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

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*Advertising heard during this program is not personally endorsed by the host or producers unless otherwise stated. Ads are dynamically inserted and selected by our distribution partners. To learn more about how ads are chosen or to manage your ad preferences, visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices. To listen to this Euphomet program ad-free visit the Society of The Strange. Nite Drift is an independent production — a place where stories of the strange find their signal in the dark. The following episode of Nite Drift may explore themes or ideas some listeners could find unsettling. Listener discretion is advised. In this episode of Night Drift, Jim Perry hosts two captivating guests. First, Peyton McCarty Simas delves into her book, "All of Them Witches: Fear, Feminism, and the American Witch Film," exploring the intersection of horror, feminism, and cultural narratives. [ Enjoy this show ad-free by joining ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠the Society of The Strange⁠⁠⁠ ] The conversation then shifts to Sheer Zed, who recounts his first mythic journey to Thailand. He shares his experiences participating in Thai magical rituals, highlighting the profound impact of these practices on his life. Sheer describes the Takrut belt, an occult object he calls 'spiritual Kevlar,' and discusses the transformative power of Thai magic. Works mentioned: Thai Tattoo Magick: The Initiatory Practices of the Thai Buddhist Magicians By Sheer Zed That Very Witch: Fear, Feminism, and the American Witch Film By Payton McCarty-Simas ******* Read this too: High Strangeness: Book One: 1967 Issue Occult America: White House Seances, Ouija Circles, Masons, and the Secret Mystic History of OurNation By Mitch Horowitz ******* Nite Drift is an Euphomet production for And,If Studios Hosted by Jim Perry Produced by Jim Perry, Kyle Gilmer, and Jon McEdward Edit, Original Music, and Sound Design by Jon McEdward Visualizer by Jack Dillaplain Cover Art by Jake Beautle Ad Network Director is Chelsey Weber Smith for And,If Studios Guest Booking by Michelle Freed Share your experience with Euphomet ⁠⁠⁠⁠Euphomet Contact Form⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠The Signal Hotline⁠⁠⁠⁠ Support Euphomet Join ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Society of The Strange⁠⁠ Subscribe on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Spotify ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠iTunes⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Follow ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@euphomet⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ and #euphomet Transmissions received at jim@euphomet.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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It's Season 5 Episode 5 of Conversations From The Darkside HALLOWEEN NIGHT EDITION! Join Rob "Flack" O'Hara and Amigo Aaron for a look at those places in the world that man fears to tread. This week we'll cover this weeks goings on in News MACABRE, and then we'll start our discussion on Witch Boards and Tarot....from the history of the subject, to the modern evolutions, and we'll close with viewer MEDIA and Halloween surprises!! Kick back, grab a beverage, turn down the lights, and enjoy our dark conversation on this season finale.

It's all about the Rock & Roll here at the Dog House as the #rockabilly & #psychobilly music bangs the needle off the trun table and we hit a tribute to the one and only "KIller" Jerry Lee Lewis on Hot Roddin' 2+Nite donate @ https://paypal.com/paypalme/mixabilly visit us at https://mixabilly.com

The Crew is back to talk Crown Jewel, what worked and didn't, Hear thoughts on the upcoming Saturday Night Main Event, Is the Jey Uso experiment working, and for once the group agrees one everything! Hear what it is! All this and MORE!!!

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TVC 711.1: From October 2015: Tony, Donna, and Ed remember the premiere of My Three Sons (CBS/ABC, 1960-1972), one of the few series that enjoyed long runs on two different networks, back in the three-network universe. Topics this segment include why the ABC episodes of My Three Sons, which were filmed in black and white, were rarely seen in syndication until Nick at Nite acquired the rights to them in the 1980s; the various Walt Disney connections among My Three Sons cast members; and how certain stipulations in Fred MacMurray's contract allowed him to continue his motion picture career, even while the show was in production.

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A basement bar. A drag queen with fire in her veins. And an attack turned counterattack.Long before Stonewall, one night in Milwaukee changed everything. It was 1961 when the Black Nite, a hidden queer bar downtown, became the site of a violent confrontation that would ignite the city's first gay uprising. At the center stood Josie Carter, a fearless Black trans woman and performer who refused to back down when outsiders stormed the club. What followed was chaos, resistance, and a moment of defiance that history almost forgot.In this episode, we dive into the night Milwaukee's queer community fought back, decades before the world was ready to listen. This is a story of courage, identity, and survival in the face of hate. Hosted by Jordi and Brad, Beers With Queers brings chilling crimes, queer stories, and twisted justice to light—all with a cold one in hand.Press play, grab a drink, and join us as we uncover the darkest corners of LGBTQ+ history.

It's New Tunesday: new releases from the past week! Give the bands a listen. If you like what you hear, support the bands! Today's episode features new releases by Pale Meridians, NITE, Zanias, Kim Lunner, Lights Of Euphoria, DSTRTD SGNL, Cred, Glenn Love, Echoberyl, All The Ashes, eXcubitors, Massiv In Mensch, Rabbit Junk, The Treasury, Oh Madonna, Kota Kira, World, Interrupted, Vioflesh, Modele, Vacíos Cuerpos, Magic Wands, Ostatnia Klatka, Tears For The Dying, UZU, and VOWWS!

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Bobby Patterson and the Mustangs - "Soul Is Our Music (edit)" [opening theme (short version)] The Penguins - "Big Bobo's Party Train" [“Earth Angel,” No. 1 R&B/No. 8 Pop, 1954] The Shirelles - "Last Minute Miracle" [“Dedicated to the One I Love,” No. 83 Pop, 1959; No. 3 R&B/No. 2 Pop, 1960 (reissue)] The Marcels - "Your Red Wagon" [“Blue Moon,” No. 1 R&B/No. 1 Pop, 1961] The Olympics - "The Same Old Thing" [“Western Movies,” No. 7 R&B/No. 8 Pop, 1958] The Stereos - "I Can't Stop These Tears" [“I Really Love You,” No. 15 R&B/No. 29 Pop, 1961] The El Dorados - "The Knock Knee" [“At My Front Door,” No. 1 R&B/No. 17 Pop, 1955] The Falcons - "I'm a Fool I Must Love You" [“You're So Fine,” No. 2 R&B/No. 17 Pop, 1959] Music behind DJ: King Curtis - "Wiggle Wobble" - Instant Soul: The Legendary King Curtis Bill Pinkney and the Original Drifters - "I Do the Jerk" [Money Honey” (as The Drifters), No. 1 R&B, 1953] The Flamingos - "The Boogaloo Party" [“I Only Have Eyes for You,” No. 3 R&B/No. 11 Pop, 1959] The Larks - "The Skate" [“Heaven and Paradise” (as Don Julian and the Meadowlarks), 1954] The Charts - "Desiree" [“Deserie,” No. 3 R&B/No. 88 Pop, 1957] Lee Andrews and the Hearts - "Can't Do Without You" [“Long Lonely Nights,” No. 11 R&B/No. 45 Pop, 1957] The Chantels - "You're Welcome to My Heart" [“Maybe,” No. 2 R&B/No. 15 Pop, 1957] The Hollywood Flames - "I'm Coming Home" ["Buzz-Buzz-Buzz," No. 5 R&B/No. 11 Pop, 1957] Music behind DJ: King Curtis - "Wiggle Wobble" - Instant Soul: The Legendary King Curtis The Clovers - "For Days" ["One Mint Julep,” No. 2 R&B, 1952] The Platters - "Don't Hear, Speak, See No Evil" [“Only You,” No. 1 R&B/No. 5 Pop, 1955] The Bobbettes - "Having Fun" [“Mr. Lee, No. 1 R&B/No. 6 Pop, 1957] The Cadillacs - "Let's Get Together" [“Speedoo,” No. 3 R&B/No. 17 Pop, 1955] The Jive Five with Eugene Pitt - "A Bench in the Park" [“My True Story,” No. 1 R&B/No. 3 Pop, 1961] The Coasters - "Crazy Baby" [“Yakety Yak,” No. 1 R&B/No. 1 Pop, 1958] The Five Keys - "Hey Girl" [“The Glory of Love,” No. 1 R&B, 1951] The Dells - "The Glory of Love" [“Oh What a Nite,” No. 4 R&B, 1956] Music behind DJ: King Curtis - "Wiggle Wobble" - Instant Soul: The Legendary King Curtis https://www.wfmu.org/playlists/shows/157300

4 weeks of horror concludes with a Halloween Bash so light your Jack 'O Lantern, get out the treats, turn up YOUR media players and prepare to STOMP around to chilling & thrilling tunes that really MASH it up! https://mixabilly.com donate @ https://paypal.com/paypalme/mixabilly

NITE DRIFT has returned! In this conversation, Jim Perry and Joshua Cutchin delve into the themes of the paranormal, creativity, and the interplay between fact and fiction. They explore Cutchin's new book, 'Fourth Wall Phantoms,' discussing how fictional narratives can influence reality and the importance of storytelling in shaping our understanding of the world. The dialogue touches on personal experiences, the nature of creativity, and the responsibility of storytellers in a rapidly changing society. Buy Fourth Wall Phantoms Find more of Joshua Cutchin's work ******* Hosted by Jim Perry Produced by Jim Perry, Kyle Gilmer, and Jon McEdward Edit, Original Music, and Sound Design by Jon McEdward Visualizer by Jack Dillaplain Cover Art by Jake Beautle Ad Network Director is Chelsey Weber Smith for And,If Studios Guest Booking by Michelle Freed Share your experience with Euphomet ⁠⁠⁠Euphomet Contact Form⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠The Signal Hotline⁠⁠⁠ Support Euphomet Join ⁠⁠⁠⁠Society of The Strange⁠ Subscribe on ⁠⁠⁠⁠Spotify ⁠⁠⁠⁠or ⁠⁠⁠⁠iTunes⁠⁠⁠⁠ Follow ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@euphomet⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ and #euphomet Transmissions received at jim@euphomet.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Nite Yun was born in a refugee camp after her parents escaped from war-torn Cambodia. Her family eventually moved to California, where she grew up listening to her father's Khmer rock and roll music and learned to cook traditional Cambodian dishes from her mother. Inspired by trips to Cambodia to learn about her heritage, Nite dedicated herself to bringing the flavors of Cambodian food back to the Bay Area. She opened her first restaurant, Nyum Bai, in Oakland in 2018 and now runs Lunette, located in San Francisco's Ferry Building. In this episode, we talk about Nite's amazing journey and her terrific new cookbook, My Cambodia. It's one of our favorites of this busy season, and we hear some great stories from the road. Also on the show, we have a really fun conversation with best-selling romance author Sarah MacLean. We talk about Rhode Island foods and what makes a great food scene in romance writing. What a fun talk! Subscribe to This Is TASTE: ⁠⁠Apple Podcasts⁠⁠, ⁠⁠Spotify⁠⁠, ⁠⁠YouTube⁠⁠  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Malam ini, acara seru kami kedatangan tamu spesial Cinta Brian & Mikha Hernan! Dua bintang berbakat yang siap berbagi cerita, tawa, dan kejutan spesial hanya di MEET NITE LIVE!#MeetNiteLive #MNL #Kuncen

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Malam ini di Meet Nite Live, penyanyi muda Maysha Jhuan hadir sebagai bintang spesial. Ia berbagi cerita seru seputar lagu terbarunya berjudul "Setidaknya" bersama host Valentinus Resa.

Keeping up with all the natural-gas-related infrastructure under development along the Gulf Coast is a full-time job. New gas pipelines out of the Permian and the Haynesville. New LNG export terminals from Brownsville, TX, to Plaquemines Parish, LA. And don't forget new gas storage capacity — that slice of the midstream sector is in the midst of its biggest boom in decades. In today's RBN blog, we'll finish our review of the latest round of Gulf Coast storage projects.

Pekerja Migran Indonesia di Malaysia, Diah Ayu Kurniasari (DAK), menjadi korban kekerasan brutal yang diduga dilakukan oleh sesama Warga Negara Indonesia. Kasus ini memicu keprihatinan luas setelah foto kondisi korban beredar di media sosial, menimbulkan gelombang kecaman dari publik.#PMI #DiahAyuKurniasari #KekerasanPMI #PekerjaMigranIndonesia #KeprihatinanPublik #Malaysia

A tsunami of natural gas storage projects has been building along the Gulf Coast, most of them aimed at meeting the growing demand for flexible, responsive storage capacity near new LNG export terminals and gas-fired power plants. And the magnitude of that wave keeps growing. In today's RBN blog, we'll begin a new mini-series in which we update the storage projects we discussed in a number of posts last year and describe the additional projects that have come to light since then.

4 weeks of Horror / Week 3: It's Time for the Zombie Cast on Hot Roddin' 2+Nite. One Hour of Flesh Ripping Rock 'N' Roll, so Lock YOUR DOORS & Protect YOUR BRAIN !!! https://mixabilly.com donate @ https://paypal.com/paypalme/mixabilly

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En partenariat avec Mag2Lyon, chaque jeudi soir à partir de 18h30 sur BFM LYON, une femme ou un homme politique la métropole lyonnaise est l'invité spécial de BFM LYON pour répondre aux questions d'Hugo Francé

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Explore the future of space innovation with NITE-STAR: The Next Frontier in Space Test and Training. In this episode, we dive into the U.S. Air Force's groundbreaking NITE-STAR program—an initiative shaping the next generation of space systems, cybersecurity, and digital simulations under the National Space Test and Training Complex (NSTTC).Listen to the podcast to discover how cutting-edge engineering and defense technology are redefining readiness in space operations.Contact ProposalHelper at sales@proposalhelper.com to find similar opportunities and help you build a realistic and winning pipeline.

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Get ready for some spellbound Rock & Roll that may curse your soul as we spread that black magic with #rockabilly & #psychobilly sounds for one full WITCHING hour on Hot Roddin' 2+Nite https://mixabilly.com donate @ https://paypal.com/paypalme/mixabilly

We'd love to hear from you! Click here to send us a text. In this episode of the New Wave Music Podcast, we sit down with Myles and Kyle Mendes of NITE, a band that blends dark synth textures, melodic hooks, and a modern take on new wave. The brothers share the story of their origins, the meaning behind their name, and how their influences helped shape the band's distinctive sound. We also dive deep into their music catalog, highlighting standout tracks from across their career, including their latest single.Along the way, NITE open up about the inspiration behind their songs, and their experience collaborating with Leah Lane from Rosegarden Funeral Party. If you're a fan of dark wave, synth driven atmospheres, or discovering your next favorite band, this is an episode you won't want to miss.Support the show

Lee and Paul are back to talk about two slasher films in this episode which carry a lot of similarities the hosts hadn't originally realized. This time out they cover "The Demon" (1979), directed by Percival Rubens & "Girls Nite Out" (1982), directed by Robert Deubel. Much talk of the failings of these films, the unexpected joys, and the performances of the slumming name actors, Cameron Mitchell and Hal Holbrook respectively. The hosts also talk about what they've watched as of late. "The Demon" IMDB  "Girls Nite Out" IMDB  Check out Paul's beer channel and PA Outdoors Couple channel.   Featured Music: "Little Demon" by Screamin' Jay Hawkins, "Do Something to Me" by Tommy James and The Shondells, and "Judy in Disguise" by John Fred & His Playboy Band.

Week number 1 of our Four weeks of Horror on Hot Roddin' 2+Nite goes to the movies with songs about your fav slasher / b-movie & sci fi flicks grab your popcorn for this Rocker! https://mixabilly.com donate @ https://paypal.com/paypalme/mixabilly 

DnB Nite is a collaboration of MumbleBee, Pandaura, and local artists of Missoula, with the intention to celebrate and listen to all things jungle, dub, garage, and DnB. It is held in whatever-venue-we-can-get, every whenever-we-have-the-time-and-gumption (usually once per year) This particular DnB Nite was hosted in February at Monk's Bar, with sound and promotion supported by Starlight Reunion and Backwoods Beats. this recording was lost for a while, but recently unearthed and remastered. MumbleBee maneuvers through deep minimal basslines with melancholy pop overlays, halftime gut churners, and brain-scratching clickity-clackity sounds - really, what more can you expect from a MumbleBee DnB nite set? You can check out a recording from DnB Nite 1 here --> https://soundcloud.com/user-115438481/dnbnite_1 And a recording of the mix that inspired MumbleBee and Pandaura to start DnB Nite here --> https://soundcloud.com/mumble_b33/mix4james?in=mumble_b33/sets/mix4u Rumors speak of a 4th DnB Nite emerging this winter. Who can say when or where? but if you like DnB, keep an eye on the poster spots downtown and you might find yourself in a dark room with a big soundsystem, surrounded by likeminded folks who just can't get enough DnB.

From September 2015: Tony, Donna, and Ed remember the premiere of The Smothers Brothers Show (CBS, 1965-1966), a short-lived sitcom starring Tom and Dick Smothers that is mostly remembered today for being part of Nick at Nite's weekend lineup in the late 1980s. The failure of The Smothers Brothers Show spurred the Smothers (and Tom in particular) to take more creative control when CBS gave them a second chance in January 1967, with the premiere of The Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour (CBS, 1967-1969).

Corey Elliot Nic At Nite John 3:1-21

Corey Elliot Nic At Nite John 3:1-21

Thank you to everyone who tuned in last week's year 25 Dark Nation Radio retrospective! This week's show is back to the usual emphasis on recent dark music releases with new tracks from bands including Assemblage 23, Lights of Euphoria, Rhys Fulber, Hallows, De/Vision, Ozibut, Fae Fatale, Rotoskop, Coziie, Freaky Mind, Nevada Hardware, Jesus on Extasy, Lost Utopia, Order of the Static Temple, Plastic Rhino, deadfilmstar, Rotersand, and NITE. I hope you enjoy it and thank you for your support! DJ cypher's Dark Nation Radio Playlist 28 September 2025 Rotoskop, “BSWD” Assemblage 23, “Tolderate” De/Vision, “Synchronize (8 AM Bar Mix)” Hallows, “Catalyst” Beborn Beton, “Dancer in the Dark” Freaky Mind, “Might of the Night” Twice Dark, “Invisible Man” Crush of Souls, “Cult of Two” Plastic Estate, “Anymore” VNV Nation, “Armour” Fae Fatale, “Voodoo Doll” Plastic Rhino, “Hole in the Sky” Coziie, “Poise&Sin” Deadfilmstar, “Showstopper” Ozibut, “Passion Triste” Order of the Static Temple, “Monolith of Love” NQNK, “Starsign” N/CTRL, “The Hand that Feeds” Nite, “Cries for Help” Lights of Euphoria, “Electric Lover” Jesus on Extasy, “The End of Everything” Rhys Fulber, “Only Love Will Save Us” Lost Utopia, “Datavore” Nevada Hardware, “Overload” Velvet Acid Christ, “Caustic Disco (Mindless Faith mix)” Circuit Preacher “This All Hurts” Die Sexual, “Desire” Ghost Cop, “Trouble” Rotersand, “16 Devils (Hell Deep Down)” DJ CYPHER'S DARK NATION RADIO—24 years strong! **Live Sundays @ 9 PM Eastern US on Spirit of Resistance Radio sorradio.org **Recorded @ http://www.mixcloud.com/cypheractive **Downloadable @ http://www.hearthis.at/cypheractive **Questions and material for airplay consideration to darknationradio[at] gmail[dot]com **Facebook @ http://www.facebook.com/groups/darknationradio

Time for a rip roarin #rockabilly & #psychobilly shaker that will cure your ills and give you thrills on Hot Roddin' 2+Nite https://mixabilly.com donate at https://paypal.com/paypalme/mixabilly

September 26, 2025 ~ John Spink, Owner and Operator of Nite Lites, joins Kevin to preview the events Nite Lites has to offer at Michigan International Speedway this holiday season. Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See https://pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Bobby is nearly free with only 1 more episode in prison, and in two weeks he'll be on this side of the razor wire spouting off at the mouth as a free man. Inflation hits the prison, mama c has decided to stop screaming in to the social media void, Bobby does some memory time-traveling as he spins some final laps on the prison yard, and perhaps people on the outside need to start living like they're in prison.You can read more about Bobby and prison reform on our website:   notesfromthepen.comAnd check out the GoFundMe to help with Bobby's new start  https://www.gofundme.com/f/j3khzk-help-for-a-new-startTwitter: https://twitter.com/NotesFromThePenInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/p/CJYuOh4pKxa/?igshid=y8lo9kbdifvq   Bluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/notesfromthepen.bsky.socialShout-out to JD and Ashely Bell for all their behind the scenes support.Intro and Outro music created just for Notes From The Pen by PJ Trofibio and Jeff Quintero and used with permission.

Attention the SURF is UP as we end summer with one more Beach Shaking Blast of great rockabilly & psychobilly music. So let's Hang 10, dude with a musical WAVE on Hot Roddin' 2+Nite https://mixabilly.com donate @ https://paypal.com/paypalme/mixabilly 

Not all hauntings begin with shadows and screams. Sometimes they start with something deceptively sweet — like the ghost of a little white dog curling up at your feet. In this haunting letter story, a young girl growing up in a two-story ranch home quickly realizes her new companion may not be so harmless after all. At first, the phantom dog seemed like comfort — a familiar presence keeping her company at night. But as the activity escalated, the haunting grew darker. TVs switched themselves on to Turner Classic Movies and Nick at Nite. A soothing mother-like voice called out in the dark. And when a Ouija board entered the picture, things took a terrifying turn. The name that came through: Lilac. At first, it sounded pretty. But Lilac wasn't here to play. Soon dreams turned to nightmares, shoves came from nowhere, and a child spirit revealed itself as something much more sinister. Tony, Carol, and Todd pick apart the story — debating whether this was multiple entities or one dark force, and whether Ouija boards really open doors that can't be closed. With a mix of chills, sarcasm, and lived experience, they bring this unsettling story to life in the only way Real Ghost Stories Online can. #ghostdog #OuijaBoard #hauntedhouse #paranormal #ghoststories #realghoststories #haunting #paranormalactivity #supernatural #creepy Love real ghost stories? Don't just listen—join us on YouTube and be part of the largest community of real paranormal encounters anywhere. Subscribe now and never miss a chilling new story:

Not all hauntings begin with shadows and screams. Sometimes they start with something deceptively sweet — like the ghost of a little white dog curling up at your feet. In this haunting letter story, a young girl growing up in a two-story ranch home quickly realizes her new companion may not be so harmless after all. At first, the phantom dog seemed like comfort — a familiar presence keeping her company at night. But as the activity escalated, the haunting grew darker. TVs switched themselves on to Turner Classic Movies and Nick at Nite. A soothing mother-like voice called out in the dark. And when a Ouija board entered the picture, things took a terrifying turn. The name that came through: Lilac. At first, it sounded pretty. But Lilac wasn't here to play. Soon dreams turned to nightmares, shoves came from nowhere, and a child spirit revealed itself as something much more sinister. Tony, Carol, and Todd pick apart the story — debating whether this was multiple entities or one dark force, and whether Ouija boards really open doors that can't be closed. With a mix of chills, sarcasm, and lived experience, they bring this unsettling story to life in the only way Real Ghost Stories Online can. #ghostdog #OuijaBoard #hauntedhouse #paranormal #ghoststories #realghoststories #haunting #paranormalactivity #supernatural #creepy Love real ghost stories? Don't just listen—join us on YouTube and be part of the largest community of real paranormal encounters anywhere. Subscribe now and never miss a chilling new story:

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