where registers and certificates were signed. Finally, the vicar stepped out and announced,"Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome Mr. and Mrs. Price!" and the organist played the wedding march and off we went, Mel's father holding the hand of his tiny granddaughter while the rest of us took the arm of the person we'd been stood adjacent to.Still holding her flowers, Jo gently put her hand onto the crook of my elbow and we slowly made our way back down the aisle and out of the church, stopping for photos of course and finally followed out by the rest of the guests."Wasn't that lovely," whispered Jo to me with a big grin."Really nice," I said genuinely, "but then Dave and Mel are a lovely couple.""Aw," said Jo, "you a bit of a softie for all this then Terry?""I suppose I am a bit," I said, "Let's face it, we all want something like this don't we.""Do we?" said Jo looking up at me."Yeah right Miss White, I saw your face through that whole service and if you so much as suggest that you weren't carried along by the whole thing, I may have to call you a liar!"She giggled and hid her face behind her flowers, as we came out of the church into the glorious sunshine. There were lots of handshakes and kisses and congratulations, and before long we were being moved around by the photographer.After the bride and groom photos there was a demand that each pair of groomsmen and bridesmaids had a picture so I found myself with my arm around Jo, while she gazed smilingly up into my face, under the instructions of the photographer. I noticed that Mel was particularly evident during this picture along with other friends of both of us. That photo took some time because we both kept laughing.By this stage, it had become common knowledge that Jo had been my teacher at School and we were ribbed gently by our acquaintances, but soon we were on our way to the hotel to make room for the next wedding that was soon to leave the church.At the wedding reception I found I was sat next to Jo, just across from the bride and groom. The food arrived and the wines. Then it was speeches, and the best man made a toast to the bridesmaids, and one especially for Jo, pointing out that she was a school teacher and taking one of her former pupils to one side to make sure he behaved.Her family all giggled and my mates laughed and pointed. We both blushed, and Mel grinned and waved at her cousin.The meal finished, it was time for the first dance and Dave and Mel took to the floor. Next the groomsmen and the bridesmaids. I stood and held my hand out to Jo and she stood.I pulled her close and she reciprocated holding me close and we moved slowly to Mel's favorite love song, 'Wonderful tonight' by Eric Clapton. After a few moments Jo was resting her head on my shoulder.At the end of that song, a second equally slushy one came on and the rest of the guests were invited to join in. After that one the music speeded up somewhat and most of us took to our seats.Most of the ladies disappeared to change out of their long dresses, and Mel was one of the first back, looking gorgeous as you would expect a bride to look on her wedding day. She was soon joined by my mate, her new husband Dave."Terry Darling," she kissed me on the cheek, "Thank you so much for putting up with the Mickey taking and still looking after Jo for us." She looked back over her shoulder turned back to me and began to whisper, "She won't admit it but I think she has a bit of a thing for you; asked about you at the stag and hen after she saw you checking her out, think she was rather put out that you didn't come and talk to her. She never stops asking things about you, seemed most pleased when I said you'd recently broken up with that slapper friend of mine.""Keeps asking me stuff mate," said Dave, "only this morning she asked if you 'really' didn't have someone coming this evening.""Really?" I said, "I wasn't getting that impression.""You wait," whispered Mel, "I told her you have a thing for cleavages, curves, short skirts and long legs; if you remember her from school you'll know that she doesn't like to show off the curves and the lady lumps. She had to learn to walk in heels for today and, Oh yes, and I told her your favorite color is green - not a color she likes by the way; why don't we see what she comes down; Ah, now will you just look;"I turned round; with one hand on her hip and the other on the handrail she was carefully walking down stairs; shit but she looked fucking hot. She was wearing a tight, plunging, form fitting dress in dark green that fitted her every curve, and the heels she wore made her legs look twice as long. She stalked across to the three of us."Evening Mel," she kissed her cousins cheek and looked me up and down."Looking good Jo," Mel said."Feeling' good Mel." Jo looked at me again."Ah," breathed Mel, "My work here is done, almost;" and grinning walked with Dave, to circulate with more of the guests."Can I get you a drink, Jo?" I asked."Champagne," she said, adding, "please." I made for the bar and got two glasses bringing them over, by the time I got back another groomsman had taken her away to dance, and why not; she looked fucking devastating. Ah well, perhaps not.The dancing continued and I danced with some more girls, including Mel."Every time you dance with another girl, Jo makes evil eyes at them; Terry," she said turning us slightly and she waved at Jo stood at the bar talking to family, "She is so into you, mate!" She gave me a little shake."I'm not convinced," I said, "at the rehearsal she was talking to me like I was just out of 10th year.""That's just Jo," she said shaking me ag

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HELP SUPPORT NEW EPISODES! Patreon:  https://www.patreon.com/19Nocturne Ko-Fi: https://ko-fi.com/a_d_infinitum   Next month (May 2022) will be one of the following (contact us through twitter or facebook or email to vote!): A.  Deadeye Kid prequel B.  Fatal Girl, season 2, episode 1 C.  Something else entirely Ko-fi votes count for every dollar donated!!!   TALK THE TALK Written by Julie Hoverson, sound mixing by Neil Gowland CAST Lydia Farnsworth - Julie Hoverson Thomas Farnsworth - JD Lauriat (Haunted House Flippers) Alice White - Shannon Perry (OZ-9) Phone - Pete Lutz (Narada Radio) Judge - Russell Gold Foreman - Jay Langejeans D.A. - Kerr Lordygan Guard - Jimmy Robbins Couch - Chris Hart Elevator - Cary Michael Ayers Lighter - Richard Hand Lamp - Boyd Barrett Sink - Blythe Renay Gun - Thomas Rippert Closet - Joe Griffin WHISPERS Erin Suminsby James C. Taylor Ruya Telhami Julie Hoverson David S. Dear Fiona Thraille   ***************************************************************     TALK THE TALK Cast: Olivia Lydia Farnsworth Thomas Farnsworth Alice White Judge Foreman D.A. Guard Phone Couch Elevator C Lighter Lamp Sink Gun Closet MUSIC OLIVIA Why, it's a courtroom, can't you tell? Where else would you find... a murderer? Scene 1. LYDIA [condescending, replying to a question] Lydia Farnsworth - Everyone here knows that. ... Yes, yes. ... I killed him. It was self-defense. He was planning to kill me. ... [hesitant, lying] An anonymous phone call. [narrating] Of course I can't say who told me - everyone would think I was utterly insane. When it started, Icouldn't even understand it, much less believe - how could I convince anyone else? MUSIC Scene 2. STING LYDIA [narrating] I know I am a joke. An older woman, rich and prominent, married to a much younger - well, a youngerman. And I'm not THAT old - 40 isn't really, and everyone says I look more like 35. But he looks 29 - which he is - so ... tongues will wag. SOUND Tom screams, long, distant and echoey. LYDIA Oh, that was later. Tom almost never screams. TOM [screams, but happily] Hey! SOUND ROULETTE WHEEL. TOM Didja see that? Boy oh boy, if I could bottle that! LYDIA [purring] You're a lucky man. TOM [interested] We-e-ell.... I guess I am. Hey Kitten, wanna help make a rich man poor again? MUSIC Scene 3. UNDER LYDIA [narrating] It was that moment that I fell for him. He didn't know who I was, but he wanted to give me a treat. I kept it up for a while, pretending to be just another secretary on vacation, not letting on. I felt so guilty, letting him pay for all those dinners, the gifts... TOM Kitten, this necklace is just aching to be around your neck. Hear it? [silly voice] Hey lady, take me home, I love you.... LYDIA [narrating, suddenly struck by something] Oh. [beat] No, no - never mind. TOM Don't you know that everything has a voice? Listen to the wind - it calls your name to me, telling me I gotta keep hold of you. Whattaya say, Kitten? Wanna make it permanent? MUSIC UNDER LYDIA [narrating, shaken] Yes, he DID say things like that - perhaps that was why... [beat] Tom worked late a lot - particularly after I told him I was - we were - wealthy. It was like he felt he had to make up for something. He never even introduced me to his family - just said he grew up dirt poor. I think he was ... ashamed. TOM [filter] Sorry, Kitten, but I gotta really burn some oil on this one. You understand, right? LYDIA Of course. [narrating] What else could I say, it was so sweet of him to worry. To want to make me proud. Scene 4. SOUND Candlestick phone hangs up. Footsteps walk away. PHONE [Male voice, filter] He's cheating on ya. LYDIA [panicked, slightly distant] What? Who? PHONE [filter] The husband. Tom. He calls HER all the time when you're out. You want her number? LYDIA Who is this? Where are you? PHONE [filter] Right over here, where I always am. LYDIA [getting more agitated] I don't see anyone! Is this some kind of game? SOUND Footsteps, hesitant, then dashing about. PHONE [filter] I wanted to show my appreciation, see, for not throwing me over when the new model came out - LYDIA What? Where are you? SOUND Door opens. LYDIA [muffled slightly] Hello? Where...? PHONE [filter] No one understands a classic any more. SOUND Door slams. LYDIA [sobbing] This is not funny! I don't know who you are, but you can just get out! PHONE [filter, very close] I'm right here. Look down. LYDIA [quavering] Wha-a-at? [relieved] Oh, the line must still be open. SOUND Candlestick phone picked up, taken off the hook, tap of cradle. LYDIA [loudly] This is not funny, whoever you are. I don't... SOUND Dial tone - continues in background until stated. LYDIA What...? PHONE [filter] I'm not ON your phone, lady. ... I AM your phone. SOUND Clatter of phone hitting floor, dial tone continues, but distant. PHONE [filter] Hey! I'm trying to help you here! LYDIA Nooo! SOUND Phone is kicked across floor. SOUND Dial tone stops. LYDIA [breathing hard] SOUND hesitant footsteps, continuing. PHONE [Unintelligible, distant whisper] LYDIA [whispered] How can you be talking? PHONE [whispered, wavering] Closer, come closer. LYDIA I'm... I'm sorry I kicked you. PHONE [moans, slightly closer] LYDIA Are you ... all right? PHONE [whispering] I gotta ... you need to hear this. SOUND Phone picked up from floor. LYDIA Yes, I'm listening. PHONE [shouting] Don't DO that! SOUND Phone hits floor again. MUSIC UNDER LYDIA [narrating, matter of fact] I felt so bad. But it wasn't hurt. They really built those old phones to last. And what it toldme...! PHONE Sunset 1-1-9-7. I don't know who she is, but what he says to her - whoo-wee. Scene 5. LYDIA [narrating] But how could I tell anyone? My PHONE spoke to me? I told THEM I got an anonymous call. And of course, the phone never used a name, so it wasn't precisely a LIE... TOM Kitten, I'm home! LYDIA Oh, yes. Tom. The phone line lothario. [calling away] Darling, was it a good meeting? TOM The best. [SOUND: KISS] Not better than coming home, though. LYDIA [neutral] Of course. TOM Oh, you're not mad, are you kitten? It's important that I do my time at the office, don't you see? Show everyone - show you - that I'm not just a... a... PHONE Gold digger. LYDIA What? TOM You know, a social climber. PHONE Gi-go-lo. LYDIA Did you hear that? TOM What? If it's the Joneses and their idiot record player again... LYDIA No. It's nothing. LYDIA [narrating] It wasn't nothing, of course. Soon, other supposedly inanimate objects began to have their little piece to say... Scene 6. SOUND water running SINK [cheery] Almost out of soap! And my drain will clog if you don't stop him from washing down his coffee grounds! LYDIA Him? SINK [significant, like a hint] Him. LYDIA [narrating] After the initial shock wore off, it was so EASY to listen. SOUND Click of light being turned on. LAMP [high squeaky voice] On! Better? LYDIA [startled] What? LAMP Are you going to read? Knit maybe? HE likes the dark. Especially when she's here. SOUND Light switched off. LAMP [voice now low] Off. Yep. Just like that. LYDIA [narrating] At first I thought I was crazy, but then I realized - if I was crazy, how could I know all the things they were telling me? SOUND plumping up pillows COUCH [seedy voice, out the corner of the mouth] I know who she is. SOUND Plumping stops, Lydiasits on couch. COUCH Hey, I didn't ask you to sit on me! LYDIA Oh! Who is she? COUCH I would recognize her from behind better, if you catch my drift... LYDIA You mean she actually sat on you - I mean on MY COUCH? COUCH You don't have to rub it in. LYDIA [narrating] I had to have it out with her. I COULDN'T just let this - this farce - go on, right under my nose and behind my back! PHONE Sunset 1-1-9-7? You got it. SOUND Phone dials. LYDIA What'll I say? PHONE I could tell you what HE says... SOUND Phone picks up. LYDIA Shut up! ALICE [filter] Well! SOUND Slams phone down. LYDIA This is hopeless. How can I find a person from her phone number? PHONE All you need is a good story. COUCH [off mike] I know a couple of good stories... PHONE & LYDIA Shut UP! LAMP [high squeaky voice] You tell 'em! Scene 7. SOUND Phone is dialed. Picked up. ALICE [filter] Hello? LYDIA [brisk, but clearly reading] Telegram for Sunset 1-1-9-7 - May I have your name please? ALICE [filter] White. Alice White. [concerned] A telegram? LYDIA Good. Miss White, can you confirm your address, in case we need to forward a copy to your home? ALICE [filter] What's the message? LYDIA I have to confirm your address, miss. The message is marked urgent. ALICE [filter, more worried] 24 Topham drive, floor 6. Now what-? SOUND phone hangs up. LYDIA & PHONE collapse into giggles. COUCH & LAMP laugh too. SINK [far off mike] What? What's so funny? MUSIC Scene 8. UNDER LYDIA [narrating] I went. I had to. I needed to see this cuckoo's egg. Alice White. What a name - plebian, that's what I call it. Strictly middle class. AND the elevator was broken in her building. SOUND Buzzer, door opens. LYDIA Alice- ALICE [friendly] -- White. And you? LYDIA [narrating] She was horrible. Horribly perfect - buttermilk complexion, flaxen hair... She should have been a dairymaid in one of those travel posters for Holland or Sweden - one of those places with dirndls and windmills and tulips. ALICE Can I help you? LYDIA [narrating] At least I had my story straight this time - my phone is VERY handy with a lie. [to Alice] I am here seeking donations to the Mid-Town Orphanage. Can you spare anything? [Narrating] From the looks of her - the threadbare, out of fashion dress, the tatty carpet in the hall, she was sure to laugh in my face- ALICE Oh, gosh... [going away] I'm sure I've got something. Hmm... here! [coming back] Can you maybe use this? LYDIA [numb] A lighter? ALICE I think it's real gold, and I don't smoke. I couldn't think what to do with it. LYDIA Won't... your husband... be annoyed? ALICE [giggles] Got none. Not yet. It was sort of a present - kind of like for emergency money, but I'd feel bad just selling it or throwing it out, but this sounds like a real good cause. LYDIA [narrating] I walked away with the gold lighter in my hand - the gold lighter I GAVE him for our honeymoon... LIGHTER [British accent] I say, don't I know you? LYDIA [narrating] I waited until we were alone. [to lighter, whispered] How did you get THERE? LIGHTER [whispering] Oh, this is jolly exciting, just like Scotland Yard... LYDIA Answer me! LIGHTER If you must take that tone! Young Thomas gifted me to her. I see almost as much of him here as I ever saw in his flat. LYDIA MY flat. LIGHTER Oh, like that is it? Well well well... MUSIC Scene 9. UNDER LYDIA [narrating] It was all true. And she was so darned NICE I couldn't even hate her. Just HIM. I felt like a character in a bad drama - the cheated wife. So alone... But I wasn't alone, you see. I had all of THEM. SOUND Door shuts, footsteps. LYDIA [off mike] Dear? Are you home? SOUND phone hanging up. TOM [on mike] You bet, Kitten! LYDIA Oh, good. I was afraid you'd forgotten-- PHONE You asked me to let you know if anything interesting happened? LYDIA ...our anniversary? PHONE He was just talking to ... HER. TOM Now what kind of a husband would that make me? PHONE A heel. [admonishing] On your anniversary. LYDIA [shaky] I need to ... to powder my... SOUND footsteps running away TOM Hunh. Women. PHONE You can say that again. SOUND door slams. NEW SCENE_9.5 LYDIA [crying] Oh, Tom! CLOSET Psst, over here. LYDIA What? Over where, Who is--? CLOSET I'm the one with the suits hanging in my rear, whaddaya think? LYDIA [sighs] Oh. [sniffs] SOUND footsteps LYDIA [weakly] Yes? CLOSET Check the top shelf. [annoyed] On his side! SOUND door opens. Boxes shift. Something metal is picked up. LYDIA A gun? When did Tom get a gun? TOM [off mike, muffled] Kitten, honey? We need to get shuffling. Are you powdered enough yet? LYDIA [calling] Almost! [whispered] When? Tell me! CLOSET What am I, a calendar? I don't know dates from donuts. LYDIA [frustrated noise] CLOSET But what I DO know is that that piece of hardware wasn't in me until... yesterday. LYDIA Yesterday? TOM [muffled, off mike] Kitten? I'm coming in! LYDIA Don't you dare! SOUND doorknob rattles, Lydia's running footsteps, door slams shut. LYDIA I'm - I'm wrapping your present, darling. You've got to give me a moment. TOM [pleased] Ohhhh. All right, I can wait. I hope it's a lighter - I've only been hinting ever since I lost that great one you gave me before. SOUND Gun cocks. LYDIA [muttered] I should give him the same one - see how he laughs at that. SOUND Footsteps back to closet. Boxes shift. LYDIA I think it was ... [grunt of effort] about there. GUN HEY!!! What are you, crazy? Never leave me lying around cocked! I could go off! MUSIC Scene 10. STING LYDIA [narrating] I thought about it for a long time. About the gun. About what it meant - being in Tom's closet and all. And I wondered if he could possibly be planning what I might think he was planning.... Even if he did intend to kill me, could I do something about it? Get him before he got me? I LOVED Tom. And he'd always been so sweet... PHONE Yeah, yeah, that's what they all say. What you need is gumption, sweetheart. LYDIA Just because he's cheating doesn't mean he's planning to ... to-- PHONE To buy a gun? Too late. What else do you think he's NOT planning to do? LYDIA He wouldn't - couldn't - hurt me. Any more than I could hurt him-- SOUND door opens TOM Oh, hi! [puzzled] Hello? Kitten, who're you talking to? LYDIA [easily] Just the phone, dear. SOUND short smooch. LYDIA [narrating] I was getting rather good at lying. Almost as good as the phone - now, THERE was a champion. I guess it came from hearing all those lies... All the time. TOM [talking on phone] Bob? Listen, it's me, Tom Farnsworth. Yes, from Farnsworth & Wilson. Now, we need to talk... PHONE [over Tom, whispered] Funny, Bob's usually a fella's name... LYDIA [reacts] PHONE He's getting worse. You need to DO something. TOM [continues under Phone] Yes, that's right - tomorrow for lunch. ... Dinner instead? I think I can... Let me just check. [to Lydia] Kitten, can you spare me for dinner tomorrow? Big client... LYDIA [long beat] Of course. Dear. I have someone I really need to talk to anyway. [narrating] The next night, I knew where to find him. Unfortunately, I couldn't take any of my ... friends ... with me - except the lighter, and that accent was getting on my nerves. LIGHTER I say! Scene 11. LYDIA [snorts] But when you're like me, there's always someone around to answer questions... ELEVATOR ...about five minutes ago? Yeah, I know the guy. He's a regular. Sometimes I even take him up. LYDIA Are you working today? ELEVATOR [huffy] Whaddaya mean? I'm always working! LYDIA But the sign... ELEVATOR The super puts the sign up to save electricity - cheapskate. Now, if youknow how to run me up... LYDIA [deflated] I'm not sure... ELEVATOR Step in, it's pretty much automatic. SOUND elevator gate slides open ELEVATOR See the button there.... MUSIC UNDER LYDIA It's funny how every THING I ever talked to wanted to be so helpful, when all the people around me weren't. The elevator even gave me a little tip... ELEVATOR That little knob right there - that's what keeps the door shut when I'm not around. The spring pushes it out - and then, when I come up, it gets pushed in, and voila...! You don't want the door comin' open up here when I'm in the basement, eh? LYDIA Oh, no. SOUND DISTANT BELL. ELEVATOR Whoops! That's me. Would ya' get the door? I gotta go, sweetheart. LYDIA Oh? Oh, certainly. SOUND ELEVATOR DOOR CLOSES. LYDIA I crept down the hall, ever so quiet. SOUND door opens TOM [off] ...right back - just need - [on mike] Oh. Lydia. LYDIA [deep breath] You needn't worry. I'm leaving. SOUND Sharp footsteps TOM Lydia. Kitten. It's not what you think! SOUND Tom's footsteps rush to catch up to her. LYDIA Stay away from me, Tom. TOM Just stop! LYDIA [reacts as Tom grabs her] Uh! Let go of me! SOUND Slight struggle. Lydia's footsteps running. LYDIA I had only one chance...I ran for the elevator. But the gate wouldn't open! I pushed and pushed-- SOUND Elevator door opens. Lydia's footsteps stop, Tom's footsteps catch up. TOM Let me-- LYDIA No! Let go! [sound of exertion, pushing him away] SOUND Tom's footsteps stagger, then... LYDIA Oh, no! It's NOT--! TOM [screams as he did at beginning] LYDIA And that was that. I tried to stop him from going over. At least I think I did, but it WAS my fault. ALICE [coming on mike, breathless] What...? Where's Tom? You're that lady-- LYDIA Tom? He's MY husband! How dare you-- ALICE [panicking] What have you done to Tom? Where's my brother? MUSIC Scene 12. UNDER LYDIA [narrating] And that's why I'm here. If he was cheating on me, I would have fought harder. Could have gotten away. But the look on that girl's face... My own sister-in-law. TOM [screams again] LYDIA Yes, and poor Tom. SOUND Gavel hits twice D.A. Your name please? LYDIA [condescending] Lydia Farnsworth - Everyone here knows that. D.A. And you are testifying in your own behalf of your own free will? LYDIA [testy] Yes, yes. D.A. You are on trial for the murder of your husband, Tom Farns- LYDIA I killed him. It was self-defense. I thought he was planning to kill me. D.A. What led you to think your husband had such designs? LYDIA [hesitant, lying] An anonymous phone call. [narrating] I suppose I could have admitted everything, made a plea for mercy on the grounds of insanity, but I-- TOM [screams again] LYDIA [narrating] I simply couldn't get Tom out of my head. I don't know how all these murderers do it, just kill people and walk away. SOUND Gavel bangs JUDGE Has the jury reached a verdict? FOREMAN We find the defendant ... guilty. LYDIA [resigned] I was relieved, actually. I believed I could face anything, since I would never really be alone. Even the judge's gavel had a kind word. ...Though not the judge. JUDGE For your heinous crimes, I hereby sentence you to death. CROWD [Reaction, gasps] MUSIC Scene 13. STING LYDIA I suppose it was only right - and I really had no reason to go on living, without [SOUND: same scream] Tom. Funny how I look back and see how badly mistaken we all were. It's far too easy to blow things right out of proportion. SOUND footsteps, cutlery set on plate. GUARD You done with that? LYDIA Yes, thank you. It was ... surprisingly tasty. GUARD It's time, then. Come on. SOUND jail door opens, footsteps slowly walk. VOICES [Whispers begin comforting at the start, build.] LYDIA [whispered] Thank you. Thank you all so much. GUARD What? LYDIA Nothing. [narrating] Everything is so encouraging, telling me how brave I am. I'm not brave, really, just ... just tired. GUARD Stop. SOUND KEYS JINGLE. LYDIA Such a relief, really. And then... I'll be with Tom. SOUND LOCK UNLOCKS. Scene 14. WHISPERS [fade out] LYDIA I didn't notice it immediately. My mind was miles away, thinking about how I would make it up to him - he'd certainly understand, about how it was really an accident and all. SOUND SQUEAKY DOORKNOB TURNS. LYDIA But the voices were gone. Even when I closed my eyes and concentrated, there was nothing. It left me feeling ... very ... alone. Oh, well, it wouldn't be for long. SOUND [DISTANT, OFF MIKE] PHONE RINGS. GUARD Stay here. LYDIA What? Of course. I've nowhere to go. SOUND FOOTSTEPS, phone picked up LYDIA Once I rejoined Tom, everything would be all right. I wouldn't NEED them - my friends - any more. Just him. GUARD [behind and under Lydia] Yeah? Who? LYDIA That's why I let it get this far. Fired my lawyer. Made no defense. Admitted everything. GUARD [behind and under] Uh-huh? Got it. LYDIA Just to bring me to this moment. And I wasn't afraid - no matter what this room, this horrible room, might have to say, I was ready. SOUND FOOTSTEPS COME BACK LYDIA And it wouldn't take long. Not long at all, they say. And then, [happy sigh] Tom. GUARD Come on. SOUND KEYS JINGLE LYDIA Well, it's about time. Isn't everyone waiting? GUARD [beat] Not any more, lady. SOUND LOCKING DOOR LYDIA You're an idiot. Open this door. GUARD I may be an idiot, but you're a loon. [beat] That was the governor. You've been commuted. Come on back... LYDIA [gasp, then sharp] Don't talk nonsense. [plaintive, ending in a wail] No! I can't be left all alone! 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Hosts Rekaya Gibson honors Ruth White, the first African American to win a U.S. Fencing Championship (1969). She was the first American to win a medal at the Junior World Championships. White also became the first African American women to represent the U.S. in fencing at the Olympics.  #KeepItSporty Mentioned in this episode: YWCA - https://www.ywca.org Lajos Csiszar (“The Maestro”), University of Pennsylvania USA Fencing Hall of Fame - https://www.usafencing.org/hall-of-fame New York University School of Medicine - https://med.nyu.edu Sources: Henneman, K. (2017, February 27). Olympian Ruth White Found Freedom in Fencing. USA Fencing. https://www.usafencing.org/news_article/show/762992-olympian-ruth-white-found-freedom-in-fencing MADmen. (2021). Ruth White. Olympedia. http://www.olympedia.org/athletes/21020 New York Times. (1972, March 5). Miss White, Fencing Standout, Bidding for an Olympic Berth. The New York Times Archives, Section S, page 28. https://www.nytimes.com/1972/03/05/archives/miss-white-fencing-standout-bidding-for-an-olympic-berth.html Nichols, D. (2019, July 1). The Woman in the Center. West Coast Fencing Archive. https://www.westcoastfencingarchive.com/2019/07/01/the-woman-in-the-center/ Wikipedia contributors. (2021, April 16). Ruth White (fencer). In Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia. https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Ruth_White_(fencer)&oldid=1018099184 Podcast Items of Interest: Become a Monthly Patron - https://www.patreon.com/BlackGirlsTalkSports Buy Us a Coffee - https://ko-fi.com/blackgirlstalksports Join Us the Facebook Group (Women only) @BlackGirlsTalkSports Download free Android App in the Google Play Store Podcast Sponsored by Cuisine Noir Magazine - www.cuisinenoirmag.com

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Julie White sits down with Cobie and John to explain what's so fantastic about an activity she developed called Farmtastic! Transcription: Announcer: This is 4H4U2, a podcast from the Mississippi State University Extension Service, promoting 4-H programs and positive youth development. Here now, your hosts, Dr. John Long, and Cobie Rutherford. John Long: And welcome to another podcast of 4H4U2. I'm your host, John Long. Cobie Rutherford: And I'm Cobie Rutherford. John Long: And it is yet again one of my favorite times of the week, and that is to do this podcast, and we're talking about everything 4-H. We are joined with our special guest this week, Dr. Julie White. And Dr. White, did I do that right? Did I say that correctly? Julie White: It's Miss White. John Long: Oh, sorry, sorry. Julie White: Hopefully in the next year. John Long: Okay. All right, so we are working on it. All right. Julie White: That is true. John Long: That's good. All right, so we're going to get that taken care of, and then we'll formally call you doctor. Julie White: That is true. Yes, that's right. John Long: All right. Cobie Rutherford: That's right. John Long: So you're pre-doctor? That's the way I look at that. Julie White: That's right. Yeah, there we go. John Long: Okay, very good, very good. So, how are you? Julie White: Good. John Long: Good. Good, good. Cobie, so you had a good week so far? Cobie Rutherford: It's been a good week. John Long: Good. Yeah, I think it's been a pretty good one. Cobie Rutherford: A hot one. Julie White: Yeah, very hot. John Long: A hot one. Felt very blessed to be able to say that I could stay inside. Cobie Rutherford: No doubt. Julie White: That's right. Amen. John Long: Yeah. And I'm an outside person, so that's kind of tough. But anyway. Anyway, comme ci comme ca, we're going to move in to the program. And Julie ... I've been knowing Julie a long time, and Julie, tell us a little bit about yourself, where you're from, and how you got here, to where you are today. Julie White: Okay. John Long: And what you do, today. Julie White: All right. So I grew up in South Louisiana. I grew up in Livingston Parish, just outside of Baton Rouge, and grew up in 4-H there, showing livestock, was in the clothing project, which is one of those deep-known secrets that a lot of the 4-H agents find out. And you're like, "Really?" So I actually made my senior prom dress. So it was one of my projects. But I grew up on a dairy farm, and so ... But while I was in school, I met a Mississippi boy, and ended up in Starkville because of the Mississippi boy. So ... John Long: Isn't that a, I think that's a country song isn't it? Louisiana Woman, Mississippi Man. Cobie Rutherford: Yeah, that's it. Julie White: Mississippi man, sure is. John Long: So you just played that right out there. Julie White: Sure is, so ... John Long: Yeah, that's awesome. That's awesome. Julie White: So yeah. John Long: And got started, you said in, well you were a 4-H-er, and then you came to 4-H through here. Julie White: Yep, yep. John Long: So that's awesome. That's awesome. And a little-known fact, I always like saying a little-known fact. Julie and I are practically neighbors. Julie White: That is correct. John Long: Mm-hmm (affirmative). Cobie Rutherford: Wow, how about that. Julie White: Mm-hmm (affirmative). John Long: Yes, yes. We got to keep check on each other when we need to. Julie White: Technically I'm in the middle of you two. John Long: You are, you are. You really are. So ... Cobie Rutherford: How about that? John Long: If we need anything, just call, she can be there in a short amount of time. Julie White: That's right. Cobie Rutherford: That's a good deal. Julie White: That's exactly right. Cobie Rutherford: Now Julie, you started out your career in the county office here in Oktibbeha County, right? As a 4-H agent? Julie White: I started actually in a Attala County in 2000, and served there, and in Lowndes County, and Webster County before coming to Oktibbeha County as a County Agent. In Attala, Lowndes, and Webster, I was actually a 4-H Agent. So I spent 15 years on the county level before coming to the School of Human Sciences. John Long: Boy, time gets away, doesn't it? I just was always say that it's amazing how quickly that gets away from us. Julie White: Mm-hmm (affirmative). So, yeah. Cobie Rutherford: And now you've got one of the largest Extension projects in the whole state that you conduct. Tell us a little bit about that. Julie White: So I am an Extension associate over in the School of Human Sciences, but I focus on Agriculture Literacy. So I run a program called, Farmtastic, that I actually created back in 2012 as a way to teach kids. At that time I was the county agent here in Oktibbeha County, and I just wanted a way to teach kids about farming and agriculture. And when I would go to the schools they would say, "Tell me that chocolate milk came from a brown cow. Or that cotton comes from a sheep." And so I just wanted a hands-on way for us to be able to teach those kids about agriculture, and for them to experience it. And so- John Long: And these are legitimate answers that kids are giving. Cobie Rutherford: Yeah. Julie White: Yes. Yes. Cobie Rutherford: Yeah. Julie White: It's amazing how many adults will tell me that chocolate milk comes from a brown cow. And they really don't understand where cotton comes from, or anything like that. And so, there are as many adults that have that perception as kids. And so, this was just a way for us to really highlight county agriculture here in Starkville, but grew way faster than I had planned. John Long: That's what you get for being creative, Julie. Julie White: And so, in about a year and a half, we went from being just a county program to being a statewide program. John Long: That's awesome. That is awesome. And now, we talked about this on our last podcast we recorded, about that disconnect that people have with where everything comes from. And it's so hard to wrap your mind around it. Well, I grew up in an agricultural background. If you're around it, it's pretty easy to know where things come from. I never had those kind of questions. But it's really hard to believe that people really don't know where everything comes from, and what it takes, that production side and all of the things that are so big a part of our state for that matter. Julie White: Right, yes, very much so. John Long: So, with us being an agricultural state, to me that seems like an extremely important thing we need to do, especially in our state, is to continue doing that. Julie White: Yeah. Most of our kids these days are three to four generations removed from the farm. And so they just haven't been exposed to it like many of us were. And so, they just don't know. And so it's our job to show them what agriculture is about, and why it's important to them. John Long: Right, right. Cobie Rutherford: Yeah. And I even look at our statewide 4-H demographics, where only 6% of our 4-H-ers claim to live on the farm. So there's 94% of even the children that we're interacting with, John, that don't have that real farm experience. John Long: Background, that's right. And see how much that's changed. And I would think in a relatively short amount of time, too. I don't think it's been all that long since ... But then that's again, something that we have to adapt to, as far as the educational efforts for sure, I would say, so ... So Julie, exactly ... Walk through some of the activities. I know my kids have been, or one of them have been through it. Just tell us exactly what Farmtastic, how do you go about setting that up and going through them? Julie White: Okay. Yep. So Farmtastic is a traveling exhibit, and we travel across the state throughout the year. We set up in agri-centers across the state, and when we set up, it has five or six different focus areas depending on where we're set up. But basically the main ones that the kids will walk through, they'll all enter through our Barnyard Bonanza, which of course focuses on livestock and poultry. Then they'll move through to Mighty Crops, which focuses on agronomy, like cotton, soybeans, rice, corn, those kinds of things. Julie White: And then they'll move to Wonder Plants, which is horticulture, so it looks at gardening and things that they can do in their backyard, whether it's actually growing vegetables, or whether it's growing plants such as flowering plants to beautify their home. And then we also go to the Enchanted Forest, where we look at forestry and how big that industry is in our state, and how it relates to the things we do every day. We also go to Something Fishy, which has to do with aquaculture. And we look at the different things, the catfish industry here in this state. Unless I'm on the coast, and then of course on the coast we're looking at the seafood industry. Cobie Rutherford: You have to adapt for that, for sure. John Long: Mm-hmm (affirmative). Julie White: Yes. And that is a huge room when we're on the coast. And then the last room that they always go through is the Farm Village, which helps them to put together the things that they've seen that day dealing with agriculture, and how all that gets to their plate, or their home, or their clothes that they're wearing. And so that's a chance for us to kind of tie that whole farm-to-plate activity. But we also have many partners as we travel, such as the Soil and Water Conservation districts, the County Farm Bureaus, MDOT is a big partner of ours that comes in. And so, there's a lot of different activities that we add to the events, depending on where we are and what the local partners are. John Long: Right. Well that's great that you've got these local partners coming in and continuing to help to expand the program that you have. So that's important, too, as far as that support is concerned. Julie White: It's definitely a great benefit. John Long: Mm-hmm (affirmative). For sure. Cobie Rutherford: How many of these do you do a year? Julie White: Typically the last four years we have done anywhere from nine to twelve a year. When we set up, we come in on a Monday and set up, and then we run the event Tuesday through Friday. So bringing in local schools ... As an example, and most of them, this is how it works, like here at MSU when we host the one at the Horse Park, we attract 10 counties, and we're targeting second to fourth graders. And so it's a free field trip as far as coming in and being able to tour it, and experience it. All the kids go home with a backpack full of goodies they get to take. There's a lot of make-and-take activities as they go throughout the exhibit. They get to take that stuff with them. The teachers also get some information, an agriculture curriculum that they can use in their classroom. And so they get stuff, too, while they're at the event. John Long: Wow, that reminds me. I'm sure you remember this, you know when we used to have school days on the farm? Julie White: Yes. John Long: That's very similar to that. Julie White: It is. John Long: Except you're more mobile, instead of having to bus kids into the campus. That's great. So this program is, I'm obviously expanding through the years that you've been doing it, as you said, starting on the county level ... How many at each workshop or Farmtastic event that you have, on average, how many kids would you say that you're reaching out to at a time? Julie White: Each time it kind of depends on actually how many days the event is. But the average is about 12 to 1500 in those four days. So ... John Long: Wow. Sorry I just blew into the microphone, but that's mind-blowing. Cobie Rutherford: Yeah, that's a lot. Julie White: So we're seeing a good number of kids for us as a 4-H program. It's a great opportunity for us to show what we have, as 4-H, since everything we do doesn't necessarily have to do with farming. There are some other things that our kids can be involved in, and so it's a great time for us to market our 4-H program, too. John Long: Now Julie, I know that you're a hard worker, and I know that you don't back up from anything, but you have to have help for these things. Julie White: I do. John Long: Now how many people do you have helping you with this? Because it's tiring me out hearing you say all that. Julie White: Yeah, I run ... Usually I utilize about 40 volunteers a day, and that's to get through all of the stations that are in the different focus areas, and to make sure that the kids have the best experience possible. So we're using a lot of volunteer hours when we do Farmtastic. John Long: Yeah. Thank you volunteers. Julie White: Yes, very much. John Long: Thank you. We can't do a lot of stuff without you, and we really appreciate you. A little plug for our volunteers. Julie White: That's right. John Long: Now I have to ask this, do you have a favorite area that you work in? Julie White: Well ... John Long: Yeah, out of everything, the whole thing, out of everything. Julie White: I do. Actually, there's probably two. A, I'm a livestock person. And so, of course the livestock room is always my favorite. Because being raised on a farm, and we have a farm now, it's kind of my thing. And yeah, to see the kids all hold that baby chick in that room, it's a really cool moment, especially for those that have never seen it. My other favorite is the forestry room. John Long: Really? Julie White: They get to the bubble blowers in that room. John Long: Oh yeah, I saw that. Julie White: So if you haven't seen a bubble blower, it's an actual stick of red oak, and red oak is very porous, and so it allows us to be able to blow bubbles through it. So they get a piece of wood that they get to blow bubbles through. And just watching them experience that concept of how a tree utilizes water ... But for us, we're utilizing bubbles. But we get to have some fun with wood, so that's my other favorite. John Long: You get an aha moment of it anyway, don't you? Julie White: Yeah, so ... Cobie Rutherford: That's pretty cool. So I'm sure you've seen a lot of eureka moments, where the light just flicked on in the kid's mind. Do you have a favorite? Julie White: I think for me, one of the favorites, and it's more because of the way my volunteers act, is because the kids walk from the livestock room into the agronomy room. Well in the agronomy room we have a cotton gin going, and we're ginning cotton. Well, of course the first thing we ask is, "So where's cotton come from?" And they're like, "A sheep!" And we're like- John Long: Well it does look kind of like cotton. Julie White: Yeah, it does. But then they're like, "Oh, it really doesn't?" And so we really get to hone-in on that. "No, here are the plants it comes from, here's where it's grown." John Long: It's a plant, not an animal. Cobie Rutherford: Right, yeah. Julie White: And so that one is really neat. And to watch how the volunteers react to the kids' reaction has been really a neat thing for me. John Long: That's good. That's really good. Cobie Rutherford: I can almost see the volunteers getting as much out of this in some cases as the youth, because they kind of see firsthand that disconnect that we all see on a daily basis. And then I guess from an adult standpoint, that gives them an opportunity to say, "Well I tell them an agriculture story is important." Julie White: Yep. John Long: Right. That's exactly right. Julie White: It does. And we try to utilize a lot of volunteers that are farmers, or that are involved in different industries in agriculture when we're out traveling. Because then they're actually getting to see what their consumers are saying. And so it gives them that consumer perspective John Long: It may be more so now than when we went to school, but ... And I think this is what is so important about 4-H, kind of the key thing that we teach in 4-H, is that, learn by doing, and that hands-on activity is so important to that learning process. And every station you have is that way. So those kids are not sitting in a classroom trying to regurgitate information. They're actually learning by that tactile touch, and everything. Julie White: Yes, and that's one of the things I try to emphasize to our volunteers as I'm doing volunteer orientation for the events, is, look, it's okay that they're not just standing there listening to you. It's okay that they're moving around, and really in each room, there's like seven activities for them to do. And so there's a lot going on in that one room. And so, sometimes my teachers are like- John Long: Be still! Julie White: What do you mean they're not going to just stand still?" John Long: Right right. "We can't handle that." Julie White: They have trouble. Yeah, they have trouble more than my kids do. My kids love it. John Long: Very freeing. Yeah, so ... Julie White: Yeah. And so it's one of those that I kind of have to talk to the volunteers and the teachers, and just be like, "Hey, let them do what they want to do. And it's okay if they don't touch everything," but just letting them do how they want to do. So ... John Long: Right. Right, right. And giving them a little freedom as far as what they're interested in, yeah. Cobie Rutherford: I remember a couple of years, well, I guess it was last year when you had it here on campus, we took Reason. And Reason had been terrified of chickens- John Long: Reason being your son. Cobie Rutherford: Reason is my son, yeah. He was terrified of chickens up to this point. So we took him in, and he got to hold a chick for the first time. And that was the first time he had seen a chicken outside of a commercial grower. And he just, it blew his mind. He couldn't wrap his head around why this chick wasn't yellow, and in a house with 60,000 friends. Julie White: Right, yeah. John Long: "Where are all your friends?" Julie White: Yeah, they, that's probably ... And that's, like I told you, that's one of my favorite spots, is because that is an aha moment for most of them. And even though we have to tell them that that chicken's going to end up growing up to be probably a chicken nugget. John Long: Right, your chicken nuggets, yeah. Julie White: But that whole little fuzzy baby chick thing, and we actually have them hatch in there, so they're getting to see the whole process. The whole "chicken or the egg" thing. So it's- John Long: We discussed that last time, didn't we? Cobie Rutherford: Mm-hmm (affirmative). Julie White: Yeah, so it's kind of a neat thing for them. So ... John Long: Oh, that's good. Cobie Rutherford: It also works out really well that Julie and her husband have a farm, because I know they use their own animals sometimes at these events. John Long: Oh, wow. Julie White: Yes, especially here in Starkville. It's ... Cobie Rutherford: Easy to transport. Julie White: Yeah, it's easy, and it's easier for me because I spent so much time at the exhibit. When we're having to feed and stuff, it's just easier to have ours there. But we do utilize 4-H-ers as we travel across the state to utilize ... Whatever county we're in, typically that county's 4-H-ers provide the animals for the exhibit. John Long: Boy, that's great outreach for them as well. That opportunity to go out and show what they know, too, so that's really good. And it's giving back to what 4-H has given them. That's great. Cobie Rutherford: Yeah and I said, I guess I misspoke there, they're probably not Julie's animals, they're probably your children's animals who are 4-H-ers, too. Julie White: Yes, yes. And they spend as much time at Farmtastic as I do because they love it as much as I do. So ... John Long: Right. That's awesome. It's a family event. Julie White: Yeah. John Long: Yeah. Julie White: Yeah. Morgan asks me all the time if I'm going to keep doing this until she's old enough to do it. And I'm like, "I don't know about that." John Long: Well, you know, time moves on. Julie White: Yes. John Long: Well, now what do you see in the future for Farmtastic? What are your visions for the future? We're not going to hold you to those, but ... Julie White: Yeah. No, I would love for us to be able to continue to do Farmtastic across the state, because I see the importance of us as an agriculture state promoting what we do. And to be there to promote what our farmers are doing on a daily basis, because people need to understand where their food and clothes come from. Cobie Rutherford: Absolutely. Julie White: And so I'd love to see us maybe scale back a little from doing that whole 12 a year to maybe doing at least one a region across the state. And if not, just a couple more than that. But I would love to see us be able to continue the program for a while and expand it in certain areas. And change it up just a little. It gets changed pretty regular, more or less because I get bored, more than ... With the same activities all the time, but that also- John Long: Because you've got a new crop of kids coming in. Julie White: Right. And so it's fun to change things up and let them see something new. John Long: Sure, sure. And that's keeping you fresh too, right? Julie White: Yes, yes. John Long: Not losing your mind. So with that, that is, like you said, expanding and changing things is going to be important. And we have a lot of things that change agriculturally, and otherwise. So, yeah. Julie White: So yeah, our technologies are changing every day. So there's going to be a lot of new things coming down the pipe that we're going to be able to show. John Long: I saw a drone spraying a field the other day. I knew it was just a matter of time, so ... Julie White: Yep, yep. Cobie Rutherford: I heard about that. John Long: Mm-hmm (affirmative). Julie White: So most of our kids will have the opportunity to go to school to be a drone pilot. John Long: See, now that's ... Julie White: And that's something we would've never thought of. John Long: The big yellow bird will be replaced by that. That's an airplane for people that don't know. Julie White: That's right. John Long: But anyway, but anyway. Well Julie, we certainly thank you for coming in, and the time just flies by when we do these things. Julie White: It does. John Long: And we really appreciate it. Now where can they go, our listeners, if we have listeners, I think we've got listeners. I hope so. If you're listening, Where can they go to get more information? Julie White: Our website is farmtastic.msucares.com. John Long: Oh, that was snappy. I like that. That's good, and easy to remember. Julie White: There you go. John Long: Easy to remember. And Cobie, where can they go to learn about 4-H in their area? Cobie Rutherford: So to learn more about 4-H, you can visit any county Extension office across the state or visit our website at extension.msstate.edu. John Long: And I love our website, because if you're in your county, and you just look to the right, it'll say, "Select a county," and it automatically takes you to the people that you need to be in contact with. Julie White: That's right. John Long: So, that's awesome. Well thank you. And with that, we're going to wrap up this edition of 4H4U2. Be sure and subscribe if you're not a subscriber already, and join us next time. Take care. Announcer: Thanks for joining us for 44H4U2. For more information, please visit extension.msstate.edu. And be sure to subscribe to our podcast. 4H4U2 is produced by the Mississippi State University Extension Service Office of Agricultural Communications.

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This week Miss White joins LJ and Flight Attendant Joe for a Cockpit conversation you will not want to miss. They discuss the in's and out's of airline mergers, working through contract negotiations as well as the ever so hot topic of dating within the airline industry. Are those rumors about dating pilots really true? Do they have a reputation for a reason? Miss White certainly shares her experience. We will let you be the judge. 

关注公众号与新浪微博“双语文摘”，参与更多英语学习。 The difference a teacher can make 老师的魅力- Steve, a twelve-year-old boy with alcoholic parents, was about to be lost forever, by the U.S. education system. Remarkably, he could read, yet, in spite of his reading skills, Steve was failing. He had been failing since first grade, as he was passed on from grade to grade. 史蒂夫已经12岁了，他的父母都是酒鬼，他就要彻底脱离自己的学校生活了。然而很明显，他能够阅读，但他总不及格。从一年级开始，一年一年过去了，他依然不及格。 Steve was a big boy, looking more like a teenager than a twelve year old, yet, Steve went unnoticed... until Miss White. 史蒂夫长得很健壮，看上去比12岁的孩子要大。但他一直都被人忽略，直到有一天怀特小姐的到来。 Miss White was a smiling, young, beautiful redhead, and Steve was in love! 怀特小姐总是笑容可掬，年轻，而且有一头迷人的红头发。她是史蒂夫喜欢的类型。 For the first time in his yo...

Welcome to the Weekend, Wonderlings, I’m your host Angela Bowen and welcome to another episode of Looking Back on my Wonder Years: A Wonder Years Podcast. Today I will be reviewing Season 2 Episode 2 Our Miss White. Which aired on December 8, 1988. In this episode we see Kevin develop a crush on his english teacher Miss White who convinces Kevin to try out for the part of Robert Kennedy in the civil rights movement centering around Dr. Martin Luther King's "I Have A Dream" speech a play entitled "The Times They Are A Changin' "that she wrote. Not a big fan of plays or acting Kevin decides the best way to get her to notice him as more than just her student is to take his place in spotlight and give the best performance of his life. Will Kevin come to realize his feelings for what they are or will the love bug consume him turning into the jealousy bug. Listen to find out! I want to give a sincere thank to all you listeners out there whether you listen to this podcast on Itunes or Soundcloud or any other listening platforms that you may use to hear this podcast. I love giving you the episode recaps of The Wonder Years every week joining me as I go into full detail as we reminisce of days gone by with Kevin and his friends Paul and Winnie, and the rest of the Arnold family. as well as giving my occasional running commentary and childhood stories. To stay connected to the podcast: you can visit my many social media sites: Facebook Page: at Looking Back on my Wonder Years: A Wonder Years Podcast Instagram: lbomwonderyearspodcast Twitter: wonderyearspod Gmail: lbomwonderyearspodcast@gmail.com Also if you enjoy this podcast rate, review and subscribe on Itunes so you won’t miss an episode. Tells your friends. Also check my social media sites which you can access using the links on my Soundcloud account on my Looking Back on my Wonder Years: A Wonder Years Podcast Page. I do trivia and listener questions, so if you would like a shout out on the podcast all ya gotta do is answer them. NOTE: I will be skipping over S2E3: Christmas to save that for December when I do the Christmas Episodes. Have a great weekend and I'll be back next Friday with S2E4: Steady As She Goes which aired on January 11, 1989. In this episode we see Kevin dip his toes into the dating pool as he sees kids pairing off and entering coupledom especially Winnie and Kirk as well as Paul and Carla. He feels the pressure and asks newcomer Becky Slater to go steady played Crystal McKellar sister of actress Danica McKellar (Winnie Cooper).

Take some time this week to remember your original happy hour: Saturday mornings as a kid, waking up at dawn, jumping on the couch with a bowl of chocolate cereal, turning on the ‘toons, tuning out the outside world, and working your way into a sugar hangover before noon. Join us this Saturday for a special encore presentation of our Unboxing The Wonder Years Complete Series On DVD episode, because the TV wasn’t only on during Saturday mornings! Walk down the ultimate GenX/Baby Boomer memory lane with us as we talk to our guests Kevin’s Dad (accomplished actor Dan Lauria) and The Wonder Years showrunner Bob Brush, and we unbox this long awaitedDVD release - thanks a lot, stupid music rights! - along with the bittersweet memories (plus 23 hours of bonus extras!) that come with it. So come play baseball in the street with Paul and take a noogie from Wayne while you pine for Winnie and Miss White all over again, you'll get by with a little help from, well, us. Yeah, we "like like" you, too. Disclamer: DVD contest no longer valid.

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I don't care if it's not prom season yet! This episode is all about CARRIE! CARRIE the book! CARRIE the musical! CARRIE the movie! CARRIE the breakfast cereal! What? There isn't a breakfast cereal yet!?!? (note to self...get on that! Should be pork flavored and turn the milk crimson!) I'm joined by my longtime friend, the nauseatingly talent OWEN ROBERTSON, who proves he's not actually a figment of my imagination by finally coming on the show to reminisce about the unfortunate young Miss White in all of her many (occasionally ridiculous) incarnations. We also get all serious and shit, pondering why STEPHEN KING's first monster has had such a lasting fascination, especially in the gay community. If you love CARRIE, you're going to have more fun than giving JOHN TRAVOLTA a big wet talking blowjob in the parking lot! (Well, maybe not that much fun!) If you don't love CARRIE, then you eat shit!

Did you ever use a tilly ticket in the bathroom?Over the years, we've answered lots of your questions about words and phrases that have to do with going to the bathroom.We've talked about euphemisms like I have to go see a man about a horse. Or that Victorian-era locution, I'm going to go pluck a rose. Or my favorite: I'm going to visit Miss White.We've also talked about the origin of biffy, a word for outdoor facilities. And we discussed how the word john may have become synonymous with that bathroom destination.But recently we received an email that has me puzzled. It's from Marge in Chula Vista, California. She writes: 'My brother and I have been reminiscing about our childhood, spent in an old house in New Hampshire, during World War II.  My mother always called toilet paper Tilly Tickets.'She continues: 'We don't have a clue where that expression came from.  Our memory was that when we were out of Tilly Tickets, we used the old scratchy patterns -- the kind used for sewing.'Eeeeuw. Well, her question made me squirm, and not just at the thought of using an old McCall's pattern. I have to admit I'm stumped. 'Tilly Tickets'? So I'm hoping you can help. Ever hear toilet paper called 'Tilly Tickets'? If so, did you ever hear a story to explain that name? Let us know. Our email address is words@waywordradio.org.One more thing: I want to share something I discovered while trying to find out about Tilly Tickets. You may recall that we've talked about the word lagniappe.  It's a term you're more likely to hear in the Gulf States, especially in southern Louisiana. It means 'a little something extra,' a little freebie that a vendor tosses in. A free keychain from your mechanic, or a calendar from a realtor--those are lagniappes.Well, it turns out that in Ireland, and parts of Newfoundland, they don't call it a lagniappe. They call it a tilly. I don't think this type of tilly has anything to do with Tilly Tickets. Just a little extra something I thought I'd toss in.Anyway, drop us a line if you know anything about Tilly Tickets. Hope you enjoyed this little tilly. If you like what you hear and learn, please consider a donation to our program. Thank you!--Get your language question answered on the air! Call or write with your questions at any time:Email: words@waywordradio.orgPhone: United States toll-free (877) WAY-WORD/(877) 929-9673London +44 20 7193 2113Mexico City +52 55 8421 9771Site: http://waywordradio.org.Podcast: http://waywordradio.org/podcast/Forums: http://waywordradio.org/discussion/Newsletter: http://waywordradio.org/newsletter/Twitter: http://twitter.com/wayword/Skype: skype://waywordradio Copyright 2009, Wayword LLC.

[This episode first aired February 23, 2009.]Does your 'handwriting' look like chicken scratches, calligraphy, or maybe something in between? Martha and Grant discuss the 'state of penmanship,' the phenomenon linguists call 'creaky voice,' euphemisms for going to the bathroom, and the New England expression 'I 'hosey' that!' There's a new book out about the history of penmanship. It's called Script & Scribble: The Rise and Fall of Handwriting, by Kitty Burns Florey. If you want to claim something--say, the front seat of a car or the last piece of cake--what do you say? 'Dibs'? 'Boney'? How about 'I hosey that!'? The hosts talk about this New England expression, its possible origins, and its equivalent in other parts of the country. A caller has a hard time remembering which is correct: 'Give the book to my husband and me,' or 'Give the book to my husband and I.' Martha offers a sure-fire, quick-and-easy way to know if 'husband and I' or 'husband me' are right every time.According to a listener in San Diego, when a DJ plays a great set, he's said to 'rinse it.'In honor of the 44th U.S. president, Quiz Guy Greg Pliska offers a word game 'Glom-a Obama.' The object: Figure out a series of rhyming two-word phrases by guessing the word to be added to the name 'Obama.' For example, if Mr. Obama had been born in one of Japan's second-largest city, he would be '_____________ Obama.''He's been sick three days 'hand-running.' Huh? In some parts of the country, 'hand running' means 'in succession, consecutively.' The hosts muse about the possible origins of this phrase.One of the Olsen twins does it, some public radio hosts do it, and at least one former U.S. president does it. Grant describes the curious speech trait linguists call 'creaky voice.'A 'red letter-day' is a special occasion. Martha explains how this term came to be.A listener says she and her husband called their unborn child 'wohube.' What other 'noms de fetus' are there?In this week's installment of 'Slang This!', a member of the National Puzzlers League tries to separate the real slang terms from the fake ones. Try this one: Which of the following expressions really is a British synonym for the 'willies', the 'heebie jeebies' or a similar kind of 'nervous freakout'? Would that be the 'belching withers' or the 'screaming abdabs'? And which of the following terms is Australian slang for 'people from the United States'? Is it 'septics' or 'songbirds'? (The Aussies are all rolling their eyes at this obvious answer.)If you're having a conversation with someone, are you speaking with them, speaking to them, talking to them, or talking with them? A caller wonders what differences, if any, exist among all those expressions.You might have heard Brits say 'I'm going to spend a penny' when they have to visit the loo. The hosts discuss the reason for this phrase, and other euphemisms for making a trip to the toilet, such as 'I'm going to 'visit Miss White' and 'I'm going to go drop off some friends at the lake.'A caller observes that after moving to Indianapolis, he noticed that many of the locals say the names of commercial enterprises as if they're plural or possessive, even when they're not, such as calling Walmart 'Walmart's.' Grant explains the inclination to add the S sound to the names of businesses in casual speech and writing.--Get your language question answered on the air! Call or write with your questions at any time:Email: words@waywordradio.orgPhone: United States toll-free (877) WAY-WORD/(877) 929-9673London +44 20 7193 2113Mexico City +52 55 8421 9771Site: http://waywordradio.org.Podcast: http://waywordradio.org/podcast/Forums: http://waywordradio.org/discussion/Newsletter: http://waywordradio.org/newsletter/Twitter: http://twitter.com/wayword/Skype: skype://waywordradio

Host:  Jerry Johnson Guests:  Lawrence Ford, Dir. Communications for the Institute for Creation Research; and Christine Tang, Miss White Settlement 2008.