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Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 20 Zane s Assembly In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.             Running into a wall is bad, having it fall on you is worse but not being missed is the worst         Since I had mastered the moment so successfully with conversation I shut the hell up and took the crowd toward my room. Halfway up the stairs I expected Jill to call out but it didn't happen. I counted myself lucky, handed out fresh t-shirts to Paris and Leigh, only to have Paige regale them for fifteen minutes about all the female swag I had in my dorm room, from female silk robes in a variety of lengths and colors to thongs and dog collars. Girls should not look at me and lick their lips; it is scary because I thought that men went to college to chase women, not the other way around. Back at the start of the year, I knew that I was such a Man-Stud that I'd pick up more than my fair share too. I now have multiple women in my life and one day soon I hope to chase one down and call her my own, provided the other women let me. "We will see you later," Leigh gave me a sexy nudge with her hip. I nodded and promptly made sure my windows were locked. They had the annoying habit of being unlocked with glowing neon signs outside that said "Kappa Sigmas enter here". This time I was ready for them. I was also on the ball enough to know that when none of the Kappa Sigmas were upset by my action, that indicated there was something going on that I was clueless about. I was hardly convinced to let my guard down by the limited conversation the three sorority sisters and I had as I escorted them out of the house and kissed them goodnight. I diverged to the dryer to warm up Paris and Leigh's shirts. I kissed Aunt Jill goodnight as well. She gave me a bemused, maternal look as I headed back to my room before my 'bed time'. I must have looked like I felt, pretty exhausted. I joined Iona and Paige in the bathroom where we went through the nightly routine before heading for bed. They stripped slowly; I crawled into bed fully clothed and was feeling rather clever with myself. "No, you don't," Paige insisted. "Zane," Iona gave an angelic smile, "you have to do what you feel comfortable with but this is a matter of trust between us." Was Iona beating me up with a variation on the argument I'd used on Vivian a few hours ago? I was definitely undecided so Iona brushed my lips with hers. "It's okay." The only thing worse than being manipulated is being manipulated with sincerity. I shucked my clothes and shot them to the foot of the bed. I took in the view of Paige and Iona stripped out of their bras, then panties. Paige even made a little game of it, shooting her panties at my head. She missed so I snatched them as they sailed past. Paige flashed me a wicked grin as I did so. "Hey, Zane," she purred. Paige put her knee on the bed, followed by the other, so that she was standing on her knees. "Hey," Iona mimicked from the other side. Together, they sensually flowed toward me and each other. When they were settled against my hip they looked down and smiled. "You both look lovely," I sighed dreamily at my slightly-built beauties. They graced me with a smile once more before looking into one another's eyes. Then they kissed, and after that they really kissed, and several steamy seconds later the girls extended their right hands to their opposite's breast. They rolled their tits beneath their palms. I would have wept at this point but it would have been unmanly. When their left hands joined in the fun I nearly lost it. Did I mention they hadn't stopped kissing yet? It was hard enough that I was intimately familiar with their bodies, head to toe. I was the first man either of them had put lips to lust with (discarding Paige's grade school fiascoes). I had licked, teased, and plucked those nipples they were now so readily fondling. I had placed them naked in bed with other women and beheld their first steps into a far more sexually dynamic life than a strict fundamental Christian life would have deposited them in. I would have continued to wax poetic on the vision above me but the horror of my decision to sleep with both their naked bodies without sex was grinding my happiness into despair. "Oh, wow," Paige giggled, "it's throbbing on his stomach." She was referring to my cock. If it had something larger than a series of nerve clusters, my cock would have been screaming at me, questioning my sanity and demanding a passionate reason I wasn't mounting them both, drilling them hard, and going back for seconds, and thirds. They both leaned down onto one arm before reclining to their sides. "Good night, Zane," Iona whispered. She kissed me on the lips, rather chastely, then rolled over so that her back was to me. She wiggled her ass tight against my thigh because, you know, I have a thing for asses. "Sweet dreams of me," Paige gave a sultry roll of the voice. She rested her head on my shoulder and languidly placed her right arm on my chest and her right leg on my groin. Her hand came to rest on the top of my sternum while her knee covered my balls and the base of my cock. My sexual organ gave her limb a sympathetic throb. Paige sighed pleasurably, enjoying the torture she was putting me through. My right arm cradled Paige and drew her tighter. She kissed my chest with a feather-light touch. My left arm draped around Iona with my wrist being poked by her left nipple (it was still aroused by Paige's attentions) while my fingers coasted along her stomach. I drummed my hand on her abdomen; Iona snuggled in deeper and gave me a delightful little murmuring noise. That was enough to send me off to sleep and I was grateful. If I hadn't been asleep I knew I was going to stick my cock into something, even if it was an electric outlet. I couldn't screw Iona and wouldn't sex up Paige because she would never let me get over having broken down and nailed her in defiance of my own word. What woman doesn't want to think her body can drive a man to forgo his honor? Again, she would never, ever let me forget it. I wasn't sure how long I'd been asleep when I heard my bedroom door open. I wasn't sure what Jill would want this late but that wasn't a problem. The first one through the door was Leigh but Paris and Ricky Frasier snuck in right behind her. I need to invest in some home defense apparatus, things like pit-traps, trip-wires, and nests of feral Chihuahuas. "Don't worry, Zane," Leigh whispered. "We are here for Paige." "Ah," I grunted. Paige stirred next to me, rolled onto her back, and smiled at the newcomers. "We won't need you tonight," Paige assured me. "This is all-girl." "I see; I need to go back to campus and spank Barbie Lynn, Opal, and Brandi's bottoms until they glow red," I growled. They had turned Paige onto the whole lesbian orgy theme. "Hold on," I begged the girls as they began stripping. I rapidly moved to the closet, pulled down two comforters and two pillows for Iona and I to use as a bed. I set things out and Iona gave me one of those sleepy, sweet, innocent smiles and joined me on the floor, a comforter as a mattress and the other as a cover. I quickly became obvious to me that the object of Leigh, Paris, Ricky's and Paige's fun wasn't to have intercourse with one another but to drive me nuts. It wasn't ego talking here; statistically, an ass, calf, or grinning head pops over the same side of bed you are on only so many times before it becomes enemy action. It was working too; I was rock hard and sleep was escaping me. Sadly, fate intervened, to my detriment. In movies you often see couples roll out of bed, say 'ow,' then go back to passionate love-making. Paris came off the bed with a squeak; me, I felt a stomach-churning pain and a soundless scream escaped my lips. Paris' knee had come straight down on my nuts and impacted them into the hardwood floor with only a thin quilt providing any absorption. Paris' playful grin and giggle turned into fear as she saw my face. "Zane?" she whispered, "Sorry?" "Zane, are you okay?" Iona inquired at my side. Paris backed off me, allowing me to wheeze and roll over in a ball facing Iona. Iona cradled me in her arms. "Zane, what's wrong?" she worried. I wasn't articulate at the moment but Paris was. "Oh, God," she gasped. "I landed on his nuts." Paige and Leigh immediately poked their heads over the bed, appearing in my peripheral vision. I heard Ricky padding around from the other side of the bed. "Damn it," Leigh moaned. "Now what are we going to do?" "How about show a little sympathy?" Iona grumped at the others. I know her heart was in the right place but pulling me tight to her bosom with a nipple resting on my upper lip didn't do my damaged genitalia any good. There was a light, coastal breeze off Madagascar calling for my cock to get hard once again and damn me if it wasn't answering. The resulting pain was describable, similar to having my testicles used by an 800 pound gorilla to sink the cue ball on a Carom billiards table. And damn if that bastard wasn't determined to get it done no matter how many attempts it took. Next time some psychopath stares me dead in the eyes and asks if I've ever prayed for death, I can match his gaze and say 'Hell yes.' "Leigh, get some ice," Paige whispered. "Paris, go to the bathroom down the hall and get some ibuprofen and salve. Iona, help me get him back on the bed." The girls hurried off quietly, for which I was thankful. I was equally thankful that Iona and Paige were so gentle in moving me off the floor and onto the bed, and yes, I hammed it up a bit. Once the rush of taking charge of events passed, Paige began to flash me guilty looks. This was definitely her plan and she'd miscalculated the body motion dynamics of three women playing sex games on a queen-sized bed. "I, I apologize," Paige admitted. "This was my fault." I was somewhat more than stunned. "Okay," I gasped. "Flesh heals but memories are forever." "That means you are going to get me for this," Paige realized. "I'd buy a seat cushion if I were you, Ms. Spanky-bottoms," I tried to joke, but the pain got in the way of my laughter. Paris padded back in with a pill bottle, a foil tube, and a glass of water. She handed the pill bottle to Paige and the water to Iona. When Paris started unscrewing the top to the salve, things became difficult. "Paris," Iona grumbled, "why do you get to put the cream on his balls? It was your knee that caused his pain." "I know," Paris whimpered, "and I want to make it up to him." Paige popped the pill cap and handed me two ibuprofen; Iona propped me up. I took the pills and she put the water to my lips. "I'll take care of it," Iona insisted. "My plan, my fault, I'll take care of it," Paige countered. "Take care of what?" Leigh panted as she slipped into my bedroom with a bowl of ice. "Massaging Zane's poor crushed nuts," Ricky murmured. "If I've hurt him permanently, I'll never forgive myself," Paris moaned piteously. Was she more afraid of my promise to get her back or the other ladies' retaliation for the maiming I'd gone through? "I said I would take care of it," Paige insisted. "No, I think I will take care of it, if no one minds," I ground out. The implication was that if they didn't let me medicate my massive melons of masculine might, I'd come after them all, in thirty or so minutes when I could freely move once again. It took me a second to realize that no one was arguing with me. "Ricky, could you please get a damp hand-towel from the bathroom," Iona requested. Ricky looked confused so Iona added, "We can't put the ice cubes directly on his scrotum unless we really do want to take him to the emergency room." "Oops, sorry," Ricky sounded embarrassed. "That makes sense. I'll be right back." When Ricky left, Paige and Iona reclined on either side of me. "Hold on," I requested. "I'd like to give Paris a hug." Iona scooted first, letting Paris crawl on all fours over my body. I gave her a kiss with as much strength as I could exert. "I," she mumbled. "We were playing a game and it was an accident. I already feel somewhat better," I assured her. "Besides, I'm pretty sure I have yet to fuck you to orgasm and that's not a challenge my cock takes lightly." Paris wept and collapsed onto my chest. I lay back, head on a pillow, so I could stroke Paris' hair. When Ricky returned I struggled around Paris to kiss her and Leigh as well. I also took the opportunity to coat my scrotum with the salve, which instantly cooled my pain, then started heating damaged parts up. Leigh applied the towel holding the ice gently to balance out the sensations. We hugged, confirmed our date for Saturday night, and parted ways. Iona, Paige, and I returned to the bed and tried to get back to sleep. This time we kept our limbs to ourselves, though we remained close. I waited a while before surrendering to my dreams. A decision was reached internally that the next time I took Iona out for a quiet weekend, I would have to make it somewhere off the beaten path, somewhere in Appalachia no doubt. Iona gave me a precious, sleepy smile as I climbed out of bed in the morning. I looked at her heavy eyes, questioning her intent, when she pulled my pillow into her chest and drifted off into slumber once more. Paige was dead to the world, undoubtedly wrapped up in the remorseless rest of the Damned. I was able to dress uninterrupted and glide downstairs to find Jill already up and puttering around. I was about to find out what she had heard last night. "Good morning, Zane. Are you feeling better?" Jill asked. "Feeling better?" I questioned. "Your, you know, down there, are you feeling better?" she clarified somewhat. I imagine my jaw dropped because she looked at me with an obvious amusement. "How did you know?" I finally responded. "Oh, Iona came to my room last night and explained the situation as well as apologizing for the disruption," Aunt Jill explained. "She's a very forthright and honest young lady, and she doesn't currently have a fianc either." "What, whoa, wait a second, Jill," I stammered. Things were going way too fast for me. "How is it you are okay with two girls sleeping in my bedroom and three more coming over when three months ago we couldn't even discuss sex at all and its only place was in the marriage bed? What happened that I missed?" "Zane," Jill sighed patiently, "when God closes one door he opens another. I had to accept that my life with Tim was over and I had to move forward with my life with you. That means I am going to get more mileage out of counseling you as opposed to dictating abstinence." "And you have this epiphany after you burn all the stuff I brought back from Thailand," I groaned. "We both did things we probably regret," she reasoned. "You've been talking to Iona, or more likely, Iona's been calling you," I began piecing it together. "After you told me about what those girls were making you do, like crawl around on your knees, I tried to get some of your classmates to tell me what was really going on," Jill related. "Iona was the only one who would talk to me and she and I have communicated pretty regularly since then," Jill finished. "She's a truly sweet girl and I think you two make a cute couple." In case you are wondering, there is no good response to that statement. "She tells me you are interested in that 'Christina' girl. She's, elegant," which was Jill's way of saying Christina wasn't a 'humble Christian girl' like Iona. Something in that train of thought made me put a few other faces to the descriptor 'elegant'. "Is that why you didn't like Mom, Dad, and, well, was Uncle Tim snobby as well, elegant?" I mused. Jill stopped looking in the fridge were she was figuring out what we'd be having for breakfast. "Yes," Jill said quietly. Tim hadn't wanted to marry Jill; he'd wanted to marry Jill's older sister, Kathryn. Jill matched herself against Mom, the free spirit, and Dad, the joker, who were both sophisticated Devil-May-Care people born of wealth and privilege. In a way, Tim was from the same background, except that he ended up arrogant and emotionally distant. Of course, Tim had to grow up with Granddad, who was a real peach, and my Dad, who was always larger than life, always doing whatever task their father put before him and always going one step beyond. Worse, Dad always had the courage to be himself. Dad was the brilliant rebel, the Prodigal Son who was always welcomed back home; Tim was the plodding workhorse. The best example of this was the first time each of them ran away from home. Tim ran away to the tree house in the backyard at the house in Wyoming. The first time Dad ran away, he ended up in Hawaii. When the FBI caught him, he was working in a Japanese restaurant, stock-piling Australian dollars, and had a map of the Great Barrier Reef. Now that I think of it, I must get my nuttiness from Dad. "Jill, I'm sorry Tim wasn't the husband you deserved," I told her softly. I rested a hand on her shoulder and she backed into me. I wrapped my arms around her from behind. "Thank you, Zane," she told me in a soft voice. She looked out of the window over the sink for a few seconds. "Do you think we should get a pool?" Jill broke the silence. Huh? "Who are you and what have you done with my Aunt Jill?" I teased her. It took a second for Jill to get it but when she did, she laughed. "Wait," she teased back, "would I be a clone, an alien, or, what were those things I heard about, oh, pod-people?" "I think you are the Pink Power Ranger," Paige snickered from my elbow where she had materialized mysteriously from the ether. Jill squeaked and spun around while I was busy putting my heart back in my chest. Jill struggled out of my arms, blushed, and went back to the fridge. "Did I interrupt something?" "Yes; my desire to live a longer life," I coughed. "Now that we have the useless pleasantries out of the way, what I really want to know is if all the equipment is in working order," Paige smirked. I thought of a smarmy reply, an angry reply, and even ignoring her, but another idea won out. "Hey, Babe," I whispered in a husky voice to Paige as I stepped into body contact with her, "it hurts a little right now but thanks for asking. I'm glad you are watching out for me." I drew a line with right hand along her collarbone and shoulder to her neck and finally circling her ear. "Oh," Paige gulped. Her eyes grew wide. "Of course, Zane. I want to watch out for you, I care." I let my arms drape around her and linked them up at the small of her back, pulling her tight to me. Paige slipped her arms beneath me and did likewise, with the added gesture of placing her ear to my chest. Iona slipped into the kitchen as she did so. She gave me a cute wave, side-stepped us, and went to help Jill. I figured from Iona's actions that she was going to keep Jill busy getting the four of us breakfast, so I took Paige's right hand in my left and led her out into the hall. As I headed for the porch in the back, someone came through the front door, attempting to be stealthy. It was Leigh; I'd clearly caught her doing something wrong. "Yes?" I questioned. She looked to Paige then back to me. "I forgot to return your keys," Leigh evaded. "What are you doing with my keys?" I sounded a bit cross. Paige squeezed my hand tightly, expressing her own tension. "Paige gave them to me to use last night," Leigh gulped. "You are hopeless as a conspirator," Paige growled at Leigh. I took a deep breath instead. I was going to have as little stress in my morning as possible. "Please give them to Iona in the kitchen, Leigh," I sighed. A quick look to Paige showed her that I wasn't angry so she didn't resist as I resumed our journey. Out on the porch I took a large, cushioned, low-swung wooden chair and sat down. "It's cold out here," Paige shivered. I responded by pulling her into my lap. It took her a moment to figure out what to do with herself. She settled on sitting sideways with her left arm over my shoulder and her head laying on top of it. It took twenty-five minutes for Iona to come out and get us. "Breakfast," Iona said. I looked at her curiously, trying to judge how she was taking the loss of the time promised to her this weekend. She winked and went back inside so I guessed everything was okay and our weekend postponed. "Do you want to go inside?" I gently inquired of Paige. "Two more minutes," she whispered. I kissed her on the head and listened to the breeze in the leaves, the birds chatting in the trees, and her breath on my neck. Slowly her head rose after the two minutes had passed and she was staring at me, or rather at the side of my head. "Yes?" I asked, as I turned and looked into her eyes. "You are so dumb," she whispered. Paige kissed me with a tenderness that bespoke a depth of passion that I had not fully realized. "I wouldn't trade this moment for anything in the world," I breathed back. "I would have been better off if I had turned away that very first day I saw you," she got around to responding. I knew she was saying that she could come up with no quick strategy for getting Christina out of the way and that perplexed her. I had to do something. "Don't forget to get that seat cushion," I joked. She seemed a bit cross, then grinned. "If I let you do something else to my bottom will you forgive me?" she teased me with a sensual ass wiggle. "Really?" I perked up. Paige wouldn't consider anal sex before now, though I was all for it. "No!" she giggled. Paige leapt off my lap and raced inside. I made a grab for Paige with no intent of ensnaring her, she was having too much fun being pursued, and pursue I did. "Help me!" Paige squealed. "Help me; he's trying to get my bottom!" So much for any sense of decorum, I sighed. Paige made it to the dining room and quickly was using Leigh as a shield. Jill looked at me quizzically while Iona gave a weary sigh and looked heavenward for guidance. "So, Leigh, are you joining us for breakfast?" I obfuscated the crisis. "Yes," Leigh hesitated. "Your Aunt Jill is thanking me for finding your keys." "If that is okay with you, Zane?" Jill demurred. Huh, and by that I mean, since when has my opinion in this household been sought or even obeyed? "If it pleases you, Jill, I wouldn't mind eating Leigh", I had a slip of the tongue, "I mean eating with Leigh." Leigh's eyes sparkled and Jill totally missed the implication (I assumed because 'eat' a girl made no sense to her sexually repressed mind.) Iona gave my arm a light slap. "Have a seat, Leigh," Jill smiled in a way I wasn't familiar with; it was almost like she was content. The resulting meal of country ham, grits, and cantaloupe was simple but satisfying. We were all hot, sweaty, and laboring for breath. Had we been in bed and undressed, the situation would have been perfect. Instead, we were in my workout room, working out. I had allowed an hour to digest our meal but now we were finishing my daily physical regimen. Paige and Leigh were on their backs, staring at the ceiling and cursing the fact that I was finishing up my final exercise. Iona was on her stomach on the mat next to me, moaning softly. I seriously considered insisting that Paige and Iona take up a sport. Leigh was another story, but I'm sure I could get Tawny, her sorority president, to get her to do something strenuous, that didn't involve me and sex. "I have given up any hope of ever fucking you to death, Leigh panted as she looked my way. "Thanks," I grinned back. "Without the help of several sisters," Leigh gasped as Paige lazily smacked her on the stomach, "to wear you down first. I don't know how Barbie Lynn can walk after those marathon sessions with you." "It usually involves screaming out to God multiple times and a long nap afterwards," Iona groaned. "So," Leigh sat up, "have either of you," "Hammered me through the sheets, and I swear I blacked out as I came," Paige boasted wearily. "Umm," Leigh purred, "good memories." Have I left the room? Should I hand out customer satisfaction surveys? "That night was fantastic, wasn't it?" Iona sighed. "Three damn orgasms I'll never forget, and then there was Rio and her devilish fingers," Leigh murmured happily. "Wait! Iona, you and Zane, Rio too?" Paige propped herself up. "He was a very gentle gentleman," Iona declared. "Oh," taunted Leigh to Iona, "I recall you doing quite a savage dance on the tip of his tongue." Iona blushed and Paige gawked. "So that three-way with you and Barbie Lynn wasn't your first time, well, what do you know?" Paige mused. "All this physical stress has me thirsty," Leigh stated. "Yes, I think a protein drink is in order," Paige agreed, and winked at me. "Oh, hell no!" I defended myself. "Me, no sex weekend, remember?" "But, Zane," Iona rolled over and batted her eyelashes at me, "it was so sweet and salty." "Iona," I nearly wept. "I apologize, Zane," Iona pouted. "I was only teasing." "I can always hope to soak up some of that sexual energy at 12:01 Sunday night," Paige sighed. "Nope, sorry, going out with Heaven Sunday night," I informed them. "Oh, pooh," Iona grumped. "She'll drain him alright." "Is Heaven really that good?" Leigh seemed curious. "Let's not have this discussion," I stood up. I was ignored of course. "Oh, he goes at her five, six, seven times a night," Iona stated. "She walks funny the next day too." "How come there is never any footage of them together?" Leigh persisted. "You would think with that much sexuality and the howling she made from our towel closet at the party that there would be something on his site." "I am not going to be part of this discussion," I repeated as I made for the door. "Now I'm taking a shower." For a group of girls who couldn't stand a minute ago, they clearly were capable of nearly killing me as they stampeded for the shower, women. Before Iona and I got in, I held her back by the arm. "Five, six, seven times, walks funny the next morning, I'm sure Heaven will like that," I whispered. "I thought a little embellishment couldn't hurt," Iona smiled with an earnestly pure face. She knew Heaven's nature and would help conceal it until Heaven decided it was no longer necessary; Iona was that kind of best friend. "Do you ever get tired picking up after my shipwrecks?" I had to ask. "Come on, Zane," Paige called from inside the shower as the water cascaded down on her and Leigh. I decided that keeping them occupied was my best bet to keep the volume down. As I pulled the curtain aside, I caught a glimpse of Iona behind me, shaking her head 'No'. Undercover  Underage Willa was waiting for Valarie and I when we arrived. She had strategically placed her bike at a break between the groups of hotel units so she could quickly duck out of sight. I had no desire to do anything stupid like get in a fight. She rested on the seat of her ride. I was following Val's advice so I pulled up some distance away and kept to the middle of the parking lot because you never knew what could come popping out a door. I approached alone, again, I didn't want to freak Willa out any more than she already was. "I've got a line on those IDs," she greeted me. I'd asked her for some fake IDs so me and some of the girls could get into clubs. "Yeah," I said deadpan, "I'm sure you did." She keyed on my mood but didn't outwardly react. How should I handle this? "Willa, you are an undercover cop," I sighed. "I don't know who you are with and I don't care. I don't want to cause you trouble, I simply want a favor." Willa rocked off her ride and took a few steps toward me. "Asshole," she growled, "that isn't funny. I ought to fucking slap you like the punk-ass bitch you are." "You won't, you are a cop and that's still assault because I'm not threatening you or threatening to blow your cover so that your life would be at risk," I related. Seeing Willa's consternation, I explained. "Valarie has been through this a time or two." "Zane, I'm not a cop and I'm not kicking your ass because you are a cute guy, but stop screwing with me," Willa changed up her defense. "Fine," I shrugged. "I'm going to have a talk with Belle. I'm sure she will believe me. I felt I owed you a chance because you are a law enforcement officer and you are risking your life for me, the general public." "Don't go to Belle," Willa reached out and put an arm on my bicep. "It doesn't matter that your idea is a load of crap; Belle will tell Deacon and then I'm screwed." "Willa, you can walk away from this situation whenever you want," I told her. "Belle can't. This is her life and I'd prefer she not die living it." "Zane, you hadn't even met her before Thursday night." she groused. "That's pretty much what I said," Valarie finally chimed in. "I'm only here because Zane doesn't know anyone else who could be relied on to keep their mouth shut." "You don't believe this crap about me being a Fed, do you?" Willa joked. "Absolutely," Valarie said without hesitation. "Zane is crazy but he's spot-on when dealing with women. Case in point: Zane took that little fluff with him to the bathroom while peeling off Rio's girlfriend, a black belt in Karate, to guard me. He knew he would get you bitches to give Rio up, though he didn't have a plan going in. If he tells me you are a cop, you are a cop." I clearly had Willa flummoxed. After a minute in silence I shook off Willa's hand and turned for my car. I stopped when I had the door open. "I'm going to see Belle at the Fallout Shelter tonight," I said. "If you do something to stop me, I'll make sure Tara knows, and while she and Belle have problems, they are twins and she won't let her sister do serious time." "I'm not confessing to anything but I think there is something you should know. Deacon Baker served with Belle's husband and brother-in-law. Her brother-in-law ran the Warlords chapter but he and his brother got caught up in an ATF sting. They wrapped up Belle's husband but before they could grab the brother, who could tie up the whole criminal enterprise, he vanished. He was last seen with Deacon," Willa explained. "Deacon didn't wait around to see if the guy would stay loyal; he removed the threat," Willa added. "If he thinks I'm a threat, he'll have me removed too." "Cry me a river," Valarie rolled her eyes. "You are sticking your nose where it doesn't belong." "I'm not a damn cop," Willa snarled. "Where are you from?" I asked Willa. I caught her off-guard but she snapped back soon enough. "Tampa Bay, Florida," she shot off. "Nope. I think you are from Wisconsin or Minnesota, it's your skin complexion and the way you roll some of your consonants off your tongue and lips," I said. Willa's eyes narrowed. Now she was pissed. "Are you going to shoot us with the 9mm at your back or help Zane out'?" Valarie sounded bored. "This is totally wrong," Willa persisted. She tried to stare me down but I could see something inside give way. "I'm not saying I am an undercover cop but if I was, what would you want?" "Give Belle as much shelter as you can. Hopefully she ends up with probation," I offered. "What is in it for me?" Willa sighed. "What can I do for you?" I answered. "Do you know who took out Deacon?" Willa inquired. "Yes," I replied. I could feel Valarie's head snap behind me and her eyes bore into the back of my head. "Who was it?" Willa increased her intensity. "I would tell you but I like living without the benefit of life support," I joked. "I'd cry bullshit, damn you, except I saw the beating they took and that scares the crap out of me," Willa grumbled. "Okay, Zane, if you ever get the chance to tell me, do so." "Deal," I agreed. "Great; we are all friends," Valarie stated sarcastically. "Now fuck his face, suck his cock, and we can get going; I have to eat dinner with my sister, Dad, and the cunt he married." "What?" I glared at Valarie. "No way!" Willa declared. "Listen, bitch, you are going to need to describe what it feels like on your tongue from the ball-sack to the tip of his cock," Valarie lectured. "I've seen a video," Willa countered. "And you are such a bang-up storyteller that the 18-year old boy genius ID'd you in two minutes, or have you missed the last ten minutes of your life?" Valarie mocked her. "He seems to be the exception," Willa noted. "The average girl that attracts Zane's attention can do calculus in her head, and the one who can't is his family," Valarie responded. "Now consider his interest in Belle; she's probably a poor girl raised in a college town. That means she could have gone to college but was already soured on the whole establishment idea by a string of college fuck wads. Her sister went on to become a Law-dog that busts UV assholes all day long; Belle became an ass-kicker who flaunts her body at a bar frequented by the very higher education types that screwed with her in high school," Valarie continued. I wasn't sure how much of this Val was fabricating but it didn't matter. "Now she dangles her forbidden fruit in front of them, yet none ever get a taste, am I wrong?" Valarie queried. "You see an outlaw biker and think they are too lazy or stupid to get a real job. I see someone who wants to do their own damn thing, you don't fuck with us and we don't fuck with you." "Belle is smarter than you think she is, Willa, or whoever you are. If you don't think you are fucked yet, consider this: When was the last time Belle gave a college guy the time of day, much less walked one out of a beat-down dictated by her chapter president?" Valarie smirked. "Zane had me fighting side-by-side with him against half of the FFU faculty and students so I can attest to his peculiar form of magic." "Fuck," Willa growled. "Now, get on your knees and blow him so we can all go about our business," Valarie rumbled back. "I'm still in the midst of a no-sex weekend so I'm going to say 'No'," I intervened. "Can't we just shake and part as friends?" Willa tried. "At least kiss him," Valarie suggested. "Val, stop it. We have some level of understanding and that's good enough for now," I told her. I was checking on Valarie's okay so I only saw Willa's closure at the last moment. One look into her eyes told me she was deceiving herself that this was going to be a quick kiss to get it over with. Our lips met and my hands found their way to her hips. I pulled her to me without trapping her. A few seconds later she broke the kiss. I could read the confusion in her eyes. Her plan was to do it and be done but her impulse was to come back again. She kissed me again but his time, her tongue caressed my lips and I let it slip in. After that, I really couldn't stop myself from kissing her back intensely. Soon my lips wandered to her cheeks, chin, and neck before nibbling on an ear until she moaned and thrust up against my body. "Ugh, ah, fuck," Willa moaned. "It has been too damn long." I rotated us around, pressing Willa's back against my car. I lowered my body down Willa's, nibbling and tickling with my tongue as I did so until I was chewing on the top of her low-cut t-shirt. "You are not happily married, are you?" I inquired between a tongue stroke and some suction. "Umm, ah, no." she replied. "Why do you ask?" "I don't want you to do something you'll regret," I answered before working my way back up her throat. Willa lolled her head back, extending her throat for my attention. "Nope," she gulped with sexual tension, "no one at all." That was my cue to work with both hands to pull her shirt out of her jeans. That done, I let my fingers roam under the shirt and caress the flesh of her stomach. "Oh, stop that, no, wait, don't stop, yessss," Willa moaned. When her shirt was high enough, I began working over her tender flesh. She was clearly getting into it but I wanted more from her. I popped the button on her jeans and unzipped them. Willa's underwear was appropriately lacy. I pulled the panties down as I peeled the jeans open until I could make out her finely trimmed landing strip. I kissed along the line from her cunt fur to her hip bringing forth a hearty moan of pleasurable release. My fingers made small circles back to her ass, squeezing both cheeks and rubbing them together. Willa was stroking the top of my head and lightly yanking on my hair. I took that to be a positive endorsement of my efforts so far. When I started back up her body, Willa spread her legs wide apart and coaxed me along. I got to the base of her bra; I could sense her nervousness so I stopped pushing up her shirt there and went back to her shoulder. I had just made it back to Willa's lips when Valarie cleared her throat. "Excuse me, but I do have somewhere else to be," Valarie teased us. Willa had to reorient herself. The look she gave me was somewhat accusatory but happily, it transformed into some level of understanding. "Damn, you are sexy," she purred. She rested her elbows on my shoulders and looked me over with sensuality on her lips. "I mean, you really are sexy and I want to do this again, and we didn't even have sex yet," Willa grinned. "What makes you think we are going to have sex? Don't we have a professional relationship?" I mused. Willa reacted by putting more pressure on my shoulders, then hopping up so she could put her legs around my waist. "I kinda-sorta owe you," she gave me a wicked look. "Besides, you might like it." I had to dissuade her somehow; my life had far too many complications to get this close to the Warlords right now. "I don't know, Willa. I like lots and lots of anal sex," I cautioned her. I figured that would buy me some space. "Oh," she grunted, "I love it. A big cock like yours would feel fantastic in my ass," she added with a deep pant. Wow, that backfired spectacularly. Maybe I should inform her that I've been called needle cock by women who know me well. To add insult to injury, Valarie broke out in uproarious laughter. "There you go, Tiger," Val chuckled. "That will keep her in her place. It just so happens her place is face down and ass up with you riding roundup." Willa took a deep breath, then dismounted me. She patted me on the chest and gave me one final kiss. "We need to be going," she sighed. "I'll make sure to stay in touch." Valarie and I waited behind as Willa got on her ride and drove away. Only then did Valarie give me one last jibe herself. "Dude, I swear your lips are dusted with cocaine because I've never seen women act so nuts around a normal guy," she teased. "Are you saying I'm abnormal?" I shot back. "Ha," she laughed. "I'm calling it like I see it. I'd caution you about a girl and handcuffs but you have six sets that I know of so all I can advise is dodging when they shoot at you and lawyer up the moment they read you your rights, and I'm gone." Her bike roared to life and she peeled out, leaving me to contemplate what further screw-ups I'd added to my life. Girls, all I can say in any of our defenses is that none of us had been to a college block party except Rio, and we were dumb enough to listen to her advice on what to wear and what it would be like. We didn't even know how screwed we were until we arrived at the party destination and by then, it was too late. My only excuse was that Vivian had sworn Rio and Mercy had behaved themselves last night. Of course, first we had to get the clothes we were going to wear. The salesgirls eyed us with a devilish curiosity when we filed into the chic women's boutique, the only one in town. I was getting away with jeans and a red t-shirt from a local band called "Confetti". According to Rio, girls had to dress 'rough and ready', which translated to tight leather pants, shot boots, and either halter tops or sleeveless shirts. In retrospect, I should have known that when the salesgirls began regarding me as a pimp, I'd fucked up royally. "What do you think?" Barbie Lynn came flouncing over to where I was sitting, showing off her bright yellow halter top (that wasn't much into halting anything) and buckskin pants with the prerequisite frills along the outside of each leg. "Don't those things come with a bra?" I gulped. On the grave of my Viking ancestors, I swear those two orbs were just, right there, free and mouth-wateringly delicious. "What?" Barbie pouted. "Don't you like them?" she leaned forward, pressed her boobs together, and wiggled them in front of me. "Best ever," I panted. Barbie Lynn glowed at that declaration, then turned around and presented her ass mere inches from my face. "Better than this?" she taunted. "Ah!" I cried out; my pledge was in immoral danger. I tried to get out of my chair by brushing by her tush but only managed to flip the chair over on its side with me still in it. Eyes tracked me as I struggled to stand. "It has the Zane seal of approval," Barbie Lynn addressed the room. "I'll take it." "Wait! Zane? The Zane?" One of the salesgirls inquired. Multiple girls nodded. "That would make you the girl in the shower," she directed to Barbie Lynn. "Sure thing," Barbie Lynn boasted. "You've got, stamina," the other girl blushed, "both of you." "That's where I've seen all of you before," the first girl said as she put it all together. "Except you," she pointed at Vivian. "Honestly, I was suspicious it was a porn hoax. I mean, what kind of guy scores that many hot babes?" "Umm," Rio patted Mercy's bottom, "we're hot babes." "Are you two really, actually, the second girl stammered to Rio. "You do those things?" "Do you mean is she my bitch toy? Then yes, she is," Rio answered smugly. "Mercy, lift your top." Mercy paled, gulped, but did as requested. Rio put her arms around Mercy's midsection and pulled her close, latching onto a nipple as they came together. "No!" Vivian shouted. "There will be no public displays of pornography." Rio made a lip-smacking noise as her lips released Mercy's breast. Mercy kept her shirt raised as Rio looked back to the salesgirl. "Satisfied?" Rio gloated. The girl nodded in stunned amazement and Vivian coughed as a reminder. "Mercy, you can lower your shirt now," Rio added without even looking at Mercy. "Wow, this is so weird." The first girl shook her head, then that light came on and she looked at me with amazement and amusement. "You are trying for your 'No Sex' weekend? Well, if we can't get you laid before this weekend, we aren't selling you the right clothes." "I'm counting on it," Paige smirked. Her choice was a slick black bustier and leather pants that laced up on the side. In fact, they were more lacing on the sides and less leather. I'm not saying she looked bad; I merely vowed to get a few pictures of her in the outfit for my spank bank collection, not that I have any realistic hope of spanking the monkey anytime soon. Whoa, are women I don't even know now ganging up on me? What the hell? Adelaide and Ginger, our two salesgirls, went all out to get the ladies the skimpiest outfits allowed by law. I didn't mention the occasion because that would make me feel bad about not inviting them. "So, what are you getting all dressed up, or down for?" Ginger asked innocently enough. "Oh, there is a college-student-only bloc party tonight. Zane got an invite and he's sneaking us in with him," Iona responded with the naivet of a girl who had nil knowledge of social networking or class distinction. "Oh," Ginger muttered, and cast a sideways glance to Adelaide before looking at me. "Well, Addie's husband doesn't like doing that kind of stuff," she said lamely, "and Finn, my boyfriend, has to work late anyway." She was giving me an out and I wanted to take it. Somehow this seemed to be one too many times sticking out my neck foolishly. I'd already bent my invitation by inviting my FFU crowd. I then told myself that I'd double back and invite them, on the sly. I recalled the little discussion Valarie had with Willa only a few hours ago. Yes, I could act like your standard college cock and tell the townies it was okay to come in the back door. If I did that, I could only pray Rio punched me in the face. I'd say 'kick me in the nuts' but I clearly didn't have any. "Ginger and Adelaide, we are gathering by the water tower around 9:45 before we head to the spot," I told her. "You and your guys join us there and we'll go in as a group. It is the warehouse on Hammond Street and the word is 'Comet', in case you show up later." "Oh, I'm not sure we can make it," Adelaide responded. What she was also saying was 'are you sure you know what you are doing?' "There is one condition," I added. Now the two salesgirls were suspicious. "You have to dress like the rest of them do," I motioned to my girls. "You sold these ladies these clothes so it is only fair you dress similarly." Now the two exhaled, then smiled and groaned playfully. They could hardly say no after the money they'd taken from me, my credit card, actually. If I carried that much cash and a cop searched me, I'd mistake me for a drug dealer too. "We'll see what we can do," Ginger evaded. "Oh, that won't be a problem," Opal chimed in. "Go around the store and pick out what you want; Zane will pay for it." "For the love of God, would you stop spending my money? You are as bad as Rio," I griped. "Who is trying to be worse to you than I am?" Rio sounded both offended and up to the challenge of making me even more miserable than I was. "Oh, come on, Zane," Brandi complained. "You are a gazillionaire." "You've been listening to Rio," I shot back and glared Rio's way. "It was Mercy who told me that," Brandi corrected me. I shifted my gaze to Mercy, as did Rio. "We'll talk when we get outside," Rio cautioned Mercy, who seemed decidedly uneasy. I had to hand it to Ginger and Adelaide; for ten minutes they showed constraint, and then they went bonkers. I really don't think a woman can wear a pink gossamer scarf wrapped around her chest and call it clothing but Ginger was giving it a shot. Ginger had a small chest - 32A, but her nipples were works of art. I couldn't keep quiet about them. "Ginger, if your boyfriend lets you walk around in your domicile with a top on, he's committing crimes against the male and female, worship of the female form," I blathered. Ginger blinked, and then blushed before grinning at me wickedly. "Yes?" she prodded me. I took that as an invitation to walk up, bend at the waist until I was at eye level with her chest. Her nipples swelled under my scrutiny. "Zane, if you lick or bite them, I will stomp on your foot and break some toes," Vivian warned me. I was, in my estimation, good. I leaned forward a few more inches until I could blow forcefully upon each nipple. Ginger rolled forward on the tip of her toes, thrusting her chest forward, but I retreated just in time. She fell back and I pursued with long, continuous breaths this time. Her nipples didn't come out and say 'Hi', they launched rescue flares and lit bonfires on the beaches of my desire. Ginger was moaning and whimpering as she kept trying to force physical contact while I kept frustrating her. Her thighs were working back and forth as her cunt began burning her up. "Ginger," Adelaide worried, "what about Finn?" "I know," pleaded Ginger, "but you've seen the cock on this guy and he's driving me crazy-horny, and he hasn't even touched me yet." "Friends," Adelaide insistently reminded Ginger. "All his friends are here and watching." "I'll be her friend," Brandi volunteered, though Opal hooked her waist before she could show everyone how much of a friend she wanted to be. "Oh, we don't mind," Rio remarked. "Most nights with Zane are a learning experience for all of us." "I mind," grumbled Paige. "Paige, honey, he always comes home to us," Barbie Lynn reassured Paige. "Besides, we know where he's sleeping tonight and who will be with him," Iona added. "Fine, okay," Paige decided. "Zane," she beckoned me with a 'come hither' finger curl. "Sorry, Paige," I quickly responded between puffs of air on Ginger's nipples, "I'm busy." "Zane," Paige warned me. "Paige, not now," I grumped. "Zane!" Paige became more insistent. I didn't respond so what she said next was inevitable. "Zane, bouncy, bouncy." My groan was fueled by stymied lust; I stood up and walked over to Paige. Once I was in front of her, I used both hands to brush Paige's hair off her shoulder blades. I brought my hands together at the back of her head, wrapping my left hand in her ponytail while dropping my right down her side before snaking it to the small of her back. I pulled the hair back gently, tilting her head up as I pressed my hand on the small of her back until we were rubbing against one another. I leaned in for a slow, intensive kiss which Paige intercepted by standing on her toes. Our kiss was a see-saw affair that saw our tongues roll together and our lips shifting from lingering touch to gentle caress that lasted over a minute. "What are they doing? Or more like it, what is she doing to him to make him do that?" Adelaide quizzed the ladies. "Oh, that's a game they play," Rio explained. "He pretends she's a witch who has put a spell on him and she pretends she's going to be the first Mrs. Zane Braxton." "Say those words and Zane will perform any sexual act on you that you desire," Barbie Lynn teased. "No, it doesn't work like that," Iona got out right before Ginger interrupted. "Zane, bouncy, bouncy," Ginger demanded. That earned a round of chuckles. "Sorry, I tried that too," Brandi admitted. "Apparently each girl has to find her own command phrase." "Are you okay now?" I whispered to Paige. I really had to deal with these girls going wacky around me; we had things to do before the party started. "You are worth every gold doubloon I've spent on you," she smiled back. "Um, I'm the one spending money on you," I corrected her. Paige turned half-way around, bumped me with her hip, and wiggled her ass. "As I said, you are worth every coin," she winked. Hardy-har-har. "Okay, friends and acquaintances, let's finish with our purchases," I commanded. "We've still got some ground to cover before tonight." "What else do we have to do?" groaned Vivian. "I'm getting Mercy tattooed," Rio grinned with a dire mirth. "I want a design right above the ass, both subtle and understated; I don't know if I'm going with '1-800-HoT-SLuT' or 'Nothing Under 6 inches Allowed." "No, you are not!" growled Vivian. "No way, no how. Zane?" "Vivian, Rio is yanking your chain," I calmed my guardian. "You have to understand that Rio wouldn't put anything on Mercy that she wouldn't wear herself. She definitely wouldn't put something on Mercy that Mercy couldn't live with; trust me on that." "That's right, Viv," Rio chortled. "I can't tell you how many times I've regretted having 'Eat at the Clam Shack' tattooed right below the beltway." "You don't have a tattoo there!" Vivian countered. "Someone's been peeking," Rio skewered Vivian with a shark-like grin. Iona shook her head and walked up to Vivian, presenting her phone. "Here is the design they've chosen," Iona explained. It was an intricate weaving of lines and shadows I'd been shown once before. "See, in this end is Songs of Solomon 2:16 and on the other end is a Chi Rho woven into the greater design. It clearly has Christian imagery," Iona explained. "It's" Vivian sounded surprised, "actually rather, nice looking." "What's Songs of Solomon 2:16?" Ginger inquired. "'My lover is mine and I am', it should say 'his' but I think in this case it is 'hers'," I answered. "That's sweet," Adelaide said. "You can bet it was Mercy's choice, then," Opal smirked. "No, it was Rio's idea,&quo

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Nick opens with a push for movie fans to get back into theaters, especially to catch Spike Lee's powerful new film Highest 2 Lowest. Music journalist Jim Ryan from Forbes then drops by to recap a run of standout shows, including Rod Stewart with Cheap Trick, Al Green with The O'Jays, Paul Simon, and a throwback 80s fest featuring John Waite and Wang Chung. He also shares highlights from his interview with Morgan Freeman and delivers a full Lollapalooza report. Later, Esmeralda Leon joins Nick for a dive into 90s pop culture. They swap stories about Airheads, Pogs, the Pink Power Ranger, and how Mentos commercials somehow made it acceptable to act like a complete jerk. Esma clears up the mysteries of Clarissa Explains It All, while Nick revels in the nostalgia of a decade defined by quirky candy and questionable fashion. [Ep 378]

Send us a textn this heartfelt and hilariously candid episode of Hallmark Mysteries and More, Eric sits down with fan favorite Erin Cahill—actress, humanitarian, and Hallmark icon—for a deep-dive conversation that goes way beyond the usual talking points.From her start as the Pink Power Ranger to starring in beloved Hallmark hits like The Secret Ingredient, Hearts in the Game, and Taste of Love, Erin reflects on how her definition of success has evolved over two decades in the business. She opens up about the joy and awkwardness of filming those iconic Hallmark kisses, shares behind-the-scenes stories from the set of Mystery 101, and dishes on why playing herself in Christmas at Sea was both fun and surreal.Erin also talks about her powerful volunteer work with Build On, an organization helping to end global poverty through education—something she describes as “one of the most transformational parts” of her life. Plus, she weighs in on fan conventions, her culinary skills (or lack thereof), and plays a family-friendly round of “Kiss, Compete, or Keep” with her Hallmark co-stars.And yes—she reacts to Eric's brilliant pitch for a Mystery 101 spinoff: Windy City Mysteries, starring her and Kristoffer Polaha as their younger, crime-fighting selves. (Spoiler: she's all in.)Whether you're a Hallmark superfan, a mystery lover, or just someone who appreciates a great conversation—you'll love this episode.Follow us on social media: Instagram and TikTok: @hallmarkmysteriesandmoreYoutubeOr visit our website. This podcast was created by fans for fans and is NOT affiliated with or sponsored by Hallmark or the Hallmark Channel.

Catherine Sutherland, best known for her iconic role as Katherine "Kat" Hillard, the Pink Ranger, in the legendary Mighty Morphin Power Rangers series. After her time on Power Rangers, Catherine went on to star in major films such as The Cell, appeared in numerous commercials, and even voiced characters in children's toys and games. In recent years, she's continued to inspire through her ventures in writing, co-hosting popular podcasts, and engaging deeply with her fanbase through the Power Rangers Playback YouTube channel and podcast Super Chat with Cat and Nakia. #powerrangers #morphinpowerrangers #film #movies #faith #inspiration #tvseries #tvshow 

Catherine Sutherland, best known for her iconic role as Katherine "Kat" Hillard, the Pink Ranger, in the legendary Mighty Morphin Power Rangers series. After her time on Power Rangers, Catherine went on to star in major films such as The Cell, appeared in numerous commercials, and even voiced characters in children's toys and games. In recent years, she's continued to inspire through her ventures in writing, co-hosting popular podcasts, and engaging deeply with her fanbase through the Power Rangers Playback YouTube channel and podcast Super Chat with Cat and Nakia. #powerrangers #morphinpowerrangers #film #movies #faith #inspiration #tvseries #tvshow 

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Juliet and Greg discuss Episodes 118 and 119, two Julie Emrick–centric episodes. Gina Prince-Bythewood joins Juliet to discuss how Gina's own life experiences were poured into the character of Julie. Then, Julie herself, Amy Jo Johnson, comes on the show to talk to Juliet and her old pal Greg. They discuss not only playing the 'Felicity' character, but also the Pink Power Ranger, of course. Next time: Episodes 120-122, the end of Season 1! Watch on Hulu. Hosts: Amanda Foreman, Greg Grunberg, and Juliet Litman Executive Producers: JJ Abrams and Matt Reeves For Bad Robot Audio: Executive Producer Christina Choi, Producer Shaka Tafari For The Ringer: Executive Producer Sean Fennessey, Executive Producer Juliet Litman, Senior Producer Kaya McMullen, Producer Erika Cervantes Original Music: Eric Phillips Sound Design: Kaya McMullen Mixing and Mastering: Scott Somerville Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Matt is in conversation with Amy Jo Johnson; actress, singer, writer and filmmaker best known for her role as the original Pink Ranger, in the worldwide hit 90's television series Mighty Morphin Power Rangers. Together, they delve into Amy Jo's decision to abstain from alcohol, viewing it not as an obligation but as an empowering choice that has fundamentally reshaped her life. Amy Jo's narrative encompasses her upbringing in a religious cult, her father's battle with alcoholism, and the profound impact of these experiences on her life's trajectory.The Believe in people podcast explores addiction, recovery and stigma. If you or someone you know is struggling with addiction then this series can help.Follow us on social media: @CGLHull ⬇️ Facebook | Twitter | Instagram

This girl has talent oozing out of her pores.  She spent twenty years in front of the camera for her roles in Felicity, Flashpoint, and the role that started it all – the iconic Pink Power Ranger.  These days the only time you'll see her in her pink Power Ranger costume is for a ComicCon Convention.  But what you might not know is that she is also a singer/songwriter, screenwriter/director, producer and mama. Thank you to our generous sponsors!  --Fuse Create  --The Richards Group, Remax

It's Morphin time! The Pink Power Ranger, Amy Jo Johnson, meets Boy Meets World to share some possibly unsafe, and definitely underpaid, memories from her iconic ‘90s show.  The gang also gets into her time on Felicity, and we discover how a gymnastics skillset could help you kick off a decades long acting career (and some awesome sounding comic books in 2024!) So power up your Zords and suit up for Kimberly to finally meet Topanga. Go Go Pod Meets World!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

On this episode, Tara sits down with Catherine Sutherland, an actor best known by her role as a Pink Power Ranger. Although, there is much more to her than her acting career. Catherine is a mother, author, and a gem of a human. Tune in! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Pink Power Ranger Catherine Sutherland joins MTV's Brian McFayden and *NSYNC's Chris Kirkpatrick to discuss inheriting the role of the Pink Ranger from Amy Jo Johnson, keeping in contact with fans at conventions, and what her teenage kids think about having a pop culture icon for a mother. What props did she keep from the Power Rangers set, how did she meet Nelson Mandela, and which famous ladies does she count among her best girlfriends? All that and much more on this week's episode of “Name Drop” Watch the FULL video on the Hurrdat Media YouTube channel https://www.youtube.com/@hurrdatmedia_ Subscribe to Hurrdat Media: https://www.youtube.com/@hurrdatmedia_?sub_confirmation=1  DIVE DEEPER INTO NAME DROP:  ► More Name Drop Videos: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLfuCvhA6AxWq5dLWR-c4vqicCXSpCg92B&si=pDmIw-Cm-hyKzi8M  ► Name Drop merch: https://shop.hurrdatmedia.com/collections/name-drop  FOLLOW NAME DROP  ► Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/namedropshow/  ► Brian's IG: https://www.instagram.com/brianmcfayden/  ► Chris' IG: https://www.instagram.com/iamckirkpatrick/  ABOUT NAME DROP *NSYNC's Chris Kirkpatrick and MTV's Brian McFayden have lived public lives and have made famous friends along the way. Swapping life stories and trading memories can often sound like “name dropping,” so they decided to start a podcast where their famous friends could come swap stories and drop names without shame. Come into the “Name Drop” world and hear the stories behind some of the famous pop culture faces you've seen for years as they tell you about their experiences with their other famous friends.  This is another Hurrdat Media Production. Hurrdat Media is a podcast network and digital media production company based in Omaha, NE. Find more podcasts on the Hurrdat Media Network by going to HurrdatMedia.com or Hurrdat Media YouTube channel! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

The Lawyer Stories Podcast Episode 159 features Cait Malhiot, Attorney at Marko Law in Detroit, Michigan, focusing on plaintiff's-side employment litigation, defending the rights of working people. Cait shares with us that growing up she wanted to be either a lawyer or the Pink Power Ranger. Now, as a tireless fighter for employees' rights, she feels like she gets to be both! Cait has been recognized as a “Rising Star” attorney, a Top Woman Attorney in Michigan, and the Top Rated Employment Attorney in Troy, Michigan.

Zak Zodiac comes from the famous Knight wrestling family in the UK, and explains what it was like growing up in the ring under the tutelage of his father Rowdy Ricky Knight and his mom, Julia Knight (aka Sweet Saraya). Zak talks about wrestling at the holiday camps in Britain when he was 6-years old, making his official debut at the age of 10, donning a Pink Power Ranger suit to have matches with his younger sister, Saraya, tagging with his older brother, Roy as the UK Hooligans, and learning from greats like Drew McDonald and Robbie Brookside. Zak also details his multiple tryouts for WWE, the opportunity he passed up with New Japan Pro Wrestling, and why he believes this is his year! Plus, he talks about the making of the movie “Fighting With My Family,” what it was like working with The Rock and Stephen Merchant, and the impact the film had on him both personally and professionally. Thank you for supporting our sponsors!Gametime – Download the Gametime app, create an account, and use the promo code TIJ to get $20 off.Factor – visit https://factormeals.com/TIJ40 and use code TIJ40 to get 40% off your first boxeBay Motors: get the right parts, the right fit, and the right prices. https://ebaymotors.comMetro By T-Mobile: Switch and get unlimited 5G starting at $25 a month per line for 4 lines, and a FREE 5G phone.Toyota: Visit https://toyota.com/GRFamily to find your perfect Toyota!Bosch Tools: learn more at https://www.boschtools.com/us/en/SlingTV: check out https://www.sling.com/ for special offers  STAY CONNECTED:TikTok: @ChrisJerichoInstagram: @talkisjericho @chrisjerichofozzy Twitter: @TalkIsJericho @IAmJerichoYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/c/ChrisJerichoFozzyWebsite: https://www.webisjericho.com/

It's Morphin Time Again!

Deze week nog een keer zonder Marnix, maar we slaan ons er doorheen. We praten over waarom het allemaal niet meer is zoals het vroeger was, of er iets te missen valt aan live gamebeurzen, de nieuwe Zelda en op wie we vroeger als eerste op tv een crush hadden. Perry's antwoord zal je verbazen! Daarnaast een poging to discussie over de Harry Potter game, maar dat blijkt net zoals overal lastig.Games die we gespeeld hebben:Ni-Oh 2Hi-Fi RushCall of Duty: DMZGloomhavenVragen, suggesties of andere opmerkingen kun je makkelijk en snel achterlaten in dit formuliertje of via de mail: info@gamelovepodcast.nl. Wil je niets missen? Bekijk dan onze website, gamelovepodcast.nl, en volg ons op Twitter en Instagram: @gamelovepodcast.

This is our Halloween episode where we all dressed up and sat around and talked about spooky/paranormal creatures. Gino is Jesus, Ricardo is Mario, and Natasha is the Pink Power Ranger. We drank vodka soda, a spicy margarita, jack Daniels soda and a sour beer. Follow Natasha IG - https://www.instagram.com/norteno4riverwalkroyalty/ Follow BDS Productions IG - https://www.instagram.com/openbarpod/ IG - https://www.instagram.com/productionsbds/ Youtube - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCcDwVTHxFDb2PIgn-mwyUgg

When it comes to after-school crushes, there was one girl that almost everyone wanted to be with, or wanted to be and that was Kimberly Hart AKA the original Pink Power Ranger from the iconic ‘Mighty Morphin Power Rangers.' Josh Stifter was one of those many who crushed hard on the Pink Ranger as a kid and he's here to talk not only about that and those amazing ‘90s toy commercials, but also his brand new movie, ‘Greywood's Plot,' available now on streaming platforms. Find Josh Stifter & ‘Greywood's Plot' Below: : Official Site: https://www.joshstifter.com Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/flushstudios Twitter: https://twitter.com/joshstifter Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/flushstudios Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/flushstudios YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/c/FlushStudios Crushgasm: Official Site: https://crushgasmpodcast.com Twitter: https://twitter.com/CrushgasmPod Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/crushgasmpodcast Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Crushgasm Anchor: https://anchor.fm/crushgasm Stitcher: https://www.stitcher.com/show/crushgasm YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCV5fMDy4_uGsQ-izsXURCXA --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/crushgasm/support

Jeepers! This is one of our personal faves! Now, did we have to watch a bootleg version of this film on YouTube (shoutout to @TVMovies for doing the lord's work!)? Yes. But it was WORTH IT to get our eyes back on Susie Q! And we're popping our dear friend Ashley England's DCOM cherry —what a thrill! She brings alllll the insight you could hope for. This movie has everything: a devastating car accident on a bridge in the 1950's, a GHOST coming back to help her parents, a basketball star who finds a charm bracelet, Shelley Long as a whacky weather reporter, and THE PINK POWER RANGER! Now, did we have many, MANY questions about this film? YES! Was it hard to fully get a handle on? Again, YES! But did we enjoy every second? 100% YES!! I hope you all enjoy this horny little movie and that we are able to shed light on really important things like: “what's the truth about heaven?” or “If a ghost can handle, open, hug and catch things, then why can't she SOLVE THE CENTRAL PROBLEM BY PICKING UP SOME PAPERS??!!” This is one for the books! Get into your Thunderbird ( but don't stop in the middle of a bridge!) and get ready for this film!

Dee & Johnny are live onsite at Smokey's Collectibles in Fairveiw TN to talk Jem Cartoons, Quisp Cereal and show off a vintage Power Ranger Pink Ranger doll! Connect with us at backofthecerealbox.fun --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/cerealboxpodcast/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/cerealboxpodcast/support

We recently attended St Tammany Collectors Con in Mandeville, Louisiana, where we had amazing opportunities to have fun pop-culture discussions with con guests! We also took our “spinning wheel of chance” with us and played our game with many talented people—including Catherine Sutherland, who is best known for playing the Pink Power Ranger in the legendary hit show "Mighty Morphin Power Rangers", "Power Rangers Zeo", "Power Rangers Turbo", and “Turbo: A Power Rangers Movie!” --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/thenerdcolosseum/support

Perhaps this episode will be iconic

Ep#31 Daily Tech Show: Stop lifeguarding and cannonball into the deep end with Dr. Liz Dennett What does the Pink Power Ranger, Alaska, Dungeons & Dragons, AWS, and Narwhals all have in common? The answer to that question is our Guest and I bet you're asking yourself, does AWS have a region in Alaska? No but … ya never know. Oh and did I forget to mention that our guest is a Dr, but she's not your average Dr. She is inspiring and always wants to cannonball into the deep end. You won't want to miss our guest on the show today including the surprise she has in store for us! Joining us today is an ex-amazonian, a builder, YouTuber, Creator of Services in 75 and now fundamentals in 55. VP of Data Architecture at Wood Mackenzie, Dr. Liz Dennett,

Ep#31 Daily Tech Show: Stop lifeguarding and cannonball into the deep end with Dr. Liz Dennett What does the Pink Power Ranger, Alaska, Dungeons & Dragons, AWS, and Narwhals all have in common? The answer to that question is our Guest and I bet you're asking yourself, does AWS have a region in Alaska? No but … ya never know. Oh and did I forget to mention that our guest is a Dr, but she's not your average Dr. She is inspiring and always wants to cannonball into the deep end. You won't want to miss our guest on the show today including the surprise she has in store for us! Joining us today is an ex-amazonian, a builder, YouTuber, Creator of Services in 75 and now fundamentals in 55. VP of Data Architecture at Wood Mackenzie, Dr. Liz Dennett,

JStew shares his memories of our friend Tamera a.k.a. Toronto’s Pink Power Ranger. Tamera is currently in the hospital and we are asking for your thoughts and prayers forher to get well and have a speedy recovery. Also included here … Continue reading →

Kristen Joy is an actress/model, the founder of Voluptuous Life, and is heavily involved in volunteering with racoon foster care. On this episode of the Shadows Podcast, Kristen talks about going from New Jersey to California at the age of 17. How did she get into acting? She also talks about the highs and lows of Hollywood to include her audition for the role of the Pink Power Ranger, her role on Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and her intense scene from Wives with Knives. She also discusses how she got involved in meditation and her impactful trip to India to meet with her Guru. Kristen also talks about living a vegetarian lifestyle, her work with racoon foster care, and the amazing things she's doing over at http://www.voluptuouslife.com/ Check out the Chronicles of Kristen Joy at www.theshadowspodcast.com or https://linktr.ee/ShadowsPodcast --- Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/shadows-podcast/support

In Part One of a Two Part Series, We are throwing it back today as the Highsmen reminisce about their childhood. One Highsmen is on the verge off being booted off the podcast after he hasn't seen anything related to Chris Farley, specifically Tommy Boy, and the Sandlot. The Pink Power Ranger may be the universal crush for all millennial aged men. Space Jam 2 recently came out and they try to figure out if the first one with Michael Jordan holds up. Hiding files from their parents that they downloaded from Limewire. Getting into fights with friends while playing N64 and Xbox. As always, Sleez's Lyric of the Week and What Was the Last Thing you Googled? Visit the link in our bio to listen and follow!! You can check us out on all platforms where podcasts are available. Don't forget to subscribe and rate & review.

“Never compromise who you are for anyone, it's better they leave than you losing your identity.”

“Never compromise who you are for anyone, it's better they leave than you losing your identity.”

“Never compromise who you are for anyone, it's better they leave than you losing your identity.”

“Never compromise who you are for anyone, it's better they leave than you losing your identity.”

“Never compromise who you are for anyone, it's better they leave than you losing your identity.”

Today I joined by Adam aka @pink.hero all round lovely person! Cosplayer, Psychologist, Personal Trainer and super fan of the Pink Power Ranger! See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

Another episode of Cameo analysis from the critical duo of Jensen & Danielle, this week breaking down the accounts of artistic pool player Jaden Dupree, reality dad Jon Gosselin and the Pink Power Ranger, Amy Jo Johnson. Who deserves the spotlight and who will sit alone in the dark?

Michael and Rob talk with one of their favorite writers. Kelly Thompson has written novels like Storykiller and The Girl Who Would Be King, but she's most known for great, funny, character-driven comics like Marvel's A-Force, Hawkeye, Black Widow, and Captain Marvel as well as series featuring popular characters like Jem and the Holograms, the Pink Power Ranger, Nancy Drew, and Sabrina the Teenage Witch. Kelly shares huge aspects of her writing process, but also geeks out about other things that she's enjoying watching and reading.

We spoke with the crew from 30 Going on 13 about their most recent EP, Boyfriend, as well as looking back on their online love affair with the Pink Power Ranger, and Uncovered 5 Truths! A Barrie Uncovered podcast production.

Hit Me, Diva, One More Time! Here we go, queens, this week, Allen sits down with singer/songwriter/witch Seph Hamilton (@CutieGarland, they/them) to talk about our Child Like Empress: Britney Jean Spears! Seph remembers listening to her with their neighbor before school. Did you know Miss Britney Jean did three albums in three years?! We stan watching her break a sweat to a mid-tempo jam like "Sometimes." Then we briefly compare her to another diva, Sutton Foster (don't @ us!!!) Seph breaks down the iconic "Toxic" music video. She didn't break the mold, she created it. Also, that Diane Sawyer interview was bullying, and Diane knows it! Seph and Allen have both tragically missed seeing Britney live. But luckily she's not going anywhere. We can dive deep into the mythology of her instagram. I mean, come on. To love her is to defend her. Allen dissects the devastatingly beautiful crying-on-the-bathroom-floor scene of Crossroads (written by Shonda Rhimes, and don't you forget it). And Seph discusses their theory on the Pink Power Ranger. Finally, #FreeBritney, the woman cannot vote, and that's the tip of the iceberg. Worship with us!

The Pink Power Ranger herself, Amy Jo Johnson joins us for an exclusive GalaxyCon Live interview

What happens when you get hypnotised? Do Jamie and Francis make good matchmakers? This week we have a very special VALENTINES DAY Episode for you. In Part 1 Francis gets frisky with the Pink Power Ranger, Jamie sings us a song and the guys serve up some love advice. In Part 2 we chat to Paul McKenna! We hear about Hypnotism, psychotherapy, his new book and Paul leaves us with a very special gift at the end. If you love or hate February 14th, this episode is for you. You can buy Paul's Book HEREMore Private PartsExclusive video content on YouTube http://bit.ly/PrivatePartsYouTubeFollow us on Socials @PrivatePodcastNew Episode every FRIDAY!Subscribe today so you never miss an episode: https://apple.co/2WHvFfJCreated by Spirit MediaHosted By Acast#PrivatePartsPodcast See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

What happens when you get hypnotised? Do Jamie and Francis make good matchmakers? This week we have a very special VALENTINES DAY Episode for you. In Part 1 Francis gets frisky with the Pink Power Ranger, Jamie sings us a song and the guys serve up some love advice. In Part 2 we chat to Paul McKenna! We hear about Hypnotism, psychotherapy, his new book and Paul leaves us with a very special gift at the end. If you love or hate February 14th, this episode is for you. You can buy Paul's Book HEREMore Private PartsExclusive video content on YouTube http://bit.ly/PrivatePartsYouTubeFollow us on Socials @PrivatePodcastNew Episode every FRIDAY!Subscribe today so you never miss an episode: https://apple.co/2WHvFfJCreated by Spirit MediaHosted By Acast#PrivatePartsPodcast See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

Lucas Aka Kyle 5 Sauce admits to being gay for 2 hours of his life. Josh renegotiates Lucas Urine drinking money making scheme. Josh hits rock bottom at a buffet.

Lucas Aka Kyle 5 Sauce admits to being gay for 2 hours of his life. Josh renegotiates Lucas Urine drinking money making scheme. Josh hits rock bottom at a buffet.

Braden Herrington & Davie Portman chat all about this week’s WWE NXT featuring Adam Cole defending the NXT championship against Jordan Myles, Velveteen Dream vs. Kona Reeves, Taynara Conti vs. Bianca Belair, more violent attacks in the parking lot, Roderick Strong commits arson… and more! The lads also chat about AEW & Jericho losing his belt, TakeOver: Cardiff, Braden’s “almost” run-in with the Pink Power Ranger, David’s 30th Birthday, plus your feedback and much more! upNXT Theme by: Warren-D, PXCH and Shaheen Abdi Photo Courtesy: WWE Listen to upNXT every Thursday: Apple Podcasts | Android | Spotify | Google Play | Stitcher | TuneIn | Mac & PC | RSS  upNXT T-Shirts: https://www.prowrestlingtees.com/upnxt Discuss: https://forum.postwrestling.com Follow POST Wrestling: Twitter | Facebook | Instagram | YouTube  

EXPLORING THE HUMAN JOURNEY S2 E34! Sandie West is the owner of Creative Chakra Spa in Marina Del Rey California. Sandie is an actress, a comedian, a filmmaker, a healer and so much more. She was even the stunt double for the Pink Power Ranger. Find out more at: https://www.creativechakra.com Find us online at https://www.exploringthehumanjourney.com https://www.facebook.com/exploringthehumanjourney https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCe8ck6ih5UOlZRLi-EJDfJg iTunes http://bit.ly/ETHJpc

Sophia Crawford, Sarah Michelle Gellar's stunt double from Seasons 1 - 4 of Buffy, and Jeff Pruitt, the show's stunt coordinator from 1997 - 2000 sat down to tell us all about their work! They are now *married* to each other (don't worry, their proposal story is on set...) and they have what might be the most exquisite collection of behind-the-scenes stories from the first four seasons of the series EVER?! Join us as we hear about the emotional nature of Buffy/Faith fight scenes, flirting as a Pink Power Ranger, Buffy's infamous boots, and so so so much more. LOCATE YOUR HOSTS UPON THE INTERNET Jenny Owen Youngs: @jennyowenyoungs; jennyowenyoungs.com/buffering Kristin Russo: @kristinnoeline; kristinnoeline.com, everyoneisgay.com, mykidisgay.com Buffering the Vampire Slayer: @bufferingcast on twitter, facebook, and instagram Sophia & Jeff's Coffeeshop in Georgia: https://thefederalcoffee.business.site/ Jeff Pruitt's #BTVS YouTube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCfoIVpWLzy6Iv0Ru39eamjg HOT HOT TIPS Brand new Kristine Thune-designed shirt + New Dad Hats + Queer Witch Enamel Pins + New Mugs?!?! Visit bufferingthevampireslayer.com and click SHOP! NEW PATREON LEVEL & GIVEAWAYS: Head on over to patreon.com/bufferingcast, and also check out the amazing summer we have in store for you on our Events page! HELP US TRANSCRIBE over at https://www.bufferingthevampireslayer.com/transcriptions Episode mix by Lauren Klein: @ltklein Episode edit by Lauren Klein & Kristin Russo Logo: Kristine Thune (kristinethune.com) Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Sophia Crawford, Sarah Michelle Gellar's stunt double from Seasons 1 - 4 of Buffy, and Jeff Pruitt, the show's stunt coordinator from 1997 - 2000 sat down to tell us all about their work! They are now *married* to each other (don't worry, their proposal story is on set...) and they have what might be the most exquisite collection of behind-the-scenes stories from the first four seasons of the series EVER?! Join us as we hear about the emotional nature of Buffy/Faith fight scenes, flirting as a Pink Power Ranger, Buffy's infamous boots, and so so so much more. LOCATE YOUR HOSTS UPON THE INTERNET Jenny Owen Youngs: @jennyowenyoungs; jennyowenyoungs.com/buffering Kristin Russo: @kristinnoeline; kristinnoeline.com, everyoneisgay.com, mykidisgay.com Buffering the Vampire Slayer: @bufferingcast on twitter, facebook, and instagram Sophia & Jeff's Coffeeshop in Georgia: https://thefederalcoffee.business.site/ Jeff Pruitt's #BTVS YouTube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCfoIVpWLzy6Iv0Ru39eamjg HOT HOT TIPS Brand new Kristine Thune-designed shirt + New Dad Hats + Queer Witch Enamel Pins + New Mugs?!?! Visit bufferingthevampireslayer.com and click SHOP! NEW PATREON LEVEL & GIVEAWAYS: Head on over to patreon.com/bufferingcast, and also check out the amazing summer we have in store for you on our Events page! HELP US TRANSCRIBE over at https://www.bufferingthevampireslayer.com/transcriptions Episode mix by Lauren Klein: @ltklein Episode edit by Lauren Klein & Kristin Russo Logo: Kristine Thune (kristinethune.com)

"It's Morphin Time!" Welcome to Episode #12 of Crushing Disappointment. Matt chats to Richard about his crush on the Pink Power Ranger.Disappointments: Did you talk too much about the show and not enough about crushes? Did you do a whole load of research about Batgirl thinking that was who you were going to talk about? Did you say that you were going to type out some quotes but then forget which ones? Did you forget to mention that you have edited the intro of the last episode to remove the email address? Diane E. Levin and Nancy Carlsson-Paige: The Mighty Morphin Power Rangers: Teachers Voice ConcernMaria W. McKenna & Elizabeth P. Ossoff: Age differences in children's comprehension of a popular television programKent A. Ono: “Power Rangers: An Ideological Critique of Neocolonialism” in Contemporary Media Culture and the Remnants of a Colonial PastA. Rose (1995) Metaphor with an attitude: The use of The Mighty Morphin 'Power Rangers television series as a therapeutic metaphorPersonal EssaysJoshua Rivera: The Strange Internet Legacy of the Pink Power RangerCheyna Roth: How The Original Power Rangers TV Show Made Me A FeministJessica Arnold: How the Power Rangers' Pink Ranger Was and Still Is My Feminist IconCulturally Disoriented: How Power Rangers turned me into a FeministThe 2017 FilmRachel Moss: 'Sexist' Female Power Rangers Outfits, With High Heels And 'Boob Armour', Outrage The InternetEmily Gaudette: Token Queer People Are Not a Marketing Strategy, HollywoodYas Necati: Like so many films before it, Power Rangers promised a properly queer character then failed to deliverGabe Bergado: The 'Power Rangers' Autistic Superhero Is So ImportantKerry Magro: I Have Autism And This Is My Review Of The Power Ranger Who Has Autism

Hilarious comedian Zach Noe Towers joins WYJP! His “Jersey” is St. Louis, he shares his journey from Pink Power Ranger loving kid to touring all over the country doing Stand Up Comedy. ZNT is comedian based out of Los Angeles, CA. He’s opened for RuPaul’s Drag Race winner Bob the Drag queen as well as Canadian sensation Debra DiGiovanni. Zach was a host and writer for “The Elite Daily Show” on Verizon’s Go90 network. You can catch him in the queer stand up feature presentation “Out On Stage” in theatres nationwide ‪July 24th!!! ‬  Social Media:  @zachnoetowers @Jaclynmarfuggi whatsyourjerseypodcast@gmail.com Deals For Meatballs: Wanna burn calories, dance your booty, and work out w/ Jaclyn from home?! Now you can Plyojam from home! [https://www.plyojam.com/online-dance-workout/](https://www.plyojam.com/online-dance-workout/) CODE: MEATBALLS When you use code: MEATBALLS you get an annual membership for just $89 (normally $99) or a monthly membership for $10.99/month (normally $12.99/month). SUCH AWESOME DISCOUNTS!

She's back and she's trading in her Pink Power Ranger outfit for Wedding Gowns. Boss babe Aly Armstrong is joining PRIV Talks to share all about her luxury wedding show FLEUR! Tune in to find out how Kaitlyn Bristowe and Monika Hibbs are involved and how you can win some seriously amazing grand prizes! Plus you're in for a treat with this week's boss/busts... two words... citizens. arrest. | #PRIVtalks

Amy Jo Johnson, the original Pink Power Ranger (Kimberly) is here on Saturday Morning Rewind!  During our short (but sweet) interiew we talk about: Power Rangers and The Space Between (her upcoming movie). Find out more about The Space Between: HERE      We would like to thank our Patreon supporters for this month:       Jared Tolbert           Visit our Patreon page and get some rewards for donating each month: PATREON "Like" the Saturday Morning Podcast Network on Facebook: HERE Don't forget to donate to help keep us going - even if it's a dollar: DONATE Please rate us on iTunes: iTunes Visit our website: www.SaturdayMorningRewind.com Follow us on Twitter: @SaturdayRewind Follow us on Facebook: Facebook

Lesley and Rob are back after 7 months and so much has happened in that time span. Mostly pizza and movies.It's raining diamonds in the Hughes household as our lovebirds share stories of new jobs and promotions while incredibly drunk. Moods have shifted and even though the world is going through a terrible time, they still find time to laugh and have fun. They head deep into the woods with the new Blair Witch movie (Spoilers 32:15-50:ish) and give it a combined score of 4.5 tampons before switching gears to hang out with autistic Ben Affleck in The Accountant (Spoilers 52:ish-60:ish) which they thoroughly enjoyed and grace it with 1.5 tampons.After all of these shenanigans they debut a new segment called "Late to the Party" and gush over the show The Goldbergs and discuss just how close to home it hits for both of them. Once they get out of the 80's, Lesley begs the audience to help her in making Rob watch one of her favorite shows so they can finally discuss it while Rob is incredibly hesitant to do so due to the lack of Pink Power Ranger boobs and no gore...If you want this to happen, you need to make your voice heard and spread the word by using #RobLovesFelicity on Facebook, Twitter, and whatever weird social media the kids are now using.

Recently, Craig caught up with David Haydn-Jones. He plays Mr. Ketch, British Men of Letters Agent in current episodes of Supernatural. The conversation covered everything from the start of his career to the present day including guest spots on Charmed and Buffy the Vampire Slayer as well as his experience with former Pink Power Ranger, Amy Jo Johnson. He even had an amusing anecdote from the set of Supernatural. Thanks to David for his time despite some connection issues. We all wish him the best of luck in the future and hope that his role on Supernatural continues to be significant. Show Notes his IMDb profile can be found here Craig's reviews of Supernatural season 12 can be found here A memorable Mr. Ketch scene can be found here

Bald faced mortal, Josh, and I sit down with The Child to talk the Cleveland Indians in the World Series and Donald Trump amongst other things.   The conversation began with us going over the Cavaliers Championship and which would have been more important, the World Series win by the Indians, or the Championship from the CAVS.  Finding out what it is to be American and our preference in pie or cake, we learn that Rey, from Star Wars, is inspiring a whole movement of little girls to be great, not Hillary!  The final game of The World Series was slept through by Scott and Lukas so Bald Faced Josh walks us through how the game ended.  The Indians fought hard and had an amazing season and we were all ok with the Cubs winning.  Our conversation took a turn towards what had just happened with the election and our thoughts, and opinions, on the win of Donny Trump.  The child voices his opinion on Ted Strickland and he regurgitated what he had heard on the television commercial attack ads.  Josh tries to explain how politics work and Scott tries to derail the conversation by claiming Trump is just like Anakin Skywalker, and is here to bring balance back to the political world.  Josh tries to tie Hillary Clinton to the Pink Power Ranger taking over the world and it turned into watching Power Rangers and MST3K.  Josh started giving us a history of great presidents and how the political landscape needed to be shook up and how career politicians needed to be taken down.  We started talking about how the country may needed to be run more like a corporation and some similarities between Perot and Trump and how the country needs to be run differently.  This election has really polarized the public, either the citizens are embracing the win or our extremely upset and voicing their opinions via social media.  The conversation gets pulled in the direction of who has worse hair, Trump or George Washington.  One wore a wig, the other we are not so sure.  The Child starts to talk about an 11 year old perspective of what happened in the election and how all his friends were all about Hillary Clinton.    The Trump playground equipment was voted on and we got the child to laugh so hard he about pee’d his pants.  The fake outrage that exists for people to look, and feel, important to everyone around them has become more evident with this election.  Election results were broken down as things were being released on Tuesday night via the news outlets.  Josh explains how the popular vote works vs. the electoral college.   We also talk about how if you don’t like either candidate you can write in any name you like, such as Vermin Supreme, as your nomination for president.  Harambe was reported to have received over 11k write in votes but in researching I discovered this was not true according to CNN.  The stock exchange was greatly effected with the election of Trump, in a great way!  With a lesser amount of money spent by Trump in his campaign, Trump proved that America wants something different.  The market has been looking good since he was elected president.  The treat of nuclear war and tensions with Russia were a concern of the child but he realizes that a president who runs out of control will be taken down by their government.   

Join us for another episode of the Heck Yeah Comics! Podcast. This week: We talk about Deadpool, Power Man and Iron Fist #1, Huck #4, Deadpool smashing box office records, Wolverine’s possible rating, Daredevil vs Punisher, Pink Power Ranger getting her own series, what DC’s Rebirth is really all about and much more! This week’s recommendations: … Continue reading →

Episode 293 of On Screen & Beyond - Catherine Sutherland joins us to chat about her role as the Pink Power Ranger, as well as letting us know about her career before and after that role! --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/on-screen-and-beyond/message