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In this episode, Nick talks about A Romanian German Nazi, De Blasio's Love Life, Black Violence in Australia, Born Without A Brain, Bill's Allen Fined Again, A FL Woman's Ashes and A Naked Dead Guy! Support the show by going to http://hims.com/NICKDIP for your personalized ED treatment options. Watch Nick on the FREE RUMBLE LIVE LINEUP at 6pm ET https://rumble.com/TheNickDiPaoloShow TICKETS - Come see me LIVE! For tour dates and tickets - https://nickdip.com MERCH - Grab some snazzy t-shirts, hats, hoodies,mugs, stickers etc. from our store! https://shop.nickdip.com/ SOCIALS/COMEDY- Follow me on Socials or Stream some of my Comedy - https://nickdipaolo.komi.io/
Duke of Sports Eric Sklar reported that Cleveland Guardians pitchers Emmanuel Clase and Luis L. Ortiz were indicted for allegedly rigging pitches in an MLB betting scheme. Michael Monks discussed the LAPD exceeding its hiring budget due to the number of new recruits. Later, a bizarre pursuit involved a woman who fled in a minivan to Mexico and another suspect who ended up naked after a port-a-potty chase, finishing with a skinny-dip in the ocean. Meanwhile, the Broncos and Patriots are on fire, and nationwide travel chaos continues as the FAA reduces flights to ease stress on air traffic controllers. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
Paris residents can enter lottery to be buried next to Jim Morrison. Man drove stolen bus to Dublin because the other one was full of passengers. Balls Out Bowling is back where bowling naked is required. // Weird AF News is the only daily weird news podcast in the world. Weird news 5 days/week and on Friday it's only Floridaman. SUPPORT by joining the Weird AF News Patreon http://patreon.com/weirdafnews - OR buy Jonesy a coffee at http://buymeacoffee.com/funnyjones Buy MERCH: https://weirdafnews.merchmake.com/ - Check out the official website https://WeirdAFnews.com and FOLLOW host Jonesy at http://instagram.com/funnyjones - wants Jonesy to come perform standup comedy in your city? Fill out the form: https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSfvYbm8Wgz3Oc2KSDg0-C6EtSlx369bvi7xdUpx_7UNGA_fIw/viewform
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She got fired over a bra, and turned it into her life's mission.In this episode of Brand Rescue, Whitney Lee sits down with Jessica Wenger McPhaul, a fashion industry veteran who turned a moment of exclusion into a movement for representation. Jessica shares the story of a fitting session gone wrong that exposed how deeply the fashion world overlooks women of diverse backgrounds and body types.What could have ended her career instead became the spark that inspired her to build something better: a lingerie brand rooted in inclusivity, awareness, and empowerment.From color ranges that actually match real skin tones to the emotional impact of feeling seen, Jessica and Whitney unpack what it takes to create products and brands that truly represent everyone.---------Naked Rebellion on Instagram Jessica on Instagram Your Marketing Heroes on Instagram
In Texas, a fourth employee of Celina independent school district has been arrested in just over a month, deepening the turmoil in the North Texas school district already reeling from lawsuits and misconduct claims, including a school employee facing charges involving naked minors. A Scottsdale, Arizona fugitive wanted for child sex crimes has been captured in France after nearly two decades on the run. Drew Nelson reports.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
It's London, 1697 – the city bawling, bustling, brawling its way into the 18th century – and out of Smithfield mud and mischief comes William Hogarth, the man who drew London naked. This episode of London Calling follows the boy from Bartholomew Close who grew up to be the city's mirror, moralist, and mischief-maker. From A Harlot's Progress to Gin Lane, Hogarth painted a London of drunks, dreamers, rakes, and rogues – and in doing so, invented the modern comic strip, fought for artists' rights, and showed us ourselves, warts and all. It's the story of London's first true visual journalist: sharp-eyed, streetwise, full of bite and wit. The man who proved a picture really can be worth a thousand sins.
The current exhibition at the Zimbalista Gallery in Tel Aviv, “Blind, Bound, Bowed, Naked," presents a striking and contemporary look at Ofra Zimbalista’s work, exploring existence, human suffering, and compassion. At the heart of the exhibition stands the monumental installation “Game” (1994), created after the First Lebanon War, and which assumes additional layers of significance in these current times. Zimbalista's son, conductor and percussionist Chen Zimbalista, spoke with reporter Naomi Segal. (Photo: Courtesy Zimbalista Gallery)See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
This sermon was preached by Pastor Jimmy Macharia at Harvest Family Church HQThis is our year of Growth!You can give via the following methods: Buy goods and services Till No. 5178933. Paybill number 795194 Account number Purpose: tithe,offering,building Office number 0717062464
In this episode we're joined by Enzo Mthethwa - our naked roving reporter from San Francisco.Leaning in to our shared passion for vintage gay porn, we're doing a deep dive on the classic film, Boys in the Sand - a 1971 film by Wakefield Poole.Host: Gareth Johnson (www.gtv.blue)
前几个月突然想起了袁泉。在我上大学那几年,她曾经在姚谦的企划之下玩票似的发表了一些音乐作品,却是各个方面都可圈可点。找出《Short Stay》那张 CD 重温《一个人旅行》,没过几天就听到了薛诒丹的新专辑《孤独金鱼图鉴》里唱着“厌倦一个人旅行”(全专最喜欢的一首歌 btw),只觉得相差多年、并无关系的两首歌、两个女声,却彼此形成了很好玩的反差。 一个人,不是一个人,都没关系。现在只想出去走走。 曲目单: (00:00) CKTRL - rush (01:53) Dylan Henner - We Walked all the Way to the Lake and The Water Was So Still We Jumped in Naked (06:15) Sofie Birch, Antonina Nowacka - Suosan (09:39) Tom Skinner - Kaleidoscopic Visions (13:21) Kutiman - Dreams in Aspamia (16:52) Norma Suely, Luiz Bonfa - A Voz Do Violão (18:48) 袁泉 - 一个人旅行 (23:02) Passepartout Duo - From Tbilisi (26:48) Speakers Corner Quartet feat. Tirzah - This Is How We Walk On The Moon (29:48) Kate NV - Du Na (34:29) Farao, Laraaji - Voice Continues (38:43) Wonderful Aspiration Of The Source - Cadence (42:05) ddwy - Heuldro'r Haf (46:24) Matthew Herbert, Momoko Gill - Calm Water (48:52) Pantha du Prince - Gymnopédie No. 3 - Pantha du Prince Rework (FRAGMENTS / Erik Satie) (53:55) Stavroz - Should've Brought an Umbrella 《周末变奏》开通豆瓣页面,欢迎标记、点评。 → 选曲/撰稿/配音/制作/包装:方舟 → 主题音乐:Yu Su → 题图版式:六花 → 私信/合作联络: 小红书/微博/网易云/小宇宙 @线性方舟 → 《周末变奏》WX听友群敲门群主:aharddaysnight
OUR PATREON PAGEhttps://www.patreon.com/NakedNudistsAndNaturistsWelcome to "Naked, Nudists, and Naturists", the Official Podcast for the "American Association for Nude Recreation" - and the show that celebrates clothes free living, body acceptance, and removing all barriers to living your best life!Join host Frank Stone and correspondent Lisa Monroe, as they celebrate clothes free living with naturist stories; interviews; nude recreation; accepting your body; developing a positive self body image; and enjoying social naturism for all of the right reasons!(Please note that we are NOT about swinging, sexual activity, streaking, aggressive behavior, or anything else that deviates from the joy of appropriately living without your clothes).From our naturist studio - yes, all employees work each day in the nude (is there any other way?) - to your ears, we are all about bringing the "Naked. Nudists, and Naturists" clothes free lifestyle to all. A new show is all yours every Saturday morning at 6:00 am ET. Join us and enjoy clothes free living! Our show is on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Google Podcasts, iHeart Radio; and Amazon Music; Find us on Twitter and Bluesky, too! ON TODAY'S SHOW:- BRADY DELL - Naked Runner from "Pine Tree Associates" (Part 2)- PAUL Z. WALKER - Naturism Author- LISA/FRANK - Listener Email and "Wreaths"PINE TREE ASSOCIATEShttps://pinetreeclub.orgPAUL Z. WALKERhttps://zjuzdme.orghttps://www.amazon.com/stores/P.Z.-Walker/author/B014SD2SAY?ref=ap_rdr&isDramIntegrated=true&shoppingPortalEnabled=trueWrite to us early and often - Website, Email, Spotify, YouTube, or on Twitter and Bluesky, and let us know how your clothes free life is going!OUR WEBSITENakedNudistsAndNaturists.com OUR MERCHANDISEhttps://nakednudistsandnaturists.com/shop/TWITTERhttps://x.com/NakedForev69351BLUESKYhttps://bsky.app/profile/nakedforev69351.bsky.socialEMAIL - We want to hear from YOU, so please EMAIL us at: NakedForeverMore@gmail.comAMERICAN ASSOCIATION FOR NUDE RECREATIONhttps://www.aanr.comLISTEN ON:APPLE PODCASTShttps://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/naked-nudists-and-naturists/id1695296974SPOTIFYhttps://open.spotify.com/show/66iqJxLBmseAZ6DkFlUdI5
Naked and afraid. A woman had just gotten out of the shower when she heard intruders. Her heart stopped. Was she the victim of a home invasion?! Turns out - the three men who burst in through her locked door are actually workers from the building. She's so freaked out she's moving. And if you're traveling... Pack your patience. As the longest government shutdown goes on... Today there were more than one thousand delays and almost as many cancellations. And in the midst of the chaos... This -- fear in the sky as passengers put on oxygen masks after their plane lost pressure and dropped over the Grand Canyon. Plus, it's a grande frenzy at Starbucks! All over a cute, limited edition bear cup that is selling out everywhere. And if you want one... It's gonna cost you. They are selling like hot cakes on eBay... For more than 500 bucks a pop. And if you think 500 dollars for a bear cup is crazy… you won't believe this...the world's most expensive toilet. It's made of solid 18 karat gold and is up for auction at Sotheby's in New York with an opening bid of 10 million dollars! It's actually a sculpture by a well-known artist. To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Send us a textIn this show, the boys tackle several subjects...Firstly, they discuss whether stealthy farting is indeed immoral and doubly so if you don't own up to the fartSecondly, they discuss whether tourism should be capped everywhere to protect local residents in tourist areas, or whether there are alternative ways to manage the situation.Finally, they discuss whether being naked in your own home can, at times, actually be illegal.But what are your thoughts on any of these subjects? Do you agree with Tony or Tayo, or do you have different views?Tune in and listen to the discussion. Please let us have your comments on these subjects.Links used during the show:-https://youtu.be/Sh2iJkkdnhI-https://youtu.be/zx3JMdSDTJsAlthough we much prefer effusive praise
This week we provide recourse for a randy royal, organise an on-air riot and, for Halloween, get confused over which witch is which.From host Andrew Hunter Murray and The Skewer's Jon Holmes, Radio 4's newest Friday night comedy The Naked Week returns with a blend of the silly and serious. From satirical stunts to studio set pieces via guest correspondents and investigative journalism it's a bold, audacious take not only on the week's news, but also the way it's packaged and presented.An unusual production for BBC Radio 4Host; Andrew Hunter Murray Guests: Bella Hull, Lisa WebbInvestigations Team: Cat Neilan, Cormac Kehoe, Freya ShawWritten by: Jon Holmes Katie Sayer Gareth Ceredig Jason Hazeley James KettleAdditional Material: Karl Minns Vivienne Hopley-Jones Cooper Mawhinny Sweryt Helen Brooks Ali Panting Kevin Smith Sophie DicksonLive Sound: Jerry Peal Post Production: Tony Churnside Clip Assistant: David Riffkin Production Assistant: Molly PunshonAssistant Producer: Katie Sayer Producer: Jon HolmesExecutive Producer: Phil Abrams.an unusual production for BBC Radio 4.
In Dearborn Heights, Michigan, former residents expose years of alleged sexual, physical, and psychological abuse inside Vista Maria, a once-celebrated, soon-to-close residential treatment facility for at-risk girls. Governor Ron DeSantis has signed Florida’s 17th death warrant of 2025, ordering the execution of Richard Barry Randolph, a 63-year-old inmate convicted of the rape and fatal beating of his former manager. Drew Nelson reports.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
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We are so thankful for Friday, which is jam packed today. We have robbing the cashless bank and a woman inside the walls in the Ill-Advised News. We hear the Bad Moms Club announcement, learn about Breakfast the pig, and RAGE on a Friday. We play The Twin Game, and go for a 2nd Ill with the naked man chain sawing outdoors and a drunk teacher at school. Support the show and follow us here Twitter, Insta, Apple, Amazon, Spotify and the Edge!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
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Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 28 Sandwiches? In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels. Some masks hide who we are. Others show who we want to be I could bowl Mercy over with a feather. Rio and I are doing the same social mechanics and come to the same conclusion. There are three reasons to marry a gay guy; 1. money, 2. social pressure and 3. camouflage. Felicity doesn't need the money, so we simply assumed it to be number two. We totally missed the other reason; Felicity is a lesbian. Rio takes it in her slow and easy style. She walks up and puts Felicity in a gentle Mercy, Felicity, Rio sandwich. "I am going to have so much fun breaking you in," Rio whispers affectionately to Felicity. "When you get good at it, I'll let you play with Mercy, she likes to be played with but you have to be firm. Do you like it firm and hard, my most favorite and annoying little Ass-Tramp?" Subtle like a freaking tsunami. Mercy recovers from her shock to nod her head vigorously. "What about Barbie Lynn?" Felicity inquires with velvet hunger. "She's Zane's," Rio informs her. Felicity looks a bit disappointed. "Zane shares her though, so don't expect her to fall in love with you," then leans in and up, "but you'll find out her lips, titties and ass are to die for. Now let's go back to my room and let me show you some things," Rio grins, looks over her shoulder and gives me a wink. Who's room? Barbie Lynn pats my ass then skips after the trio. "We are going to lube up Mercy and try out some of the basics," Rio instructs Felicity. "We'll see what intrigues you then I'll send you home with some toys to practice with and, well, loosen you up a bit. Mercy didn't become fantastic overnight. I had to work on her a lot. See, and the conversation is drowned out by the rest of the students on the floor. No one has batted an eye about Mercy, Rio, and/or Felicity either. Maybe I really am the downfall of the Judeo-Christian tradition after all. Rio is taking responsibility for Mercy. Mercy just stepped out to the World as her true self, a tiny, tiny step anyway. Barbie Lynn is playing Dorm Mother in spades and in a manner way beyond the Handbook's job description. Valarie, Vivian and Iona have gathered together then when Vivian finger-beckons me over. I saunter over to see what's going to go wrong with my life next, and if they have any Tribbles hiding there I'm going to burn the little bastards in the sink. That's not what brings me over. "All the Advocate-candidates have been approached and agreed to serve," Vivian seems amused to inform me. "They want what little ceremony exists to be performed and the Advocates sworn in at 9pm." "Has someone worked on an Oath of Office," I groan. 'To one's self be true', what else can I say? "It seems some of the prelaw students actually had a little contest and they've put something together," Vivian smiles warmly. "It has been downloaded to your phone, it is under Advocate Oath of Office." "Why are you being such a smart ass?" I look her over. "Hasn't my day been bad enough?" "Zane, have you seen your phone log for the past twelve hours?" Vivian asks me. I have been ignoring my phone, in fact. I check it now and I bless those hard working Taiwanese and the huge memory capacity they've put in my global lifeline; otherwise my phone would have melted down hours ago. Fuck, I have phone calls from people I don't even know, who live in, France, Germany, Brazil and Belarus? I rack my mind to remember where Belarus is, blonde-haired, blue eyed Slavic ladies, now I know! The viewing of Star Trek humiliations seem to be universal but at least they don't know my name or face. There is some serious Time Lord Mafia paddling over this one. They've used my damn private phone number. "When do you think you'll talk to Rio," Iona asks cautiously. "I'll take care of that right now, while she's feeling happy and playful," I comfort Iona. "Besides, it could be worse; everyone is looking for a pudgy Sasquatch, not me." The three ladies all stare at me. "Oh fuck," I groan. "Well," Vivian looks away (oh hell), "the footage sort of shows you taking a shower plus your name and phone number." "But your transformation into is a fur-ball is truly precious," Valarie comforts/mocks me. "All my gal-pals out West think you are so cute; Phoenix, one of my Mom's jailbird friends, even used the 'too cute' emoticon and I didn't even think she knew what emoticons were. She sent it to all her buds still in lock-up too." "Great, I'm popular in a women's correctional facility, at least it is in another state," I sigh upward. I pray to God that never becomes relevant. "Hell, I have a housewife in Belarus she wants me as a house pet." "What does she look like?" Valarie seems curious. "How would I know?" I am somewhat offended. Valarie takes my phone but I don't resist too much. She scrolls a bit then hits the number. "Don't call her," I bark. Valarie laughs then hands me my phone back. She shows me the 'entirety' of the girl's message. Nice bikini, or what there is of it and I can't imagine it being too practical that far north. She is divorced, with a one year old son, 22 years old and fresh out of college with a job as a PR specialist for a real estate development firm. She also speaks seven freaking languages, I feel like such an underachiever right now, or male underwear model. Maybe I'll make her a pen pal ~ she's a half a world away. I should be safe. Right now I can't play it safe though; I have to go play with Rio and I know that violates my health insurance under the 'feeding dangerous animals' clause. "Zane," Iona offers to take my phone so I give it to her (why should I distrust her right?). Her delicate little fingers fly across it then she hands it back. "You now have a fifteen minute warning," she is trying to be helpful. "Paige seems to have vanished," I request, "so when you see her, tell her to give us some peace please." The three of the saner women I know give me a nod. I round the final screen and there is my sleeping platform. Barbie Lynn and Felicity are examining a stunning large collection of sexual aids (that my credit card must have paid for), which Rio is sedately explaining to them, sort of what you would expect from a Mary Kay or Avon saleswomen. Mercy is bent over the bed, pushing up her ass by standing on her toes, skirt and panties gone and surreptitiously undoing her blouse buttons when she thinks Rio isn't looking. Mercy even flashes a precious grin my way when she sees me. It is the 'Weeee! I'm about to get fucked' look. While amiably chatting away, Rio puts her hand over one of Felicity's hands and leads it over to Mercy's flank. Felicity puts up a token resistance. "Do that again and it will cost you," Rio purrs. Felicity stares at Rio's feral nature, seeing her truly for the first time then obeys. "Good girl," Rio coos in Felicity's ear. That reminds me what I've forgotten to do today, the air filters. I look around the various wardrobes for some sort of precision tool like a baseball bat, crowbar, sledgehammer, fire axe or chainsaw, I have a cricket bat? What the hell am I doing with a cricket bat? Isn't that the National sport of India; is it even played on this continent? It may be one of a kind; I'll spare it. "Zane!" Rio snaps. Apparently she's been calling my name for a second or two. "Yeah Bro, what do you need?" I answer. I'm not being attacked by someone so she must need something from me. "Felicity is self-conscious about being naked in front of us girls," Rio grins. "Could you pick out a swimsuit for her that is conservative and demur?" In Rio-speak that means three small circle Band-Aids and some dental floss. "What color would you like Felicity?" I ask. She says white; I groan because when you sweat/drip on white it becomes translucent. Maybe she's teasing me. I pick out a Rio-approved set (she has a whole drawer labeled 'Slut Wear' after all), hides it from her until I walk around and hand the 'suit' to Rio. Top lesson: 1. Rio is in charge. Rio approved approves the look suit then hands it to Felicity. "You expect me to wear this?" Felicity gasps. "That's going to cost you Sweet-cheeks," Rio grins wickedly. "I can't wear this," Felicity stammers. Rio puts a finger to her lips to stop Felicity from saying anything else. "I apologize, Ms. Tolliver," Rio nods, "I think you are in the wrong place. Thank you for the books; good-bye now." Felicity is looking back and forth between Rio, Barbie Lynn, Mercy and me. Barbie Lynn gives Felicity a friendly shrug; I mirror that gesture while Rio takes up a medium lavender dildo, a bottle of lube and pours an expertly delivered thin stream on the tool and Mercy's asshole as if they are one. She's pointedly ignoring Felicity. Felicity is a 'Prom Queen' type and now some jumped-up freshman has dismissed her like she is nothing; I doubt that has ever happened before. On the other hand, Rio is brazenly open with her sexuality and sexual desires; a freedom Felicity has always felt denied her. Felicity almost makes a crucial mistake but I catch her starting to form the words 'I'm sorry' to me but I redirect her with a tilt of my head. "I apologize," Felicity whispers. "Zane, could you take over for me please," Rio says. I step around to her far side and start working my dildo slowly into Mercy's rectum. She wiggles her ass playfully to the intrusion. Rio steps up to Felicity, rises up on her tiptoes and grips Felicity's head firmly but gently. Rio tries to kiss Felicity but I can tell the taller blonde's jaws clench and her body stiffens. "One last chance," Rio insists. She lets the implications sink in then kisses her again. It is a close thing but Felicity finally breaks down and let's Rio's tongue master her tongue, mouth and lips. Felicity moan eradicates a decade of repression and denial and it is with some reluctance that the taller blonde lets the short, darker Rio settle down. Rio presses a finger to Felicity's lips again. "This is going to be the last time I'm nice to you for some time," Rio begins. She stops Felicity from speaking once more. "Zane and I are closer than family, he's number 1 in my book; there is no other. I will call you whatever I want to call you and you will not talk back. My safe words are 'That fucking hurts' or clapping your ankles together if you can't speak." "Mercy is mine; hurt her and I will bury you, my hand to God. Outside of that, I will use you like I want to. I will show you things you've only read about, make you dress in clothes that terrify you, and press you as hard as I can because I care about you Felicity. Are you a virgin?" Rio inquires. "Yes," Felicity moans somewhat frightened. "Your vaginal virginity is yours, your oral and anal virginity are mine," she explains. "When I say come over, don't make excuses, bring your ass to wherever I am. I am going to be hard on you and give you to my friends to play with because it amuses me, clear? Are you okay with this; if you aren't, this is your last chance to back out because I will hunt your ass down after tonight." "I can, I'm okay with this," Felicity says with less trepidation. "Okay Bitch," Rio growls, "Take off your shoes, panties and skirt; pick out the paddle you think you deserve to be spanked with and bed over the bed. That shirt better not be in the way. Oh, you are leaving your bra with me tonight, go home without it. You only wear panties if you have my permission as well." "Yes, Felicity falters. "Call me Rio," she clarifies. "I'm not afraid of who the fuck I am. You've looked down at people like me all your life and now you are going to be as degraded as what you wanted me to go through. Payback is a bitch." "Yes Rio," Felicity confirms softly. "Well, get to it," Rio snaps and swats Felicity's ass. "I want to waste some time on my beautiful, wonderful, annoying slut here," she moved to Mercy, "and her tricky little self has been taking off her clothes without my permission." The slap Rio plants leaves a red handprint on Mercy who exhales contentedly at Rio's attention. "Oh, you've been a naughty little fuck-slut, and you are wetter than the damn river," Rio whispers in Mercy's ear as one hand pumps the vibrator in her ass and the other strokes her wet cunt. Yeah Rio, that's putting the fear of God in Mercy, right. Felicity takes the most-wicked looking paddle available and I've never even seen Rio consider using. "Bro, we have a meeting at 9pm so we need to break it up in about an hour," I give the bad news. "Zane, damn, take over Mercy once more; I trust you with her but I want tears and if you could get her to bite up a ball gag, I'd appreciate it," Rio asks. Mercy has been placated and her position with Rio affirmed. She's a happy little Bottom once more because Rio finds her annoying, which means 'love' when translated into sane people-speak. "Barbie Lynn, warm her up for me," Rio requests of the blonde bombshell as she falls on Felicity's behind's like a Bedouin dying of thirst. I can see Felicity about to turn and plead for Barbie Lynn's attention because she mistakenly believes BLT will be hesitant. Boy, she's in for a surprise. Barbie Lynn's thumbs push the base of Felicity's softly resistant ass up and apart. Barbie Lynn is lapping like a dog at Felicity's cunny alternating flicks of the tongue along the labia and short, rapid intrusions. "What kind of sick masochist are you?" Rio snarls, waving Felicity's chosen paddle before her eyes. "I use this to crush the skulls of rogue water buffaloes; where was I supposed to hit you; on the asses of your ancestors cause that was where you were headed? What the hell was this even doing in my collection anyway?" "Also, what are you doing with your bra still on? I'm going to want those bad boys milked before you escape tonight," Rio grumbled. "You didn't, Felicity starts to protest even as Barbie Lynn twirls her toward orgasm. "Shut up!" Rio hisses. "Barbie Lynn, teach her a lesson." Barbie Lynn frees up one hand long enough to give her one 'moderate' spank. "Where is Paige; I need her nimble, spider-like finger of Evil." I can't seem to spot her so Paige is forced to clear her throat, she has carefully hidden herself behind my, pillow; she's hiding by the simple expedients of being in semi-darkness and being very still. It is so eerie I almost love her, love her. "Jesus H. Christ," Rio jumps. "I'd put bells on you but I'd probably end up with them in my cunt, now that actually, focus Rio!" she chastises herself. "Paige, help me strip my latest toy down and give her nipples a stress test," Rio requests. "Deal, but you need to do me one favor," Paige starts crawling over toward Felicity. "Sure, now get snappy," Rio urges her on as starts to pull Felicity's shirt over the girl's head. "Forgive me for forcing Iona to help me and the Time Lord Mafia," Paige cashes in her favor immediately. It is all the more self-sacrificial in that I suspect Cordelia kept Paige out of the whole plot. "Bitch," Rio seethes at Paige, "if you messed up Iona I'll still find a way to make you pay, I promise you." "You granted me a favor," Paige reminds Rio cautiously. "Zane, do something," Rio pleads. "I've already sworn not to make the responsible parties pay, beyond what Cordelia has already granted me," I grin. "I get Paige's ass whenever I want, how often I want, until the end of October," I add. Paige lowers her head and trembles with fear and anticipation; the 'threat' of anal sex is something Paige and I are working through plus, since Paige fears it, Rio will love the fantasy vision of Paige squirming on my 'meaty pole', see Barbie Lynn's thesaurus. Rio can't get away from Paige fast enough, falling into the narcotic pleasures of Mercy's treasures. Rio is often misunderstood; pain is a daily part of her life brought about by her blatantly aggressive lifestyle and the wraiths of her past. Mercy isn't in any danger; she could hardly be safer at the moment, figuratively speaking. Mercy's ass and cunt are getting a workout to the point I'm afraid that Rio is going to shove that dildo all the way into Mercy's colon and Rio's tongue might end Mercy's 'pesky' virginity by tongue-muscle action alone. Paige shoots me a sad smile before she gets on her back and starts sliding under Felicity. When they are face to face, but running in different directions, Paige and Felicity exchange some wistful kisses. "You are beautiful," Felicity moans down at the pale pink lips and snowy skin of someone who is working both overtime at being my lover and more importantly, a friend to my group of friends. "I know," Paige responds confidently before wiggling her way further under Felicity. Soon she has the first taste most likely anyone has had over of her breasts and nipples. I can tell when Paige draws in the first full gulp of tit because Felicity goes off like a bronco mare with a cougar cub on her back. She is making deep, guttural moans but at least she's not screaming her head off. "Rio, do you want Felicity to taste my tits?" Paige asks. Rio is being petulant. "Rio, if you want I'll never talk to Paige or Iona again because they are both Time Lord Mafia and they all had a part to play in this," I declare. "I know of only one who didn't, and if she's my sole friend with them after this, so be it, but you have to let me fight my own fights alone from time to time and let me decide what counts as a victory." "Fuck the bitches," Rio pops up, much to Mercy's astonishment, "One is more than enough." "Fine, Iona is out Rio. The only one who didn't have a part in this morning was Paige," I tell Rio. "I'll go tell her that you two are done, but I'll have you know she was operating under my orders, sort of. I told her not to go against Cordelia and she did as I asked." Rio seems truly conflicted for the longest time then she drapes herself over Mercy's body. "Honey-hole reach back, take over and keep yourself going or I'll make you feel up each Karate Club member during practice Monday," Rio purrs to her lover. Mercy hastily obeys because I think something about the way the situation playing out intrigues her. Rio shuffles down to Barbie Lynn, Felicity's posterior and Paige's head. "You fucking lied to me you freaky douche," Rio declares venomously at the albino Paige. Paige wisely keeps silent, there is nothing positive she can say. SheRio plants four resounding smacks on Felicity's exposed bottom. Felicity squeals, distracting Rio momentarily. "You'll pay for that, you skank," Rio hisses at Felicity. "Paige, how fucking dare you disappoint me," she growls. "How dare you act above my expectations; you are almost a human being," Rio finishes - as if the term 'human being' is as horrid a term as ATF agent or fashionista. Rio stands up and views her domain. Mercy is going all out though she clearly misses her Top and Felicity is panting herself toward another, more prolonged climax. "Barbie-licious, would you take care of my prize for me; you know what she likes," Rio requests with a hint of her normal madness. "Paige, give her some nipple-age and I'm going to break in Felici-hump's whore-hole." For the English-speaking public that means (I think) that Paige is to open her own shirt, unfasten her front-access bra and lead Felicity's lips to those translucent, succulent breasts I find so tasty. Felicity is clearly in a sexual buzz; otherwise she might spend precious minutes trying to figure out that Rio just declared her intention to introduce Felicity to anal sex of the strap-on variety. "Hey, pansy-boy," Rio mocks me and my reclining majesty, "get over here and give me some of that magic tongue and finger work that will turn her back into a straight." That's just mean. "Please don't make me like men," Felicity stammers. Her eyes are glassy and feverish. Rio smacks both buttocks this time and Felicity squeals louder. "You don't get to talk, you listen," Rio commands. "You are a perfect lover, a lesbian," Rio explains from some teasing twisted core. "We simply sleep with men to control them, but I don't want you sleep with Lance without my permission, is that understood?" Felicity keeps her words within her lips as well as going back to use another one of Paige's nipples for further succor. This is just bizarre, the bi-sexual is demanding/empowering the lesbian to not sleep with her gay fianc , I couldn't write stuff this weird and then avoid rehab. "In fact, Zane has an in with your future Mother-in-law and she'll tell him if she even suspects her baby boy is having sex with a woman," Rio double-pumps her eyebrows at me. Rio doesn't 'know' that I'm having sex with Rochelle Wellington; Felicity's soon to be MIL. We do both know Lance, the fianc , likes playing with other men's cocks. We have the video file to prove it too. "You step out on me and I'll sell you to that sorority next door to Zane's house for a weekend," Rio threatens. Felicity isn't Mercy, she's repressed while Mercy is perverse (by outside standards). Full exposure to the town at large frightens Felicity because she doesn't want deal with the social consequences of being labeled homosexual. Mercy is actually afraid of her sexual proclivities themselves as well as the real physical danger of exposure. Once Felicity finds her own identity her relationship will change, in essence she'll never replace Mercy in Rio's heart. There is never going to be that vulnerability and utter acceptance that those two have. Felicity is going to be fun and in time I think Hudson Lane may be a better match as a companion. Hudson and Felicity are adults where Rio fights adulthood with every breath. Rio's choice in strap-ons is odd to say the least; the only time Rio had shown it to Mercy, Mercy had been afraid, afraid that Rio would waste their time on something so, unimpressive. Until I noticed Mercy's distress that morning I didn't think Rio had something so, (training wheels?) in her arsenal; this was what Rio picked to break Felicity in. No one knows my buddy like I do. Rio is still working Felicity's bunghole over with a sole finger when she leans over the tall slender blonde's back. Rio uses one hand to cord that long hair until it is one thick mass, and then she pulls it back like a corded rein. It isn't until the tip of the dildo nestles into the cusp of Felicity's sphincter that Felicity figures out what's about to happen. "No Rio, please, I don't want this," Felicity panics. "Sssh," Rio coos, "it is going in and I'm going to teach you how." "Rio, I don't," Felicity trembles. "Why?" Rio whispers her question. 'Why is Felicity afraid of this violation' is what Rio is aiming for. They stay there locked and silent. After a minute, Rio picks up her actions. "When I begin to thrust forward, I want you to use your inner muscles to push back," Rio says tenderly. Rio goes forward and Felicity tenses so she stops. "Relax, it won't hurt, only feel funny," Rio assures her. Not always true but, This time things culminate with Felicity gives a sharp gasp followed by a whispered sigh. "Okay," Rio murmurs to her prey, "I am tired of doing all the work. You need to push back now," she continues. "Come back against me you cunt-loving whore." Felicity bucks slightly and shakes her head. "No, no," she pleads at barely above a whisper herself. "It's okay," Rio runs a hand along Felicity's spine. "You can come back later if you like. Your ass is mine but I'll wait for you to give it to me but, no cunt for you to taste or lips upon your cunt until then Felicity. I'll be taking care of Barbie Lynn for you". Rio winks at me, "Or more likely you are leaving her for Zane, man that he is; you know she'll get addicted to that cock eventually." Bang! Felicity looks heart-shot. Felicity starts working Rio's artificial cock down her asshole. Rio looks at me and gives the best 'Home Alone!' face I've ever seen. She's floored that Felicity has been sucked into our mad circus. She then puts both hands on Felicity's hips. "Slow down Felicity, and welcome to the club," Rio grins down at her. Felicity rests for about thirty seconds then Rio spanks each flank. "Giddy-up now; you still have four inches to go." "I thought I could stop," Felicity whined. "You said, "You stopped; I let you stop," Rio sneered, "Now I'm telling you to back your sweet ass up." I'm going to give Rio a Janus mask for Christmas. I'd get her medication for her insanity but I know she'd eventually slip it into my food no matter what. "Come on now Felicity-Sugah," Barbie Lynn joins it. "You always had such a gentle hand training me in Karate. It'd be a crying shame if no other girls got to feel the way you made me feel. You have always been so strong, be strong now." Felicity rotates her head somewhat foal-like and stretches the hair Rio is using as a rein before she pushes back again. This time when Felicity stops Rio slaps her ass lightly. My buddy also grins madly at me and mouths 'I am so going to Hell over this' then giggles. I mouth back 'Right beside you'. Felicity is finally all the way back and resting when Mercy begins to shudder violently. "Holygoddamnfuckingpieceofshit!!!!" Mercy howls into the sheets. Barbie Lynn hammers her bunghole and mangles her clit so much that she repeats the phrase three times in rapid succession and all the time she looks as compassionate as a mother changing a newborn. Felicity takes that inspiration and runs with it. Rio is pulling back with the strap-on when Felicity pushes back hard. Rio pushes her forward and rotates her hips for more of a sensation before snatching up a slender blue paddle that seems more flexible than rigid. She quickly makes good use of it, stinging Felicity's rump and making the ride home for her interesting. Paige starts flicking Felicity's clit but that is more than Felicity can take. Thankfully she releases Paige's right tit before she clamps her teeth and bows her back up and down multiple times as orgasm hits her. Rio has to grip Felicity's hips tightly to not be bucked off and she's loving it. Felicity collapses on Paige but I quickly roll Felicity on her back, Rio's strap-on slides out painlessly, so I can pull Paige to me. Paige and I exchange a heated kiss while Rio unfastens the dildo, lets it fall to the floor. Rio crawls on the bed, hooks a finger into Mercy's collar and forces the exhausted beauty to follow her farther up the bed. Rio reclines against the headboard with Mercy resting her head on her Mistresses stomach, hair cascading over Rio's stomach, crotch, and thigh as well as her own face. Rio is running her hands through her lover's hair with an affection few at the school would believe. Barbie Lynn decides to take her own approach with Felicity. She mentioned experimenting with girls before meeting me on the day I first moved into this dorm, downstairs and a long, long time ago it seems. With the fear that permeated this place, it was probably furtive touches at night in bed with your roommate or a quick grope in the showers. Felicity barely has the time to register Barbie's presence before Barbie Lynn has Felicity's legs up, bent at the knees and cunt full exposed. Barbie doesn't dive in, instead crawling onto Felicity's body until they are face to face. Felicity gets this surprised, I can't believe this is finally coming true' face, the Barbie Lynn's lips are pressing hers. "Hey Honey-Trap," Rio snaps playfully, "what do you think you are doing with my Thing Two?" (Note: Never combine Rio and Doctor Seuss on You Tube; legions of little minds will be forever corrupted) "Give it a rest Rio," Barbie Lynn looks up and grins at my Bud, "Felicity gets a time-out and she gets to have it with me, are we clear?" This is not a fight I'm stepping into and Rio, Mercy and Barbie Lynn know it. Barbie Lynn doesn't ask for much from Rio and is pretty tolerant of her so now that Barbie Lynn is making a stand and, "This is really hard on her," Rio says affectionately. "Take your time." I leave Barbie Lynn and Felicity to play and carry Paige around to the far side of Rio. Paige is coiled around my body so I doubt she could be happier outside of 'bouncy, bouncy'. "What's going on Babe," I whisper to Rio. "What's your game?" "Don't tell anyone because they won't believe you but I've been reading," she tilts her forehead against mine. "I've been reading the diary of an actual dominatrix by the firelight of me burning 'Fifty Shades of Someone Stupid'." "You are right," I snicker, "no one would ever believe you actually read a book." She punches me then Mercy shoots me a weak blow to the ribs. "Hey you," Rio tapped Mercy's nose, "who said you could get in a fight? I think someone is getting hog-tied and ice cubes rubbed up and down their spine." Mercy shivers happily. "Do you want to do anything like that with me," Paige purrs. "I want to sneak into your parent's room and fuck you hard on their bed in every position we can think of," I state calmly, as if I've given it great thought. Paige's dampness streams down onto my left hip and thigh as she shivers in delight. It is all about knowing your partner. This forbidden act knocks her right out of the ballpark. "Are we, you and I, any closer?" Paige murmurs. "You know who has my heart, Paige, but we are closer, if that matters," I tell her. "When did that happen?" Paige smiles up at me. "About fifteen minutes ago," I kiss the tip of her nose. "So I had to lie to a total nut-job to save another friend of yours and risk a beating to take us a step forward, and it wasn't the black leather micro-mini," Paige moans as finds the perfect spots on my chest and lap to settle into. It is a precious few minutes we share, with Rio alternating tender caresses with pinches to the nipples and slaps to the breasts, buttocks and thighs. Mercy makes mewling little sighs in response to both sets of gestures. Felicity has finally rolled Barbie Lynn over and engaging in every less-than-vanilla sexual act she thinks she's missed over the three years she's known, showered with, and competed with my Georgia Honey-box. By the play of Barbie's right hand, the thick, sloppy sound that's emanating from between Felicity's thighs and Felicity's shortness of breath, Barbie Lynn is driving her former classmate made with lust. "Bro, can I turn Mercy into an ice cream dispenser? Sort of 'squeeze these wonderful titties' then scoop out some Neapolitan from her cunt," Rio snickers my way. She loves yanking my chain, and Mercy's, from time to time. "No! That has to be cold as hell and you may not make Mercy poop or pee dairy products," I command, "Rio-saurus Rex!" "Oh, that's gross," Rio dares to look offended. "I would never put ice cream up my favorite Lust-receptacle's butthole. That is for the ice cream cones." "Fine, you may not stuff Mercy like an clair," I clarify. "I'm putting my foot down and if Paige and I have to do full body cavity searches to make sure you behave, so be it." Felicity erupts through her final orgasm of the night, her body twisting and stretching as sweat drips off her body. Barbie Lynn keeps subtle control of Felicity's body which is both touching and frightening, she's getting sexually wound up and she's going to corral my cock and drive it up her ass, my approval being optional. The dirty, sexy look she shoots me is as good a piece of proof as I need. "I can't have you two touching my bitch without supervision," Rio states angrily, yeah right. "I'll have to check out all her opening once you two get done, a triple check." Mercy looks over toward Paige and me. Her eyes are open wide with lust and anticipation. "I suppose we could simply trust Mercy and take her word for it," I tease. "No," Rio goes off, "I can tell you right now; she's one sneaky little slut." "I don't trust her," Paige nods. "The pretty ones always need to be kept in line, harshly." Mercy merely shakes her head vigorously in affirmation of her devious and untrustworthy nature. "Where are you people from?" Felicity pants through her fatigued smile. "The People's Republic of None of Your Damn Business," Rio slaps Mercy's thigh. "We keep Rio in a steel box," Barbie Lynn pets Felicity's left nipple. "The rest of us are regular students. Okay, Zane's a tad irregular, but he means well." My phone buzzes from the far side of the bed. "Time to wrap it up team," I give out the bad news. "Felicity, you can sweep step out with Barbie Lynn to the shower, different showers because giving the freshman student body an alternative lifestyle exhibition is not an option for tonight. The rest of us will give it a few minutes and go out and pretend the world is a normal place." "Felicity, I want your bra and panties up here on my pillow," Rio demands. "I'm going to use them to bind up Mercy tonight. She's been, umm, mediocre so I'm gagging her with that boring underwear and hooking her hands over her head with that sad, old bra of yours." "I thought you only wanted my bra," Felicity questions? "Spank her for me BLT," Rio growls. Barbie Lynn gave gives three sharp, alternating smacks on each ass cheek. Felicity bites her lower lip and whimpers. "No back talking now F; I said no bra tonight, but also no panties ever without my approval." Felicity nods. Barbie Lynn takes Felicity by the hand, over to the towel closet then leads her somewhat reluctantly out into the main floor. "Rio, did I do you a good turn," Paige asks. Rio thinks that over for a minute, making small circles in Mercy's hair. "Yes, yes you did, you albino deviant," Rio allows. "Can I have Mercy for my use for one night sometime soon?" Paige requests. "That's not how it works," Rio scolds Paige after a few seconds. "She's mine to use, no one else's. I can have someone use her for my pleasure but she's a damn human being, not a bean-bag chair. I will give you this though, because you can be so incredibly stupid about people, I'll let Mercy know that it would make me happy to see her with you; how is that?" Mercy is resting on her head on Rio's lap, so she clearly hears what's going on. Rio is really the best friend in the world, and one of the best people I've ever known. I can live with the crazy. Homecoming. So, it was Friday, Homecoming Day at FFU, and several dozen of us were not doing what we were supposed to do but I wanted this headache taken care of before the rest of the day's festivities. All the Advocates were gathered as was Ms. Goodswell, as a Student Advisor. Other people were gathered to observe the spectacle and guessing which way I would jump. This first major crisis of my role as Mediator since the creation of the Janissaries wouldn't have been complete without Iona, my trusty sidekick, and Rio, my chronic pain in the ass & truest friend. In fact, Rio was the reason for this meeting. She had been given the writing assignment of 'place the writings of a juvenile story into an adult setting'. The train wreck wasn't hard to foretell. Rio had chosen four works of the late, lamented Doctor Seuss (if he wasn't dead he would be after reading halfway through Rio's creation). Rio had attacked the project with a gusto that made Ms. Tucker, her English instructor, hopeful that Rio was finally fitting in (read: conforming). Rio turned in the pornographic Tales of a Cat with a Really Big Hat on Tuesday. Ms. Tucker had flunked the effort and dragged Rio down to Doctor Victoria Scarlett's office but that senior educator had volleyed this time bomb into my lap. I promptly told them to pick an Advocate and get back to me after dinner. Rio Talon/Christina Buchanan's argument had been that the vagueness of the instructions allowed for a liberal interpretations of the assignment. Athena Varna (representing the rest of Ms. Tucker's class)/Joy Jefferson had argued that the standard was what 'any reasonable individual going to a Christian school would find acceptable' as their defense, which meant that it wasn't acceptable in their opinion. Two days of mediation went nowhere and I wasn't going to let this matter fester through the weekend. I had called all the concerned parties to join me after breakfast and received Doctor Scarlett's blessing for missing Assembly where many of the students and their families were gathered in our daily religious/social function. "Okay, I've given the matter serious thought and I saw merit to both arguments but I found Ms. Jefferson's argument to be the more compelling," I led off. "We live in a society; each person should be free and act with freedom but that cuts both ways, we have to give our society some support to retain our harmony. This is my judgment." "I would hope that since Rio did make an exceptional effort in her creative writing work that Ms. Tucker would consider allowing Rio one additional week to make up the assignment since this is one-quarter of her grade and her effort, while misdirected, was acknowledged as a vigorous attempt. That is my suggestion anyway," I said hopefully since I wasn't sure if I could instruct a teacher in any manner, much less order a do-over for Rio. It took a few seconds for my words to sink in. This was hardly re-writing the Charter of the Commonwealth of Virginia but it did mean I'd ruled against my best friend and the woman I wanted to marry and several girls looked at me in some disbelief that I hadn't gone that way. "Thank you Mediator," Joy was the first to offer me her hand, and she was still technically the enemy, being in the Traditionalist faction here at school. "Your argument carried the day, Joy. I'm pretty sure there was no favoritism involved," I smiled. "I will get you next time," Christina came up and shook Joy's hand. She turned and clasped my hand after that. "You were wiser than I thought you'd be," Christina winked to me. A few people came by and went through the same routine until Rio approached last of all. She hit me in the shoulder causing multiple heads to swivel our way. "You threw me under the bus Bitch," she laughed. "Don't look so surprised," I rubbed my shoulder, "you built the bus I rolled over you with, ya Deviant." Iona gave me a shy wave right before she slipped out to go meet her parents and most of the girls did likewise. Finally it was Ms. Goodswell, Christina, Faith, Rio and myself. "Faith and I will polish off the minutes of your final decision Zane," Christina said before turning her imperious head away and leading Faith out to do what seniors do. "So, are you two going to be hiding out all day?" Virginia Goodswell looked Rio and my way. "I would but two dozen over-eager and overly-endowed students have asked Zane to be available to meet their ancestors or some other such cheesy crap," Rio ranted. "Besides, I'm sure there is some law or ordinance that causes the rest of you to never leave me alone." "Yes Ms. Talon," Ms. Goodswell said with some gravity, "That is the Self-preservation Act of 1908. You are listed under 'Elements with Corrosive properties." "Woot!" Rio hollered, "I'm a corrosive influence!" "Thanks Virginia," I addressed my teacher and Spiritual Advisor, "like she needed more ammo." Goodswell laughed and headed out toward the main campus while Rio and I headed for our dorm. "I think I'm going to become a superhero," Rio teased me. "My X-ray vision will vaporize the panties off of unsuspecting stuck-up babes." "Wasn't there a time when heroes were heroes and villains were villains; none of this gray crap?" I half-grinned. "Zane," Rio sounded exasperated and but motherly aka Ma Barker, "you keep saving girls and they keep kicking you in the teeth." "I look at it as opportunity to get back up again," I smiled. "That's called masochism, look it up," Rio sneered. "Let's go to my room," I said, rather redundantly, as we'd reached the elevator door and I'd hit the button. Rio became oddly close to me as we got on board and even let me wrap an arm around her. For me, being parentless today required I convince Aunt Jill that parking would be a bitch and I'd see her Saturday night, we had our first Marksmanship outing tomorrow morning in Kentucky, so I'd would be back to have dinner with my sole family member. Rio's parents hadn't asked Rio if she wanted them to come. They hadn't made any contact at all, denying Rio the ability to scream at her parents and tell them to 'fuck off'. Adding to the misery, Mercy's parents were here and everyone in our close circle had convinced Rio that being close to Mercy would be disastrous, in the belief that Rio had poor impulse control, imagine that. When the end of Assembly sounded and the parents began exiting the building to join up with their kids, we proceeded to my Solarium level of the dorm. The parents would meet their girl's friends, teachers, & the key members of their various clubs. We opened my 'vault' door and Rio led me upstairs then gave a start. I slipped around her to see what the problem was, Cordelia Dresden. To her credit, Cordelia and her Time Lord Mafia had either been behaving or doing things in such a sneaky manner as to avoid my notice. Besides the three of us, only three freshmen girls occupied the rest of the floor, leaving us effectively alone. "Hi Rio!" Cordelia led off, "Zane, I only want you to know you have our full support," was her cryptic statement that I was still digesting when Rio hurled herself at the slender brunette. Cordelia cried out as Rio toppled them both to the floor. Rio rose up on her knees and slapped Cordelia across the face. "Get her off me," Cordelia screamed as she raised her hands to defend herself. "What's the fucking secret you're hiding?" Rio growled. "Yank Rio off me right now. Zane," Cordelia snapped as she took a second slap to the cheek. "You know what I can do." "Cordy, Rio wants to live free or die trying; so you might want to consider your next words carefully," I shrugged. "She prefers to exist free of fear. Rio, I'm going to the shake dispenser; do you want something?" "A strawberry shake sounds good," Rio smiled as she began pinning Cordelia's wrists down. Once she finished that maneuver, Rio glared triumphantly down at Cordelia. "Great," Cordelia met that glare with one of her own, "what's your next brilliant plan; a little sexual assault to go with your brazen attack?" "Nope, I'm going to drool spit on your face and ears Cordelia-baby," Rio answered then began swirling her tongue in her mouth to gather up her first glob of spit. "Zane," Cordelia pleaded. "Rio, let her up," I requested (Rio knew my vocal tones). "She's agreed to help you with your Mercy problem." Cordelia had done no such thing but Rio would need help dealing with her lover's parents and Cordelia could be a powerful ally. Cordelia could lie her way out of things, except she would be lying to me and our trust was a fragile thing. If it was just Rio, Cordy would lie in a heartbeat but I believed I was somewhat special to her. Cordy said nothing and Rio got off of her. It wasn't Rio's style to offer Cordelia a hand up even though she knocked her down. Rio joined me making shakes and grinned evilly. "Cordelia, do you want a shake," I called over to her. "Peach," she replied. Somewhat reluctantly she walked over to us. Cordelia, like Rio and me, had no parents coming. "So, are you going to tell Zane what your secret is or do we go for the best two out of three falls?" Rio sneered. "Let it be Rio," I nudged her. "It isn't something bad. If it was bad, she would have coughed it up already." "I don't know what you see in this wacky Whore," Rio asked me, with Cordelia standing beside us. "She's Ra's al Ghul to my Bruce Wayne," I explained. "How can I step beyond the streets of my own personal Gotham without her?" "Wait, does that mean I'm Harlequin?" Rio mused. "No, you are the Joker, Rio," Cordelia huffed, "and yes, that makes Mercy Harlequin." "Cordy, there are times I wish you weren't so evil and manipulative," Rio observed. "Titles such as Evil, like genius, are the hobgoblin of small minds," Cordelia countered. "Zane sees that, which is why I tolerate the rest of you." "You just want to play jockey to his thoroughbred," Rio snorted. "Never said I didn't," Cordelia bantered. Rio stole a look toward the door so I leaned into Cordelia. "Thank you," I whispered. Cordy nodded. "Pist," Rio hissed. "Iona is here with a slightly larger version of herself and two guys who look vaguely related to her as well." I looked over and there was Iona pointing what had to be her mother my way. She didn't look furious but she wasn't beaming sunshine and happiness at me either. "Scatter," Rio whispered. "Pissed off Momma on the way," before dashing off behind the showers. "I'm gone," Cordelia gasped playfully, took her peach shake and slunk away. Iona "Mr. Braxton?" this conservatively dressed woman with a slight build and shoulder length black hair addressed me. I'd seen a few pictures of her on Iona's Facebook page. "Mrs. Beckett, I am Glenn Zane Braxton, but please call me Zane. Your daughter is one of my closest friends." She seemed to mull that over, whether to be stiff or to give me a chance. "Zane, is there a place we can talk in private?" she inquired. "Absolutely," I nodded; then led her to the far corner and sat down on a sofa with her so that we could both look out over the changing leaves on campus. "Mr. Brax, Zane, what are your intentions with my daughter?" she came right out with it. "She was my second friend here and constantly supportive of my often precarious situation and she's never asked for anything in return," I stated. "I'd paint her house if she asked me," I continued, "or drive across country to help her move. She's that great a friend." I didn't brag about killing or even hurting someone for her, though I would, because that wasn't the kind of extreme friendship her Mom was looking for. "Very well, Zane; but I am worried about you and Iona in another way," she sidestepped. "You are an attractive young man and there are rumors that you have several girlfriends on campus." "I think I can answer the real question with three statements of my own; the only person I have ever called girlfriend is Heaven Vickers, a senior here. "I love Heaven's best friend, Christina Buchanan, and they are both aware of our relationship. Second, your daughter is the second-smartest, most level-headed, and most forward thinking young woman I have ever met; you have done a wonderful job raising her," I related. "Lastly, I have offered to have sex with your daughter twice and she's said 'no'." "You did?" she studied me intently. "And she was naked in bed with me both times. She's seen me have sex, too, but she's decided that when she's ready, she'll ask me and I'll say 'yes' because I'm positive that she will pick the moment when it is right for her and no one else." "Wha, what?" Mrs. Beckett's eyes grew wide. "Naked in bed with you? And nothing happened?" "Yes; but I felt safe because I trust her," I said calmly. "You have to admit she is diligent and organized and she's not going to simply jump feet first into anything." "I have to admit I was afraid you were taking advantage of my daughter's kind nature; but you seem oddly frank about everything you two have done. I admit I expected you to be, more deceptive and evasive," she mused. "Do you have sex with any of the girls on campus?" "Tons; though thankfully, things eased off with midterms approaching," I smiled. "Is that so," she said in a clearly questioning tone. "I want you to understand that Iona thinks the world of you. She writes home every day, and you often figure in her experiences, though I knew she was editing some things, like why she appears to be friends with Ms. Talon." "When we started out, Rio and I were doomed to be expelled but Iona joined with us and together we survived some really rough times." "I recall getting several letters from the Chancellor from that time. Was Iona in any danger?" she asked. "Yes, she got a pair of bloody knees but please believe a whole lot of us were looking out for her," I responded. "Trust me, Ion has a fair number of friends who appreciate her numerous qualities." "Mom," Ion called out as she came over. "I hope Zane hasn't been scaring you." "Iona, it is only that you didn't have many friends in High School," her mother smiled at her daughter. "Mom, I had no friends in high school, but Zane gave me the courage and opportunity to come out of my shell," Iona interrupted. "Zane says you two have been sleeping in his bed, naked," Iona's mother met her daughter with an even gaze. "Yes," Iona blushed furiously, "but I bet he's also informed you that we haven't had sex," she leaned into her mother, "and there he lied." Mrs. Beckett stared at me, a bit peeved. "Mom, that is only because what Zane considers sex and what you would consider sex are two slightly different things. Suffice it to say, I am still a virgin as far as the marriage bed is concerned," Iona assured her parent. "And I have Zane well in hand, because I have control of his phone." "I keep telling you that smarts count for more to in life than a model's good looks," Iona's mother reminded her daughter. "I'm glad Iona has both," I chimed in. Both women looked my way then grinned. "He is such a good friend, Mother; that I forgive his exaggerations," Iona reached over and kindly touched my cheek. As that gesture ended, Iona's face grew shocked. "Mom, I think we need to go see Mrs. Worsham's class now, if we are going to get everything taken care of before lunch," Iona hurried her mother. "It was nice to meet you Zane," we shook hands as we both stood as well. Hope I followed Iona's gaze and my heart stopped. It was Hope, looking so do-able in her school-wear. With her were a petite woman, smaller and maybe a bit heavier than Hope, three more little Hope's in descending age and lastly, a male version of Hope, but this one was made out of Lego bricks, really big Lego bricks, it was Yeong Song. Yeong Song had charisma in spades; he wasn't the Angel of Death, he had grabbed that punk by the short and curlies and taken over his job. That was how he appeared to me at that moment. Oh yeah and he was looking right through me. As if on cue, Hope smiled and whispered something to her father and they both came my way. Imagine a choreographed interpretive dance troupe; you had Hope's three younger sisters spread out over the middle half of the room, having fun with some of the few freshmen girls that were hanging around. Yeong was like his eldest daughter in the way they moved, you could tell they were walking toward you but I couldn't recall their feet moving or even hearing footfalls. That was probably just my fear speaking. From personal experience I knew Hope was human with all our frailties and imperfections, she was simply more perfect than most. "Father, this is my good friend Glenn Zane Braxton, who is known by the name Zane to both his friends and enemies," demurred Hope. "Zane, this is my Father, Major of the Republic of Korea, retired, Yeong Song," she introduced her father to me. I extended my hand, he took it in a granite grip and gave it two sharp shakes. I stood there like an idiot but at least my heart was beating and I was breathing again. "Your pulse is racing young man, your palms are sweaty and you are staring at me with dilated pupils," Yeong noted dispassionately. "Well, since I've lain down with your naked daughter for a variety of bedroom antics on several occasions; I naturally assumed you had come here to kill me," I blathered. "You have been naked with my eldest daughter," he said in a way that could be contrived as a statement or a question. "You didn't know?" I groaned. I wondered if this counted as suicide. "You have honorable intentions toward my daughter," he informed me. Huh? "No," I gulped. "I was thinking we could fool around, mainly." "I understand you are the last of your line," he glared at me. Uh oh, wait. "You know who I am, so you must have already been told by Hope what's really been going on," I breathed a sigh of relief. "See Father, Zane's not dense," Hope hugged her father's arm, "he's simply terrified of you." "I noticed," Yeong almost smiled. "Mr. Braxton, I don't mind you seeing my daughter socially, but please learn at least to fight as well as my youngest daughter, she's nine." "You learn from people who are better than you, not from people you are
The Vault is a morning show hosted on Twitter Spaces and YouTube Live on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays at 11:30 am EST. The show focuses on multi-chain communities, emerging protocols, NFTFi, DeFi, Gaming, and, most importantly, collecting digital assets.Adam McBride: https://twitter.com/adamamcbrideJake Gallen: https://twitter.com/jakegallen_Chris Devitte: https://twitter.com/chris_devvEmblem Vault: https://twitter.com/EmblemVaultAgent Hustle: https://x.com/AgentHustleAIMigrate Fun: https://x.com/MigrateFunThe Vault is a morning show hosted on Twitter Spaces and YouTube Live on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays at 11:30 am EST. The show focuses on multi-chain communities, emerging protocols, NFTFi, DeFi, Gaming, and, most importantly, collecting digital assets.Adam McBride: https://twitter.com/adamamcbrideJake Gallen: https://twitter.com/jakegallen_Chris Devitte: https://twitter.com/chris_devvEmblem Vault: https://twitter.com/EmblemVaultAgent Hustle: https://x.com/AgentHustleAIMigrate Fun: https://x.com/MigrateFun
Did you know college students are snooping on satellite transmissions? On today’s news roundup we discuss new research in which university investigators use off-the-shelf equipment to intercept traffic from geostationary satellites and discover that a lot of it is unencrypted. We also dig into the credential hygiene lessons we can learn from a corpus of... Read more »
Did you know college students are snooping on satellite transmissions? On today’s news roundup we discuss new research in which university investigators use off-the-shelf equipment to intercept traffic from geostationary satellites and discover that a lot of it is unencrypted. We also dig into the credential hygiene lessons we can learn from a corpus of... Read more »
What if your next bonus, tax refund, or unexpected cash windfall could be the very thing that propels you toward your biggest financial dreams? Most people enjoy the feeling of being able to spend funds that have no name or aren't attached to bills. It's time to stop seeing "extra" money as a free-for-all and start seeing it as a powerful tool for building the life you want. In this episode, we're unlocking the potential of found money and giving you some motivation to turn windfalls into wins. Get ready to transform your approach and make every dollar work for your future. Your next bonus could change everything! Listen in to learn about how we maximized every dollar while getting out of debt. Our website: www.forbetterandworth.com Get Ericka's book, Naked and Unashamed: 10 Money Conversations Every Couple Must Have Check out our local TV spotlight Connect with us: Instagram: @forbetterandworth YouTube: @forbetterandworth Ericka: @erickayoungofficial Chris: @1cbyoung
Stupid News 11-5-2025 8am …He was digging for worms and discovered a massive medieval treasure…The Smoothie Nobody Wanted …He was Stunt Driving Naked in the Church Parking Lot
Texas teacher Chelsea Spillers, 33, is found dead inside her home, and her half-naked husband is nabbed hours later for her murder. The sister of a Houston, Texas man found hanging and burned under a freeway overpass says her brother was murdered—and she’s begging for justice. A South Carolina death row inmate who once taunted investigators with messages written in his victim’s blood has chosen to die by firing squad. Drew Nelson reports.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
One man is dead; 2 women & a child is in critical condition after a popular art teacher goes on a bizarre stabbing rampage using an antler. Cops say he recorded the slaughter on his cell. A teen sexual predator who got a controversial prison pass is seen on newly released bodycam...at the time of his arrest. Plus, a predator manifests the man he says he DOESN'T want to see at a shady meetup. Jennifer Gould reports. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
The new Rumps & Bumps jersey just dropped! Check out afterpartyinc.com. We are live from the HQ the Lounge on Cincy Nasty Street! GDollaSign joins us as he brings some of his bartenders on and we ask them some tuff horny questions and we find out which one of them is the most toxic. Follow us on social media @AaronScenesAfterParty
OUR PATREON PAGEhttps://www.patreon.com/NakedNudistsAndNaturistsWelcome to "Naked, Nudists, and Naturists", the Official Podcast for the "American Association for Nude Recreation" - and the show that celebrates clothes free living, body acceptance, and removing all barriers to living your best life!Join host Frank Stone and correspondent Lisa Monroe, as they celebrate clothes free living with naturist stories; interviews; nude recreation; accepting your body; developing a positive self body image; and enjoying social naturism for all of the right reasons!(Please note that we are NOT about swinging, sexual activity, streaking, aggressive behavior, or anything else that deviates from the joy of appropriately living without your clothes).From our naturist studio - yes, all employees work each day in the nude (is there any other way?) - to your ears, we are all about bringing the "Naked. Nudists, and Naturists" clothes free lifestyle to all. A new show is all yours every Saturday morning at 6:00 am ET. Join us and enjoy clothes free living! Our show is on all podcast platforms, including Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Google Podcasts, iHeart Radio; and Amazon Music. Find us on Twitter and Bluesky, too! ON TODAY'S SHOW:- Follow-Up Email from "EVEN" of Norway- Sharing Naturis - "DUSTIN COX" Blog- Video ReleasesWrite to us early and often - Website, Email, Spotify, or on Twitter and Bluesky, and let us know how your clothes free life is going!DUSTIN COX BLOGhttps://1naturistlife.substack.comOUR WEBSITENakedNudistsAndNaturists.com OUR MERCHANDISEhttps://nakednudistsandnaturists.com/shop/TWITTERhttps://x.com/NakedForev69351BLUESKYhttps://bsky.app/profile/nakedforev69351.bsky.socialEMAIL - We want to hear from YOU, so please EMAIL us at: NakedForeverMore@gmail.comAMERICAN ASSOCIATION FOR NUDE RECREATIONhttps://www.aanr.comLISTEN ON:APPLE PODCASTShttps://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/naked-nudists-and-naturists/id1695296974SPOTIFYhttps://open.spotify.com/show/66iqJxLBmseAZ6DkFlUdI5
Stupid News 11-4-2025 6am …She was Naked, Drunk and Choked-out Her Husband …Where did the dinosaur go? …. He was dressed like an Inmate for Halloween when he was arrested
Hour 3 of A&G features... Dick Cheney dies at age 84. A bit of his career Bingo, Bango, Bongo Gender Bending Madness! A horrible headline See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
Join Jordan, Commish, Pitt Girl, Beth, and our VP of Podcast Production Arthur. We talk about Commish liking Circus Peanuts like Matt Rhule, Motivated Mark Stoops getting Hugh Freeze fired from Auburn, LSU's Governor getting the AD fired. Then we recap Week 10! FCS CHAOS WEEK!!! Our Beloved Indiana State SICKOMORES, Idaho State Mentioned, Incarnate Word, Halloween Spooky Vandals, Nick Saban's beans, a drunken mascot? Then our GOTW, UNC wins over injured Cuse, Kentucky and Auburn's Sickos Classic, PUNTS & POINTS MATCHING in the PAC-12 Championship 1st Leg, Mississippi State and Arkansas (oops another flag on the Hogs), Naked bootlegs in Minnesota, BOWL ELIGIBLE UCONN, Hawaii and San Jose State classic, Fresno State Milk Can win, THE LOBOS GET BOWL ELIGIBLE IN VEGAS BABY, NC State is at it again, My word Arizona, DUKE over CLEMSON in Sickos Fashion, SMU taking out Miami and the goalposts, WEST VIRGINIA????, Sir, the Second Mendoza has entered the game, PORTLAND STATE WINS, WILLIAM AND MARY HAD 3 SAFETIES IN A GAME and much, much more!See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.
Would you like to hone your psychic skills? Are you familiar with the idea of remote viewing and how the military uses it? Our guest today, Hakim Isler, is a combat veteran and military expert in PsiOps. He is the creator of the Psi Games Event and will discuss its role in unlocking human potential. Hakim is a survivalist and explains how the human hierarchy of needs relates to the chakras. We are all part of the whole. In this interview, Hakim discusses consciousness and how we relate to the world. This leads to other states of awareness. He talks about spiritual living and the importance of breathwork. Hakim is involved in an extensive yoga program and talks about balance and various breathing techniques. He shares about three different types of breathing, all of which affect our energy, whether it's to feel more energized, to slow down and relax, or to simply be in balance. Hakim was on the TV show "Naked and Afraid" where he was sent to the Himalayan mountains and needed to survive for 21 days with no food, no water, no shelter. He shares what he learned during that time. Hakim realized that what really matters is who you are and who you love. He tries to remind people that we are unlimited beings. We must try to hold on to what matters – and love is the most important aspect. The biggest tools we have are our breath and our love. We are all connected. Hakim further discusses the practice of remote viewing which was originally designed by the military to access information from a different place and time. Essentially the veterans in this secret program were considered "psychic spies." Hakim explains how remote viewing helps us realize we are more than our physical bodies. We are expanded beings as a collective. The true awareness of who we are is about connection as a whole. He also talks about the extensive work he is doing to teach everyone, especially children, how to access our innate psychic abilities. Hakim believes it's the next level of our evolution. He invites us to step into the full spectrum of who we are by learning and experiencing these unlimited possibilities. This is Part 1 of the interview. Info: Psigamesinternational.com and Hakim-Isler.com.
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On the Secret Witch Show today our guest is Carly Mountain. Carly is a sought-after psychotherapist specialising in sex, embodiment, rites of passage and relationships. A seasoned initiatory guide, yoga teacher, breathworker and writer, her work has evolved over twenty years of sacred mythopoetic practice and space holding. She is author of Descent & Rising: Women's Stories & the Embodiment of the Inanna Myth. She lives in Sheffield, England with her husband and two daughters. In this episode we explore how descent becomes a sacred initiation into the Feminine - and how death, shadow, and rebirth are required for the Witch to fully embody who she is. Carly shares the medicine of descent and rising - and what it means to embody naked power - shedding the old skins of shame and fear to reclaim our body, pleasure and powerful truth. Together, we speak about how darkness is a calling, the Witch's descent into the underworld, and how these initiations become portals to remembering who we truly are. What You'll Learn from this Episode: Descent is sacred - a journey of initiation that strips away what is false and reveals the truth of who we are beneath the surface The Inanna myth reminds us that the underworld isn't punishment - it's a descent into the body, the shadow, and the truth that waits in the dark The body is the oracle - when we listen to its trembling, pleasure, and pulse, we find the wisdom that's been buried beneath shame Naked power lives in surrender - when we stop performing and meet life with presence, love and eros begin to move freely again The snake teaches us to shed what no longer fits - each skin we release becomes an act of remembering Descent and rising are inseparable - the more we're willing to descend into truth, the more powerfully we rise in love. Resources and Things that We Spoke About: Carly's Links: Website: www.carlymountain.com - sign up for her email Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/carly_mountain/ Our Links: To journey with your inner Oracle (or your Rose remedy!), join our Apothecary Membership: www.nicolebarton.co.uk/membership> Social: Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/nicoleamandabarton Facebook Group - Secret Witch Sisterhood: www.facebook.com/groups/secretwitch Instagram - @iamnicolebarton Instagram - @archetypalapothecary You Tube - https://www.youtube.com/@secretwitchsociety Tiktok - @archetypalapothecary Free Moonlit Apothecary Love Letters: www.nicolebarton.co.uk/moonlitapothecary Thank you for listening, we'd love to know what comes alive for you in this week's episode, so please let us know. If you loved it, there's a fresh episode every other week - subscribe so you don't miss it! Thank you, Nicole and Team Secret Witch xox
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Woman goes SCORCHED EARTH on Gold's Gym when she EXPOSES Transgender in Locker Room while NAKED!
Author, critic, and filmmaker Scout Tafoya's most recent book is “The Black Book: An Anthony Mann Reader,” and he joins us to discuss one of Mann's best-regarded pictures, the James Stewart Western “The Naked Spur.” It's a spirited discussion!Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/one-heat-minute-productions/exclusive-contentAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy
OUR PATREON PAGEhttps://www.patreon.com/NakedNudistsAndNaturistsWelcome to "Naked, Nudists, and Naturists", the Official Podcast for the "American Association for Nude Recreation" - and the show that celebrates clothes free living, body acceptance, and removing all barriers to living your best life!Join host Frank Stone and correspondent Lisa Monroe, as they celebrate clothes free living with naturist stories; interviews; nude recreation; accepting your body; developing a positive self body image; and enjoying social naturism for all of the right reasons!(Please note that we are NOT about swinging, sexual activity, streaking, aggressive behavior, or anything else that deviates from the joy of appropriately living without your clothes).From our naturist studio - yes, all employees work each day in the nude (is there any other way?) - to your ears, we are all about bringing the "Naked. Nudists, and Naturists" clothes free lifestyle to all. A new show is all yours every Saturday morning at 6:00 am ET. Join us and enjoy clothes free living! Our show is on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Google Podcasts, iHeart Radio; and Amazon Music; Find us on Twitter and Bluesky, too! ON TODAY'S SHOW:- BRADY KING - Naked Runner from "Pine Tree Associates" (Part 1)- LISA/FRANK - Should We Make Video a Part of the NNN Future?PINE TREE ASSOCIATEShttps://pinetreeclub.orgWrite to us early and often - Website, Email, Spotify, YouTube, or on Twitter and Bluesky, and let us know how your clothes free life is going!OUR WEBSITENakedNudistsAndNaturists.com OUR MERCHANDISEhttps://nakednudistsandnaturists.com/shop/TWITTERhttps://x.com/NakedForev69351BLUESKYhttps://bsky.app/profile/nakedforev69351.bsky.socialEMAIL - We want to hear from YOU, so please EMAIL us at: NakedForeverMore@gmail.comAMERICAN ASSOCIATION FOR NUDE RECREATIONhttps://www.aanr.comLISTEN ON:APPLE PODCASTShttps://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/naked-nudists-and-naturists/id1695296974SPOTIFYhttps://open.spotify.com/show/66iqJxLBmseAZ6DkFlUdI5
Chris Markowski, the Watchdog on Wall Street, discusses the harsh realities of Wall Street, emphasizing that the trading game is rigged against individual investors. He explains the concept of naked shorting and critiques the role of regulators like the SEC. Markowski advocates for long-term investing over short-term trading and warns listeners about the influence of private equity on financial advisory services. He also critiques the Federal Reserve's handling of inflation and economic policy, urging listeners to be aware of the financial landscape and to seek genuine financial advice.
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This week on The Jubal Show, chaos is the name of the game! From meme overload causing digital anxiety to Victoria’s cat Halloween costume dilemma, and a wild story about accidentally stumbling into a naked Halloween party, nothing is off-limits. Hear the crew’s hilarious takes, relatable pet peeves, and unexpected adventures that make every week unforgettable. Perfect for fans of comedy, pop culture, and unpredictable real-life stories. You can find every podcast we have, including the full show every weekday right here…➡︎ https://thejubalshow.com/podcasts The Jubal Show is everywhere, and also these places: Website ➡︎ https://thejubalshow.com Instagram ➡︎ https://instagram.com/thejubalshow X/Twitter ➡︎ https://twitter.com/thejubalshow Tiktok ➡︎ https://www.tiktok.com/@the.jubal.show Facebook ➡︎ https://facebook.com/thejubalshow YouTube ➡︎ https://www.youtube.com/@JubalFresh Support the show: https://the-jubal-show.beehiiv.com/subscribeSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
A nanny hired to help a family instead butchers a beloved grandfather with screwdrivers. He died shielding his granddaughter from the slaughter. A family has filed a scathing lawsuit against a hotel chain claiming their scalding hot shower "boiled" their loved one alive! Plus, a terrifying trio unmasked! Jennifer Gould reports.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
Comedian Luenell and actor Cameron Mathison join Jeff and Shane to talk about the sketchy details of Cameron's solo camping trip and how much money Luenell made off of OnlyFans. Plus, the chumps play another round of Soap or Nope.• • • Want more Jeff Lewis? Click here to sign up for 3 free months of SiriusXM and listen weekdays to "Jeff Lewis Live" from 12-2pE/9-11aP on Radio Andy Channel 102. Plus, tune into The Jeff Lewis Channel for even more Jeff content streaming exclusively on the SiriusXM app channel 789.• • • Host - Jeff LewisGuests - Luenell, Cameron Mathison, & Shane DouglasSenior Director – Lisa MantineoDirector - Alyssa HeimrichSenior Producer & Editor - Jamison ScalaAssociate Producer – Oscar Beltran Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.
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EPISODE BEING DISCUSSED: https://weirddarkness.com/mothmanharbingerofdoom/SYNOPSIS: Hosts Ghost and Ghoul Friend conduct an in-depth analysis of Darren Marlar's Weird Darkness episode "Mothman: Harbinger of Doom," exploring the concentrated year of terror that gripped Point Pleasant, West Virginia between November 1966 and December 1967. The discussion examines over 100 credible witness accounts of the seven-foot winged creature with glowing red eyes, beginning with the harrowing high-speed chase of the Scarberry and Millat couples, the mysterious disappearance of Newell Partridge's dog Bandit, and Marcella Bennett's traumatic close encounter. The hosts analyze the creature's consistent physical descriptions, its connection to UFO sightings and "men in black" encounters in the area, and the tragic Silver Bridge collapse that killed 46 people in December 1967—questioning whether Mothman was a harbinger of the disaster or directly responsible for it. The episode expands beyond Mothman to explore related phenomena including 19th-century mystery airships, 1960s UFO encounters with missing time, psychic abilities and their psychological toll, Steven Stayner's kidnapping survival story, and the absurdly dangerous 1908 Great Race from New York to Paris. Throughout, the hosts examine how unexplained encounters create lasting psychological trauma—fear without memory, dread without explanation—that fundamentally changes those who experience the unknown.