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Building a brand is about more than just what happens in the marketplace—it's about what happens in the hallway. On this episode of On Brand, I'm joined by Josh Block, President of Block Imaging and author of People Matter @ Work, to explore why the health of your internal culture is the ultimate predictor of your brand's external strength. Josh shares his journey of taking over a family business at 29 and the hard lessons he learned about how “responsible” decisions can fracture trust, and how he ultimately scaled a global organization by operationalizing the belief that people truly matter. What You'll Learn in This Episode How to identify the small well-intentioned decisions that quietly erode trust before performance slips The difference between unearthing authentic values and picking generic ones off a poster Why the shift from me leadership to we leadership requires the humility to democratize capabilities How to use the laughter test as a rapid diagnostic for the health and safety of your culture The internal work required to move from healthcare business to a mission-driven second chance at life Episode Chapters (00:00) Intro (01:41) Why Culture is the Ultimate Predictor of Brand Strength (02:41) The Erosion of Trust in Well-Intentioned Decisions (04:22) Why Culture Collapses Quietly Long Before Performance (07:34) Moving Beyond Soft Skills to Cultural Systems (09:15) The Shift from Me Leadership to We Leadership (12:46) When Correct Decisions are Culturally Costly (14:52) How to Operationalize Values Without the Posters (16:53) Building Brand from the Inside Out Through Storytelling (22:17) The Laughter Test for Cultural Health (24:30) A Brand That Made the Guest Smile About Josh Block Josh Block is the President of Block Imaging and the author of People Matter @ Work. With nearly three decades of experience, Josh has navigated the complexities of scaling a global organization while maintaining a deep focus on the transformative power of workplace communities. After being handed the presidency of his family's company at age 29, he learned firsthand how leadership pressure can fracture trust and spent the subsequent years refining a system of transparency and shared ownership. Today, he leads a team dedicated to providing a second chance at life through medical imaging services, proving that organizational growth and human connection are inextricably linked. What Brand Has Made Josh Smile Recently? Josh recently found himself smiling during his buying experience at a Tesla dealership. Comparing the typical dread of a car dealership to a visit to the dentist, he was impressed by the smooth user interface and the high level of service orientation throughout the process. The seamless connection and modern approach to the traditional car-buying journey left a lasting positive impression on him. Resources & Links Connect with Josh on LinkedIn. Check out his book, People Matter @ Work. Learn more about his family business, Block Imaging, where the ideas in the book were forged. Listen & Support the Show Watch or listen on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, YouTube, Amazon/Audible, TuneIn, and iHeart. Rate and review on Apple Podcasts and Spotify to help others find the show. Share this episode — email a friend or colleague this episode. Sign up for my free Story Strategies newsletter for branding and storytelling tips. On Brand is a part of the Marketing Podcast Network. Until next week, I'll see you on the Internet! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Send a textCinemondo reviews the posters for Tabaahi, a song from Geethu Mohandas' film Toxic! Kathy, our resident movie poster designer, breaks down the two posters released and how they are pushing boundaries!Support the show

Marc, Bryon, and Josh are back talking about TV Shows; Ponies, Simpsons 800th Ep, Olympics, Shoresy, King of the Seven Kingdoms, Rental Family, Hockey News, and we give our picks for the final PLE leading up to WrestleMania, WWE Elimination Chamber. #Podcast #WWE #Moviereviews #TVreviews #wrestling #simpsons #eleminationchamber #wwe #nxt #wweraw #wwesmackdown #shoresy #wrestlingchallenge #roadtowrestlemania #snowstorm Upcoming Comic Show: The Manchester Comic & Toy Convention SUNDAY MARCH 1ST at our NEW LOCATION, Jojo's Royalty Events, 346 Middle Turnpike W, Manchester, CT! We'll have TONS of vendors with New & Vintage Toys, Comics, Video Games, Collectible Card Games, Pokémon, Plushies, Action Figures, Vehicles, Posters, and everything you love! The show goes from 10am-4pm, and entry is still only $5, with KIDS 10 AND UNDER FREE! Chapters: Intro/Events: 00:00:00 Weekend Adventures: 00:02:10 What is Marc Watching?: 00:15:00 What is Bryon Watching?: 00:19:15 Marc's Mini Review Rental Family: 00:24:17 Olympics 2026: 00:27:22 Josh's Hockey Game Weekend: 00:30:40 Wrestling News: 00:35:00 Wrestling Challenge Elimination Chamber Predictions: 00:49:20 Wrestling Challenge Points: 01:19:25

We get into the simplest truth in the hobby: if you don't like how someone does business, don't reward it. Whether it's grading fees, breakers, platforms, or companies making decisions you disagree with, your real vote is your wallet. Complaining without changing behavior is pointless. From there, Kyle explains why he's never graded a card and why he prefers cards in one touches over slabs, plus how nostalgia-driven collecting can be a legitimate lane in a hobby that keeps getting louder and more expensive. We also hit a key content topic: the difference between people who simply post and people who actually create. Kyle lays out why real creators engage, take feedback, and evolve, and why so much hobby content feels stale right now. The segment closes with a bigger reality: modern wax and modern hype are increasingly not built for the average collector. So the move is not to panic or posture, it's to adapt and collect in a way that still brings real joy. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Send a textIn this episode, we're joined by Indiana Rocketry Prefect Tim Dixon and Tripoli Class 3 Committee Co-Chair Ben Murdock to discuss the upcoming LDRS 44 launch in Pence, Indiana, as well as the Argonia Cup Collegiate rocketry competition! Register for LDRS 44!https://ldrs44.org/Learn about the Argonia Cup!https://kloudbusters.org/content.aspx?page_id=22&club_id=325948&module_id=675623Get Nigel the Rocket Cat Merch, Posters, and the ORIGINAL AP/CP Shirt at:https://aggmerch.comSupport the showSupport the podcast by joining our Patreon and get early/ad-free episode releases:https://patreon.com/aggpod Follow Braden Here:https://youtube.com/@rocketvlogshttps://www.instagram.com/bigb1011https://www.tiktok.com/@bradencarlson6Follow Taylor here:https://www.youtube.com/@the_rocketchannelFollow Shane (or as you may know him, Postart) here:https://www.youtube.com/@PostartPropulsionshttps://www.instagram.com/shaneharrisphoto

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Finally connecting with a high-school friend.By outdoorhorny. Listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories.Desiree should have been born in the 60’s. Everything about her reflected a kinder, gentler, and groovier vibe than the 90’s were comfortable with; in short, she was a hippie. She wore patterned peasant skirts, thin cotton T-shirts with mandalas and such, beads all over the place, Birkenstocks, and course, a peace-sign medallion. All of these things drew my eyes to her right away, but they in no way hid the luscious body beneath and behind them. She had long brown hair that fell in soft curls below her shoulders. Her eyes were dark brown, her lips deep red and shaped like Cupid’s bow. Full tits and wide hips stretched her garments tight in all the right places. Best of all, her skin was translucent and flawless, even in the dead of winter.We were both new students in school during our senior year. She had been kicked out of boarding school, and my parents had retired to a small town in the eastern part of the state. That made us the only 2 students in our grade who hadn’t been there all 4 years. Actually, the rest of the student body pretty much grew up together, but since the high school served 3 towns, only a third of them had been in school together all 12 years previously. Still, it was enough to make us feel like total outsiders.That alone was enough to bond us, but we also had a lot of classes together. There were only small sections of upper-level classes in English, history, math, French, and science, and we were in all those together. She was always somewhat spacey, but a good student, a good lab partner and homework buddy, and a pleasure to talk to, even if the conversations took odd turns.She was dating a guy named David who had already graduated. I spent the fall pursuing the only other single girl in our upper-level group, but she was still kind of seeing her old boyfriend from a few towns away, so that wasn’t a regular thing. We all went to the same parties, hung out after soccer and basketball games, and went to the nearest big town once in a while for some wild nights of pizza or McDonalds and a movie.It wasn’t until winter came that I realized how badly I wanted to be with Desiree. There was a lot of snow that winter, and she called one afternoon to tell me that her 18th birthday party was moved from the Science Museum to her own house; that way, no one had to drive 45 minutes in bad weather.When I got there, Des was dressed up for a change. There was still a hippie vibe to her outfit, but her parents had friends over as well, and everyone was dressed for a holiday party. It turned out that her family had scheduled both things, but combined them to save everyone a drive. Anyway, she looked amazing; her hair was silky and somewhat straighter, she had on a little makeup, and her outfit made her look older and more beautiful. I was glad I had taken some pains to dress up as well; some of our friends didn’t get the memo and showed up in our usual teenage gear. She told me how nice I looked, and I made sure to compliment her as well.Because of my mother’s job, I was accustomed to spending time with adults at parties like this one. I chatted with her parents, and with some other adults who were parents of kids at school, or people I had met around town. Even the damn principal of the high school was there, which was a little weird for all of us! I saw Desiree working her way around the room as well, and my eyes kept straying her way as I admired her outfit, her flashing eyes, and the soft ripples of laughter that I knew so well. She caught me looking every once in a while and smiled at me.When I finally broke away to hang out with my friends, her mom stopped me to say how glad she was that I had come. She complimented my poise, told me I was very grown up, and gave me a peck on the cheek. I grimaced, blushed, and thanked her before disengaging as gracefully as I could. When I got out of the kitchen and headed for the den where the kids were hanging out, Desiree was headed out as well.“Wow; you’re quite the hit with the mom-and-dad crowd, dude” she teased me.“Just working the room, ya know?” I said in my most pompous voice.“I’m sorry if my mom embarrassed you,” she said apologetically. “She can be kinda over the top. I keep trying to get her to mellow out, but she always comes out with something trippy!”“No problem; I can handle moms pretty well. My mom used to drag me to parties all the time for her old job, and you just kind of get used to the chit-chat.”“Well,” she began, taking my arm, “I was very impressed with your poise!”I blushed again. “Oh, you heard that, did ya?”She laughed happily and squeezed my arm, her tits pressing against me closely.“Yes, I did. I was thinking how grown-up you were, too. When I noticed you checking me out, I kept thinking it was some creepy older guy, but then it was you, and it just made me feel good.”I had no idea what to say to that, so I fell back on flattery.“Des,” I told her, “I’m sorry about that, you just looked so beautiful and natural chatting away with all those people that I couldn’t help but look at you!”A pleased smile appeared, and she squeezed me again.“Does that mean you didn’t think I was beautiful before?”“Oh, no, not at all!” Did I mention I was far from smooth back in those days?“So tell me, dude, how long have you been thinking I was beautiful?”At that point, I realized that she was completely messing with me, but I couldn’t stop myself.“Since day one of school,” I told her earnestly.I think my serious tone took her aback somewhat, but again the pleased smile appeared.“So it wasn’t just because I’m all dressed up and wearing makeup instead of being my usual crunchy self?” she asked. This time, the teasing quality of her voice was more apparent.“Nope. Crunchy Des is beautiful all the time, I just never get a chance to tell you.”“I can see why you’re such a hit with the moms,” she murmured just before we entered the den.She let go of me to rejoin the group, and we relaxed into our usual roles, joking around as a group and devouring the pizzas her mom had ordered for us. We stayed there for three or four hours, watched a movie, and at the cake her mom brought in. All in all, a good birthday party.The adults had drifted off before the movie ended, so the house was quiet when Desiree’s party was over. Everyone hit the road, but I stayed behind to say goodbye to her parents; again, my mother’s training was kicking in. She thanked me again for spending time with the grown-ups and, to me embarrassment, gave me another peck on the cheek, turned me around toward Des, and said, “Isn’t he great?” in a loud voice. “And handsome?”“Oh, he certainly is!” Des affirmed, desperately trying to keep a straight face.“Well, goodnight, thanks again for having me,” I muttered and headed for the door.Des caught me before I got my coat on completely. She grabbed my arm in the hallway, her eyes filled with laughter.“I’m sorry; I’m sorry! I couldn’t resist!”“No big deal,” I assured her somewhat truthfully. “It’s your mom; she’s just a little, ”“I know. I’m sorry. But she was right about one thing, ”“You Are very great and handsome,” she said softly. Then she stepped forward and planted a soft kiss on my lips. Her eyes were deep and serious, and she pulled back a few inches, watching me, waiting for my reaction.“Des,” I replied in a low voice, “I was serious when I said you look beautiful all the time. I’ve always thought so, it’s just that tonight, I saw you looking beautiful in a different way and it made me realize, ” My words trailed off.“Realize what?” she asked, holding herself just inches from my face.“How much I want to do this,” I told her, crossing the space between us and kissing her back, letting my arms wrap naturally around her slender waist.Des hummed happily, then broke our kiss to smile up at me. “Far out!” she said softly.Her mom was still moving around the living room and kitchen collecting glasses, so Des urged me out onto the broad bluestone steps and closed the door behind us. The outside lights were on and it felt like snow again. I pulled my coat all the way on, then opened the front and she stepped gratefully into the shelter it offered her from the cold. Her body was warm and lush against mine, and I felt every curve plastered against me as our lips met again.Away from prying eyes, her lips parted quickly and her tongue darted playfully into my mouth. I responded in kind, and our eyes closed for what seemed like an endless moment as we shared that thrilling rise of passion for the first time. I could feel my whole body responding, and Des shifted her weight, clearly feeling the same ripples of pleasure in her core.“I’ve got to help my mom,” she said apologetically.“I’ve got to get home, too,” I told her. “I don’t want to go, though, ”“I know, I don’t want you to go!”Stepping back into me, Des kissed me hard one more time, then pulled back and looked at me sadly. “I guess we’ll have to finish this some other time,” she said.“Yeah, definitely!” I said urgently.“Come back tomorrow if it doesn’t snow,” she said quietly.She smiled, then stepped back and opened the door. I watched her go and then turned down the icy stairs. Driving home, my mind was filled with possibilities, and I was grinning like an idiot.Thankfully, there was only a dusting of new snow when I got up the next day. I told my parents I would be hanging out with Desiree and working on a lab report. They nodded, told me to be careful and be home for dinner, and went back to whatever they were doing.The twisty back roads were gritty with salt and sand as I raced toward Des’s house. Pulling into the driveway, I noticed fresh tracks from the garage to the street. When I tapped the bird-shaped knocker, there was a long pause before I saw a flash of movement through the prisms of glass beside the door. I heard a click, and the door swung open a few inches. I could see one of Desiree’s dark eyes, a trace of a smile on her lips, a cloud of brown hair framing her face, a flash of bare thigh, and a thick bathrobe belted tightly at her waist.“Yes?” she asked in an imperious tone, raising an eyebrow playfully.“Good morning, miss,” I said earnestly. “Is your mom home? She told me yesterday that I should come by this morning. I believe that I was so poised and well-spoken at her party that she wanted to spend some more time with me, ”“You’re disgusting!” Des snorted, swinging the door open wider. “You probably would go after my mom!”“Not when you’re here,” I told her, stepping close once the door was closed behind me.Desiree grabbed the lapels of my winter coat and pushed them back off my shoulders. As the coat slid down my arms, she closed the distance between us, pressing her warm body against mine. Our lips met, softly at first and then with increasing passion.“Come upstairs,” she said after pulling back to catch her breath.“Parents?” I asked.“Gone for the day” she replied with a wicked smile.“Good!” I said fervently. “Let’s go!”She turned with a smile and a swirl of dark hair. Her bare feet were almost silent on the wooden treads as she flew up the central staircase. My hiking boots left melting snow behind as I rushed after her. I almost tripped because I was trying to run upstairs and watch her enchantingly bare legs as I went; the bathrobe was long, but I could see a lot of her beautiful form from that angle.When I got to her room, Desiree was standing on the far side, the neatly made double bed between us. Posters, tapestries, dried flowers, and a lingering whiff of sandalwood competed for and lost my attention as I halted just inside the door.“You can come in,” she said mockingly, a trace of that same sexy smile on her lips.I walked to the edge of the bed opposite her.“This is where I wanted to bring you last night,” she said. “Once I saw you with my mom, ”“Don’t start. I was just being nice, but I’m glad you noticed me, finally!”“I always noticed you, we just had other stuff going on.”“Yeah,” I replied with my usual brilliance.“So now, ” she began.“Now I’m all yours!” I told her with my best smile.“Good. I want to show you something!”I nodded and told her “Anything you want!”Her smile grew wider. Then she lifted on knee up onto the bedspread.“After you left last night, I came up here when everything was done.”She leaned forward and put her palms flat on the covers. Her other foot came off the floor, and she drew herself toward the middle of the bed, sitting with her knees together, feet tucked under her, and the bathrobe lying in soft folds on her lap. My eyes were drawn to her bare thighs, then moved slowly upward, taking in the swell of her full tits under the thick terry cloth. When I reached her face, I noticed both a smirk on her lips and a smoking, sensual glimmer in her eyes.“I was wishing you were here with me,” she continued. “So I threw my clothes over there.” She gestured with her chin, and I glanced at the outfit she wore last night piled in reverse order on the chair. “And then I climbed into bed, ”Her hands pulled slowly on the bathrobe belt. When it came undone, the lapels fell apart a few inches, drawing my eyes to the soft valley of her cleavage. Desiree shrugged her shoulders then, and the soft fabric slipped back off her shoulders. Her hands came up to cover her tits as they were exposed, but she kept up her narration.“And I started thinking about what I would do if you were with me, ”I stood there in awe as she used her palms to graze her nipples, making small circles without fully revealing herself to me.“I got so fucking horny!” she said more intensely. Her hands fell away from her chest, and as she shoved the bathrobe off her lap and away behind her, my heart beat faster and I drank in the sight of her tits: pale globes with dark, tight nipples and wide areolas. They were as gorgeous as my teenage fantasies had imagined them, and my hands itched to reach for them.Des dropped her hands to her lap then, and shifted herself to widen the space between her knees. I followed the motion and was treated to a glimpse of dark curls before one hand blocked my view. I thought for a moment she was being modest, but then I noticed her hand moving slowly, caressing herself with slight up and down motion.“Just thinking about having you up here last night made me want you so badly, I ended up sitting just like this, wishing it was you playing with my boobs, and I was touching myself like this.”Her free hand came up and I saw her pinch her own nipple delicately, twisting it as she did. Her other hand pressed more firmly into the shadowy depths of her lap, and I knew her fingers were curled underneath her, stroking the furry lips of her cunt.“Show me, ” I whispered, finally contributing to the conversation.Des smiled again and rose up to her full kneeling height. From knees to neck, her body was a symphony of pale olive skin and alluring curves. She kept her hands in place, but seemed to savor my admiration while I took in the narrow waist, the long muscles of her thighs, and the rippling bounce of her tits.Again, she spoke as she played with herself: “My nipples got really hard thinking about you pinching them, and I started playing with my clit because I was already so wet for you!”Looking down, I saw that she had two fingers extended and they were making tight circles at the base of her mound.“Sometimes, ” she resumed, “I put my fingers inside to get them wetter.” Her hand curled lower for a moment and then went back to lavishing attention on her most sensitive spot. “Is that what you would have done to me last night?”“God, yes!” I told her immediately. She smiled, but I wanted to raise the stakes a little more.“I would have started like that, Des, I wish I could have come upstairs and seen you naked like this! I would have kissed every inch of you and pinched your nipples and rubbed your clit exactly the way you’re doing it now!”“What else?” she asked in an urgent whisper, her back arching a bit and her eyes half-closed.“I would have pushed you back, though, so I could taste you,” I said.“Umm, I love that idea!” she assured me with a sexy smile.Her hand left her lap and she brought the two fingers she had been using to play with herself up to her lips. “I do that all the time!” she said happily before licking each finger individually. Then she sucked them both at once, slowly getting every trace of her juices off.As I stood beside the bed and watched this erotic display, my cock was achingly hard inside my jeans. I could think of nothing to say; my mind was gripped by the show in front of me, and I was fantasizing about those beautiful lips sucking me instead, and I was imagining the taste as well.Fortunately, Des kept things moving forward. “When I was thinking about what I wanted you to do to me last night,” she began, “you weren’t wearing all those clothes!”As quickly as I could, I unlaced my boots, shucked off my jeans and underwear, and whipped both sweater and T-shirt over my head. All this was hampered by the face that Des was naked in front of me and I couldn’t pull my eyes away from her!When I was as bare as she was, Desiree took the initiative again. Bracing her hands on the bedspread, she slipped her feet in front of her and moved them off the bed. Her legs parted even more as she scooted forward until her ass was just on the edge of the mattress. This position revealed her fully; wide-open thighs framed the neatly groomed, silky curls that covered her mound and along each side of her opening. Her earlier actions had turned her on, and her inner lips glistened with her arousal.“What were you going to do to me?” she asked enticingly.In a heartbeat, I fell to my knees on the soft rug beside her bed. My hands went to her inner thighs, pushing them wider apart while my thumbs did the same for her labia. Leaning in, I licked her from bottom to top, my tongue broad as I repeatedly lapped up her juices.Desiree groaned with pleasure, and her arms wrapped around my head, pulling me into her.“Oh, fuck!” she exclaimed. “Fuck me with your tongue!&rdquo

Finally connecting with a high-school friend.By outdoorhorny. Listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories.Desiree should have been born in the 60’s. Everything about her reflected a kinder, gentler, and groovier vibe than the 90’s were comfortable with; in short, she was a hippie. She wore patterned peasant skirts, thin cotton T-shirts with mandalas and such, beads all over the place, Birkenstocks, and course, a peace-sign medallion. All of these things drew my eyes to her right away, but they in no way hid the luscious body beneath and behind them. She had long brown hair that fell in soft curls below her shoulders. Her eyes were dark brown, her lips deep red and shaped like Cupid’s bow. Full tits and wide hips stretched her garments tight in all the right places. Best of all, her skin was translucent and flawless, even in the dead of winter.We were both new students in school during our senior year. She had been kicked out of boarding school, and my parents had retired to a small town in the eastern part of the state. That made us the only 2 students in our grade who hadn’t been there all 4 years. Actually, the rest of the student body pretty much grew up together, but since the high school served 3 towns, only a third of them had been in school together all 12 years previously. Still, it was enough to make us feel like total outsiders.That alone was enough to bond us, but we also had a lot of classes together. There were only small sections of upper-level classes in English, history, math, French, and science, and we were in all those together. She was always somewhat spacey, but a good student, a good lab partner and homework buddy, and a pleasure to talk to, even if the conversations took odd turns.She was dating a guy named David who had already graduated. I spent the fall pursuing the only other single girl in our upper-level group, but she was still kind of seeing her old boyfriend from a few towns away, so that wasn’t a regular thing. We all went to the same parties, hung out after soccer and basketball games, and went to the nearest big town once in a while for some wild nights of pizza or McDonalds and a movie.It wasn’t until winter came that I realized how badly I wanted to be with Desiree. There was a lot of snow that winter, and she called one afternoon to tell me that her 18th birthday party was moved from the Science Museum to her own house; that way, no one had to drive 45 minutes in bad weather.When I got there, Des was dressed up for a change. There was still a hippie vibe to her outfit, but her parents had friends over as well, and everyone was dressed for a holiday party. It turned out that her family had scheduled both things, but combined them to save everyone a drive. Anyway, she looked amazing; her hair was silky and somewhat straighter, she had on a little makeup, and her outfit made her look older and more beautiful. I was glad I had taken some pains to dress up as well; some of our friends didn’t get the memo and showed up in our usual teenage gear. She told me how nice I looked, and I made sure to compliment her as well.Because of my mother’s job, I was accustomed to spending time with adults at parties like this one. I chatted with her parents, and with some other adults who were parents of kids at school, or people I had met around town. Even the damn principal of the high school was there, which was a little weird for all of us! I saw Desiree working her way around the room as well, and my eyes kept straying her way as I admired her outfit, her flashing eyes, and the soft ripples of laughter that I knew so well. She caught me looking every once in a while and smiled at me.When I finally broke away to hang out with my friends, her mom stopped me to say how glad she was that I had come. She complimented my poise, told me I was very grown up, and gave me a peck on the cheek. I grimaced, blushed, and thanked her before disengaging as gracefully as I could. When I got out of the kitchen and headed for the den where the kids were hanging out, Desiree was headed out as well.“Wow; you’re quite the hit with the mom-and-dad crowd, dude” she teased me.“Just working the room, ya know?” I said in my most pompous voice.“I’m sorry if my mom embarrassed you,” she said apologetically. “She can be kinda over the top. I keep trying to get her to mellow out, but she always comes out with something trippy!”“No problem; I can handle moms pretty well. My mom used to drag me to parties all the time for her old job, and you just kind of get used to the chit-chat.”“Well,” she began, taking my arm, “I was very impressed with your poise!”I blushed again. “Oh, you heard that, did ya?”She laughed happily and squeezed my arm, her tits pressing against me closely.“Yes, I did. I was thinking how grown-up you were, too. When I noticed you checking me out, I kept thinking it was some creepy older guy, but then it was you, and it just made me feel good.”I had no idea what to say to that, so I fell back on flattery.“Des,” I told her, “I’m sorry about that, you just looked so beautiful and natural chatting away with all those people that I couldn’t help but look at you!”A pleased smile appeared, and she squeezed me again.“Does that mean you didn’t think I was beautiful before?”“Oh, no, not at all!” Did I mention I was far from smooth back in those days?“So tell me, dude, how long have you been thinking I was beautiful?”At that point, I realized that she was completely messing with me, but I couldn’t stop myself.“Since day one of school,” I told her earnestly.I think my serious tone took her aback somewhat, but again the pleased smile appeared.“So it wasn’t just because I’m all dressed up and wearing makeup instead of being my usual crunchy self?” she asked. This time, the teasing quality of her voice was more apparent.“Nope. Crunchy Des is beautiful all the time, I just never get a chance to tell you.”“I can see why you’re such a hit with the moms,” she murmured just before we entered the den.She let go of me to rejoin the group, and we relaxed into our usual roles, joking around as a group and devouring the pizzas her mom had ordered for us. We stayed there for three or four hours, watched a movie, and at the cake her mom brought in. All in all, a good birthday party.The adults had drifted off before the movie ended, so the house was quiet when Desiree’s party was over. Everyone hit the road, but I stayed behind to say goodbye to her parents; again, my mother’s training was kicking in. She thanked me again for spending time with the grown-ups and, to me embarrassment, gave me another peck on the cheek, turned me around toward Des, and said, “Isn’t he great?” in a loud voice. “And handsome?”“Oh, he certainly is!” Des affirmed, desperately trying to keep a straight face.“Well, goodnight, thanks again for having me,” I muttered and headed for the door.Des caught me before I got my coat on completely. She grabbed my arm in the hallway, her eyes filled with laughter.“I’m sorry; I’m sorry! I couldn’t resist!”“No big deal,” I assured her somewhat truthfully. “It’s your mom; she’s just a little, ”“I know. I’m sorry. But she was right about one thing, ”“You Are very great and handsome,” she said softly. Then she stepped forward and planted a soft kiss on my lips. Her eyes were deep and serious, and she pulled back a few inches, watching me, waiting for my reaction.“Des,” I replied in a low voice, “I was serious when I said you look beautiful all the time. I’ve always thought so, it’s just that tonight, I saw you looking beautiful in a different way and it made me realize, ” My words trailed off.“Realize what?” she asked, holding herself just inches from my face.“How much I want to do this,” I told her, crossing the space between us and kissing her back, letting my arms wrap naturally around her slender waist.Des hummed happily, then broke our kiss to smile up at me. “Far out!” she said softly.Her mom was still moving around the living room and kitchen collecting glasses, so Des urged me out onto the broad bluestone steps and closed the door behind us. The outside lights were on and it felt like snow again. I pulled my coat all the way on, then opened the front and she stepped gratefully into the shelter it offered her from the cold. Her body was warm and lush against mine, and I felt every curve plastered against me as our lips met again.Away from prying eyes, her lips parted quickly and her tongue darted playfully into my mouth. I responded in kind, and our eyes closed for what seemed like an endless moment as we shared that thrilling rise of passion for the first time. I could feel my whole body responding, and Des shifted her weight, clearly feeling the same ripples of pleasure in her core.“I’ve got to help my mom,” she said apologetically.“I’ve got to get home, too,” I told her. “I don’t want to go, though, ”“I know, I don’t want you to go!”Stepping back into me, Des kissed me hard one more time, then pulled back and looked at me sadly. “I guess we’ll have to finish this some other time,” she said.“Yeah, definitely!” I said urgently.“Come back tomorrow if it doesn’t snow,” she said quietly.She smiled, then stepped back and opened the door. I watched her go and then turned down the icy stairs. Driving home, my mind was filled with possibilities, and I was grinning like an idiot.Thankfully, there was only a dusting of new snow when I got up the next day. I told my parents I would be hanging out with Desiree and working on a lab report. They nodded, told me to be careful and be home for dinner, and went back to whatever they were doing.The twisty back roads were gritty with salt and sand as I raced toward Des’s house. Pulling into the driveway, I noticed fresh tracks from the garage to the street. When I tapped the bird-shaped knocker, there was a long pause before I saw a flash of movement through the prisms of glass beside the door. I heard a click, and the door swung open a few inches. I could see one of Desiree’s dark eyes, a trace of a smile on her lips, a cloud of brown hair framing her face, a flash of bare thigh, and a thick bathrobe belted tightly at her waist.“Yes?” she asked in an imperious tone, raising an eyebrow playfully.“Good morning, miss,” I said earnestly. “Is your mom home? She told me yesterday that I should come by this morning. I believe that I was so poised and well-spoken at her party that she wanted to spend some more time with me, ”“You’re disgusting!” Des snorted, swinging the door open wider. “You probably would go after my mom!”“Not when you’re here,” I told her, stepping close once the door was closed behind me.Desiree grabbed the lapels of my winter coat and pushed them back off my shoulders. As the coat slid down my arms, she closed the distance between us, pressing her warm body against mine. Our lips met, softly at first and then with increasing passion.“Come upstairs,” she said after pulling back to catch her breath.“Parents?” I asked.“Gone for the day” she replied with a wicked smile.“Good!” I said fervently. “Let’s go!”She turned with a smile and a swirl of dark hair. Her bare feet were almost silent on the wooden treads as she flew up the central staircase. My hiking boots left melting snow behind as I rushed after her. I almost tripped because I was trying to run upstairs and watch her enchantingly bare legs as I went; the bathrobe was long, but I could see a lot of her beautiful form from that angle.When I got to her room, Desiree was standing on the far side, the neatly made double bed between us. Posters, tapestries, dried flowers, and a lingering whiff of sandalwood competed for and lost my attention as I halted just inside the door.“You can come in,” she said mockingly, a trace of that same sexy smile on her lips.I walked to the edge of the bed opposite her.“This is where I wanted to bring you last night,” she said. “Once I saw you with my mom, ”“Don’t start. I was just being nice, but I’m glad you noticed me, finally!”“I always noticed you, we just had other stuff going on.”“Yeah,” I replied with my usual brilliance.“So now, ” she began.“Now I’m all yours!” I told her with my best smile.“Good. I want to show you something!”I nodded and told her “Anything you want!”Her smile grew wider. Then she lifted on knee up onto the bedspread.“After you left last night, I came up here when everything was done.”She leaned forward and put her palms flat on the covers. Her other foot came off the floor, and she drew herself toward the middle of the bed, sitting with her knees together, feet tucked under her, and the bathrobe lying in soft folds on her lap. My eyes were drawn to her bare thighs, then moved slowly upward, taking in the swell of her full tits under the thick terry cloth. When I reached her face, I noticed both a smirk on her lips and a smoking, sensual glimmer in her eyes.“I was wishing you were here with me,” she continued. “So I threw my clothes over there.” She gestured with her chin, and I glanced at the outfit she wore last night piled in reverse order on the chair. “And then I climbed into bed, ”Her hands pulled slowly on the bathrobe belt. When it came undone, the lapels fell apart a few inches, drawing my eyes to the soft valley of her cleavage. Desiree shrugged her shoulders then, and the soft fabric slipped back off her shoulders. Her hands came up to cover her tits as they were exposed, but she kept up her narration.“And I started thinking about what I would do if you were with me, ”I stood there in awe as she used her palms to graze her nipples, making small circles without fully revealing herself to me.“I got so fucking horny!” she said more intensely. Her hands fell away from her chest, and as she shoved the bathrobe off her lap and away behind her, my heart beat faster and I drank in the sight of her tits: pale globes with dark, tight nipples and wide areolas. They were as gorgeous as my teenage fantasies had imagined them, and my hands itched to reach for them.Des dropped her hands to her lap then, and shifted herself to widen the space between her knees. I followed the motion and was treated to a glimpse of dark curls before one hand blocked my view. I thought for a moment she was being modest, but then I noticed her hand moving slowly, caressing herself with slight up and down motion.“Just thinking about having you up here last night made me want you so badly, I ended up sitting just like this, wishing it was you playing with my boobs, and I was touching myself like this.”Her free hand came up and I saw her pinch her own nipple delicately, twisting it as she did. Her other hand pressed more firmly into the shadowy depths of her lap, and I knew her fingers were curled underneath her, stroking the furry lips of her cunt.“Show me, ” I whispered, finally contributing to the conversation.Des smiled again and rose up to her full kneeling height. From knees to neck, her body was a symphony of pale olive skin and alluring curves. She kept her hands in place, but seemed to savor my admiration while I took in the narrow waist, the long muscles of her thighs, and the rippling bounce of her tits.Again, she spoke as she played with herself: “My nipples got really hard thinking about you pinching them, and I started playing with my clit because I was already so wet for you!”Looking down, I saw that she had two fingers extended and they were making tight circles at the base of her mound.“Sometimes, ” she resumed, “I put my fingers inside to get them wetter.” Her hand curled lower for a moment and then went back to lavishing attention on her most sensitive spot. “Is that what you would have done to me last night?”“God, yes!” I told her immediately. She smiled, but I wanted to raise the stakes a little more.“I would have started like that, Des, I wish I could have come upstairs and seen you naked like this! I would have kissed every inch of you and pinched your nipples and rubbed your clit exactly the way you’re doing it now!”“What else?” she asked in an urgent whisper, her back arching a bit and her eyes half-closed.“I would have pushed you back, though, so I could taste you,” I said.“Umm, I love that idea!” she assured me with a sexy smile.Her hand left her lap and she brought the two fingers she had been using to play with herself up to her lips. “I do that all the time!” she said happily before licking each finger individually. Then she sucked them both at once, slowly getting every trace of her juices off.As I stood beside the bed and watched this erotic display, my cock was achingly hard inside my jeans. I could think of nothing to say; my mind was gripped by the show in front of me, and I was fantasizing about those beautiful lips sucking me instead, and I was imagining the taste as well.Fortunately, Des kept things moving forward. “When I was thinking about what I wanted you to do to me last night,” she began, “you weren’t wearing all those clothes!”As quickly as I could, I unlaced my boots, shucked off my jeans and underwear, and whipped both sweater and T-shirt over my head. All this was hampered by the face that Des was naked in front of me and I couldn’t pull my eyes away from her!When I was as bare as she was, Desiree took the initiative again. Bracing her hands on the bedspread, she slipped her feet in front of her and moved them off the bed. Her legs parted even more as she scooted forward until her ass was just on the edge of the mattress. This position revealed her fully; wide-open thighs framed the neatly groomed, silky curls that covered her mound and along each side of her opening. Her earlier actions had turned her on, and her inner lips glistened with her arousal.“What were you going to do to me?” she asked enticingly.In a heartbeat, I fell to my knees on the soft rug beside her bed. My hands went to her inner thighs, pushing them wider apart while my thumbs did the same for her labia. Leaning in, I licked her from bottom to top, my tongue broad as I repeatedly lapped up her juices.Desiree groaned with pleasure, and her arms wrapped around my head, pulling me into her.“Oh, fuck!” she exclaimed. “Fuck me with your tongue!&rdquo

Finally connecting with a high-school friend.By outdoorhorny. Listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories.Desiree should have been born in the 60’s. Everything about her reflected a kinder, gentler, and groovier vibe than the 90’s were comfortable with; in short, she was a hippie. She wore patterned peasant skirts, thin cotton T-shirts with mandalas and such, beads all over the place, Birkenstocks, and course, a peace-sign medallion. All of these things drew my eyes to her right away, but they in no way hid the luscious body beneath and behind them. She had long brown hair that fell in soft curls below her shoulders. Her eyes were dark brown, her lips deep red and shaped like Cupid’s bow. Full tits and wide hips stretched her garments tight in all the right places. Best of all, her skin was translucent and flawless, even in the dead of winter.We were both new students in school during our senior year. She had been kicked out of boarding school, and my parents had retired to a small town in the eastern part of the state. That made us the only 2 students in our grade who hadn’t been there all 4 years. Actually, the rest of the student body pretty much grew up together, but since the high school served 3 towns, only a third of them had been in school together all 12 years previously. Still, it was enough to make us feel like total outsiders.That alone was enough to bond us, but we also had a lot of classes together. There were only small sections of upper-level classes in English, history, math, French, and science, and we were in all those together. She was always somewhat spacey, but a good student, a good lab partner and homework buddy, and a pleasure to talk to, even if the conversations took odd turns.She was dating a guy named David who had already graduated. I spent the fall pursuing the only other single girl in our upper-level group, but she was still kind of seeing her old boyfriend from a few towns away, so that wasn’t a regular thing. We all went to the same parties, hung out after soccer and basketball games, and went to the nearest big town once in a while for some wild nights of pizza or McDonalds and a movie.It wasn’t until winter came that I realized how badly I wanted to be with Desiree. There was a lot of snow that winter, and she called one afternoon to tell me that her 18th birthday party was moved from the Science Museum to her own house; that way, no one had to drive 45 minutes in bad weather.When I got there, Des was dressed up for a change. There was still a hippie vibe to her outfit, but her parents had friends over as well, and everyone was dressed for a holiday party. It turned out that her family had scheduled both things, but combined them to save everyone a drive. Anyway, she looked amazing; her hair was silky and somewhat straighter, she had on a little makeup, and her outfit made her look older and more beautiful. I was glad I had taken some pains to dress up as well; some of our friends didn’t get the memo and showed up in our usual teenage gear. She told me how nice I looked, and I made sure to compliment her as well.Because of my mother’s job, I was accustomed to spending time with adults at parties like this one. I chatted with her parents, and with some other adults who were parents of kids at school, or people I had met around town. Even the damn principal of the high school was there, which was a little weird for all of us! I saw Desiree working her way around the room as well, and my eyes kept straying her way as I admired her outfit, her flashing eyes, and the soft ripples of laughter that I knew so well. She caught me looking every once in a while and smiled at me.When I finally broke away to hang out with my friends, her mom stopped me to say how glad she was that I had come. She complimented my poise, told me I was very grown up, and gave me a peck on the cheek. I grimaced, blushed, and thanked her before disengaging as gracefully as I could. When I got out of the kitchen and headed for the den where the kids were hanging out, Desiree was headed out as well.“Wow; you’re quite the hit with the mom-and-dad crowd, dude” she teased me.“Just working the room, ya know?” I said in my most pompous voice.“I’m sorry if my mom embarrassed you,” she said apologetically. “She can be kinda over the top. I keep trying to get her to mellow out, but she always comes out with something trippy!”“No problem; I can handle moms pretty well. My mom used to drag me to parties all the time for her old job, and you just kind of get used to the chit-chat.”“Well,” she began, taking my arm, “I was very impressed with your poise!”I blushed again. “Oh, you heard that, did ya?”She laughed happily and squeezed my arm, her tits pressing against me closely.“Yes, I did. I was thinking how grown-up you were, too. When I noticed you checking me out, I kept thinking it was some creepy older guy, but then it was you, and it just made me feel good.”I had no idea what to say to that, so I fell back on flattery.“Des,” I told her, “I’m sorry about that, you just looked so beautiful and natural chatting away with all those people that I couldn’t help but look at you!”A pleased smile appeared, and she squeezed me again.“Does that mean you didn’t think I was beautiful before?”“Oh, no, not at all!” Did I mention I was far from smooth back in those days?“So tell me, dude, how long have you been thinking I was beautiful?”At that point, I realized that she was completely messing with me, but I couldn’t stop myself.“Since day one of school,” I told her earnestly.I think my serious tone took her aback somewhat, but again the pleased smile appeared.“So it wasn’t just because I’m all dressed up and wearing makeup instead of being my usual crunchy self?” she asked. This time, the teasing quality of her voice was more apparent.“Nope. Crunchy Des is beautiful all the time, I just never get a chance to tell you.”“I can see why you’re such a hit with the moms,” she murmured just before we entered the den.She let go of me to rejoin the group, and we relaxed into our usual roles, joking around as a group and devouring the pizzas her mom had ordered for us. We stayed there for three or four hours, watched a movie, and at the cake her mom brought in. All in all, a good birthday party.The adults had drifted off before the movie ended, so the house was quiet when Desiree’s party was over. Everyone hit the road, but I stayed behind to say goodbye to her parents; again, my mother’s training was kicking in. She thanked me again for spending time with the grown-ups and, to me embarrassment, gave me another peck on the cheek, turned me around toward Des, and said, “Isn’t he great?” in a loud voice. “And handsome?”“Oh, he certainly is!” Des affirmed, desperately trying to keep a straight face.“Well, goodnight, thanks again for having me,” I muttered and headed for the door.Des caught me before I got my coat on completely. She grabbed my arm in the hallway, her eyes filled with laughter.“I’m sorry; I’m sorry! I couldn’t resist!”“No big deal,” I assured her somewhat truthfully. “It’s your mom; she’s just a little, ”“I know. I’m sorry. But she was right about one thing, ”“You Are very great and handsome,” she said softly. Then she stepped forward and planted a soft kiss on my lips. Her eyes were deep and serious, and she pulled back a few inches, watching me, waiting for my reaction.“Des,” I replied in a low voice, “I was serious when I said you look beautiful all the time. I’ve always thought so, it’s just that tonight, I saw you looking beautiful in a different way and it made me realize, ” My words trailed off.“Realize what?” she asked, holding herself just inches from my face.“How much I want to do this,” I told her, crossing the space between us and kissing her back, letting my arms wrap naturally around her slender waist.Des hummed happily, then broke our kiss to smile up at me. “Far out!” she said softly.Her mom was still moving around the living room and kitchen collecting glasses, so Des urged me out onto the broad bluestone steps and closed the door behind us. The outside lights were on and it felt like snow again. I pulled my coat all the way on, then opened the front and she stepped gratefully into the shelter it offered her from the cold. Her body was warm and lush against mine, and I felt every curve plastered against me as our lips met again.Away from prying eyes, her lips parted quickly and her tongue darted playfully into my mouth. I responded in kind, and our eyes closed for what seemed like an endless moment as we shared that thrilling rise of passion for the first time. I could feel my whole body responding, and Des shifted her weight, clearly feeling the same ripples of pleasure in her core.“I’ve got to help my mom,” she said apologetically.“I’ve got to get home, too,” I told her. “I don’t want to go, though, ”“I know, I don’t want you to go!”Stepping back into me, Des kissed me hard one more time, then pulled back and looked at me sadly. “I guess we’ll have to finish this some other time,” she said.“Yeah, definitely!” I said urgently.“Come back tomorrow if it doesn’t snow,” she said quietly.She smiled, then stepped back and opened the door. I watched her go and then turned down the icy stairs. Driving home, my mind was filled with possibilities, and I was grinning like an idiot.Thankfully, there was only a dusting of new snow when I got up the next day. I told my parents I would be hanging out with Desiree and working on a lab report. They nodded, told me to be careful and be home for dinner, and went back to whatever they were doing.The twisty back roads were gritty with salt and sand as I raced toward Des’s house. Pulling into the driveway, I noticed fresh tracks from the garage to the street. When I tapped the bird-shaped knocker, there was a long pause before I saw a flash of movement through the prisms of glass beside the door. I heard a click, and the door swung open a few inches. I could see one of Desiree’s dark eyes, a trace of a smile on her lips, a cloud of brown hair framing her face, a flash of bare thigh, and a thick bathrobe belted tightly at her waist.“Yes?” she asked in an imperious tone, raising an eyebrow playfully.“Good morning, miss,” I said earnestly. “Is your mom home? She told me yesterday that I should come by this morning. I believe that I was so poised and well-spoken at her party that she wanted to spend some more time with me, ”“You’re disgusting!” Des snorted, swinging the door open wider. “You probably would go after my mom!”“Not when you’re here,” I told her, stepping close once the door was closed behind me.Desiree grabbed the lapels of my winter coat and pushed them back off my shoulders. As the coat slid down my arms, she closed the distance between us, pressing her warm body against mine. Our lips met, softly at first and then with increasing passion.“Come upstairs,” she said after pulling back to catch her breath.“Parents?” I asked.“Gone for the day” she replied with a wicked smile.“Good!” I said fervently. “Let’s go!”She turned with a smile and a swirl of dark hair. Her bare feet were almost silent on the wooden treads as she flew up the central staircase. My hiking boots left melting snow behind as I rushed after her. I almost tripped because I was trying to run upstairs and watch her enchantingly bare legs as I went; the bathrobe was long, but I could see a lot of her beautiful form from that angle.When I got to her room, Desiree was standing on the far side, the neatly made double bed between us. Posters, tapestries, dried flowers, and a lingering whiff of sandalwood competed for and lost my attention as I halted just inside the door.“You can come in,” she said mockingly, a trace of that same sexy smile on her lips.I walked to the edge of the bed opposite her.“This is where I wanted to bring you last night,” she said. “Once I saw you with my mom, ”“Don’t start. I was just being nice, but I’m glad you noticed me, finally!”“I always noticed you, we just had other stuff going on.”“Yeah,” I replied with my usual brilliance.“So now, ” she began.“Now I’m all yours!” I told her with my best smile.“Good. I want to show you something!”I nodded and told her “Anything you want!”Her smile grew wider. Then she lifted on knee up onto the bedspread.“After you left last night, I came up here when everything was done.”She leaned forward and put her palms flat on the covers. Her other foot came off the floor, and she drew herself toward the middle of the bed, sitting with her knees together, feet tucked under her, and the bathrobe lying in soft folds on her lap. My eyes were drawn to her bare thighs, then moved slowly upward, taking in the swell of her full tits under the thick terry cloth. When I reached her face, I noticed both a smirk on her lips and a smoking, sensual glimmer in her eyes.“I was wishing you were here with me,” she continued. “So I threw my clothes over there.” She gestured with her chin, and I glanced at the outfit she wore last night piled in reverse order on the chair. “And then I climbed into bed, ”Her hands pulled slowly on the bathrobe belt. When it came undone, the lapels fell apart a few inches, drawing my eyes to the soft valley of her cleavage. Desiree shrugged her shoulders then, and the soft fabric slipped back off her shoulders. Her hands came up to cover her tits as they were exposed, but she kept up her narration.“And I started thinking about what I would do if you were with me, ”I stood there in awe as she used her palms to graze her nipples, making small circles without fully revealing herself to me.“I got so fucking horny!” she said more intensely. Her hands fell away from her chest, and as she shoved the bathrobe off her lap and away behind her, my heart beat faster and I drank in the sight of her tits: pale globes with dark, tight nipples and wide areolas. They were as gorgeous as my teenage fantasies had imagined them, and my hands itched to reach for them.Des dropped her hands to her lap then, and shifted herself to widen the space between her knees. I followed the motion and was treated to a glimpse of dark curls before one hand blocked my view. I thought for a moment she was being modest, but then I noticed her hand moving slowly, caressing herself with slight up and down motion.“Just thinking about having you up here last night made me want you so badly, I ended up sitting just like this, wishing it was you playing with my boobs, and I was touching myself like this.”Her free hand came up and I saw her pinch her own nipple delicately, twisting it as she did. Her other hand pressed more firmly into the shadowy depths of her lap, and I knew her fingers were curled underneath her, stroking the furry lips of her cunt.“Show me, ” I whispered, finally contributing to the conversation.Des smiled again and rose up to her full kneeling height. From knees to neck, her body was a symphony of pale olive skin and alluring curves. She kept her hands in place, but seemed to savor my admiration while I took in the narrow waist, the long muscles of her thighs, and the rippling bounce of her tits.Again, she spoke as she played with herself: “My nipples got really hard thinking about you pinching them, and I started playing with my clit because I was already so wet for you!”Looking down, I saw that she had two fingers extended and they were making tight circles at the base of her mound.“Sometimes, ” she resumed, “I put my fingers inside to get them wetter.” Her hand curled lower for a moment and then went back to lavishing attention on her most sensitive spot. “Is that what you would have done to me last night?”“God, yes!” I told her immediately. She smiled, but I wanted to raise the stakes a little more.“I would have started like that, Des, I wish I could have come upstairs and seen you naked like this! I would have kissed every inch of you and pinched your nipples and rubbed your clit exactly the way you’re doing it now!”“What else?” she asked in an urgent whisper, her back arching a bit and her eyes half-closed.“I would have pushed you back, though, so I could taste you,” I said.“Umm, I love that idea!” she assured me with a sexy smile.Her hand left her lap and she brought the two fingers she had been using to play with herself up to her lips. “I do that all the time!” she said happily before licking each finger individually. Then she sucked them both at once, slowly getting every trace of her juices off.As I stood beside the bed and watched this erotic display, my cock was achingly hard inside my jeans. I could think of nothing to say; my mind was gripped by the show in front of me, and I was fantasizing about those beautiful lips sucking me instead, and I was imagining the taste as well.Fortunately, Des kept things moving forward. “When I was thinking about what I wanted you to do to me last night,” she began, “you weren’t wearing all those clothes!”As quickly as I could, I unlaced my boots, shucked off my jeans and underwear, and whipped both sweater and T-shirt over my head. All this was hampered by the face that Des was naked in front of me and I couldn’t pull my eyes away from her!When I was as bare as she was, Desiree took the initiative again. Bracing her hands on the bedspread, she slipped her feet in front of her and moved them off the bed. Her legs parted even more as she scooted forward until her ass was just on the edge of the mattress. This position revealed her fully; wide-open thighs framed the neatly groomed, silky curls that covered her mound and along each side of her opening. Her earlier actions had turned her on, and her inner lips glistened with her arousal.“What were you going to do to me?” she asked enticingly.In a heartbeat, I fell to my knees on the soft rug beside her bed. My hands went to her inner thighs, pushing them wider apart while my thumbs did the same for her labia. Leaning in, I licked her from bottom to top, my tongue broad as I repeatedly lapped up her juices.Desiree groaned with pleasure, and her arms wrapped around my head, pulling me into her.“Oh, fuck!” she exclaimed. “Fuck me with your tongue!&rdquo

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Marc, Bryon, and Josh are back this week talking about Olympics events, Odd changes in Racing, Wrestling News (What's in the box?!?), Board games, and we give our first reactions to the new The Mandalorian & Grogu trailer that just dropped. Video: https://youtu.be/_zeTuYd0V4w #Podcast #WWE #Moviereviews #TVreviews #wrestling #themandalorianandgrogu #raw #smackdown #olympics Upcoming Comic Shows: East of the River Comic Book & Collectibles Show Sunday, February 22nd, from 9am to 3pm $1 Admission ($3 for Early Bird starting at 9am) Two Floors of Dealers: Comics, Toys, Pokemon, Retro Video Games, Cards, Art Work, Games, Collectibles, Movies, Magazines, Local Artists, and Much, Much More!!! American Legion Hall 566 Enfield St. Enfield, CT 06082 The Manchester Comic & Toy Convention SUNDAY MARCH 1ST at our NEW LOCATION, Jojo's Royalty Events, 346 Middle Turnpike W, Manchester, CT! We'll have TONS of vendors with New & Vintage Toys, Comics, Video Games, Collectible Card Games, Pokémon, Plushies, Action Figures, Vehicles, Posters, and everything you love! The show goes from 10am-4pm, and entry is still only $5, with KIDS 10 AND UNDER FREE! Chapters: Intro/Local Events: 00:00:00 Olympics: 00:08:30 Racing in Stages: 00:14:30 What is Bryon Watching: 00:33:25 Board Games: 00:36:40 Wrestling Talk: 00:49:50 The Mandalorian and Grogu Trailer Reaction: 01:11:37

Crystal digs up a 20-year-old message board post. It's from OSU's Professor Randy Wymore. Randy was director of Research at the original MRF and, later, a key figure in the current day CEHF, and Crystal asks, "What the actual fuck have you been researching bro?" Also, Posters!!!!!!

#BeAGoodFriend and check out episode #159 of #FeeneyTalksWithFriends featuring Christina Conners. It was great to talk with my #friend, Christina! Christina is a keynote singer, workshop facilitator, massage therapist, soulful songstress and author. We talked about:Christina attended Wolcott Elementary School (minute 1)Christina's background (minute 2)David Friedman (minute 3)Christina's Cottage (minute 6)Photo of Christina at the old music room in Wolcott School & her yearbook pic (minute 8:30)Her music teacher, Mrs. Rovetti inspired her to sing (minute 10)Songs for the Soul video (minute 11.30)Music can heal and nurture children (minute 12.30)10 week self paced journey called Songs for the Soul (minute 18)“You can't give what you don't have!' (minute 20)Heart Magic (minute 22)Testimonial from Angela Santomero (minute 26)Songs for the Soul (minute 29)The Healing Chickadee with Terry Murphy (minute 31)Posters at pediatric offices (minute 33)Podcast #154 with The Soulful Forest (minute 35)Songs: First, Last, Best, Worst (minute 38)SURPRISE GUEST, Mrs. Rovetti  (minute 40)Mrs. Rovetti taught for 37 years (minute 45)Currently, she sings in a choir and runs a food pantry (minute 47)Scott Dunn is Tim Dunn's nephew (minute 50)We sing “Leaving on a Jet Plane”  (minute 54)Singing brings people together (minute 59)They both earned a Buffy's Best (minute 1.03)Closing remarks (minute 1.04)Podcast Sponsors: Directline Media - www.directlinemediaproductions.com/The Fix IV - www.thefixivtherapy.comWest Hartford Lock - www.westhartfordlock.comKeating Agency Insurance - www.keatingagency.comGoff Law Group - www.gofflawgroup.netParkville Management - www.parkvillemanagement.comLuna Pizza - www.lunapizzawh.com/lunas-menuPeoplesBank - www.bankatpeoples.comFloat 41 - www.float41.comMaximum Beverage - www.maximumbev.comSally and Bob's - www.sallyandbobs.com

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Marc, Bryon, and Josh are back this week talking about Fallout Season 2 Review (SPOILERS), Superb Owl Commercials, Food Talk and Wrestling leading up to WrestleMania. #Podcast #WWE #Moviereviews #TVreviews #wrestling #fallout #superbowlcommercials #wrestlingchallenge #wrestling #eleminationchamber #wrestlemania  Video: https://youtu.be/q8_znKm5_Po?si=x7CHmu6lbBRDB7WI Upcoming Comic Shows: East of the River Comic Book & Collectibles Show Sunday, February 22nd, from 9am to 3pm $1 Admission ($3 for Early Bird starting at 9am) Two Floors of Dealers: Comics, Toys, Pokémon, Retro Video Games, Cards, Art Work, Games, Collectibles, Movies, Magazines, Local Artists, and Much, Much More!!! American Legion Hall 566 Enfield St. Enfield, CT 06082 The Manchester Comic & Toy Convention SUNDAY MARCH 1st NEW LOCATION, Jojo's Royalty Events, 346 Middle Turnpike W, Manchester, CT! We'll have TONS of vendors with New & Vintage Toys, Comics, Video Games, Collectible Card Games, Pokémon, Plushies, Action Figures, Vehicles, Posters, and everything you love! The show goes from 10am-4pm, and entry is still only $5, with KIDS 10 AND UNDER FREE! Chapters: Intro/Local Happenings: 00:00:00 What is Marc Watching: 00:11:00 Fallout S2 Review (Spoilers): 00:11:50 Wrestling Talk: 00:24:10 Superb Owl Overview: 00:42:35 Food Talk: 01:12:00

NEW EPISODE! Following our re-release of all eighteen 'classic' Going Vegan episodes, we present the brilliant Shane's story of going vegan in the USA! This Going Vegan series shines a spotlight on the huge variety of everyday normal folk who choose to avoid animal expoitation through choosing a vegan lifestyle, and this episode is no exception; a wonderfully insightful story of how someone can improve outcomes for animals in ANY context. GO SHANE!****************Enough of the Falafel is a community of people who love keeping on top of the latest news in the world of veganism & animal rights. With our podcasts, we aim to keep listeners (& ourselves) informed & up-to-date with the latest developments that affect vegans & non-human animals; giving insight, whilst staying balanced; remaining true to our vegan ethics, whilst constantly seeking to grow & develop.Each week we look through news stories from the past 7 days in the world of veganism & animal rights, as well as picking a 'timeless' vegan or animal rights issue, and discussing it in more depth.If you spot any news stories that might catch our fancy, or have an idea for a discussion topic, get in touch via enoughofthefalafel@gmail.com.Do also consider visiting our Ko-Fi page, where you can opt into making a small donation towards improving the sound quality of our podcasts! https://ko-fi.com/ENOUGHOFTHEFALAFEL is the place to head, if you value what we do & feel inclined to make a small financial contribution towards our running*******************Thanks everyone for listening; give us a rating and drop us a message to say "hi"; it'll make our day!Shane & Ant

The man responsible for the 'Aussie' copycat posters, which included posters of alleged Bondi Beach gunman Naveed Akram, has come forward. And Jacqui Felgate has gone back-and-forth with him about his motivations.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

2/10/2026  BOLO - LOST DOG POSTERS AND DATING SHARE A POWERFUL LEADERSHIP HACKEPISODE 1738Here's a truth no one can deny: if you don't know what you're looking for, finding it is significantly more complicated. Lost your dog but don't know what he looks like? Good luck. Can't decide the type of person you want to date? It's gonna be a longer dry season. I would love to see your comments as to the leadership principle most closely related to this conundrum. If you're not sure, watch the video, then comment.   https://j-loren-s-school.thinkific.com/products/live_events/Leadingleadersretreat_________________________________________________________Leading Leaders Podcast is a short but impactful leadership video, blog and podcast distributed 5 days a week by J Loren Norris to promote faith, family and freedom in the face of a global leadership drought.Leadership Training, Interviews and EntertainmentVisit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.StoryPowerAcademy.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ for more training material#leadingleaderspodcast #storypower #transforminggracetv #jlorennorrisLOOK FOR LEADING LEADERS PODCAST ON THESE PLATFORMS:- OBBM Network TV- WorldTrumpetTV- Apple Podcast- Spotify- Amazon- RumbleCopyright 2026 Tell It Like It Is Inchttps://my.linkpod.site/Jlorennorris 

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2/10/2026  BOLO - LOST DOG POSTERS AND DATING SHARE A POWERFUL LEADERSHIP HACKEPISODE 1738Here's a truth no one can deny: if you don't know what you're looking for, finding it is significantly more complicated. Lost your dog but don't know what he looks like? Good luck. Can't decide the type of person you want to date? It's gonna be a longer dry season. I would love to see your comments as to the leadership principle most closely related to this conundrum. If you're not sure, watch the video, then comment.   https://j-loren-s-school.thinkific.com/products/live_events/Leadingleadersretreat_________________________________________________________Leading Leaders Podcast is a short but impactful leadership video, blog and podcast distributed 5 days a week by J Loren Norris to promote faith, family and freedom in the face of a global leadership drought.Leadership Training, Interviews and EntertainmentVisit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.StoryPowerAcademy.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ for more training material#leadingleaderspodcast #storypower #transforminggracetv #jlorennorrisLOOK FOR LEADING LEADERS PODCAST ON THESE PLATFORMS:- OBBM Network TV- WorldTrumpetTV- Apple Podcast- Spotify- Amazon- RumbleCopyright 2026 Tell It Like It Is Inchttps://my.linkpod.site/Jlorennorris 

Victoria Police are investigating the display of posters across Melbourne that depict the alleged Bondi gunman Naveed Akram. About 40 have appeared. featuring the image of the accused shooter and the word Aussie beneath his face. They were put together in the style of artist Peter Drew's 'Aussie' series of street art.

Marc, Bryon, and Josh are back this week, going over upcoming events: East of the River Comic Show & Comic and Toy Convention. Marc gives his thoughts on Mel Brooks: 99 Year Old Man, Weapons, and One Battle After Another (SPOILERS). Bryon gives his thoughts on Tires (Woof!), and then we go over the results of the Royal Rumble and see how the points shake out for our Wrestling Challenge going into WrestleMania '26. Video Podcast: https://youtu.be/a31UicxXUNE?si=L9GaJPGArrutXNTp #Podcast #WWE #Moviereviews #TVreviews #wrestling #royalrumble #raw #wrestling #wrestlingchallenge #weapons #melbrooks #onebattleafteranother #tires Upcoming Comic Shows: East of the River Comic Book & Collectibles Show Sunday, February 22nd, 9am to 3pm $1 Admission ($3 for Early Bird starting at 9am) Two Floors of Dealers: Comics, Toys, Pokémon, Retro Video Games, Cards, Art Work, Games, Collectibles, Movies, Magazines, Local Artists, and Much, Much More!!! American Legion Hall,566 Enfield St., Enfield, CT 06082 The Manchester Comic & Toy Convention returns SUNDAY MARCH 1ST at our NEW LOCATION, JoJo's Royalty Events, 346 Middle Turnpike W, Manchester, CT! We'll have TONS of vendors with New & Vintage Toys, Comics, Video Games, Collectible Card Games, Pokémon, Plushies, Action Figures, Vehicles, Posters, and everything you love! The show goes from 10am-4pm, and entry is still only $5, with KIDS 10 AND UNDER FREE! Chapters: Intro/Local Events: 00:00:00 Food Talk: 00:07:25 What did Marc Watch? (SPOILERS): 00:12:45 What did Bryon Watch?: 00:36:00 WWE's Royal Rumble Results: 00:40:55 Wrestling Challenge Points Results: 01:06:30 Big News, But Not BIG News: 01:20:50

Bongani Bingwa speaks to Khabazela about posters you had up on your wall in your youth. 702 Breakfast with Bongani Bingwa is broadcast on 702, a Johannesburg based talk radio station. Bongani makes sense of the news, interviews the key newsmakers of the day, and holds those in power to account on your behalf. The team bring you all you need to know to start your day Thank you for listening to a podcast from 702 Breakfast with Bongani Bingwa Listen live on Primedia+ weekdays from 06:00 and 09:00 (SA Time) to Breakfast with Bongani Bingwa broadcast on 702: https://buff.ly/gk3y0Kj For more from the show go to https://buff.ly/36edSLV or find all the catch-up podcasts here https://buff.ly/zEcM35T Subscribe to the 702 Daily and Weekly Newsletters https://buff.ly/v5mfetc Follow us on social media: 702 on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/TalkRadio702 702 on TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@talkradio702 702 on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/talkradio702/ 702 on X: https://x.com/Radio702 702 on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@radio702See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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Hello 2026 and hello Poster fam! It's been a hot minute since we chatted and we have SO MUCH to be excited about in 2026.First up, come join the Podcast at the Atlanta Rock Poster Show in Atlanta, GA on Saturday February 28th from 12-7pm at Sweetwater Brewing Co. We will be there, with some of our favorite artists. Stop by, say hello, buy a poster of several from your favorite artist. Check out trps.org for more information on this event!Also, 2026 has us checking our travel plans, booking flights and going on some epic adventures. Where will we see you in 2026 for DMB or Goose!?What are you excited about in 2026? What would you like to see from the Podcast?

Artspeak Radio, Wednesday, January 28, 2026, 9am -10am CST, 90.1fm KKFI Kansas City Community Radio, streaming live audio www.kkfi.org Producer/host Maria Vasquez Boyd welcomes Fringe Festival Director Audrey Crabtree with Bradley J. Thomas, and Charlotte St. Foundation Kimi Kitada, Tyler Galloway. AUDREY CRABTREE & BRADLEY J. THOMAS CHARLOTTE ST. FOUNDATION-The recently-opened exhibit, "stand up, fight back: designing an anti-racist movement for worker power" is on view at the charlotte street foundation. the exhibition tells the story of how thoughtful, sustained commitment to design for social change can become a force-multiplier that enriches the struggle for anti-racist, working class organizing. it features posters, banners, flyers, t-shirts, and other graphic ephemera, in addition to documentary videos and photos and oral histories from workers. the exhibition runs from now to feb 28. CSF is located at 3333 Genessee, KCMO. i will also be running a 2-hour workshop on saturday jan 31, titled "let's design protest posters!" other public programming includes "Archiving People's History: A Panel and Conversation" on thursday, february 12, 2026 from 6:30–8 PM tyler galloway is a graphic designer, professor, and Joyce C. Hall Chair of the Graphic Design department at Kansas City Art Institute. His primary research and practice interests focus on design for community-based social change through both client-initiated and designer-initiated work, which he pursues under his studio moniker, the new programme, alongside student collaborators. he brings 30 years of professional design experience and 20 years of teaching experience to his endeavors. tyler holds a BFA in graphic design from Missouri State University and an MGD from North Carolina State University. His work has appeared in several national and international political/social poster and art exhibitions and been published in the books “The Design of Dissent”, “Posters for the Planet”, “Graphis Poster Annual”, “Reproduce and Revolt”, in Communication Arts, and the Turkish socio-political design magazine “No Tasarim”. Coursework and student projects have been published in the book “Designing for Social Change” and the website “Design Ignites Change”, having won multiple grants through the latter. He has spoken locally and regionally on design for social change and was an invited participant in the LEAP symposium at Art Center College of Design. Design pedagogy papers have been presented at multiple AIGA national design education conferences, Typecon and the international MODE summit on motion graphics. But perhaps just as important, tyler loves riding bikes, punk rock, vegan cookies and being a husband and dad. thenewprogramme.net instagram @thenewprogramme Kimi Kitada is a curator based in Kansas City. She is the Gallery & Programs Manager at Charlotte Street, where she has worked since Fall 2020. Previously, she was Curatorial Assistant at The Museum of Contemporary Art, Los Angeles in 2019-2020. From 2014 to 2018, she served as Public Programs & Research Coordinator at Independent Curators International (ICI) in New York. She is currently working on a two-person exhibition of Cesar Lopez and Kiki Serna for the Albrecht-Kemper Museum of Art in St. Joseph, MO, which opens on February 27, 2026. Additionally, she is co-curating a traveling exhibition for Independent Curators International, titled How to Make a Scene: Artist Run Midwest, which will debut in Fall 2026. www.charlottestreet.org Instagram:@charlottestreetfoundation

Posters for the Melania “documentary” show up in Hispanic neighborhoods hit hard by ICE. Ben riffs. Monroe talks Amazon deal with Melania, Trump's senility in Davos and Indiana's peculiar proposal to the Bears. And more…See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

fWotD Episode 3185: 2001 Tiananmen Square self-immolation incident Welcome to featured Wiki of the Day, your daily dose of knowledge from Wikipedia's finest articles.The featured article for Friday, 23 January 2026, is 2001 Tiananmen Square self-immolation incident.The 2001 Tiananmen Square self-immolation incident took place in Tiananmen Square in central Beijing, on the eve of Chinese New Year on 23 January 2001. There is controversy over the incident; Chinese government sources say that five members of Falun Gong, a religious movement that is banned in mainland China, set themselves on fire in the square. Falun Gong sources disputed the accuracy of these portrayals, and claimed that their teachings explicitly forbid violence or suicide. Some journalists have claimed that the self-immolations were staged.According to Chinese state media, a group of seven people had travelled to Beijing from Henan province, and five set themselves on fire on Tiananmen Square. In the Chinese press, the event was used as proof of the dangers of Falun Gong, and was used to legitimise the government's campaign against the group.The official account of events soon came under scrutiny, however. Two weeks after the self-immolation event, The Washington Post published an investigation into the identity of the two self-immolation victims who were killed, and found that "no one ever saw [them] practice Falun Gong".Human Rights Watch (HRW) wrote that "the incident was among one of the most difficult stories for reporters in Beijing at the time to report on" because of a lack of independent information available. The self-immolation victims were accessible only to reporters from China's state-run press; international media, and even the victims' family members were barred from contacting them. A wide variety of opinions and interpretations of what may have happened then emerged: the event may have been set up by the government to frame Falun Gong; it may have been an authentic protest; the self-immolators could have been "new or unschooled" Falun Gong practitioners; and other views.The campaign of state propaganda that followed the event eroded public sympathy for Falun Gong. Time magazine noted that many Chinese had previously felt that Falun Gong posed no real threat, and that the state's crackdown against it had gone too far. After the self-immolation, however, the media campaign against the group gained significant traction. Posters, leaflets and videos were produced detailing the supposed detrimental effects of Falun Gong practice, and regular anti-Falun Gong classes were scheduled in schools. CNN compared the government's propaganda initiative to past political movements such as the Korean War and the Cultural Revolution. Later, as public opinion turned against the group, according to sources, the Chinese authorities began sanctioning the "systematic use of violence" to eliminate Falun Gong. In the year following the incident, Freedom House said that the imprisonment, torture, and deaths of Falun Gong practitioners in custody increased significantly.This recording reflects the Wikipedia text as of 00:06 UTC on Friday, 23 January 2026.For the full current version of the article, see 2001 Tiananmen Square self-immolation incident on Wikipedia.This podcast uses content from Wikipedia under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike License.Visit our archives at wikioftheday.com and subscribe to stay updated on new episodes.Follow us on Mastodon at @wikioftheday@masto.ai.Also check out Curmudgeon's Corner, a current events podcast.Until next time, I'm neural Matthew.

For years, this house felt normal. Safe. Ordinary. Close enough to family to feel familiar. And then—slowly, quietly—it began to change. Not with footsteps or apparitions, but with moments that didn't fit together… until they did.A couch that vibrated like something invisible had settled into it. A television that changed channels on its own, then began shutting itself off every night. A bathroom no one wanted to use, for reasons no one could explain. Phones that rang without being connected to anything. A voice captured on an answering machine that shouldn't have been able to record at all.At first, each incident felt isolated. Easy to dismiss. Easy to rationalize. Then things became physical.Posters were torn down while everyone slept elsewhere. A presence that made a bedroom feel occupied when it clearly wasn't. And finally, a sound so close, so unmistakable, that it sent someone running from the room without looking back.#trueghoststories #hauntedhouse #paranormalencounters #realparanormal #unexplainedphenomena #ghoststorytime #hauntingexperiences #paranormalpodcast #creepystories #trueparanormalLove real ghost stories? Don't just listen—join us on YouTube and be part of the largest community of real paranormal encounters anywhere. Subscribe now and never miss a chilling new story:

For years, this house felt normal. Safe. Ordinary. Close enough to family to feel familiar. And then—slowly, quietly—it began to change. Not with footsteps or apparitions, but with moments that didn't fit together… until they did.A couch that vibrated like something invisible had settled into it. A television that changed channels on its own, then began shutting itself off every night. A bathroom no one wanted to use, for reasons no one could explain. Phones that rang without being connected to anything. A voice captured on an answering machine that shouldn't have been able to record at all.At first, each incident felt isolated. Easy to dismiss. Easy to rationalize. Then things became physical.Posters were torn down while everyone slept elsewhere. A presence that made a bedroom feel occupied when it clearly wasn't. And finally, a sound so close, so unmistakable, that it sent someone running from the room without looking back.Whatever was happening didn't follow the family when they left—but it left behind questions that never quite settled.#trueghoststories #hauntedhouse #paranormalencounters #realparanormal #unexplainedphenomena #ghoststorytime #hauntingexperiences #paranormalpodcast #creepystories #trueparanormalLove real ghost stories? Don't just listen—join us on YouTube and be part of the largest community of real paranormal encounters anywhere. Subscribe now and never miss a chilling new story:

Food poisoning, Venezuela, Sal's New Comedy Special posters, Chappelle's Unstoppable, working with Dave after leaving Chappelle Show, and Shedeur Sanders and the Browns end of season.

2:01:23 – Frank in New Jersey, plus the Other Side. Topics include: Mystery solved decades later, job in Clifton in 1994, Nirvana, wee box, soup, Bukowski tapes, Riker Hill Art Park in Livingston, Mon Cherie, Tape Land 190 – Birthday 2001 (October 2001), The Quangle Wangle’s Hat by Edward Lear, new couch, new wallet, new green […]

2:01:23 – Frank in New Jersey, plus the Other Side. Topics include: Mystery solved decades later, job in Clifton in 1994, Nirvana, wee box, soup, Bukowski tapes, Riker Hill Art Park in Livingston, Mon Cherie, Tape Land 190 – Birthday 2001 (October 2001), The Quangle Wangle’s Hat by Edward Lear, new couch, new wallet, new green […]

Humorist and writer Michele Wojciechowski joins Beth Stolarczyk and Jon Brennan on “Getting Real With Jon & Beth” and spills the beans about the many celebrities she has interviewed including Jon Cryer, Carl Reiner, Mel Brooks, Lou Diamond Phillips, Billy Idol, Kevin Bacon, Sam Elliot and many others! “Wojo” shares about the first article she wrote for Vanity Fair when she interviewed the late Rob Reiner.   Michele Wojciechowski is the author of an award winning book entitled “Next Time I Move, They'll Carry Me Out in a Box.” which is available on Amazon.  If you would like a signed copy you can reach out to Michele at TheMicheleWojo@gmail.com.  She is active on social media platforms such as X, Instagram and Tik Tok at @TheMicheleWojo. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In this week's episode of Chit Chat Across the Pond, Adam Engst joins us to valiantly attempt to explain to us how the new Phone app is supposed to work in iOS 26. He'll demystify the Classic and Unified views and even help you figure out how to call someone from the calls list in the two different views. Of course, he's written up several articles on the topic for your later reference: Hidden Setting Controls What Happens When You Tap a Call in the Phone App Comparing the Classic and Unified Views in iOS 26's Phone App How to Set Contact Avatars and Posters on the iPhone I want to make sure that you realize TidBITS is predominantly reader-supported (93%). The fine folks (and especially Adam) have been writing long-form, thoughtful content about the Apple world for 35 years. If you appreciate Adam being on Chit Chat Across the Pond once a month, be like me and support the work at TidBITS by going to the Membership page to sign up for as little as $20/year.

Saturday, December 20, 2025 - Five days till Christmas, 11 days left to raise funds to CURE SYNGAP1 AES was exceptional in many ways, here are a few: Rare & SYNGAP1 were both very visible, posters with our Logo and names of staff were seen! Posters: https://www.linkedin.com/posts/graglia_syngap1-curesyngap1-activity-7408291479187755008-rMru Our conference was standing room only and had investors!  Even got a mention in their research report! https://www.investing.com/news/analyst-ratings/cantor-fitzgerald-reiterates-overweight-rating-on-camp4-therapeutics-stock-93CH-4403281 ProMMiS Launch was a massive win for patients.  Collaboration. Praxis and Lundbeck recruited for exciting drugs and CAMP4 talked about their ASO and recruiting next year. Our community's presence was felt well into AES. Aaron's post on growth! https://www.facebook.com/aaron.j.harding.5/posts/pfbid0231DtMVUtkZa4eXLv8C8qbf4xEN95aRP1xJ8sGNNvun7aDuUyZVatMWUjjigdXfg1l    Pre-register now for Denver: cureSYNGAP1.org/Pre26   Fundraising. We are YTD $1.68M which is below $1.86M in '23 and $1.97M in '24.  We need to really double down on fundraising for the next two weeks and into next year.  Support our campaign at curesyngap1.org/unlock   ACTION ALERT

In this episode of Scene N Nerd, hosts Sarah  Belmont and Will Polk dive into the thrilling world of Stranger Things Season 5, Episodes 3 and 4, titled "The Turnbow Trap" and "The Sorcerer." The duo passionately explores the intricate plots and character dynamics as the gang faces off against new threats while grappling with their personal challenges. From nostalgic references to classic 80s films to the evolving relationships among the characters, Sarah and Will dissect the emotional stakes that keep viewers on the edge of their seats.

Marty, Dave, Eric, and Daniel sort the rumor of a black AVP, tools for creating spatial video, and maybe Netflix on AVP.VisionOS 26.2 RChttps://developer.apple.com/documentation/visionos-release-notes/visionos-26_2-release-notes New Immersive VideoThe World of Red Bullhttps://tv.apple.com/us/show/world-of-red-bull/umc.cmc.h96ns9ovu03p34i6bnodn3h6 Legs of Steel Crew video on the shoothttps://www.facebook.com/watch/?v=845919234692119 Winners of App and Game of the yearExplore POVhttps://apps.apple.com/ca/app/explore-pov/id6479555991Porta Nubahttps://apps.apple.com/ca/app/porta-nubi-immersive-puzzles/id6503628155 Back in BlackMore All-Black Vision Pro Prototype Parts Surface Onlinehttps://forums.macrumors.com/threads/more-all-black-vision-pro-prototype-parts-surface-online.2474341/ New startup competitionEx Apple Engineer's New Startup Claims to Beat Vision Pro in Speedhttps://www.macobserver.com/news/ex-apple-engineers-new-startup-claims-to-beat-vision-pro-in-speed/ Lakers in 3D!!!!Apple Immersive to stream select Lakers games on Vision Prohttps://www.thesportingtribune.com/2025/12/04/apple-immersive-to-broadcast-select-lakers-gamesSteam FrameConfirmed: Steam Frame will lack this Apple Vision Pro and Meta Quest feature at launch — Valve says it's 'on our list'https://www.tomsguide.com/computing/vr-ar/confirmed-steam-frame-will-lack-this-apple-vision-pro-and-meta-quest-feature-at-launch-valve-says-its-on-our-list Bad Medicine Assessing the Feasibility of Using Apple Vision Pro While Performing Medical Precision Tasks: Controlled User Studyhttps://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/41340843/ Video creation trainingsApple Vision Pro Strategy For Immersive Video Production: Live Sports, Static Foveation, And Monetization Challengeshttps://www.cined.com/apple-vision-pro-strategy-for-immersive-video-production-live-sports-static-foveation-and-monetization-challenges/Create stories with immersive video and audio | Meet with Applehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jK58gKCyyBgAn introduction to capturing Apple Immersive Video | Meet with Applehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ghpBTIbTZlg Day 1 | Create immersive media experiences for visionOS | Meet with Applehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=leGqoF8HJxU Day 2 | Create immersive media experiences for visionOS | Meet with Applehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4V_7-1bm4Rk Hidden workflow resourcesVision Pro Hidden Features and Workflows Many Users Haven't Discoveredhttps://applemagazine.com/vision-pro-hidden-features/Hyper-Specific Apple Vision Pro Use Cases Emerging Among Early Adoptershttps://applemagazine.com/vision-pro-hyper-specific-use-cases/ ReviewsI wish I waited for Galaxy XR instead of going broke on Vision Prohttps://www.androidauthority.com/i-wish-i-waited-samsung-galaxy-xr-3617651/Apple Vision Pro (M5) Review After 30 Days of Real Usehttps://www.geeky-gadgets.com/apple-vision-pro-m5-review-after-30-days-of-real-use/Drone for Spatial VideoThis 8K 360 Drone Is Not What I Expected - Antigravity A1 50-Min Reviewhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MipoNX7X0mA House of CommonsApple Vision Pro appears in front of House of Commons Select Committeehttps://www.reddit.com/r/VisionPro/comments/1pckcsp/apple_vision_pro_appears_in_front_of_house_of/ Netflix and chillA guide: How to watch Netflix in 4K on Safari or Supercut, with Spatial Audiohttps://www.reddit.com/r/VisionPro/comments/1pc2zm6/a_guide_how_to_watch_netflix_in_4k_on_safari_or/ Netflix Apphttps://www.reddit.com/r/VisionPro/comments/1pevsr6/netflix_app/ APPS Santa's Village: Holiday Magichttps://apps.apple.com/us/app/santas-village-holiday-magic/id6755688257 Posters 2.0https://apps.apple.com/us/app/posters-discover-media-home/id6478062053Email: ThePodTalkNetwork@gmail.comWebsite: ThePodTalk.netYouTube.com/@VisionProFiles

WEDNESDAY HR 1 The age of the heart throb. Who was your favorite heart throb? Angel tries to give Ryan a heads up on a morning speed trap. And spin out on Flock cameras. Diddy Doc

WEDNESDAY HR 1 The age of the heart throb. Who was your favorite heart throb? Angel tries to give Ryan a heads up on a morning speed trap. And spin out on Flock cameras. Diddy Doc See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

From Strings to Screens: Aaron Gershman's Journey Across AV, Digital, and Design How does a former rock guitarist with zero design training become a creative force behind some of the most visually stunning and emotionally resonant film campaigns of our time? This week on Trailer Geeks and Teaser Gods, Corey Nathan sits down with Aaron Gershman, SVP of Creative Advertising at Lionsgate, whose journey from teenage rocker to "Pope of Posters" is anything but ordinary. From working on cult classics like Scott Pilgrim to crafting mind-blowing illustrated campaigns for John Wick 4, Aaron shares a deep-dive into the intersections of music, design, AV, and storytelling.

Join our host Marie-Claire Gould (@mariecgould) and special guest Rachael from Scavenger's Hoard (@scavengershoard) Scavenger's Hoard episodes are still available: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/scavengers-hoard-a-star-wars-podcast/id1176653293 Important Links and References: Save The Hunt for Ben Solo – https://x.com/hauntxmexthen And GoFundme for PCRF: https://gofund.me/b108af8d7 New York Times Square Billboard Organizer: https://x.com/BD_Neagle_ The Hunt for Ben Solo Site: https://sites.google.com/view/thehuntforbensolo/home/jtr Posters created by: […]