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Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 6 Zane and the Chancellor Get Jiggy In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels. He who said 'Live by the sword/die by the sword' wasn't into empire-building     In past lives I must have been the first guy up the ladder storming the city walls, the first one into the castle breech, and that trooper charging the machine gun nest, because the only thing I could think to do when my hands were on my nemesis's breasts was to pinch those nipples harder and pull them toward me and up. Mel gasped and fell forward, pressing her chest into mine. I kept twisting and pulling her nipples for thirty seconds while she made these little choking noises, ending in one loud gasp when I let them go. She kept her hands resting on my hips while she brought her breathing under control. "You ,  bastard , she wheezed. "I am ,  going to ,  make you pay." "You sound so angry, Professor Bazz, but I notice you still have your body pressed tightly against mine," I pointed out in a deep seductive voice. I could feel her willing her body away but the flesh refused to obey. I dragged a hand from her shoulder, up her neck to her jawline, then back to her neck. "Your pulse is throbbing like a race horse, Professor," I whispered. "If I stay, I'm going kiss you, and if I kiss you, we are going to end up on the floor ,  so I had better go." Maybe it was the whole city wall/breech/machine gun thing that made me dip down into her. Bazz moved her face away but that only opened up my real target area more. I bit into her neck, eliciting an absolutely slutty yelp, then followed up with a few seconds of tight suction. It ended with one last jab of the tongue before I pulled away. Bazz regarded me, angry but also anxiously anticipating my next move. "I need to go now or I'll be late for Karate Club," I informed her as I backed for the door. The Chancellor answered that with another slap, which stung, and a stomp on my foot, which I avoided. "Was that for the bite, or for leaving you wanting more?" I inquired, "You really do look sizzling hot right now so I'm kind of wondering." "Get ,  out," she growled. With that she strutted back to her desk but before she could round the corner, I let out a low wolf whistle that brought her up cold. She looked over her shoulder with a furious glare. "Whoops, sorry," I shrugged. "You have a great ,  well, I was going to say ass, but really your waist, hips, ass, thighs and calves are all pretty damn fine. You can't blame me for enjoying the view." Randy picked up a glass and gold statue from her desk and hefted it, clearly calculating her desire to hit me with it against the value of the item. "I'll make you grovel at me feet," she said with relish, putting the statue back down. "I'm going to fuck you like I own you," I rebounded. Our eyes clashed, then she pointed to the door. This time I wised up enough to make a gracious exit, breezing past Ms. Marlow and Ms. Goodswell as I left. The women went in opposite directions, Ms. Marlowe going into Doctor Bazz's office and shutting the door with Ms. Goodswell running me down and grabbing my arm. "Zane, what ,  did she slap you?" she blurted out as she looked at my face. "I've had worse," I replied. "What did you do?" she worried. "I'd tell you but you would most likely be ashamed of me. Suffice it to say we didn't part on friendly terms but I'm not expelled yet either," I informed her. "Zane, you don't know who you are truly dealing with," she pleaded, suddenly vulnerable. "She got to you, didn't she?" I asked with new insight. "I'm not going to turn on you, if that's what you are asking/" Virginia assured me. "No. She got to you when you were here as a student," I clarified the question for her. Her lack of response was its own answer. "Are you using me to strike back at her?" I wondered. "No ,  no. Zane, I want you to win on your own merits and not for something I did years ago," she answered fitfully. We silently stared at one another for a few seconds. "How bad is it going to be now?" she questioned me. "How personal has this become?" "Well," I mumbled, "I caught her masturbating, pinched and twisted her nipples, then bit her on the neck ,  oh, and I told her she had a nice body." "You are an idiot," was her assessment. "She is going to make it her personal mission to cause you as much pain as possible." I gave a timid smile. "Damn it, Zane, she will still come after the people around you." "Virginia, she is going to come after us no matter what I do or don't do as long as I stay. The difference is that now I have her out in the open. Now I no longer have to guess what she might be like or what's going around in her head. Making it personal makes it easier on me because I don't doubt that I belong here anymore," I explained. "Now it is me versus an evil bitch." "She's not been beaten in ten years," she warned me. "That's because you hit like girls," I joked. "I thought by now you would have learned how hard girls can hit," Virginia sighed. "It isn't that girls can't hit hard, it is the boobs that get in the way," I quipped. Virginia gave me a glare that was more amused than angry. "I have to get to Karate Club now." "Go," she dismissed me, and off I went. First Victory at the Gym This round of Karate Club started much better than Wednesday's, seeing how I could stand without pain again. I spent the first half of the hour sparring with my second tier teammates and doing exceptionally well. When we were called together for a joint session with the first team, most were elated; me, I was suspicious. Coach Dana Gorman brought out Team Captain Wilhelmina Spellman and pretty much broke her down in front of us. Cappadocia came and went down next. "This has been very unsatisfying. It is clear that our leadership has been lax in developing our skills. Is there anyone willing to defend this team's progress?" It didn't take a rocket scientist to understand there was more to come of the beatings Willy and Cappy had gone through. "What about you, Mr. Braxton?" Dana came to the point of this whole exercise. Willy and Cappy, like me, were Christina supporters, and this was clearly an effort to nip the rebellion in the bud. "Thanks but no thanks; I think I've learned enough from you today. Maybe I'll feel ready for a fascist beat-down on Friday," I laughed. "Fine, Mr. Braxton , she continued. "Please Dana, call me Zane, since you are clearly trying to figure a way to get my blood on your fists," I interrupted. "Zane, if you show a little backbone and join me in a friendly practice session, I'll make you exempt from Handmaiden's Duty tomorrow," Dana offered. "Make it any person of my choice and we have a deal," I answered. "Very well," Dana agreed. "I choose Rio Talon," I jumped at the opportunity. "Done. Now get up here," Dana motioned. "Who will referee us?" I inquired; Dana smiled and pointed to the first team member whose ass I'd kicked an hour earlier, Mercy Chaplain. That seemed fair , We went to our sparring positions. It should be pointed out that I had two years of informal training in kickboxing; Dana had over fifteen years of competitive experience in Karate. I had height, weight, and reach on her, but since this was a Karate match I couldn't use all my moves. In essence, I should have been running instead of fighting. "Ready ,  Go," Mercy shouted. My first thought was 'Damn, that's fast,' as I blundered my way through my initial block. I didn't have a second to marvel at my good fortune before another quick flow of kicks and punches came my way. I ran out of room, luck, and fighting space, taking a blow to the cheek. "Point!" Mercy called out. We fell back to our initial positions and we started again. This time I ended flat on my back and her 'touch' to my chest that was supposed to finish me really hurt. "Point." "Is this the best you've got, Zane? Do you want to give up now?" Dana asked evenly. I spun up, resumed my starting position but remained silent. Dana lined up and came at me again. This time I did the wrong thing; I gave up my reach advantage, catching her off-guard for the split second it took me to drive my knee into her diaphragm. I rode the blow into Dana, driving her into the ground and finishing her with a blow to the chest. "Point." I rolled off the coach before she could react and reverse our positions. Dana sprung up and took a fighting stance. "That wasn't a Karate move," she pointed out angrily. "This isn't a training session so I guess that makes us even," I grinned. "Do you want to give up now?" I retook my start position but adopted the more fluid kick-boxing style. "I see you've stopped pretending to know Karate," she snorted. "At least one of us has stopped pretending," I shot back. "When you actually start caring for this club again, let me know." The strike was so fast I didn't really see it. I'm so damn good my arm actually tried to block before the thought registered in my head; I was just too slow and she snaked past my guard to slam her fist into my stomach. Another blow came, followed by a leg-sweep. I plummeted to the ground and Dana was on me like a leopard closing for the kill. Dana's only problem was that this had ceased being tournament combat and become a street fight. I brought a knee up between us, deflected her fist with my elbow, and pile-drove my skull into her forehead. This let me leverage her off me and break back to my feet. Just my luck; Dana was right on me, barely letting me get my hands up for protection. The Coach was still coming on, rapid-fire with kicks and punches; I could not find an opening to attack back. Something had changed, though; Dana was showing me much more respect. Twice more I fended her off from the ground but the third time she was simply too much, connecting her fist to my cheek so hard she drew blood. I half-expected a second punch but it never came. "Point?" Mercy called out in confusion. Dana stood up quickly and looked at me. I jumped to a standing position in one fluid move. I rubbed the back of my hand against my cheek. The sweat stung the wound and I left a smear of blood, which I licked off. I defiantly walked back to my starting position. She came at me like a desert storm, fierce and burning. The outcome was pretty much the same except I took the finishing blow like a jackhammer to my jaw. "Point." I saw stars and was still wobbling when I returned to my starting position. Not being at 100%, the results were predictable, I was back on the mat in five seconds. "Point." "Stay down," she ordered me quietly. I pushed myself up and worked my way back for some more punishment. Dana took her position and ,  I kicked her so hard upside her head I was momentarily afraid I'd broken her neck. She landed face first; I flipped her over and punched her hard in the sternum. "Point." "I can keep this up all day long," I promised Dana as I took my turn staring down at the Defeated. Thirty seconds later I was staring up the ceiling of the gym with several girls, Dana and Cappy among them, looking down at me. "What happened to the other guy?" I moaned. "What other guy?" Cappadocia said, "It was , She was clearly worried I had a concussion. "The truck that hit me," I joked weakly. "Please tell me that hitting my face ruined their whole day." "It seems you weren't able to keep this up all day after all," Coach Dana told me as she stood to leave. I was on Martian time," I coughed. "They have much shorter days." I had no idea if that was true or not; I should ask Iona. "I think our lessons are finished for today," Dana announced. "Right when I was starting to wear you down," I teased her. Dana stopped walking away and studied me with annoyance. I tried to stand, with half the girls trying to help me up while the others tried to hold me down for my own survival's sake. "Assume the start position," Dana ordered me sternly. I finally managed to force my way to my feet but by the time I had, Wilhelmina had taken my place. "Wilhelmina?" Coach Dana questioned. "I apologize," Willy stated. "I've learned my mistake. I should have never given up on your lessons so easily the first time. I clearly haven't learned enough but I'm willing to keep at it as long as you are." "Me too," Cappadocia chimed in defiantly. Dana Gorman wasn't an easy woman to push around. Willy, Cappy, and two other girls kept going at her until we had to break for dinner. Before the five of us left the gym I tapped Gorman on her shoulder. "Rio has tomorrow free and clear, remember?" I asked. Dana nodded reluctantly. "What about Ms. Becket?" she questioned. "You keep the fight fair and I'm not worried about it. You keep making this crap up as you go along and we will have a serious Come to Jesus meeting. Please pass the word on because I'd hate for some girl to walk into this thinking you can protect them," I cautioned her. "Mr. Braxton, I can protect them," Dana stated confidently. "I sincerely doubt that since you have no idea how I'd get my revenge," I grinned, before spinning away and starting to join my fellow students. "All I have to do is stop you, Zane," she pointed out. "That's your mistake, Dana; I'm no longer alone. We are willing to play as rough as you are now. If you keep this an educational experience nothing will happen," I warned her. "Do you really think you have that much power here?" Dana scoffed. "Nope. But then, I'm not the idiot who punished Christina Buchanan for showing a bit of mercy toward Rio and I. Without her, we were doomed, so thank the Chancellor for giving us all common cause," I explained before leaving with the ladies. By the time I made it to the Dining Hall things were looking bitter and depressing but events quickly proved my boast to Dana to be correct. The pro-Rhaine forces had been pretty harsh to the freshmen supporting Christina and morale was low. Christina had, upon arrival, started rallying her supporters with a few kind words and a gentle touch. When Mrs. Carradine went to stop her and make her resume her seat, Rio 'accidently' coated the teacher in spaghetti, broccoli and a double helping of jello. She didn't get to enjoy her success for long; four girls planted their trays on Rio's head right after that. But they clearly didn't know who they were dealing with. Rio calmly picked up a meatball from the ground, popped it in her mouth and told them, "Yo, bitch, tell the cook it needs more salt," then made her way back to her seat and acted like nothing had happened. Iona grinned wearily and brushed some broccoli out of Rio's hair. The train wreck that followed was predictable. The teachers tried to enforce a ban to stop the food fighting but clearly were far more concerned with suppressing Christina's side. Five unresolved food attacks later, Christina secretly sent out the word and her followers attacked en mass, selecting known Rhaine supporters and burying them in one rush that no authority on the floor could stop. Before the teachers could bring order out of the chaos, Christina directed her people to escape. I joined the exodus and soon found myself in a group of ten seniors, Christina and company included. I stood next to Barbie Lynn as the others hashed out what was going on and slowly, the reason for me being there was revealed. Seniors and juniors were in this little movement because they knew, liked, and respected Christina. Freshmen and sophomores were more in this because of me, mainly based on the novelty of my existence. I was an administrative screw-up, but I was TheIR administrative screw-up. I also made the Handmaiden's Duty a fun thing whenever I could and not an onerous chore. Apparently, a few of them even described me to the seniors as 'charming'. Our problem was, how did we make our rebellion grow? The fact was that most of the incentives were doled out by the faculty. "We target sympathetic teachers, then," Christina directed. "That food fight had to make us look good too," Chastity said. "Nothing is as effective as a failed suppression attempt." "I'm fixing up the Solarium tomorrow," I informed the group. "So?" one of the unnamed seniors stated in a condescending matter. "You need a broom?" "Actually, I've recruited ninety freshmen and we are going to prep the entire roof for occupation," I responded. The senior looked to Christina who gave her a clever lopsided grin. "Temperance, I told you he wasn't a lost cause," Christina reminded her. "Occupation for what?" Faith inquired. I looked nervously about because that part of the plan was so easy to bust apart. I decided to give a partial lie. "On Sunday afternoon I'm having furniture delivered from a rental service," I told them. "What's a sofa or two going to accomplish?" Temperance questioned. "How about three flat screens, two pool tables, a hot tub, two refrigerators, a coffee bar, a Wi-Fi hot spot, and eight rooms full of furniture?" I related to the small group. "You are bringing in all of that?" Temperance gasped. "You got us a hot tub?" Barbie Lynn exulted. "Zane inherited a small fortune," Christina pointed out. "That's small by Christina's standards," Chastity teased her friends. "Yes, Barbie Lynn, our dorm will have a hot tub," I tried to keep the lusty images of Barbie in a bikini out of my mind. By the look in her eyes she was having even less success than I was, though; I doubted I looked as good in a bikini. "How are you getting the water up there?" Hope seemed intrigued. "The roof's gardens were rigged for irrigation so we have the water. I am adding a few hot water heaters for any other needs, including the dish washer, washer/dryer, sauna, and showers and Jacuzzi tubs. Believe me, I had some friends look this over," I promised. "I think we can trust Iona to have done a thorough job," Christina glanced my way knowingly. "Iona?" a different senior asked. "Iona Becket," Heaven answered with a smirk. "That's his witty little sidekick who invented Zane's Handmaiden's Duty schedule. She's tons smarter than he is." "Heaven, anytime you want to stop talking about me as if I'm not in the room, feel free," I jibbed. "Don't hold your breath, sweet-cheeks," Heaven snapped right back. That little exchange seemed to have eased the tension in the group. "Let's split and keep up the recruiting drive. Stick to groups when we can and try to help any freshmen we know to be on our side," Christina directed. The group split up but instead of heading into my dorm I headed toward the parking lot. "Zane, where are you going?" Christina inquired. "I promised my aunt we'd spend a few more dinners together and I'm late as it is, but can I have a moment of your time when I get back?" I responded. Christina gave me a curious look then nodded and led her posse in the other direction. Each girl waved me good-bye in their own way. After the dining hall melee, eating with my aunt was purely mundane and relaxing, for which I was very thankful. Honestly I only wanted to shave her legs. "Zane, what's up?" Christina said by way of greetings when I returned to campus that night. Despite the gang being alone, the group of us gathered in tightly together. "I had an interesting talk with the Chancellor today, as you all probably know. Among other things, she told me she knew Heaven's secret and she'd expose it and my relationship with her, bringing about my humiliation," I informed them. There was a hush amongst us. "What, what did you tell her?" Heaven asked fearfully. "I told her to go right ahead," I replied. A murmur of displeasure went through the group, except Christina, who stared intently at the ground, and Heaven who looked like she was going to cry, or kick my ass. "How could you do that to me?" Heaven whispered. Before I could answer, Christina chuckled softly. "Heaven, the key phrase here is 'humiliate him'. Zane isn't afraid of the whole world knowing you two are together. She's severely underestimated him and his ability to differentiate between lust and friendship." Heaven looked to me for verification. I gave her a kiss on the lips before saying, "Christina said it better than I could, but she knows what I meant." "Besides," Hope added, "now that Zane is here, Heaven, you get grandfathered in, so to speak. You've been here three years so they have to let you graduate." Heaven look to me with some kind of new curiosity. Once again I almost wish she'd kick me instead. "Heaven?" I questioned her. She bit her lip. "Can we have some boyfriend-girlfriend time?" she asked me all of a sudden. "Damn, Heaven, I thought we agreed to share Zane?" Chastity teased her. "Along with letting the poor guy get some sleep from time to time," Hope agreed. "Can we get together tomorrow, Heaven?" I begged my transsexual lover. "Make sure you get Barbie Lynn's permission," Faith joked weakly. "Screw this," I groaned, "I'm getting a clone." "That's enough, ladies," Christina announced. "Zane, thank you for the information. It gives us some things to think about; good night." Heaven rushed up and kissed me hungrily before joining her departing friends - ravenous little minx. I've Never Done this Before I made my way to the dorm and proceeded quietly to the fifth floor, saying goodnight to a few girls along the way. I was pretty sure the door being locked guaranteed me a bit of alone time. Clue number one that this was not going to happen was the soft fluttering glow from the top of the stairs followed by the faint scent of roses and wax. I was trying to figure out what Barbie Lynn had planned when I came up to the landing and saw Brandi and Opal reclining on the bed and staring at me, illuminated by the light of a dozen candles. 'Oh, fuck,' I thought, 'Brandi, leg shaving, rescheduled from earlier this evening, plus Opal hoping for a three-way later. Damn it!' I must look somewhat put-out because when Brandi addressed me she was cautious. "Is everything okay?" "Yes, absolutely," I responded. "I need to get some hot water, some towels, and we can begin." "We brought up the towels and hooked up a coffee maker for the hot water," Opal said. "Great," I summoned up as much enthusiasm as I could manage, "let's see what I've got to work with." I walked up to Brandi, taking off my shirt. As I came up, Brandi swung her legs off the bed and spread them to either side of me. I sat cross-legged on the floor, taking my shoes and socks off. Before slowly and sensually removing her shoes and socks, I made sure to massage each calf. "So, what kinds of tools are being provided?" I questioned her. "We have shaving cream, a safety razor, a multi-purpose moustache trimmer," Opal presented to me. "Trimmer?" I questioned. Instead of speaking, Brandi stood up - which kind of put her crotch right in my face - then slowly wiggled down her panties until she stepped out of them and tossed them aside. "I want a rose," Brandi informed me with some passion as she lifted her skirt and exposed her pubic hair for my sculpting pleasure. I was at a total loss of what to do so I went with what came natural; I leaned forward and took a lick. Brandi was already quite worked up, juicy and succulent to the tongue. She leaned in and began running her hands over my scalp. With Brandi's skirt draped over me, I had an epiphany: I was not alone in this. I grabbed my phone and made a rather interesting phone call, my mouth was working on Brandi as it rang. "Zane?" Leigh said. "Umm, Leigh" I responded as I switched from lips to fingers in Brandi, "I need a favor." "Sure, babe, what is it?" she replied. "I'm, well, shaving a girl's legs and, pubic hairs, hold on, Umm, I have never done this before and I don't know how to do a design," I asked. "What do you have to work with?" Leigh inquired while I dipped in deeply with my grooved tongue, bringing forth a throaty moan from Brandi. "A safety razor, shaving cream, and a moustache trimmer," I answered. "No silly, what does the area you are working with look like; thin, thick, hairy, or sparse?" Leigh asked. "I, oh, hold on," I replied. I turned the phone around, clicked it, and sent a freshly snapped picture. "Zane, did you just, Brandi gasped. "Oh, God!" she then giggled. "You did, didn't you?" I upped my licking game to assuage her worries, which only made her moan louder and rock her hips. "Zane, where are you? What are you doing right now?" Leigh snickered, knowing the answer. "Honest, Leigh, it is school work," I shot back, then "Yes, Brandi, I've brought in a consultant." This brought in more giggling from both sides of the conversation. "Zane, if you can tear yourself away from her muff, start shaving her legs and I'll call you in fifteen minutes with what the girls and I can come up with," Leigh chuckled. I reluctantly left my station beneath Brandi and poured the hot water into a basin with cooler water until it was barely uncomfortably hot. Setting things by Brandi's feet, I grinned at her. "This will be better with the skirt off," I told her. "This will be easier if everything is off," Opal added eagerly, then explained with, "You wouldn't want your shirt or bra to get wet." 'Shirt or bra to get wet?' I doubted that was where Opal's mind was at. Opal wanted a chance to ogle Brandi's naked body before closing in for the kill; my mind ran the same way. I was a tad curious, wondering what Brandi thought of Opal's continued presence but not so much that I was willing to risk the moment for Opal. Using a steamy hot cloth to coat Brandi's legs turned into a really erotic act. Once I covered the right leg, I went back and removed the first compress and applied the shaving cream. Brandi's legs were 'so hairy' I was pretty sure they hadn't been shaved since, this morning; Hell, the damn things were so smooth they were reflecting the candlelight dancing around us before I even started. I was three-quarters up the left leg when Leigh called back. "Hey, Stud, how is your latest victim doing?" Leigh teased me. I popped off a photograph of Brandi below the waist in response. "Lucky bitch," Leigh squealed. "Hey, Zane!" shouted Paris over the connection. A few more "Hey s" came over the phone right after that from girls I couldn't identify. "Come on, girls," Leigh growled playfully to her Kappa Sigma Sorority Sisters, which was followed by a chorus of "Goodnight, good luck, and see you tomorrow." "I'm sending you a rose design that should work for you and it's to scale," Leigh informed me. Sure enough, I looked at my phone and saw there was a beautifully done rose on some girl's pubic mound. It looked very realistic and I told Leigh so. "That's because it is real, Dummy. It is a sister at Colorado State," Leigh responded. "That was nice of her," I told Leigh. Leigh laughed loudly. "Nice? No, we showed her a picture of you and traded a night with you over Spring Break for the picture and the help," Leigh chuckled. "Seriously? I wasn't aware I was that good looking," I sounded incredulous. "That's why we love you, Zane, you are smoking hot but don't act like it; that and your big cock, your dynamite stamina, and that awesome sexual prowess," Leigh faux-sighed over the phone while I lowered my head in shame. I kept shaving, though, because I didn't want Brandi's skin to get cold. "Where am I going to meet my savior?" I asked Leigh. "We are still working that out," Leigh replied. "Tawny doesn't want to give you up for the entire time so we may need to fly a group of them down to Florida when we go." Great, now I was spending Spring Break in Florida, which city, I didn't know yet. "Of course I will honor my commitment to the Kappa Sigma's," I assured Leigh. "I can also help with airfare if needed." "We never doubted you, Zane; now get to work and warm that poor girl up, I mean work her over," giggle, "I mean, do your duty and make her look lovely where it counts," Leigh finished. "Thanks, Leigh, I owe you. Can I get a picture of my muse?" I inquired. "I'll give her your phone number and you two can talk it out," Leigh responded. "I'm okay with that, we should get along; but I'm off now so goodbye," I finished up. I looked up at Brandi and flashed her the picture and let her study it. "That looks cool, and she's a red-head," Brandi noted. Opal snuggled up behind Brandi on the sly and looked over her shoulder. "Well, now we know who to watch out for when we follow Zane down to Spring Break," Opal pointed out, "Or at least we know what she's like down below." I decided that working on Brandi was my mission for the night. A hot compress to her private regions was my opening diversion but as I lay the cloth down, I slipped a hand back to her cunny and slowly began to play with her lips. Brandi lay back on the bed, propped up by her elbows and resting against Opal's thighs and stomach, laying her head between Opal's breasts. Opal was on her knees behind Brandi and was reclining to let Brandi stretch out. As far as I could see, Opal was down to wearing her socks and skirt and that was all. I worked two fingers into Brandi's virgin slit; three strokes in and one up to clip the clit. I waited until Brandi's nipples were both fully erect, perky, and a deep, dark pink. I sprayed out the foam, cut the foam down to a manageable level and with the picture in one hand I began my shaving experiment. God favored Brandi because it turns out I am a prodigy with a small razor. Brandi's design was virtually identical to the girl's from Colorado. She was so enraptured with the whole procedure, she missed Opal's hands slowly sliding down her shoulder to her chest. Opal traced her fingers under Brandi's perky breasts, unnoticed except by me. When I finished, I took Brandi's hand and directed her toward my mirror on my wardrobe. She rose up on her knees and looked over my handiwork and cooed. "Zane," she turned and jumped me, "this is fantastic. All the other girls will be so jealous," Brandi squealed ecstatically. I took her by her knees and drew them toward me until I was back between her legs. "Do you want to go now or is there something more you want me to do?" I asked in a darkly sensual and seductive voice full of passion. Brandi grew quiet and uncertain so I took her tit into my mouth, held it in place, and flicked my tongue over its stiff nipple tip. "Ah, ah, ah, Zane," Brandi moaned. She bit her lip and rolled her head back until she bumped into Opal, who was moving back behind her again. "Hey," Brandi responded dreamily to Opal, as if suddenly remembering she was with us. "Hey, yourself," Opal purred in return. She moved a hand between Brandi's torso and the arm she was using to support her reclining figure, to the side of Brandi's breast. I pressed one hand between Brandi's legs and began rubbing that spot right above her hooded clit, bringing about further sexual confusion on her part. She started panting and licking her lips while shifting her gaze from my eyes to Opal's. Finally, her lips remained open and Opal knew it was the moment to breach the space between them. Brandi stiffened and I waited for her to rebel but when she didn't, I compounded the pleasure of her embrace with Opal by increasing my teasing and pulling with my teeth on her nipple as well as rubbing one finger around her clit and slipping it into her hot cunt. That did the trick because Brandi freed one supporting arm up and wrapped her hand around Opal's head and pulled her deeper into their embrace. For her part, Opal matched Brandi's passion with unleashed desire, stroking her hand around from the side of her breast into lazy circles closing in on the nipple. We kept this up for several minutes until Brandi began squirming. She ended up flopping onto her back with Opal splayed out to the side on her stomach, still kissing her lips and face. Instead of following Brandi's body up, I returned to her sweet cunt and led off with a rapid tongue-fucking that brought a quiver to her thighs almost immediately. "Oh, Christ," Brandi gasped as she arched up once, then twice, before desperately grasping my pillow and screaming into it. Great, another screamer; but at least this outcry was shrill and tingled the toes instead of shattering eardrums. I sat back on my haunches as Brandi continued to twist and writhe on the bed. Opal gently tickled Brandi's nipples, keeping Brandi's orgasm going on and on, but I saw the opportunity in this. I located an unused hot compress to clean my face then snuck over to Opal and ran a hand along her ankle. It took Opal less than a second to judge my intentions and eagerly spread her legs to allow me in. I had played with Opal before; she tasted great and responded with barely constrained excitement every time. I began placing little kisses along her inner thighs, half way up from her knees. By the time I placed the tip of my tongue on the junction between her thigh and cunt, she relented in her assault on Brandi and lay back fully on the bed. For nearly a minute the room was filled with the faint echoes of Brandi and Opal breathing heavy and my licking and lapping Opal's cunt; she was really juicy and thick to the tongue. "Hey," Brandi said in a sultry voice. I peeked up and saw she had rolled onto her side and was looking down at Opal with a romantic gleam in her eye. "Umm, Opal moaned with a serene smile on her lips, a very happy girl. "Your nipples are very puffy," Brandi continued as she poked Opal's left nipple with her fingertip. Opal answered that with a coaxing touch to Brandi's stomach along the bikini line. "Can I?" Brandi asked Opal, her eyes flitting from Opal's eyes to her breast. Opal nodded. Brandi engulfed the top of Opal's breast with one 'pop' sound. The way her cheeks moved around, Brandi was whirling around both flesh and nipple in a rapid motion. Opal's other hand reached over and put gentle pressure on the back of Brandi's head. "That's a good girl," Opal cooed. Brandi looked up, beamed affection at Opal (so I was later told), and switched to the farther nipple. I slowly pushed Opals legs up by the back of her knees and lengthened my tongue lashing from above the clit to the tip of her anus, which made Opal squeal and shiver. "Oh, I'm so loving this school year," Opal exclaimed with bated breath. "Me too," nipple-lick, nipple-lick, "Slurp, slurp, so good," Brandi added. Opal began losing the ability to talk coherently, drew her legs so far back she was pressing Brandi into her, and began thrusting her hips up to my mouth. I switched my full attention to sucking and nibbling her clit and slipping two fingers into her tight virgin cunt. "Hey!" Brandi gulped as Opal grabbed her by the shoulders and began pulling her up. Brandi was clearly confused so I took a moment to see if I could help. Opal was trying to maneuver Brandi into a kneeling position, "Sit on her face, Brandi," I guessed. "She wants to lick your cunt." Brandi looked back at me somewhat uncertainly, to which I responded with a reassuring look; then she giggled and started straddling Opal's face. Opal went after Brandi so hard and fast the girl yelped and bucked up, but Opal's grip on her thighs allowed her to keep her lips locked tightly on Brandi's cunt. "Ayaya!" Brandi gasped out as Opal licked furiously and Brandi rocked back and forth like a nude princess doing dressage. I let Opal's legs come down slightly because I discovered another task for my hands. With my left hand I reached underneath Opal's thighs and began teasing her butthole. I used my right to part Brandi's cheeks and do the same with hers. Brandi looked over her shoulder, gave me a smile, and kept rocking. Opal trembled slightly but pushed her reservations aside. The first hint of anal penetration kicked Opal over the edge and she had a whole-body seizure as her orgasm rocked through the three of us. Brandi pulsated even harder on Opal's convulsing face, virtually propelling my first finger's digit up her ass. She squealed delightfully. "Zane, that's wonderful!" she screamed. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Yes!" and she went off, with no pillow to shelter our environs this time. Brandi toppled over and I had to grab her leg to stop her from tumbling off the bed and onto the floor. She was still gasping and panting too much to articulate a response, though thankfully she didn't struggle. I sat there stretched out for several seconds before Opal became aware enough to help me pull Brandi back to safety. I sorted Brandi out to one side with Opal on the other and settled between them, all of us staring at the ceiling in various states of sexual recharge. "Is everyone okay?" I managed to ask after a few deep breaths. "No," Opal murmured. I groaned, imagining what else I would have to do to get her to go to bed when Opal reached out and stroked my cock. "Someone hasn't gotten what they've wanted tonight," Opal purred as she rolled up onto an elbow and looked down on me. I let her work me over for a while but when I made a move toward her own love box, she slapped my hand away. "No, Zane," she scolded me. "I'd like to be able to walk to my room, not crawl, so behave." As I nursed my slapped wrist, I noticed that Brandi had rolled over and was looking down at me and what Opal had returned to doing to me. "I, can I?" Brandi asked tentatively, extending a hand to my member. "Sure," I smiled warmly. Brandi touched it, drew away rapidly, then touched it once, twice, and on the third effort managed to wrap her hand around my shaft. "It is so warm, no, hot, and throbbing. I've never held one before," she whispered in an almost worshipful moan. "Our boy Zane is actually quite big," Opal grinned like a predatory cat. "You've," gulp, "held a few cocks?" Brandi wondered. "No. But several of us girls measured him while he was, preoccupied and checked online for references. He definitely qualifies as larger than most," Opal chuckled playfully. "You measured me in the shower?" I grumbled indignantly. I would have been angrier except that as Opal stroked up my cock, she would intertwine her fingers with Brandi's stationary hold, rub my cockhead, then stroked back down. Fuck, that was awesome. Somewhere along the way Brandi began pumping the top of my cock while Opal kept up on the bottom. Sometimes when you don't imagine life can take you any higher, you get tossed a stepladder. Opal leaned in and licked the slit of my knob. Three passes of the tongue later, Brandi leaned in and gave it a try. Do you know you can tell the differences in the girl by the texture of her tongue? I'm learning new stuff every day (and night). I only exited my early bliss when I felt Opal's mouth engulf me and take in an inch, displacing Brandi's hand. Opal moved her head up and down in a slow, steady, slick motion with a tongue that had advanced rapidly in proficiency in the past week. I almost missed Opal snaking a hand to the top of Brandi's head and bringing her down within striking distance. Brandi probably didn't know she was sticking her tongue out and licking her lips with sensual grace mixed with school girl innocence. In a move that would have made the Women's 2008 Soccer Team proud, Opal transitioned Brandi to her first taste of cock effortlessly and didn't need to press the new girl's head down. Brandi hovered there, her lips over the cockhead and her tongue lifeless. Her eyes flashed to Opal, then to me, begging for guidance. "Roll your tongue around the head," Opal counsels her, "while going down a little further, until you are about to gag." Brandi proceeded to do just that and I had to admit she was really enthusiastic. "Umph humf " she gurgled as she took almost half of me into her steamy mouth, brushing the back of her throat. "What was that?" Opal teased her as she stroked Brandi's hair and twirled a lock around her finger. Brandi reluctantly pulled off, yet managed to do it with an angelic cast to her aura. "I thought this would be gross but cock-sucking is wonderful. I want to gobble Zane all up," Brandi bubbled, "Do you think I can swallow all of him?" "Slow down, cowgirl!" Opal giggled. "No teeth," I cautioned her. I didn't want to sound like a wimp but I'm seriously attached to my cock; it has gotten me out of trouble more times than I can count. I owe it to Zany Zane to keep him safe. "Tell me if I'm doing something wrong," Brandi peeked at me coyly. Before I could rummage up a reply, she pursed her lips and went down on me again. She bobbed up and down repeatedly and after a while, Opal joined in by pumping the bottom of my shaft and fondling my nuts. Brandi gagged again and again but kept charging back down for more until I felt her throat's embrace of my cock tighten and my girth slip farther down. Not to be outdone, Opal deemed it time to nestle her head against Brandi's cheek and suck in one of my balls, licking and sucking on my ball sack. She lifted my leg aside and over her shoulder so she could slide around for better access. Hell, I would have twisted myself into a pretzel for the sensations those two girls were giving me and the only other thing I could think was, this was them at the beginner's level. What would experience bring? When Opal began rubbing against my anal ring, I could feel my control slipping, a red haze of orgasmic anticipation overwhelming everything else. "Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, I'm going to cum!" I cried out. Brandi bobbed, oblivious to the implications for several more seconds. "Brandi," Opal warned her urgently, "he's about to shoot his semen down your throat!" That caused Brandi to freeze up, begin to panic, and start gagging once more. She popped up, her teeth scrapping over my angry purple head, causing me to yelp. "Oh, God, what do I do?" Brandi pleaded. "Put your mouth over his head, suck lightly, and stroke him rapidly with your hand," Opal guided her. Opal caught my surprised look so she explained. "The Science Club has an illegal internet hook-up the school doesn't monitor. A few of us looked up blowjob techniques." Brandi came down on me with remarkable alacrity and a touch made more intriguing by her rapid, painful departure. Then it occurred to me: we have a Science Club? "Atta girl," Opal sighed with some relief. She'd blown me once before but it had been, admittedly, her first time. "All, most, there," I growled to Brandi. My hips began micro-thrusts up and Brandi became more vigorous. "Get ready," Opal grinned. "Now swallow like crazy, and it is a creamy/salty taste so don't freak out." "Cumming!" I growled, and I did. Brandi choked for an instant but then I felt her throat constrictions as she gulped my seed down and rolled my cockhead with her tongue. Six times I shot off strongly, once or twice as twitches, before I sank down onto my bed and started breathing at something resembling a normal rate. Brandi sat back before I was totally done, savoring the taste of me in her mouth. Opal guided herself to my still hard cock and began lapping up the remains of my semen and Brandi's copious saliva. "When can you be ready again!" chirped Brandi. Blink. Opal chuckled around my rod, clearly amused with Brandi's evolution to a more sexually liberated mindset. She then sat up and began licking my semen that was still around Brandi's lips and dripping down her chin, I gotta do this again! "Give me a few seconds, Brandi," I joked, as I wormed my way up toward my pillow and collapsed. "Groan, we should also consider going to bed sometime before sunrise," Opal muttered only half-jokingly. The two girls cuddled up with me, Brandi in the middle, trading kisses back and forth between Opal and I. I reached across her and tantalized one of Opal's nipples, causing her to close her eyes and bite her lower lip. "When can we get together like this again?" Brandi sighed happily, as she pushed her heart-shaped ass against my crotch and stroked Opal's cheek and temple. "At 5:45 in the morning Zane has shower time and anything goes. So if you want to get together then, Opal hinted seductively. Brandi bit her finger like the lovely little slut-angel persona she had suddenly embraced. "What's next, Brandi wondered, "for us, sexually?" "I think bedrest is next," I told her. "I think she means experimenting, and if I know Zane," Opal winked, "he'll get behind the situation." I groaned at the play on words but Brandi was confused. "This isn't the time," I sighed, feeling the fatigue creeping in. "Oh, come on," Brandi begged. "Well, I've heard certain Seniors talking about Zane, and how he pounds that big cock up their asses," Opal purred with feline seductiveness. Brandi shivered, then flexed her ass around my hardening cock. "That," she worried while squeezing my cock with her ass cheeks, ", up my ass, that's scary," Brandi whimpered. "I've never done it before but I hear those girls really love it," Opal tantalized Brandi, "that thick cock pushing deep into you, filling you up, his hips pounding down on your ass, while he kisses you on the neck and ear, his hot breath," Brandi began rubbing her cunt, "on your neck, that rod pumping in and out, and Opal started laughing. Brandi began breathing heavy, her heart rate quickened and her hand picked up its rhythm. "Imagine all that heat that was in your mouth, in your ass instead, burning you up and stretching you out until you just can't take anymore, and then, Opal paused for effect ", he tells you he's halfway in." Brandi rolled over and looked at me with wide eyes, clearly in need, clearly ready to ask me to fuck her ass then and there, and my phone rang. Sold Out and a Price to be Paid "Zane Braxton?" an unknown female voice inquired. "Sure is; Colorado State?" I guessed. The woman gave a playful chuckle. "Brianna Kincaid," she filled me in; her accent was a bit off but I couldn't place it. "Well, did you like what you saw?" "I can't believe you actually asked me that," I laughed, "but since you want some well-deserved flattery, I'll tell you that what I saw was damn sexy, but, well, " "Yes?" she questioned. "It made me wonder how great you must taste, and how your flush lips would feel along the tip of my tongue, you know, the way they are when you make that first tentative contact," I explained. "Ah, fuck," she moaned, "that's teasing, damn it!" "Is it teasing if I plan to deliver?" I countered. "Do you promise to make me cry your name out like Sister Leigh did?" she upped the ante. "Huh? What? Am I missing something here?" I evaded. "Did the Lancaster chapter house tell you what they sent out?" Brianna questioned me. "They said they sent a picture," I replied, which caused Brianna to laugh uproariously. "Damn. They sent out an edited session of you with Leigh, and then you, Leigh, and Paris," she chortled. "I, well, let me explain," I stammered. "Wait, video too?" "Yes. Leigh's webcam was on," Brianna snickered. "She claims it was accidental." Suddenly the whole 'dunking me in the pool' thing was a bunch more suspicious. "It was really nice of you, trying to take the fall for those two, I mean Paris and Leigh, with their President. It shows you can be a real gentleman." "Who did she share this with?" I inquired fearfully. "Every chapter house in North America," Brianna said with unbridled mirth. My silence must have been deafening because, "Zane, did we break you?" "No," I sighed, "it is just that I go to a Christian School and this may become a problem." "Christian School, please tell me it is a college of some kind," Brianna pleaded. "For that matter, please tell me you are at least eighteen." "My school is Freedom Fellowship University here in Lancaster," I assured her, "and I'm eighteen. I have been for a few months." "Thank God. I was afraid that I had broken the law," she sighed. "So is there anything you want to know about me?" "What's your major? Do you have someone in your life? What year are you in college?" I inquired. "You don't want a picture or to know my age?" she asked with some curiosity. "Well, age isn't really a factor for me, unless you are some kind of child prodigy, you should be legal. As for a picture, not really, because if you see me and don't want to hook up, there is no harm, no foul," I outlined. There was a pause on her part. "Zane, where did you say you went to school?" she asked suspiciously, leading me to believe I was the victim of an internet search. "FFU. And I know it is an All-Girls School but I am a student here. It is a long story but Leigh and Tawny can verify it," I swore. "Wow, what is it like?" Brianna questioned. "Me and over nine hundred women? It is exhausting, plus the Administration wants me gone so my school days are full of excitement," I confessed. "So what exactly were you doing with that young lady I helped out tonight, anyway?" she asked. "We have a quaint little tradition here at FFU called Handmaiden's Duty. It requires any freshmen to do any task that a more senior student asks, baring anything actually damaging. Freshmen are safe in classrooms and dorm rooms," I related. "So, you end up doing things like shaving a girl's legs, or shaving her muff in a rose design, that's classic," Brianna murmured appreciatively. "And here I was afraid you were a whore." "I prefer the term 'slut' over 'whore,' but I am a slut. I love women, and I love learning about a woman's body, how special it is, unique and exquisite," I told her. "Damn, you sound sincere," she said with compassion. "That is because I am," I replied honestly. "Okay, here you go," she stated, and a picture arrived in my box. My eyes must have bugged because there were giggles on either side of me. "Brianna, I'm afraid your eyes will steal my soul," I whispered. "They are so deep and green, like an angry, rich sea whipped by a storm." "First off, wow, that's a hell of a sweet thing to tell a girl," she sighed sexually. "Second, who are you with? Or at least tell me how many girls you are with." "I call 'em like I see 'em, and I leave a woman's identity in her own keeping so it's not something for me to reveal," I responded, trying to be chivalrous. "Opal!" called out Opal (funny how that works), and tilting herself into view. "Brandi," my second bed-buddy added with a bit more decorum and only showing her head. "They sound cheerful, I mean, Opal and Brandi, you sound cheerful. How is my boy Zane doing tonight?" Brianna called out. "Thank you for your help tonight, but to set the record straight, he's our boy," Opal corrected her. "His work looks great," Brandi jumped in, then grabbed my phone, lowered it, and took a pic of my handiwork on her body. "Neat, huh?" "That is so cool!" Brianna reacted to the view she was presented with. "It looks just like mine. Are you sure this was his first effort? If so, he's got talent." "This was my first effort, I swear," I defended my creation and retrieved my phone. "Quiet, Zane, the ladies are talking," Opal mocked me. "Oh? Oh, hell no!" I roared at Opal. I dropped the phone and leapt on her while she squeaked and tried to roll away off the bed. I caught her and we struggled, me on top. Opal beat me with her fists but it was more play fighting than real because she couldn't stop laughing. "What's going on?" Brianna shouted. "Come on, somebody, show me what he's doing to her?" Brandi picked up the phone and swung it toward us. I had Opal pressed under me, her fists pinned to the side by my hands, and my hips keeping her legs apart. Her legs were wrapped over my hips, her heels kicking into my rump. While Opal's playful lilt rang out I was busy nibbling her neck, which was turning that lilt into deeper moans. Brandi recorded a short video, including one of her waving 'Hi' for Brianna's later use. "There you go," Brandi grinned. "Holy Crap, he's living his life in a porno," Brianna exploded with laughter. "Hey, Adele, come look at this!" I prayed that Adele was her roommate and not someone she barely knew who was passing down the street. "Whoa!" a different voice came on seconds later,

In episode 214, Max chats with Chicago Bulls Assistant Coach Damian Cotter! From growing up in Ferntree Gully to the bright lights of the NBA, Damian shares his journey -becoming Knox head coach at just 28, leading the Sydney Kings, and the lessons he learned after being sacked just 12 games in. He opens up on rediscovering his love for coaching alongside Brendan Joyce with the Opals, the call that changed everything, and what "culture" really means to him. We also dive into setting standards as a G League head coach in 2020, Josh Giddey's arrival in Chicago, 'that'shot. Plus, we look at what they're looking to achieve in the season ahead, and what the Bulls want to establish heading into the season. All this and much more in episode 214 of Sporting Max!

Adam goes one on one with Asia Cup winning Opals coach and coach of the Canberra Capitals Paul Goriss to chat about his recent gold medal, and the upcoming WNBL season.Unwrapped is presented by C2C Sport. Get 10% exclusive discount on your initial order, use code PICKROLL on the checkout page at c2csport.com.au. Valid for custom orders. Contact sales@c2csport.com or call 02 6581 1558 if you need help. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Adam and Lukas Petridis dive into the Opals' triumph in the Asia Cup, and the Gem's silver medal at the U19 World Cup, discussing standout performers at each tournament.Unwrapped is presented by C2C Sport. Get 10% exclusive discount on your initial order, use code PICKROLL on the checkout page at c2csport.com.au. Valid for custom orders. Contact sales@c2csport.com or call 02 6581 1558 if you need help. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Catch up on our LIVE STB collab with Simon Peters from WNBL Pulse as we continue our WNBL updates including the great outcome that Adelaide remains part of the league. We also celebrate the recent run of success for our Aussie Womens National Teams - Asia Cup Gold for the Opals, back on the podium for GEMS with a Silver, and we were live between Gangurrus games in Jakarta at their latest womens series, a tournament where they eventually earned a Silver. But it's not all roses for women's hoops as WNBA players are currently battling for improved terms in their CBA.Don't forget to like, share and leave a review so we can get more Hoops content to you!WNBL Pulse is on IG: WNBL Pulse InstaJoin us on our socials -Bio.site: STB Bio SiteX/Twitter: STB on TwitterIG: STB on Instaand LinkedIn: STB on LinkedIn

After an out of the blue call from coach Sandy Brondello while training for her WNBL1 team, Alex Fowler has taken her shot and just won the MVP for the Opals at the Asia Cup. Joining Declan Byrne on 'The Saturday Sledge' Fowler gives us an idea of how far off her Opals dream was, why she had to learn to work hard after being the tallest kid for so long and how she celebrated her birthday the night the Opals won the Asia Cup.

In this bulletin, police issue 250-thousand-dollar reward for information in a 20-year missing persons' case, the campaign to enshrine human rights into Australian law. And in basketball, celebrations for the Opals, after winning their first Asia Cup.

A weekly podcast covering women's sports news.This week: The Opals have won their first EVER Asian Cup, Jess Hull has broken the Australian record for the mile (again) and the West Coast Fever are through to the Super Netball Grand Final.For the key story - we discuss a new survey by the magenta project designed to gauge how the sailing industry can become more inclusive and equitable. Compelte the survey and learn more here: https://themagentaproject25.qualtrics.com/jfe/form/SV_0VPakFDbA84Ahj8NRLW Magic Round heads to McDonald Jones Stadium on 2nd and 3rd of August 2025. One round. One ground. All teams. That's magic! Grab your tickets here: hthttps://www.ticketmaster.com.au/event/1300627BE55B3234?did=nrl&utm_source=nrl&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=NRLWMAGIC25Join TFAP, Watch Her Footy and some epic NRLW Players in Newcastle for a night of trivia, Q+A and giveaways to wrap up the first day of magic round! Event begins 6:30pm @ The Duke of Wellington, New Lambton. Grab your tickets here: https://www.eventbrite.com.au/e/whf-x-tfap-drinks-in-extra-time-tickets-1440369196039Get the wrap delivered into your inbox as a weekly newsletter! Subscribe here for the newsletter + don't miss a merch drop. ⁠https://bit.ly/tfapsubscribe⁠A rising tide lifts all boats. Shop our brand new TFAP merch: https://www.thefemaleathleteproject.com/shopBuy our kids book The A to Z of Who I Could Be, or book for adults GIRLS DON'T PLAY SPORT.

In this week's episode we spoke about the NBA including the Clippers recent moves, summer league thoughts, NBL moves, Opals and Gems having great tournaments and then finished off with another true/false including Woody giving a hot take on what are his favourite chicken nuggets! Please make sure you LIKE and SUBSCRIBE! 0:00 Kick Off 0:50 Throwback Jerseys for the week- Luc Longley and Dame Lillard 9:44 Card of the week- Topps Finest 1994-95 Dominique Wilkins 11:10 NBA- We spoke about the Clippers loading up on talent, summer league thoughts on Cooper Flag plus will Harrison, Magnay, and the Jack's make NBA rosters 27:20 NBA- We went to work and named our international squads for the new format in the 2026 all-star game with USA taking on the world! 35:58 Quick Hits- Former MVP signs with Brisbane and Perth linked to JLA, Opals win Gold and Gems win Silver in a great week for Aussie women's basketball 45:02 True/False- Wildcats, Cooper Flag, Denver Nuggets, chicken nuggets and more! 48:52 Outro Please sit back and enjoy and spread the word about Throwback Hoops. Much love Rob and Woody V

Warwick poet and musician D.K. Mckenzie presents excerpts from his spoken word and music podcast, The Poe Underground, in a Warwick Radio exclusive.In this episode, hear original music, the poems Sharaku Dreams by John Gould Fletcher and The Casket of Opals (Tenth Opal) by George Parsons Lathrop, and Hemingway City Nights, a reimagining of Ernest Hemingway's poetry.Sharaku DreamsI will scrawl on the walls of the nightFaces. Leering, sneering, scowling, threatening faces;Weeping, twisting, yelling, howling faces;Faces fixed in a contortion between a scream and a laugh,Meaningless faces.I will cover the walls of nightWith faces,Till you do not knowIf these faces are but masks, or you the masks for them.Faces too grotesque for laughter,Faces too shattered by pain for tears,Faces of such uglinessThat the ugliness grows beauty.They will haunt you morning, evening.Burning, burning, ever returning.Their own infamy creating,Till you strike at life and hate it,Burn your soul up so in hating.I will scrawl on the walls of the nightFaces,Pitiless,Flaring,Staring.The Casket of Opals (Tenth Opal)Colors that tremble and perish,Atoms that follow the law,You mirror the truth which we cherish,You mirror the spirit we saw.Glow of the daybreak tender,Flushed with an opaline gleam,And passionate sunset-splendor—Ye both but embody a dream.Visions of cloud-hidden gloryBreaking from sources of lightMimic the mist of life's story.Mingled of scarlet and white.Sunset-clouds iridescent,Opals, and mists of the day,Are thrilled alike with the crescentDelight of a deathless rayShot through the hesitant troubleOf particles floating in space,And touching each wandering bubbleWith tints of a rainbowed grace.So through the veil of emotionTrembles the light of the truth;And so may the light of devotionGlorify life—age and youth.Sufferings,—pangs that seem cruel,—These are but atoms adrift:The light streams through, and a jewelIs formed for us, Heaven's own gift!Hemingway City NightsNight comes with soft and drowsy plumes to darken out the dayTo stroke away the flinty glintSoftening out the clayBefore the final hardness comesDemanding that we stayIt is cool at night on the roofs of the cityThe city sweatsDripping and stark.Maggots of life crawl in the hot loneliness of the city.Love curdles in the cityLove sours in the hot whispering from the pavementsLove grows oldOld with the oldness of sidewalks.It is cool at night on the roofs of the cityDesire andAll the sweet pulsing achesAnd gentle hurtingsThat were you,Are gone into the sullen dark.Now in the night you come unsmilingTo lie with meA dull, cold, rigid bayonetOn my hot-swollen, throbbing soul.At night I lay with you and watched the city whirl and spin aboutThrough the hot, pounding rhythm of the waltzYou swung and whirled with eager, pagan graceTwo sleepy birds in their wicker cagesAnd I am dancing with the woman of the townCover my eyes with your pinionsDark bird of nightSpread your black wings like a turkey struttingDrag your strong wings like a cock grouse drumming with scaly clawsDip with your beak to my lipsBut cover my eyes with your pinionsVisit The Poe Underground ⁠⁠⁠website⁠⁠⁠.Tune in to The Poe Underground ⁠⁠⁠podcast⁠⁠⁠.

Do you ever feel like you're doing everything right in your jewelry business, but you're still not getting the results you want? In this episode, Danny Bahr from Opals by Steed flips the script and puts me in the hot seat! We dive deep into visibility, morning routines, mindset blocks, and the real challenges jewelry business owners are facing right now. If you've ever felt stuck, burnt out, or unsure about how to grow without losing yourself in the process—this one's for you.   What You Will Learn in this Episode: How to build real visibility without trend-hopping or burning out The mindset shift that helps you stay consistent without rigid routines Why strong client relationships need boundaries to be sustainable How in-person connection can change everything in your business   Topics Discussed: Dani's experience running a jewelry biz in the Australian outback Robyn's flexible morning routine and flow-based workstyle Boundaries vs. burnout in custom orders Visibility as the key to standing out in a crowded market JBA retreat experiences + the power of in-person connection The future vision of JBA and mindful growth strategies __________________________   Feeling stuck in the corporate grind? Learn how to break free, reclaim your energy, and build a profitable jewelry business—just 1 hour a day. Join the Escape Corporate Burnout Masterclass now: https://jewelrybusinessacademy.ca/corporate-burnout/ __________________________   Ready to transform your jewelry business? Discover why the 2025 Jewelry Biz Retreat is a game-changer in our free webinar. Learn how this retreat can help you overcome challenges, build confidence, and so much more! Join me here: https://jewelrybusinessacademy.ca/retreat/  __________________________   Ready to change your life? Download your FREE training: Click here to watch your FREE training video from Robyn and learn the 6 steps that'll change your biz & life, fast.   __________________________   Ready for Growth? Then This Invitation is for You: If you're looking for my support on how to scale your jewelry business, join the Jewelry Business Academy. This is the most expansive and supportive container for jewelry business owners who want to scale to 6+ figures without burning out. You'll get my eyes on your business every single week, as well as lots of 1:1 support, and will join a community of jewelry business owners all scaling their businesses together. I've helped jewelry business owners from around the world, from those just starting out to those making multiple six-figures, build solid foundations, find clarity, implement systems and proven growth strategies, and hit big goals. I want to help you do the same. Learn more here: jewelrybusinessacademy.ca   __________________________   Connect with Us: Follow Robyn on Instagram: @RobynClarkCoaching Join the Jewelry Business Academy: Jewelry Business Academy __________________________   Subscribe & Review: If you enjoyed this episode, please subscribe and leave a review on your favorite podcast platform. Your support helps us reach more jewelry business owners like you!   __________________________ LINKS MENTIONED: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/opalsbysteed/  Website: https://opalsbysteed.com/

In this pod we're joined by Nat Hurst to talk about the Trans-Tasman Throwdown, the Tall Ferns and the future of New Zealand women's basketball.Alongside Coach Nat, dynamic Kiwi hoops duo Linden Moore and Maia Williamson are front and centre for this pod as they discuss players, the games and how a young Tall Ferns squad faced the No.2 in the world - the Opals!But there's more to this pod than just the Trans-Tasman series. We get into the culture of the team and how the team is setting itself up for the future.Enjoy!Don't forget to like, share and leave a review so we can get more Hoops content to you!Linden NZ on Insta: Linden NZMaia on Insta: Maia WilliamsonJoin STB on our socials -Bio.site: STB Bio SiteX/Twitter: STB on TwitterIG: STB on Instaand LinkedIn: STB on LinkedIn

A weekly podcast covering women's sports news.This week: The Central Coast Mariners have snapped Melbourne City's 24-game unbeaten streak to qualify for the grand final, the Opals have completed a series sweep over the Tall Ferns and Australia has won silver in the World Athletics Relays Mixed 4x400m event.For the key story, we'll discuss the results of the 2024 Bloody Big Survey that show nearly 70% of women skip sport because of their period.Hey there! If you're in Sydney and keen to attend Women's State of Origin Game 2, come have a drink with us beforehand.! We'll be at the London Hotel in Paddington Sydney from 5:30pm and will walk to the game together.Buy our kids book The A to Z of Who I Could Be, or book for adults GIRLS DON'T PLAY SPORT. www.thefemaleathleteproject.com/shopGet the wrap delivered into your inbox as a weekly newsletter! Subscribe here for the newsletter + don't miss a merch drop. bit.ly/tfapsubscribeShop TFAP merch: https://www.thefemaleathleteproject.com/shop

Today, we're incredibly excited to be joined by one of the most respected coaches in Australian basketball — Shannon Seebohm. Shannon is the current head coach of the Townsville Fire in the WNBL, where he's led the team to multiple finals campaigns, including a WNBL Championship. Known for his high-performance mindset, attention to detail, and ability to build strong, connected teams, Shannon has also played a pivotal role in the development of young athletes, with a strong track record at the junior national level, including coaching Australia's U17 and U19 women's teams on the world stage and his role as Assistant Coach with our Olympic Medal winning Opals. Whether it's creating a winning team culture or mentoring the next generation of talent, Shannon brings a wealth of knowledge and passion to everything he does — and today, he's here to share his journey, his coaching insights, and what he believes matters most when it comes to building better basketball in Australia.

Diamonds are often said to be billions of years old—older than the dinosaurs and forged in the deep past. But recent discoveries challenge that timeline in striking ways. What does it mean when fresh, unfossilized wood is found entombed deep inside diamond-bearing rock? Why does it still contain cellulose, able to burn like any ordinary log? Even more puzzling: Carbon-14 has been detected in diamonds themselves, something that should be impossible if they were truly ancient. And if we can make diamonds in a lab in mere hours, why insist that nature takes eons? These findings point to a much younger age—one that fits the biblical timeframe.

Joe and Alex discuss Major Moment of Book 6, The first failed attempt in the Chapter entitled Silver and Opals!   Joe - @CustomVinylLush Lauren - @Maev_Cleric Alex - @AtariAlex Show - @TalesFromGH TikTok- @TFGHshow   Email - TalesFromGodricsHollow@gmail.com Facebook - www.facebook.com/talesfromgodricshollow  Instagram - www.instagram.com/talesfromgodricshollow Podchaser - www.podchaser.com/TFGH   Special Shout Out to our Producers/Sponsors AND Headmistresses "The Mysteriously Haunted Headmistress of Beauxbaton Academy" and Kori A!   Thank you to ALL of the Patreon supporters!!! We can't do all of this without you all!   Support us on PATREON! www.Patreon.com/TalesFromGodricsHollow   Spellio Revelio and E-Mail sounds/beds came from https://musicradiocreative.com/

The best caller in footy Jack Heverin is in JB's chair today, as we recap something that Opals superstar Bec Allen said about him. We move into the All Sports Report, then Port Adelaide's Jason Horne-Francis calls in after their big win over the Hawks. Lisa and Ben battle it out in the Hump Day Quiz, Billy has some news you might've missed - as Willie Rioli speaks about his Instagram post, and then Billy takes you through the AFL's membership and supporter numbers for 2024. Melbourne captain Max Gawn is in studio as the Dees try to turn around an 0-5 start, then Bily finishes the show with a joke about a birthday present for the missus.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The boys look back on a big week - including Lehmo's List of the Most Melbourne Things You Can Do, A Brag Artist appearance from Simon O'Donnell, Billy's SA Quiz at Gather Round, JB allegedly breaking one of our studio screens, Opals superstar Bec Allen, SA Premier Peter Malinauskas, Topics Brayshaw, and Billy's Yoga Teacher JokeSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Listen in as Real Science Radio host Fred Williams and co-host Doug McBurney review and update some of Bob Enyart's legendary list of not so old things! From Darwin's Finches to opals forming in months to man's genetic diversity in 200 generations, to carbon 14 everywhere it's not supposed to be (including in diamonds and dinosaur bones!), scientific observations simply defy the claim that the earth is billions of years old. Real science demands the dismissal of the alleged million and billion year ages asserted by the ungodly and the foolish.     * Finches Adapt in 17 Years, Not 2.3 Million: Charles Darwin's finches are claimed to have taken 2,300,000 years to diversify from an initial species blown onto the Galapagos Islands. Yet individuals from a single finch species on a U.S. Bird Reservation in the Pacific were introduced to a group of small islands 300 miles away and in at most 17 years, like Darwin's finches, they had diversified their beaks, related muscles, and behavior to fill various ecological niches. Hear about this also at rsr.org/spetner.  * Finches Speciate in Two Generations vs Two Million Years for Darwin's Birds?  Darwin's finches on the Galapagos Islands are said to have diversified into 14 species over a period of two million years. But in 2017 the journal Science reported a newcomer to the Island which within two generations spawned a reproductively isolated new species. In another instance as documented by Lee Spetner, a hundred birds of the same finch species introduced to an island cluster a 1,000 kilometers from Galapagos diversified into species with the typical variations in beak sizes, etc. "If this diversification occurred in less than seventeen years," Dr. Spetner asks, "why did Darwin's Galapagos finches [as claimed by evolutionists] have to take two million years?" * Opals Can Form in "A Few Months" And Don't Need 100,000 Years: A leading authority on opals, Allan W. Eckert, observed that, "scientific papers and textbooks have told that the process of opal formation requires tens of thousands of years, perhaps hundreds of thousands... Not true." A 2011 peer-reviewed paper in a geology journal from Australia, where almost all the world's opal is found, reported on the: "new timetable for opal formation involving weeks to a few months and not the hundreds of thousands of years envisaged by the conventional weathering model." (And apparently, per a 2019 report from Entomology Today, opals can even form around insects!) More knowledgeable scientists resist the uncritical, group-think insistence on false super-slow formation rates (as also for manganese nodules, gold veins, stone, petroleum, canyons and gullies, and even guts, all below). Regarding opals, Darwinian bias led geologists to long ignore possible quick action, as from microbes, as a possible explanation for these mineraloids. For both in nature and in the lab, opals form rapidly, not even in 10,000 years, but in weeks. See this also from creationists by a geologist, a paleobiochemist, and a nuclear chemist. * Blue Eyes Originated Not So Long Ago: Not a million years ago, nor a hundred thousand years ago, but based on a peer-reviewed paper in Human Genetics, a press release at Science Daily reports that, "research shows that people with blue eyes have a single, common ancestor. A team at the University of Copenhagen have tracked down a genetic mutation which took place 6-10,000 years ago and is the cause of the eye color of all blue-eyed humans alive on the planet today." * Adding the Entire Universe to our List of Not So Old Things? Based on March 2019 findings from Hubble, Nobel laureate Adam Riess of the Space Telescope Science Institute and his co-authors in the Astrophysical Journal estimate that the universe is about a billion years younger than previously thought! Then in September 2019 in the journal Science, the age dropped precipitously to as low as 11.4 billion years! Of course, these measurements also further squeeze the canonical story of the big bang chronology with its many already existing problems including the insufficient time to "evolve" distant mature galaxies, galaxy clusters, superclusters, enormous black holes, filaments, bubbles, walls, and other superstructures. So, even though the latest estimates are still absurdly too old (Google: big bang predictions, and click on the #1 ranked article, or just go on over there to rsr.org/bb), regardless, we thought we'd plop the whole universe down on our List of Not So Old Things!   * After the Soft Tissue Discoveries, NOW Dino DNA: When a North Carolina State University paleontologist took the Tyrannosaurus Rex photos to the right of original biological material, that led to the 2016 discovery of dinosaur DNA, So far researchers have also recovered dinosaur blood vessels, collagen, osteocytes, hemoglobin, red blood cells, and various proteins. As of May 2018, twenty-six scientific journals, including Nature, Science, PNAS, PLoS One, Bone, and Journal of Vertebrate Paleontology, have confirmed the discovery of biomaterial fossils from many dinosaurs! Organisms including T. Rex, hadrosaur, titanosaur, triceratops, Lufengosaur, mosasaur, and Archaeopteryx, and many others dated, allegedly, even hundreds of millions of years old, have yielded their endogenous, still-soft biological material. See the web's most complete listing of 100+ journal papers (screenshot, left) announcing these discoveries at bflist.rsr.org and see it in layman's terms at rsr.org/soft. * Rapid Stalactites, Stalagmites, Etc.: A construction worker in 1954 left a lemonade bottle in one of Australia's famous Jenolan Caves. By 2011 it had been naturally transformed into a stalagmite (below, right). Increasing scientific knowledge is arguing for rapid cave formation (see below, Nat'l Park Service shrinks Carlsbad Caverns formation estimates from 260M years, to 10M, to 2M, to it "depends"). Likewise, examples are growing of rapid formations with typical chemical make-up (see bottle, left) of classic stalactites and stalagmites including: - in Nat'l Geo the Carlsbad Caverns stalagmite that rapidly covered a bat - the tunnel stalagmites at Tennessee's Raccoon Mountain - hundreds of stalactites beneath the Lincoln Memorial - those near Gladfelter Hall at Philadelphia's Temple University (send photos to Bob@rsr.org) - hundreds of stalactites at Australia's zinc mine at Mt. Isa.   - and those beneath Melbourne's Shrine of Remembrance. * Most Human Mutations Arose in 200 Generations: From Adam until Real Science Radio, in only 200 generations! The journal Nature reports The Recent Origin of Most Human Protein-coding Variants. As summarized by geneticist co-author Joshua Akey, "Most of the mutations that we found arose in the last 200 generations or so" (the same number previously published by biblical creationists). Another 2012 paper, in the American Journal of Physical Anthropology (Eugenie Scott's own field) on High mitochondrial mutation rates, shows that one mitochondrial DNA mutation occurs every other generation, which, as creationists point out, indicates that mtEve would have lived about 200 generations ago. That's not so old! * National Geographic's Not-So-Old Hard-Rock Canyon at Mount St. Helens: As our List of Not So Old Things (this web page) reveals, by a kneejerk reaction evolutionary scientists assign ages of tens or hundreds of thousands of years (or at least just long enough to contradict Moses' chronology in Genesis.) However, with closer study, routinely, more and more old ages get revised downward to fit the world's growing scientific knowledge. So the trend is not that more information lengthens ages, but rather, as data replaces guesswork, ages tend to shrink until they are consistent with the young-earth biblical timeframe. Consistent with this observation, the May 2000 issue of National Geographic quotes the U.S. Forest Service's scientist at Mount St. Helens, Peter Frenzen, describing the canyon on the north side of the volcano. "You'd expect a hard-rock canyon to be thousands, even hundreds of thousands of years old. But this was cut in less than a decade." And as for the volcano itself, while again, the kneejerk reaction of old-earthers would be to claim that most geologic features are hundreds of thousands or millions of years old, the atheistic National Geographic magazine acknowledges from the evidence that Mount St. Helens, the volcanic mount, is only about 4,000 years old! See below and more at rsr.org/mount-st-helens. * Mount St. Helens Dome Ten Years Old not 1.7 Million: Geochron Laboratories of Cambridge, Mass., using potassium-argon and other radiometric techniques claims the rock sample they dated, from the volcano's dome, solidified somewhere between 340,000 and 2.8 million years ago. However photographic evidence and historical reports document the dome's formation during the 1980s, just ten years prior to the samples being collected. With the age of this rock known, radiometric dating therefore gets the age 99.99999% wrong. * Devils Hole Pupfish Isolated Not for 13,000 Years But for 100: Secular scientists default to knee-jerk, older-than-Bible-age dates. However, a tiny Mojave desert fish is having none of it. Rather than having been genetically isolated from other fish for 13,000 years (which would make this small school of fish older than the Earth itself), according to a paper in the journal Nature, actual measurements of mutation rates indicate that the genetic diversity of these Pupfish could have been generated in about 100 years, give or take a few. * Polystrates like Spines and Rare Schools of Fossilized Jellyfish: Previously, seven sedimentary layers in Wisconsin had been described as taking a million years to form. And because jellyfish have no skeleton, as Charles Darwin pointed out, it is rare to find them among fossils. But now, reported in the journal Geology, a school of jellyfish fossils have been found throughout those same seven layers. So, polystrate fossils that condense the time of strata deposition from eons to hours or months, include: - Jellyfish in central Wisconsin were not deposited and fossilized over a million years but during a single event quick enough to trap a whole school. (This fossil school, therefore, taken as a unit forms a polystrate fossil.) Examples are everywhere that falsify the claims of strata deposition over millions of years. - Countless trilobites buried in astounding three dimensionality around the world are meticulously recovered from limestone, much of which is claimed to have been deposited very slowly. Contrariwise, because these specimens were buried rapidly in quickly laid down sediments, they show no evidence of greater erosion on their upper parts as compared to their lower parts. - The delicacy of radiating spine polystrates, like tadpole and jellyfish fossils, especially clearly demonstrate the rapidity of such strata deposition. - A second school of jellyfish, even though they rarely fossilized, exists in another locale with jellyfish fossils in multiple layers, in Australia's Brockman Iron Formation, constraining there too the rate of strata deposition. By the way, jellyfish are an example of evolution's big squeeze. Like galaxies evolving too quickly, 

Listen in as Real Science Radio host Fred Williams and co-host Doug McBurney review and update some of Bob Enyart's legendary list of not so old things! From Darwin's Finches to opals forming in months to man's genetic diversity in 200 generations, to carbon 14 everywhere it's not supposed to be (including in diamonds and dinosaur bones!), scientific observations simply defy the claim that the earth is billions of years old. Real science demands the dismissal of the alleged million and billion year ages asserted by the ungodly and the foolish.   * Finches Adapt in 17 Years, Not 2.3 Million: Charles Darwin's finches are claimed to have taken 2,300,000 years to diversify from an initial species blown onto the Galapagos Islands. Yet individuals from a single finch species on a U.S. Bird Reservation in the Pacific were introduced to a group of small islands 300 miles away and in at most 17 years, like Darwin's finches, they had diversified their beaks, related muscles, and behavior to fill various ecological niches. Hear about this also at rsr.org/spetner.  * Finches Speciate in Two Generations vs Two Million Years for Darwin's Birds?  Darwin's finches on the Galapagos Islands are said to have diversified into 14 species over a period of two million years. But in 2017 the journal Science reported a newcomer to the Island which within two generations spawned a reproductively isolated new species. In another instance as documented by Lee Spetner, a hundred birds of the same finch species introduced to an island cluster a 1,000 kilometers from Galapagos diversified into species with the typical variations in beak sizes, etc. "If this diversification occurred in less than seventeen years," Dr. Spetner asks, "why did Darwin's Galapagos finches [as claimed by evolutionists] have to take two million years?" * Opals Can Form in "A Few Months" And Don't Need 100,000 Years: A leading authority on opals, Allan W. Eckert, observed that, "scientific papers and textbooks have told that the process of opal formation requires tens of thousands of years, perhaps hundreds of thousands... Not true." A 2011 peer-reviewed paper in a geology journal from Australia, where almost all the world's opal is found, reported on the: "new timetable for opal formation involving weeks to a few months and not the hundreds of thousands of years envisaged by the conventional weathering model." (And apparently, per a 2019 report from Entomology Today, opals can even form around insects!) More knowledgeable scientists resist the uncritical, group-think insistence on false super-slow formation rates (as also for manganese nodules, gold veins, stone, petroleum, canyons and gullies, and even guts, all below). Regarding opals, Darwinian bias led geologists to long ignore possible quick action, as from microbes, as a possible explanation for these mineraloids. For both in nature and in the lab, opals form rapidly, not even in 10,000 years, but in weeks. See this also from creationists by a geologist, a paleobiochemist, and a nuclear chemist. * Blue Eyes Originated Not So Long Ago: Not a million years ago, nor a hundred thousand years ago, but based on a peer-reviewed paper in Human Genetics, a press release at Science Daily reports that, "research shows that people with blue eyes have a single, common ancestor. A team at the University of Copenhagen have tracked down a genetic mutation which took place 6-10,000 years ago and is the cause of the eye color of all blue-eyed humans alive on the planet today." * Adding the Entire Universe to our List of Not So Old Things? Based on March 2019 findings from Hubble, Nobel laureate Adam Riess of the Space Telescope Science Institute and his co-authors in the Astrophysical Journal estimate that the universe is about a billion years younger than previously thought! Then in September 2019 in the journal Science, the age dropped precipitously to as low as 11.4 billion years! Of course, these measurements also further squeeze the canonical story of the big bang chronology with its many already existing problems including the insufficient time to "evolve" distant mature galaxies, galaxy clusters, superclusters, enormous black holes, filaments, bubbles, walls, and other superstructures. So, even though the latest estimates are still absurdly too old (Google: big bang predictions, and click on the #1 ranked article, or just go on over there to rsr.org/bb), regardless, we thought we'd plop the whole universe down on our List of Not So Old Things!   * After the Soft Tissue Discoveries, NOW Dino DNA: When a North Carolina State University paleontologist took the Tyrannosaurus Rex photos to the right of original biological material, that led to the 2016 discovery of dinosaur DNA, So far researchers have also recovered dinosaur blood vessels, collagen, osteocytes, hemoglobin, red blood cells, and various proteins. As of May 2018, twenty-six scientific journals, including Nature, Science, PNAS, PLoS One, Bone, and Journal of Vertebrate Paleontology, have confirmed the discovery of biomaterial fossils from many dinosaurs! Organisms including T. Rex, hadrosaur, titanosaur, triceratops, Lufengosaur, mosasaur, and Archaeopteryx, and many others dated, allegedly, even hundreds of millions of years old, have yielded their endogenous, still-soft biological material. See the web's most complete listing of 100+ journal papers (screenshot, left) announcing these discoveries at bflist.rsr.org and see it in layman's terms at rsr.org/soft. * Rapid Stalactites, Stalagmites, Etc.: A construction worker in 1954 left a lemonade bottle in one of Australia's famous Jenolan Caves. By 2011 it had been naturally transformed into a stalagmite (below, right). Increasing scientific knowledge is arguing for rapid cave formation (see below, Nat'l Park Service shrinks Carlsbad Caverns formation estimates from 260M years, to 10M, to 2M, to it "depends"). Likewise, examples are growing of rapid formations with typical chemical make-up (see bottle, left) of classic stalactites and stalagmites including: - in Nat'l Geo the Carlsbad Caverns stalagmite that rapidly covered a bat - the tunnel stalagmites at Tennessee's Raccoon Mountain - hundreds of stalactites beneath the Lincoln Memorial - those near Gladfelter Hall at Philadelphia's Temple University (send photos to Bob@rsr.org) - hundreds of stalactites at Australia's zinc mine at Mt. Isa.   - and those beneath Melbourne's Shrine of Remembrance. * Most Human Mutations Arose in 200 Generations: From Adam until Real Science Radio, in only 200 generations! The journal Nature reports The Recent Origin of Most Human Protein-coding Variants. As summarized by geneticist co-author Joshua Akey, "Most of the mutations that we found arose in the last 200 generations or so" (the same number previously published by biblical creationists). Another 2012 paper, in the American Journal of Physical Anthropology (Eugenie Scott's own field) on High mitochondrial mutation rates, shows that one mitochondrial DNA mutation occurs every other generation, which, as creationists point out, indicates that mtEve would have lived about 200 generations ago. That's not so old! * National Geographic's Not-So-Old Hard-Rock Canyon at Mount St. Helens: As our List of Not So Old Things (this web page) reveals, by a kneejerk reaction evolutionary scientists assign ages of tens or hundreds of thousands of years (or at least just long enough to contradict Moses' chronology in Genesis.) However, with closer study, routinely, more and more old ages get revised downward to fit the world's growing scientific knowledge. So the trend is not that more information lengthens ages, but rather, as data replaces guesswork, ages tend to shrink until they are consistent with the young-earth biblical timeframe. Consistent with this observation, the May 2000 issue of National Geographic quotes the U.S. Forest Service's scientist at Mount St. Helens, Peter Frenzen, describing the canyon on the north side of the volcano. "You'd expect a hard-rock canyon to be thousands, even hundreds of thousands of years old. But this was cut in less than a decade." And as for the volcano itself, while again, the kneejerk reaction of old-earthers would be to claim that most geologic features are hundreds of thousands or millions of years old, the atheistic National Geographic magazine acknowledges from the evidence that Mount St. Helens, the volcanic mount, is only about 4,000 years old! See below and more at rsr.org/mount-st-helens. * Mount St. Helens Dome Ten Years Old not 1.7 Million: Geochron Laboratories of Cambridge, Mass., using potassium-argon and other radiometric techniques claims the rock sample they dated, from the volcano's dome, solidified somewhere between 340,000 and 2.8 million years ago. However photographic evidence and historical reports document the dome's formation during the 1980s, just ten years prior to the samples being collected. With the age of this rock known, radiometric dating therefore gets the age 99.99999% wrong. * Devils Hole Pupfish Isolated Not for 13,000 Years But for 100: Secular scientists default to knee-jerk, older-than-Bible-age dates. However, a tiny Mojave desert fish is having none of it. Rather than having been genetically isolated from other fish for 13,000 years (which would make this small school of fish older than the Earth itself), according to a paper in the journal Nature, actual measurements of mutation rates indicate that the genetic diversity of these Pupfish could have been generated in about 100 years, give or take a few. * Polystrates like Spines and Rare Schools of Fossilized Jellyfish: Previously, seven sedimentary layers in Wisconsin had been described as taking a million years to form. And because jellyfish have no skeleton, as Charles Darwin pointed out, it is rare to find them among fossils. But now, reported in the journal Geology, a school of jellyfish fossils have been found throughout those same seven layers. So, polystrate fossils that condense the time of strata deposition from eons to hours or months, include: - Jellyfish in central Wisconsin were not deposited and fossilized over a million years but during a single event quick enough to trap a whole school. (This fossil school, therefore, taken as a unit forms a polystrate fossil.) Examples are everywhere that falsify the claims of strata deposition over millions of years. - Countless trilobites buried in astounding three dimensionality around the world are meticulously recovered from limestone, much of which is claimed to have been deposited very slowly. Contrariwise, because these specimens were buried rapidly in quickly laid down sediments, they show no evidence of greater erosion on their upper parts as compared to their lower parts. - The delicacy of radiating spine polystrates, like tadpole and jellyfish fossils, especially clearly demonstrate the rapidity of such strata deposition. - A second school of jellyfish, even though they rarely fossilized, exists in another locale with jellyfish fossils in multiple layers, in Australia's Brockman Iron Formation, constraining there too the rate of strata deposition. By the way, jellyfish are an example of evolution's big squeeze. Like galaxies e

JB is back in the studio! So we celebrate with a different start to the All Sports Report, before Opals superstar Bec Allen joins the boys in studio as she prepares to play in the WNBA for the Chicago Fire. Billy's Hump Day Quiz sees Cooper and Adam battle it out for some great prizes, then Geelong legend Tom Hawkins phones in to declare his eligibility for the Carlton Draft. We investigate the mysterious broken screen in our studio, then Bernie Vince calls in from Adelaide as the vibe builds for Gather Round. Finally, Billy has a joke about a taxi driver who just loves his job.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Chapter 12 - Silver and Opals, covered by Abby!Ok, Harry's getting a bit too trusting with this book... isn't that Hermione's specialty? And we get into the start of the attacks this year.⚡️

In this week's basketball coaching conversation, New York Liberty head coach Sandy Brondello joins the Basketball Podcast to share insights on a championship season. Sandy Brondello is a two-time WNBA Champion head coach, and holds an overall regular season record of 244-164 (.598) over her 12 combined seasons at the helm of the New York Liberty, Phoenix Mercury and San Antonio Silver Stars - making her the sixth-winningest coach in WNBA history.In 2014, Brondello was named the WNBA Coach of the Year after she led Phoenix to a WNBA regular season-record 29 wins and capped the season with a WNBA Championship. In 2023, Brondello led the Liberty to the Commissioner's Cup Championship and first WNBA Finals appearance since 2002. Brondello made history in 2024 after leading the New York Liberty to its first WNBA Championship in franchise history and the city's first professional basketball championship since 1973.A 20-year veteran of the WNBA coaching ranks, Brondello has been affiliated with the league for 25 of its 28 seasons, including her time as a player. A proven winner internationally and in the WNBA, her 20 total years as an assistant coach and head coach have featured 17 playoff appearances, highlighted by a perfect 12-for-12 in postseason berths as a head coach.Brondello also became the coach of the Australian Women's national team, the Opals in 2017.At the 2024 Paris Olympics, the Australian team won the bronze medal, the team's first Olympic medal since a bronze in 2012.

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Fluent Fiction - Hebrew: From Market to Heart: A Tale of Love and Opals in Jerusalem Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/he/episode/2025-03-10-22-34-02-he Story Transcript:He: ירושלים בשיא החגיגה הייתה כמו תזמורת מרהיבה של צבעים וריחות.En: Yerushalayim, at the peak of celebration, was like a magnificent orchestra of colors and scents.He: בשוק המלא חיים, בחג פורים באביב, עמדו דוכנים רבים.En: In the lively market, during Purim in the spring, many stalls stood.He: הדגלים הצבעוניים התעופפו מעל ראשי האנשים, וניחוח האוזני המן המתוק מילא את האוויר.En: The colorful flags fluttered above people's heads, and the scent of sweet oznei haman filled the air.He: נועם, סוחר נודד, הסתובב בין הדוכנים, מחפש אוצרות נדירים.En: Noam, a wandering merchant, strolled among the stalls, searching for rare treasures.He: הוא נזכר בחלום שבו הופיעה אבן אופל ייחודית, אותה אבן שהוא היה בטוח שתחליט את גורלו.En: He recalled a dream in which a unique even opal appeared, a stone he was sure would determine his fate.He: אך באותו היום, מבטו נח על תמר, אומנית מוכשרת שעסקה בתכשיטים עדינים.En: But on that day, his gaze rested on Tamar, a talented artist working on delicate jewelry.He: התרשמותו מתכשיטיה הייתה כה עמוקה עד שכמעט שכח למה הגיע לשוק מלכתחילה.En: His impression of her work was so profound that he almost forgot why he had come to the market in the first place.He: תמר, עם חיוך שלם, עמדה מאחורי דוכן קטן עמוס תכשיטים מעשה ידיה.En: Tamar, with a full smile, stood behind a small stall filled with her handcrafted jewelry.He: היא חיפשה קשר אמיתי בעידן של קניות וסחר, ומצאה את עצמה נפגשת מבטים עם נועם.En: She sought a genuine connection in an age of buying and selling, and found herself meeting Noam's eyes.He: מצד אחד היא הרגישה שהיא יודעת אותו מזה שנים.En: On one hand, she felt she had known him for years.He: אריאל, חבר ילדות של תמר, הביט מסביב בדאגה.En: Ariel, Tamar's childhood friend, looked around anxiously.He: הוא ידע שנועם הוא זר ולא היה בטוח שזה רעיון טוב שתמר תתקרב אליו.En: He knew Noam was a stranger and wasn't sure if it was a good idea for Tamar to get close to him.He: "היזהר," הוא יעץ לה בחום.En: "Be careful," he advised her warmly.He: אבל היא הרגישה צורך להקשיב ללב שלה.En: But she felt compelled to listen to her heart.He: נועם נקרע בין המשיכה העמוקה לתמר לבין מסע החיפושים אחרי האופל שבחלומו.En: Noam was torn between his deep attraction to Tamar and his quest for the opal from his dream.He: אך ההחלטה הייתה ברורה כשהוא הבין שתמר היא שותפה פוטנציאלית לדרך, ובמילים פשוטות ביקש ממנה להישאר בירושלים קצת יותר.En: However, the decision was clear when he realized that Tamar was a potential partner for the journey, and in simple words, he asked her to stay in Jerusalem a bit longer.He: וזה בדיוק מה שקרה בפורים הזה.En: And that's exactly what happened that Purim.He: ברחובות הצבעוניים המרכיבים את מבוך השוק, תחת מגני הצל בשמש האפרילית, תמר הסכימה לעזור לנועם במציאת האופל.En: In the colorful streets that form the maze of the market, under the shadow-providing shades in the April sun, Tamar agreed to help Noam find the opal.He: היא הכירה אומנים רבים שאולי יובילו אותו אל חלומו.En: She knew many artists who might lead him to his dream.He: הם נפגשו לעיתים תכופות בשוק, מתעלמים מהאזהרות של אריאל ומתמסרות לחברות מצחיקה וכפולה.En: They met frequently in the market, ignoring Ariel's warnings and embracing a humorous and double-sided friendship.He: יום אחד, במהלך תהלוכה עליזה בפורים, נועם איבד את תמר בין ההמונים הרוקדים.En: One day, during a cheerful parade at Purim, Noam lost Tamar among the dancing crowds.He: לבו עמד מלכת, אך תוך רגעים ספורים הוא ידע שיש לו את כל הסיבות להישאר.En: His heart stopped, but within moments he knew he had all the reasons to stay.He: לפתע, יד חמה משכה אותו והובילה אותו אל המרכז.En: Suddenly, a warm hand pulled him and led him to the center.He: זו הייתה תמר, מחייכת ומשיגה את האופל המיוחל.En: It was Tamar, smiling and holding the coveted opal.He: "מצאתי משהו בשבילך," היא אמרה, ובידה אבן מדהימה.En: "I found something for you," she said, and in her hand was a stunning stone.He: האופל לא רק היה אבן יקרה; הוא הפך לסמל של חוסן ותמיכה במשהו חדש ומשותף.En: The opal was not just a precious stone; it became a symbol of resilience and support in something new and mutual.He: נועם בחר להישאר עם תמר ואריאל, לעבוד בשוק ולהקים חיים בהם החברות והאהבה יותר חשובות מכמה אבן נוצצת.En: Noam chose to stay with Tamar and Ariel, to work in the market and build a life where friendship and love were more important than any shiny stone.He: כך נולדו חברות וחיים משותפים בשוק של ירושלים, כאשר כל אדם למד משהו חדש על עצמו.En: Thus, friendships and shared lives were born in the Jerusalem market, where each person learned something new about themselves.He: נועם גילה שמשמעות אמיתית נושבת מהאנשים שאנו אוהבים, ותמר פתחה את לבה לאפשרויות חדשות ואהבה.En: Noam discovered that true meaning blows from the people we love, and Tamar opened her heart to new possibilities and love. 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Jonica Newby visits the opal mining town of Lightning Ridge in western NSW and meets a geology professor obsessed with opals from childhood who made it his quest to discover how opals are formed.

Rob discusses Chapter 12 of Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince: Silver and Opals.

In the cosmos of the world of jewelry, subjects are as various and diverse as the galaxies that gravitate together in the jewellery planetary system that GemGenève has built. GemGenève, which has become a cultural event, offers to theirs exhibitors and visitors a wide range of topics around jewelry and provide their knowledge on current affairs. I've joined them all together in one universe, the 7th season of the jewellery-themed podcast Il était une fois le bijou. In this episode, I invite you to explore a new nebula, that of the mysterious opal, with Jürgen Schütz, Managing Director of Emil Weis Opals.I'm Anne Desmarest de Jotemps and I give a voice to jewelry , every Sunday. Over the following weeks, I'll be alternating to my 2 other podcast : the Brillante podcast and the Le Bijou comme un bisou podcast. Do me a favor and support the podcasts by posting reviews, thumbs up and stars on Apple podcast and Spotify. Don't hesitate to share this podcast on your social media, and leave kind comments on the Il était une fois le bijou and GemGenève social medias. love jewel and good bye !Hébergé par Ausha. Visitez ausha.co/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

It came down to overtime in game five of the championship series, but Australian basketball legend Sandy Brondello was able to inspire her NY Liberty team to victory in the WNBA last weekend. Brondello claimed her second WNBA title as coach, and the first for one of the marquee franchises of the competition. She is also the coach of the Opals, who claimed bronze at the Paris Olympics. Sandy spoke to Lehmo on Summer Grandstand about all she has achieved lately. 

With their shimmering rainbow colors, opals are a favorite gemstone of many. But are they really, as gem shops often claim, “millions of years in the making”? Or are they a reminder of a relatively recent global Flood, and the Creator’s rainbow promise? Join geologist, Dr Tas Walker, as he provides evidence that opals form rapidly—with colors even forming in a matter of minutes! Learn how all that is need is the right ingredients and conditions—both of which are provided by Noah's Flood, as recorded in the Bible!

This week, Matt and Jackson Bird explore the theme of Access in Chapter 12 of Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince! They discuss Slughorn's exclusive club, Katie Bell's curse, and Mundungus's thievery! Throughout the episode we consider the question: how do we fight for access when we've been excluded?Thank you to Angela for this week's voicemail! Next week we're reading Chapter 13, The Secret Riddle, through the theme of Procrastination with Casper ter Kuile.--It's two sickles to join S.P.E.W., and only five dollars to join our Patreon for extra content every week! Please consider helping us fill our Gringotts vault so we can continue to make this show. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

This week, Vanessa and Matt explore the theme of Normalcy in Chapter 11 of Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince! They discuss Hagrid's grief, Ron's tryout, and Slughorn's continued pursuit of Harry! Throughout the episode we consider the question: how does despair manifest?Thank you to Alison for this week's voicemail! Next week we're reading Chapter 12, Silver and Opals, through the theme of Access with Jackson Bird.--It's two sickles to join S.P.E.W., and only two dollars to join our Patreon for extra bloopers every week! Please consider helping us fill our Gringotts vault so we can continue to make this show. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Curious about how a couple built a jewelry business from the Australian outback? In this episode, I sit down with Danielle and Steed Sutherland, the brilliant minds behind Opals by Steed. From juggling full-time jobs to running a family business that spans three generations of opal cutters, they share their incredible journey of turning raw opals into a success story. Plus, they'll give you the inside scoop on preparing for high-stakes trade shows and why meeting customers face-to-face is a game changer! Whether you're in the jewelry industry or just love hearing stories of creative entrepreneurs making their mark, this episode is full of insights, laughter, and inspiration. Hit play now—you won't want to miss this one!   Topics Discussed    Building a Jewelry Business as a Couple The Value of In-Person Trade Shows Working with Opals Mistakes Made in the Jewelry Line Maintaining a Positive Attitude at Trade Shows Adding Personality to Social Media Challenges and Growth in the Jewelry Business The Importance of Time Management and Self-Care   __________________________   Ready to change your life? Download your FREE training: Click here to watch your FREE training video from Robyn and learn the 6 steps that'll change your biz & life, fast.   __________________________   Ready for Growth? Then This Invitation is for You: If you're looking for my support on how to scale your jewelry business, join the Jewelry Business Academy. This is the most expansive and supportive container for jewelry business owners who want to scale to 6+ figures without burning out. You'll get my eyes on your business every single week, as well as lots of 1:1 support, and will join a community of jewelry business owners all scaling their businesses together. I've helped jewelry business owners from around the world, from those just starting out to those making multiple six-figures, build solid foundations, find clarity, implement systems and proven growth strategies, and hit big goals. I want to help you do the same. Learn more here: jewelrybusinessacademy.ca   __________________________   Connect with Us: Follow Robyn on Instagram: @RobynClarkCoaching Join the Jewelry Business Academy: Jewelry Business Academy __________________________   Subscribe & Review: If you enjoyed this episode, please subscribe and leave a review on your favorite podcast platform. Your support helps us reach more jewelry business owners like you!   __________________________ LINKS MENTIONED: Instagram: @opalsbysteed Website: www.opalsbysteed.com  

Adam and Hayley discuss the entire 12 player Opals roster, including their contribution to the Bronze medal winning team, and their immediate focus for the rest of 2024, be it WNBA, WNBL or other competitions around the world.Unwrapped is presented by FBL - Fantasy Ballers League; the official apparel sponsor of the podcast. Be bold with gold - head to fblsport.com to check out the whole collection.. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Yeah the girls! The Opals win Bronze in Paris and Steph Curry saves Team USA against France to sneak out the gold medal! Plus - Olympics Winners & Losers, NBA Xmas Day games... and some Yeah Nahs! Today's NBA Straya looks at an amazing Opals Bronze medal win over Belgium, as well as two epic medal games in the the mens: a hard-fought Gold Medal game between USA and France as well as the Bronze medal match between Serbia and Germany...   So! We break down those AMAZINGLY FUN games and break down how this Team USA stacks up against the Dream Team and The Redeem Team, and what it means for the future of Olympic and NBA basketball.   But also.. what does it do for the legacies of Stephen Curry, LeBron James and Kevin Durant??? And how good was it living through some more Stephen Curry highlights? Plus some Yeah Nahs and an OUTBACK TAKEHOUSE…  And that will do us for a bit! We'll be on and off during the rest of the NBA offseason... but check out NFL Straya and AFL Today for all other hangs!  All that and HEAPS more in today's NBA Straya. Enjoy! Righto - cheers ledges!!  and thanks for tuning in to the best NBA podcast in the world!! Onyas... 

Firstly, HUGE congrats to Cayla for winning a bronze medal with the Opals at the Paris Olympics!!! We're so bloody proud of you!! Balancing a basketball career alongside being a mother to little Pearl, Cayla has faced unique challenges, including fertility struggles and the difficulties of finding the "right time" to fall pregnant. She shares candidly her experiences with period irregularities, a tough IVF round, and the heartwarming practice of "Kupai Omasker," which allowed her and her husband, Kailou, to adopt their daughter, Pearl, from her sister-in-law in October 2022.  Buy our book: https://www.penguin.com.au/books/two-doting-dads-9781761346552  Two Doting Dads Facebook Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/639833491568735/  YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@TheTwoDotingDads  Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/twodotingdads/  TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@twodotingdads See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

With the Boomers out of the Paris Olympics, NBA Straya looks at two EPIC Olympic semi-final games between France & Germany and the USA & Serbia, as well as what's next with the Aussie Boomers squad in the 2027 World Cup and the 2028 Olympics. Plus: a look at the OPALS clash vs the USA and ahead to the Gold and Bronze medal games for the men, and Lauri Markannen got PAID.  So! We break down the AMAZING France vs Germany and USA vs Serbia games - as the USA narrowly avoided an embarrassing defeat… and look at what else we can expect in the next games!  Plus some Yeah Nahs: does Patty Mills play on with the Boomers, what coaches should we be looking at and … Joe Ingles, Boomers coach? And an OUTBACK TAKEHOUSE…  Plus a pick & preview of the Gold Medal game between USA and France, and then the Bronze game of Germany vs Serbia. All that and HEAPS more in today's NBA Straya. Enjoy! Righto - cheers ledges!!  and thanks for tuning in to the best NBA podcast in the world!! Onyas... 

Jack Heverin and Brendan Joyce talk the Opals chances against the might of the US in Paris.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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Replay - Basketball Australia CEO, Matt Scriven discusses the importance of building a strong foundation at the grassroots level, creating brand awareness for national teams - Boomers and Opals and his understanding the ever-evolving media landscape from his career at Channel Nine. Show notes - https://sportsgeekhq.com/podcast/matt-scriven-basketball-australia/

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Book 6, Chapter 12: Silver And Opals

Rabs is back from Bali, and it's JB and Billy's last show for a couple of weeks! We kick things off with the All Sports Report, then get you to puff out your chest with Friday Brag Artist. Aussie Opals captain Tess Madgen joins the boys as they prepare for the Paris Olympics, then Brad from Willow Grove has a crack at $10k with Guernsey Cash. The boys talk the latest team news, then TV legend Larry Emdur phones in to talk about being nominated for a Gold Logie. Billy has an Idiot Song set to a Lenny Kravitz classic, and he finishes the week with two jokes... an entree and a main.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The Opals x Ollie Shanks  Episode 269 Ollie is a good pal and partner over at The Parlour and Deer Lady on King St. Known for their pizzas and impeccable ambiance, Parlour has quickly become one of the pal's go to spots in the city. Take a listen as we chat about both venues, life and Toronto's newest summer party Rose Disco.  ENJOY 30+ ROSE WINES, A CULINARY FEAST FROM TOP CHEFS, FOOD TRUCKS & LIVE DJ SETS FROM WORLD CLASS DJ'S; ALL WHILE IMMERSED IN A PARTY OF PINK & WHITE. ROSÉ DISCO TORONTO IS THE PINK AND WHITE PARTY OF THE SUMMER. SIP ON OVER 30 LOCAL AND INTERNATIONAL ROSÉ WINES, INDULGE IN CHARCUTERIE, FOOD TRUCKS AND MORE; ALL WHILE VIBING TO LIVE DJ SETS FROM WORLD CLASS DJ'S. Follow him at @olllieshanks @rosediscoto & us @thepalspodcast / @yourpalrick @danigalarneau

Hosted by Ellen and Karlee, we embark on a magical journey through the pages and frames of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Join us as we explore the second half of Chapter Twelve: Silver and Opals and the fairly corresponding film scenes. While we love Harry Potter, we do not condone or agree with its creator's ignorant opinions. We stand with the trans community.  We post weekly podcast episodes comparing and contrasting the Harry Potter books to the movies, Potter Ponderings, a weekly trivia question (that can win you a sticker!), Sorting Hat Stories, and other Harry Potter related fun! Please subscribe and join us as we delve into our favorite book series and the films that brought them to life.  Follow us on Podbean: https://fawkessakepod.podbean.com/ to get the episodes as early as possible and get a leg up on answering the trivia question! Check out our website at ForFawkesSakePodcast.com for all of our latest news, merchandise, and more!  Find us at the handles below: Facebook, Instagram, Threads, and TikTok: @FawkesSakePod Join us on TikTok to stitch Potter Pondering responses and see other random videos! Subscribe to us on YouTube to get access to our weekly episodes, vlogs, other random videos, and cooking show episodes. If you would like to share your own Sorting Hat Story with us to read on a future episode or have any other questions, email us at FawkesSakePod@gmail.com. Don't forget to subscribe so you can get the episodes sooner! If you have Apple, please Rate and Review us! (send us an email to let us know you did and we will also send you a sticker!) If you don't have Apple, you can leave us a recommendation on our Facebook page to get a sticker. We also have a Patreon Program. Become a patron for extra podcast perks, including swag, monthly Potterheads, A History episodes, access to our Discord Channel, and more! Check it out here: https://www.patreon.com/fawkessakepod. As always, any support you can give is greatly appreciated!

Hosted by Ellen and Karlee, we embark on a magical journey through the pages and frames of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Join us as we explore the first half of Chapter Twelve: Silver and Opals and the somewhat corresponding film scenes. While we love Harry Potter, we do not condone or agree with its creator's ignorant opinions. We stand with the trans community.  We post weekly podcast episodes comparing and contrasting the Harry Potter books to the movies, Potter Ponderings, a weekly trivia question (that can win you a sticker!), Sorting Hat Stories, and other Harry Potter related fun! Please subscribe and join us as we delve into our favorite book series and the films that brought them to life.  Follow us on Podbean: https://fawkessakepod.podbean.com/ to get the episodes as early as possible and get a leg up on answering the trivia question! Check out our website at ForFawkesSakePodcast.com for all of our latest news, merchandise, and more!  Find us at the handles below: Facebook, Instagram, Threads, and TikTok: @FawkesSakePod Join us on TikTok to stitch Potter Pondering responses and see other random videos! Subscribe to us on YouTube to get access to our weekly episodes, vlogs, other random videos, and cooking show episodes. If you would like to share your own Sorting Hat Story with us to read on a future episode or have any other questions, email us at FawkesSakePod@gmail.com. Don't forget to subscribe so you can get the episodes sooner! If you have Apple, please Rate and Review us! (send us an email to let us know you did and we will also send you a sticker!) If you don't have Apple, you can leave us a recommendation on our Facebook page to get a sticker. We also have a Patreon Program. Become a patron for extra podcast perks, including swag, monthly Potterheads, A History episodes, access to our Discord Channel, and more! Check it out here: https://www.patreon.com/fawkessakepod. As always, any support you can give is greatly appreciated!

Have you ever seen an opal? These beautiful blue, green, yellow, and red gemstones nearly all come from Australia.