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The boys chat about yet another gonzo episode of “The White Lotus, including fan theories and who they think is going to get murdered. Poodle reveals an inconvenient truth. --- Share the gift of gay all year round! https://www.patreon.com/RealityGays/gift JOIN RealityGays+ for exclusive content  + Patreon  https://www.patreon.com/RealityGays or  + Supercast  https://realitygaysmulti.supercast.com/  + Apple Subscriptions https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/reality-gays-with-mattie-and-poodle/id1477555097  To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Emma Kelly won't start college until late August, but Kellie found out the first parents weekend is the same weekend as Emma Kelly's birthday! EK's reaction to that news was not at all what Kellie expected. Will this be her first and/or last parents weekend?  Allen finally gets to a stack of listener mail that leads to talk of toe tubes and Kellie's poodle panties from Jon Bon Jovi! And a scammer using Allen's photos ended up adding a new member to our Podcast Family!  Thank you to our podcast sponsor, Helix Sleep! Go to HelixSleep.com/Sandwich during their March Madness Sale for 20% off site wide!  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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The boys talk about Lady Gaga's new album, as well as the sublime enigma of Parker Posey. Poodle warns about making eye contact with a “middle-seater” during Southwest's boarding process.  --- Share the gift of gay all year round! https://www.patreon.com/RealityGays/gift JOIN RealityGays+ for exclusive content  + Patreon  https://www.patreon.com/RealityGays or  + Supercast  https://realitygaysmulti.supercast.com/  + Apple Subscriptions https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/reality-gays-with-mattie-and-poodle/id1477555097  To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

On BL's last episode as co-host of See Also, she and Jinxy hop in a "borrowed" truck, head to Joshua Tree and destroy one another's lives, one Instagram post at a time. It's the Ingrid Goes West poodle episode!A reminder: we've introduced new Patreon tiers! – The Party Girl– The Hogg Hive– The Carol AirdSign up at Patreon.com/SeeAlso and keep an ear out for a future ep announcing Kate's upcoming guests.These humans discuss the nostalgia era of Instagram and its brand of Venice influencers, "Is Ingrid Goes West queer?", what's your biggest emotional wound?, the genre of obsession movies, just how much money was left in Ingrid's backpack, and this incredible cast of Aubrey Plaza, Billy Magnusson and a bunch of nepo babies/siblings: Elizabeth Olsen, Wyatt Russell and O'Shea Jackson Jr.See Alsos:An Instagram Influencer Reviews Ingrid Goes West‘Ingrid Goes West': How a First-Time Filmmaker Cracked the Sundance CodeWhen Grown-Ups Have Imaginary FriendsHow Dare Celebrities Cheat?On Joan Didion's 'everywoman.com'Welcome to Me (2014)Tracking Noise – director Matt Spicer's new newsletter all about physical mediaAutograph Hound Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

In this episode, Danny Hurst is joined by Ronnie Golden, aka Tony De Meur, of the post-punk pub rock band The Fabulous Poodles. They had several hits and appeared regularly on TV and radio. The Fabulous Poodles supported many bands including The Ramones and Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers. Later, Ronnie transitioned into stand-up, comedy, acting and song-writing. He worked with Rik Mayall, Adrian Edmondson, Dawn French and Jennifer Saunders and was in The Young Ones, The Fourth Protocol and more. Later, he collaborated with comedy legends such as Arthur Smith, Rich Hall and, until his death, Barry Cryer, with whom he performed regularly as a double-act. Ronnie shares some fascinating stories about his career, the people he has worked with and his influences. He also explains how he learned maths through music and how the Comedy Store and The Comic Strip Presents… changed British comedy. If you can´t get enough of these podcasts, head to https://www.patreon.com/DannyHurst to access my exclusive, member-only, fun-filled and fact-packed history-related videos. KEY TAKEAWAYS Despite writing a lot of music Ronnie, like many other musicians, cannot read music. Ronnie learned maths through music, he explains how during the episode. Never turn down the chance to do something new. Repeatedly, Ronnie took on projects despite not having 100% of the skills required. He simply learned what he needed to know. All performers have bad days, including Bob Dylan. Ronnie shares what it was like to see Eric Clapton, Fleetwood Mac, John Lee Hooker, Jimi Hendrix and more perform in small London venues. A lot of the comedy of the 80s came out of people being sick of the Tories. In the 60s, going up west and to Denmark Street was a buzz. Today, London has become so corporate that it has lost much of its character. BEST MOMENTS “From doing comedy songs, I developed repartee, and it became a mix of stand-up and music.” “I recognised the mathematics in music, and I connected with it. 12 bar blues and that kind of stuff.” “I bought myself a harmonica, and I didn't take it out of my mouth for about a week until I learned it.” “You´ve got to trust yourself.” “That´s the way Dylan works – he likes to surprise himself.” “In the 60s, it was a complete buzz.” “I see less of places that I used to love going to and everything’s changed.” EPISODE RESOURCES https://x.com/ronniegolden1 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ronnie_Golden HOST BIO Historian, performer, and mentor Danny Hurst has been engaging audiences for many years, whether as a lecturer, stand-up comic or intervention teacher with young offenders and excluded secondary students. Having worked with some of the most difficult people in the UK, he is a natural storyteller and entertainer, whilst purveying the most fascinating information that you didn't know you didn't know. A writer and host of pub quizzes across London, he has travelled extensively and speaks several languages. He has been a consultant for exhibitions at the Imperial War Museum and Natural History Museum in London as well as presenting accelerated learning seminars across the UK. With a wide range of knowledge ranging from motor mechanics to opera to breeding carnivorous plants, he believes learning is the most effective when it's fun. Uniquely delivered, this is history without the boring bits, told the way only Danny Hurst can. CONTACT AND SOCIALS https://instagram.com/dannyjhurstfacebook.com/danny.hurst.9638 https://twitter.com/dannyhurst https://www.linkedin.com/in/danny-hurst-19574720

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I help a female classmate with a ride to school and get surprising dividends.by senor longo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. Thursday, March 23, 1961.It was the days of doo-wop diners and drive-in movies. Poodle skirts and saddle shoes.My mom was having one of those “oops” babies; one of those pregnancies that come totally unplanned, which this definitely was. I'm Richard, 18 and a high school senior, and because Mom had to spend the next four months in bed, I was able to drive her car to school rather than take the school bus. After reaching the school and realizing that I was early I drove through some of the parallel streets behind it, looking for friends who were “walkers” who might want a ride.That's how I ran into Beverly; not literally, of course. She was walking one Thursday morning in late March as she always did when I approached, asking if she'd like a ride. Like me, Beverly was a senior, but we were polar opposites.I was tall and thin; actually skinny; well over six feet with a protruding Adam's apple that gave me a nickname ever since we had red the Washington Irving story, “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow,” way back in ninth grade English. Ever since then I'd had been called “Ichabod” due to my resemblance to the Disney character we had also seen on TV.In contrast, Beverly was short; barely five feet; and to be kind, I'd call her buxom. We were friendly acquaintances as were most of us in the senior class, but hardly close personal friends.Beverly accepted my offer of a ride, which was no surprise, but once in the car, she slid across the front seat of Mom's '58 Ford until she was practically in my lap. That was not only a surprise; it was actually shocking, but what would I do about it? It was chancy, I knew. There would be one of three results. I was pretty sure that she'd let me kiss her, but what would she do when I put her hand on my cock? First, she might just stroke it, and; if she did; I'd have it out and into her hand in a flash. Second, she could just pull her hand away. Finally, she could just haul off and slap me. I was praying for number one, obviously.I pulled over after about a quarter mile where I could tell that there was nobody to be seen, ahead or behind us, and on neither side, too. Once the engine was off, I leaned down and gave her a kiss. Her response was better than I had hoped. Her mouth opened and her tongue was pushed into mine in a flash. I wasted no time getting to the moment of truth. I had pulled my cock up so there was room for it to expand and harden. Using my left hand, I took her right and placed it on my organ. Yes! She began to stroke it firmly as she pressed her lips into mine forcefully and her tongue became even more active.My hands were busy with her blouse's buttons and soon I had her bra pushed up over her fleshy mounds. My hands massaged them as my fingers pinched and tweaked her nipples. Meanwhile, Beverly continued to rub my cock through my slacks. I stopped the massage momentarily so I could open my belt and slacks. Beverly's hands dug immediately into my briefs, pulling my cock and balls out and tucking the elastic band under my large swollen testicles.Now Beverly attacked my organ with surprising strength and energy. Her hands were moving swiftly as I began to feel it. “Beverly, if you keep that up, I'm going to make a terrific mess. I'm gonna cum all over the place.” I thought she might stop, but she continued as she quickly removed her lips from mine, wrapping them tightly around my glans, and just in time, because I blew mere seconds later. Beverly eagerly swallowed all of it; well, most of it, anyway. There were several drops on her cheeks and chin.Beverly was licking her lips when I grabbed my cock, pulling it with my tightly wrapped fist as I told Beverly, ”There's a bit more here, if you're interested.” Not surprisingly, she was. Every time I pulled a droplet from my hole, she was there to lick it, savoring the taste and texture in her mouth and on her tongue. Finally, I was done, so I wrapped myself up and returned to kissing her and tweaking her nipples.Once she was warmed up physically, I lifted her skirt and drove my fingers under her panties and into her cunt. “Oh, God, Richard. Do it! Fuck me with your fingers. That's it. Use another finger in me, please! Make me cum! Please! Make me cum!”Now I had two fingers in her and she was dripping wet. Any more, and her skirt would be ruined. Suddenly, she arched her back and her body rose from the seat. Her hands gripped my head as she kissed me frantically, her tongue driving deeply into my mouth, as she came with incredible force. Some thirty seconds later, she came to rest. Checking her watch, she told me, “I have just enough time to go home and change if you'll take me. Don't worry. My parents are away for a long weekend. Maybe you'd like to come by tonight and fuck me.”I started the car and turned around, following her directions to her house. She ran in, stripping out of her skirt as she ran. Less than five minutes later she was back in the car and we were on our way to school. “You probably think I'm an incredible slut.” I was just about to say “no” when she continued. “All I think about is sex. Fucking and sucking, over and over, is all I want to do. I don't care if you just use me for sex. That's what I want. I know we'll never date seriously. My parents will only allow me to date someone who is an Orthodox Jew, just like us. But I don't care if it's just this weekend. I want your cock, and I want it badly. Can you take me home after school today? I have two condoms, but we'll need more, lots more, if you want to do it tomorrow and Saturday.” What the hell! That sounded just fine to me.An entire weekend of unbridled sex! What an incredible find for a socially inept guy like myself. I'd never know the reason, but while I was always confident and outspoken in class, I was usually totally tongue-tied when it came to girls, or young women, whatever you might want to call them. I knew from locker room talk that several of my friends were sexually active. I wasn't so naïve that I believed all of the talk, but several of my classmates had some of the finest looking and hottest girls as their long-term girlfriends. They were all confident athletes, and, unlike the “big talkers” they rarely talked about their relationships with their girlfriends. I also knew that two brothers; no longer students; had married their girlfriends after knocking them up. They had all dropped out of school, a powerful statement about the depth of their stupidity.I told Beverly that I'd have to check with my mom; if she needed me to run any errands for her. If not, I'd be in her bed in a heartbeat. We parted once I had parked in the high school lot, heading for our lockers until lunch when all of the seniors would meet to eat and chat. I had often sat with girls as well as my guy friends, so nobody would be surprised to find Beverly and me at the same table. We were joined by two girls and one male; all top-drawer students like me. Oddly, all three girls were Jewish while the other male and I were Christians.Our table talk dealt mostly with academic issues; the upcoming Advanced Placement exams in English, Calculus, French, and Physics as well as the state exams in Physics and Advanced Algebra, which Beverly and one of the other girls were taking. Also, on our minds, was the Senior Prom, which was just two months away, for which I still didn't have a date. We all rose to leave, but Beverly and I lingered behind the others for a few seconds. “I phoned my mom and she doesn't need me at home so I told her I was going over to a friend's house to review some calculus issues. She just told me to be home by 5:30 so we'll have at least an hour and a half.”“That's great,” she whispered. I'll bet I can get you to cum at least twice and at least that many for me. I'll meet you at your car. Okay?” I agreed and, once I was sure we were the last to leave I pushed my hand up the back of her skirt and my fingers into her cunt. I fucked her with them for about thirty seconds until she shook as the spasms of a powerful orgasm ripped through her body. The timing was perfect as the cafeteria workers were coming to clean and sanitize the tables and chairs. The custodians would then place the chairs on the tables so they could clean and mop the large floor. As seniors, we had the final lunch period all to ourselves.I had a hard time concentrating on my afternoon classes, except Advanced French which usually required all of my attention. I had a big advantage over my fellow students, though. One of my neighbor's mother and grandmother were born in France as was his step-father who had actually fought for the French Resistance during World War 2. He didn't like to talk about it very often and I had often thought that was understandable. What kind of person would want to brag about killing, even in a major war?I had gone to my friend's house when he had moved in while we were both in fourth grade and recognized immediately that his parents were French. He attended a nearby parochial school at the time and since ninth grade he'd been at a regional Catholic high school even though he openly admitted that he was no great student. “I think they're only interested in my parents' money.” That was how he explained it. I could understand. His mom had a top-level job for a big French designer, supposedly a major force in creating high-end women's clothing. At least, that's what my mother and sisters had told me. His step-dad was an engineer; the kind who made roads and bridges.I had spoken French; real French; not like what I heard every day in class, with his mother and grandmother, improving my pronunciation, grammar, and accent. Surprisingly, and I'm sure to his mother's embarrassment, Mike had failed French 1 three consecutive years and couldn't speak it worth a damn. Many times, his Nana had suggested that I was really her grandson and that we had been switched at birth. I laughed at that because Mike was born locally while I was born in New Jersey. We lived now in Westchester County, just north of New York City.The afternoon dragged, exactly as I had expected, but eventually the final bell did sound and all of us hustled out of school. I did see my sister who was a sophomore and told her that I was going to visit a classmate and would be home in time for dinner. I did this fairly often, so it was hardly a big deal, although this afternoon definitely would be a big deal; hopefully, an extremely big deal.As planned, Beverly met me at my car and, once I had opened the driver's side door, she slid across, but only far enough for me to sit and close the door. She had my cock out and into her mouth before we were even off the school grounds. A few minutes later, as we approached her home, I asked if it was safe to park in her driveway. “Sure, none of our neighbors get home from work until well after five. It'll be dark by then.” Hell, if it was okay with her, it was fine by me. It wasn't my parents who would be bitching about a non-Jew visiting their daughter.Beverly had me as hard as a rock before I had even turned onto her block and she reluctantly pushed me back into my slacks so we could walk the short distance to her house. Once inside, we shed our clothes and I followed her at the run to her room where she pulled two condom packets from her drawer. She pulled me onto her bed as she opened one of the packets with her teeth before rolling it carefully down my hard, pulsing organ.Once it was in place, she climbed onto my body and slowly lowered herself onto my cock, sighing as her cunt was stretched and filled with my meat. Until this very second, I had been a virgin and I couldn't believe my luck. Neither of us would win any medals for beauty or sexiness. Her small tits bounced with my every thrust, as did her belly and ass, but I didn't care; not then and definitely not over the next few days. I'd have plenty of time to reflect on all of it once her parents returned from their trip.Beverly rode me hard for several minutes, begging me to pinch and twist her clit. Thank God for the Letters section of Playboy or I would have had no idea what she was talking about. Instead, I pulled and twisted her tender tissue until she screamed that she wanted me to use my nails on her. I did and she came; apparently quite hard and a second or two later, so did I. I'd actually lasted somewhat longer than anticipated. I owed Beverly for that, too. My orgasm this morning had taken the edge off and given me a bit more staying power.We lay next to each other, our arms and legs intertwined as we returned to normal. Beverly was kissing me as she removed the gooey filled condom. She had just wrapped it into a Kleenex when I asked, “So, where'd you get this experience? How did you become addicted to fucking and sucking and cum?”“You won't believe me when I tell you. It was sleep-away camp in the boonies of New Hampshire. I've always gone to this camp run by several synagogues in this area. Two summers ago, when I was just seventeen, I worked as a counselor-in-training and this past summer I was a regular counselor. There wasn't much to do at night so we explored each other. I turned eighteen last June, just before school was out. When I was seventeen, we talked about sex a lot, but never really did anything. Last summer though, I went wild. I must have sucked and fucked every counselor, and the three male cooks, too. They were all negroes and very well endowed. I could barely even walk the next morning. The cooks also taught me to suck cock and deep-throat. I love doing that. It's hard to believe that a totally conservative religion would turn out a total whore like me.”“I think that any boyfriend you have and your eventual husband will be an extremely happy and satisfied man.” Beverly smiled, then took me deeply into her mouth. I thought she said, “I hope so,” but it's hard to understand what someone is saying while their mouth is full of cock.We rested for a while then went at it again, this time in what she called “doggie.” Once I was lined up behind her, I understood fully the origins of the term. I especially enjoyed my freedom of movement and my ability to grab her flopping tits and twist her needy clit. I especially liked the way Beverly shook and screamed when she came in this position, and that was often. The first time I heard her I was terrified that I had hurt her in some way. However, I was totally inexperienced then. I was gaining experience at warp speed now thanks to Beverly.We were lying on her bed, recovering from our second session in the past hour when Beverly asked me an important question. “Richard, will you tell all of your friends about me when you get back to school tomorrow?”“No, Beverly. I'll remember this weekend for my entire life and I'll treasure what we have done, but what we do will remain between the two of us. Truthfully, I doubt that anyone would believe me, anyway. I know that we will be limited to just this weekend. But I wish I could find another woman even close to you.”“You know, sometimes wishes can come true. You do know that, don't you?“Sure, and then there's Santa and his elves and Rudolph and the other reindeer; or is it reindeers? I never get that one right.”“Richard, you know I'm Jewish. We don't believe in Christmas, well, not in the religious part. The gift giving part, well, that's another story.”“Don't you do that over Chanukah?”“Yeah, but that's a really minor religious holiday and, contrary to popular belief, we don't get presents on all eight nights. At most, it's the first and last, and I doubt we get any more than you get for Christmas.”“I knew that already. I do have some close Jewish friends, you know. Ricky and Alan, Larry, and Richie; and those are just the guys.”“I know, they're in school with us, and; speaking of school; I think I have my hand on my favorite student. He's becoming bigger and harder every time I stroke him. Soon, I think, he'll get his reward and I'll get mine, too. Yum!”“You know, Beverly, you're really funny.”“Oh no, Richard; there's nothing I take more seriously than a mouthful of semen. I just love the taste and the texture as it slides down my mouth and over my tongue. Even when I scoop it out of my cunt. Don't get me wrong. I liv for the orgasms, but there's nothing that compares to the taste. The best thing about taking it in my cunt is that first I get to cum and then I get to relive it all over again when I dip my fingers in and lick them off. It's like reliving the entire experience. Know what I mean?”“I don't, honestly, but I think I can understand how you feel because it's really special for me, too. I mean, I've jerked off plenty of times and I do love it, but cumming in you; your mouth or your cunt; is the best feeling I've ever had. I love it and I'd never tire of it. Too bad it has to end Saturday night.”“I've been thinking about that, Richard. I'll bet we can get together after school once or twice a week, if only we can find a place, like a dead-end street or some road with no houses or traffic.”“Hmm, maybe, but it can't be too long. I think your mom will get suspicious, or mine, although, ”“Damn! You're probably right, but we can still try. And speaking of trying.” And with that, my now hard cock slid into the depths of her mouth. Only the fact that I had cum less than an hour earlier prevented me from erupting like Vesuvius into her mouth and down her throat. Instead, she sucked me and sucked me. The sensations of her tongue and the roof of her mouth on my organ made me weak in my knees. I was lucky to be lying down or I surely would have fallen as blood rushed from my head into my cock.She shifted position without warning and moved her cunt over my rod so she could slowly slide down. In that moment I could really see the appeal, the euphoria she experienced when my hard man-meat stretched out the muscles in her cunt. I realized the extent of her sheer joy when I heard and saw her sigh in her rapture. Beverly's eyes were closed, but her mouth formed a perfect “O” as she first inhaled and then slowly exhaled. It was clear that she truly loved what she was doing. I thought it was pretty fucking amazing, too.Beverly obviously had a lot more experience than I did. Her motions alone proved that all too clearly. I doubted that she'd had much recently unless she was actively fucking guys from her synagogue, which I doubted because one of them would probably be here instead of me. That would mean that she had fucked and sucked and drank gallons of semen during our two-month summer vacation. How many times could she fuck during those sixty-one days? Sixty? Ninety? A hundred and twenty? Damn! Whatever, it was a shitload of sex! I doubted that even newlyweds had that much. One of them, at least, had to go to work and I knew from personal experience that the male partner had some physical limitations to deal with.Beverly had rocked on my cock for almost ten minutes when her back arched and she screamed at the top of her lungs. It was good timing, because I had been ready to pop for a couple of minutes and I doubted that I could hold back for even another second.She was off me in a flash as her fingers plunged into her cunt, scooping out as much of my crème as possible and plunging her creamy fingers into her hungry mouth. When she had finished with that, she took me into her mouth, not only cleaning my cock, but sucking as much as humanly possible from my wilting organ. When I checked the time, I saw it was already after five. I ran to her bathroom, grabbed a washcloth, and washed down my face and genital area until they were clean and free of the telltale odor of sex. I dressed hurriedly, kissed Beverly good-bye and bolted out the door, knowing that Beverly would have those hungry lips around my cock again tomorrow morning. I got home just before 5:30, just in time to help my sisters prepare the evening's dinner; pork chops. I chuckled at the irony of eating pork after sex with a woman who had likely never tasted the stuff.Friday, March 24, 1961.I drove into Beverly's driveway at 7:43 in the morning, giving us plenty of time before our 8:40 start time. I thought that we would have at least forty minutes for our fun and games before school would open so we could get to our lockers prior to homeroom.Beverly bounded out the door and down the steps just seconds later. She wasn't in the car even thirty seconds when she had my cock out, and in her mouth, licking and sucking as I sat stock still as my body experienced the closest thing to heaven I could possibly imagine. The sensations I experienced were incredible and it was obvious to me that Beverly was enjoying it every bit as much as I did. That was proved wrong when my cock exploded in her mouth and I could see the rapture in her eyes and face as she sucked down every single drop my balls produced. She smiled as she licked her lips. “Delicious, breakfast of champions; that's the way to start the day.”I laughed in response, then got serious. “What do you want to do tonight? Do you want a movie or bowling, or what?”“None of the above, Richard. I want to spend the entire time balling. That's a slang term for fucking, in case you didn't know, although we can spend some of our time with your cock in my mouth, if you want.”“Okay, I'll leave the agenda up to you. Oh, I have to take my sister to the supermarket this afternoon so I can't give you a ride home.”“That's okay, I've walked it plenty of times and we'll make up for it tonight, won't we?”“I certainly hope so,” I replied, a huge smile on my face.As big as that smile had been, it was nothing compared to the smile I had when Beverly opened her door that evening. I had two sisters, but to my knowledge they'd never worn anything like what Beverly was wearing. First of all, it was sheer; so sheer that I could see right through it. Her tits, nipples, navel, and cunt were clearly visible through the gauzy black fabric. On her feet she wore high-heeled slippers. Once she had closed and locked the door, she moved into my arms for a searing kiss, tongue moving deeply into my throat as she led my hand into her already dripping-wet cunt.Breaking the kiss, she moved back and looked up. “I hope you remembered to buy the condoms, lots and lots of condoms.”“Think a dozen will be enough,” I asked as my unoccupied hand dipped into my jacket pocket. Beverly laughed as she put the jacket onto the back of a chair before taking my hand and leading me, once again, to her bedroom. She started to disrobe me on the way so all I had on by the time we walked into the room were my socks. They were off seconds later.I was a bit shocked when the phone rang. I knew that Beverly's family was well off so I wasn't shocked that she had a phone in her room. “Be still and quiet. It's my parents, I'm sure.” She picked up the phone saying, “Hello.” A few seconds later she said, “Hi, Mom. How is the conference? Oh! Too bad. Yeah, I'm in bed reading some of my English assignment. It's one of Shakespeare's sonnets. Yes, it is boring. That's why I'm in bed. If I get tired, I'll just fall asleep and wake up tomorrow morning. Yes, everything is fine. One of my classmates found me while I was walking to school yesterday drove me and volunteered to drive me again this morning.” Then, after waiting a few seconds again, “Yes, I think you know him, Richard Kelly, the boy the kids all call, ‘Ichabod' because he resembles the Disney character. No, he's not insulted by the nickname. He thinks it's funny. Honest! I think he told me that his mother was expecting so he gets to take her car to school. Yes, I know he has one sister in tenth and I think there's another younger one.”Beverly was silent for several minutes so I assumed that her mother was speaking. That was confirmed when Beverly finally spoke again. “Okay, Mom, I'll expect you and Daddy sometime Sunday afternoon. Should I put something on to cook? Great, Chinese it is. I'll have the table set and ice cubes ready for soda to drink.” Then after another pause, “Yes, Mom, the house is all locked up and I have Mrs. Nathan's number right here in case of an emergency. Okay, I miss you, too. Bye.“Thank God that's done. My parents are jewelers and several times a year they go to sales conventions where there are lots of displays and even more lectures on how to market jewelry. I'm sure it's even more boring than it sounds.” Then she took my cock in hand and the evening's festivities began.I was expecting a marathon, but it was even more than I could have imagined. Beverly sucked me twice, swallowing everything I could give her, then she fucked me, dipping her fingers into her cunt so she could swallow even more. I thought she was done when she began to ride me in what she told me was reverse cowgirl. It was far from my favorite because I couldn't see anything that interested me, nor could I easily reach up and worry her tits and nipples. However, she seemed to like it and after the evening I'd had, I could afford a little generosity.We finished that bout around 10:30 and I relaxed on her pillow with Beverly lying on my body while she idly played with my cock. “You know what, Richard? I think I'm in love with your cock.”I had to laugh. “I think you'd be in love with any cock that could produce enough semen for you.”“There's some truth to that, but yours is just the right length and the perfect width for me. I just love the way you stretch me out when you enter me. A smaller and thinner one just doesn't do it for me and I've had quite a few like that. Everyone thinks that bigger is always better, but a cock that's too long will bang into my cervix on every stroke and that hurts like you wouldn't believe. Same with too thick; I've had a few like that, too. They feel good while we're fucking, but the next day I'm so sore that I can barely walk. Yours stretches me out and I know I've been fucked the next day, but I'm not in serious pain; just a little discomfort, which actually feels good. My cunt was just a little sore this morning and tomorrow it will be even more, but that just makes me want more. Think we can make a plaster cast of this?”“Talk about uncomfortable! Ouch! Say, think I could grab a quick shower before I leave tonight? I have to work tomorrow morning.”“Sure, but I'm not finished with you yet. I'm betting you have one more load in you tonight.” I groaned, but down deep I was thrilled to be so strongly and sexually desired. I lay with my head on her pillow, allowing Beverly to do all of the work. I wasn't surprised to take more than fifteen minutes to get hard enough to allow us to have a really good fuck, and that was exactly what we had. She rode me cowgirl, ramming her clit into my abdominals, for almost twenty minutes before I felt the rumbling. She had already cum three more times so she hopped off and spun around, bringing her mouth to my gooey cock. It went deep into her mouth just before I dribbled into her mouth and throat. I'd love to say that I erupted, but after tonight's marathon I felt I was lucky to dribble. There was a little semen that Beverly savored, rolling it over her tongue, swishing it back and forth in her mouth until she finally swallowed. “Okay, you can use the shower next door on the left.”“Sure, if I can actually walk that far. I think you've destroyed me.” She laughed and lightly slapped my ass as I struggled out of the room. The shower was quick, just a quick rinse to get the odor of sex off my body. Ten minutes later I was drying off when Beverly walked in carrying my clothes and shoes. I dressed in another five and kissed her good-bye, locking the door behind me when I left.I walked quietly into my home at 12:15 and I was in bed and asleep less than five minutes later. Beverly had done a great job of wearing me out. All the same, I was up at eight and eating breakfast with my family by 8:15. “How was the bowling, Richard? You got in pretty late, didn't you?”“Yeah, Mom; for some reason the lanes were very crowded. We had to wait for almost two hours for just one lane. Having five guys on one lane makes for very slow bowling. We only had time for two games, instead of our usual three. Tony finally called it quits. He has to go to work with his dad's construction company this morning. I think he had to be on the job at eight.”“Well, it's nice you have such good friends.”“Yeah, unfortunately all of that will change in a few months.”“That's progress, dear. We all grow older and meet new and different friends, although I still have a few from high school. Then again, I've lived in the same area for all of my life. You'll be going away to college, but I'm sure you'll make new friends. Anything on tap for tonight.”“Yeah, Mom. I don't know if you've ever met Beverly Vincman. I ran into her Thursday, I think, and offered her a ride to school and home again. I'm sure you red about the rapist in the area in the newspaper. I'd feel terrible if I could have given her a ride, but didn't and something happened to her. I told her I'd give her a ride both ways until the guy is caught.”“That's very sweet of you. I'm glad you're so considerate.”“Yeah, well, she invited me to a party with a small group of her friends tonight. I'll be sure to be home by twelve.”“I think you can make it one if you promise not to have anything to drink, and no kidding around with that horrible sense of humor you have.”I gave her a look that showed just how offended I was. “Moi?” I hadn't taken six years of French for nothing.Mom laughed and then told me, “Yes, you! And none of your fancy foreign languages. You know I took mostly sciences in high school and there's not much call for an RN to speak French around here. Now finish your breakfast and get your ass to work!” I was supposed to be there by nine and I was four minutes early.To be continued, by senor longo.

I help a female classmate with a ride to school and get surprising dividends.by senor longo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. Thursday, March 23, 1961.It was the days of doo-wop diners and drive-in movies. Poodle skirts and saddle shoes.My mom was having one of those “oops” babies; one of those pregnancies that come totally unplanned, which this definitely was. I'm Richard, 18 and a high school senior, and because Mom had to spend the next four months in bed, I was able to drive her car to school rather than take the school bus. After reaching the school and realizing that I was early I drove through some of the parallel streets behind it, looking for friends who were “walkers” who might want a ride.That's how I ran into Beverly; not literally, of course. She was walking one Thursday morning in late March as she always did when I approached, asking if she'd like a ride. Like me, Beverly was a senior, but we were polar opposites.I was tall and thin; actually skinny; well over six feet with a protruding Adam's apple that gave me a nickname ever since we had red the Washington Irving story, “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow,” way back in ninth grade English. Ever since then I'd had been called “Ichabod” due to my resemblance to the Disney character we had also seen on TV.In contrast, Beverly was short; barely five feet; and to be kind, I'd call her buxom. We were friendly acquaintances as were most of us in the senior class, but hardly close personal friends.Beverly accepted my offer of a ride, which was no surprise, but once in the car, she slid across the front seat of Mom's '58 Ford until she was practically in my lap. That was not only a surprise; it was actually shocking, but what would I do about it? It was chancy, I knew. There would be one of three results. I was pretty sure that she'd let me kiss her, but what would she do when I put her hand on my cock? First, she might just stroke it, and; if she did; I'd have it out and into her hand in a flash. Second, she could just pull her hand away. Finally, she could just haul off and slap me. I was praying for number one, obviously.I pulled over after about a quarter mile where I could tell that there was nobody to be seen, ahead or behind us, and on neither side, too. Once the engine was off, I leaned down and gave her a kiss. Her response was better than I had hoped. Her mouth opened and her tongue was pushed into mine in a flash. I wasted no time getting to the moment of truth. I had pulled my cock up so there was room for it to expand and harden. Using my left hand, I took her right and placed it on my organ. Yes! She began to stroke it firmly as she pressed her lips into mine forcefully and her tongue became even more active.My hands were busy with her blouse's buttons and soon I had her bra pushed up over her fleshy mounds. My hands massaged them as my fingers pinched and tweaked her nipples. Meanwhile, Beverly continued to rub my cock through my slacks. I stopped the massage momentarily so I could open my belt and slacks. Beverly's hands dug immediately into my briefs, pulling my cock and balls out and tucking the elastic band under my large swollen testicles.Now Beverly attacked my organ with surprising strength and energy. Her hands were moving swiftly as I began to feel it. “Beverly, if you keep that up, I'm going to make a terrific mess. I'm gonna cum all over the place.” I thought she might stop, but she continued as she quickly removed her lips from mine, wrapping them tightly around my glans, and just in time, because I blew mere seconds later. Beverly eagerly swallowed all of it; well, most of it, anyway. There were several drops on her cheeks and chin.Beverly was licking her lips when I grabbed my cock, pulling it with my tightly wrapped fist as I told Beverly, ”There's a bit more here, if you're interested.” Not surprisingly, she was. Every time I pulled a droplet from my hole, she was there to lick it, savoring the taste and texture in her mouth and on her tongue. Finally, I was done, so I wrapped myself up and returned to kissing her and tweaking her nipples.Once she was warmed up physically, I lifted her skirt and drove my fingers under her panties and into her cunt. “Oh, God, Richard. Do it! Fuck me with your fingers. That's it. Use another finger in me, please! Make me cum! Please! Make me cum!”Now I had two fingers in her and she was dripping wet. Any more, and her skirt would be ruined. Suddenly, she arched her back and her body rose from the seat. Her hands gripped my head as she kissed me frantically, her tongue driving deeply into my mouth, as she came with incredible force. Some thirty seconds later, she came to rest. Checking her watch, she told me, “I have just enough time to go home and change if you'll take me. Don't worry. My parents are away for a long weekend. Maybe you'd like to come by tonight and fuck me.”I started the car and turned around, following her directions to her house. She ran in, stripping out of her skirt as she ran. Less than five minutes later she was back in the car and we were on our way to school. “You probably think I'm an incredible slut.” I was just about to say “no” when she continued. “All I think about is sex. Fucking and sucking, over and over, is all I want to do. I don't care if you just use me for sex. That's what I want. I know we'll never date seriously. My parents will only allow me to date someone who is an Orthodox Jew, just like us. But I don't care if it's just this weekend. I want your cock, and I want it badly. Can you take me home after school today? I have two condoms, but we'll need more, lots more, if you want to do it tomorrow and Saturday.” What the hell! That sounded just fine to me.An entire weekend of unbridled sex! What an incredible find for a socially inept guy like myself. I'd never know the reason, but while I was always confident and outspoken in class, I was usually totally tongue-tied when it came to girls, or young women, whatever you might want to call them. I knew from locker room talk that several of my friends were sexually active. I wasn't so naïve that I believed all of the talk, but several of my classmates had some of the finest looking and hottest girls as their long-term girlfriends. They were all confident athletes, and, unlike the “big talkers” they rarely talked about their relationships with their girlfriends. I also knew that two brothers; no longer students; had married their girlfriends after knocking them up. They had all dropped out of school, a powerful statement about the depth of their stupidity.I told Beverly that I'd have to check with my mom; if she needed me to run any errands for her. If not, I'd be in her bed in a heartbeat. We parted once I had parked in the high school lot, heading for our lockers until lunch when all of the seniors would meet to eat and chat. I had often sat with girls as well as my guy friends, so nobody would be surprised to find Beverly and me at the same table. We were joined by two girls and one male; all top-drawer students like me. Oddly, all three girls were Jewish while the other male and I were Christians.Our table talk dealt mostly with academic issues; the upcoming Advanced Placement exams in English, Calculus, French, and Physics as well as the state exams in Physics and Advanced Algebra, which Beverly and one of the other girls were taking. Also, on our minds, was the Senior Prom, which was just two months away, for which I still didn't have a date. We all rose to leave, but Beverly and I lingered behind the others for a few seconds. “I phoned my mom and she doesn't need me at home so I told her I was going over to a friend's house to review some calculus issues. She just told me to be home by 5:30 so we'll have at least an hour and a half.”“That's great,” she whispered. I'll bet I can get you to cum at least twice and at least that many for me. I'll meet you at your car. Okay?” I agreed and, once I was sure we were the last to leave I pushed my hand up the back of her skirt and my fingers into her cunt. I fucked her with them for about thirty seconds until she shook as the spasms of a powerful orgasm ripped through her body. The timing was perfect as the cafeteria workers were coming to clean and sanitize the tables and chairs. The custodians would then place the chairs on the tables so they could clean and mop the large floor. As seniors, we had the final lunch period all to ourselves.I had a hard time concentrating on my afternoon classes, except Advanced French which usually required all of my attention. I had a big advantage over my fellow students, though. One of my neighbor's mother and grandmother were born in France as was his step-father who had actually fought for the French Resistance during World War 2. He didn't like to talk about it very often and I had often thought that was understandable. What kind of person would want to brag about killing, even in a major war?I had gone to my friend's house when he had moved in while we were both in fourth grade and recognized immediately that his parents were French. He attended a nearby parochial school at the time and since ninth grade he'd been at a regional Catholic high school even though he openly admitted that he was no great student. “I think they're only interested in my parents' money.” That was how he explained it. I could understand. His mom had a top-level job for a big French designer, supposedly a major force in creating high-end women's clothing. At least, that's what my mother and sisters had told me. His step-dad was an engineer; the kind who made roads and bridges.I had spoken French; real French; not like what I heard every day in class, with his mother and grandmother, improving my pronunciation, grammar, and accent. Surprisingly, and I'm sure to his mother's embarrassment, Mike had failed French 1 three consecutive years and couldn't speak it worth a damn. Many times, his Nana had suggested that I was really her grandson and that we had been switched at birth. I laughed at that because Mike was born locally while I was born in New Jersey. We lived now in Westchester County, just north of New York City.The afternoon dragged, exactly as I had expected, but eventually the final bell did sound and all of us hustled out of school. I did see my sister who was a sophomore and told her that I was going to visit a classmate and would be home in time for dinner. I did this fairly often, so it was hardly a big deal, although this afternoon definitely would be a big deal; hopefully, an extremely big deal.As planned, Beverly met me at my car and, once I had opened the driver's side door, she slid across, but only far enough for me to sit and close the door. She had my cock out and into her mouth before we were even off the school grounds. A few minutes later, as we approached her home, I asked if it was safe to park in her driveway. “Sure, none of our neighbors get home from work until well after five. It'll be dark by then.” Hell, if it was okay with her, it was fine by me. It wasn't my parents who would be bitching about a non-Jew visiting their daughter.Beverly had me as hard as a rock before I had even turned onto her block and she reluctantly pushed me back into my slacks so we could walk the short distance to her house. Once inside, we shed our clothes and I followed her at the run to her room where she pulled two condom packets from her drawer. She pulled me onto her bed as she opened one of the packets with her teeth before rolling it carefully down my hard, pulsing organ.Once it was in place, she climbed onto my body and slowly lowered herself onto my cock, sighing as her cunt was stretched and filled with my meat. Until this very second, I had been a virgin and I couldn't believe my luck. Neither of us would win any medals for beauty or sexiness. Her small tits bounced with my every thrust, as did her belly and ass, but I didn't care; not then and definitely not over the next few days. I'd have plenty of time to reflect on all of it once her parents returned from their trip.Beverly rode me hard for several minutes, begging me to pinch and twist her clit. Thank God for the Letters section of Playboy or I would have had no idea what she was talking about. Instead, I pulled and twisted her tender tissue until she screamed that she wanted me to use my nails on her. I did and she came; apparently quite hard and a second or two later, so did I. I'd actually lasted somewhat longer than anticipated. I owed Beverly for that, too. My orgasm this morning had taken the edge off and given me a bit more staying power.We lay next to each other, our arms and legs intertwined as we returned to normal. Beverly was kissing me as she removed the gooey filled condom. She had just wrapped it into a Kleenex when I asked, “So, where'd you get this experience? How did you become addicted to fucking and sucking and cum?”“You won't believe me when I tell you. It was sleep-away camp in the boonies of New Hampshire. I've always gone to this camp run by several synagogues in this area. Two summers ago, when I was just seventeen, I worked as a counselor-in-training and this past summer I was a regular counselor. There wasn't much to do at night so we explored each other. I turned eighteen last June, just before school was out. When I was seventeen, we talked about sex a lot, but never really did anything. Last summer though, I went wild. I must have sucked and fucked every counselor, and the three male cooks, too. They were all negroes and very well endowed. I could barely even walk the next morning. The cooks also taught me to suck cock and deep-throat. I love doing that. It's hard to believe that a totally conservative religion would turn out a total whore like me.”“I think that any boyfriend you have and your eventual husband will be an extremely happy and satisfied man.” Beverly smiled, then took me deeply into her mouth. I thought she said, “I hope so,” but it's hard to understand what someone is saying while their mouth is full of cock.We rested for a while then went at it again, this time in what she called “doggie.” Once I was lined up behind her, I understood fully the origins of the term. I especially enjoyed my freedom of movement and my ability to grab her flopping tits and twist her needy clit. I especially liked the way Beverly shook and screamed when she came in this position, and that was often. The first time I heard her I was terrified that I had hurt her in some way. However, I was totally inexperienced then. I was gaining experience at warp speed now thanks to Beverly.We were lying on her bed, recovering from our second session in the past hour when Beverly asked me an important question. “Richard, will you tell all of your friends about me when you get back to school tomorrow?”“No, Beverly. I'll remember this weekend for my entire life and I'll treasure what we have done, but what we do will remain between the two of us. Truthfully, I doubt that anyone would believe me, anyway. I know that we will be limited to just this weekend. But I wish I could find another woman even close to you.”“You know, sometimes wishes can come true. You do know that, don't you?“Sure, and then there's Santa and his elves and Rudolph and the other reindeer; or is it reindeers? I never get that one right.”“Richard, you know I'm Jewish. We don't believe in Christmas, well, not in the religious part. The gift giving part, well, that's another story.”“Don't you do that over Chanukah?”“Yeah, but that's a really minor religious holiday and, contrary to popular belief, we don't get presents on all eight nights. At most, it's the first and last, and I doubt we get any more than you get for Christmas.”“I knew that already. I do have some close Jewish friends, you know. Ricky and Alan, Larry, and Richie; and those are just the guys.”“I know, they're in school with us, and; speaking of school; I think I have my hand on my favorite student. He's becoming bigger and harder every time I stroke him. Soon, I think, he'll get his reward and I'll get mine, too. Yum!”“You know, Beverly, you're really funny.”“Oh no, Richard; there's nothing I take more seriously than a mouthful of semen. I just love the taste and the texture as it slides down my mouth and over my tongue. Even when I scoop it out of my cunt. Don't get me wrong. I liv for the orgasms, but there's nothing that compares to the taste. The best thing about taking it in my cunt is that first I get to cum and then I get to relive it all over again when I dip my fingers in and lick them off. It's like reliving the entire experience. Know what I mean?”“I don't, honestly, but I think I can understand how you feel because it's really special for me, too. I mean, I've jerked off plenty of times and I do love it, but cumming in you; your mouth or your cunt; is the best feeling I've ever had. I love it and I'd never tire of it. Too bad it has to end Saturday night.”“I've been thinking about that, Richard. I'll bet we can get together after school once or twice a week, if only we can find a place, like a dead-end street or some road with no houses or traffic.”“Hmm, maybe, but it can't be too long. I think your mom will get suspicious, or mine, although, ”“Damn! You're probably right, but we can still try. And speaking of trying.” And with that, my now hard cock slid into the depths of her mouth. Only the fact that I had cum less than an hour earlier prevented me from erupting like Vesuvius into her mouth and down her throat. Instead, she sucked me and sucked me. The sensations of her tongue and the roof of her mouth on my organ made me weak in my knees. I was lucky to be lying down or I surely would have fallen as blood rushed from my head into my cock.She shifted position without warning and moved her cunt over my rod so she could slowly slide down. In that moment I could really see the appeal, the euphoria she experienced when my hard man-meat stretched out the muscles in her cunt. I realized the extent of her sheer joy when I heard and saw her sigh in her rapture. Beverly's eyes were closed, but her mouth formed a perfect “O” as she first inhaled and then slowly exhaled. It was clear that she truly loved what she was doing. I thought it was pretty fucking amazing, too.Beverly obviously had a lot more experience than I did. Her motions alone proved that all too clearly. I doubted that she'd had much recently unless she was actively fucking guys from her synagogue, which I doubted because one of them would probably be here instead of me. That would mean that she had fucked and sucked and drank gallons of semen during our two-month summer vacation. How many times could she fuck during those sixty-one days? Sixty? Ninety? A hundred and twenty? Damn! Whatever, it was a shitload of sex! I doubted that even newlyweds had that much. One of them, at least, had to go to work and I knew from personal experience that the male partner had some physical limitations to deal with.Beverly had rocked on my cock for almost ten minutes when her back arched and she screamed at the top of her lungs. It was good timing, because I had been ready to pop for a couple of minutes and I doubted that I could hold back for even another second.She was off me in a flash as her fingers plunged into her cunt, scooping out as much of my crème as possible and plunging her creamy fingers into her hungry mouth. When she had finished with that, she took me into her mouth, not only cleaning my cock, but sucking as much as humanly possible from my wilting organ. When I checked the time, I saw it was already after five. I ran to her bathroom, grabbed a washcloth, and washed down my face and genital area until they were clean and free of the telltale odor of sex. I dressed hurriedly, kissed Beverly good-bye and bolted out the door, knowing that Beverly would have those hungry lips around my cock again tomorrow morning. I got home just before 5:30, just in time to help my sisters prepare the evening's dinner; pork chops. I chuckled at the irony of eating pork after sex with a woman who had likely never tasted the stuff.Friday, March 24, 1961.I drove into Beverly's driveway at 7:43 in the morning, giving us plenty of time before our 8:40 start time. I thought that we would have at least forty minutes for our fun and games before school would open so we could get to our lockers prior to homeroom.Beverly bounded out the door and down the steps just seconds later. She wasn't in the car even thirty seconds when she had my cock out, and in her mouth, licking and sucking as I sat stock still as my body experienced the closest thing to heaven I could possibly imagine. The sensations I experienced were incredible and it was obvious to me that Beverly was enjoying it every bit as much as I did. That was proved wrong when my cock exploded in her mouth and I could see the rapture in her eyes and face as she sucked down every single drop my balls produced. She smiled as she licked her lips. “Delicious, breakfast of champions; that's the way to start the day.”I laughed in response, then got serious. “What do you want to do tonight? Do you want a movie or bowling, or what?”“None of the above, Richard. I want to spend the entire time balling. That's a slang term for fucking, in case you didn't know, although we can spend some of our time with your cock in my mouth, if you want.”“Okay, I'll leave the agenda up to you. Oh, I have to take my sister to the supermarket this afternoon so I can't give you a ride home.”“That's okay, I've walked it plenty of times and we'll make up for it tonight, won't we?”“I certainly hope so,” I replied, a huge smile on my face.As big as that smile had been, it was nothing compared to the smile I had when Beverly opened her door that evening. I had two sisters, but to my knowledge they'd never worn anything like what Beverly was wearing. First of all, it was sheer; so sheer that I could see right through it. Her tits, nipples, navel, and cunt were clearly visible through the gauzy black fabric. On her feet she wore high-heeled slippers. Once she had closed and locked the door, she moved into my arms for a searing kiss, tongue moving deeply into my throat as she led my hand into her already dripping-wet cunt.Breaking the kiss, she moved back and looked up. “I hope you remembered to buy the condoms, lots and lots of condoms.”“Think a dozen will be enough,” I asked as my unoccupied hand dipped into my jacket pocket. Beverly laughed as she put the jacket onto the back of a chair before taking my hand and leading me, once again, to her bedroom. She started to disrobe me on the way so all I had on by the time we walked into the room were my socks. They were off seconds later.I was a bit shocked when the phone rang. I knew that Beverly's family was well off so I wasn't shocked that she had a phone in her room. “Be still and quiet. It's my parents, I'm sure.” She picked up the phone saying, “Hello.” A few seconds later she said, “Hi, Mom. How is the conference? Oh! Too bad. Yeah, I'm in bed reading some of my English assignment. It's one of Shakespeare's sonnets. Yes, it is boring. That's why I'm in bed. If I get tired, I'll just fall asleep and wake up tomorrow morning. Yes, everything is fine. One of my classmates found me while I was walking to school yesterday drove me and volunteered to drive me again this morning.” Then, after waiting a few seconds again, “Yes, I think you know him, Richard Kelly, the boy the kids all call, ‘Ichabod' because he resembles the Disney character. No, he's not insulted by the nickname. He thinks it's funny. Honest! I think he told me that his mother was expecting so he gets to take her car to school. Yes, I know he has one sister in tenth and I think there's another younger one.”Beverly was silent for several minutes so I assumed that her mother was speaking. That was confirmed when Beverly finally spoke again. “Okay, Mom, I'll expect you and Daddy sometime Sunday afternoon. Should I put something on to cook? Great, Chinese it is. I'll have the table set and ice cubes ready for soda to drink.” Then after another pause, “Yes, Mom, the house is all locked up and I have Mrs. Nathan's number right here in case of an emergency. Okay, I miss you, too. Bye.“Thank God that's done. My parents are jewelers and several times a year they go to sales conventions where there are lots of displays and even more lectures on how to market jewelry. I'm sure it's even more boring than it sounds.” Then she took my cock in hand and the evening's festivities began.I was expecting a marathon, but it was even more than I could have imagined. Beverly sucked me twice, swallowing everything I could give her, then she fucked me, dipping her fingers into her cunt so she could swallow even more. I thought she was done when she began to ride me in what she told me was reverse cowgirl. It was far from my favorite because I couldn't see anything that interested me, nor could I easily reach up and worry her tits and nipples. However, she seemed to like it and after the evening I'd had, I could afford a little generosity.We finished that bout around 10:30 and I relaxed on her pillow with Beverly lying on my body while she idly played with my cock. “You know what, Richard? I think I'm in love with your cock.”I had to laugh. “I think you'd be in love with any cock that could produce enough semen for you.”“There's some truth to that, but yours is just the right length and the perfect width for me. I just love the way you stretch me out when you enter me. A smaller and thinner one just doesn't do it for me and I've had quite a few like that. Everyone thinks that bigger is always better, but a cock that's too long will bang into my cervix on every stroke and that hurts like you wouldn't believe. Same with too thick; I've had a few like that, too. They feel good while we're fucking, but the next day I'm so sore that I can barely walk. Yours stretches me out and I know I've been fucked the next day, but I'm not in serious pain; just a little discomfort, which actually feels good. My cunt was just a little sore this morning and tomorrow it will be even more, but that just makes me want more. Think we can make a plaster cast of this?”“Talk about uncomfortable! Ouch! Say, think I could grab a quick shower before I leave tonight? I have to work tomorrow morning.”“Sure, but I'm not finished with you yet. I'm betting you have one more load in you tonight.” I groaned, but down deep I was thrilled to be so strongly and sexually desired. I lay with my head on her pillow, allowing Beverly to do all of the work. I wasn't surprised to take more than fifteen minutes to get hard enough to allow us to have a really good fuck, and that was exactly what we had. She rode me cowgirl, ramming her clit into my abdominals, for almost twenty minutes before I felt the rumbling. She had already cum three more times so she hopped off and spun around, bringing her mouth to my gooey cock. It went deep into her mouth just before I dribbled into her mouth and throat. I'd love to say that I erupted, but after tonight's marathon I felt I was lucky to dribble. There was a little semen that Beverly savored, rolling it over her tongue, swishing it back and forth in her mouth until she finally swallowed. “Okay, you can use the shower next door on the left.”“Sure, if I can actually walk that far. I think you've destroyed me.” She laughed and lightly slapped my ass as I struggled out of the room. The shower was quick, just a quick rinse to get the odor of sex off my body. Ten minutes later I was drying off when Beverly walked in carrying my clothes and shoes. I dressed in another five and kissed her good-bye, locking the door behind me when I left.I walked quietly into my home at 12:15 and I was in bed and asleep less than five minutes later. Beverly had done a great job of wearing me out. All the same, I was up at eight and eating breakfast with my family by 8:15. “How was the bowling, Richard? You got in pretty late, didn't you?”“Yeah, Mom; for some reason the lanes were very crowded. We had to wait for almost two hours for just one lane. Having five guys on one lane makes for very slow bowling. We only had time for two games, instead of our usual three. Tony finally called it quits. He has to go to work with his dad's construction company this morning. I think he had to be on the job at eight.”“Well, it's nice you have such good friends.”“Yeah, unfortunately all of that will change in a few months.”“That's progress, dear. We all grow older and meet new and different friends, although I still have a few from high school. Then again, I've lived in the same area for all of my life. You'll be going away to college, but I'm sure you'll make new friends. Anything on tap for tonight.”“Yeah, Mom. I don't know if you've ever met Beverly Vincman. I ran into her Thursday, I think, and offered her a ride to school and home again. I'm sure you red about the rapist in the area in the newspaper. I'd feel terrible if I could have given her a ride, but didn't and something happened to her. I told her I'd give her a ride both ways until the guy is caught.”“That's very sweet of you. I'm glad you're so considerate.”“Yeah, well, she invited me to a party with a small group of her friends tonight. I'll be sure to be home by twelve.”“I think you can make it one if you promise not to have anything to drink, and no kidding around with that horrible sense of humor you have.”I gave her a look that showed just how offended I was. “Moi?” I hadn't taken six years of French for nothing.Mom laughed and then told me, “Yes, you! And none of your fancy foreign languages. You know I took mostly sciences in high school and there's not much call for an RN to speak French around here. Now finish your breakfast and get your ass to work!” I was supposed to be there by nine and I was four minutes early.To be continued, by senor longo.

The pod opens by addressing the dilemma many of us face as we try to not raise politics in every conversation, despite it impacting almost every facet of our lives, and the ladies reveal a new word that we can all begin using more often to express how we feel. And no, it doesn't begin with c...Then it's onto Starmer's defense spending announcement which was so significant that the Reform poster boys, or Putin's poodles as they should affectionately be known, didn't even bother to turn up to. There's a rundown of the latest craziness coming out of The US, which the ladies have kindly set to some retro music to make it more palatable, before delving into Trump's new grift: selling US citizenship for $5 million apiece - and would you believe it? The maths doesn't add up.After more discussion about how the land of the free is becoming less free by the day, there's some chat about Musk's first cabinet meeting as the de-facto president before the topic turns to THAT Trump-Gaza AI video.But worry not, because there are some lighter underrated tweets to leave you feeling hopeful and a delicious French pudding to boot. Thank you for sharing and do tweet us @MarinaPurkiss @jemmaforte @TheTrawlPodcastPatreonhttps://patreon.com/TheTrawlPodcastYoutubehttps://www.youtube.com/@TheTrawlTwitterhttps://twitter.com/TheTrawlPodcastBlueSkyhttps://bsky.app/profile/thetrawl.bsky.socialCreated and Produced by Jemma Forte & Marina PurkissEdited by Max Carrey

A re-release of last year's Poodle episode on Party Girl, after our two sold-out screenings at Thornbury Picture House earlier this week!Join the Hogg Hive (aka our members' only club) at Patreon.com/SeeAlso for ad-free episodes, bonus content and more

In this episode, Mattie and Poodle talk about the best and the worst of the Super Bowl commercials, and delve into the shadowy origins of Valentine's Day. Poodle names 2025‘s newest trend. The new season of Love is Blind has dropped, have y'all watched? Don't forget to subscribe to our $5 to listen to all 6 episodes dropping midnight! https://www.patreon.com/collection/138389?view=expanded LA Sissies, come watch Chris Farah's show  “Hookin' For Love” with Jake on Piano and Matt performs with Chris! https://www.eventbrite.com/e/fancys-hookin-for-love-tickets-1128390399059?utm_experiment=test_share_listing&aff=ebdsshios WANT EPISODES COMMERCIAL-FREE? Join the $8 Tier! JOIN RealityGays+ for exclusive content  + Patreon  https://www.patreon.com/RealityGays or  + Supercast  https://realitygaysmulti.supercast.com/  + Apple Subscriptions https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/reality-gays-with-mattie-and-poodle/id1477555097  Click here for all things RG!  https://linktr.ee/RealityGays To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

50 years ago, a 20-something Peter Weir decided to hypnotise us away from the possibility of solutions when he adapted Joan Lindsay's novel into the Australian gothic horror classic, Picnic at Hanging Rock. On Valentine's day in 1900, the students from Miss Appleyard's depart their fortress-like school in rural Victoria for a lazy afternoon at the base of Hanging Rock. The hot wind blows in, the clocks stop, the girls peel off their stockings and, as the ants descend on the remains of the picnic, four girls ascend the rock, along with one of their teachers. Only one of them returns. As people hear of the mysterious disappearances, search parties break out, but only one girl is recovered, missing her corset and her memory of what happened at Hanging Rock. As are we all. Because if you need an ending you're a bit weak in the head.See AlsoThe Secret of Hanging Rock available on eBay or via this PDFJoan Linsday's memoir 'Time Without Clocks' published in 1962Mulberry Hill, Joan's house which is now owned by the National TrustInterview with producer Pat Lovell in Cinema Papers from 1976Scan of the scriptDeleted scene of Mrs Appleyard at the rock NFSA page that includes info about the costumes and deleted scenes and stills, interviews with cast and crewJudith Dorsman's dollsMartin Sharp's Tiny Tim concert film is on Plex and his unfinished doc Street of Dreams is on YouTubeThe BeguiledThe FitsUmbrella's Making of Picnic at Hanging Rock – part 1 and part 2Magic Dirt's She-Riff videoThe Fast Forward sketch Anne Lambert on ABC's just Between UsNew adaptation from Sydney Theatre Company playing 17 February – 5 April 2025 Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

AutoKarenPhobia. Missi-friggin-sippi. Can you check my pockets? Scoot McAffleck. The Shampoo Debate. Dip your Poodle. Puzzle Pint Go Bag. Born with Flouride Suckers in Their Mouths. I just doxxed Lyfteeeeees. Brian of the Nice Face. Unexpected Olive Oil. Show Me the Moneys. Get for content pissed. So, you've got this zombie tooth. What the Fuqua with TV's Travis and more on this episode of The Morning Stream. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

AutoKarenPhobia. Missi-friggin-sippi. Can you check my pockets? Scoot McAffleck. The Shampoo Debate. Dip your Poodle. Puzzle Pint Go Bag. Born with Flouride Suckers in Their Mouths. I just doxxed Lyfteeeeees. Brian of the Nice Face. Unexpected Olive Oil. Show Me the Moneys. Get for content pissed. So, you've got this zombie tooth. What the Fuqua with TV's Travis and more on this episode of The Morning Stream. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

SummaryIn this conversation, Tara Moriarty discusses her journey into the world of service dogs, the challenges of finding and training them, and the importance of understanding their role in supporting individuals with disabilities. The discussion covers the costs associated with obtaining a service dog, the various training methods, and the misconceptions that the public holds about service dogs and their handlers. This conversation delves into the distinctions between service dogs and emotional support animals, emphasizing the legal definitions and roles of each. It explores the challenges faced by service dog owners, including the need for proper training and support systems. The discussion highlights the importance of planning for the future care of service dogs, especially for individuals with degenerative conditions. Additionally, it covers the process of finding the right dog and trainer, advocating for positive reinforcement training methods, and the significance of using food as a motivational tool in dog training.Chapters00:00 Introduction to Service Dogs and Their Importance03:13 The Cost and Accessibility of Service Dogs06:07 The Journey into Dog Training08:52 Understanding Dog Behavior and Training Methods12:06 The Need for Service Dogs: When is it Time?14:59 Choosing the Right Breed for Service Dogs17:45 Public Misconceptions About Service Dogs25:50 Understanding Service Dogs vs. Emotional Support Animals29:08 Navigating the Challenges of Service Dog Ownership31:55 Preparing for a Service Dog: Key Considerations34:22 Finding the Right Dog and Trainer38:53 The Importance of Positive Reinforcement in Training44:57 Innovative Training Techniques and ResourcesTakeawaysService dogs can be very expensive, ranging from $20,000 to $40,000.Nonprofits may offer lower-cost options, but availability is limited.Training a service dog can be a complex and costly process.Understanding dog behavior is crucial for effective training.Positive reinforcement is a more effective training method than punishment.Many people consider getting a service dog too late in their journey.The right breed for a service dog is less important than temperament.Labradors, Goldens, and Poodles are commonly recommended breeds.Public misconceptions about service dogs can lead to challenges for handlers.Emotional support is not a task that qualifies a dog as a service dog. Service dogs are task-trained to mitigate specific disabilities.Emotional support animals provide comfort but lack legal recognition as service animals.It's crucial to have a plan for the care of a service dog as health conditions change.Choosing the right breed is essential for first-time service dog owners.Positive reinforcement is key to effective dog training.Finding a qualified dog trainer can significantly impact training success.Service dog tasks are tailored to individual needs and circumstances.Proper training and socialization are vital for service dogs to function in public.Planning ahead for a service dog's future is necessary for responsible ownership.Using food as a reward can enhance training and strengthen the bond with your dog.Keywordsservice dogs, dog training, psychiatric service dogs, emotional support, dog behavior, training methods, cost of service dogs, choosing a service dog, public misconceptions, service dogs, emotional support animals, training, positive reinforcement, disability, dog ownership, service dog tasks, finding a trainer, dog breeds, service dog laws Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

This week Kate Jinx is joined by comedian & film lover/critic/chameleon Alexei Toliopoulos to talk about Gillian Armstrong's 1982 film with that "little something extra" – Starstruck! A musical extravaganza that is So Sydney, complete with a pub under a Harbour Bridge pylon, a talent show at the Sydney Opera House (or is it the Seymour Centre) and a gig at the Lizard Lounge aka the Bondi Pavillion. A breakout role for Jo Kennedy, it's still way too underseen but Jinx and Alexei are on a mission to make everyone watch it as many times as they have.Join the Hogg Hive on Patreon to hear Alexei's Also Alsos coming soon!See Alsos:Alexei's interview with Gillian Armstrong for the Sunburnt Screens podcastJo Kennedy in Tender Hooks (dir. Mary Callaghan, 1989) on YouTubeThe incredible Starstruck costumes at NFSA:Kate's Rediscovering Starstruck piece by Kate (as seen on Wikipedia!): https://www.theguardian.com/film/2017/aug/01/rediscovering-starstruck-gillian-armstrongs-80s-rock-musical-extravaganzaThe Coca–Cola Kid (dir. Dušan Makavejev, 1985) Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Welcome to SEASON 9!! MIT Technology Review science editor (and former Weirdest Thing champ) Mary Beth Griggs joins the show to talk about self-sealing seal noses. Plus, Laura jumps on to talk about poodles running the Iditarod, and Rachel explains why orange cats are... you know. Like that. Get tickets for our upcoming LIVE SHOW right here! https://caveat.nyc/events/the-weirdest-thing-i-learned-this-week-2-8-2025 The Weirdest Thing I Learned This Week is a podcast by Popular Science. Share your weirdest facts and stories with us in our Facebook group or tweet at us! Click here to learn more about all of our stories!  Links to Rachel's TikTok, Newsletter, Merch Store and More: https://linktr.ee/RachelFeltman  Rachel now has a Patreon, too! Follow her for exclusive bonus content: https://www.patreon.com/RachelFeltman Link to Jess' Twitch: https://www.twitch.tv/jesscapricorn -- Follow our team on Twitter Rachel Feltman: www.twitter.com/RachelFeltman Produced by Jess Boddy: www.twitter.com/JessicaBoddy Popular Science: www.twitter.com/PopSci Theme music by Billy Cadden: https://open.spotify.com/artist/6LqT4DCuAXlBzX8XlNy4Wq?si=5VF2r2XiQoGepRsMTBsDAQ Thanks to our Sponsors! Get started today at https://chime.com/WEIRDEST Chime. Feels like Progress. Get an additional 20% OFF the @honeylove Holiday sale by going to https://honeylove.com/WEIRDEST! #honeylovepod Upgrade your closet this year without the upgraded price tag. Go to https://Quince.com/weirdest for 365-day returns, plus free shipping on your order! Stop putting off those doctors appointments and go to https://www.Zocdoc.com/WEIRDEST to find and instantly book a top-rated doctor today. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Arcand kicks off the show with his 6 O'clock headlines looking at the Celtics' bad loss to the Lakers, the Bruins getting payback on the Senators, and Pete Carroll back in the coaching room.

Episode 491 - Steven Joseph - Fiction, Nonfiction Author, Possibly Cranky, Lawyer and Run-On SentencesEmbracing the Culture, Celebrating Milestones, and Achieving ZenSteven Joseph is a first-generation American, veteran attorney, negotiator, prolific speaker, and a modern humorist. He's a real New Yorker. A fully cured overweight person, Steven is a five times Boston Marathon runner and 16 times NYC Marathon runner – balancing it all perfectly through the art of Zen.Yet Steven believes he is smart enough to know that he hasn't figured everything out, except for crankinessEmbracing Crankiness One Book at a TimeSteven Joseph is an excellent attorney and a remarkable writer. He's gone from writing comprehensive legal briefs to penning award-winning fiction and nonfiction books for children and adults.Being a son of a Holocaust Survivor, Steven recognizes and celebrates his Jewish heritage. Most of his writing is based on the concept of survival, which was ubiquitous in the household he grew up in, and acknowledgment which, he learned through his zen practice. As a crankiness expert, Steven can help you manage your emotions, embrace your crankiness, and improve communication with friends and family.Steven is the author of the Mom's Choice Award-winning The Last Surviving Dinosaur: The TyrantoCrankaTsuris and The Crankatsuris Method: A Grownup Guide to Effective Crankinessthat , and the forthcoming Snoodles, Kidoodles, Poodles, and Lots and Lots of Noodles. Sign up to stay informed.https://www.stevenjosephauthor.com/Support the show___https://livingthenextchapter.com/podcast produced by: https://truemediasolutions.ca/Coffee Refills are always appreciated, refill Dave's cup here, and thanks!https://buymeacoffee.com/truemediaca

Mattie and Poodle talk about 2024's “Word of the Year,” as well as the new Cher autobiography, Netflix's “Black Doves,” and whether Wolverine is a pitcher or a catcher. --- WANT EPISODES COMMERCIAL-FREE? Join the $8 Tier! Share the gift of gay all year round! https://www.patreon.com/RealityGays/gift JOIN RealityGays+ for exclusive content  + Patreon  https://www.patreon.com/RealityGays or  + Supercast  https://realitygaysmulti.supercast.com/  + Apple Subscriptions https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/reality-gays-with-mattie-and-poodle/id1477555097  To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Today the Fat One debuts the New Ham Map. Click on the link at the top of the page or go to podcastmaps.com/hammap. There's also a recap of the weekend that included Friday at Fatty's, a roadie gentleman caller, preparations for Leather Weather Weekend and soup! Happy National Peach Melba Day.

A poodle puppy makes an unusual friend at the dog shelter.Written especially for this podcast by Alice.  If you enjoyed this story, please do leave us a review.  And, if you'd like to suggest an animal for a future Animal Tales story, you can do so by emailing podcast@animaltales.uk. We would love to hear from you.  Animal Tales Books!Collections of Animal Tales stories are available to buy exclusively at Amazon. Simply search for Animal Tales Short Stories or follow this link: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0CLJQZ9C9?binding=paperback&ref=dbs_dp_sirpi Become a PREMIUM SubscriberYou can now enjoy Animal Tales by becoming a Premium Subscriber. This gets you:All episodes in our catalogue advert freeBonus Premium-only episodes (one per week) which will never be used on the main podcastWe guarantee to use one of your animal suggestions in a storyYou can sign up through Apple Podcasts or through Supercast and there are both monthly and yearly plans available.   Discover a brand new story every Monday, Wednesday and Friday – just for you!  You can find more Animal Tales at https://www.spreaker.com/show/animal-tales-the-kids-story-podcast A Note About The AdvertsIn order to allow us to make these stories we offer a premium subscription and run adverts. The adverts are not chosen by us, but played automatically depending on the platform you listen through (Apple Podacsts, Spotify, etc) and the country you live in. The adverts may even be different if you listen to the story twice.  We have had a handful of instances where an advert has played that is not suitable for a family audience, despite the podcast clearly being labelled for children. If you're concerned about an advert you hear, please contact the platform you are listening to directly. Spotify, in particular, has proven problematic in the past, for both inappropriate adverts and the volume at which the adverts play. If you find this happening, please let Spotify know via their Facebook customer care page.  As creators, we want your child's experience to be a pleasurable one. Running adverts is necessary to allow us to operate, but please do consider the premium subscription service as an alternative – it's advert free.

*This is the final part of our epic 4-parter* We join forces with the glorious homos Mattie and Poodle of The Reality Gays (instagram.com/realitygayspodcast/ ) to take on our annual Christmas movie trash talking bonus spree. This year's delight is Hot Frosty, a Netflix movie where Gretchen Weiner tries to melt off Frosty the Snowman's weiner. It's great for the whole frigid family! New episodes will be posted daily throughout the week. To watch them all on video and get our bonus episodes, join us at the Crappens on Demand level at Patreon.com/watchwhatcrappens. See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

*This is part 3 of 4* We join forces with the glorious homos Mattie and Poodle of The Reality Gays (instagram.com/realitygayspodcast/ ) to take on our annual Christmas movie trash talking bonus spree. This year's delight is Hot Frosty, a Netflix movie where Gretchen Weiner tries to melt off Frosty the Snowman's weiner. It's great for the whole frigid family! New episodes will be posted daily throughout the week. To watch them all on video and get our bonus episodes, join us at the Crappens on Demand level at Patreon.com/watchwhatcrappens. See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

A holiday episode out from behind the paywall while we take a small break – but back next week with a Best of 2024 episode just for the Hogg Hive! Join The Hogg Hive on Patreon for access to all our special episodes.This week, See Also is wishing you a happy new year – twice! – with the most perfect rom-com to ever exist: When Harry Met Sally. They discuss the two iconic pairings: Nora Ephron and Rob Reiner, Meg Ryan and Billy Crystal. And they dig into the wagon wheel coffee table, Baby Fish-Mouth, “Thin. Pretty. Big tits. Your basic nightmare.”, going on a road trip with a man asking BL for the story of her life, imagine giving a Dorit "carcass out" drink order on a plane, this is in the Drop Dead Fred extended universe, being someone's weekday girlfriend, Harry's from Haddenfield like Michael Meyers, pesto is the quiche of the 80s, the Puck building on Lafayette St, Meg Ryan as queen of the rom-com, “This is a talk piece,” days of the week underpants ARE funny!, Don't fuck with Mr Zero, a very cold hard mexican ceramic tile, "On the side is a very big thing for you", Princess Diana thinks it's so naughty.See Also:Nora Ephron on Desk Set When Harry Met Sally remembered by Alice Behind the Scenes French KissCrossing DelanceyHeartburnPostcards from the EdgeDerek Guy: HOW TO RECREATE EVERY GOOD OUTFIT IN HARRY MET SALLY

*This is part 2 of 4* We join forces with the glorious homos Mattie and Poodle of The Reality Gays (instagram.com/realitygayspodcast/ ) to take on our annual Christmas movie trash talking bonus spree. This year's delight is Hot Frosty, a Netflix movie where Gretchen Weiner tries to melt off Frosty the Snowman's weiner. It's great for the whole frigid family! New episodes will be posted daily throughout the week. To watch them all on video and get our bonus episodes, join us at the Crappens on Demand level at Patreon.com/watchwhatcrappens. See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

*This is part one of a four part recap* We join forces with the glorious homos Mattie and Poodle of The Reality Gays (instagram.com/realitygayspodcast/ ) to take on our annual Christmas movie trash talking bonus spree. This year's delight is Hot Frosty, a Netflix movie where Gretchen Weiner tries to melt off Frosty the Snowman's weiner. It's great for the whole frigid family! New episodes will be posted daily throughout the week. To watch them all on video and get our bonus episodes, join us at the Crappens on Demand level at Patreon.com/watchwhatcrappens. See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

To match our recent See Also presents Carol cinema screenings, we've pulled out this classic ep from a few Christmases ago. Join The Hogg Hive on Patreon to hear last week's mini ep and an upcoming Best Of 2024.For a very special holiday Poodle, Kate is joined by Chelsea Fairless, co-host of Every Outfit for a virtual glove-lunch. Together, they play 1950s and devolve into "dyke debauchery" while discussing our fave and yours: Carol, based on crime novelist Patricia Highsmith's "The Price of Salt" starring Cate Blanchett and Rooney Mara. They cover the martinis and creamed spinach, Our Cate's voice and her period-inappropriate manicure. Also: Alsos!See Also:The original short story Carol/The Price of Salt is based onScreenwriter Phyllis Nagy discussing the way the film finally came togetherKate McKinnon's Carol parody for the Film Independent Spirit AwardsKing Princess song 1950, inspired by CarolForbidden Love: The Passions behind Patricia Highsmith's "The Price of Salt""Carol" Up CloseWatch Also:TárLoving Highsmith (with caveats discussed in the episode)Nelly & NadineWord is Out: These are the Stories of Some of our LivesThe Children's HourThe Killing of Sister GeorgeDesert HeartsHigh ArtThe L Word & The L Word: Generation Q (LOL)Also Alsos:Chels recommends: Byredo lipstick in Subtropical, Lana Del Rey - Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean BlvdJinxy recommends: her Zodiac Club extended playlist on Spotify, Gay Bar: Why We Went Out by Jamie Atherton Lin, Je Tu Il Elle Find us on Instagram @seealsopodcast Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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New Season Y'all! And Mattie couldn't be more excited when Poodle agreed to cover this show! This episode is amazing... And almost two hours long. Enjoy! Six couples on the brink of breakup arrive at a resort for intensive therapy. The couples must work through infidelity, lack of intimacy, and distrust in order to move forward together. Will the resort save them or break them? --- WANT EPISODES COMMERCIAL-FREE? Join the $8 Tier!

Meet Lake County's top K9 trainer. Alex is world famous and a master animal trainer. Tune in to hear about police dogs and Guinness Book records and amazing stories of animal training.  Meet Alex, the dog trainer of dog trainers, sharing his incredible journey from childhood adventures with his first German Shepherd to becoming a world-renowned expert. Alex's passion for dogs began in Chicago with a protective pup named Lady, leading him to a lifelong career in dog training. From working with mentors like Willie Nicker, who trained thousands of dogs during WWII, to mastering the art of training aggressive animals, Alex has dedicated his life to understanding and teaching dogs. His unique approach involves praising dogs, a method he learned to embrace after years of experience. Alex's journey has taken him to national stages, performing with his talented dogs on shows like Jay Leno and David Letterman. With numerous Guinness World Records under his belt, Alex continues to innovate in the world of dog training. Follow along for more stories and insights from this legendary trainer and his star poodle, Pappy. #DogTraining #PappyThePoodle #Inspiration

This is an encore episode featuring Alicia Bognanno of Bully who came on the show back in August of 2023 to celebrate the life of her Husky, German Shepherd, Chow and Pit Bull mix Mezzie whose loss influenced much of the writing of her critically acclaimed LP Lucky For You. We also learn all about her Chihuahua, Rat terrier, Poodle mix Papa who was best friends with Mezzie but polar opposites in personality and behavior. Bully is currently supporting Suki Waterhouse on her Sparklemuffin tour that runs through to December 21st. For dates and tickets visit sukiwaterhouse.tv/#tour Alicia chose to give her shout out to Wag and Walks who are a 501(c)(3) nonprofit organization and dedicated community of dog lovers working to reduce euthanasia in local shelters and increase awareness of rescue dogs being wonderful pets. To adopt, foster, volunteer or donate go to wagsandwalks.org For more pics and clips of Alicia, Mezzie, Papa and all our guests and their dogs follow us on Instagram at rockerdogpodcast

Hey Y'all! In the spirit of giving thanks to all our listeners and spending time with your families (whether Y'all celebrate or not) , Y'all will find out why this episode was off the rails when Poodle recounts another story from his childhood.... We're putting out this episode on our public feed- this originally aired last week on our Pu Pu Platter tier of Reality Gays+ Enjoy! To hear more of these episodes, subscribe to our $5 tier! Do you want COMMERCIAL-FREE? Join the $8 Tier!

Talking with Dan and the fluffy poodle all about what he does how he got started really talked about his life deep stories very great story and also talking all about his service poodle Fluffy amazing tricks and trained things the poodle can do very cool must listen go listen and comment tell me what you think

The Fat One closes out the week with the anniversarium Poodle's first appearance on the LITTLE show plus LOTS of celebrations of Exiting the Birth Canal and a quick recap of the Fat One's Day. Below is show art created by Apple Snack Intelligence of the Fat One. Happy National Clean Out Your Refrigerator Day. … Continue reading BFO4379 – I Was Blueberry Hill…

A reminder that you can support See Also on Patreon!As a member of the Hogg Hive, you'll get:Ad-free versions of every See AlsoA minimum of 6 extra ad-free episodes of See Also every year, including over the holidays and next weekFurther discounted codes for live showsOur eternal love, duhMaybe you're in need of some comfort watching right now, and with the holidays just around the corner we've got three little words for you: You've Got Mail. This week Kate drops in on her dear pal and author Dan Jones on an autumnal day in New York to talk about Nora Ephron's beloved 1998 romcom starring Meg Ryan, Tom Hanks, Parker Posey and ... Dave Chappelle?! Over a tumble of pumpkins and gourds, Dan and Kate talk haircuts, surprise cameos, catfishing and cosiness vs capitalism.See AlsosYou've Got Mail oral history in Vanity FairYou've Got Mail shooting locations by Refinery 29Out & About in the New York TimesArt of the Title interview with graphic designers Milton Glaser, Walter Bernard and Mirko IlićDan recommends 3 New York indie bookstoresQueer Bookstore at the CenterBooks Are MagicThe Center for Fiction Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Dana In The Morning Highlights 11/8NASA announced a new lunar-terrain vehicle on display @ Space Center HoustonBlue Bell welcomes a new flavor for the holidays - Christmas Cookie!Briar Forest resident manages to corral and save a couple of poodles

Poodles? Pasta? Pitches we can't explain? NO! Let's talk about something else. Maybe the new frappe? It's pretty good, maybe too sweet. Nanny cams? God? How about the handwriting of our mothers.

*This is part 2 Tigerlily and Adnan work through a big fight. Tensions between Rayne and Chidi's sister come to head. Niles buys Matilda a ring. Vanja is smitten with Bozo despite past transgressions. Brian and Ingrid get physical. Loren promises to be faithful. Part 2  Poodle's Birthday Broadway Corner 5.54 Niles / Matilda: 20.19 Brian/Ingrid 35.36 Vanja/ Bojo 46.25 --- WANT EPISODES COMMERCIAL-FREE? Join the $8 Tier! JOIN RealityGays+ for exclusive content  + Patreon  https://www.patreon.com/RealityGays or  + Supercast  https://realitygaysmulti.supercast.com/  + Apple Subscriptions https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/reality-gays-with-mattie-and-poodle/id1477555097  Click here for all things RG!  https://linktr.ee/RealityGays To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

We're both overseas at the moment so pulled this classic ep out of the archives!This week, Kate and Brodie are digging into the source material, backstory, iconic moments and sexy highlighter costumes of the outcast classic: Romy and Michele's High School Reunion. Jinxy also coins a great new abbreev: et cet. There might not be Also Alsos this week, but don't worry, there's still plenty of further reading and ideas to Add To Cart – or at least Open in New Tab.It's 1997 and Romy White and Michele Weinberger, best friends and fun cool party girls who live in Venice Beach, find out their 10 year high school reunion is coming up. As all the old, buried teenage insecurities re-emerge, Romy insists they need to improve themselves before coming face-to-face with their high school bullies, by getting more impressive jobs, finding boyfriends and SOMEHOW losing weight. Once they get closer to the event, they find themselves lying about their lives and losing one another for a few hours, before reuniting just in time to resolve all their high school trauma with (what else?) a dance scene.See AlsosMira Sorvino's Oscars speechLA times review of Ladies' RoomRonan Farrow's early reporting on WeinsteinAn Oral History of Romy and Michele's High School ReunionJaneane Garofalo Never Sold Out. What a ReliefHow Hollywood can make it up to the actresses Harvey Weinstein smearedMira Sorvino answers all our Romy and Michele questionsWatch AlsoThe ComebackReality BitesFind us on Instagram @seealsopodcast Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Dateline has finally emerged from it's summer cocoon and at long last it's time for the Season 33 Premiere! Dateline's resident Monarch Andrea Canning brings us the case of Katelyn Markham, a beloved young art student who goes missing just as she is about to take flight into the world. This case has red herrings and red flags, scapegoat carnies/festies, and True Crime Tickers. It's an ear-twisting, glass blowing, White Collar wild ride. Join Kimberly and Katie as they discuss THE BUTTERFLY! Official Description from NBCU: A young Ohio woman vanishes one summer night, prompting her community to conduct a massive search. When she's found dead, investigators work to uncover her killer. Andrea Canning reports. Check out Kimberly as a guest on some of our FAVORITE podcasts!  These Are Their Stories with Rebecca and Kevin talking about Law & Order SVU!  Surviving Reality with Carly and Corey talking about Plathville! Reality Gays Patreon with Poodle talking about Love After Lockup! This episode is dedicated to two FABULOUS Patroni, Emily from Michigan and Angela from California. Do we think that you gals are the best? Yes, yes we do. Can we ever thank you enough for your support? No, no, we can't.  Support A Date With Dateline by starting your holiday shopping early with some deals from our sponsors!  Are you sheeting us? You still haven't treated yourself to Boll and Branch bedding? Enjoy 20% off plus free shipping on your first set of sheets at BollAndBranch.com with promo code DATEDATELINE. Limited time only. Exclusions apply. See site for details. We love newspapers.com!!!! This makes such a unique gift, the gift of information for anyone in your life interested in history, crime solving and cold cases, genealogy, or the secrets that the island you just moved to is trying to hide from you. Use the code 'DatewithDateline' for an exclusive 20% discount on your subscription! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Wherein a wild trip to Sin City tests faith and friendships, and puts marriages in jeopardy. --- Check out more of Poodle here: https://www.realitygays.com/episodes/ https://www.instagram.com/realitygayspodcast/ https://www.tiktok.com/@realitygayspod --- — Please support us by giving us a 5-star review on Apple Podcast, Spotify, Amazon Music or any podcast app of your choice. Patron supporters get EXCLUSIVE content such us a live every first Monday of the month. Follow us! Instagram, X and TikTok: @docusweeties @justcallmewah @Chrislfarah Patreon.com/docusweeties (http://Patreon.com/docusweeties) Join us on our Facebook group!  https://www.facebook.com/groups/6702616296426962 --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/docusweeties/support

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Monday Moves is back! This week I'm chatting about my recent encounter with a giant poodle, resulting in an ankle roll and a possible defering of my NYC Marathon 2024! I am also sharing some product highlights from the worlds of running, triathlon, cycling and wellness. And yes, a few of my fave things from the week-what im watching, listening to, and doing here in NYC. Mentioned in this episode: Canyon, Nix Hydration Biosensors, TrainingPeaks, SiPhox Health, Emily In Paris, Patricia Field, Dr. Stacey Sims, Andrew Huberman & Huberman Lab, Nike, Adidas and more. OFFERS SiPhox Health: 20% Off First Purchase SiPhoxhealth.com/marnionthemove CONNECT Marni On The Move Instagram, TikTok, LinkedIn, or YouTube` Marni Salup on Instagram and Spotify SUBSCRIBE TO OUR NEWSLETTER Sign up for our weekly newsletter, Do What Moves You, for Marni on the Move updates, exclusive offers, invites to events, and exciting news! SUPPORT THE PODCAST Leave us a review on Apple. It's easy, scroll through the episode list on your podcast app, click on five stars, click on leave a review, and share what you love about the conversations you're listening to. Tell your friends to what you love on social. Screenshot or share directly from our stories the episode you're listening to, tag us and the guests.  

Mel Giedroyc hosts as the couples get together for an explosive reunion with shocking revelations, big announcements and some surprise guests.Poodle's Big brother corner starts at: 33:10- 42:00 Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

In this episode, The Counselors learn about the LIES that big Hello Kitty have been spreading, a friendly orange lobster with big dreams, poodle skirts, and being trapped in the Tampa airport. Works Cited:➜ Charlie Sawyer. “The Internet Just Found out That Hello Kitty Isn't a Cat, and They're Not Coping Well.” SCREENSHOT Media, SCREENSHOT Media, 22 July 2024. ➜ Amy Beth Hanson. “Meet Crush, the Rare Orange Lobster Diverted from Dinner Plate to Aquarium by Denver Broncos Fans.” AP News, AP News, 19 July 2024. Check out our website: campcounselorspodcast.comBonus Content: patreon.com/campcounselorsSubmit your advice needed, juicy gossip, confessions, and horror stories at campcounselorspodcast.com Camp Songs Spotify Playlist: https://spoti.fi/3qyK0riCamp Songs YouTube Playlist: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLg9-jhcwB2oYDvLR8zGn8t8rS0q_umm8J Camp Counselors TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@campcounselorspodCamp Counselors Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/campcounselorspod/Camp Counselors Twitter: https://twitter.com/_campcounselors

Poodle's Eurovision Corner starts at around: 5:55Check out our complete list of shows here: https://linktr.ee/RealityGays Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.