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Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 10 Interrogated Until Dawn In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.             Wakefulness is a race we cannot not win; Sleep is remorseless as all salvation should be           "Are you his real girlfriends?" Gerry, a shorter, stout girl with short black hair inquired. "It doesn't work that way," Chastity confessed. "Zane is our property and we rent him out for social functions." "No you don't," I laughed. "Chastity and Hope are good friends and we came out for dinner and a movie." "If you aren't dating anyone in particular there is going to be a party next Saturday. It is by special invitation only, it is a block party but we could call you when we find out," Erin offered. "Hey, babes," this guy greeted us, or more appropriately, the ladies around me. He was rather average looking; perhaps he would have looked better if his face wasn't constantly burned by the Sun and he avoided smoking joints and drinking so much. I figured he was about twenty or so. He was unlikely to have anything resembling a regular girlfriend or even regular sex because he paid little heed to his looks or his wardrobe. His chief companion was a weasely guy; not the shifty sort, but the blood-thirsty feral kind. He was short and wiry with an anger that came from unrealized ambition and recognition; probably a vicious fighter but used to striking from the blind side. The final guy was tall and skinny, suffering from shyness exacerbated by the presence of women. Erin and Gerry looked at the new guy, snorted derisively and turned back to me. "Here's our number," Erin said as she took out a pen and wrote her digits on my palm. "Call on Thursday and we'll tell you where we can meet." I nodded because I was grappling with the rudeness these girls were showing this guy and his buddies. "What, going to be a party?" the guy leered. "By invitation," Erin responded, "College students only." I was starting to feel for this guy. "What, is Zane boy and his Kappa Sig whores good enough for you sluts, but real working men are not?" he taunted us. "Don't do that," I warned him, putting a hand to his chest as he stepped forward and tried to put his hands on Erin's and Hope's asses. I'm not sure what Erin would do but Hope was likely to dislocate his jaw. "Take your hand off me, jack ass," he growled. His weasely buddy looked ready to pounce. "We should call it a night," I told the ladies. "Erin, Gerry, I'll call later. Ladies, let's get out of here." Erin and Gerry tossed a worried look dumbass's way, then smiled to me and left. My companions and I left by a different way. Since we were heading out the easiest way to the parking lot, the three guys followed us. "Hey, you sissy bastard, why are you afraid to share?" he mocked me, but really, was sissy bastard the best he could do? I sensed him coming up behind us as we exited the mall so I spun around, as did the girls. "So how much do these Kappa Sigs cost?" he chuckled. "It can't be that much if you are buying these whores two at a time. I'll give you twenty for them both." "Walk away, Zane," Chastity urged me quietly. "Let it go." "You are right," I bit down my anger, "not only does he not have the money, he couldn't satisfy a woman even if he could convince one to accept payment." "Mother fucker," he snarled, and shoved me back. I had had enough. "Go back to your playmates," I warned him calmly, "I'm not someone you want to be badmouthing ladies around." "Whatchya gonna do, Fucker?" he shot back. "How about when I finish kicking your ass, I'm gonna bang both the bitches you brought tonight? Then I'm going to ride those whores you were on the video with." "Oh, you shouldn't have said that," breathed Hope. I was not the one she was admonishing, either. "Apologize to these two ladies right now and pledge to never go near the Kappa Sigs and I'll let you leave here under your own power," I responded. "I was afraid this shit-hole would never fight," the weasel guy sneered. I looked to the third guy. "Do you know the number for the hospital?" I asked him. He nodded. "Good." The main talker started to shift his body into an aggressive stance but had the nerves of a bully, not a fighter. My first strike rocked him back on his feet and gave me the time I needed for his buddy. The buddy got a quick but unskilled jab off. I blocked it and popped him hard, nearly knocking him over. I spun back to the Talker, set him up with a strike, and then kicked him so hard that I sent him flying out of the fight. The Weasel lashed out again; I caught his arm and drove my knee into his stomach. I kept that up for eight more knee-strikes until he ceased struggling and slumped to the ground. "Make that call," I told the third guy, then grabbed my girls and ran for the car. "Why are we running?" Hope asked as we got into my car. "They already know who I am but you two are unknown. Face it," I reasoned with them, "if you two get dragged down to the police station, that could be big trouble." "And since you are already known, you are screwed," Chastity muttered. "Yes, basically. Once I get you two safely back to your dorm, I'll turn myself in and deal with the consequences," I informed them. "We'll talk to Gorman when we get back," Hope said. "That kind of voids the reason for fleeing the scene," I pointed out. "What is it about you, dates, and the police?" Chastity chided me. "Hey, now, only half my dates have ended with police involvement," I complained. "Zane, do you realize how horrible those odds are?" Hope noted. "Does this mean no second date?" I joked. "I think we want a do-over on this one," Hope grinned. "I think we were all hoping for a different kind of excitement when we got back to your place." "Groan, it would sort of suck for you two to be in my room when the cops come for me," I sighed. That was the end of our conversation, because it would suck and we had no choice. Once I had Hope and Chastity back to their dorm, I made my way back to my place and changed. Since we were normally required to be in uniform, we had gone to Aunt Jill's to change into 'normal' attire, but I had decided we didn't have the time for it on the way back. I gave Coach Gorman a call and explained the events, minus my two friends. She told me to stay put. It was past midnight when I received a call from the Coach. "Zane, please come to my office," she told me. "I'll be right there," I responded, as I slipped off my bed. The campus was still and dark as I made my way to the Security Center. There were only two offices with lights on, that of the night officer and Gorman's office. Inside, I found Gorman behind her desk and a Sheriff's Deputy sitting in a chair opposite her and angled to look at me and the door. "I told you he would come," Gorman reprimanded the officer. "He ran once; I had reason to believe he would rabbit again," the man answered. "Cowardice is not a trait I attribute to Mr. Braxton," Gorman commented dryly. "That may be the case," he replied. "Mr. Braxton, I want to ask you some questions about what happened at the mall this evening around 9:30." "I went to see a movie. When I came out, I was accosted by three men, and when I attempted to leave, they followed me to the parking lot where I proceeded to beat the crap out of them," I confessed. "So you admit putting two men in the hospital?" the Sheriff's Deputy inquired. "Yes, sir. I struck the taller one in the face, pivoted and did a downward block to the smaller guy, following through with an uppercut to his jaw. I did another strike to the first guy, then did a jump kick, sorry Coach, to his sternum, putting him out of the fight. The smaller guy righted himself, struck, and I caught him in an arm bar. I then brought my knee to his stomach, sorry Coach, and struck him repeatedly with it, sorry Coach," I outlined the fight. "Thank you. But why are you apologizing to Coach Gorman?" the Deputy asked. "He's apologizing for not using Karate moves," Dana informed him. "I'm his Karate Coach as well as Head of Security." "And a hell of a soccer coach, or so I'm told," I grinned sadly. "That is nice. Now, there was a report of two women being with you," the officer said. "Who were they? I need to interview them." "I'm not going to deny there were other women there but I won't name names. There could be academic consequences for fighting and I want to spare them that," I explained. "Son, I could tack on a charge of obstruction of justice to go with your two counts of assault and one of fleeing the scene of a crime," he related. "Okay. Do what you have to do," I declared. "I will not turn on my friends." "In that case, I am placing you under arrest," the Deputy stated, as he stood up and Mirandized me. He brought out the cuffs and led me away. Back at the Sheriff's Office, I sat down with SD Burrows, my arresting officer, and we worked on his report. It turned out I could type and he could peck, so I convinced him to dictate the report for him because I desperately needed some sleep. A female Sheriff's Deputy gave our case, and me, a double-take. "What have you got here?" the woman asked. "Two counts of Assault, fleeing the scene, and obstruction of justice," Burrows said. "Zane Braxton?" she inquired. "Yeah. We have him in a report for that fight at the Kappa Sigma House last Saturday, though no charges were filed," he informed her. "I went to the University, that's Freedom Fellowship, and he turned himself in." "Why did you run?" She turned to me. I groaned and lowered my head. "Apparently, he was protecting the identity of the two women he was with; most likely fellow FFU students," Barrows filled her in. She nodded and went on her way. "Okay," he said when we finished, "let's get you processed and put you into the general holding cell. Do you want to call your lawyer?" "I'd rather get some sleep," I confided in him. "You will be arraigned tomorrow morning at 9:00 so have someone by then," he advised me. After that was the tedious process of fingerprints and the pictures before they finally moved me to the 'overnight' holding cell. Inside were two benches and nine guys. Five crowded onto one bench, two biker-type guys lounged on the second bench, and two were left to stand against the bars. I was really tired. "I'm really tired," I explained to the more tattooed and bald biker-guy, "get off my God-damn bench." There was a hush in the cell. "What did you say, Pussy?" the guy said as he stood up. He had an inch on me and fifty pounds or so. His buddy was standing as well. "I've put two guys in the hospital tonight already. I'm more than willing to put your heads through the bars, Asshole. Now get off my God-damn bench," I growled. "Braxton, I don't want any trouble from you," a passing Deputy commented. "What's he in for?" the lead biker asked the Deputy. "He put two guys in the hospital for talking to his ladies, as best as we can figure," the officer stated. "What are these two in for?" I inquired, while keeping my eyes on the bikers. "Misdemeanor drug possession," the Deputy answered. I smiled evilly at the bikers. "Get off my God-damn bench. I need a nap," I seethed and they back-side-stepped out of my way. As I said, I was really cranky. For whatever reason, no one attacked me in my sleep, and I was definitely dead to the world within five minutes of my head hitting the hard surface of my contested bench. I dreamed of ice cream and pizza, and scantily clad babes bringing me ice cream and pizza, confirming that while exhausted, I was not dead. "Mr. Braxton," a strange yet not totally unfamiliar voice said as she shook me awake. I looked up into the deep, earthy brown eyes of the female Deputy that I'd seen earlier. "They need you in Interrogation Room One." I sat up and rubbed my eyes, realized I didn't have a watch, so I inquired as to the time, a little past 2:00. "Okay, but I've already confessed," I mumbled as I stood up. "I'm not sure what more I can say." She turned and walked out of the cell, where a second female officer was holding the door. Alarm bells were going off. While I've never been to a US jail before, I'd seen enough police procedural shows to know the cops never let the convict get behind them. Girls do it all the time, when they want to show off their ass, and I stupidly was caught doing just that, as her smirk over her shoulder revealed. She shut the door when I left and walked down the hall with one in front of me and one behind. Sure enough, they took me into an interrogation room, and the unknown one took a seat opposite me while the slightly more familiar one stood behind my chair. "Mr. Braxton, we understand you have refused your right to counsel; is that correct?" the one with Urquhart on her name tag said. "Technically, no. I have refused to call for a lawyer but I plan to engage one in the morning," I admitted. "We would like to ask you some questions, if that is okay?" Deputy Urquhart said. "Sure," I leaned back. The other officer put her hands on my shoulders. Without really thinking about it, I reached across my chest to the opposite shoulder and ran my fingertips along the fingertips of the woman's hand. My interrogator noted the gesture. "You were in an altercation at the Kappa Sigma House last weekend. What can you tell us about that?" she asked. "I imagine saying things like 'it wasn't official' and 'it was within city limits' is pointless, so I guess I was shoved into the girls' bathroom by five guys and got my ass kicked," I explained. "Five guys decided to beat you up? Was there a reason?" she persisted. The other officer began rubbing her fingers along with mine. "Short story, none of your business; longer version, these frat boys were messing with some of the ladies I came to the party with and I got the ladies away. Later, they came for payback and a fight ensued. I got my ladies out, then went back to the Kappa Sigs to see if everything was okay." "But neither the FFU girls nor the Sorority pressed charges so we don't know who they are, and now you are in another fight, women are involved, but you won't tell us who they are either," she outlined. "Basically, yes," I replied. "You are looking at some very serious trouble if these girls don't step forward or you don't tell us who they are," she explained. I took the time to move my free hand behind me and onto the thigh of the officer there. In seconds, I had spider-climbed my hand to her crotch. She tensed up, pushed away from me, then rocked forward until her breasts bracketed my head. "Well, since that's not going to happen, how about we get something to eat?" I sighed. I figured that sleep wasn't likely so I might as well toss around some sexual innuendo to lighten the mood. "You are looking at serious jail time and your first thought is to order out?" the interrogator questioned. "I was hoping to eat in, actually," I grinned. "Oh, and what makes you think that is going to happen?" she questioned me with a sexual undertone. "Two female officers, you are not taking notes, and I've been frigging your partner behind my back for nearly a minute now without her putting my head through the table," I explained. She stared at me for a second, not sure if I was exhibiting bravado or I was really playing into their game. Apparently her partner expressed to her visually that I was indeed playing with her. "Well, what do you have in mind?" she gave a lopsided grin. "I'm Haley and she's Tara." "First off," I stood up, moved the chair away, and turned to Tara, "I'd like to do this." I ran my hands down her sides, around to cup the ass she'd shown me in the cell while I kissed her. Tara pulled my lips down to her ear and neck while I raised her leg up until her knee was at my hip level. When I began working on her belt buckle, her hands came around and helped me until it swung loose and she lowered it to the ground. A rapid mutual stripping off of the clothes followed. "You two want to slow down?" Haley joked as she came up behind me. "Fuck, this thing is huge," Tara gasped past me to her partner. Since her hand had surrounded my cock, I had to imagine she had a flair for the dramatic. "He's twice as big as my husband." Oh, Hell! Husband? I guess if I was a better guy, I'd end things right now, but I'm an okay guy, not a saint. "If he complains, remind him that he's sleeping with that tramp of a sister you have," Haley teased. "God, yes," Tara moaned happily, "Let's get a condom on this bad boy and see if he performs as advertised. If he's anything like his video, I can't wait to show this to Bill and let's see how he likes it." "Whoa," I interjected. "Who is your husband, Bill, and is he going to want to kill me?" Tara slid down my body, licking my shaft and balls as she went, retrieved a condom from her pants, and came back up along the same path. "Don't you worry, Zane; he's a bouncer at the Fallout Shelter," Tara assured me. Clearly I had no idea what that was so Tara enlightened me. "It's a popular college club. You can't get in there legally anyway." "Your sister?" I questioned. As for the club, was an ID the only thing in the way? Simple. "She's a bartender there, the slut. She's still pissed that I put her husband away," Haley explained. "What'd he go in for?" This was getting more and more twisted. Haley began rubbing her nearly naked body against mine from behind. "Arms trafficking. He was sentenced to twelve years down in Fairview," Haley murmured, "Now, let's put that tongue to better use." Arms trafficking, at least I'm learning about firearms at school. I turned Tara around and pushed her up against the table next to Haley. "How are we going to do this?" Haley asked. "You both get up on the table and I'll give it a shot," I told them. "I am so far past exhausted that I feel invincible." I crouched down, placing Haley's left and Tara's right between my legs, and began to massage their cunts in tandem. I moved up to Haley first, kissing her cunt lips, then making three passes with my tongue, parting her lips and tasting her fluids as they began to flow. I then transferred my attention to Tara, this time sucking on her already excited clit. "Make out," I suggested to the objects of my affections. "We are not like that," Tara told me. Well, that sucked, or more like, I was going to be the only one sucking, which made my job a lot harder. Now I had to increase the activities of my fingers to keep them boiling, and finally I sent Tara over the edge with clitoral stimulation with my lips and teeth. "Oh, God!" she cried out shrilly. Her legs wrapped around my shoulders and squeezed me tightly to her, temporarily pulling my hand away from Haley's honey trap. The second I could pry myself free of Tara's legs, I stood over Haley and began sliding my cock into her hot, steamy cunt. "Ah," she moaned, "give it to me just like that, oh, yeah." I pushed in slowly. By her tightness, I figured it had been some time since she'd had sex. "Oh, fuck, she went on. "Bigger than Chris?" Tara chuckled, somewhat breathless. Chris? Who the fuck was Chris? If I had to deal with another husband, I was going to seek out a non-extradition country. "Chris?" I ground out, as I picked up my pounding of Haley. "My, ugh, ex, ugh, damn, you are , ugh, good," Haley grunted. "Caught, oh, yeah, him, banging a, ugh, co-ed, ugh, divorced his, ass." What the hell? Could no one in this town keep it in their pants? Had I come home to where I truly belonged? "How is he?" Tara asked. "I'm, hmm, plotting out, yeah, baby, that, ugh, mile, oh, good, between his, hmm, school and, fuck, yeah, his home." Haley urged me on harder with her thighs on my ass and her fingernails on my shoulders and back. Lucky me; Lancaster city limits end right past the Kappa Sigma house, then it's all county up to the campus gates. I already had a city cop waiting for second round and now I was adding to frustrated Sheriff's Deputies figuring out how to commit legal malfeasance on my ass. I was so distracted, I literally collided with Haley's face as she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me down. Kissing, I understood; the licking of Tara's juices off my face is somewhat unexpected. I caught Tara mesmerized by the show, though I was really not in a position to push them together because Haley started going off. "You bastard," she growled, "bastard, bastard, fuck, fuck, you Bastard!!" She bucked up against me with powerful jabs that rotated and lifted her hips into my downward thrusts. She made this hissing noise through her clenched teeth as her orgasm gripped her body in one massive seizure. How exactly do you explain fucking a female officer to death? "Did, is she going to be okay?" Tara worried. How in the Hell am I supposed to know? "Oh, Gawd," Haley finally gasped. "Do you date older women?" "Ah, I don't know, since I may be going to prison soon," I responded cautiously. "That's not going to be a problem," Tara said seductively as she tilted my sweaty face her way. "Those guys dropped the charges. Your lawyers are processing you out right now." "A less deviant personality would be upset by what you two just did," I groaned, "but since the sex has been really good and I haven't cum yet, all I really want to know is, do we have to stop now or can we keep going?" They exchanged glances, then turned on me with a hunger worthy of she-wolves. Fortunately, I was feeling pretty damn Alpha wolf right then too. Yes, I'm an idiot. An hour later we were all finishing getting dressed when I slumped back on the table and put an arm over my eyes to shield me from the overhead florescent lights. "You okay, Zane?" Tara asked. "Nothing wrong here, but I did have this fantasy that I'd get a good night's sleep tonight. I'm not sure how I'm going to get through classes," I relayed to them. "The weekend is almost here," Haley said as she pulled me up and off the table. I stumbled into her arms and she gave me one more saucy kiss. "Now we better produce your body before too many questions are asked." "Don't worry, we'll keep in touch with you to make sure those guys don't cause you any trouble," Tara grinned. "Which guys?" I asked for clarification. "Exactly," Haley smiled. Translation: whatever excuse works. "Let's go." We three had all made it out the door and about fifteen steps down the hall when a voice called out behind us. "Zane." It was Hudson Lane, the school's lawyer. My two new friends and I turned around and I didn't have to be told how bad things were. Lane and another woman had come out of the door next to the interrogation room I'd just left. That would be the room on the other side of the one-way glass. "Hey, Ms. Lane," I grinned, even as the blood drained out of my face. "Been here long?" "About an hour," she smiled knowingly. "I can explain," I gulped. My two cop buddies were very silent on the matter. "This is going to be good," Lane told the woman standing next to her. The stranger looked intrigued. "See, I ended up in a cell with some drug smugglers and it necessitated a full-body cavity search," I offered hopefully. "While that is a possibility, far-fetched perhaps, why were the officers required to also be without their clothing?" the unnamed lawyer asked. I stared at her. "That's Zane's way of asking who you are," Hudson smiled. "Oh, my apology. I'm Sophia Brigitte Messier. I was hired to represent you in this matter," the lawyer answered. "Oh, okay. The officers discovered that they might have had drug residue on their uniforms and had to remove them before the drugs could take effect," I lied. "And the physical Olympics that ensued?" Brigitte smirked. "CPR, I was having a bad reaction to, something," I groaned. "For an hour? You are lucky to be alive," she said with a straight face. "I often feel that way too, lucky to be alive, that is," I clarified. "Officers, I think we are done here tonight," Lane told my female Deputies. They both took a deep breath, Tara smirked at me, then they both departed down the hall. "Let's go, Zane; it is time to get you home." I moved aside so that Lane and Messier could walk past me, but Lane put her hand to my back and moved me forward. "No, you don't," she laughed. "You need to get to campus before daylight." "Couldn't you stash me in a motel room for twenty-four hours?" I stifled a yawn. Lane shook her head and steered me out. As I was leaving the station, a short, burly Deputy brushed past me. His name tag read Chris Urquhart. Well, fuck a duck, Haley's ex is a Sheriff's Deputy too. "Zane, are you okay?" Lane asked with some concern. "Let's get out of here before that guy figures out I just nailed his ex-wife," I whispered to her. "My car is this way," Brigitte motioned to us, and we hastily made to her car and sped away. "Just so I have this straight," Brigitte turned to Lane, "you let this guy live among an entire school of young ladies?" "I'd trust my daughter if I had one," Hudson declared. "Zane's reliable and loyal, if sexually, " "Promiscuous, aggressive, dynamic, Brigitte added. "I can only imagine how this story is going to be received around the bar where I hang out. I'm not sure anyone will believe me." "This has never happened to you before?" Lane teased us both. "Going to a hospital and intimidating witnesses, happens all the time. Going to the station to retrieve my client, only to find him, I don't even know how to describe all those sexual acts he perpetrated on those two female officers, still having sex with two of his arresting officers, how does this happen to someone?" Brigitte wondered. "That's Zane," Lane answered. "Zane, have you ever turned down an offer of sex?" "Recently," I thought about it, "technically, yes I have." "Really?" Lane sounded surprised. "Well, she said I could do anything to her, and I told her I wanted to cuddle," I told them. "Does that count?" "A girl throws herself at you and all you want to do is cuddle?" Brigitte said. "If it wasn't for what I witnessed over the past hour, I might think you were gay." "She is a really nice girl who is worried about the nature of our relationship. She didn't really want to have sex, she wanted to be appreciated, so I held her and talked to her and we fell asleep in each other's arms," I explained. "Is this the guy you think is a threat to our girls at Freedom Fellowship?" Lane questioned. "I actually wish my boyfriend had felt that way. He was all about quick sex and rolling over, and private time was spending the night at a club with his friends," Brigitte mulled it over, then, "Oh, God, I unloaded on the two of you. I don't even know either one of you." "Zane makes women around him do all kinds of crazy things," Lane chuckled. "Blame him." "Honestly, Ms. Messier, you need to take a good swim to unwind," I noted. "Not power-laps either, but diving and swimming deep, fun stuff." Silence followed. "How did you know I was a swimmer? I competed in college," Brigitte inquired. "You have that kind of body, plus the way your roll your shoulders and hips," I responded. "I thought you would say something like my breasts were small," she stated. "What do you mean? You have great breasts. That green half-cup is a really good choice for you, too," I told her. "How, Brigitte stammered. "I notice women," I explained. "Brown eyes, set tight on an aquiline nose, shoulder length black hair, but you probably feel you need a haircut, fine bone structure, five foot ten, and maybe 115 pounds, slender, and you regularly wax." More silence followed. "How old is he, again?" Brigitte asked Hudson. "I swear he's only eighteen; we checked. All we can figure is that it is genetic. Apparently his father was a real hellion," Lane related. "We are lucky there aren't dozens of little Zane s out there." "Maybe that is why my Dad told me to never use my real name when I first asked him for dating advice," I mused. "I thought your parents died when you were fifteen," Brigitte asked. "They did, but I started dating when I was twelve," I enlightened her. "You were dating when you were twelve?" Hudson gawked. "If it is any consolation, she was sixteen," I offered. "How do you date a sixteen-year-old when you are twelve?" Brigitte wondered. "She was upset because some other girls were bothering her. I started up a conversation and then I asked her out and she said yes," I stated what was obvious to me. "Tell me you didn't have sex," Lane said. "No, I didn't have sex. I was a virgin until I went to Thailand," I filled them in. "No sex of any kind?" Brigitte asked. "I didn't say that. I mean, she was gorgeous and, filled out so much more than girls in my class, and she wanted to show me stuff," I continued. Silence followed us into the campus parking lot. "We'll see you up to your room," Hudson told me as we got out of the car. At this point, I figured I could make a run for it, but then Gorman would probably let them into my room eventually anyway. I considered leaving the campus forever but I couldn't leave Rio behind. Finally, I surrendered to the inevitable. Not because I'm egotistical or believe I'm sexually irresistible but because all I want to do is sleep, and that seems to draw women to me like nails to a magnet. My life would have been so much easier if I'd lied and told Brigitte she was a stick and claimed Hudson was unremarkable. Of course, my hell-bound mind referenced that Hudson was definitely bi-sexual and Brigitte was lonely. "I need you to sign some papers," Brigitte told me as we entered the dorm. "Can I grab a shower first?" I responded. Ms. Messier and Lane exchanged looks. "Of course, Zane," Lane replied. "We'll go over our notes until you get back." In reality, lawyers are struggling guys in cheap suits with bad diets and an under-developed sense of humor. In my world, they are leggy babes with overcharged libidos and a penchant for mixing business with pleasure. I fully expected a lesbian love fest when I got back to my room from my shower so I was a bit surprised when I got back and found them sitting on opposite ends of the bed in awkward conversation. I'm standing there with a white towel around my waist and my flesh covered in a sheen of steam-borne water. Brigitte couldn't take her eyes off me and licked her lips like I was a piece of prime rib. Hudson looked at her and visually teased me seductively; she had used me as bait to get at her newfound colleague. I'd hate her if she wasn't so damn hot. I'm going to have to add Nuvigil to the Viagra I need to start taking. "Zane, why don't you sit down next to Brigitte and we can conclude our business," Hudson smiled and gave me a wink. Great, I've gone from her sex toy to her accomplice. I sat down next to Brigitte, our thighs rubbing against each other. She nervously pulled out some papers and a notepad from her briefcase and held them up for me to look over. At the same time, Hudson scooted down the bed until she was wedged in on my other side. "Here is the itinerary I followed," she began. "Okay, good," I nodded. I would have paid more attention except Hudson touched my jaw and pulled my head away from Brigitte and my lips into hers. "My interview, maybe I should, Brigitte stuttered, then fell totally quiet when I rested a hand on her thigh right above the knee. Hudson and I kept making out, even after she pushed me back on the bed and hovered over me. I kept a hand resting on Brigitte's hip and I felt her shift so she was closer to facing the two of us. "Keep him busy," Hudson suddenly told Brigitte as she pulled up and away and began taking her shirt off. She looked back and forth between me and Lane for three seconds before leaning in on me. "Are you okay with this?" she said in a throaty growl. I figured less was more so I simply nodded. She started kissing me tentatively so I ran my hand through her hair and pulled her closer. Her position was ungainly so I figured she'd turn on her side and lay beside me. Instead, she vaulted me and straddled my hips. "Are you really sure you are okay with this?" she panted. "If you are asking me if I want to have sex with you, then yes, I have been fantasizing about having sex with you since I first saw you, Brigitte." Not really the truth, but she did have a nice, firm, athletic body and I did want to know it better. On my tombstone I want these words transcribed: He was just curious. "Thank God," she confessed, as her eyes lit up with passion, "because I haven't had sex in nine months and watching you for the past hour and a half has been murder." "Are you going to make love to him with your clothes on?" Hudson teased Brigitte. "Oh, right," Brigitte admitted. She rolled off toward Hudson and began hiking up her skirt and working down her pantyhose and panties. "Don't go anywhere," she demanded of me. "This is my room; I'm hardly going to make a run for the door," I joked back. I pulled off my towel, rolled onto my side, and returned to kissing Brigitte. Every time she revealed a new portion of her body, I dove on it, tasting, kissing, and nibbling every inch. Hudson finished getting undressed first despite Brigitte's frantic efforts. She was content to watch me and the new lawyer go at it. When Brigitte finished stripping she pulled me on top of her with her legs pinning my hips to her. I reached between her legs and stroked her kitty. "Is there anything you want me to do first?" I questioned her with a husky tone. She let me rub my fingers over her cunt several times before she nodded vigorously. "Scoot to the top of the bed," I requested. Brigitte crab-walked to the head of the bed while Hudson let her move past, then shot me a 'clever boy' look. I crawled forth on all fours between Brigitte's legs and gave her a famished look before lowering my lips to her muff. "Umm," she moaned as I rested my upper lip against her clit while I inserted my tongue deep into her liquid folds, already dripping with her need. I worked her over for over a minute before I noted Hudson poised right above my head. I parted Brigitte's legs farther apart and began kissing down her thighs toward the underside of her knees. "No, Brigitte pleaded. "Close your eyes and concentrate on my lips," I instructed her. When she did so, I exchanged another quick look to Hudson, then went lower on Brigitte's thighs. Hudson's arms straddled Brigitte's body and she lowered her face onto Brigitte's cunt. "Yeah," Brigitte purred, as Hudson slowly sucked on her clit. We kept up the pressure on our latest friend for several minutes before she finally clued in that there were two sets of lips engaging her body's erogenous zones. "Ms. Lane, Hudson, I don't think, oh, Brigitte's protest was stifled by Hudson's vigorous suction of her clit. I gave Ms. Messier about fifteen seconds to decide whether or not she wanted to fight Hudson off but when her hands quested down to gently hold Hudson's head in place, I was sure we were okay. I moved outside of Brigitte's legs and slowly forced her onto her side. Hudson responded expertly and soon I was kissing her ass cheeks and Hudson was lapping her cunt. Hudson was tuning up her cunt while I teased and penetrated her anus with the occasional sojourn lower so that Hudson and I could kiss between her legs. That intensified Brigitte's arousal and within a minute, she began trembling. "You two, are incredible," she gasped out desperately. "I'm going, going to cum!" She bucked a few times, then went off. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, Yes, Yes!" she growled. Brigitte wasn't a screamer but her orgasm carried a subsonic undercurrent that made the skin tingle and the blood pump faster. As she came down we positioned ourselves farther up Brigitte's body, sandwiching her between us. "How do you want to handle this?" Hudson threw out there. "I still need a stiff, hard cock," Brigitte pleaded. "Okay," Hudson grinned wickedly. "Brigitte, we will '69' with you on top and Zane will mount you doggy style." "I'm not really into girls, sorry," Brigitte apologized. "You don't have to do anything to me," Hudson lied to her" "but I want another shot at your clit while Zane bangs you." Brigitte gulped, then nodded, and the ladies positioned themselves quickly enough. Several things ensued, primarily the exposure of Hudson Lane as a persistent witch who usually gets her way. Just as important, Brigitte isn't a 'slammer', she's a 'slow stroke' kind of girl. She likes the feel of a strong rod slowly pushing in and out of her as it rubs against her vaginal walls. She's not about friction but sensitivity. Another little trick was, every fifth stroke into Brigitte, Hudson would pull me out and insert nearly two-thirds of my meat down her throat, then reinsert me back into Brigitte, which is pretty freaking Awesome. That last bit of Ms. Lane's plan was a combination of stamina, curiosity, and lustful arousal. For the first minute or so, Brigitte kept her head up and avoided looking down at Hudson's inviting spread. Hudson would ungulate her hips and moan occasionally but wouldn't play with herself. Eventually, Brigitte was drawn to look at Hudson's glistening lips and finally touch them. A few cautious, coaxing strokes turned into a finger dipping in and an excited squeal from Hudson. Brigitte took the encouragement for what it was and began to seriously work Hudson's lips over with the first and third fingers while finger-fucking with the middle. Hudson hungrily sought out more attention and before I knew it, Brigitte had lowered her lips to Lane's engorged clitoris. To remind Lane she wasn't getting away with murder, I reached under Brigitte and tortured Hudson's nipples with a vengeance. Maybe that wasn't the best way to teach Hudson a lesson because she began exploding all over the place seconds later, it is that whole seduction thing, no doubt. That left me with nearly a minute to concentrate solely on Brigitte and I did so by leaning over her body, reaching around and massaging each breast lovingly, from tender flesh to rigid nipple. Her climax had the unintended consequence of Brigitte biting Lane on the inner thigh hard enough to leave visible teeth marks and elicit a loud squeal from Hudson. Brigitte tumbled to the side in a jumble of arms and legs with Hudson. I crashed backwards, sprawling over the foot of my bed. I lay there, exhausted, wasted, broken, and spent physically, emotionally, and spiritually. Lane appeared like some hazy spirit over me and smiled. "Now it is my turn," she demanded. Rio loves me. I'm sure if I begged her to put a knife through my heart she would do it. I put that suggestion on my 'To Do' list. Relationships, consequences, and women in need. "Zane," Barbie Lynn whispered to me as she shook my shoulder. I swear I only got to sleep ten minutes ago. I blearily looked around me. Brigitte was face down on my left snoring softly, her black hair splayed everywhere. Hudson was asleep on my right, an innocent smile on her lips visible because her head was turned toward me. Then there was Barbie Lynn who looked both amused and nervous as she was trying to wake me up without disturbing the two professional women to either side. "You need to get up," she continued to hiss. "I don't want you to miss your shower." Yes, I had already had a shower recently, but I'd also been milked of every last ounce of energy in the interim. Gingerly I climbed over Hudson, but half way there she stirred and started to wake. "Go back to sleep," I murmured to her. I kissed her on the cheek; she grinned, wiggled beneath me and then went still. My cock had been resting on her ass when this happened and sprang to life in one last suicidal effort at manhood. Barbie Lynn grabbed a towel and my shower kit and led me by the hand down the stairs. When we stepped out into the hall she wrapped the towel around me, stroking my hard-on. "If you like," she purred, "I'll take care of that for you." She had no idea why I started to sob uncontrollably. She put an arm around my shoulder and led me to the showers in silence. My cadre of shower-buddies was already there when I arrived. I nodded a few greetings then walked straight into a cold spray of water, hanging my head and letting the chill push me back toward consciousness. "What's wrong with him?" Opal asked Barbie Lynn. "He was arrested last night," she told the assembled group. "You go, Boy!" Rio exulted. She's a freak. "He was on a date with Hope and Chastity," Iona spoke up. "I'll find out what they know." "Anyway, I went up to find him and there he was with all those bites and scratches all over his body, plus he had Ms. Lane and some other woman I don't know in bed with him, asleep." "Ms. Lane, the school lawyer?" Brandi babbled. "The very one," Barbie Lynn affirmed. "I suppose it is too much to hope for that they had clothes on?" Iona sighed. "Sorry, no. Naked as the day they were born with that freshly and thoroughly fucked glow all about them," Barbie Lynn giggled. "Well, who is going to ask him what happened?" Opal demanded. "I don't know," Brandi intervened. "He looks like he's about to die." "Nah, I know that look," Rio snickered. "He's past the 'about to die' phase. Right now, he's at the 'praying for death' phase." The water warmed up and I decided it was time to actually get clean so I poured out some shampoo and worked it in. Signs of life on my part quieted the conversation and quickened the girls to finish up their own cleaning functions. Later Opal insisted on shaving me while Brandi began cataloging the sexual details the women had left on my body. "Whoa, the bite marks on his shoulders are smaller than the ones on his ass," Brandi enlightened the remaining girls. Iona and Rio had already beaten a hasty exit and had I been more alert, I would have been terribly worried. As it was, Barbie Lynn guided me back to my door and let me go up alone. "Umm, hey, Zane," murmured Hudson as I began getting dressed. She had rolled over and was looking at me as I zipped up my pants. "Good Morning, Hudson. Barbie Lynn Masters was up here earlier, reminding me to use the shower, and she saw both of you," I informed her. "Oh, God, where am I? Oh, God, what have I done?" moaned Brigitte into her pillow. I walked to her side of the bed and sat down. I let my hand rub her shoulder blades and brushed her hair away from her neck. "You didn't do anything immoral or illegal," Hudson said. "Technically, Zane was never your client but a person of interest to your client. We are all of legal age." "I'm in some teenage boy's dorm room," she muttered. "I had hopes of making partner one day too." "How do you feel?" I asked. "I'm beat," she sighed. I kissed her on the back of the neck. "Don't." I kissed her lower, where the neck flows into the shoulders. "Don't, Another kiss along the top of the left shoulder blade, "Oh, a final kiss to the top of the shoulder. "Damn," she moaned. "I hope you had a good time because I certainly did," I whispered into her ear. "I did," she admitted. "I'm, still thrumming inside. That last orgasm, she couldn't put it into words, though I was sure Hudson was feeling very self-satisfied right then. "Don't worry about anything. Stay in my room until 9:00 then slip over to Ms. Lane's office while we are at Assembly, then make a public showing of leaving from there and heading out. Everything will be okay," I assured her. "I'll look after her, Zane," Hudson Lane told me. "How about I set the alarm clock and you two get some sleep?" I suggested. Hudson pouted, then let it turn into a knowing grin. "Okay, but what about you?" Hudson noted. "You look like Death warmed over." "Thanks," I joked through the fatigue. "How come only women are allowed to look even more desirable after sex, while men simply look worn out?" Brigitte rolled onto her side and stared at me. "Is he for real?" she wondered to Hudson. "Absolutely," she chuckled back. "Look at his pants if you don't believe me." Damn it, I was hard again. "Zane, have you ever thought about interning at a law firm?" Brigitte asked. "I'm in Pre-Med," I answered. "Change majors," she commanded. Hudson laughed. "Be careful, Sophia Brigitte Messier, there are at least a dozen young ladies on this campus who will deeply resent you poaching their favorite freshman," Hudson snickered. Brigitte looked at me with a twinge of sadness and regret. "Hudson knows how to reach me if you ever have need of me," I told her. "Please understand that while what we did was very pleasurable, I am here to graduate with a degree in something." "Yes, that whole being eighteen and all," Brigitte sighed. "I understand." "Zane," Hudson huffed, "do you want to see Brigitte again?" "Absolutely; there is something to be said for her tight swimmer's body," I replied," and she's definitely got spirit." "I'm not another one of your college co-eds," she chastised me, but with a smile on her face. "Why not? You are as wild and vigorous as any eighteen-year-old I know," I responded. Brigitte's mouth fell open in shock. "I, well, because I'm a graduate of Georgetown Law School; third in my class," she stammered. "One never stops being young; you merely forget how," I quoted someone from somewhere, but I was too tired to remember the specifics. "I hope that if any job opportunity every stops you from being as sexy as you are now, you turn it down." "Imagine what he's like when he's actually trying to seduce you," Hudson smiled. "I repeat my earlier question: are you sure you want to unleash this boy, man on an all-girls campus?" Brigitte grinned. "I swear, the next girl I get to seduce here will be the first," I groaned. "They rarely give me the chance or the time before, well, things happen. Frankly, I've only romanced one girl here and she's not too interested." "Who is that?" Hudson inquired. "Christina Buchanan," I shrugged, "a beautiful, intelligent senior who seems to have enough sense to not get too involved with me." Brigitte shook her head and chuckled. "She's my employer. She hired me to get you out of jail." I wasn't sure how long I stood there digesting that news because the next thing I recalled was Hudson calling my name. "Zane? Zane? Are you okay?" "Huh?" I muttered. "You zoned out there for a minute. You really need some sleep," she observed. "I won't argue with that, but it doesn't seem likely," I noted. "I am going to call Ms. Goodswell and ask her to get you half the day off," Hudson stated. "You aren't going to hear me argue," I grinned as I flopped down on the bed. I assumed she called but I was out before she reached her phone. Getting Through The Day I slept through a nice little struggle between Rhaine and Barbie Lynn. Rhaine had been sent promptly at 7:00 to deliver me to the Chancellor. Barbie Lynn had been warned of the visit, and my condition, by Virginia Goodswell, and held her off long enough for Doctor Larson to get there and defuse the situation. By the time the Chancellor made a second run at me, Hudson and Brigitte had made their exit and Ms. Lane was able to cover for me and my 'condition'. At 11:30 I received a call from Lane to 'remind' me that I had to bring by the papers she'd 'left' with me when she escorted me from the jail the night before. I found the paperwork that Brigitte had wanted me to sign last night, read it over, and then signed them. After that, I grabbed my stuff and headed for the Dining Hall. For a nice change, I was one of the early arrivals, getting my food and grabbing my spot in peace. I had started working on my salad when I spotted Iona running right at me. "Zane!" she cried out as she hugged me. "I was so worried about you." "I was a little exhausted, Iona," I squeezed her back. "There was nothing to worry about." "You were in jail, Silly," she lectured me. "A really prisoner could have hurt you." Iona was missing the fact that I put two people in the hospital. Mentioning that I threatened two bikers over a bench to sleep on would definitely be unwise. "I was in no real danger. They didn't put me in with any bad people; mainly drunks and minor drug charges," I embellished the facts. She rested her head on my shoulder (I was still sitting) and sighed. "Well, Rio and I were still worried," she murmured. No sooner had Iona headed off to get food than Rio came up. "Hey, little brother, we have got to get you a prison tattoo now," she laughed. "Rio, I was in County lock-up for four hours. I didn't even get to use the communal toilet," I joked back. "So, how many hotties did you bang? Quick, tell me before Iona gets back," Rio grinned. "They don't house men and women together," I pointed out. "Oh, like concrete walls and iron bars are going to slow you down," she teased. "Fine, I swear I did not have sex with any female, or male, inmates," I pledged. "Damn, she frowned for a second, then she brightened up. "You nailed a cop!" I lowered my head with embarrassment. "Well, fuck," she crowed, "you nailed two? More?" I pointed to the lunch line. "Go get some food, damn it!" I growled. She skipped off, overly pleased with herself, and all I could do was shake my head. Before Iona returned, a dozen more of my friends stopped by to see if I was okay, if I was molested in prison (they are weird friends), and to confirm that I'd really put two guys in the hospital for threatening two FFU girls. Iona and Rio were sitting down with me when Raven came up, looking conflicted. "Well, I don't imagine you made any progress on our project," she asked. "No. I said I'd get stuff this weekend so we could start Monday," I assured her. "Fine; try to stay out of jail and not fight anybody, and get some sleep," she stated. Raven gave me a curt nod, turned and left. "Zane," Rio sighed, "you've gotten another one into your orbit." "No," I insisted, "we are studying together; that's all." "So she came over here to ask totally irrelevant questions she already knew the answers too?" Iona mused. God is laughing at me and trying to drive me crazy. Chastity and Hope came walking up next, looking less pleased than I hoped they would. "We need a moment outside," Chastity cautioned me. I stuffed as much food as possible into my cheeks before getting up and following them out; I'd missed breakfast after all. The trail led outside where Christina, Faith, and Heaven waited. In a strange reversal of events, Heaven looked fearful for me and Christina looked like she wanted to bite my head off. Even Faith held some sympathy toward me. I got to them, tried to smile, but Christina cut me off. "Can you try to not fuck everyone in sight?" Christina snarled. "Honestly, all I wanted to do was get back to my room and get some sleep," I swore. "What did he d

A German's view of "sh*** and giggles", a gravedigger competition, torches and pitchforks, Jeremy Roenick in the bowels of Chicago Stadium, play-by-play of the 1935 World Series, and an expose about promiscuous ladybugs are among the Minutiae topics discussed this week by Rick and Dave. [Ep408]

HOST: Mark Longo, The Options Insider Media Group CO-HOSTS: Andrew Giovinazzi, The Option Pit & Mike Tosaw, St. Charles Wealth Management   In this episode, the team breaks down the options market, including unusual activity alerts, market analysis, trading strategies, and listener questions. They discuss the latest on tech stocks like AMD, Oracle, and OpenAI, current market trends, and the ongoing government shutdown's impact. The episode also covers the significance of having contingency plans for unexpected trading issues and highlights some interesting trades such as bullish calls in Weyerhaeuser and Gain Therapeutics.   00:00 Introduction and Welcome 07:05 Trading Block: Market Analysis 34:01 Odd Block: Unusual Options Activity (WY, GANX) 47:27 Strategy Block: Planning for the Unexpected 50:30 Around the Block: Market Watch 53:07 Show Wrap-Up and Announcements  

HOST: Mark Longo, The Options Insider Media Group CO-HOSTS: Andrew Giovinazzi, The Option Pit & Mike Tosaw, St. Charles Wealth Management   In this episode, the team breaks down the options market, including unusual activity alerts, market analysis, trading strategies, and listener questions. They discuss the latest on tech stocks like AMD, Oracle, and OpenAI, current market trends, and the ongoing government shutdown's impact. The episode also covers the significance of having contingency plans for unexpected trading issues and highlights some interesting trades such as bullish calls in Weyerhaeuser and Gain Therapeutics.   00:00 Introduction and Welcome 07:05 Trading Block: Market Analysis 34:01 Odd Block: Unusual Options Activity (WY, GANX) 47:27 Strategy Block: Planning for the Unexpected 50:30 Around the Block: Market Watch 53:07 Show Wrap-Up and Announcements  

TODAY on the show we started off by talking about it OFFICIALLY being the NFL opening day and all of the exciting games being played over the weekend. This also led to some fantasy football talk. We got into our Days of the Week and received our SUB PAR Word of the Day. We got into some Sarah B Trending. We had an Oasis appreciation moment complete with a jam session. Sarah made out with a listener and gave us all of the details. We also got into some more Drunk B**ch Summer stories!TOMORROW on the show we have Horoscopes, Blues News and Football Picks!CLIP OF THE DAY: When You're Fat You Have To Own It 100:00:00,000 --> 00:00:01,800Is this chick, y'all?200:00:01,800 --> 00:00:04,960I used to be in love with it, and I still kinda,300:00:04,960 --> 00:00:06,320probably with Banga.400:00:06,320 --> 00:00:09,520She has gotten bigger as a house.500:00:09,520 --> 00:00:10,360- Oh.600:00:10,360 --> 00:00:11,200- You know the girl that's saying,700:00:11,200 --> 00:00:13,080"Promiscuous girl."800:00:13,080 --> 00:00:14,120What's her name?900:00:14,120 --> 00:00:15,360Oh, I can't think of it.1000:00:15,360 --> 00:00:16,360- Wait, you're talking about Nelly for Todd?1100:00:16,360 --> 00:00:17,200- Yeah!1200:00:17,200 --> 00:00:18,040- She got big?1300:00:18,040 --> 00:00:18,880- What?1400:00:18,880 --> 00:00:19,720- Oh, giant.1500:00:19,720 --> 00:00:20,720- Oh my God.1600:00:20,720 --> 00:00:21,560- Oh, look at that.1700:00:21,560 --> 00:00:22,400- Who's got that?1800:00:22,400 --> 00:00:23,400- Who's got that?1900:00:23,400 --> 00:00:24,760- Very, very, very.2000:00:24,760 --> 00:00:26,680- They raised the she replaced drugs with food.2100:00:26,680 --> 00:00:27,520- Is she sick?2200:00:27,520 --> 00:00:28,720Oh, something, I don't know.2300:00:28,720 --> 00:00:31,160- I saw her in concert in Las Vegas.2400:00:31,160 --> 00:00:33,440She opened up for David Gray.2500:00:33,440 --> 00:00:34,880- It was a great show.2600:00:34,880 --> 00:00:38,040- God, it's like, we're like Nelly tostado.2700:00:38,040 --> 00:00:41,280- She is big!2800:00:41,280 --> 00:00:42,160- That's surprising.2900:00:42,160 --> 00:00:43,160- Wow.3000:00:43,160 --> 00:00:44,400Still sounding good.3100:00:44,400 --> 00:00:46,440- And she wants to turn off the lights,3200:00:46,440 --> 00:00:48,360turn off the lights.3300:00:48,360 --> 00:00:49,320- I have to now.3400:00:49,320 --> 00:00:51,400- But I think I would still hit that.3500:00:51,400 --> 00:00:52,240(laughing)3600:00:52,240 --> 00:00:54,440What I saw her in yesterday was this,3700:00:54,440 --> 00:00:55,920everybody yelling at her.3800:00:55,920 --> 00:00:57,800It was this black dress.3900:00:57,800 --> 00:00:59,680And her thighs were all out.4000:00:59,680 --> 00:01:02,960And I was like, she got some curves to be big.4100:01:02,960 --> 00:01:03,800- Wow.4200:01:03,800 --> 00:01:06,920- She was lashed out and everybody about body shaming.4300:01:06,920 --> 00:01:08,840- I wanna do some body taming.4400:01:08,840 --> 00:01:10,200Come on over here, girl.4500:01:10,200 --> 00:01:15,200- Is it body shaming if you say, hey, yeah, they put on weight?4600:01:15,200 --> 00:01:17,840- When people call me fat, it's not like I go,4700:01:17,840 --> 00:01:19,480"Huh, huh?"4800:01:19,480 --> 00:01:20,320Yeah.4900:01:20,320 --> 00:01:22,760It's like you gotta own it, man.5000:01:22,760 --> 00:01:24,280It's like, yeah, you got fat.5100:01:24,280 --> 00:01:26,640(laughing)5200:01:26,640 --> 00:01:28,400- It's indespirable.5300:01:28,400 --> 00:01:30,480(laughing)5400:01:30,480 --> 00:01:32,400- Ha, ha, I am not.

The RIDINOUTALLDAY Podcast is back with another crazy episode 206!

Wicked, Travis, Fae, and Dread talk about The Cabin in the Woods. The Boys are Hot and Crazy. Jack Quaid is Everywhere and We Love Him. Nepotisming All Over the Place. Krantz Over Hems. Conk or Conch? Conshell-quenches. Vegetarian Zombies. Fornicus is His Formal Name. Fran Krantz's Filmography. The Promiscuous, the Innocent, the Smartie, the Sporty, and the Fool Archetypes Buffet. Blood Squirting Out of His Blowhole. Sexy Fire Dance. Pour Some Sugar on the Wolf. Good Job Zombie Arm, Killing Eli Roth-Knockoff. Bloops: Monica's Mispronunciations. Missing the D. Send Us a Copy of Your Earbuds. One Fook Maximum

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Rick is into promiscuous women, creameries, tasting his own cum and more and he was recently paralyzed from the waist down and he called in to talk all about it. Tune in to hear all the details including how he came up with his own “boob therapy” and how it not only turns him on but also helps him with his nerve pain from his accident, how and why he loves being a sexual confidant and listening to promiscuous women stories as well as listen in on them getting fucked, the “spreadsheet” he keeps of all his sexual escapades and what's on it, how he got paralyzed from the waist down and the type of pleasure he gets out of sex now, how and why he started seeing escorts before his accident and what he loves about seeing them, how and when and why he got into tasting his own cum and wound up with a cum fetish, how and why he also got into anal play himself, how he enjoys creampies and the type of cum he thinks “tastes” best, the voyeur arrangement he set up with a woman and exactly what went down, the gangbnags with escorts he would go to and what would go down, his experience watching a porn star f*** another guy and exactly what went down, the creampie and snowballing date he had with her afterwards, how much has he spent on escorts so far and why he still enjoys being with them the best, the accident he had that caused him to become paralyzed and how he moved past it to continue to enjoy all the stuff he's into, what's on his bucket list for the future plus a whole lot more. His email if you want to contact him, he mentions it at the end: rickskinks@proton.me **To see HOT, anonymous pics of all of my female guests + gain access to my PRIVATE Discord channel where people get super XX naughty + hear anonymous confessions + get all the episodes early and AD FREE, join my Patreon! It's only $7 a month and you can cancel at any time. You can sign up here: https://www.patreon.com/StrictlyAnonymousPodcast MY BOOK IS NOW OUT FOR PRE-ORDER!!!! Strictly Anonymous Confessions: Secret Sex Lives of Total Strangers. A bunch of short, super sexy, TRUE stories. GET YOUR COPY NOW: https://amzn.to/4i7hBCd To Join SDC and get a FREE Trial! click here: https://www.sdc.com/?ref=37712 or go to SDC.com and use my code 37712 Want to be on the show? Email me at strictlyanonymouspodcast@gmail.com or go to http://www.strictlyanonymouspodcast.com and click on "Be on the Show" Have something quick you want to confess while remaining anonymous? Call the CONFESSIONS hotline at 347-420-3579. You can call 24/7. All voices are changed. Sponsors: https://viia.co/STRICTLYANON Try VIIA and use code STRICTLYANON for great SEX and sleep https://beducate.me/pd2508-anonymous Use code anonymous to get an additional 10% off the campaign's current discount - that's 60% off Follow me! Instagram https://www.instagram.com/strictanonymous/ Twitter https://twitter.com/strictanonymous?lang=en Website http://www.strictlyanonymouspodcast.com/ Everything else https://linktr.ee/Strictlyanonymouspodcas Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

“Our movements are pretty much just made of our relationships — whether we can move together, coordinate, collaborate, figure out disagreements [and] stay loyal to each other when the repression comes down,” says Dean Spade. In this episode Dean and Kelly discuss the lessons of Dean's new book, Love in a F*cked-Up World: How to Build Relationships, Hook Up, and Raise Hell Together. Music: Son Monarcas, Pulsed & David Celeste You can find a transcript and show notes (including links to resources) here: truthout.org/series/movement-memos/ If you would like to support the show, you can donate here: bit.ly/TODonate If you would like to receive Truthout's newsletter, please sign up: bit.ly/TOnewsletter

It's the Best of Encore Seasons 1-6 with a jam-packed POP BOXSET. Listen to 4 episodes of Encore featuring the stories behind Taylor Swift's We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together, Britney Spears' Toxic, Nelly Furtado's Promiscuous and Christina Aguilera's Dirrty! Listen to NEW Episodes of Encore: The Stories Behind The Songs You Love every Thursday on iHeartRadio or wherever you get your Podcasts coming soon!

Don't kink-shame the promiscuous CBD. It's okay that in a world of orthosteric normative binding, CBD is into allosteric binding. In fact, CBD is not just into any allosteric binding. CBD is into negative allosteric binding.If none of that makes any sense to you, don't worry. We are going to take a deep dive into how the famous cannabinoid, CBD, interacts with the cannabinoid receptor CB1. And it doesn't bind like a key into a lock, which is how pharmacy school told Trevor that all ligands bind to their receptors. Like all things cannabis, things are weirder, more complicated and more nuanced than our co-host, Trevor, thought. Put your science toques on and let's skate into some CB1 receptor research.Dr. Robert Laprairie BioDetermination of the Negative Allosteric Binding Site of Cannabidiol at the CB1 Receptor A Combined Computational and Site Directed Mutagenesis Study Paper(Yes we got a SOCAN membership to use this song all legal and proper like)Music by:GameChops – Zelda and Chill 2(specifically at the 08:44 mark- Kass's theme)-YouTubeAdditional Music:Desiree Dorion desireedorion.comMarc Clement - FacebookTranscripts, papers and so much more at: reefermed.ca

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Today's Topics: 1, 2) Fire and brimstone befall promiscuous LA communities to the glee of climate fanatics https://www.knightsrepublic.com/single-post/fire-and-brimstone-befall-promiscuous-la-communities-to-the-glee-of-climate-fanatics 3, 4) In Part 49 of this series, Jesse and Eddie continue discussing "Authority Chart to Command Demons," beginning on page 242, in The Liber Christo Method of Healing and Deliverance, by Dr. Dan Schneider

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The shame from past sexual experiences can be a heavy burden, affecting our current and future relationships. In today's world, influenced by hook-up culture, hyper-sexualization, and widespread use of pornography, many people struggle with feelings of regret and guilt that impact their self-worth. This shame can lead to fear and insecurity, making it challenging to trust, be vulnerable, and fully experience the love and intimacy necessary for healthy relationships. It's important to recognize that this doesn't just affect the person with the sexual past, but also their partner. In this deeply personal and insightful interview, Richard De La Mora, a respected pastor, devoted husband, and co-founder of LoveAlwaysMinistries.com, sheds light on his latest book, "Body Count." The book addresses a sensitive and vital issue in today's hyper-sexualized world: navigating a relationship when one partner has a significant sexual history. Richard candidly shares his own journey of marrying a former adult film actress and how they successfully navigated through challenges such as jealousy, shame, and societal judgment. The interview delves into the book's core themes, exploring how to cultivate a thriving relationship despite a partner's past and how to overcome mental obstacles like recurring negative thoughts or "mental movies." Richard emphasizes the transformative power of grace, both in receiving it from God and extending it to a partner who may have a challenging sexual past.Richard De La Mora is a husband, father, pastor, evangelist, and author. His deep love for Jesus and passion for people led him to San Diego, CA, in 2012, where he began working in full-time ministry. He married his wife, former porn star Brittni, in 2016. Shortly after, they began preaching the gospel and sharing their unique story worldwide, which depicts a modern-day version of Hosea and Gomer. In 2020, Richard and Brittni founded Love Always Ministries. A ministry that helps people walk in their calling by discovering God's love and leading a victorious life through purity.Get your copy of Body CountLearn more about Love Always MinistriesFollow on socials:Richard- @richardelamoraBrittni- @brittnidelamoraLove Always- @lovealwaysministries

On this episode, Nina Li Coomes, who was once described as genre promiscuous by a professor, discusses her traumatic early reading experiences, and how her identity as a writer has developed. We also discuss some shared favorites, how much she loves a hate-read, and why it can be good to read books you might not like.    Click here to support Eman Alhaj Ali, the writer in Palestine that Nina has been working to support.    Books mentioned in this episode:    What Betsy's reading:  Invisible Child: Poverty, Survival, and Hope in an American City by Andrea Elliot Trust by Hernan Diaz  My Friends by Hisham Matar  Pink Slime by Fernanda Trías, trans. Heather Cleary   Books Highlighted by Nina: How to Write an Autobiographical Novel by Alexander Chee  Howl's Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones  Earthlings by Sayaka Murata The Swimmers by Julie Otsuka A Play for the Living in the Time of Extinction by Miranda Rose Hall The Covenant of Water by Abraham Verghese In the Heart of the Sea: The Tragedy of the Whaleship Essex by Nathaniel Philbrick    All books available on my Bookshop.org episode page.   Other books mentioned in this episode: Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas  Grimm's Fairytales by Grimm Jacob and Wilhelm  The Queen of the Night by Alexander Chee  The Searcher by Tana French In the Woods by Tana French  The Best Possible Experience: Stories by Nishanth Injam  The Aeneid by Virgil  The Buddha in the Attic by Julie Otsuka  When the Emperor Was Divine by Julie Otsuka  Moby-Dick by Herman Melville  Outlander by Diana Gabaldon  The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood  Oryx and Crake by Margaret Atwood  Homeland: Dungeons & Dragons: Book 1 by R. A. Salvatore  The Magicians by Lev Grossman  The Duke and I: Bridgerton by Julia Quinn  Where'd You Go, Bernadette by Maria Semple  The Book of Lost Things by John Connolly

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Explicit Content On This Episode - Gary found out that his girlfriend had more than 20 previous lovers... so he ran for the hills! Our jaws dropped when Maureen came on air with a bizarre rant about women who sleep around. Wait until you hear what she had to say!

On this episode of the AWKWARD DREADHEAD PODCAST we answer your dating questions. We talk about women never putting effort on dates, making dates boring, do women pay for dates, we touch on abortion. All that and more. We are THE AWKWARD DREADHEAD PODCAST and we talk shit. Follow us on all streaming and social media platforms. Read Past Comments - https://awkwardreadheadcomments.createaforum.com/general-discussion/ AWKWARD DREADTHREADS https://awkwardreadthreads.gumroad.com/ AWKWARD DREADHEAD COMICS https://awkwardreadheadcomics.com/ --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/awkward-dreadhead/support

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Trump and Elon for the kids. Is Kamala Harris low-IQ? Messy woman! Most promiscuous countries. Calls on police and "racial profiling." The Hake Report, Monday, July 29, 2024 AD TIME STAMPS * (0:00:00) Start/Topics * (0:01:46) Hey, guys! Mildly Attractive tee * (0:04:00) Save the kids! Elon Musk, Trump * (0:21:40) AJ Delgado vs Jason Miller and Trump? * (0:25:02) Homeless fire? Santa Fe dam, SGV * (0:27:04) SERG, TX: Sonya Massey; Cop overreacted? * (0:32:15) SERG: Seeing differently; Darkness vs Light * (0:35:45) SERG: Profiling? * (0:41:22) Super: Greggatron * (0:46:25) Supers: Lin Yen Chin * (0:50:44) Super: Homelessness in CA * (0:56:41) JOHN, KY: Bad white cops * (1:08:20) Most promiscuous countries: S-word facts * (1:25:36) JAIME, MN: Cops and profiling, politicians * (1:31:21) JAIME: Female teachers, S with student * (1:33:43) JAIME: Sonya Massey, cop deserves time * (1:35:48) STEVEN, MD: Profiled story * (1:39:03) STEVEN: Y'all cowards. GZ. Hannah Payne. * (1:44:19) STEVEN: Voting George Wallace? Served military? Draft dodge? * (1:47:53) Supers… The rest tomorrow! Call me tomorrow! * (1:53:04) Youth Brigade - "Barbed Wire" - 1981, Possible EP LINKS BLOG  https://www.thehakereport.com/blog/2024/7/29/the-hake-report-mon-7-29-24 PODCAST / Substack  HAKE NEWS from JLP  https://www.thehakereport.com/jlp-news/2024/7/29/hake-news-mon-7-29-24 Hake is live M-F 9-11a PT (11-1CT/12-2ET) Call-in 1-888-775-3773 https://www.thehakereport.com/show VIDEO  YouTube  -  Rumble*  -  Facebook  -  X  -  BitChute  -  Odysee*  PODCAST  Substack  -  Apple  -  Spotify  -  Castbox  -  Podcast Addict  *SUPER CHAT on platforms* above or  BuyMeACoffee, etc.  SHOP  Spring  -  Cameo  |  All My Links  JLP Network:  JLP  -  Church  -  TFS  -  Nick  -  Joel  Get full access to HAKE at thehakereport.substack.com/subscribe

Ever had a date with a flat earther? Yep, we've been there too, and it's just the tip of the iceberg in this wild episode of the Joosi Sex Podcast. We kick things off with that bizarre dating story, which perfectly segues into an enlightening discussion about the "ho phase"—a time in life where being less picky about partners and exploring your sexuality without societal strings attached is not just okay, but damn liberating. We reflect on our own journeys through sexual liberation, touching on the perplexing resistance to condom use in today's dating scene, and stress the crucial role of sexual autonomy and safety.Communication and consent are the bedrock of satisfying sexual experiences, and we've got tales to tell! From navigating the uncharted waters of threesomes to the liberating act of ending unsatisfying sex mid-stroke, we underscore the importance of asserting control over your sexual encounters. We highlight the necessity of clear communication and consent, even in the heat of the moment, to ensure everyone's comfort and pleasure. Our stories reinforce that no one owes their partner anything beyond their comfort, and it's perfectly okay to call the shots when things aren't hitting the right notes.And for those who like a dash of adventure, we delve into the thrill of public sex, recounting escapades from gondolas to porta potties that add a spicy twist to any relationship. We also explore how a "ho phase" can impact friendships and personal growth, acknowledging the emotional toll and the liberation that comes with embracing your desires. Whether it's a short-lived phase or a long-term choice, this episode is all about celebrating your sexual freedom, living without shame, and recognizing that your journey is uniquely yours. Join us for a candid, empowering conversation that might just change the way you think about your own sexual adventures!

Sponsor Link: Profit Specialist Groupvideo:    • Cash Discount Program Explained  https://www.cashisking.cc/How to hide a promiscuous past from your new manhttps://afru.com/hide-a-promiscuous-p...Mystery Link:    • Mario Kart as Mad Max?! | by Midjourn...  Rumble: https://rumble.com/c/c-2039428Odysee.TV: https://odysee.com/@SandmanMGTOW:cBitchute Link: https://www.bitchute.com/channel/YIxe...Sandman 2:    / @sandman2317  Twitter:   / sandmanmgtow  SubscribeStar.com: https://www.subscribestar.com/sandmanPaypal / Email: Sandmanmgtow @ Gmail.comBitcoin Address: bc1qtkeru8ygglfq36eu544hxw6n9hsh22l7fkf8uvHi Everyone Sandman Here,I wanted to cover this article sent to me by Jared with his donation called How To Hide a Promiscuous Past From Your New Man. Here's what someone named Anonymous X wrote and I quote: "Sometimes a guy is so great in bed that you can't risk scaring him off. Here's what you gotta do. First of all, let's make one thing perfectly clear: There is absolutely nothing wrong with being a slut. The fact is that you have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince, and in this year of 2023, people are free to experience sex no matter their color or creed. Also, your current partner is the only person it could possibly concern, and that means that a wild ride is by definition the past. In an ideal world, men wouldn't care about our Number whatsoever. But seeing as this is still a White Supremacist patriarchy, we're going to go ahead and assert that men absolutely will find issue with a woman having scored numbers on the higher end of the slut spectrum. And sometimes the copulation is so good you can't risk scaring him off. This tutorial is for those times. Here's what you gotta do. #1. Try to find out the number of people he has slept with! If it's more than what you've bagged so far, chill. You don't have to say anything. #2. Lie. It's that simple. IMPORTANT: And then, follow up with an almost virginal act — but don't overdo it. #3. Tell all, if you must — but with a twist! Like promoting a couple of bonks to an old boyfriend status… that way you can get down to telling tales of about two or three men in total. #4. Tell the truth? MAYBE… Some men are actually not bothered by a woman's ‘lively' past. But before you tell all, be sure that you are dating one such. How do you find out? Well, is he HAWT? #5. Pretend past lovers were terrible. And even if you have decided to reveal everything, remember that when you did, you didn't enjoy it very much either. It's not that it didn't mean anything…, it's just that with him it means so much more. So tamper your truth-or-dare with a bit of “baby, you're the best”… always goes down well. #6. And say they abused you. Don't let your man think too critically when you're being creative with the truth. Toy with his emotions by hinting, or even saying outright, that a lot of these old “boyfriends” abused you. #7. Do your cyber op sec and do it right. You already knew to prune any evidence from your social media, but I bet you didn't know you should also create a plausible cover story for missing information or blocks of time. Blaming it on an ex hacking and vandalizing your accounts after a bad breakup is the good old trusty, but you can really cook with your creative juices here. The more elaborate and preplanned the story, the harder it will be to crack for your new dude's prodding questions. Have an answer to every question. Most importantly — have fun! #8. And finally: always bring trusted friends in on the conspiracy. One more thing, make sure your friends are briefed. You don't want to be in a social situation where one of them suddenly blurts out, “Do you remember when we were in Ibiza and you did it with three men on one night?” in front of your man." unquote. Again thank you Jared for the donation and just remember that women have a culture of lying. Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/mgtow/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

Have you ever wondered about the unspoken questions in relationships? Join James as he dives into taboo topics and provides candid insights into the nuances of modern relationships. Get ready to uncover the answers you've been seeking in this eye-opening episode.Navigating sensitive topics in today's complex relationship landscapes can be daunting. From defining boundaries with friends to grappling with issues of trust and fidelity, the questions explored in this episode strike at the heart of common concerns in modern partnerships. James offers a refreshing perspective, encouraging open dialogue and honest communication to foster deeper connections and understanding between partners.In this episode, you will:1) Gain clarity on common relationship questions and concerns often left unaddressed.2) Explore practical strategies for maintaining trust, setting boundaries, and nurturing healthy communication in relationships.3) Discover insights to strengthen emotional bonds and navigate challenges with confidence and empathy.Scroll up and press play now to gain valuable insights and practical advice for overcoming common hurdles and fostering deeper connections with your partner. If you find value in our discussion, consider leaving a review on Apple Podcasts or Spotify to support our mission of fostering healthy relationships for all.More From Dad Mind MattersIf you have a story you'd like to tell about living with a mental illness or about how you escaped the rate race that you'd like to share with my podcast listeners, please book a chat via this link. CAN YOU HELP THE PODCAST?Dear Podcast Listener, thank you, I appreciate your support. This podcast aims to support dads all over the world, especially those struggling with their mental health.This podcast is my hobby, but I'd like it to become much more than that one day. For that to happen, I need the support of either one very wealthy angel investor or a few thousand, possibly slightly less wealthy (but no less generous) angel investors.To develop the podcast and hopefully support more dads, I need some help. With that in mind, if you enjoyed this episode and want to help me with what I'm trying to do, here is the link where you can leave a tip. ALL tips, regardless of size, are hugely appreciated, and as a thank you, anyone who leaves a tip will be entitled to a voice note message from me on their next birthday. Just contact me via the websiteThanks again for your support, and take care of yourselfJamesTo sign up for my FREE monthly newsletter - CLICK HEREABOUT MEHello, I'm James & not long ago, I was a very anxious and somewhat overwhelmed husband & dad. After about a decade of setbacks & enough coffee to sink a ship, I'm a much happier dad. As previously mentioned, I want to try & help other dads be the best they can without losing their mental health. Mental health battles are something I am all too familiar with. In 2010, my GP suggested I do a 12-week CBT course with the NHS. During this course, I was diagnosed as having Pure OCD, which explained a lot.To Buy My Audiobook, First Time Dad, Click this link...

Join us every week!We talk passionately about the ever changing real estate market!It's House Talk with a Happy Ending!www.jointhebrokerage.comMusic by:9-5 - Dolly PartonCuff It - BeyonceWalk - GriffPromiscuous, Nelly Furtado, TimbalandSay It Right - Nelly FurtadoSee You When I Git There - Lou RawlsYour Song- Billy Paul Good Day - Nappy RootsFind more episodes on:www.pattysplayhouse.comIf you want to search for a home in Tallahassee, www.PattyandScott.comPatty's Playhouse we talk about real estate and life in the small southern town.The conversations are consumer driven inviting entrepreneurs, real estate professionals and interesting people who make up our world of real estate. We talk real estate with some interesting and fun facts... Its like house porn! We talk lifestyle, staging tips, home buying selling and investing... all with a happy ending...House Talk with a Happy Ending... Each & Every Time! Get bonus content on Patreon Become a member at https://plus.acast.com/s/pattysplayhouse https://plus.acast.com/s/pattysplayhouse. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

What professions carry the reputation of being promiscuous? And, Slater lets us in on his daughter's teeth falling out like crazy

In this best-of edition, we look back at some golden moments - like JB and Billy's chat with Entourage star Jeremy Piven, Topics Brayshaw and idiots, JB can't sleep, Alessio winning $10k with Guernsey Cash, St Kilda's Liam Stocker, Billy's list of the most promiscuous countries, Gold Coast's Matt Rowell, an F1 themed Idiot Song, and Billy's Fruity Friday JokeSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

It's been a big week on Triple M's Rush Hour - so we look back at some of the best stuff. Wil Anderson comes in, Billy runs through a list of the most promiscuous countries, Jay Z Clark joins the show to talk about Jeremy Finlayson's suspension, Bill made an accounting error, JB's Traffic Party returns, St Kilda's Liam Stocker drops by, Billy does his Hump Day Quiz, Melbourne Vixen Jo Weston calls in,  Billy has an Idiot File, and also a cheeky jokeSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

ICYMI: Hour Three of ‘Later, with Mo'Kelly' Presents – Thoughts on everything from the Charleston, South Carolina Man that disappears on a Royal Caribbean cruise in Cozumel, to a list of the most promiscuous countries in the world with KFI Technical Producer and PHD to be Sam Zia and MORE - on KFI AM 640 – Live everywhere on the iHeartRadio app

It's bloody cold in Melbourne, but Billy's All Sports Report is full of the hottest sports news.  We play our new game 'are you a bigger dill than Bill?', before Xavier Ellis joins us from the west to talk about Freo and West Coast. Billy's found a survey about the world's most promiscuous countries, and Jordy in Box Hill has a crack at $10k with Guernsey Cash. Lehmo shares his funniest story from Gather Round, and Western Bulldog Sam Darcy joins the show. Finally, Billy has a joke from listener Belinda - and it's ANOTHER fruity one!  See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Pastor John looks at Revelation 2:12-17 as we continue our series on Christ's letters to the seven churches in Revelation.

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Hey book besties! We have a fun episode this week! We start with some pop culture updates and then dive into how we discover books. Happy listening! Podcast Instagram: @smutshowpodcast Join our Facebook Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/6818519228162526/ Join our first Book Club: https://fable.co/club/smut-show-book-club-with-rachel-lewis-281086476991 Become a Patreon subscriber: http://patreon.com/WelcomeToTheSmutshow Connect with Neely: Instagram: @neelykins and @readwithneely TikTok: @booksandbarre Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/user/show/122825135 Connect with Rachel: Instagram: @rachel_mlewis TikTok: @rachel_mlewis Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/user/show/8632745 StoryGraph: https://app.thestorygraph.com/profile/rachel_mlewis To see the books we talked about, visit our Amazon Store Front! https://www.amazon.com/shop/rachel_mlewis

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It's 2006 and two of the biggest pop songs of the year are from two couples dancing and maybe even doing more than that (but it's not likely). Which is the best flirty duet of 2006, Nelly Furtado ft. Timbaland's "Promiscuous" or Shakira ft. Wyclef Jean's "Hips Don't Lie"? See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

You may know that Suzanne was introduced to the world of podcasting through friend of the show, Luke Norsworthy. Now Luke has introduced Suzanne to Jason Miller, Enneagram 5, pastor at South Bend City Church and author of When The World Breaks. We'll get a peek at their relationship and Jason's affection for all Sevens! What is it like to be an enneagram Five and a church planter? Are you a non-anxious individual? And, lets reexamine our feelings about the word promiscuous. “In our dualistic culture, a neutral stand is not appreciated.” - SS   PLUG TIME The 4 Mantras with Suzanne Stabile - at The Micah Center and Online Show Up Pay Attention Tell The Truth Don't Get Attached to the Results Saturday, December 9th at The Micah Center with an online option for those who can't make it in person. There is no better time to walk through and with these Mantras than leading into Christmas and the New Year. AND, there is no better person to learn them from than Suzanne. REGISTER HERE "I was reading Richard Rohr before it was cool." We heard that in this episode and immediately loved the phrase. So, why not put it on a super comfortable, tri-blend tee?! Get yours here before they sell out. Take the time and visit lifeinthetrinityministry.com for more opportunities! TODAY'S INTRO The Office (S7: E15) It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia (S10: E9) Promiscuous by Nelly Furtado ft. Timbaland Joe DeRosa, You Let Me Down, Feb. 2017

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What do you think of when you think bisexuality? Promiscuous behavior? Polyamory? Lying, cheating spouses? Midlife crises? Burning Man? Or maybe you think of…nothing: perhaps the biggest misconception is that middle-of-the-spectrum sexual orientation doesn't really exist. Au contraire, I believe that we're ALL a little gay - some of us have just chosen, or found the freedom, to explore it. In honor of Bisexuality Awareness Week, I decided to revamp and re-release this legendary episode from season 3. After my own on-the-record confessions (sorry mom & dad), our (VERY NSFW) anonymous contributors recount discovering their sexuality in a myriad of ways, like hooking up with their staff, rendezvouses with strangers from Grindr, or deep in the trenches of Berlin nightlife. We also hear tidbits about the LA orthodox Jewish gay community - so cool - and Skirt Club, a now-infamous, all-female sex party specifically for bicurious women around the globe. Bisexuality doesn't mean hypersexuality, though: for every story involving polyamory or threesomes, there's one about choosing the comfort of a committed heterosexual relationship and wondering if it'll be stifling in the long run. While some contributors deeply wish for acceptance from the LGBTQ community, others don't feel the need to ‘prove themselves'. What they can all agree upon, however, is that bi-erasure and judgment - and a subsequent lack of identity - is real. As one of them so aptly said: “Hell is other people. Not because they inherently suck, but because their judgments rule how we act.” ~ GOT A SECRET TO GET OFF YOUR CHEST? Share your own confession - or thoughts and feedback - at confessions@aliweissworld.com. Follow Ali on Instagram, TikTok, & Twitter @aliweissworld. Tales of Taboo is produced and narrated by Ali Weiss. Audio production by Isabel McMahon & WTF Media. Theme song by Chris Stathopolous. Cover photo by Erika Flynn. Cover art by Kristen Montenegro. "Degenerate" sweatshirts & G-Strings are available on Ali's Instagram via DM! --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/talesoftaboo/support

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The Aliens are here!! ...or are they? While we're trying not to go into an existential panic, we're catching up on hotline submissions: Promiscuous teens, manipulative sisters and saying "I don't" to being a bridesmaid.  _______________________________ Save 20% with code: FAMOUS at www.liquidiv.com _______________________________ Need advice? Wondering if you're the asshole or just need to vent? Call or text into the hotline: 919-867-6776 Follow your hosts at @spencerssobasic and @wendybeingbasic INSTAGRAM TIKTOK TWITTER

Dog Training Tips: www.offleashandobedient.com/alpha Dunn and Drew Venmo for Casa Fund: @DunnandDrew Several podcast announcements; 5.0 DaDies Retreat, Jaguars Home Game Ticket Giveaways, Fantasy Football League and Andy's sobriety journey. NBA Draft and trades. If two NFL teams were created with an all Pennsylvania team vs an all Florida team, who would win? Reacting to the Titanic submarine story. Would you choose to explore the deep sea or go to space? How does gravity work? Will Earth ever cease to exist, we discuss.  Subscribe to our Patreon for $5 at Patreon.com/dunnanddrew to join the Dunn and Drew Community! New episode of Hung and Promiscuous will be uploaded. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/dunn-and-drew/message

Serbians dominate the sports weekend. Drew fights his alcohol addiction with a sobriety challenge. Dunn gets solicited on the streets by a non profit  organization and applies for a job for the first time in over a decade. We explore how to spend less money.  Need Dog Training? Drew has developed a course just for you: Off Leash and Obedient in 30 Days https://offleashin30days.mykajabi.com/quiz Subscribe to our Patreon for $5 at Patreon.com/dunnanddrew to join the Dunn and Drew Community! New episode of Hung and Promiscuous will be uploaded. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/dunn-and-drew/message