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Not 10 pounds from now. Not when you finally look the way you think you should. Right now, exactly as you are — you are enough. In this courageous, tender, and ultimately liberating episode of SoulFire Sisters, Dr. Mary Newstrom and Dawn Morningstar go somewhere most podcasts won't: into the heart of the system that has been quietly stealing women's power for generations. They call it the appearance trap — the relentless, culturally engineered message that a woman's worth is tied to the shape of her body, the age of her face, and the degree to which she meets a standard she never got to choose. And they want to be clear from the start: this is not a beauty episode. This is a spiritual one. Drawing from earth-based wisdom traditions where elder women and their wrinkles are considered sacred, Mary reframes aging as power — not diminishment. Dawn shares one of the most surprising and personal stories of the season: her time working as a Playboy Bunny at 18, how she earned more than her father at the height of her tenure, and what she said — without hesitation — when a manager told her she was getting too wide in the hips. Mary shares the childhood memory that was seared into her from a Sunday in church — a mother's misguided comment about weight that wasn't even accurate — and how it illuminates exactly how early and how arbitrarily the trap is set. Together they explore the insidious cost of the appearance trap: the mental energy, the time, the creative power diverted away from building a vision and toward standing in front of a mirror wondering if we're enough. They offer tools for unhooking — energetic cord-cutting, ancestral healing, reclaiming the inner gaze — and close with one of the most tender and radical invitations of the season. This week's SoulFire Spark: Stand in front of a mirror — just once this week. Instead of looking for what needs to be fixed, say thank you out loud to your body. Your hands, for what they make and hold. Your feet, for carrying you through every day. Your heart, for feeling as deeply as it does. One thing. Out loud. And mean it. You are not your reflection. You are the life living inside it. And that life is worthy — fully, already, as it is.   Dr. Mary Newstrom's website: ZenithHigh.com   Dawn Morningstar's websites: NewWorldWomen.com and RadiantFace18.com   Produced by New World Women New World Women co-founders Dawn Morningstar (founder of Venerable Women) and Shawn Vougeot (founder of Empowering Women) have created a global sisterhood and sanctuary for women to remember their power, reclaim their worth and rise up… together. Support New World Women's mission to empower women around the world by shopping at Birdi - an all-women-vendor marketplace.

Professor C. Paul Rogers III has spent more than four decades shaping lawyers, preserving baseball history, mentoring students, navigating college athletics, and collecting stories that somehow sound too good to be true — except they are. In this episode of Counsel Brew, Nicola and Shereen sit down with one of the most beloved and legendary figures from SMU Dedman School of Law just as he prepares to retire at the end of the semester after an extraordinary career.Both Nicola and Shereen recently attended Professor Rogers' final lecture at SMU, making this episode especially meaningful for two former students who were lucky enough to learn from him firsthand.Professor Rogers' formative years stretched from Wyoming and West Texas to the East Coast before he eventually landed at the University of Texas at Austin during the chaos and culture shifts of the late 1960s. He shares the unlikely path that led him into law, academia, and eventually into becoming one of the defining figures in SMU law school history. Along the way, he reflects on lessons learned working the graveyard shift in Vegas, realizing small-town life was not for him, and how a letter to a professor opened the door to a life-changing opportunity at Columbia Law School that launched his academic career and ultimately brought him to Dallas. The conversation is packed with hilarious stories and classic Professor Rogers moments — including the infamous Playboy Bunny classroom interruption, students arriving to class in full costume presentations, bad margaritas at the AAC, and the reality that some of the best career advice boils down to one simple lesson: if you want something, you actually have to do something. But beneath the humor is the story of a professor who genuinely loves teaching, deeply values his students, and never stopped learning. In this episode, Professor Rogers reflects on the evolution of legal education over the decades and the importance of mentorship and relationships in the practice of law. Along the way, the conversation wanders through baseball history, vintage baseball cards, West Texas sports culture, and the continuing importance of a properly made margarita.An accomplished scholar, former dean, NCAA leader, baseball historian, published author, and mentor to generations of lawyers, Professor Rogers leaves behind an extraordinary legacy at SMU Dedman School of Law — though after hearing this episode, “retirement” sounds a lot more like a new chapter than a final inning.Grab your favorite brew and join us for a conversation full of wisdom, humor, and unforgettable stories with the incomparable Professor C. Paul Rogers III.Listen now:  Find Professor C. Paul Rogers at https://www.linkedin.com/in/c-paul-rogers-iii-5936ab45/Find Professor Rogers last lecture at https://youtu.be/jM1vt-btYv8?si=e6UL2d88weJUEsNjMessage us at hello@counselbrew.com  Visit us at http://www.counselbrew.com And Follow us @counselbrewhttps://www.linkedin.com/company/counsel-brew/Send us Fan Mail Explicit Rating is for the occasional use of colorful language.

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With their heads held high, and their scarlet lies, CK-1 and DJ Serious came down from the open skies. They brought you here, but can they take you back again? 0:03: ELO vs. YMO vs. OMD 0:08: ELO Song Countdown #s 4-2 0:35: Commercial Break 0:37: #1s 0:47: That Weird Anime w/ the Playboy Bunny 0:53: Even More ELO & Beyond! 1:03: Albums…Why? 1:09: (AK-47 joins us) Contribute to our All-American, All-'80s Playlist 1:14: Listener Mail Featured Links: -80sography Podcast -Diacon IV Opening Animation -Original Episode Art by RBT -Add to our All-American Playlist -Captain Countdown Podcast CLIP LIST: ELO – Prologue / ELO – Twilight / ELO – Don't Bring Me Down / ELO – Down Home Town / ELO – Telephone Line / Peter Schilling – Major Tom / ELO – One Summer Dream / Olivia Newton John – Xanadu / ELO – Xanadu / Olivia Newton John – Suddenly / Rush – Xanadu / Frankie Goes to Hollywood – Welcome to the Pleasure Dome / ELO – All Over The World / ELO – I'm Alive / ELO – Turn To Stone / ELO – Shine A Little Love / Divine Comedy – Something For The Weekend / ELO – Last Train To London / Stevie Wonder – Superstition / Heatwave – Boogie Nights / ELO – Evil Woman / ELO – Here Is The News / ELO – Mr. Blue Sky / Tom Petty – Hello, CD Listeners / Sparky's Magic Piano / ELO – Yours Truly, 2095 / The Buggles – I Love You Miss Robot / The Buggles – Living In The Plastic Age / Harry Hosono – Galaga / ELO – Mr. Blue Sky (2012) / ELO Part II – Honest Man / ELO Part II – Don't Wanna / Jeff Lynne's ELO – One Step At A Time / George Harrison – I Got My Mind Set On You / Weird Al Yankovich – This Song Is Just Six Words Long / George Harrison – When We Was Fab / Traveling Wilburys – Handle With Care / Squeeze - Good Riddance / Peter Gabriel – In Your Eyes / ELO – Calling America / Ghost – Square Hammer  / Rocky Burnett – Tired of Toeing the Line Our Email: 80ofthe80s@gmail.com Our Website: 80ofthe80s.com

WHO'S WHO Honoree, Baby Boomer, Catholic schoolgirl (can readily identify any plaid ever used in a parochial uniform), and '70s Playboy Bunny (another uniform—not plaid—blue satin), Barbara Camp insists that “God writes the best fiction, known as non-fiction." Camp's short stories translate bulletproof, Biblical wisdom (both the Old and New Testaments) into everyman, everyday, modern metaphors. Cell phones (Tower of Babel); designer food (The Last Supper); feminism (Samson & Delilah); the Hudson River air strip (Jesus Walks on Water); DNA (The Creation of Adam); Christ's promise of provision (The Fish & Loaves of Bread), and many more. As we worship the created versus The Creator, our anorexic souls are brimming with wildly dubious flim-flam. Popular thought believes the natural can cure the natural, while virtually ignoring supernatural! Let not the herd mentality nor a cancel-happy culture hit “delete” on the ultimate VIP. If God is love, got God?

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Welcome to our podcast where we discuss and deliberate over memoirs and biographies found in thrift shops. This is a great way to do things as we are not choosing who to read about. We may not be fans of the person, we may never have heard of the person and we never know who we are going to find next...There are only 2 rules to this podcast. The book has to be found in a thrift shop and we are not allowed to talk about the book until we press record, which is sometimes agonising.We have lots of episodes coming up so if you find yourself enjoying our podcast, please be sure to subscribe to be among the first to hear about each episode.

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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,

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Playboy Mansion parties were a dream for ‘Playboy Twins’ Kristina and Karissa Shannon, until it became a reality. Hear how they were recruited by Hugh Hefner as teenage twins. Plus, the heartbreaking backstory of being abandoned as babies, the father who helped sign them up for Playboy, and the downright dark side of being a bunny. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Panic spreads at the Suncoast Playboy Club when an aspiring photographer turns up brutally murdered right after shooting the annual "Bunny of the Year" contest; the Playboy Bunnies fear their club is a target and that one of them could be next. This Week's Sponsors: Miracle Made - Go to trymiracle.com/THINKNOT and use the code THINKNOT to claim your free 3 piece towel set and save over 40% off IQ Bar - Get twenty percent off all IQBAR products, plus get free shipping. To get your twenty percent off, just text think to 64000. Message and data rates may apply. See terms for details. SKIMS - Shop the SKIMS Ultimate Bra Collection and more at skims.com/thinknot #skimspartner. If you haven't yet, be sure to let them know we sent you! After you place your order, select "podcast" in the survey and select I Think Not in the dropdown menu that follows Fay Nutrition - Listeners of I Think Not can qualify to see a registered dietitian for as little as $0 by visiting faynutrition.com/THINK 

Welcome to the Resilient Women series on the Relatable Voice podcast.  In this episode, we welcome the remarkable Diane Christiansen—a woman whose life reads like a Hollywood script. From her early days as a showgirl to her time as a clothing designer, Playboy Bunny, actress, and now a respected acting coach and author of The Last Real Showgirl, Diane's journey is as dazzling as it is inspiring. She left Illinois at just 17 and went on to perform on the world's most glamorous stages—from Paris and the Bahamas to Las Vegas. Today, we explore not just the roles she's played, but the woman behind them all: the resilient, ever-evolving spirit who navigated each chapter with grace and grit. Find out more at: https://www.christiansenactingacademy.com/ 

Welcome to the Resilient Women series on the Relatable Voice podcast.  In this episode, we welcome the remarkable Diane Christiansen—a woman whose life reads like a Hollywood script. From her early days as a showgirl to her time as a clothing designer, Playboy Bunny, actress, and now a respected acting coach and author of The Last Real Showgirl, Diane's journey is as dazzling as it is inspiring. She left Illinois at just 17 and went on to perform on the world's most glamorous stages—from Paris and the Bahamas to Las Vegas. Today, we explore not just the roles she's played, but the woman behind them all: the resilient, ever-evolving spirit who navigated each chapter with grace and grit. Find out more at: https://www.christiansenactingacademy.com/ 

#843. Holly Madison is here, speaking more of her truth — and did you know she has never signed an NDA!? No NDA = No Filter! In this unfiltered conversation, Kaitlyn sits down with the former Girls Next Door star to talk about everything from growing up a gifted bookworm in Alaska to racking up credit card debt chasing boobs, Hooters, and Hollywood dreams. Holly opens up about her undiagnosed autism, what really went down inside the Playboy Mansion, and the manipulative tactics that kept her there longer than she expected. From card tricks at Hooters to Hef's infamous “grading system” for women, this one's as jaw-dropping as it is personal.. Plus, an update on what Holly's up to these days — and she is BUSY!If you're LOVING this podcast, please follow and leave a rating and review below! PLUS, FOLLOW OUR PODCAST INSTAGRAM HERE!Thank you to our Sponsors! Check out these deals!Booking.com For the bookings you've dreamed of, list your property on Booking.com!Nutrafol: Nutrafol is offering our listeners ten dollars off any order! Enjoy free shipping when you subscribe. Go to Nutrafol.com and enter the promo code VINEGIFT.Apartments.com: The Place to find a place! Boll & Branch: Get 15% off plus free shipping on your first set of sheets when you use promo code Vine15 at BollAndBranch.com.EPISODE HIGHLIGHTS: (8:43) – Discussing going into credit card debt for breast augmentation!(15:56) – Recounting her first encounter with Hugh Hefner and the events leading to her move into the Playboy Mansion.(19:41) – Opening up about undiagnosed autism and how it affected her social interactions.(29:54) – “I got dragged so hard during my book tour…” See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

This week it's part one of Shanna Moakler and he gowns are packed, the mics are hot, and we hit the road for the first time—broadcasting straight from Dallas, Texas with pageant royalty and reality TV icon and Playboy Bunny!. From her Miss USA win to Playboy fame and Big Brother betrayals, Shanna spills the sweet tea and the spicy drama. She takes us back to her roots as an East Coast teen dreaming of Hollywood lights. After earning her Miss Teen USA crown, she nabbed the Miss USA title—thanks to Texas queen Chelsey Smith winning Miss Universe. She then strutted into acting with roles on Pacific Blue alongside Mario Lopez and Carmen Electra, and later stunned on MTV's Meet the Barkers with ex-husband Travis Barker. Playboy Playmate 2001? That's Shanna. She chose the top-selling issue and made history. Hugh Hefner praised her beauty at 19, and now she's back with the Playboy Extreme Team, repping adrenaline-loving Playmates in sports like racing and skydiving. Shanna's blend of glam and grit is redefining the bunny image with latex and motocross included. Get ready Todrick Hall, Carson Kressley and Cynthia Bailey are all get called out as she relives the betrayal that shocked Celebrity Big Brother fans. Despite saving Carson from eviction, he and Cynthia voted her out after Todrick's lies. While Carson and Cynthia later apologized, Todrick? Not a word. “He did me dirty,” Shanna declares. Cue the tension—and the receipts. Now executive director of Miss Nevada USA and Miss Utah USA, Shanna mentors the next wave of fierce queens. She dishes on pageant evolution—no more age caps, marriage bans, or baby stigma. Even 74-year-olds can compete. She's crowned three Miss USA winners and shares love for pageant sisters like Alyssa Campanella, Noelia Voigt and Nia Sanchez, from Bravo TV's, The Valley. plus shout-outs to designer Pol' Atteu for glam gowns worn on national stages. Shanna recently left L.A. for Dallas—and yes, it was for *love*. Reuniting with a man she dated 30 years ago (cue Hallmark vibes), she now embraces cowboy life, stepmom vibes, and cleaner-than-clean Targets. The mystery man? Still under wraps—but he's clearly won her heart. “I'm finally living the life I dreamed of,” she shares. Pol's coffee reading confirms it: her best chapter is unfolding now. Shanna reflects on her outspoken activism against Prop 8 and support for the *NoH8* campaign with photographer Adam Bouska. She reveals why she's producing her own TV projects—to show the world the real Shanna, beyond pageants and tabloids. “People never took me seriously,” she admits. But now? She's rewriting her narrative. Plus, wild Playboy Mansion tales, Dancing with the Stars regrets, and how Anna Nicole Smith inspired her beauty and energy. There's even a shout-out to Jeff Lewis, and a Kardashian warning. From bunny ears to BBQ and reality fame to real love, Shanna's journey is messy, magical, and fiercely her own. 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 the Hurrdat Media YouTube channel! Subscribe to our audio: linktr.ee/undressedpod Follow Pol Atteu:  Instagram: @polatteu  Tiktok: @polatteu  Twitter: @polatteu  www.polatteu.com Follow Patrik Simpson:  Instagram: @patriksimpson  Tiktok: @patriksimpsonbh www.patriksimpson.com Follow SnowWhite90210: Instagram: @snowwhite90210 Twitter: @SnowWhite9010 www.snowwhite90210.com Watch Season 4 of Gown and Out In Beverly Hills on Prime Video.  www.gownandoutinbeverlyhills.com #UndressedPodcast  Armenian Coffee Reading: https://polatteu.com/armenian-coffee-cup-read Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

This week Nicola and Di chat with the Instaqueen of Palm Beach, Suebelle. Suebelle has gained an incredible following on social media and has become an icon of style, captivating her fans with her daily outfits, fashion tips and hilarious sense of humour. In this wonderful conversation, we hear all about Suebelle’s fascinating life - growing up in Texas, moving to Boston and becoming a first-grade teacher by day and a PlayBoy Bunny by night, before changing careers and working in travel, where she met her first husband in Honolulu. After what Suebelle describes as ‘a nice little divorce’, she went on to meet the love of her life, Richard, who she had 38 beautiful years with before he passed away earlier this year. Suebelle shares so many great stories from her life - including that time she kissed Ronald Reagan at the White House and told him how adorable she thought he was! Suebelle also tells us why she loves Palm Beach so much, what she gets up to with her posse of girlfriends, her favourite places to go and why she loves her followers on Instagram and always makes the time to be kind to her fans. And of course, we also get some great tips on fashion, entertaining and dating from this Palm Beach queen. We had so much fun chatting to Suebelle and could not wipe the smiles off our faces - as Suebelle says, it’s all about being positive and not taking yourself too seriously. We couldn't agree more! We hope you love this episode as much as we did. This episode is proudly sponsored by Eir Women. Use code OTBF20 at checkout to receive a 20% discount on any purchase. Follow Suebelle on IG here Follow Suebelle on FB here Follow Suebelle on TikTok here Follow Nicola and Di on IG here Buy your Eir Women products here. Use code OTBF20 at checkout for a 20% discount See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

We'll just die if we don't get this recipe, which means we're discussing Bryan Forbes' divisive 1975 chillerThe Stepford Wives, itself an adaptation of Ira Levin's 1972 novel(la) of the same name! Join us as we go all in on the male-directed and male-written film that satirizes, well, men. From the Playboy Bunny origins of the Stepford wives to conflicting thoughts on Walter, there's a lot to discuss! Plus: praise for Bobbie (Paula Prentiss), a lesson in female fashion and Raymond Chandler for Trace, thinking about Stepford dogs, and wondering if Easy-On Spray Starch really does save you half an hour a day (at least!). Questions? Comments? Snark? Connect with the boys on BlueSky, Instagram, Youtube, Letterboxd, Facebook, or join the Facebook Group or brand new Horror Queers Discord to get in touch with other listeners. > Trace: @tracedthurman > Joe: @bstolemyremote  Be sure to support the boys on Patreon!   Theme Music: Alexander Nakarada    Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Some people have just lived a bigger life than the rest of us, but that also means they have encountered more challenges too and Francesca Emerson has definitely lived a life of experiences.She was born and raised in New York City. The mother of three children and five grandchildren. She was one of the first Black Bunnies at the New York Playboy Club, the first Black woman to be initiated into the Film Editors Guild 776, the first Black Real Estate Broker to open an office in Selma, Alabama, and also the first Black American woman to be invited to speak at the Rotary Club in the Blue Mountains of Australia.She faced hardships from a young age and experienced abuse, racism and threats to her lifeHer friends there gave her the tribal name “Senedu,” which means “woman of adventure. ” Well, that is definitely her—a woman ready for everything. In this episode she shares: - What it was like when her mum passed when she was 5- The abuse she experienced form her step mother- Her experience getting married at 18 to a man who tried to kill her- The moment her husband tried to kill her and how she escaped- How she became a playboy bunny and how that changed things- Her experience in Hollywood at universal studios- The ways people tried to make her fail in Hollywood- The people she is grateful for in her life- The other wild experiences and adventures she has had- Her opinion of Hugh Hefner Key Quotes “I always felt, not loved, I always felt a stranger.” “I got married when I was 18. I stepped out of the frying pan into the fire.” More about Francesca Follow her on Facebook and on Instagram. You can get involved with the podcast online On facebook in our community: https://www.facebook.com/groups/challengesthatchangeusOr on Instagram: @challengesthatchangeusIf you want to contact the podcast, email us here: support@challengesthatchangeus.comOr check out our website: www.Challengesthatchangeus.com If you want to find out more about what Ali does, check out her business via the website:http://www.trialtitudeperformance.com.au For her other business you can find it through the websites:www.altitudefitnessarmidale.com.au@trialtitudeperformance Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Catherine hears about the science of building peace and takes a trip back to the swinging 60s.Catherine Carr stops strangers to ask them “Where Are You Going?” and uncovers unexpected stories about people's lives.---Named 'Podcast of the Year' by Radio Times and picked as 'Best Podcasts of the Year 2023' by the Financial Times, Observer, Pod Bible and The Week. ---The conversations that follow are always unpredictable: sometimes funny, sometimes heart-breaking, silly, romantic or occasionally downright ‘stop-you-in-your-tracks' surprising. Catherine's been travelling and recording since 2014. Be transported to places around the world and into the lives of others: You just never know what story is coming next…Join our Where Are You Going? Club for bonus audio, exclusive behind the scenes content and a chance to interact with Catherine, the production team and other club members.Find out more at www.whereareyougoing.co.uk/clubWe're actively seeking brand partners and sponsors and would love to talk to you. Please email us at whereareyougoing@loftusmedia.co.uk---Presented by Catherine CarrProduced by the team at Loftus MediaMusic by Edwin PearsonFollow whereareyougoing on InstagramCheck out our site: whereareyougoing.co.ukSend us an email: whereareyougoing@loftusmedia.co.uk Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Jess and Trisha discuss what might be coming in 2025, including book club, trends, and romances they can't wait to read. Follow the podcast via RSS, Apple Podcasts, or Spotify. To get even more romance recs and news, sign up for our Kissing Books newsletter! A new year means a new Read Harder Challenge! Join us as we make our way through 24 tasks meant to expand our reading horizons. To get recommendations for each task, sign up for the Read Harder newsletter. All Access subscribers get even more recommendations plus community features, where you can connect with like-minded readers in a cozy and supportive corner of the internet. You can become an All Access member starting at $6 per month or $60 per year to get unlimited access to all members-only content in 20+ newsletters, community features, and the warm fuzzies of knowing you are supporting independent media. To join, visit bookriot.com/readharder. This content contains affiliate links. When you buy through these links, we may earn an affiliate commission. News Book club is back!! We're reading Even if The Sky is Falling edited by Taj McCoy, probably in late February! Or early March! And Jess was on Rebel Ever After with Ella Dawson. Check it out! Books Discussed One for the Team by Aria Daze A Shore Thing by Joanna Lowell I Think I'm In Love With an Alien by Ann Aguirre (6/17/25) There's Something About Mira by Sonali Dev (2/1/25) I Got Abducted By Aliens and Now I'm Trapped in a Romcom by Kimberly Lemming (2/25/25) Rules for Ruin by Mimi Matthews (5/20/25) The Broposal by Sonora Reyes (1/21/25) A Witch's Guide to Magical Innkeeping by Sangu Mandanna (7/15/25) Losing Sight by Tati Richardson (2/11/25) Dream On Ramona Riley by Ashley Herring Blake (5/13/25) Let us know what you're reading, what you're thinking, and what you're thinking about what you're reading! As always, you can find Jess and Trisha at the WIR email address (wheninromance@bookriot.com). You can also find us on Twitter (@jessisreading), or Instagram (@jess_is_reading and @trishahaleybrown), and Jess is even on TikTok (@jess_isreading). Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In this riveting episode with Juliette Watt, we get detailed about why every one of us needs to become more aware of compassion fatigue. This debilitating syndrome has spread as more and more of us are being asked to care for parents and children while maintaining demanding careers and trying to run a home. Compassion fatigue can be hard to recognize, and it's imperative we do, because it has a high correlation with both physical illness and suicidal ideation. In this episode you will learn: Signs you or someone you know may be experiencing compassion fatigue. The most dangerous point in the timeline of compassion fatigue. The differences between trauma and grief and how they co-occur with this syndrome. Steps you can take to reduce compassion fatigue. Tips for folks who aren't into meditation. Juliette Watt has been an ATP airplane pilot and Master Flight Instructor; a Playboy Bunny; a soap opera writer for ABC Television and a theater writer/performer. She has won two Writers Guild Awards and has been nominated for a Daytime Emmy. She also is an animal rights advocate who worked for Best Friends Animal Society for almost a decade. Juliette most recently added TEDx Fargo speaker to her extensive resume. Her current mission is twofold; to help people who are struggling with the debilitating and potentially lethal symptoms of Compassion Fatigue; the emotional and physical burden created by caring for others in distress or neglecting your own life-stress and guiding people to create the true life of their dreams. Purchase Juliette's book, In Between the Magic. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Your support is deeply appreciated! Find me, Lara, on my Website / Instagram You can support this podcast with any level of donation here. Order The Essential Guide to Trauma Sensitive Yoga: How to Create Safer Spaces for All Opening and Closing music: Other People's Photographs courtesy of Daniel Zaitchik. Follow Daniel on Spotify.

Get ready for an engaging episode of The Determined Society with Shawn French as he sits down with the dynamic Shanice Henderson from Bravo's Summerhouse: Martha's Vineyard. Discover her journey from sports and sales to reality TV and the ups and downs that come with being in the public eye. Shanice opens up about her experiences, including how she navigates social media criticism, copes with mental health challenges, and the unexpected moments that shaped her life. Tune in for a candid conversation filled with personal insights, laughter, and a dose of inspiration. Whether you're a fan of reality TV or looking to hear from a resilient and ambitious individual, this episode is a must-watch!

Kirsty Young asks the activist and writer Gloria Steinem what advice she would give her younger self.Through the last seven decades, Steinem has been a singular voice and influential thinker for the causes of feminism and equality in the USA. She discusses her breakthrough as a young journalist going undercover as a Playboy Bunny, founding the hugely successful feminist magazine Ms., and her personal stake in the fight for the legalisation of abortion. She also reflects on her unconventional childhood with a father who never wore a hat or had a job and a mother whom she became a carer of at a young age.A BBC Studios Audio production.

Unleashed: The Political News Hour with Chris Michaels – New allegations surface about Diddy's arrest, involving a former Playboy Bunny, raising concerns of blackmail. Meanwhile, Microsoft and Google favor AI over human civilization in an energy crisis, and Kamala Harris faces plagiarism claims. Zelenskyy pushes for NATO membership or nuclear weapons. Election interference continues as Democrats pursue their agenda, while media bias remains rampant.

In this episode of the Crack House Chronicles Donnie and Dale discuss the disappearance of Cindy Song. Cindy, born Hyun Jong was born and raised in South Korea. Cindy moved to Virginia, USA in 1995 to live with her aunt and uncle, for better educational opportunities. On Halloween 2001 she went to a costume party with two close friends. They partied until 2am the next morning, when they left and stopped off at a friend's apartment to play video games. At 4am they dropped Cindy off at her apartment. She was never seen again. Our Links: https://www.crackhousechronicles.com/ https://linktr.ee/crackhousechronicles https://www.tiktok.com/@crackhousechronicles https://www.facebook.com/crackhousechronicles Check out our MERCH! https://www.teepublic.com/user/crackhousechronicles SOURCES: https://unsolvedmysteries.fandom.com/wiki/Cindy_Song https://www.truecrimeedition.com/post/cindy-song https://www.wtaj.com/wtaj-plus/have-you-seen-me/have-you-seen-me-case-2-cindy-song/  

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In this episode we discuss ways to get in sweata weatha spirit, fake voicemails from murderers, the bizarre 9/11 connection, how it's easier to learn FD logic as a kid, having to identify your son's body by a Playboy Bunny necklace, putting your soggy bathing suit in a plastic bag, how the rube goldberg is not rube-ing in this movie, shishkabobs, how Glee is basically FD, wanting conjugal visits with FD and SO MUCH MORE!!!

Uncover the fascinating story of Zelda Wynn Valdes, whose mastery of the mermaid silhouette led to her creation of the iconic Playboy Bunny costume, with insights from special guest Tobi Ashiru._______Support this podcast with a small donation: Buy Me A CoffeeThis show is powered by Nice PeopleJoin this podcast and the Patreon community: patreon.com/womendesignersyoushouldknowHave a 1:1 mentor call with Amber Asay: intro.co/amberasayCheck out the original reel / video this podcast was based on: https://www.instagram.com/p/C6EDEMrLDsn/Sources:Dazzling Zelda (Children's Book by Farai Simoyi and Aura Lewis)About Zelda Wynn Valdes:Zelda Wynn Valdes (1901 – 2001) is often overlooked in design history even though she was one of the most influential fashion designers known for her hourglass silhouette dresses, and helping popularize the mermaid dress.In fact, the femininity of her work caught the eye of Hugh Hefner who commissioned her to design the iconic and patented playboy bunny costume in 1960.But before that, In 1948, Valdes became the first black person to open her own boutique on Broadway in Manhattan.Zelda's alluring yet sophisticated dresses were embraced by prominent figures such as Joyce Bryant, Ella Fitzgerald, Aretha Franklin, Eartha Kitt, Josephine Baker, Diahann Carroll, Dorothy Dandridge, and Mae West. She even designed Maria Cole's gown for her wedding to Nat King Cole in 1948.Zelda continued her impactful career until her passing in 2001, contributing to over 80 ballet productions at the Dance Theatre of Harlem.She made it her mission to leave the door wide open for all the black women designers following in her footsteps. She led a fashion coalition that was founded with the sole purpose of promoting black designers. ____View all the visually rich 1-min reels of each woman on IG below:Instagram: Amber AsayInstagram: Women Designers Pod

Ayesha is a professional stunt performer whose extraordinary journey began with studying classics, philosophy, and politics at university. After a brief stint as a Playboy Bunny, she found her passion in the world of stunts, specializing in edged weapons and marksmanship. Now an accomplished stunt performer, she's part of the British Stunt Register and has worked on high-profile projects like Marvel's Deadpool trilogy, Star Wars, and Gladiator II. Ayesha's unique heritage and background in diverse artistic endeavors have significantly influenced her career path, making her a trailblazer for diversity in the stunt industry.Episode Summary:In this inspiring episode of the "She Who Dares Wins" podcast, host Michelle engages in a deep conversation with Ayesha, an accomplished stunt performer with a rich and varied background. Ayesha shares her unconventional journey from studying classics, philosophy, and politics to becoming a stunt professional known for her work in high-profile projects, including Marvel's Deadpool series and the upcoming Gladiator II. The narrative highlights her shift from being a university student to discovering her passion for performing stunts, especially those involving precision weapons like whips and swords.The episode delves into the challenges Ayesha faced transitioning into the stunt industry at the age of 30, a time when many consider it too late to start such a physically demanding career. Key Takeaways:Ayesha's transition from academic studies to becoming a professional stunt performer.The difficulties and triumphs of entering the stunt industry at 30.Insight into working on major film projects like Deadpool and Star Wars.The importance of community and support systems in male-dominated industries.Ayesha's advocacy for more representation and diversity within the stunt profession.Notable Quotes:"I dared to think that my self-worth was a little bit larger than being a doctor and cooking a rancher party.""I have to really send it right. You just, like, got no choice when you're on set like that in high-pressure scenes.""Honestly, the real tee is breaking the glass ceiling and messing up the system from the inside out.""People are going to judge you either way, so do everything with your whole chest, and people will fall where they may.""There are going to be people that like you; there are going to be people that don't. You have no control over that, so do everything with your whole chest."Follow Ayesha @ayeshaofficial Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Lynne Moody, a legendary actress known for her groundbreaking roles in television, shares her extraordinary journey through Hollywood. From her iconic performances in "Roots" and "Soap" to her time on "Knots Landing," Lynne reflects on the challenges and triumphs of her career. She opens up about the limited opportunities for African American actresses during her early years and the perseverance that drove her to succeed. Lynne's story is one of resilience, grace, and an unwavering passion for her craft, offering a powerful and inspirational message.   Episode Highlights: Trailblazing Roles: Lynne Moody delves into her pioneering work in television, including her unforgettable roles in the groundbreaking mini-series "Roots," the sitcom "Soap," and the dramatic series "Knots Landing." Breaking Barriers: A candid discussion on the challenges Lynne faced as an African American actress in an industry that offered limited roles, and how she overcame these obstacles with determination and talent. Behind the Scenes: Stories from her early career, including her experiences working as a Playboy Bunny and how it shaped her path in Hollywood. Emotional Reunion: Lynne shares the deeply personal and heartwarming story of reuniting with her daughter after 50 years, a reunion made possible through DNA testing. Life in Hollywood: Anecdotes about working alongside stars like Richard Pryor, Ed Asner, and Ben Vereen, and her reflections on the ups and downs of life in the spotlight. Words of Wisdom: Lynne offers invaluable advice to aspiring actors, drawing from her own experiences in the entertainment industry.   You're going to love my conversation with Lynne Moody IMDB   Follow Jeff Dwoskin (host): Jeff Dwoskin on Twitter The Jeff Dwoskin Show podcast on Twitter Podcast website Podcast on Instagram Join my mailing list Subscribe to my Youtube channel (watch Crossing the Streams!) Yes, the show used to be called Live from Detroit: The Jeff Dwoskin Show Ways to support the show: Buy me a coffee (support the show) TeePublic Store: Classic Conversations merch and more! Love the books I talk about on the show? Here is my Amazon store to shop.    

In the early aughts the Playboy Bunnies were EVERYWHERE. Holly Madison and Kendra Wilkinson starred in The Girls Next Door, a reality show following the lives of supposed best-friend-bunnies opening the gates to the Playboy mansion and giving an inside scoop on their dolled-up lives. But in the years following the series, Holly and Kendra would release memoirs, podcasts, and spin off reality shows that told very different versions of their friendship – and what life was REALLY like in the mansion. Listen to Diss and Tell on the Wondery App or wherever you get your podcasts. You can listen early and ad-free on Wondery+. Join Wondery+ in the Wondery App, Apple Podcasts or Spotify. Start your free trial by visiting wondery.com/links/diss-and-tell/ now.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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Thank you to Notion for sponsoring this video. Visit http://notion.com/kitandkrysta to support this podcast! Our limited edition merch is available until the end of June. Get it before it's gone http://pixelempire.com/kitandkrysta *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Hello and welcome to episode 117 of the Kit & Krysta Podcast! This week we're telling you a wild and crazy story about the time Kit worked on the Playboy video game, how he ended up at the Playboy Mansion and on an autograph tour with a Playboy Bunny. Wow! In our Never A Minute segment, we're playing a fun game and building our perfect Switch 2 launch year line-up. We made a whole separate video about the Switch 2 news so in this podcast, we're talking about some other things like Nintendo's ESRB leak around the Nintendo World Championship game and all that drama around Helldivers 2. We still playing a lot of new indie games and we've started our playthrough of Metal Gear Solid for our May spoilercast. We wrap everything up questions from our wonderful Patreon subscribers. 0:00 - Let's bunny hop to it! 11:20 - Kit's wild and crazy adventures working on the Playboy video game 49:52 - Never A Minute - You have $15 to build your perfect Switch 2 launch year line-up 1:06:24 - Games we are playing 1:34:42 - News news news 1:57:39 - Questions from our Patreon community Patreon shout-outs! - All Hail the Final Boss - Aaron Hash - Thank you Superstars - Ben Eichhorn, MaruMayhem, Eigenverse, KissMyFlapjack, Mike Chin, Roy Eschke, Switchingitup_, vgmlife, Link The Hero of Winds, Angela Bycroft, Thomas O'Rourke, Kyle LeBoeuf, Roberto Nieves, Fredrik Ulf Konradsson, Andrew Youhas, Chilly, Brustache Follow Us! https://www.patreon.com/kitandkrysta https://twitter.com/kitandkrysta https://www.tiktok.com/@kitandkrysta https://www.instagram.com/kitandkrysta/ http://www.facebook.com/kitandkrysta/ -Kit & Krysta

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Dust off your Playboy Bunny belly button rings! Chelsea tackles Crystal Hefner's memoir along with Cookies Amy and Beth. Together they go inside Hugh Hefner's empire and examine if there's anything worse than a moldy mansion with boring orgies.  Show Notes: Holly Madison episode Where to support and find our Guests: Amy ACLU The National Council of Teachers of English National Coalition Against Censorship American Library Association United Against Book Bans Beth Instagram *** For more book recaps & gentle tea, follow Chelsea on Instagram @chelseadevantez Become a member of the Celebrity Book Club Patreon! Glamorous Trash: Where we make treasure out of pop culture garbage. Glamorous Trash is all about going high and low at the same time— Glam and Trash. We recap and book club celebrity memoirs, deconstruct pop culture, and sometimes, we cry! If you've ever referenced Mariah Carey in therapy... then this is the podcast for you. Thank you to our sponsors: Tanteo Tequila - @tanteotequila Pattern Brands - @patternbrands Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

#653: Today, we're sitting down with Crystal Hefner, widow of Playboy founder Hugh Hefner and author of 'Only Say Good Things,' where she offers a raw and unflinching look at the objectification and misogyny of the Playboy mansion, her stolen young adulthood, and her journey to finding internal validation, while providing a rare look into the final days of one of the most influential men of the 20th century. Today, we're discussing her story and how she got involved with Playboy, and how she became a wife of the infamous Hugh Hefner. She delves into the treatment of the Playboy bunnies at the mansion, how she got along with the other playmates, and how she's healed since Hugh's death in 2018.   To connect with Crystal Hefner click HERE To connect with Lauryn Evarts Bosstick click HERE To connect with Michael Bosstick click HERE Read More on The Skinny Confidential HERE To subscribe to our YouTube Page click HERE For Detailed Show Notes visit TSCPODCAST.COM To Call the Him & Her Hotline call: 1-833-SKINNYS (754-6697) This episode is brought to you by The Skinny Confidential This episode is brought to you by Tecovas Tecovas are handmade from the most premium leathers. Visit tecovas.com and point your toes west. This episode is brought to you by Heineken   100% taste. 0% alcohol. Click HERE to purchase. Must be 21+ to buy. This episode is brought to you by Wild Grain Wild Grain is the first ever bake-from-frozen subscription box for sourdough breads, fresh pastas, and artisanal pastries. Get $30 off your first box at wildgrain.com/SKINNY This episode is brought to you by Harry's Don't settle for the status quo. Blaze your own trail with Harry's.Get started with a $13 trial set for just $3 at harrys.com/skinny   This episode is brought to you by Kroma Use code SKINNY at kromawellness.com to get 15% off + free shipping on a 5 day reset   This episode is brought to you by Squarespace From websites and online stores to marketing tools and analytics, Squarespace is the all-in-one platform to build a beautiful online presence and run your business. Go to squarespace.com/skinny for a free trial & use code SKINNY for 10% off your first purchase of a website domain. Produced by Dear Media  

Holly opens up to Bethenny about the secret life behind the doors of the Playboy mansion...including scandals, rules and NDAs.  Plus, she's way more than a Playboy Bunny, find out the truth of who she really is!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Tuesdays at Gebhards with whomever shows up.  Joined by Matt the owner of Gebhards Beer Culture and whoever shows up!  Figuring out the greatest American band.  Also, Matt's wife down in Miami dressed as a Playboy bunny while Matt fights the Covid, Dawgie had the green apple splatters, we're friends right, are you a Buffalo Betty, Chris aka FishGuyPhotos with his red tailed hawk and so much more! VIDEO of Red Tailed Hawk landing on my hand https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ANIqwBB__2w Sponsored by Blue Chew: https://bluechew.com/ promo code "opie" to try it for free! Join the Private Facebook Group - https://www.facebook.com/groups/203909694525714 Merch - www.opieradio.com Instagram and Tik Tok - OpieRadioSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

EPISODE #944 A PLAYBOY BUNNY'S PARANORMAL ENCOUNTERS Richard welcomes a former Playboy model and news reporter known as "Miss UFO" to discuss her career and her numerous paranormal adventures. GUEST: June DeYoung was one of the last original Playboy Bunnies hired in history. She parlayed a lifetime of being psychic with an interest in psychic phenomena into a TV series called “Vibrations Of the Known and the Unknown.” She has worked as a television and film actress, tv host, producer, writer, international investigative news reporter, fashion designer and interior designer. LINKS: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/junedeyoung https://www.facebook.com/JuneDeYoungFanPage https://www.facebook.com/psychicmediumtothestars https://www.facebook.com/OfficialMissUFO https://www.facebook.com/ThePETPsychicDetectiveJuneDeYoung Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/junedeyoungofficial/ SUPPORT MY SPONSORS!!! DraftKings Sportsbook–an Official Sports Betting Partner of the NFL Download NOW and use code STRANGEPLANET to sign up! New customers can take home TWO HUNDRED DOLLARS IN BONUS BETS INSTANTLY just for betting five bucks. FACTOR MEALS - HEALTHY EATING, MADE EASY!!! Factor, America's #1 Ready-To-Eat Meal Kit, can help you fuel up fast with chef-prepared, dietitian-approved ready-to-eat meals delivered straight to your door. Head to https://www.factormeals.com/rssp50 and use code rssp50 to get 50% off! COPY MY CRYPTO https://copymycrypto.com/richard Discover how over 2,800 people - many of who know nothing about crypto or how to invest - are building rapid wealth the cabal can never steal. "You don't need to know a thing about cryptocurrency if you copy someone who does." Gain Access for just $1 https://copymycrypto.com/richard BECOME A PREMIUM SUBSCRIBER!!! https://strangeplanet.supportingcast.fm Use the discount code "Planet" to receive one month off the first subscription. We and our partners use cookies to personalize your experience, to show you ads based on your interests, and for measurement and analytics purposes. By using our website and services, you agree to our use of cookies as described in our Cookie Policy. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://strangeplanet.supportingcast.fm/

On this episode, Payton and Garrett discuss the case of Dorothy Stratten and how her rising career was tragically cut short. https://linktr.ee/murderwithmyhusband The Killing of the Unicorn by Peter Bogdanovich ABC's 20/20 - https://abc.com/shows/2020/episode-guide/2019-10/18-the-death-of-a-playmate-the-dorothy-stratten-story The Village Voice - https://www.villagevoice.com/2020/02/14/death-of-a-playmate/ ABC News - https://abcnews.go.com/Entertainment/horrific-murder-playboy-playmate-verge-hollywood-stardom-flaw/story?id=66193166 Harpers Bazaar - https://www.harpersbazaar.com/culture/features/a12500777/dorothy-stratten-hugh-hefner-playboy-playmate/ Allthatsinteresting.com - https://allthatsinteresting.com/paul-snider Globalnews.ca - https://globalnews.ca/news/7273712/dorothy-stratten-murder-40-years/ Popsugar.com - https://www.popsugar.com/entertainment/dorothy-stratten-death-49012299 Good Housekeeping - https://www.goodhousekeeping.com/life/entertainment/a42125851/how-did-dorothy-stratten-die/ Denofgeek.com - https://www.denofgeek.com/tv/welcome-to-chippendales-grim-real-life-story-paul-snider-dorothy-stratten/  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Working as a Playboy Bunny, Robyn Dykstra was oblivious to God's master plan for her life. But she eventually escaped a life of drugs, alcohol, and abuse and married a good Christian man. As she grew closer to the Lord, with a handsome husband, a nice house, and two wonderful children, her life seemed perfect. Then, in an instant, everything changed. That one moment triggered a chain reaction of unwanted challenges, and her life would never be the same. (Part 2 of 2)   Get a CD and bonus audio download of today's broadcast "Twice Widowed, Always Blessed" for your donation of any amount!   Get More Episode Resources   We'd love to hear from you! Visit our Homepage to leave us a voicemail.   If you've listened to any of our podcasts, please give us your feedback.

Working as a Playboy Bunny, Robyn Dykstra was oblivious to God's master plan for her life. But she eventually escaped a life of drugs, alcohol, and abuse and married a good Christian man. As she grew closer to the Lord, with a handsome husband, a nice house, and two wonderful children, her life seemed perfect. Then, in an instant, everything changed. That one moment triggered a chain reaction of unwanted challenges, and her life would never be the same. (Part 1 of 2)   Get a CD and bonus audio download of today's broadcast "Twice Widowed, Always Blessed" for your donation of any amount!   Get More Episode Resources   We'd love to hear from you! Visit our Homepage to leave us a voicemail.   If you've listened to any of our podcasts, please give us your feedback.

On Episode 1218….Satan's offering of pizza, amputee climbs Everest, miracles, drunk politicians, dick size, murder, & The Hive Five Cup of Coffee in the Big Time ☕ (00:03:26) Fun Fact: 666 (00:04:50) New Zealand's Hell Pizza launches new ‘buy now, pay when you're dead' payment scheme (00:08:47 Nun's body exhumed 4 years after death shows no signs of decay, sparks 'miracle' claims (00:13:33) Nvidia surges past $1T market value after forecast surprise: 'The inflection point of AI is here' (00:18:11) Double amputee Gurkha veteran reaches summit of Mount Everest

Gordon G.G. Gebert tells us some great Ace Frehley stories, White House attacked by U-Haul, Claudia Conway turned 18 & became a Playboy Bunny, and we check in with Elon Musk gadfly Jack Sweeney who's now tracking Ron DeSantis. What is it that we only talk about? It's YouTube, all we ever talk about is YouTube. Some dude rented a U-Haul, grabbed a Nazi flag, and then crashed into the White House gates. Politricks: Joe Biden thinks Beau died in Iraq. Beau did not die in Iraq. Only 32% of those polled believe Joe has the mental sharpness to be President. Again, slow down on that debt ceiling. Republicans want woke to go away. Some dude named Tim Scott wants to president. Brian Kohbooger dater Hayley Willette has the worst vocal fry possibly ever. Music News: Shifty Shellshock is out of teeth. Daughtry is back with a Journey cover with Lzzy Hale. Ghost has a cover of Tina Turner's We Don't Need Another Hero. Mike Tyson says what we all know... Jaime Foxx had a stroke. Sports: Drew labels Bronny the Biggest Nepo-Baby of 2023. The Denver Nuggets swept LeBron James and the LA Lakers to go to their first NBA Finals. LeBron James teases retirement even though we know he'll stay to play with Bronny. Kiss & Tell author, Gordon G.G. Gebert, joins the show to tell the wild antics of Ace Frehley and the ins and outs of KISS. Claudia Conway is a Playboy Bunny now. Poor Jamie Lee Komoroski's life is soooo over now. Sad! She's as good a driver as General Hospital's Haley Pullos. Eminem's daughter launches her own "clothing line" which is really podcast merch. It's all sweats. Jack Sweeney vs Ron DeSantis. Help Jack regain his twitter following right here. Worlds collide as Ron plans to announce his candidacy for presidency on Elon Musk's Twitter. We learn of the time "Dan" stole Drew's ex-girlfriend. The Phoenix Mercury coach can't believe Brittney Griner's comeback game wasn't sold out. Tom Brady owns a WNBA team... and part of the Las Vegas Raiders. The Jordan Neely / Daniel Penny debacle continues. Jordan Neely's uncle was just arrested for pickpocketing. Funds keep piling in for 'Nurse Karen/Citi Bike Karen' Sarah Comrie. Visit Our Presenting Sponsor Hall Financial – Michigan's highest rated mortgage company If you'd like to help support the show… please consider subscribing to our YouTube Page, Facebook, Instagram and Twitter (Drew and Mike Show, Marc Fellhauer, Trudi Daniels, Jim Bentley and BranDon). Or don't.