Podcasts about Quarter

Hello 2026...Goodbye first Quarter of the 2000's.  Think about that.  If you are a Boomer or GenX or like me call yourself a BOOMER-X you are FEELING THESE YEARS PASS TOO FAST!!! Let's look back at the VO of 202 not with brand names and accolades but with humility and hope! Happy New Year to all the VO Life fans and THANK YOU for another year!!

garzalaw.comPost game call in show for Tennessee Illinois Music City Bowl game.#Vols

Alan's Eyes & Ears #034 - 2025: The Year in ReadingIn this 34th episode of the podcast, Professor Alan covers a bit of feedback before launching into a "Year in Review" discussion. He talks about the comics, sci-fi and fantasy magazines, and books he read during 2025, as well as talking about the past, present, & future of the podcast network.Click on the player below to listen to the episode: Right-click to download episode directly Promo #1: Warlord WorldsPromo #2: Magazines & Monsters  Send e-mail feedback to relativelygeeky@gmail.com  You can follow the network on Twitter @Relatively_Geek and Professor Alan @ProfessorAlan You may also subscribe to the podcast through iTunes or the RSS Feed.

Heather Burnside and Alec Busse! T-Mobile/US Cellular Call of the Day! Sports Six Pack!

Heather Burnside and Alec Busse! Ask 5-0 Anything! Iowa vs Vanderbilt!

Heather Burnside and Alec Busse! Ethan Petrik from Quad City Times on Iowa/Vanderbilt! Tyler's Fun Fact!

#StayClassified with EP371 of the Lacrosse Classified podcast.Happy New Year Classmates! Week 5 of the NLL is in the rear view mirror and Week 6 will be here before you know it! We have a ton to talk about, so lets begin Lax Class!Quarter #1 First up we recap an awesome Week 5 in the NLL. After that, we deliver our RyCor Construction standout players of the week. And finally, we bring you our Goalie Factory Goalie of the week. Quarter #2 Presented by Edge Dynamics, we welcome one of the newest members of the Las Vegas Desert Dogs, Chase Fraser. Fraser and the Dogs are coming off a big win in Toronto and now head for Chase's old stomping grounds to take on the Bandits this week. Tons to talk about with the human highlight reel.Quarter #3 We put together an exclusive parlay for the Classmates with our #LaxClassLock of the week presented by Coolbet. So close in Week 5. Lets make it happen this week! Quarter #4 it's time for #WhoYaGott We announce our our Week 5 winner and make our picks for Week 6 with another 5 game slate. All that and more comes at you every #Wednesday wherever you listen to your podcasts. Don't forget to subscribe, give us a review and make sure you give us a follow to stay up to date with the show on Facebook, @LacrosseClassified on IG and on the X @LaxClassPodcast !Lacrosse Classified is brought to you by our great partners. Please support our #sponsors and give them a like and a follow! @RyCorConstruction @EdgeDynamicsDigital @CoolBetCanada @GoalieFactory_ @AssociatedLP and @MohawkLacrosseCompany #MakeItStandOut #SharpenYourBrand #GlobalStage #MakeAnImpact #StayCool #PlayWithConfidence #AssociatedWithYourBrand #FamilyOwned #Labels #Packages #Goaltending #Saves #Coaching #HandCrafted #Mohawk #Listen #Lacrosse #Podcast #Boxla #StayClassified

We'll check in with Glade Bilby, president of French Quarter Citizens, about how people in the Quarter are feeling a year later.

What if the most important AI story of 2025 wasn't a model launch—but a mindset shift?In this Year-End Special and Season 16 finale of XTraw AI, we, the XTraws - Raghu, Lukas, Sesh and Manjeet step back from the headlines to tell the real story of AI in 2025. Quarter by quarter, we unpack how AI moved from experimentation to execution—reshaping infrastructure, products, ecosystems, and governance along the way.This episode isn't about hype. It's about the signals that mattered, the consequences that followed, and what 2025 quietly set in motion for 2026 and beyond—including a preview of Season 17's new thought-leadership series.How 2025 became the year AI turned industrial, operational, and governedWhy agents, infrastructure, and energy—not just models—defined the yearWhat the real lessons of 2025 mean as we head into Season 17 and the AI landscape of 2026You can reach @ Lukas @ Sesh @ Manjeet @ RaghuWebsite with more details @ XTraw AI

Alec Busse and Mason Voth! Collefe Football issues! College basketball rebounds! Tyler's Fun Fact!

Alec Busse and Mason Voth! Headlines! Transfer portal palooza!

Alec Busse and Mason Voth! US Cellualar/T-Mobile Call of the Day! Sports Six Pack!

In this episode of Ambitious Time Management, Kristen Edwards discusses the importance of strategic planning as we approach the new year. She emphasizes the need for a focused approach to productivity, introducing the 'Rule of One' to help listeners narrow their priorities. Kristen outlines a 90-day strategic framework to guide business leaders in setting clear goals and maintaining consistency for long-term success. The episode concludes with a call to action for listeners to embrace these principles and consider workshops for deeper learning.Chapters00:00 Introduction to Ambitious Time Management01:53 Preparing for the New Year: Setting Intentions05:41 The Rule of One: Focusing Your Efforts09:40 Creating a 90-Day Strategic Framework14:00 Consistency is Key: Building for the Long Term17:00 Conclusion and Call to ActionLinks and Resources:✨ Let's connect on IG —> instagram.com/kris10edwards_✨ Book a 2026 Workshop—> www.myjulip.com/kris10edsENJOYING THE PODCAST? Follow/Subscribe, rate this show, and share it on social media too!

In this episode, we look back and pick our favorite classical and jazz recordings from 2025.   The Adult Music Podcast is featured in: Feedspot's 100 Best Jazz Podcasts   Episode 241 Deezer Playlist   Fair use disclaimer: Music sample clips are for commentary and educational purposes. We recommend that listeners listen to the complete recordings, all of which are available on streaming services in the links provided. We also suggest that if you enjoy the music, you consider purchasing the CDs or high-quality downloads to support the artists.   Russ' Classical Picks   Episode 204: “Anniversaries & Inner Journeys” 3/17/2025 “Hough: Piano Concerto, Sonatina & Partita” (Hyperion) Sir Stephen Hough, The Hallé, Sir Mark Elder https://open.spotify.com/album/6aj6j7obrqKiSJJF9GB51l https://music.apple.com/us/album/hough-piano-concerto-sonatina-partita/1790189101 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0DSWK94H6   Episode 208: “Elegance & Fire” 4/14/2025 “Prokofiev & Shor” (Alpha) Behzod Abduraimov, Royal Philharmonic Orchestra / Vasily Petrenko https://open.spotify.com/album/6yTib2Mj4XZNvPoC7ILgqR https://music.apple.com/us/album/prokofiev-shor/1792782208 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0DV5N35H1   Episode 210: “Fluted Grooves” 4/28/2025 “Daugherty: Blue Electra” (Naxos) Anne Akiko Meyers, Albany Symphony Orchestra / David Alan Miller https://open.spotify.com/album/7KeVVROhrOyr7hwyAMc2Od https://music.apple.com/us/album/michael-daugherty-blue-electra-last-dance-at-the-surf/1803167332 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0DTKSWBX9   Episode 211: “Saxurated Sound” 5/5/2025 “Tales of the Jazz Age” (La Dolce Volta) Florian Noack https://open.spotify.com/album/1pgOmjL6jYB69GOA2aMNxP https://classical.music.apple.com/sg/album/1795617036 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0DWNBXQ3M   “Ancient Modernity” (Delphian) Louise McMonagle https://open.spotify.com/album/4mYIWqAJAYTqU4ayjzJnsI https://music.apple.com/za/album/ancient-modernity/1799737575 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0DZ31FWKW   Episode 213: “Sacred Trinity & Swingin' Trio” 5/18/2025 “Alexander Scriabin: Vers La Flamme” (BIS) Yevgeny Sudbin https://open.spotify.com/album/3wYDp7bi9o73xbr9ZzWLrk https://music.apple.com/us/album/scriabin-vers-la-flamme/1803174467 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0F1Z3KHWL   Episode 218: “A Quarter for Your Tones” 7/7/2025 “Persia & Baroque - Classical Persian Music and European Baroque” (Christophorus) Hamburger Ratsmusik / Simone Eckert, Ulrich Wedemeier, Anke Dennert, Neoclassical Ensemble of Tehran / Arash Mohafez https://open.spotify.com/album/5owCWVmzhFYnjbqZHg4lT0 https://music.apple.com/us/album/persia-baroque-classical-persian-music-and-european/1822952513 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0F8C7Z8D5   Episode 219: “Border Crossers” 7/14/2025 “Laurent Boutros: Apatride, An Armenian in Paris” (Da Vinci Classics) Antonino Ielo https://open.spotify.com/album/7hQ2upqq5JxHfbJ8yDlX5C https://music.apple.com/us/album/laurent-boutros-apatride-an-armenian-in-paris/1819815810 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0FCP46QV9   Episode 229: “A Trumpet Junket” 9/29/2025 “Kevin Puts: Concerto for Orchestra, Silent Night Elegy & Virelai” (Delos) Saint Louis Symphony Orchestra / Stéphane Denève https://open.spotify.com/album/3s5T4R7QJKHjgfNHmVy6Vz https://music.apple.com/us/album/kevin-puts-concerto-for-orchestra-silent-night-elegy/1826975431 No Amazon Music   Episode 231: “Bourbon Based” 10/13/2025 “Robert Russell Bennett & Vernon Duke: Violin Concertos” (Chandos) Chloë Hanslip, Singapore Symphony Orchestra / Andrew Litton https://open.spotify.com/album/5SQS6UVFNNBMf7Itmo1JEG https://music.apple.com/us/album/bennett-duke-violin-works/1830974602 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0FKQ8BJYV   Mike's Classical Picks   Episode 202: “The Spaces Between” 2/24/2025 “The Age of Extremes: W.F. Bach, G. Benda & C.P.E. Bach” (Arcana) Francesco Corti, Il Pomo d'Oro https://open.spotify.com/album/666rWzJgsF6pZo9KyAZ27A https://music.apple.com/gh/album/the-age-of-extremes-w-f-bach-g-benda-c-p-e-bach/1781631697 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0DN6QFCXM   Episode 207: “Blues ‘n' Bones” 4/7/2025 “Dvořák & Price: Piano Quintets” (Hyperion) Takacs Quartet, Marc-Andre Hamelin https://open.spotify.com/album/1i8Dx19cZUT4y5TcD9bomJ https://music.apple.com/us/album/dvořák-price-piano-quintets/1791744025 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0DTKP5X5F   Episode 209 “Women on the Open Road” 4/21/2025 “Vox Feminae” (Alpha) Les Kapsber'girls https://open.spotify.com/album/7CMohdNtQxiB83iEMqntc7 https://music.apple.com/us/album/vox-feminae/1793025660 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0DV5PTBMJ   Episode 212: “From Bach to Boogaloo” 5/12/2025 “Concertos: Pécou, Lazkano, Nante” (Erato) Alexandre Tharaud https://open.spotify.com/album/6bI8HUotFbewV3WMYX0OV0 https://music.apple.com/us/album/pécou-lazkano-nante-piano-concertos/1806217843 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0F3FG9KJ7   Episode 213: “Sacred Trinity & Swingin' Trio” 5/18/2025 “Clérambault: Te Deum & Histoire de la Femme Adultère” (Château de Versailles Spectacles) Lisandro Abadie, Guy Cutting, Samuel Namotte, Gwendoline Blondeel A Nocte Temporis, Chœur de Chambre de Namur / Reinoud Van Mechelen https://open.spotify.com/album/3kITS98BQIa4cFBjT1NSnH https://music.apple.com/us/album/clérambault-te-deum-histoire-de-la-femme-adultère/1799108129 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0DYNNF76N   Episode 215 “Doorway to the Horizon” 6/7/2025 “Ni Dufay, Ni Binchois - the Works of Johannes Pullois” (Passacaille) Sollazzo Ensemble https://open.spotify.com/album/4NMrnD08oj20PzLNDHM0rL https://music.apple.com/us/album/ni-dufay-ni-binchois-the-works-of-johannes-pullois/1807330875 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0F44CTHZL   Episode 224: “Moon Tunes” 8/18/2025 “Bach, Telemann & Albinoni: Concerti” (Alpha) Sophie Gent, Kathleen Kajioka, Ensemble Masques / Olivier Fortin https://open.spotify.com/album/4Z9606TIlzMs2YA6LXiZnP https://music.apple.com/us/album/j-s-bach-telemann-albinoni-concerti/1807001257 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0F8NM4DPF   Episode 227: “Melodic Reflections” 9/9/2025 “Libro primo” (ECM) Rolf Lislevand https://open.spotify.com/album/3XPfRhPmgp2sTj5rLPPH2I https://music.apple.com/us/album/libro-primo/1826581965 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0FHJ5H7JV   Episode 229: 2A Trumpet Junket” 9/29/2025 “Martinů String Quartets 2-3-5-7” (Supraphon) Pavel Haas Quartet https://open.spotify.com/album/5LhBAJvYfW3akK0G35B8wh https://music.apple.com/us/album/martinů-string-quartets-nos-2-3-5-7/1832782214 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0FM474BZ7   Episode 234 “Found Objects & Fresh Air” 11/10/2025 “Martinu Violin Concertos 1 & 2, Stravinsky Divertimento” (Supraphon) Josef Spacek, Prague Radio Symphony Orchestra / Petr Popelka https://open.spotify.com/album/0SKhKsHvwcPZ4OYMtzGRuK https://music.apple.com/us/album/martinů-violin-concertos-1-2-stravinsky-divertimento/1846791139 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0FTGJLNHZ   “Found Objects / Sound Objects” (Hyperion) Marc-André Hamelin https://open.spotify.com/album/2dGt6QoBUsh75ShmyWOERe https://music.apple.com/us/album/found-objects-sound-objects/1828259285 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0FJHYS4SJ   Mike's Jazz Picks   Episode 205: “Fragmented Inspirations” 3/24/2025 “South” (Sunnyside) Randal Despommier https://open.spotify.com/album/1EcSKXQuNPs7UIzaTkLl0j https://music.apple.com/us/album/south/1797433088 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0DTWJSFZJ   Episode 208: “Elegence and Fire” 4/14/2025 “Live at Snug Harbor” (Outside in Music) Leon Anderson https://open.spotify.com/album/34XmNuGwm09hMfwDqaiGyf https://music.apple.com/us/album/live-at-snug-harbor/1792288803 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0DTWHYQSL   Episode 212: “From Bach to Boogaloo” 5/12/2025 “Steep Steps” (Hobby Horse Records) Carl Winther, Richard Andersson, Jeff “Tain” Watts https://open.spotify.com/album/6mSi775nA3yYvU9Njpd7LV https://music.apple.com/us/album/steep-steps/1796891336 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0DXFZPK8X   Episode 218: “A Quarter for Your Tones” 7/7/2025 “Nico's Dream” (SteepleChase) Tony Miceli https://open.spotify.com/album/5wUvoUKyZ0mmP87LZT877P https://music.apple.com/us/album/nicos-dream/1828638176 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0F4DSQMVV   Episode 229: “A Trumpet Junket” 9/29/2025 “Oblivity” (Origin) Shawn Purcell https://open.spotify.com/album/4BdcYHpppD4zNskoxnuP2Z https://music.apple.com/us/album/oblivity/1831093754 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0FL4V5HPB   Episode 230: “Concertos & Ciphers” 10/6/2025 “Cipher” (PHP Records) Charlie Porter https://open.spotify.com/album/2Nf8PpF9l3pDz6FLn4V18s https://music.apple.com/us/album/cipher/1807658361 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0F49QRDH5   Episode 233: “Origin-al Recipe” 11/3/2025 “New Outlook” (Origin) Affinity Trio, Eric Jacobson https://open.spotify.com/album/6lhUbkRZQbk93E8rqane5J https://music.apple.com/us/album/new-outlook/1841929457 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0FSCP685Q   “In the Groove: Live at the Alluvion” (OA2) trumpet, 10/17/2025 Anthony Stanco https://open.spotify.com/album/1eTkEAn2waOoKYJTjGkRyi https://music.apple.com/us/album/in-the-groove-live-at-the-alluvion/1841931160 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0FSCSVSY6   Episode 235: “Impressions & Connections” 11/17/2025 “Lasting Impression” (Savant/High Note) Brandon Sanders https://open.spotify.com/album/1avyPXf8rP4eqgbfGHnnQN https://music.apple.com/us/album/lasting-impression/1840695827 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0FRNM61SQ   Episode 240: “Double Trouble” 12/22/2025 “It's On!” (Nervy Nigel Records) Nigel Price https://open.spotify.com/album/0y2Rph1r8YLaqktG90Xxeh https://music.apple.com/gb/album/its-on/1850003081 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0FY3P1HB4   Honorable Mention   Episode 228: “Synergy, Vocals, and Vibes” 9/22/2025 “Synergy” (SteepleChase) Paul Bollenback, Boris Kozlov https://open.spotify.com/album/59j2rbwlkeEgvAwKTVZz9o https://music.apple.com/us/album/synergy/1843953911 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0FL5GF4F1   Russ' Jazz Picks   Episode 198: “Serene Screen Time” 1/27/2025 “The Snake Charmer” (Origin) Brad Goode Polytonal Big Band https://open.spotify.com/album/3FGXtQeRDC6i5LQMDTnyDl https://music.apple.com/us/album/polytonal-big-band-the-snake-charmer/1781618413 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0DNZ5HRRD   Episode 202: “The Spaces Between” 2/24/2025 “Table for Three” (SteepleChase) Alex Norris https://open.spotify.com/album/2l4TGcCJaluGa98MqC8Ht7 https://music.apple.com/us/album/table-for-three/1806266526 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0DVBDCBXQ   Episode 206: “Timbre Tantrum” 3/31/2025 “LightSide” (A.MA Records) Matteo Pastorino https://open.spotify.com/album/4z1xt1yALoiVkVk4t5vgVi https://music.apple.com/us/album/lightside-feat-dario-deidda-armando-luongo-domenico-sanna/1798791324 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0DYN9FLW8   Episode 214: “Building Characters & Light Bassoonery” 5/26/2025 “Building Characters” (Cellar Music) Charles Chen https://open.spotify.com/album/5u6CjR2OTU7MjQUU5OOJCZ https://music.apple.com/us/album/building-characters/1795037951 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0DWG54DLB   Episode 220: “Trans-phonic” 7/21/2025 “Transverse” (Calligram Records) Chad McCullough, Gordan Spasovski, Kiril Tufekčievski, Viktor Filipovski https://open.spotify.com/album/4GsqtJEMpqYfEDF14dxPzu https://music.apple.com/us/album/transverse/1819687910 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0FCM5H3K5   Episode 222: “Mountain Viewfinder” 8/4/2025 “Viewfinder” (Attica Records) Hugh Pascall https://open.spotify.com/album/7IBrlJsdgj0sY579JDebqT https://music.apple.com/us/album/viewfinder/1825686850 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0FH2XKXG5   Episode 224: “Moon Tunes” 8/18/2025 “Many Moons” (Third Coast Sound) Markus Rutz https://open.spotify.com/album/4MK0b4KgkFSclrpIqbrF3b https://music.apple.com/us/album/many-moons/1810126274 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0F61HBSNF   Episode 225: “Chromatic Dreams” 8/25/2025 “Still We Dream” (Posi-Tone) Josh Lawrence https://open.spotify.com/album/3Rybpa0B2Xs4hrB8JBG4yP https://music.apple.com/us/album/still-we-dream/1821713242 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0FGZMSQDS   Episode 232: “A French Connection” 10/20/2025 “The Dark Forest” (Steeplechase) Chris Byars https://open.spotify.com/album/4kFItljxvnU4JdIln0Wdp4 https://music.apple.com/us/album/the-dark-forest/1844056557 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0FSG9R8C1   Episode 234: “Found Objects & Fresh Air” 11/10/2025 “A Breath of Fresh Air” (Taylor Christian Records) Sean Mason https://open.spotify.com/album/6mS8l8ZNHCu2CWerK3iBt7 https://music.apple.com/us/album/a-breath-of-fresh-air/1836167990 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0FP2V4FH2        

CLNS Media's John Zannis, Taylor Kyles and Mike Kadlic as they react to the Patriots 42-10 victory over the New York Jets in week 17. Drake Maye shined in the victory throwing for 256 Yards and 5 Passing TDs in just a little over 2.5 quarters of play as Maye was removed late in 3rd Quarter with Patriots holding a comfortable lead. Rhamondre Stevenson had 2 touchdowns in the victory as well one via the air and another on the ground. With a depleted WR room for this one. Stefon Diggs continued to shine for the Patriots leading the team with 6 Receptions and also 101 Receiving Yards and even added a TD in the victory. The Patriots improved to 13-3 with the win. Patriots Daily on CLNS Media is Powered by: Prize Picks

5th Quarter 12-28-25 by 1010 XL Jax Sports Radio

ALec Busse and Tyler Allen! T-Mobile/US Cellular Call of the Day! Sports Six Pack!

Alec Busse and Tyler Allen! Headlines! Eliot Clough from 247 Sports on Hawkeyes! NCAA Tourney resumes for Hawks and Cyclones!

Alec Busse and Tyler Allen! Iowa State transfer news! Tyler's Fun Fact!

CLNS Media's John Zannis, Taylor Kyles and Mike Kadlic as they react to the Patriots 42-10 victory over the New York Jets in week 17. Drake Maye shined in the victory throwing for 256 Yards and 5 Passing TDs in just a little over 2.5 quarters of play as Maye was removed late in 3rd Quarter with Patriots holding a comfortable lead. Rhamondre Stevenson had 2 touchdowns in the victory as well one via the air and another on the ground. With a depleted WR room for this one. Stefon Diggs continued to shine for the Patriots leading the team with 6 Receptions and also 101 Receiving Yards and even added a TD in the victory. The Patriots improved to 13-3 with the win. Patriots Daily on CLNS Media is Powered by:

Quaranteam - Dave In Dallas: Part 8 Intruders! Based on a post by RonanJWilkerson, in 12 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. October 26, 2020. Monday afternoon, Reena took lunch duties. Lunch was often individual or in small groups, but she really wanted a crack at cooking for everyone. She said it could be 'come and go' to still facilitate varied schedules around the house. Her idea was ramen. But, it wasn't just basic out of the package. Well, it was, but with a variety of add-ons. You could pick your flavor of ramen, then she'd prepared chopped carrots, nori, sesame oil, diced onion, spam, eggs (fried up for each bowl individually) and Korean red pepper powder that Jan had gotten added to the spice rack. Oh, Reena still cooked it up, but each bowl was individual, and made on request. When Jan came in for lunch, she laughed warmly. Beaming, Reena asked hopefully, "Just like mom would make?" Jan placed a reassuring hand on the girl's shoulder. "Not exactly dear. This is ore like what my Caucasian aunt would make when she tried to be authentic." Reena's face and shoulders seemed to suddenly melt. Jan stepped in beside the teen, wrapping her arms around her. "And the one time I made fun of my aunt for it in my mother's hearing was the last. She pulled me aside and scolded me for being insensitive, and ungrateful. Mom said that ramen was always about making something tasty, with love and what ever ingredients were available." Jan made a point of looking over the prepped ingredients arrayed on the counter. "And this is exactly what you have done." She kissed Reena on her cheek. "Thank you. Thank you for the meal, and thank you for reminding me of two lovely, caring women in my life." Reena hugged her. Then she got the specifics of what Jan wanted and got busy making it. Dave stepped out of his office and got two steps down the hallway when Lupie found him. "Dave, could I use your office and computer for a bit? It's kind of urgent. I was in the middle of some trades and my laptop died." "Again?" Dave chuckled. Lupie looked chagrined and rolled her eyes. "Good thing you have your software installed in there already. Just log me off and do what you gotta do. How long do you need me to stay out?" "Rest of the afternoon?" "Okay." Dave started to walk away but Lupie snagged him by the shirtfront and tugged him towards her. They kissed softly. They didn't hear the small footsteps approaching. "Oh gag me with a tamale." Both adults laughed too hard to maintain the kiss. "I do need to get in there," Lupie said. A quick peck and she scampered into the office. Dave knelt down and wrapped Esme in a hug. "And you, rascal, need to give it a rest. We keep a lot out of your sight because; well because it should be out of your viewing. So give us a break on the kissing once in a while, huh?" "Yessir" her tone sounded reluctant, but the grin was hard to suppress. She took four quick steps away from him before turning. "Dave?" "Yes, sweetie?" "Thanks for making mom happy." "Never have I ever; used a pay phone," Reena said with a wicked grin. Shawna and all the ladies over thirty took a drink. Dave first reached into his pocket, pulled his hand back out, and tossed a quarter at Reena. Then he took a drink. Liv busted out laughing. "One of Dad's favorite songs!" she cried as she cackled loudly and leaned a bit too far over into Mel. They'd been going for over half an hour. And she and Mel had pre-gamed. "Song?" Reena asked. "Pay phones used to cost a quarter to make a call. Early nineties, there was a country breakup song called 'Here's a Quarter, Call Someone Who Cares'," Dave filled in. Reena pouted, then stuck out her tongue. "Okay, Lupie, your turn," Jan prompted. 'Never have I ever; done the splits." Reena threw one back. Liv joined her, while Dave laughed. "That laugh suggests a story," Nessa observed. "Yeah, yeah," Liv replied. "I was; oh, about ten or so?" "Eleven," Dave corrected. "Right. Anyway, the girlie girl types were saying I was not really a girl if I couldn't do the splits. So I did." Dave cleared his throat. Liv blushed. "On top of the monkey bars." All the older ladies burst out laughing. "Well, that showed them!" Shawna rejoined. "And I believe it's Dave's turn now." "Alright, never have I ever; taken a nude or semi-nude selfie." Reena's eyes bugged out. She reached for her drink, threw back a slug, then covered her face with her hand. Mel, Liv, and Nessa followed suit. That was no shock to anyone. Jan doing so caught a few looks. "Nope, not gonna talk about it." Jan's face was as red as Melanie's hair. "Okay, moving on; " "Not yet. Someone hasn't drunk." Dave said. He looked at Becca, clearing his throat. "What?! I've never sent nude selfies. You're the first guy I ever got naked for!" "I believe you." Then Dave held up his phone and waggled it. Becca's eyes got wide. "Oh, crap, I forgot about that!" The young blonde blushed about six shades of red before reaching for her drink. "Oh, this I gotta hear." Melanie breathed. Becca hid her face in her hands, peeking between two fingers. Lupie laughed loudly. "Okay, you busted me out, so spill." Becca looked pleadingly at Dave, then shrugged her shoulders, giving him a nod. "Loops, you remember that very first day, when the vax guy came around?" Lupie nodded in reply. "And you wondered why Becca was acting all embarrassed after I told you I'd accepted you both?" "Yes?; oh!" "I told you she'd be the one to say it was okay to tell you what happened? She just did." Lupie just nodded in reply. "Uh, care to fill the rest of us in?" Mel asked. "So the CDC guy came around mid-September. He got to Lupie's house first. She sent him over here with a letter asking that I request her and Becca, giving her reasons why I should say yes. After setting things up with Arthur, I texted both of them that I would make the request. Becca replied with a selfie. With her shirt and bra pulled up. Still have it by the way." Dave winked at Becca. "Shit, we shoulda thought of that! Right after the video call!" Liv groused, nudging Mel. "Another missed first." "Becca was weeks before that call, so still first. Well, first amongst this group, not first ever." "Oh, yeah?" Dave dodged. "Old girlfriend, long time ago. So, who's turn is it next?" Thankfully, they let it slide. October 27, 2020. Dave descended the stairs to see Olivia, Becca and Reena watching a 90's movie. The two teens were making a concerted effort to take in as much of the movies and songs that Dave had grown up with, particularly the ones he had physical copies of. Reena had taken some adjusting to the idea of watching without streaming. Not that they didn't stream at all. Last night, Dave had discovered several of his partners, including Reena, hadn't yet seen Hamilton. That required immediate correction. "Wow, really? It's a great story, well executed, and it's historical. I mean, yeah, they take some liberties, but Miranda was pretty true to the essence of the characters." "But history?" Reena whined. "It's just a bunch of old white guys." Dave looked askance at her. "You're sleeping with an old white guy." Reena's face fell, and Dave's heart with it. In a soft voice, she said, "You're not just an old white guy to me." Her head wasn't exactly hanging, but she didn't meet his eyes. Fuck, emotional landmine triggered. Splash damage accumulating. Dave got up swiftly, without rushing, to stand in front of her and take her in his arms. He kissed the crown of her head as her face nestled in his chest. "I'm sorry honey, I didn't mean to sound so disparaging." Reena slipped her arms around Dave and took him in a hug. Several others joined in, circling the pair in their arms. "Reena, honey?" Shawna prompted. "The guy who wrote it had a vision to make the story more interesting than 'just a bunch of old white guys. Give it a try. I think you'll like it." As often happened, Shawna was spot-on. This morning though, the trio were watching Dave's blu-ray of Twister. "You know, we'll have to watch this in April. Before or during the first severe thunderstorm warning." Dave said as he rounded the back corner to pass them without blocking their view. All three girls chuckled lightly and accepted the kisses Dave planted on them as he passed behind them on his way to the library. Entering, he found Vanessa lounging with a book. He took a seat in easy speaking distance without crowding her. "So, how are you settling in?" "Pretty well. It's; so peaceful here. I really expected a house with this many people in it to be more chaotic. I mean, there's a fun energy here, and a lot of life, but it's; so soothing here. Thank you, David. For accepting me, for just; being here to match with." "I'm enjoying having you here. Beyond the obvious, I mean." Nessa snickered at that. "You've slipped rather smoothly into the family and already I couldn't imagine this place, or us, without you." "That's so sweet, thank you." "Maybe once the whole state's vaccinated, we'll get some normalcy and get out to do the usual family things together." "When we get some normalcy again, you ought to marry Lupie." "I should marry all of you." "No. No, I don't feel that way. Lupie does. Olivia does. And maybe Janice. Shawna too, she has it bad for you. Becca is still young and sorting it all out. Same goes for Reena and Mel. I don't share that depth of bond. I wouldn't want to cheapen what they have with you by sharing a marriage ceremony when I don't have that connection. I damn well better be one of the bridesmaids though" A wry smile crossed Vanessa's face. "I care for you. I love you. I love this family. I am not in love with you." "If it weren't for this damn serum, you would be free to find someone to have that bond with." Vanessa's eyes watered. "Don't ever say that again." There was steel in every syllable. "I may not be in love with you, but this is one of the best relationships I've ever had. I have more joy; not mere happiness; joy in my life now than I have had in a very long time. If the serum caused this, then Thank God and bring it on. I wouldn't change what I have right now for anything. I know you care for me. I can feel it. I feel it from each of the others. What we have is special and I don't ever want to let it go." Dave stood and walked towards Vanessa. From one eye, a tear rolled down her cheek. "I haven't felt this safe and accepted since I was a little girl that didn't know what emotional pain was." She closed her eyes, surrendering, hopeful, to what he might do next. Dave bent down, bringing his face to hers. He kissed each eye gently. He kissed each tear streak. He kissed her gently on the nose, eliciting a small giggle. He kissed her lips, softly at first, growing firmer as she responded. She broke the kiss and opened her eyes in time to see his eyes opening. She could see the tears watering them. "You're going to make me fall in love with you aren't you?" "No. I'm going to give you every reason to, and let you decide." Dave reached underneath Vanessa and lifted her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him as he carried her. Olivia noticed them coming out of the library. With a small grin she began singing in a soft voice "Who; knows what to-morrow brings; in a world; few hearts survive ;” Dave tried scowling at her, but he couldn't get the grin off his face. As they neared the base of the stairs, Vanessa ceased her slow circuit of kissing Dave's cheek, neck and lips. "I think you better let me walk from here stud." Dave chuckled and lowered her feet to the floor. They rose up the stairs, side-by-side joined at the hips, shoulders, and lips. From below, they heard Olivia mutter "God that's hot." Reena Umm-hmmed her agreement. "My nipples are freaking diamonds right now." Entering the bedroom, Dave and Vanessa began removing each other's clothes, quickly, but without frenzy. They stood naked, at the end of the bed, kissing, holding and softly groping each other. Dave pressed in close and gripped Vanessa under the curve of her ass. He lifted her and tossed her into the middle of the bed. She squealed happily as she flew. Dave slowly crawled up the bed, kissing Vanessa as he went. He started by kissing the big toe of her left foot and proceeded down the top of her foot to her ankle. Then he switched to her right foot. When he reached her ankle, he continued laying soft, gentle kisses up her shin. Then again up her left shin. He avoided the backs of her calves, her kneecap and the inside of her knee. These spots were very ticklish for Vanessa. Becca loved the loss of control when Dave tickled her. Becca and Janice loved the counter play of tickling and sexual stimulation. Vanessa would mule-kick him through a wall if he tickled her. And be out of the mood. And be pissed for a few days. So no tickle-y He kissed his way up the tops and outsides of each leg. He kissed a wandering path around her abdomen, taking time at her belly button like a caravan merchant at an oasis. Vanessa moaned. Her belly button was one of her favorite places for Dave to play with. Dave began working his way upward again, kissing in a straight line that ran up from her navel between her tits. He looked up as he rose, seeing her eyes locked on him, hungry and happy. Pure joy radiated from her face. He reached the hollow of her neck and alternated kissing with light nibbling. Vanessa moaned again and shifted beneath him. This was another of her favorite spots. He kissed up to her jaw, across her jawline, to her lips. "Umm" Vanessa hummed as Dave settled in, his body pressing firmly against hers. He rested his weight on his elbows and knees (outside of hers) and took her hands in his, out to the sides of her head, their fingers interlaced. It was more sensual than sexual. After several minutes, Dave slipped his hands loose and moved lower for the next step. He broke the kiss. Vanessa whimpered and opened her eyes. She bit back a complaint about the end of the kiss, because she knew what was coming would be better. Dave kissed her chin, then her shoulder. He stroked the outside of each tit with his fingertips. He kissed from her shoulder down to the top of her tit. He kissed around her tit, never touching the areola. Then he placed tiny, soft kisses just at the border of her areola without brushing her nipple. Vanessa whimpered. His hand played with her other tit, likewise avoiding the areola. Vanessa squeaked as he took her nipple and areola in his mouth and suckled, flicking his tongue against her nipple. "Yes; ;” she clutched the sheets and writhed beneath him. It was delicious torture. He had her worked up and ready, but kept the foreplay going rather than enter her. One finger of his hand lightly brushed across her other nipple. Back and forth. Back and forth. Light pinch. "Oh, David, please baby." Dave chuckled. He met her eyes as he descended down her body again, taking less time than when he rose. He kissed her hip, then across her pelvis and down. He kissed her mound of Venus and descended with his mouth hovering over her labia, but not touching. He let his breath brush over her entrance. Then he pulled back further and kissed her inner thigh. He heard a strangled whine from above. He nibbled. He switched thighs. More shifting and squirming. Dave latched his mouth onto Vanessa's labia and suckled like a newborn. "Yes!" Her body lifted off the bed for several seconds. He flicked his tongue against her entrance before easing it inside of her. She let out a contented moan. He slid his hands along her sides and thighs. Dave lifted his eyes to look at Vanessa. Her eyes were closed in bliss. He moved marginally forward and took her clitoris into his mouth, massaging it with his lips and tongue. "Oh God!" her eyes flew open. Hands gripped sheets and pulled hard. Her feet lifted. Dave backed off, giving her a moment. He started crawling up the bed, over top of her. Vanessa pouted and locked eyes with him. Desire and need echoed back and forth between their eyes. Dave inserted himself into her wet, relaxed passage and slid forward purposefully. Vanessa issued a sound that was both a sigh and a moan signaling her satisfaction. Once again, Dave interlaced his fingers with hers. With his hands on top of hers, and all four hands beside Nessa's ears, Dave began to rock his body overtop of her. He held himself just low enough that his chest and ribs softly grazed over her erect nipples. With slow, gentle strokes, he raised the two of them towards ecstasy. Kissing softly, they communicated without words, just sighs, moans, and hums. Time stopped and the world fell away. Just two lovers wrapped in gauzy layers of lovemaking. Nessa's body trembled with anticipation for what felt like an eternity as Dave caressed and stimulated her, hitting all her pleasure spots just so, raising her gently to one delicious climax. He buried himself to the root within her as the dam burst forth. Her erotic writhing alternatively pushed him away and strove to swallow him within her. The oscillations of her wet passage seized his organ and sent him cascading over the cliff with her. Struck by the serum induced orgasm, Nessa clutched him tightly and howled her pleasure. When Nessa's grasp loosened, Dave slipped to lie beside her, holding her close. Drifting back into the conscious world, Nessa snuggled in close, draping an arm over him. "Hmm, so that's what the girls have been calling 'the full Dave', huh? I like it." Shawna's rotating early shift was today, allowing all of us to sit down as a family and finish discussing housing preferences. Mel came in from the kitchen once Shawna arrived. "We didn't quite get there last time, but with 12 or more people, we need a bigger kitchen." Lupie said emphatically. "Preferably with a double oven and a cooktop with five burners and a grill. Four burners and no grill is still okay. And gas, not electric." "Anything else for the kitchen?" "Well, an island, preferably with power to it, but with a cutting board top, and large enough for rolling out dough." Lupie paused, looking pensive. "Did I go too far?" "Not at all, that sounds great. Especially if I actually get to use it." Dave grinned back. Lupie smirked and rolled her eyes. "Oh, and one other condition; a nice big batch of tamales after we move in." Lupie's eyes danced. "Absolutely." "I was thinking," Reena said, "how about a backyard deck?" Dave interjected "Not really necessary. It would be good to have, but I can build a reliable deck. Especially with Livy involved. You can help too if you want." "If you can do renno, I may have work for you." Vanessa smirked. Dave laughed. "I still have a day job. Our house sure, but I'm not looking to make it a job. Oh, and what ever we get needs plenty of electrical outlets. If it's really necessary, I could run a few new breakers and circuits, but seriously, I'd rather stay away from that." Shawna looked alarmed. "Baby, I believe you when you say you've got skills, but I don't want you around one-ten, or worse, two-twenty." Dave returned with a scowling laugh, "That's why you turn it off at the box, dear." "Just be careful honey." "Yes, Peaches." That earned a laugh all around, as Shawna blew a kiss at him. Nessa looked at her. "Are you from Georgia?" "No, but my parents met there in college. Mom's from Georgia, Dad was just there for school. They raised me and my brother in St. Louis." "And you went there for your degree?" "Oh no. I knew I wanted to be a meteorologist since I was a young teen. I went to O U. With the National Weather Service center right there, I got experiences I could never have gotten elsewhere. Spent a good chunk of my upper-class and grad years chasing storms." "Sounds like a lot of fun." "Oh yeah." Nessa grinned with Shawna, then turned to Dave. "I have been asked to press the idea of the towers one more time. Not so much our immediate supervisor here, but the folks back in DC. Their argument is that it's more efficient." "Unbelievable." Dave managed to avoid grumbling. "You do realize that the same people that want to shove us into a shoebox are the same little hypocrites that scream their heads off when a CEO lays off workers to make his company more efficient. Both of them are promoting the math of what they want, ignoring what they don't, and neither actually gives a shit about the people they are using like pawns." Shawna, seated beside him, stroked his arm, a slight grin on her face. "Yeah, okay, I'll climb down off my soap box. But no, I do not want to live in an apartment tower. A neighborhood, sure. A diverse neighborhood sounds great. I'm not a fan of monochrome anyway." "Clearly," Nessa said. "Just looking around the room proves that." "I'm sorry, but the whole 'I know better than you' crowd pisses me off, whether it's the church variety, the lefty variety, or the old money variety." "Okay, okay," Nessa replied light heartedly. "I had to bring it up again. I've done so, and you've been quite clear. I'll get on the search tomorrow. It may take a bit, but I'm sure we can find something that meets our requirements." The conversation turned to other subjects, and the family splintered into little knots of discussions. Mel slipped back out to check on the meal she was making. Dave didn't know what it was, but it smelled really good. Well, he knew it was something with chicken. He decided to join Mel in the kitchen. "Hey, Mel, how's it goin'?" "Almost done." Mel turned her face to his and received the offered kiss. "Smells really good. Chicken soup?" "Chicken and dumplings. From scratch. I boiled the chicken earlier this afternoon. It's about time for me to mix the dumplings. After that, it'll be ready to eat in twenty minutes." Dave wrapped his arms around her, holding her close from behind as she watched the pot. "Perfect choice for a dreary day like today. And, I haven't had chicken and dumplings in a long time." "Well, I hope you like mine." "Oh, Mel," Dave said as he nuzzled his head against hers, "you know I like your dumplings." He traced the middle finger of each hand up her sides, pulling away before reaching her tits. She cackled, turning to face him. With a light smack on his shoulder she said, "You're an old lech," she stepped in for a kiss. "But you're my old lech." She waggled her eyebrows. Dave chuckled, resting his forehead against hers. Then the doorbell rang. "Go, I need to get on the dumplings anyway." Mel swatted him on the ass as he walked away. Jan was already at the door when Dave arrived. The soldier was just handing over the clipboard. Beside her stood a young black woman with her hair in several tight braids. She stood about 5'6", with eyes that appeared to prefer laughing, but bore the potential to penetrate obfuscation, a cute button nose and a bright red lipstick on her perfectly sized mouth. Large golden hoop earrings in her ears and tight black jeans on her legs were the only attire visible other than her thick coat. Given the near-freezing temperatures and drizzle that had gone on all day long, Dave could hardly blame her. The black handle and ribbing stood out starkly from the vivid, deep pink of her umbrella canopy. It looked thoroughly functional, and infinitely girlie; maybe a bit more Wednesday Addams than cheerleader, but that didn't bother Dave in the slightest. Jan handed the clipboard back to the soldier, who departed immediately. "Hello, my name is Janice, though I prefer Jan." She held out her hand, which was taken without trepidation. "And this is Dave." He likewise reached out and shook the lady's hand. "Come on inside. We were just about to sit down for dinner." "About twenty minutes," Dave supplied. "Mel; Melanie; is making chicken and dumplings." "Oh, that sounds really good. Especially with this weather." She pulled her roller case through the foyer and parked it just inside the living room. The ladies approached her, no more than three at once, and the early few drew her towards the center of the room as they greeted her and introduced themselves. Mel, having not taken a seat yet, exited to the kitchen again, reappearing barely a minute later. "It'll be about ten more minutes," she replied to the expectant faces that turned her way. Becca and Olivia immediately stood, heading to the kitchen. Apparently, it was their turn to set the table. The light conversations and sharing continued through the meal, interrupted only by nearly everyone asking for a second bowl (Dave had four, but made sure everyone else was done eating before the last two.) Of course, each family member took multiple opportunities to praise Mel for the quality of the meal, and the excellent choice for the dreary conditions. Dave listened in on the conversations around him, paying special attention to the ones involving the new arrival, Niki. Between his own conversations with her, he learned her full name was Nicole Lassiter, and she worked as the network administrator and network security administrator for a bank headquartered in Dallas. With all the losses, she was now over all computer issues that were not customer facing. Her little brother was still in college, hunkering down in the UGA dorms. Niki, her mom, and her dad each called him at least once a week both for their own peace of mind and to keep his spirits up. Niki's parents were recently vaccinated. Her mother had styled her hair before 'her baby girl' left for the Vax Center. The tight braids she wore were called a Senegalese twist. Since her mother was a hairdresser (not that she was seeing customers at the moment) she had extensions on hand to do her daughter up right. Niki's dad had just retired from road construction work, looking to open up a barbecue restaurant; right before the lockdowns hit. Dave also noticed a slight unsteadiness on occasion when Niki walked. It made him concerned for her well-being, but he wasn't sure how to bring it up without being rude. As the evening wore on, he noticed Niki making furtive glances his way. The next time she did, he made eye contact, lifting one eyebrow. She bit her lip and nodded. Dave rose from his seat and strode to her side. A few eyes followed them as he took her hand and led her upstairs. Dave guided her to the master bedroom. Niki quickly took a seat on the bed. "You know, I didn't ask you earlier: do you want to do this here, or in a separate room? Here, you're going to wind up with several other women in the bed as well. We still have a room you could wake up in with some privacy. Shawna and I use it sometimes to spend time together when she gets home from work, and she stores clothes in there so she can dress and not disturb anyone when she has an early morning shift, but nobody uses the bed in there." "No, here's fine, thank you." Looked pensive for a moment. And a little pained. "Are you okay? If you don't want to do this; " "No, no I'm fine, really. Well, I'm not fine, but you aren't the problem, not by a long shot. I pushed myself too hard this evening. I should have spent less time standing." Dave waited while she ordered her thoughts. "I haven't been completely honest with you, Dave. I only recently got to a point where I can walk without a cane. Over a year ago, I was t-boned by a drunk driver. Shattered my legs. It'd be a good bet that half the metal in this room, is in my bones right now." She let out an annoyed snort. "I used to run track. Even got a partial scholarship that helped me get my degree. I spent months in a wheelchair, and then a walker. After that, I moved up to those forearm crutches. During lockdown, I couldn't go to the doctor, so when I felt annoyed enough with the crutches I shifted to a simple cane. And now I've been walking without any aid for over a month, but it hurts like hell; and it's tiring." "You are one tough cookie." Dave said from the spot he'd taken beside her as she spoke. "I don't feel so tough. I feel beat up and worn out." Dave hugged her. "You want me to tuck you in and let you rest? We could do the imprinting tomorrow." "No, no I want to do this with you Dave. I just may need you to go easy. And probably help me undress." "Just to be clear, you're asking me to strip your clothes off, handle your body gently, and blow a load inside you?" Dave said with a hint of sarcasm. Niki giggled. "You seem man enough to handle the job." Dave answered her with a kiss, full on the lips, pressing firmly but with moderation. His hands drifted behind her shoulder blades. Niki responded, humming into the kiss and parting her lips. When Dave's tongue probed undemandingly, hers welcomed the visitor. Dave's hands roamed slowly, taking the first steps in learning the body of his newest lover. He enjoyed the feel of her in his hands. There was a looseness, as would be expected for an athlete that had been benched. Beneath that slight layer, there was a firm core. She was; exciting. And excited. Whatever she wanted in a man, she seemed to think Dave had it. Well, that and the serum had her amped up. Dave was finally getting past feeling guilty about that. Mostly. Dave started consciously directing his hands, seeking the buttons or clasps or zipper to loosen the neck of the tight black top she was wearing. Solid black panels with a black lace overlay stitched in at regular intervals. Finding the short zipper took no time at all. He next dropped his hands, seeking the hem of her shirt under her jeans waist. There was no hem. As his hands quested, he found bare hip, with cloth from the top still diving down her front and back. Just like a swimsuit. Then it struck him. He came up for air and play scowled at her. "You could have just said it was a bodysuit." She snickered. "Aw, where's the fun in that?" Dave kissed her. Then he gently shoved her backwards onto the bed. Her torso lay flat on the bed, her legs dangling off. Dave stood and faced her. Reaching down, he unbuttoned her jeans and lowered her zipper. Niki's eyes twinkled as Dave took hold of the cuff of her jeans and pulled them off. He missed the worried look in her eyes as the scars on her legs were exposed. That's because his eyes were locked on her trim brown legs. They stayed fixated on those lovely legs as he kneeled between them and began kissing her legs, first one then the other. All over her thighs, then, gently lifting, careful not to lift too high, he kissed her calves and shins. He lavished every inch of her legs with his lips and tongue. Niki moaned. Then she sniffled. Alerted, Dave brought his head up, locking his eyes on hers. Tears watered the bottom of her almond shaped sockets. "You make me feel beautiful again." "You always were." He kept his eyes on her as he kissed the inside of her knee. The kiss extended into suckling. He gave the spot a little nip, then moved his position by a few inches and giving the same attention, adding in a few strokes of his tongue tip. Niki's chest heaved. Dave could hear sobs amongst the moans as he switched to her other knee. He would have been alarmed except for the clearly cathartic tone. "Umm, David, please, I need you up here." With a grin, Dave worked his way, unhurried but not dawdling, up her leg, kissing and huffing hot breath on her exposed skin as he went. Reaching her fragrant core, Dave brought his fingers softly to the three little snaps holding the gusset of her bodysuit together. A gentle flick separated the two soaked flaps of cloth and revealed that Niki wore nothing underneath. The engorged, richly black outer labia of her nethers drenched in her arousal. Her inner labia petaled outward, yielding a peek at the pink interior. Dave blew one long, slow hot breath over her bare, quivering sex before latching his mouth on her. He suckled her lower lips as her back arched. Niki keened her pleasure while her arms beat a tattoo on the bed. "David, now, please, now." Dave shucked his shoes and quickly slipped his cargo shorts and boxers to the floor. In a flash, Dave was over top of her, dragging her up the bed like a leopard securing his prey in a tree. Niki's breath caught as he took charge of her body. The fire in her eyes was unmistakable. He kissed her deeply, then pulled away. With his eyes locked on hers, he moved himself to her entrance and pressed his cockhead just barely inside. The fluids leaked all over his throbbing cock touched her most sensitive places and set off a riot only attributable to the serum. Dave anchored her motions with his knees, pressed against her rear, but not enough to force her legs too far apart. "Fuck that was good." She paused for a deep breath. "Hmm, I'm all yours now Dave. Send me off to neverland, lover." Dave worked within her, slowly and gently at first, picking up pace slightly and a little more force when she signaled it was needed and acceptable. Her hums and moans continuously reminding him his actions were still mutually desired. His peak arrived and he shot hot ropes of cum with his cock buried deep in her, his cockhead brushing her cervix. Immediately, she shuddered, racked with the serum induced pleasure that forever locked her life with his. Dave held her in her throes until she went limp muttering "Imprinting; imprinting; imprinting ;” He rose, going to the bathroom to clean himself before returning with a wet washcloth and a hand towel to clean Niki. Once she was cleaned and dry, he snapped her body suit closed again and arranged her comfortably on the bed, beneath the covers. He placed a soft kiss on her forehead before heading downstairs to spend social time with the rest of his family. As he descended the staircase into the mild buzz of the other eight women happily sharing his life, his home, and his bed, Dave marveled at how amazing his life was. Chapter 10; Storm Winds. October 28, 2020 4:18am David's hand was halfway to the palmprint secured gun safe on the back side of his headboard before he realized he was even awake. With the vertical placement, and the; activity frequently occurring in the bed, he'd installed two Velcro loops to hold the pistol and magazine inside. He released the pistol and placed it on his chest before reaching back for the clip. Fortunately, only two hands and a part of one leg were draped over him at the moment. The four younger girls were in their rooms, leaving Lupie, Jan, Shawna, Vanessa, and his newest partner Nicole to share his bed. Nicole was one of the hands, and the partial leg. By consensus, the ladies decided she should get to curl up next to Dave for her imprinting sleep. Gingerly, Dave slipped free of his partners' limbs and slid down the bed onto the floor. Only then did he insert the magazine and work the slide. Flipping the safety on, he padded softly but quickly to the closet to grab a pair of shorts. He decided not to wear slippers this time. He might need the extra footing. Keeping close to the wall, he approached the bedroom door. With the door still shut, he took the safety off, but kept his finger out of the trigger well for the moment. Slowly, Dave eased the door open. Slipping through, he noticed a shape in the hallway, against the wall, at the top of the stairs. Too dark to identify an individual, the figure made the 'Join Me' signal his friend Carter had taught him long ago. He did not raise his weapon. Sliding along the wall silently, just the way he'd practiced at least once every year, Dave approached. Proximity gave the reassurance the lighting denied at a distance. Liv crouched in the hallway, pistol in hand, wearing only a light nightgown that reached most of the way to her knees. With a quick series of hand signals, Dave told Liv to follow at a distance as he prepared to descend the stairs as quietly as possible. Liv signaled back that she should lead, but apparently had no signal for why. Dave negated the suggestion, and started down the stairs. He reached the lower landing with no incident. His nerves had been raw as he got halfway down and the solid wall gave way to railing. Now he crouched on one knee, Liv a few steps up from the landing, but with good vision on the living room area, both of them listening. The nighttime chirping of mockingbirds was absent. No flutter of wings or rustle of raccoons, possums, or skunks. Out here on the wild edge of the metroplex, there was always something moving at night. Dave signaled for Liv to post up on the landing and then moved along the wall of the stairs, in front of the media center to the corner of the living room where the downstairs hallway started. He was now directly below the spot Liv had occupied when he first emerged from the bedroom. And just two steps from his secured gun closet recessed under the stairs and hidden behind a normal looking panel. Dave had only one twelve round magazine. Liv had purchased a larger safe and had a spare ten round magazine in addition to the one in her weapon. It was a bit awkward carrying it since she had no pockets, but Carter had taught a variety of firing stances, one of which allowed carrying something in the non-dominant hand. By the absence of natural sounds, somebody was outside. He did not know how many, or how they were armed, but he was sure they weren't here in the oh-my-god-it's-early hours for a friendly visit. He slid the cover for the pin pad open so he could punch in the unlock code. Dave heard a crashing thump at the door followed by cursing. The security door worked just fine. He didn't get a chance to smile though. The glass door at the back of the living room shattered from several rounds. Dave squared his body with the opening just as two men stepped through. The first man fell as Dave brought his weapon up. The second went down just as his head turned to his right to see Liv's position flanking their breach. Dave heard a tinkling sound from the entry. Someone was breaking the window in the front parlor. Now he was worried. The thick pillar at the free corner of the landing would give Liv scant protection against a firearm. Dave stayed low, stepping away from his corner. It gave him protection against someone firing from the sliding door breach, but he had no angle to fire into the entryway. With the furniture screening him from the glass door breach, he approached the arch between the entry and living room. Loud whispers drifted in from his right. The remaining attackers on the deck seemed to be hesitant about testing themselves against the defenses. He was straining to pick out words when a head began to resolve itself in the entry. Dave fired two rounds. The body fell. He held his position, weapon ready. Out back he heard an angry growl, "Hey, one of those women is my sister!" The reply was too low to understand the words, but the snideness came through clearly. As did the answering gunshot. What the hell is going on? They're shooting each other now? Hey, they don't need to be on my property for that! The fallen body in front of Dave slid backwards. Hands appeared from the foyer and the broken glass door, but they were empty. The hands gripped a pair of ankles of one downed man each and yanked them back to where the hands came from. This repeated for the second body near the glass door. Wet sickening sounds ensued, backed up by an occasional retching noise. Murmurs were heard. Someone said something about a marker and a bag. "David?!" Shawna's voice called from up the stairs. That wasn't the only sound from upstairs. Roscoe was barking his head off. Furtive whispers indicated some of his family were at the top of the stairs with Shawna. "Keep everyone up there. Open up the armory in the main closet and distribute weapons to the adults. Everything Lt. Malcolm Reed gave us is in there. Arm up and take defensive positions upstairs." That was a bluff. Hopefully enough of one to drive the attackers away. Dave was sure Shawna would recognize the name of the armory officer from Enterprise and catch on. The sounds from the foyer and back deck took on a hurried pace before Dave heard footsteps rushing away. Dave and Olivia exchanged glances, and then immediately darted their eyes back to the penetration points. This happened a few more times over the next several minutes. "Looks like we're clear." "Yeah, just stay on your toes." "I know. I grew up under the same guy that trained you, remember?" "Vividly." Cautious footsteps descended the stairs. "David, Olivia, it's Shawna. I'm coming down." Slowly, Shawna came into view, feet first on the exposed portion of the staircase. Her pink satin nightgown falling just past her knees gave her some coverage, but made Dave aware of the cold, damp air pouring in from both breaches. "Are you two okay? Is it safe?" "For now. We've got two big holes in the house, so maybe keep everybody up there where it's warm unless they're needed down here." Dave paused for a second. "Ask Nessa and Mel to look out the upstairs windows. See if they can spot these guys leaving, or lying in wait." Shawna disappeared upstairs, then came back down after a brief verbal exchange. Shawna came down to the lower landing and spoke briefly with Livy, giving her a hug. Then she came to Dave. She hugged him fiercely. Her voice shook as she said thickly, "For a little bit there, I thought I was going to lose you." "We held." Dave managed to keep most of the nervous tension and post-adrenaline shake out of his voice. By the look in her eye, Shawna wasn't fooled a bit. Dave led her to the beginning of the hallway, the cubby under the stairs. He whispered the passcode in her ear so she could unlock it. That had been the galling thing during the attack. His full stash of weapons had been right beside his shoulder, but he couldn't spare the attention to unlock it. Clearly, he needed to rethink his arrangements. Shawna handed out a thigh holster for him, which he only saw peripherally as he kept watch. The weight told him immediately she'd placed two pre-filled magazines in there for him. He pulled one out for a quick check. No use him having Livy's mags. "I go to the pistol range about every other month. Nothing fancy, but I'm a decent shot and I know the difference between ten mil and nine mil. What? It's a very satisfying skill to have, and a great way to blow off some stress." Dave chuckled and turned his head, with a quick lean to her and gave her a peck on the cheek. Then he stepped back out to his post. He felt Shawna walking out, so he moved to the other side of the hallway so she could make her way to Livy with the other thigh holster without crossing Dave's line of sight. She paused at his shoulder. "Dave, do you want the other weapons in there?" Dave thought for a minute. He knew which ones Shawna had to mean. He sighed, "Yeah. A tac vest and one of the MP5's. Tac vests should already have six loaded magazines in the pockets. Get two and give the other vest and weapon to Liv. Then find out if anyone upstairs has any weapons training. You said you shoot, how good are you?" Shawna handed out a vest first, which Dave quickly donned. "With silhouette targets, I can put four out of five rounds through the heart. Now, I haven't gotten to shoot since the lockdowns, but I was pretty regular before." She handed him one of the MP5's which Dave quickly slung over his head and shoulder, inserted a magazine he'd pulled from the vest and chambered a round, then safed the weapon. "Are those; ?" "Semiauto. Carter went to a lot of work to make sure we had everything we could legally have, but never anything illegal. They do have the integral noise suppressor. It was expensive as hell and took forever plus a mountain of paperwork, but it's all legal. At least in Texas." "God Bless Texas," she said with a gleam in her eye. Shawna gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before sauntering over to Livy, a thigh holster clutched in one hand, a tac vest in the other, and an MP5 slung over her neck. A second thigh holster, with a nine millimeter and magazines was strapped to her sleek, powerful thigh. Shawna handed off the gear to Olivia, then swiftly moved back to the concealed weapons closet. She was in there for quite a while before emerging. "There was only one more pre-loaded nine mil mag, so I had to load a few or just walk around with one. The second choice didn't sound viable." "Agreed." Dave grasped Shawna's bicep and pulled her in for a quick kiss on the cheek. She beamed at him after returning the kiss, then headed upstairs. Dave heard Liv saying something to Shawna as she passed by. An eternity and a short time later, two sets of footsteps descended the staircase. Melanie followed behind Shawna. "Carter and Liv both took me to the range several times. I even went to a tactical course once my aim was; acceptable. But only with pistol. I've never shot anything else." "Good enough. There's another thigh holster and pistol inside. What did Carter train you on? "Nine millimeter. He said it was so common it made a good starting point. Once with Liv, we rented shotguns at an outdoor range and I was decent with it." "Pistol will do fine. Shawna, help her get some magazines loaded. Has anyone called for police?" Mel swallowed nervously. "I didn't see anyone waiting in the back yard, but the deck;” "Yes?" "It's; disturbing. Dave, be careful." Dave nodded, as did Liv. Shawna spoke up as she followed Mel in. It was tight with two adults in there, but doable. At three it would have been cramped. "Lupie called. They didn't know how long before someone responds. They're stretched thin and the night shift is the least staffed." Wordlessly, she handed over a t-shirt she'd grabbed while she was upstairs. Dave slipped the tac vest off, donned the shirt, then the tac vest again. While he dressed, he spoke with his partners. "Fuck. Okay, here's what's gonna happen. You two take defensive positions on the stairs. One of you take the lower landing, one further up, just below the ceiling line. Then Liv and I will go out through the deck, and check the exterior all the way around." "I'll take the landing," Mel said. "I've had training with Carter, I should be the one exposed." "You sure?" Shawna prodded. "Yeah." "Okay, take your positions then." Dave kissed each one on the cheek before they walked away. When both had taken their places, Liv came over to him. Dave had one more instruction for Shawna. "Oh, and tell Lupie to call the police again, let them know we are clearing the grounds so they don't just shoot us on sight." Shawna nodded and crept upwards. Jan came down the stairs, bearing a pair of shoes for Dave and Liv, a pair of socks stuck into one shoe for each of them. After handing over the shoes, Jan headed back upstairs. They shod themselves quietly. "So, me on point?" Liv asked as she finished. "No, I'll take point, you cover me." "Dave, if anything happens to you, we're all in big trouble." "That's why you're watching my back. Otherwise, I'd go out there solo and leave you in charge here." "Like hell you would. I ain't some; " "I know you are capable, but I'm still going to shield you from as much risk as I can." Liv rolled her eyes. "Gee, I feel safe and offended all at once." Dave stared at her stony. "Are we done here? Ready to go?" "Shit, Dad really rubbed off on you. Yeah, let's do this." Olivia fell in behind Dave as he headed straight for the glass door breach. Both held their weapons ready, jutting forward with the strap taut around their necks and backs. Dave paused at the breach. "Off safe." "Roger." Dave examined the scene visible through the broken glass and the flapping curtain. Blood trails led out the breach from the various points where the bodies of the invaders had landed. He could see the legs of a few of them still on the deck. He turned his head to catch first Shawna's then Mel's eyes, nodded, and proceeded cautiously but swiftly out the breach. He swiveled right going out, knowing Liv would go left, just as her father had taught them for years. Each stopped at the furthest extension of the deck in their direction, scanning the deck and yard in a full semicircle, their backs to the house. There was no damage to the fence, and no apparent damage to the greenhouse or anything else in the backyard. The deck however; well, it wasn't damaged. The bodies on it were. Each had the pants and underwear pulled down and a huge bloody mess where the genitals once were. Blood continued to ooze out of the wounds, though clearly it had poured out initially. Dave signaled his intent to clear the greenhouse. Liv followed him. It didn't take long to clear. They emerged quickly, rescanning the backyard as they did. With Liv trailing, Dave exited the backyard through the side gate. The side yard showed no disturbance. In the front yard, they found the same gruesome sight as the back deck. Here though, they found an empty plastic baggie with blood spatter. And a few bloody fingerprints. The bag snagged under the heel of the corpse, ensuring the light wind was insufficient to blow it away. Dave and Liv finished the sweep, checking the other side yard, which showed no signs of disturbance. "I think we're safe, for now. These guys bugged out." "Yeah, but why did they cut their buddies' junk off?" Dave shivered, and not from the crummy weather. Well, maybe a little from the weather. He was barely dressed after all. "Let's get inside." Since the front door was still locked, they traipsed back through the side yard to the gate and came in through the broken glass door. "Coming in." Dave called before entering. "No sign of anyone out there." The relief on Mel and Shawna's faces was evident. Their shoulders relaxed slightly. "Can you two keep watch here? I'm gonna talk to the others, then we'll both get dressed, and then I'll call the police again." At the top of the stairs, four of Dave's partners wrapped him in hugs muttering their relief that he was still in one piece. He could see Lupie gazing at him, beseechingly as she held Esme close, soothing her. A loud bang against a door at the end of the hall reminded Dave of other necessities. "You better go let Roscoe out so he can see that we're all intact," Dave chuckled. As Olivia opened the door, Roscoe bolted from the room, turning only when she bellowed "Roscoe, Heel." That cut through his canine brain fog of 'defense mode'. He turned to her, sniffing as if checking on her condition. Liv knelt in front of him. She placed her hands on either side of his face and began stroking his neck and back while speaking softly, in calm tones. After a few whimpers, he started aggressively licking her face and putting his paws on her shoulders. Addressing his family, Dave said, "Liv and I need to get dressed. We need to call the police again, and we need to get those holes sealed." "Holes?" Jan asked. "Yeah, they busted in the sliding door and a window in the parlor. It's not quite as cold and miserable downstairs as it is outside, but it's close enough. For now, stay upstairs unless you have something you need to do down there. You can still run down to grab a book, or make meals or snacks. For tv, use the spare room that Shawna uses when she has morning shifts." "We could just use our laptops for streaming, Dave. We'll be fine." Reena added. She looked a bit bleary. To be fair, everyone seemed caught in some whipsaw state of alert and drowsy. Not surprising, given what they'd just been through. Dave patted her on the shoulder and kissed the crown of her head in appreciation. Releasing Reena, Dave knelt in front of Esme, who was showing clear signs of worry and strain. He enveloped her in his arms and held her close. "It's okay now, baby girl. We're all okay now." He held her, stroking her hair and back soothingly. After several minutes had passed, he loosened his grip and began to stand. Esme's arms immediately came up, wrapping Dave in a vise-grip hug. She didn't say anything, she didn't cry or whimper. She just clutched him tightly. Dave eyed Lupie, but she just looked back at him imploringly. He reached a hand out to her and she grabbed on immediately. He looked around at the others and saw the need for reassurance was still there. Olivia had already slipped into her room with Roscoe to get dressed. Becca, Reena, Jan, Nessa and Lupie all rushed to surround him the moment he waved his hand to 'bring it in'. Esme was wedged between Dave and Lupie. She finally relaxed her grip on Dave, and switched over to her mother. With a silent chuckle, Dave kissed Lupie on the cheek and slipped off to the master bedroom. Jan followed after him. "I thought I'd call the police and put it on speaker so you could talk to them while getting dressed." Dave nodded, then wrapped her in a hug and gave her a closed mouth kiss that was no less affectionate for its chasteness. Reluctantly, he released her and headed into the closet to collect some clothes. Jan dialed 911 as soon as Dave emerged. Police staffing was so low, all calls went through the emergency center. Long held habits are hard to break, though. Especially when those habits are codified in a manual. That's what they call 'procedure'. "911, what's your emergency?" "We called earlier about a break in. The people trying to break in have left, except the ones we shot," Dave called out in clear, even tones for the speaker. "Is anyone injured?" The operator droned, as if she been on duty too long, too many days in a row. "No, ma'am," Dave said. "No one in my family was hit, and the ones we shot are dead." "Are you sure they're dead?" "Yes ma'am. The guy that taught me how to shoot didn't teach me to miss. Besides, before they left, the invaders; mutilated the bodies. If they hadn't died from the gunshots, they'd have died from the blood loss." Dave was watching Jan's face when he mentioned the mutilation. Not the best choice, since he nearly fell over pulling on his cargo pants. It did allow him to see the flinch that briefly flitted across her face before she reasserted control. "Did you say mutilated, sir?" The tones were even, obviously someone that had worked 911 for years. Still, there were notes of 'oh shit' blended with 'what fucking else?' "I did." "Would you please specify the nature of the mutilation?" "The genitals of the deceased were removed." A short silence reigned on the line. "Could you repeat that sir?" The operator's voice sounded slightly more alert. Dave pulled his pre-tied sneakers on as he said, "the scrotum was removed from each of the corpses." This conversation was now added to the thick stack of reasons to be very glad of the distance between the master bedroom and Esme's bedroom. Lupie and the others had taken her there when Dave walked away. Between the walk-in closet and Dave's office, there was little chance sounds from the bedroom penetrated that far. "Are you certain the perpetrators have left?" "Yes ma'am, one of my partners and I swept the area; our yard anyway; and found no one remaining. All we found were the bodies that the survivors had drug back out of the house and carved up." "So the shooting happened inside the house?" "Correct." "I'm noting all this in the file sir. I'm appending this report to the prior calls your partner made requesting assistance. Since you are no longer in immediate danger, I am diverting the patrol response. They will get to you to you after attending to higher level calls." Even as she spoke, the woman's voice grew more exhausted, like a Walmart employee on Black Friday at about 3pm. "It's been almost an hour since the initial break in. Why has it taken so long?" "Sir, I'm not at liberty to discuss that, but I do apologize. I have no control over response times. I will dispatch a detective to investigate as well. Until then, please leave the scene undisturbed." "How long will that take? Can you give me an estimate?" "Probably a few hours, sir. There are very few detectives working night shift, so they'll likely hand this over to the dayshift investigators." "Hours? These guys busted in my sliding door and broke a large window in the parlor. It's making for quite a chilly cross breeze. And that's not even counting the blood stains and blood trails in my living room and entryway." Dave's voice had begun to rise. "Sorry, I'm trying to maintain a level tone here, but that's a bit difficult given what's happened and what you're telling me." The voice on the other end reached its most hollow state. "I'm sorry sir, I can't change those realities. Please understand that it will be three hours minimum before a detective would reach you. More likely it will be three hours before a detective is assigned to your case. Patrol won't take that long, but it won't be immediate." Dave took a deep, cleansing breath. It was only marginally useful, but it helped him keep his tone level. "And what is the longest likely time before a detective gets out here?" "Possibly six to eight hours sir." "That's; " Dave caught himself. And formed a plan immediately. "Fine. We'll be ready when the detective arrives." He hung up. Dave took a deep breath, staring intently at the far wall, fully aware of Jan quietly and patiently waiting off to his right. He rubbed his face, then snatched up his t-shirt and pulled it on. "Okay, let's meet with everyone else. I have a plan, and we can deal with this." Dave said as he stood. With a concerned look to Niki's slumbering form, he strapped the thigh holster in place and fastened the tac vest as he walked. The MP5 he slung over his neck and shoulder, then pulled around to his back. To be continued in part 9, Based on a post by RonanJWilkerson, in 12 parts, for Literotica.

BSJ's Greg Bedard joins CLNS Media's John Zannis react to the Patriots 42-10 victory over the New York Jets in week 17. Drake Maye shined in the victory throwing for 256 Yards and 5 Passing TDs in just a little over 2.5 quarters of play as Maye was removed late in 3rd Quarter with Patriots holding a comfortable lead. Rhamondre Stevenson had 2 touchdowns in the victory as well one via the air and another on the ground. With a depleted WR room for this one. Stefon Diggs continued to shine for the Patriots leading the team with 6 Receptions and also 101 Receiving Yards and even added a TD in the victory. The Patriots improved to 13-3 with the win. SUBSCRIBE to the Greg Bedard Patriots Podcast w/ Nick Cattles

BSJ's Greg Bedard joins CLNS Media's John Zannis react to the Patriots 42-10 victory over the New York Jets in week 17. Drake Maye shined in the victory throwing for 256 Yards and 5 Passing TDs in just a little over 2.5 quarters of play as Maye was removed late in 3rd Quarter with Patriots holding a comfortable lead. Rhamondre Stevenson had 2 touchdowns in the victory as well one via the air and another on the ground. With a depleted WR room for this one. Stefon Diggs continued to shine for the Patriots leading the team with 6 Receptions and also 101 Receiving Yards and even added a TD in the victory. The Patriots improved to 13-3 with the win. SUBSCRIBE to the Greg Bedard Patriots Podcast w/ Nick Cattles

BSJ's Greg Bedard joins CLNS Media's John Zannis, Taylor Kyles and Mike Kadlic as they react to the Patriots 42-10 victory over the New York Jets in week 17. Drake Maye shined in the victory throwing for 256 Yards and 5 Passing TDs in just a little over 2.5 quarters of play as Maye was removed late in 3rd Quarter with Patriots holding a comfortable lead. Rhamondre Stevenson had 2 touchdowns in the victory as well one via the air and another on the ground. With a depleted WR room for this one. Stefon Diggs continued to shine for the Patriots leading the team with 6 Receptions and also 101 Receiving Yards and even added a TD in the victory. The Patriots improved to 13-3 with the win. Patriots Postgame on CLNS Media is Powered by:

Transparent, juicy, and zero gatekeeping—today I'm breaking down exactly how I made $270,000 NZD in 2025 across my digital products, brand sponsorships, client work, and more. But here's the twist: I made the same amount as last year… working way less and loving my business more than ever.This isn't just a numbers episode—it's the real story behind the pivots, risks, burnout, boundaries, and breakthroughs that shaped my most aligned (and surprising!) business year yet.If you're a freelancer, service provider, or digital creator wanting to build a freedom-first business without sacrificing income—this episode is your permission slip AND your game plan. Let's get into the data, the decisions, and the energetic shifts that changed everything.⏰ TIMESTAMPS
0:00 — Welcome to the 2025 Income Report1:28 — Total Income Breakdown (What I Made & From Where)2:55 — Digital Product Revenue Breakdown4:30 — Quarter 1: Burnout, Reset & Big Decisions10:20 — Quarter 2: Buying Out YouTube, New Coach & Engagement Bubble13:12 — Sponsor: How I Use Rella to Run My Business14:15 — Quarter 3: Brand Collabs, Mastermind Creation & Summit Results18:10 — Quarter 4: Momentum, Compounding Revenue & Consistency23:20 — Mackenzie Studios: Second Business25:45 — Final Reflections, CEO Lessons & 2026 Energy

Lesson #1 for Saturday, January 3, 2026 Philippians and Colossians Adult Sabbath School Lesson 1st Quarter, 2026

5th Quarter Military Bowl 12-27-25 by Pirate Radio

In this Christmas Eve episode of Altered State, Brad Zerbo and Zak Paine dismantle the latest Epstein-related narratives circulating online, breaking down why the newest claims fall apart under even minimal scrutiny. They walk through how recycled accusations, fabricated letters, and conveniently timed “leaks” are being used as psychological operations to prop up failing narratives, while exposing the mechanics behind how misinformation spreads. The conversation expands into a deep dive on government corruption and waste through Rand Paul's Festivus Report, highlighting staggering examples of taxpayer abuse, fraudulent spending, and institutional rot. Brad and Zak also examine broader economic shifts, including tariffs, debt reduction strategies, immigration reforms, and the push to stop financial bleeding at every level of government. From the Federal Reserve and inflation to border enforcement, cartel money laundering, and the long war beneath the surface of American politics, this episode connects the dots between narrative warfare, financial control, and the dismantling of entrenched power structures.

00:00 Intro01:19 Commerce Dept. Reports 4.3 percent Growth in 3rd Quarter02:16 Report: China's Economy Grew Less Than 3 percent in 202503:18 Pentagon: China Loads 100+ Nuclear-Capable Missiles04:47 President Unveils Plans for ‘Trump-Class' Battleships06:04 China Dominates Commercial Ship Production06:13 Mistrial After Jury Deadlock in Ex-N.Y. Gov. Aide's Case07:26 US Holds Off Tariffs on Chinese Chip Imports08:25 Nvidia to Export H200 Chips to China in Feb.: Sources09:37 US Seizes Venezuelan Tankers; China, Iran Protest12:41 Companies Exit as China's True Face Emerges14:41 From COVID to Conflict: Why Trust in Beijing Fades18:37 Australia Plays Catch-Up as Beijing Moves In

#StayClassified with EP370 of the Lacrosse Classified podcast.Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! Week 4 in the NLL was a wild one and no doubt Week 5 will deliver more insanity! We have a ton to talk about, so lets begin Lax Class!Quarter #1 First up we recap a crazy Week 4 in the NLL. After that, we deliver our RyCor Construction standout players of the week. Finally, we bring you our Goalie Factory Goalie of the week. Quarter #2 Presented by Edge Dynamics, we welcome back Dan Lomas who has moved into a media role since his playing days. We go around the NLL and cover a number of topics this week.Quarter #3 We put together an exclusive parlay for the Classmates with our #LaxClassLock of the week presented by Coolbet. Quarter #4 it's time for #WhoYaGott We announce our our Week 4 winner and make our picks for Week 5. All that and more comes at you every #Wednesday wherever you listen to your podcasts. Don't forget to subscribe, give us a review and make sure you give us a follow to stay up to date with the show on Facebook, @LacrosseClassified on IG and on the X @LaxClassPodcast !Lacrosse Classified is brought to you by our great partners. Please support our #sponsors and give them a like and a follow! @RyCorConstruction @EdgeDynamicsDigital @CoolBetCanada @GoalieFactory_ @AssociatedLP and @MohawkLacrosseCompany #MakeItStandOut #SharpenYourBrand #GlobalStage #MakeAnImpact #StayCool #PlayWithConfidence #AssociatedWithYourBrand #FamilyOwned #Labels #Packages #Goaltending #Saves #Coaching #HandCrafted #Mohawk #Listen #Lacrosse #Podcast #Boxla #StayClassified

Send us a textA five-year-old asks for a race kart. A teenager helps build her first full-bodied car. Then she trades her helmet for a tiara to grow the sport she loves. Meet Zoe Quinn—19-year-old driver and 2025 Miss Mahoning—whose story proves that visibility can be just as powerful as velocity.We dive into Zoe's early start in pee-wee karts and a decade in quarter midgets, where consistent top-three finishes taught her discipline and patience. She walks us through building a rookie hobby stock with her dad, from stripping a street car to swapping a motor, and explains how turning wrenches built the confidence she carries to the grid. You'll hear the “oh no” that every racer fears—her steering wheel popping off in practice—and how composure, quick repairs, and a reset got her back for heats and the feature. Along the way, she shares the race-day routine that keeps her sharp: protein, hydration, and a non-negotiable good-luck kiss with her dad.Zoe also opens up about stepping into Miss Mahoning by one vote and why the role matters. From kids' events and victory lane to visiting neighboring tracks, she's using the spotlight to invite more women into motorsports and showcase the behind-the-scenes work that makes race night run. We unpack the world of motorsports pageants like Motorama and Miss Motorsports, how ambassadors amplify local racing, and what real support looks like for first-time female drivers. Mentors like Corey Edelman and Anthony Sesely show up here too, reminding us how guidance and community keep young talent in the sport.If you care about grassroots racing, women in motorsports, driver development, and the culture that turns fans into family, this conversation is a lap worth taking. Stick around for practical mindset takeaways, candid talk about adversity, and a clear path for growing participation through stories, access, and simple, steady support.Love conversations that move the sport forward? Follow, subscribe, and leave a quick review to help more listeners find the show. Share this episode with someone who needs a nudge to take their first lap.Support the showFACEBOOK: https://www.facebook.com/womensmotorsportsnetworkandpodcast INSTAGRAM: https://www.instagram.com/womensmotorsportsnetwork/ LINKEDIN: https://www.linkedin.com/in/melindarussell/ TIKTOK: https://www.linkedin.com/in/melindarussell/ https://www.patreon.com/posts/womens-network-144773298 X: https://x.com/IWMANation FACEBOOK Personal Page: https://www.facebook.com/melinda.ann.russell

H3 - it's the #1 story in the country, Vince Sampella died in an accident, The biggest threat facing the US is the same from 9-11, Islam, Tara talking to Senate District 12 candidate Lee Bright, GDP rose at an annualized rate of 4.3% in the 3rd quarter of 2025

H4 - In March 2025 it was reported that we were going to have a Tariff depression, The US economy was stronger in 3rd quarter with Trump in office, New study on Aracnaphobia, Drudge Headline March ‘25 - Worst stock market crash since depression

The US economy was stronger in 3rd quarter with Trump in office

Companies often treat missed quarters as a talent issue, but this episode reframes underperformance as a system design problem. Brandon breaks down three failures leaders routinely blame on AEs: stale data, ineffective enablement, and slow or broken handoffs.You'll learn how poor inputs destroy belief before skill, why good systems make average reps look great, and how competitors with stronger infrastructure win even with less “talent.” Brandon outlines what sales ops, enablement, and RevOps must fix first, and why replacing people without fixing inputs guarantees repeated failure.If your team is working hard but still missing, this episode shows where the real leverage lives.

Heather Burnside and special guests Bill Blank and Chris Shipley! Festivus! Marcus Fizer!

Heather Burnside and special guests Bill Blank and Chris Shipley! Ask 5-0 Anything with Sergeant Paul Parizek! Tyler's Fun Fact!

Heather Burnside with special guests Bill Blank and Chris Shipley! US Cellular/T-Mobile Call of the Day! Sports Six Pack!

The 2025-26 NBA campaign has gotten off to a very hot start, and the expected contenders are flexing their muscles more than ever. Every NBA team has played enough games to have a major question surrounding their performances and short-term future as the 2025-26 season gains more momentum. With so many questions swirling around NBA teams, let's dive into the major question every franchise has about itself at this point.Check out Episode #592 as @JaiHov , @JEasley84 , @Lock_Tha_Great and @FSP_Wezzy are answering burning questions after the 1st month of the NBA season.  #FSPSTYLE.**Full Sport Press Episode #591 Breakdown**00:00-Intro9:00- Weezy's Yellow Box of Cereal Award: Sherrone Moore,13:30- 1st Half Intro14:00-Fernando Mendoza Wins The Heisman19:40- Dylan Raiola, DJ Lagway, Sam Levitt and Brenden Sorsby in transfer portal. Predictions for each player28:30-Bud Crawford retiring at 42-0. 33:10- FSP HALFTIME Pick 3- NFL Fantasy Football, NFL Power Rankings, NBA Power Rankings39:50- 2nd Half: Burning Questions After the 1st Quarter of the NBA Season

In hour 1 of the Tobin & Leroy Show: - Miami Hurricanes move on to the Quarter-finals of the CFP after their 10-3 win over the Texas A&M Aggies - Miami Dolphins get blown out by the Cincinnati Bengals - Miami Heat lose back to back games this weekend to the Celtics and Knicks

5th Quarter 12-21-25 by 1010 XL Jax Sports Radio

Heather Burnside and Alec Busse! Rocco Becht enters the transfer portal! College Football Playoff! Tyler's Fun Fact!

Heather Burnside and Alec Busse! Heather's Headlines! Eliot Clough from 247 Sports! Bears/Packers!

Heather Burnside and Alec Busse! US Cellular/T-Mobile Call of the Day! Sports Six Pack!

Welcome back to the Vikings Postgame Report presented by Lumen - The trusted network of A.I. The Minnesota Vikings defeated the New York Giants 16-13 on Sunday at MetLife Stadium in East Rutherford, New Jersey. Vikings Quarterback J.J. McCarthy played in the first half before leaving due to a hand injury, finishing 9-of-14 passing for 108 yards, a rushing TD, and an INT.  Quarterback Max Brosmer came in and played in the 2nd Half, finishing 7-of-9 passing for 52 yards. Running Back Aaron Jones Sr. led the rushing attack with 21 carries for 85 yards. Wide Receiver Justin Jefferson hauled in 6 receptions for 85 yards and became the NFL's All-time leader in receptions in a player's first 6 seasons. Kicker Will Reichard was perfect again on the day, with 3 field goals and 1 XP in the game. Meanwhile, the Vikings Defense was all over Giants Quarterback Jaxson Dart throughout the game, recording 5 sacks in the contest.  Defensive Tackles Jonathan Allen, Levi Drake Rodriguez, and Jalen Redmond all recorded a sack, while Linebackers Andrew Van Ginkel and Eric Wilson each notched one as well. Cornerback Byron Murphy Jr. recorded his first interception of the season in the 2nd Quarter. Paul Allen and Pete Bercich breakdown the game, including: the historic run the Vikings Defense is currently on, watching players step up and contribute when called upon, the steady nature of Defensive Tackle Jalen Redmond, and Kicker Will Reichard making a case to be the team MVP this season. Plus, Head Coach Kevin O'Connell's press conference and more are all in this edition of the Vikings Postgame Report - presented by Lumen - The trusted network of A.I.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This week on the Alabama Saltwater Fishing Report, Captain Tanner Deas with Dauphin Island Fishing Charters steps in as host to break down a strong inshore and onshore bite across the Mobile-Tensaw Delta and Alabama's beaches. With offshore opportunities limited by weather, the focus turns to what's been some of the most consistent winter fishing anglers have seen in years. We start in the Delta with Captain Richard Rutland of Cold Blooded Fishing, who says this season is shaping up to be one of the best he can remember. After a recent cold snap, speckled trout have piled into deeper river bends and channels, creating incredible numbers and quality fish for anglers willing to slow down and fish methodically. Richard explains how drifting with the current and reading a traditional bottom machine has been the key to finding fish, even without obvious surface activity or diving birds. Quarter- to three-eighth-ounce jig heads, paired with Slick Juniors and Down South Lures Supermodels, have been producing nonstop action, with presentation mattering far more than color. Richard also breaks down how recent freshwater runoff has affected the system, explaining why local rain impacts tidal rivers differently than upstate rainfall feeding the Delta. With saltier water holding deep and freshwater skimming the surface, the Delta has remained remarkably stable. As temperatures warm, he expects trout and redfish to slide back onto nearby flats and points, opening the door for shallower patterns—and even some surprising winter topwater opportunities. Next, we head to the beaches and backwaters with Tony Emmons of South Alabama Surf Fishing. Tony reports a much-improved December compared to last year, with whiting, redfish, and even the occasional flounder showing up along sandbars, points, and nearshore structure. He emphasizes mobility this time of year, often covering miles of beach to find productive water. While he prefers artificials, Tony explains why bait has been the best tool for client trips lately, with single-drop rattle rigs producing steady action right up close to the beach. Sam Sumlin with Community Fly Shop in Gulf Shores, Alabama gives us a great saltwater fly fishing segment. Sam has been dialing in the Speckled Trout on the fly. Pompano has been a welcome "bycatch" while targeting trout. Listen in for tips and techniques to catch these fins on the fly!  The Alabama Saltwater Fishing Report is brought to you by Great Days Outdoors. Please subscribe, rate, and review wherever you listen to podcasts, and don't forget to text ALSFR to (779) 345-2918 to join our email list and receive a promo code for a free AFTCO sun protection mask with any purchase. SPONSORS The Coastal Connection Sea Tow Test Calibration Dixie Supply and Baker Metal Works  Foster Contracting  Pure Flats KillerDock BOW Blue Water Marine Service Black Buffalo Stayput Anchor AFTCO SlipSki Solutions Saltwater Marketing