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Cards:Sex and Sensibility:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nVQplt7ChosSuicide Hotlines and Prevention Resources Around the World: https://tinyurl.com/2za2jhrhOriginal Video: https://tinyurl.com/29qtanzcSources:Gender incongruence and gender dysphoria in childhood and adolescence—current insights in diagnostics, management, and follow-up: https://tinyurl.com/2ye4ncznAge of Realization and Disclosure of Gender Identity Among Transgender Adults: https://tinyurl.com/2aesq7seSocial contagion, violence, and suicide among adolescents: https://tinyurl.com/242dbtqaTranssexuality Among Twins: Identity Concordance, Transition, Rearing, and Orientation: https://tinyurl.com/24rkpz2vThe (CA)n Polymorphism of ERβ Gene is Associated with FtM Transsexualism: https://tinyurl.com/23n975pnAndrogen receptor repeat length polymorphism associated with male-to-female transsexualism: https://tinyurl.com/22av5naeMolecular basis of Gender Dysphoria: androgen and estrogen receptor interaction: https://tinyurl.com/2jms7k95Sex Assigned at Birth Ratio Among Transgender and Gender Diverse Adolescents in the United States: https://tinyurl.com/2yd5a6swPrevalence of Gender-Diverse Youth in an Urban School District: https://tinyurl.com/ymv2xlyeThe Amsterdam Cohort of Gender Dysphoria Study (1972–2015): Trends in Prevalence, Treatment, and Regrets: https://tinyurl.com/25e36nhrRegret after Gender-affirmation Surgery: A Systematic Review and Meta-analysis of Prevalence: https://tinyurl.com/26z44v9nLong-Term Regret and Satisfaction With Decision Following Gender-Affirming Mastectomy: https://tinyurl.com/22edogj7Guiding the conversation-types of regret after gender-affirming surgery and their associated etiologies: https://tinyurl.com/22bkpw32Regret after Gender-Affirming Surgery: A Multidisciplinary Approach to a Multifaceted Patient Experience: https://tinyurl.com/23vfdasrIncreases in Self-identifying as Transgender Among US Adults, 2014–2022: https://tinyurl.com/2cmgdmnjWhy has identifying as transgender increased so much among young adults?: https://tinyurl.com/268k8mwvThe mean age of gender dysphoria diagnosis is decreasing: https://tinyurl.com/22moq5ebU.S. health secretary heads to Texas after 2nd unvaccinated child dies of measles-related illness: https://tinyurl.com/2ykuvkh8Parent reports of adolescents and young adults perceived to show signs of a rapid onset of gender dysphoria: https://tinyurl.com/y4oqkko3Mobile Phone Use and Mental Health. A Review of the Research That Takes a Psychological Perspective on Exposure: https://tinyurl.com/2yrdfluhNew Book “Irreversible Damage” Is Full of Misinformation: https://tinyurl.com/24kxcdvfPrevalence of Gender-Affirming Surgical Procedures Among Minors and Adults in the US: https://tinyurl.com/2dac8c8xBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/viced-rhino-the-podcast--4623273/support.
In this week's Podcast: We're having a strangely warm week and our bees are taking advantage without any delay. It's great to have an opportunity to watch them bringing early pollen and my thoughts are once again turning to the various methods of queen rearing we might employ this season.Hi, I'm Stewart Spinks. Welcome to Episode 336 of my podcast, Beekeeping Short and Sweet.Henry Alley's Queen Rearing BookQueen Excluder Frame TrapContact Me at The Norfolk Honey CompanyJoin Our Beekeeping Community in the following ways:Early Release & Additional Video and Podcast Content - Access HereStewart's Beekeeping Basics Facebook Private Group - Click HereTwitter - @NorfolkHoneyCo - Check Out Our FeedInstagram - @norfolkhoneyco - View Our Great PhotographsSign Up for my email updates by visiting my website hereSupport the show
This week, we chat to Adam about the rise in popularity of rearing dairy beef calves, we get an update from Darren on schemes and Aidan talks about ten years on from when the quota brakes came off. We also caught up with Bryan Harte from Tirlán. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
Dr. Michael Hanby, Associate Professor at the John Paul II Institute, joins me to discuss the ethical considerations that we, as a society, must confront regarding IVF technology. - - - Today's Sponsor: Beam - Try Beam's best-selling Dream Powder and get up to 40% off for a limited time when you go to https://shopbeam.com/KLAVAN and use code KLAVAN at checkout.
In this week's Podcast: The weather's warming up, if only for a week or so, and I'm thinking about the various queens rearing methods we might use this year. Today, it's the turn of the Nicot queen-rearing system, and I'll do my best to explain how it all fits together!Hi, I'm Stewart Spinks, welcome to Episode 335 of my podcast, Beekeeping Short and Sweet.Contact Me at The Norfolk Honey CompanyJoin Our Beekeeping Community in the following ways:Early Release & Additional Video and Podcast Content - Access HereStewart's Beekeeping Basics Facebook Private Group - Click HereTwitter - @NorfolkHoneyCo - Check Out Our FeedInstagram - @norfolkhoneyco - View Our Great PhotographsSign Up for my email updates by visiting my website hereSupport the show
Raising children and providing for their physical needs is a difficult and serious task for any parent. Rearing a child and guiding and training them to become spiritual and responsible adults is even more difficult. In this chapter of Proverbs, we see an essential element that is needed in rearing children, correction.
Mother and business owner, Grace Carter sits down with Bryce Hamilton LSCSW to discuss how corporate America, and other countries,... The post Business and Babies, Family Rearing in Corporate America with Grace Carter appeared first on WebTalkRadio.net.
This event took place on the 31st of October 2016 at the Royal Institution in London. CHAIR: Afua Hirsch - Writer and broadcaster SPEAKERS FOR THE MOTION: AA Gill - The Sunday Times's star restaurant and TV critic AGAINST THE MOTION: George Monbiot - Guardian columnist, environmental campaigner and author of Regenesis: Feeding the World without Devouring the Planet Fancy a nice juicy steak? Most of us do from time to time, and we don't trouble our consciences too much with the rights and wrongs of eating meat. Others, while vaguely aware that we ought to go vegan, just can't face the rest of our lives denying ourselves bacon, beef, butter etc. But once we start looking into the arguments for veganism, it becomes difficult to justify the omnivore diet. Take the environment for starters. Livestock farming has a massive impact on the planet, producing around 14% of carbon dioxide equivalent emissions according to the UN. That's roughly the same as the total amount of global transport emissions. Animals are extremely inefficient processors of the maize and soya that farmers grow to feed them. If we ate those crops ourselves instead of feeding them to livestock, we could free up hundreds of millions of hectares of rainforests, savannahs and wetlands where wild animals could flourish instead. And then there are the arguments about animal welfare. Recent scientific research indicates what many of us feel we already know – that animals have complex emotional lives not dissimilar to our own. Intensive farming – the kind that confines hens, pigs and cattle to squalid indoor pens – thwarts their instincts to move around freely and build social bonds with their group. Tens of billions of animals exist in this way, and that's before their short lives are ended in the horror house of the abattoir. As for those who say a vegan diet isn't healthy, elite athletes who have made the switch, including world tennis No 1 Novak Djokovic, prove you don't need animal protein to excel at the highest levels in sport. On the other side of the argument we developed as omnivores and every human culture has its culinary traditions, based on the taste and aesthetics of meat and dairy. Do we really want to live in a world where there is no beef Wellington or cheese soufflé? As for the environmentalist arguments, omnivores now have some serious eco-credentials behind them. A study at Cornell University shows that a diet that includes a few small portions of grass-fed meat a week may actually be greener than eating no animal products at all. And when it comes to animal welfare, rather than abandoning animal products altogether, couldn't we do more good by pressing for genuinely transparent labelling of our meat and dairy? If consumers really know what they are getting, fewer people might be willing to buy the £3 chicken produced in the barbaric conditions of the agricultural industry. As for a vegan diet being healthier, we should stop giving airtime to self-appointed health experts and lifestyle bloggers. Some dieticians argue that there are nutrients we need that we just can't get from plants alone. Yes, we can get calcium from kale and iron from beans, but the quantity, quality and bio-availability of such elements are far better when we get them from animal rather than plant sources. -- If you'd like to become a Member and get access to all our full ad free conversations, plus all of our Members-only content, just visit intelligencesquared.com/membership to find out more. For £4.99 per month you'll also receive: - Full-length and ad-free Intelligence Squared episodes, wherever you get your podcasts - Bonus Intelligence Squared podcasts, curated feeds and members exclusive series - 15% discount on livestreams and in-person tickets for all Intelligence Squared events ... Or Subscribe on Apple for £4.99: - Full-length and ad-free Intelligence Squared podcasts - Bonus Intelligence Squared podcasts, curated feeds and members exclusive series Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
The Northern Ireland Executive has published its draft budget for 2025-26 and it's now open for public consultation. Agriculture, Environment and Rural Affairs is set to receive just over £715 million pounds, an increase of 3%. But no specific funding has been allocated to address serious pollution in Lough Neagh and Andrew Muir, the environment minister, says his department has only been awarded around a third of what he'd requested for day to day spending. He describes it as ‘a difficult budget'. Historic farm diaries provide a fascinating glimpse into agricultural, social and cultural life in years gone by. So curators at the Three Rivers Museum in Hertfordshire were excited to unearth a diary written in Victorian times by a farmer from Rickmansworth called John White. Masters students at the University of Hertfordshire have been scrutinising the diary entries to see if there's anything that John's observations from 150 years ago might teach farmers today. Rearing and selling turkeys for Christmas has become a major source of income for some family farms, including Cuckoo Mill Farm at Pelcomb Bridge, in Pembrokeshire. And at this time of year, it's a real family affair, with all hands on deck. Presented by Caz Graham and produced by Beatrice Fenton.
Kilkenny farmer Liam Cassin is on this week's Beef Edge podcast to discuss his contract heifer rearing system. Liam moved from sheep to suckler cows and started contract heifer rearing 14 years ago. The steady monthly cashflow alongside the reduced financial input of purchasing stock are key benefits for Liam. Grassland management and a good paddock system are very important to make the system viable in order to reach the target weights, according to Liam. Initially starting with one dairy farmer, Liam has increased the system to now working with four farmers contract rearing heifers. The dairy farmer visited Liam's farm and viewed the farm and Liam visited their farm initially. From there the business has thrived and each contract is different as Liam describes. Further information is available here:https://www.teagasc.ie/rural-economy/farm-management/collaborative-farming/contract-heifer-rearing/ For more episodes from the Beef Edge podcast, visit the show page at:https://www.teagasc.ie/thebeefedge Produced on behalf of Teagasc by LastCastMedia.com
Send us a textWelcome to Alternative Dog Moms - a podcast about what's happening in the fresh food community and the pet industry. Kimberly Gauthier is the blogger behind Keep the Tail Wagging, and Erin Scott hosts the Believe in Dog podcast.CHAPTERS:Paula's background and experience (0:54)Defining breeder terminology (6:20)Kimberly recently had an unexpected experience with puppies and Paula's evolution of judgment and mentorship (10:39)Boxers, genetic health issues and a breeder's Code of Ethics (17:55)What is Fading Puppy Syndrome? (24:53)Cross-bred and "designer" dog breeds (27:44)Responsibilities of ethical breeders and questions pet parents should be asking (35:30)Puppies and vaccines - How Paula's thinking has evolved over the years (39:40)Paula's dog Ginger experienced Rabies Vaccinosis (49:52)Canine longevity factors and Bobi (55:01)Paula's experience "letting go" of some control factors and why Paula uses homeopathy over other modalities (1:02:47)What factors are part of the Natural Rearing Breeders' Code of Ethics (1:07:21)When people buy one of Paula's puppies, what requirements are on the pet parents? (1:17:29)FIND PAULA:The Dog Breeder Store (https://www.thedogbreederstore.com/)YouTube Channel (https://www.youtube.com/@TheDogBreederChannel)Gentry Boxers (https://www.gentryboxers.com/)Natural Rearing Breeders (https://www.nrbreeder.com/)LINKS DISCUSSED:Big Hearted Breeders ( https://www.bigheartedbreeders.com/)Natural Rearing Breeders Code of Ethics (https://www.nrbreeder.com/code-of-ethics)Puppy Culture (https://shoppuppyculture.com/)Book: Natural Immunity by Pat McKay (https://tinyurl.com/3b4tye78)Book: [Homeopathic] Narayani Remedies (https://tinyurl.com/44cvx9a2)Book: Natural Rearing by Dr. Jeannie Thomasson (https://tinyurl.com/yy3szwpa)Kimberly's Book (https://amzn.to/41p1utR)Kimberly's Blog: Unveiling the Secrets Behind Bobi's Remarkably Long Life (https://tinyurl.com/u8bv2u94)Ginger's Rabies Vaccinosis. (https://tinyurl.com/5xehv4ya)OUR BLOG/PODCASTS...Kimberly: KeeptheTailWagging.comErin Scott: BelieveinDogpodcast.comFACEBOOK...Facebook.com/KeepTheTailWaggingFacebook.com/BelieveInDogPodcastINSTAGRAM...Instagram.com/RawFeederLifeInstagram.com/BelieveInDogPodcastThanks for listening to our podcast. You can learn more about Erin Scott's first podcast at BelieveInDogPodcast.com. And you can learn more about raw feeding, raising dogs naturally, and Kimberly's dogs at KeepTheTailWagging.com. And don't forget to subscribe to The Alternative Dog Moms.
This week, Noel Bardon is joined by Shane Dolphin, who discusses the red tape facing young farmers and the key areas he is investing in to get a leased farm up and going. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
This time the team, based in the South West of England, are joined by Mickie Blackett, Supply Chain Business Growth Manager & James Taylor, Farm Manager from the Buitelaar Group.As usual we start with a brief over view of both of our guests' backgrounds to get to where they are today.Then we move on to today topic of Evidence Based Calf Rearing.Not only do we take a tour of the farm, but we discuss the continuing development of the farm and it's facilities and how the business is constantly tweaking as they continue to strive for improvement of the system.Mickie talks about the development of the modular High Health Units, how these have changed over the years and the improvements they see.James takes us for a tour of the farm where we can see the evidence of these changes as well as discussing the different trials they run on farm, not just for themselves but also with outside partners.This was recorded in August 2024 and all information was correct at the time of recording.Send us a textFor more information about our podcast visit www.chewinthecud.com/podcast or follow us on Instagram @chewinthecudpodcast or X/Twitter @chewinthecudpod. ChewintheCud Ltd is also on Facebook & LinkedIn. You can also email us at podcast@chewinthecud.com
This week we shift gears to talk about setting up Arid (Desert Climate) Bioactives with Phillip Lietz from Arids Only.Phillip is a specialist in rearing Uromastyx, Xenagama, Sauromalus and Chuckwalla and we can't wait to pick his brain and learn more about his successees rearing reptiles in a desert arid setting.02:20 Introducing Phillip Lietz with @aridsonly 07:00 How @aridsonly started with #uromastyx 13:45 How Long Does it Take to Breed Uromastyx, Xenagamaand Sauromalus?16:00 Why Did You Start Raising Desert Reptiles and specifically #xenagama #sauromalus20:45 Finding Care Guides for Uromastyx21:55 How common is it for people to have a Uromastyx as a pet?23:35 What is the purpose of the fat, spiked tail on the Uromastyx or Xenagama?25:27 Why do Uromastyx and Chuckwalla have such a big belly?27:05 What is the key to having animals like Uromastyx socializing? Is there too much time together?33:37 Do you refer to your breeding animals as 'your genetics' like with plant genetics? 38:16 Is genetic bottlenecking a consideration in breeding these and what do you do to avoid it?52:15 What medium do you raise Uromastyx on?56:20 What are the challenges to rearing desert reptiles in a bioactive environment?1:05:10 What are the things you can to give Uromastyx the best life as a home owner who only has 1 (or 2) animals?1:07:02 Is there a benefit to having Isopods in a Uromastyx enclosure?1:11:39 How do you clean the cages of your Uromastyx?1:12:55 Do Uromastyx Lay Multiple Clutches?1:16:58 Do the blue chin and blue belly on the Xenagama have a purpose or is it just for looks?1:20:53 What do Uromastyx, Xenagama and Sauromalus eat?Join us every Friday night at 9pm est on YOUTUBE (@MIBeneficials) to drop your questions live OR feel free to drop your questions here in the comments. Support this FREE show by supporting these amazing small businesses:http://www.aridsonly.comhttp://www.okcalyxxshop.comhttp://www.rubberduckyisopods.comhttp://www.MIBeneficials.com#chuckwalla #uromastx #xenagama #aridbioactive #aridsonly #biochar #nutrientcycle #regenerativeagriculture #familyrunbusiness #naturalfarming #notillgardening #notill soil #livingsoil #cannabiscommunity #livingorganicsoil #gardening #notillfarming #organicgarden
Japan's Emperor Naruhito and Empress Masako visited a facility to grow young fish in the city of Kunisaki, Oita Prefecture, southwestern Japan, on Saturday.
Brad Heins dives into an insightful calf-rearing project at the University of Minnesota Morris dairy herd, exploring the impacts of different rearing methods: individual housing, paired housing, group housing, and calves raised directly on cows. Heins discusses the benefits, challenges, and key findings from each approach, offering valuable insights for dairy farmers seeking to optimize calf health, social development, and growth performance.Group Rearing of Calves at the UMN WCROC Calf Rearing Systems at the WCROC (Youtube Video) Calf Rearing for Organic Dairy Herds (YouTube Video) Basic care practices for healthy calvesQuestions, comments, scathing rebuttals? -> themoosroom@umn.edu or call 612-624-3610 and leave us a message!Twitter -> @UMNmoosroom and @UMNFarmSafetyFacebook -> @UMNDairyYouTube -> UMN Beef and Dairy and UMN Farm Safety and HealthInstagram -> @UMNWCROCDairyExtension WebsiteAgriAmerica Podcast Directory
Hazel Costigan from Teagasc Moorepark joins Stuart Childs on this week's Dairy Edge to discuss heifer rearing and the targets associated with it. Hazel references a study done 10 years ago by Laurence Shalloo which put the cost of rearing a heifer at €1,545. A further study by Donagh Berry has shown that it takes 1.63 lactations to cover this cost and this may have increased since then. Hazel says that the only way to manage heifer performance is to weigh them relatively regularly and at a minimum at key times throughout their lifetime to identify stock that are not on target and react to bring them back in line the rest of the group. Hazel highlights the importance of doing this due to the impact in 1st, 2nd and 3rd lactation performance of lighter heifers in a study she did of Moorepark records from 2003 – 2017. Finally, Hazel suggests that farmers weigh both their calves and heifers and act now to address weight deficits sooner rather than later especially as we move towards housing when average daily gain will inevitably drop due to the lower quality of the diet offered relative to the grass diet currently being consumed. The calf weights excel mentioned is available at:https://www.teagasc.ie/media/website/animals/dairy/CalfWeightReadyReckoner.xls For more episodes from the Dairy Edge podcast go to the show page at:https://www.teagasc.ie/animals/dairy/the-dairy-edge-podcast/ The Dairy Edge is a co-production with LastCastMedia.com
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What is your take on the election? Will it be a fair election? Election day? What concerns you the most with what is happening? Do Christians vote? Rearing children by design. Where are parents making their biggest mistakes?
Sara-Jayne speaks to SANCCOB's Head of Conservation, Nicky Stander about fundraising for the new African penguin chick rearing unit.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
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Getting into farming, calf rearing and millions of views!Our guest today, Josie Eccles studied at SRUC Barony and studied during the online Covid environment!Josie doesn't come from farming and after studying animal care noticed agriculture was where her heart was! So the door knocking began and phoning people just asking for a chance now here she is choosing the clients she reads calves for all the while sharing the trials and tribulations in the most entertaining way on TikTok as weejosie2.0!Great advocate for the sector that brings in people from outside the sector!Enjoy! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
First broadcast on January 27, 1965. Studs discusses race relations and economic disparity with four Chicago area women in a program entitled "Each of us can act". This recording was the last of a 6-part series, "Rearing the Child of Good Will", broadcast under the auspices of the National Conference of Christians and Jews. The series focused on prejudice, race, religion, and community. Interviewees are: Madeline Bonsigniore of Chicago's south suburbs Naomi Brodky of the Marynook neighborhood of Chicago Lynn Williams of Winnetka, IL Harriet White of the NCCJ The discussion begins with a snipped from Terkel's interview with "Jimmy" a 17-year old African American male who had been involved with gangs on the Chicago's west side. Other topics of discussion include racial integration, schools, and home ownership.
First broadcast on January 27, 1965. Studs discusses race relations and economic disparity with four Chicago area women in a program entitled "Each of us can act". This recording was the last of a 6-part series, "Rearing the Child of Good Will", broadcast under the auspices of the National Conference of Christians and Jews. The series focused on prejudice, race, religion, and community. Interviewees are: Madeline Bonsigniore of Chicago's south suburbs Naomi Brodky of the Marynook neighborhood of Chicago Lynn Williams of Winnetka, IL Harriet White of the NCCJ The discussion begins with a snipped from Terkel's interview with "Jimmy" a 17-year old African American male who had been involved with gangs on the Chicago's west side. Other topics of discussion include racial integration, schools, and home ownership.
Chapter 18: Stephanie says good bye By LiminallySpaced. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Hot, wet lips raced up and down the length of my cock. Hands stroked me rhythmically and squeezed my churning balls. "Yeah, baby, fuck, yes," I chanted, the hot boil of explosive love building inside me. Wet, wanton slurps came in time as her lips slipped off my cock on each stroke. Her eyes never left mine. "Um Hmm, Mmm hmm" she moaned into my rod, her head bobbing deliciously and with purpose, summoning the pleasure out of my body. [[MORE]] "Fuck, I'm gonna cum, baby, I'm gonna cum!" I bellowed, my body beginning to buzz. Pulling her lips off me she never broke eye contact, and never stopped stroking. Licking her lips, with a smile she moaned out "Do it, baby, cum for me ; I want it all over me!" Eight hours earlier I was having lunch with Tara, my cock securely in my pants, when my stomach dropped like a rock. "Am I what?" I croaked out. I had come to this get-together specifically because I needed someone to talk to about the text message I received last night, and my response to it, but Tara had prepared other things on the menu, things I was not expecting. "Are you having an affair with Kerri?" She said bluntly. There was no judgment in her eyes that I could see, but I think she was waiting for my reply, ready to size me up. I was bad at lying in general, and terrible at lying to Tara, but I wasn't sure I was ready to spill the details on something even I wasn't totally sure of. "What would make you even ask that?" I said, trying to match her cool. "I thought it was weird that you were just hanging around her house after everyone left," she began, an interrogative glint in her eye, "so after we talked I hung around too, and I watched you sneak around the back and go in through the back door." "I'm not having an affair with Kerri," I said truthfully, but also feeling my skin get hot as she had me dead to rights. "Then what? Were you robbing her? I didn't see Mike leave, did you have a three way with them or something?" Tara's smooth, pale leg bounced and crossed over her knee as she chipped away at me. "Ok, ok, enough," I sighed in defeat. It was no use, she was going to get it out of me eventually. I looked at Tara. She had an eyebrow cocked that combined with her bouncing leg I couldn't tell if it was impatience, or excitement. Either way I had to fess up. I took a deep breath. "I was helping Kerri with a, problem." "A problem?" Tara repeated, intrigued by my vagueness. "Yes," I continued. "So the night of the graduation party, after I saw, you know, " The corner of her lip crested up briefly into a smile as she remembered how I secretly watched her and my next door neighbor Sarah have hot sex mere feet from my face. “ well when I got back to my car, I caught Mike and Kerri fucking in my back seat." I said quietly. "Ooh, good for them," Tara said with a smile, leaning in to hear more. "Yeah, well, Kerri caught me peeping, and at the party last night she pulled me aside to tell me that it really turned her on." "So what's the problem?" Tara said, not seeing the full picture. "Well apparently Mike hasn't been getting the job done; he cums too fast. So since me watching them turned her on so much,” I paused not for effect, but a little hesitant to tell this to anyone, even Tara, “ she asked me if I'd secretly watch them have sex so she could finally get to cum." Tara took it all in for a minute. "Wow, Tim, that's pretty wild," she said with a chuckle, "I wish you had just told me, I would have loved to have joined you; just like old times!" She winked at me, and my cock twitched as I thought about the voyeuristic experience we shared, watching Sarah get fucked. "So what did you do, just stand there? Or did you, you know,” she said, making a sly jerk off motion with her hand. "She told me she'd be insulted if I didn't, so I stood there in the shadows behind a book case and jerked off while I watched them fuck. But I,” I caught myself before I got really into the weeds about my request of Kerri, and the photo she sent me. "Nevermind." "Well, did it work?" She said, all in on this story, "did she cum?" "Oh yeah, big time," I said with a slight chuckle. Tara matched it. "And, did you?" She said, dipping down into a syrupy sultry tone. "No," I said, "they finished before I did, and I felt weird about just standing there jerking off in the shadows, so I bailed." "Aww," Tara said in a disappointed tone. She seemed legitimately sad to hear I didn't cum. "So what's Kerri's body like?" "Fantastic. She's got that athletic thickness, and her tits, oh my god." "Really?" Tara said, eyes going wide "Yeah," I continued, "big, juicy, amazing tits." I pictured those amazing tits in my mind's eye, splattered in cum. "Are you gonna do it again, or was it a one time thing?" "I honestly don't know. I'm not sure I want to do it again." My first lie. I did want to do it again. I wanted to see those tits painted in cum for real. "Uh huh,” Tara said skeptically. Like I said, I was terrible at lying to her. "Mike and Kerri,” she said wistfully, “ can't say I wouldn't like to see that." I chuckled nervously, not quite sure how to respond to that statement. Regaining my composure, I tried to start in on what I really wanted to talk about, but I watched Tara's gaze leave my own and follow someone's movement behind me. "Speaking of tits," she said in amazement, "that girl who just came in behind us is STACKED." The drop in my stomach returned. The previous two times Tara and I had come here for lunch, my path had crossed with Rachel, the big-titted church girl who I hooked up with after her prom. I turned as slyly as I could to see the object of Tara's ogling eyes, and sure enough, sitting down for lunch with the same male friend as before was Rachel. And boy was Tara right. Beneath the low neckline of her summer sundress her large tits were held up high and proud, a tasteful amount of deep cleavage presented to the world. My cock surged momentarily as I looked at her exposed collar bone and flat of her chest, and remembered that streak of my cum that had clung to it. "That's Rachel," I said, turning back toward Tara before being spotted, "the girl I went to prom with." "The church girl who was grossed out by your cum?" "Yeah," I said bashfully. "I see," she said mischievously, taking a sip of her drink, "so what was it you wanted to talk about, anyway?" I had wanted to talk about the text message I got last night, and what I should do about it, but I was so all over the place at this point between admitting my voyeuristic fling with Kerri, and seeing Rachel again that I just bailed. "Eh, nevermind, it's not a big deal," I lied, and brushed it off. Truth was it was a big deal, but one I was going to have to handle myself. Tara sensed I wasn't being entirely truthful, but she didn't press the issue. We just went back to our food and enjoyed our time together. After paying the check, Tara went off to the bathroom, and I looked over at Rachel. Her companion had also gotten up for the moment, and she was alone. I couldn't hide this time, and our eyes met. This was silly. We had shared an awkward sexual moment, sure, but that didn't mean we couldn't ever talk to each other again! Steeling myself for the worst, I walked over to say hi. She met me with a polite smile, but I think she was as nervous about this as I was. "Hey!" I opened with, trying to keep it casual, "long time no see!" We both chuckled nervously. "This was the third time I had seen you here, so..I figured it would be impolite to say hi." "Yeah, it's crazy we keep crossing paths like this. How've you been?" I had just begun to continue our small talk when I felt a hand slither across my shoulders, and another across my stomach. "Tim, can we go now? You promised me some more after lunch!" Tara said as she wriggled her body close to mine. I tensed up. What was she doing? "I..uh.." I had no idea what to do, so I continued to be polite. "Rachel, this is Tara, Tara, this is Rachel." Tara reached out her hand, and Rachel reluctantly met it to shake. "Pleasure to meet you," Tara said, before laying it on extra thick "Oh my god, you've got such amazing breasts!" I went beet red "Um..thanks?" Rachel said, starting to flush herself. "I'm so jealous, seriously," Tara continued ridiculously, "but then again I've never had any complaints, and I guess I've still got plenty of canvas for my little artist here, don't I?" Now Tara and I had shared some intense experiences, but there was always still a distance maintained between us. A tension. When Tara pulled herself back into me, all of a sudden that distance was gone, and for the very first time, in service of a crass joke, we kissed. It was a thick, over the top, sloppy kiss at first, but then there was an electricity that passed between us. The world fell away, and there we were, Tim and Tara, tasting each others' lips for the first time. It was a good kiss. When the kiss finally broke, it took a moment for each of us to come back to earth, and then breathlessly, Tara launched back into her schtick. "It was lovely to meet you, Rachel," she said, looking back at Rachel, whose chest and neck had flushed fully red at our display, "But we have to go - he promised he'd paint me again after lunch." Tara's hand snaked down to the front of my pants. "I just love it when he paints me," she said with a wink as she squeezed my cock. My hard cock. Feeling the bar in my pants, she broke character for a minute, shooting me a surprised look. Like I said, it was a good kiss. I gave an embarrassed wave to Rachel, and headed off, the level of mortification I felt matched only by the amount of arousal. "You are fucking insane," I said to Tara as we left the cafe. "I know, but she deserved it," Tara said with a smile. "Hey what are you up to tonight?" She said after an awkward moment of silence. "I've got plans, unfortunately" I said back. It was true. I was meeting the sender of that text message, but suddenly, suddenly I felt the urge to cancel. "Why, you have some, painting, that needs to be done?" I said with a wink. Tara chuckled, a broad smile spreading across her lips. I saw the faintest flush of red surge into her cheeks. "Just call me soon then, ok?" She said, punching me in the arm. She pulled me in for a hug, holding me tight. I felt her breasts push against my chest. Her nipples were hard. She waved at me, and sauntered off. Back home I headed to my computer. A surge of excitement pulsed through me as I thought about the email I had received last night from Kerri, and more so the email I had sent in return. I had pushed the envelope, and I had no idea how it would be received, so when I saw I had an email from her waiting, my stomach dropped. Would it be the next ante up in this game we were playing? Or would it be a scathing indictment of my perviness, with a firm "fuck off" as a sign off? Before I could click to find out, my attention was grabbed by another alert; a new instant message. From Rachel. The excitement returned, and I opened it. "I didn't know you were an artist!" it read. I smiled. "Haha I dabble." I returned. "I bet!" I sent back a winking emoji, and decided to leave it at that. Feeling a renewed sense of power, and a familiar tingle in my balls, I opened Kerri's email. I smiled at what I read. "The face, huh? HUmm I don't know if we're ready for that," I read, my excitement beginning to wane, until I read the second line. "But that doesn't mean we can't work up to it ;)" There was an image attached. My balls began to tingle. I opened it. It was another selfie, but cropped much closer than the one before. A hint of a red blouse framed what little of her shoulders could be seen, as the majority of the frame was taken up by a direct shot into Kerri's open mouth. Inside her mouth, draped across her tongue and displayed for the lens of her camera, and for my enjoyment, was a thick pool of white. My cock grew rock hard. Kerri was clearly ready to continue playing this game, and as I stared into the cum-filled mouth of my friend's girlfriend, my mind raced, picturing her on her knees with his cock in her mouth, feeling it pulse and twitch as his balls emptied into her mouth, and then slipping away to document it just for me. I reached for my zipper. KnoCK KnoCK KnoCK - a sudden loud rapping at my door broke my trance and I frantically covered up the window with the explicit image. "Hello?" I said not realizing anyone else was in the house. It was my step sister Alexa asking if I was going out tonight, and if not, could she borrow the car. I told her half truthfully that I wasn't going out, and that she could borrow the car no problem. She said thanks, and departed. I say half truthfully because while it was true I didn't need the car, it wasn't exactly true that I wasn't going out tonight. Later that evening, after Alexa and my step mom Kelly had both gone out, I left as well to meet the person who sent that text message. "Hi," she said as she opened the door to greet me. Hair done up in a messy bun, long, athletic legs stretching down from beneath tight, ass-hugging short shorts, a loose shirt clinging to her nipples ; she hadn't dressed for a night on the town, but then again, she looked amazing in anything. "Hi, Stephanie." I responded. She welcomed me inside. We moved to the living room and sat down. My stomach was in knots and my mind raced. "How've you been?" She said meekly. The sassy girl with all the power was gone, replaced by something I had never seen from her before: vulnerability. "Fine," I said back flatly, "just getting started with the summer. Waiting for work to start." I was not going to be an easy get in this conversation. I guess I was still mad. There was a long pause as Stephanie saw the hill she had to climb. "So, as you know, I'm leaving for school on Monday," she said, nervously picking her fingers. "Yeah, I know." "Well, I, I mean I didn't,” She struggled to find the words. This was new territory for her, I could tell. She took a moment to organize her thoughts and continued. "I need to apologize to you. Truly." She paused again, searching for direction. "I've, been with people, and I've had relationships, but I've never really let them in. I've always cut and run before any attachments could be made. It's cleaner that way. No one gets hurt. I, don't get hurt. And I'll be honest, I wasn't sure what we were even doing when we got together. It was fun, sure, but I thought it was just the danger of it. The taboo." What had it been for me? I thought back to our first night together, at the prom; the night my step sister's best friend sucked my cock in the limo. It had been fun, it had been taboo, but it had been something else as well. "What I'm saying, Tim,” she continued, training those crystal blue eyes on mine, "is that I wasn't planning on falling in love." My stomach dropped and my throat went dry. As Stephanie and I spent more time together, I felt so silly. I had been getting so attached to her, and I knew it was stupid, I knew it was pointless. I knew I was just a fun fling to her. But maybe I wasn't. "If I'm being honest, I don't even think I know what love really is," she went on, "I've never let myself be open to feeling it, before you. It snuck up on me, and it scared me, and I didn't know what to do,” she paused and I saw tears begin to well in her eyes. "So I panicked. I didn't feel in control, and I wanted that control. I was determined not to get hurt, but instead I hurt you, and I hurt someone you care about." Tears started to well in my eyes now too. This was a lot. It was heartfelt. Seeing how upset she was, how much she grappled with her feelings, It was tough not to sympathize. "You don't have to forgive me, you don't have to love me back, frankly I don't know what's going to happen after I leave on Monday. Maybe our lives go in completely different directions and we never see each other again," she said with a desperate chuckle. "All I know is that I can't leave without saying something to you; something I've never said to anyone." Stephanie slipped off the chair, onto her knees in front of where I sat. It wasn't sexual, it was, penitent. "I love you, Tim," she said, grasping my hands, "and I am so, so sorry." Practically in tears, I lifted her hands up to my mouth and kissed them. I felt a long sigh escape her lungs. "Stephanie,” I began, not knowing how to finish my sentence, but something deep inside me carved out the words and echoed them out through my mouth. "I love you too, and I forgive you." A big smile of relief burst over her face, all her emotions coursing through her at once. "Wow, this is, a lot," she said breathlessly. We both laughed an overwhelmed laugh, then the silence returned. We held each other's hands as we tried to navigate this unknown path. "So what do we do now?" I looked at her glassy eyes, her wet lips, her heaving bosom. "Like you said, who knows what happens after Monday?" I began, leaning in close, "So until then, let's spend the night like two people in love." Her smile returned, she grabbed my face, and for the first time in weeks, Stephanie and I kissed. And boy what a kiss. Electricity shot through both of us. The heat was palpable, and our breaths came fast and ragged as we gripped and pulled at each others' bodies. Stephanie's shirt came off first, and once again my eyes fell on her perfect, hard-nippled breasts. I pulled her up to me, forcing a moan out of her as my hands squeezed. Another moan as I took one nipple, then the other into my mouth. She held my head tight against her chest as I suckled. Then, pushing me back into the couch, she frantically unhooked my pants, yanking and pulling at them until they passed my knees. Stephanie wasted no time, and as soon as my thick, hard cock bobbed up into view, she dropped her head to my lap and took my entire length into her salivating mouth with a long, contented moan. I gasped as she began sucking in long, thick strokes, seemingly desperate to pull my entire soul out through my dick. She slurped and bobbed, sometimes using her hands, and sometimes running those hands all over every inch of my flesh she could reach. Standing up, cock still in her mouth, I pulled off my shirt and flung it across the room. Looking down at her bobbing head, my animalistic urge matched hers, and I gripped her hair tight in one hand. Stephanie looked up at me, the deep lust in both our eyes connecting on a practically metaphysical level, and without ever taking my cock out of her mouth she nodded. I felt her hands grab my ass, and pull towards her rhythmically. Putting a hand on either side of her head now, she moaned in approval as my hips started to thrust, slowly penetrating her mouth. I began gently, but the firm pulling on my ass told me she wanted it all. Her lips were vice tight around my shaft, and the strong suction of her mouth fought valiantly against me on every outward stroke. She kept pulling me toward her. She wanted more. The sensation was indescribable. I lost myself in the moment and began fucking her face. She moaned around my length in approval; it was what she wanted; and I drove my thick cock in and out of her wet, wanton mouth harder and deeper. I couldn't stop; my balls were beginning to brew, my body was beginning to sparkle and pop, but I didn't want it to end; not yet. I'm not lying when I say it took every ounce of strength I had to pull myself out of Stephanie's mouth and collapse backward onto the couch. We both gasped and choked for air as we took a moment apart. "Holy shit," Stephanie said, followed by a chuckle of disbelief. "You're telling me," I choked back, my cock bobbing in the wind, shiny and wet with Stephanie's thickest saliva. Suddenly a smile crept over her lips, and and struggled trough the fog of sex to get to her feet. "C'mere, I wanna show you something" she said, leaning over to take my hand. Shuffling to get my pants all the way off, I followed Stephanie as she gleefully pulled me through the house into her bedroom. She threw me onto the bed, slipped her pants off, and climbed on top. She barely even had to look as she lined my tip up with her dripping opening, and with matching, deep audible gasps, she took my entire cock up inside of her in a single stroke. "Fuuuuuuck I missed this," she said with a smile. I grunted in agreement, and she began slowly grinding on me, sending pleasure spikes through both of our bodies as my length moved in and out of her. "I wanna show you something," she said, a smile creeping over her lips. Leaning over me and reaching past me, she opened the drawer of her bedside table, pulling out a long pink object with sleek, smooth curves. "Do you know what this is?" She asked, running her fingers over the object suggestively "A vibrator?" I offered, trying for the moment to focus on her question, and not the feeling of this goddess' body on top of mine. "Correct," she smiled, "but it's not just any vibrator; every time you heard me orgasming through the floorboards, this is what I had inside me." She popped one end into her mouth, and then drew it down between her tits slowly. My cock flexed inside her. Clicking the discreet button along the handle, the toy buzzed to excited life. Still smiling, she put it into my hand, and guided its tip down to where our bodies joined. She gasped, her smile getting bigger, fingers gripping me tight at the new, overwhelming sensation. I watched her face, her body, as the pleasure began to shoot through her, pleasure that was entirely in my control. I began thrusting into her as I danced the toy around her clit. She slumped forward in a big moan, hands landing on either side of my head to catch herself in support. Her breasts hung down, jiggling deliciously with each thrust. I leaned up and took a nipple into my mouth and sucked. Her other hand gripped me tight to her bosom as her moans became louder and more breathless. Wrapping her body up in my free arm, we rolled to the side, never disconnecting, and suddenly I was on top of her. She was lost in a forest of pleasure now, and it was up to me to direct her through it. I fucked into her deeply and with purpose, teasing her swollen clit with the electric joy buzzer. I couldn't take my eyes off her writhing form as it arced closer and closer to total rapture. Her breasts shook, her hand grasped onto my wrist, and then suddenly it came ; the sweetest, most erotic sound I still had ever heard, a sound I had sorely missed; the short, short, long succession of throaty, blissful moans ejaculating out of Stephanie's throat as her body began to spasm around my cock in orgasm. I held on for dear life, my cock throbbing, desperate not to cum myself, determined to guide Stephanie through her euphoria with my full attention. I momentarily flashed back to where we were just a few months ago; she was my step sister's hot friend who delighted in tormenting me, I was her best friend's dumb step brother, but now, here we were, sharing our bodies, our passion, with each other, our carnal natures swirling together in a vortex of pleasure. I don't know if it was true love, but whatever it was it felt real to me. As real as the steaming, rapturous body beneath mine slowly coming back to earth from a mind-bending orgasm. Stephanie's hand pushed the toy away from her sensitive clit as her eyes opened. Both our breaths were deep ragged heaves, and our bodies glistened with sweat. She reached up and pulled me down on top of her, kissing me long and hard, her legs clamped down hard, pulling me deep into her cunt. I held there still and felt her body as we kissed. I had been through a lot with Stephanie, experienced tremendous things for the first time with her, but I had no idea there was still distance to go, and we were about to go there for the first time; together. "God, you feel so fucking good, Timmy," she gasped into my ear, the sound of that name making my cock flex inside her. "Fuck me from behind. Please." Rearing up, I reluctantly pulled out of her, grabbed her leg and flipped her over onto her stomach. She arched her back, placing a pillow beneath her hips, shifting herself in a way that gave her ass a cute wiggle. Gripping one tight, toned cheek in my hand, I saddled up to her wet opening, lining myself up to dive back into her sweet center when I heard her gasp "Wait, " Her body was still clearly buzzing from the aftermath of her orgasm, consumed by a fog of residual pleasure but there was a certain excitement, a certain nervousness to her person when she looked at me over her shoulder and breathlessly said "I want it, in my ass." I froze, disbelief washing over me. "What?" "You heard me," She said with a coy smile. "Are you sure?" "Yes," she said, tossing her blonde locks backward, cascading off to the side so they framed her gorgeous face. "I want you to be my first." A fresh surge of excitement screamed through my rock hard cock, and I leaned over to kiss her. "Please," she whispered in a ragged tone as my lips left hers. Who was I to deny her? My hands were shaking. My cock was still slick and wet, lathered in thick cum fresh from Stephanie's orgasm. Heart pounding in my chest, I grabbed my shaft with my trembling hand and nervously lined up the head with her tight, puckered hole. We both gasped as the tip touched her sensitive skin. I was worried; as slick as my cock was I didn't want to hurt her, so I instinctively let some saliva drop out of my mouth and onto her backdoor cherry. I spread it around with the head of my cock, and then there it was, slippery, wet, and ready. Moving my tip back into position, I took a deep breath and began to slowly push. The fluids did their job. Another guttural gasp from Stephanie, and slowly, agonizingly slowly, I watched the tip of my cock disappear into the tight confines of her virgin ass. "Are you ok?" I gasped, desperately. I was literally shaking with excitement. Excitement, but also terror. I was terrified I was going to hurt her, terrified that I was going to cum before I could even get inside her. Luckily however I think the exhilarating fear of the moment worked in my favor, and as she nodded her head and choked out a hot answer in the affirmative, I continued to slowly penetrate her with the urge to cum nowhere near the forefront of my mind. Her asshole was tight. So tight. It was like nothing I ever experienced, so much sweet pressure gripping my shaft like a vice. My forward progress stopped with about half of my shaft still to go, and I began to slide my dick back, just as slowly as I had pushed it in. "Oh my God, oh my God," she wheezed as I pushed back in. "Are you OK?" I asked, freezing mid stroke. "Yes, yes, don't stop; keep going!" I pushed again, going deeper this time, the tightness relieved ever so slightly to allow more of my cock inside her. She was moaning loudly and often now, and after a few more careful journeys in and out, I felt the firm cheeks of her sweet, athletic ass press against my hips. "I'm in, Stephanie," I exclaimed through deep, ragged breaths, "I'm all the way in!" "Then fuck me, Timmy," Stephanie answered. Her wide, gasping mouth formed a lusty smile. Strands of her golden hair matted to her cheeks with sweat, the sheets of the bed gripped tightly in her hands. "Please fuck me!" The animal inside me returned when I heard that command. Sliding my cock back out again, I dripped more saliva onto my hard, straining cock to keep things moving, and pushed into her again. And again. And again. And again. Her tight, untouched asshole welcomed me more and more with each thrust, and she egged me on with uncontrollable cries of "Yes, Timmy, fuck me; fuck me, Timmy, please!" I grunted and groaned on top of her as that mystical buzzing of impending orgasm took hold of my balls and body and didn't let go. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum; Stephanie, I'm gonna fucking cum!" She only managed to squeak out two final cries of "Yes!" when something wholly unexpected happened: her body started to shake and wriggle, and her cries of carnal affirmation suddenly slipped into that heavenly triplet as she began to orgasm again. This time I was too far gone to resist, and those cries of pleasure I had come to know so well triggered the rocket fuel inside of me. That sweet ring of hers held me tight, and for one glorious moment it felt like we truly became one. We melted together as the euphoric tense and release of my body sent torrent after torrent of hot cum deep into her welcoming ass. We were a hot, writhing mass of moaning, orgasmic flesh, and the last thing I remember was Stephanie, coming down from her experience, softly chanting "Oh wow, oh wow,” because it was at that point that I blacked out. It was only for a moment, or an hour, who's to say, but my body gave her literally everything it had, including my consciousness. Coming to, I slowly pulled out of Stephanie's tender rear entry, and rolled off of her. Instantly she cuddled up tight to me. Lying there, spent and tired, this golden goddess tucked in close, I was the definition of satisfied. Sleep came quickly for both of us, and as the world fell away, all I could do was echo her sentiment, take it all in, and let out a long, contented "Wow." We both woke early the next morning, smiles tattooed to our faces. I swatted at her ass playfully as I followed her into the shower, where we kissed deeply, lathered each other up, and I fingered her to another bright, rapturous orgasm under the falling water. The heat of the steam was too much for us, and before we could continue we moved back to her bedroom. Sitting on the edge of the bed I was rock hard. Stephanie eyed my thick erection, but she made me wait; My cock bobbing stiff in the wind, I watched the devilish smile form on her lips as she ran a towel over her perfect body. Then, finally, she stood in front of me, folded the towel neatly, put it on the floor in front of me and dropped to her knees. There was only a brief moment of teasing, massaging the underside of my cockhead with the stiff tip of her tongue, before taking me into her mouth fully. "Fuck, I am going to miss this," I said, looking down at the face of my step sister's best friend as she joyfully bobbed her head up and down on my cock. "They say a picture's worth a thousand words," she said with a loud slurp as she pulled off me. She continued stroking as she eyed my phone on the bed next to me. "I wonder how many a video is worth?" She sank her head back down and took me back into her wet mouth. My eyes went wide. "Are you serious?" I said as I looked at my phone and then back to her. Her only reply was to bounce her eyebrows suggestively. My body began to buzz with pleasure, and I felt fresh blood surge into my cock. I grabbed my phone and quickly opened the camera, and pointed it down at her. My finger hovered over the record button. "Are you sure?" I said, giving her a chance to back out. "Consider it a going away present, for both of us." she popped off my cock with a wet smack again to flash that devilish smile at me once more. I tapped the button, and watched the timer begin to tick up. I was filming Stephanie sucking my cock. She slurped and sucked, tongued and bobbed, putting on a show for me, for us, as she blew me. The situation was as hot as the blow job itself, and as my length slipped in and out of her warm, wet mouth, I felt that familiar feeling brew inside me. She was practically milking me, the way her hands squeezed my balls and stroked my shaft in time with her sucking, slurping mouth. "Yeah, baby, fuck, yes," I chanted, the hot boil of explosive love building inside me. Wet, wanton slurps came in time as her lips rhythmically slipped off my cock on each stroke. Her eyes never left mine. "Um Hmm, mmhmm" she moaned into my cock, her head bobbing deliciously and with purpose, summoning the pleasure out of my body. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum, baby, I'm gonna cum!" I bellowed, my body beginning to buzz. Pulling her lips off my cock she never broke eye contact, and never stopped stroking. Licking her lips, with a smile she moaned out "Do it, baby, cum for me ; I want it all over me!" I lurched to my feet, camera in one hand, cock in the other, and Stephanie leaned back on her heels, one hand still massaging my balls. It was the smile on her face as I pumped my cock in her direction that put me over the edge. I let out a deep, guttural cry, and held the camera as steady as possible as my dams burst. My balls lept around in her hand, and I showered Stephanie with my hot cum. Thick ropes led the way, painting white lines down her cheeks and lips, off her chin, down her neck and onto her chest, followed by sprays and splatters of white hot semen that glistened over her chest and jumped into her giggling, open mouth. I was drenching her in my seed and she was loving it. When my balls stopped spasming, and the spurts turned to dribbles, her hands came up to her cum covered body to survey the damage. I kept the camera rolling. I took it all in, documenting the semen splattered beauty before me, shining in the bright light of the early morning. "How do I look with your cum all over me, Timmy?" She said with a smoldering look at the lens as she dragged a thick splatter of cum off her cheek and into her mouth. "Fucking amazing." I said truthfully. She kept smiling. My cock was still hard. I placed the phone down without turning it off, as I slipped onto the floor. I leaned in without hesitation to kiss her cum-splattered face, pushed her backward onto the floor and jumped between her legs, slipping my cock inside her drenched cunt with a moan and a groan from each of us. I hoisted her hips up on to mine, and looked down at her glistening body as I fucked her hard and fast until she came on my cock one last time, and I emptied the absolute last drop of cum I had into her body with a loud grunt and shudder. I fell on top of her sticky body and we kissed again. We were going to need another shower. We both knew this was the last time certainly for now, maybe forever, and we held each other in the doorway as I made my way out. "Goodbye for now," she said, kissing me long and hard, "until we can love each other again. We smiled, we touched, I left. And with that, my experience with Stephanie, getting to know her, getting to love her, was for the time being over. I knew we would see each other again; I'm sure we would probably even see each other again in passing before she left for school; but what we were to each other, what we shared, would be the past; a lovely memory stored in the mind for comfort on the coldest nights of the unknown future. I was sad, but I didn't cry, for more than anything I was happy to have known her, to have loved her, for even this short amount of time. And hey, who knows what the future will bring? I was so caught up in the overwhelming experience of what had just happened that I didn't even notice Alexa sitting at the kitchen table when I came in. "Tim," She said, breaking my trance, bringing me back to earth, "how long have you and Stephanie been fucking?" Uh oh. Chapter 19: Tim teaches Christine some new tricks Stephanie was gone. We had shared one last amazing night together, and a couple days later she was off to college, and out of my life as an object of love or lust. At least for the time being. I was sad to see her go, but thrilled to have ever had the chance to experience her the way I did. However, as understanding and agreeable as our split was, I knew it was going to take me a while to fully move past it. The first obstacle was waiting for me when I got home the following morning. "How long have you and Stephanie been fucking?" my step sister Alexa asked as I passed her in the kitchen. She had been waiting for me. She was not happy. My brain still ablaze with hormones and racing thoughts, I wasn't totally sure how to answer that question. We had only been having full on penetrative sex for a few weeks, but we had been regularly experiencing each other physically for much longer than that. "Since I took her to my prom," I said, making the timeline as simple as possible. I think there was probably a little bit of spite built in to my exaggeration as well. My affair with Stephanie had been a dirty little secret for so long, one that Alexa laughed off as impossible, that as I stood there, my cock still sticky with her best friend's juices, her womb still full of my cum, I felt the need to make it land with a bit more of a punch. Our relationship was no joke - it was real, and it was passionate, and it was messy. "Jesus,” she said, in clear disbelief, “ why didn't she tell me?" I chortled at this question. "Are you serious? You wanna know why your best friend didn't tell you she was fucking your step brother?" It was hard to believe Alexa could be so dense. "Yeah, you're right," she said, spacing out, still in disbelief. "Listen, Alexa," I began, trying to get through to her, "Stephanie and I, we had something nice, but it's over now. She's leaving for school in a couple days, so we decided to part ways. She and I are cool, but I think you need to talk to her before she leaves." "Why would I want to talk to her about fucking my step brother?" She said with a grimace. "No, you need to talk to her about you guys. There's something going on between you two, some sort of distance, and I think you need to sort it out before you both go back to school." Alexa's face grew somber. She knew I was right. "I never asked her to go to the same school as me, you know. It was her idea." "Well what's the issue? I thought you guys were best friends?" "We were, are, but we,” her voice trailed off as she parsed out her feelings. “ I guess part of me just wants to have my own life. My own friends. My own relationships." I understood what she meant, but I also knew that Stephanie was really hurting. "Well you need to tell her this. You guys need to work it out. She loves you, Alexa, and the way you've been cutting her out is killing her. She's vulnerable right now, heading off to college a year behind, and she needs her best friend. Ok?" "Wow," Alexa said, taking in the first real, deep conversation we ever had, "who knew my dumb step brother could be so wise?" She smiled, and got up to leave. "You could have told me, you know," she said, "I wouldn't have liked it but, I think I get it now." She turned and went to leave. "Alexa?" I called after her; there was still something I needed to know. "How did you find out?" She paused, and swiped nervously at her hair. "When I got home last night, I went to drop your keys off in your room, and I heard you two. Through the floor." My cock twitched in my pants. "Unless that was some other 'Timmy' she was begging to fuck her,” She said with a sarcastic smirk. I felt my cheeks begin to redden. "Nope, that was me." She flashed me an awkward thumbs up and left the room. Yeesh, what a morning. I got a glass of water and headed off to my room to get some sleep. Lying in bed, I pulled out my phone and replayed the dirty video we recorded. My cock was quickly hard again, but I didn't feel the need to jerk off. I knew I'd be jerking it to this video plenty, probably for the rest of my life, but for right now I just wanted to relive the experience. Those blue eyes looking up at me with my cock in her mouth, the big, open smile as I showered her in my cum, and the rapturous orgasm she had as I slid inside her for the final time. Closing the phone, I dozed off, and tried to imagine what the rest of my summer was going to look like. My first week of summer work was a bit of a blur. Working at a big chain office supply store wasn't rocket science, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't distracted, still reeling from Stephanie's departure. I helped people with copies and faxes, the occasional package shipment, and put all the pens and paper on all the right shelves mindlessly as I floated through the week. My co-workers were nice enough, all taking the job about as seriously as I was. The one stand out was Gina, a sarcastic girl with purple-highlighted hair and thick eye makeup. Our general uniform was a branded short sleeve polo shirt and slacks, but Gina always had a long sleeve shirt underneath, on account of her tattoos. It was an unflattering get up, probably by design, but based on the places those dull, shapeless fabrics stretched and bulged on Gina I could tell she probably had a pretty nice body underneath it all. I may have made friends with my co-workers fairly quickly, but our shift manager was a bit of a different story. Letty was a thin girl with long, brunette hair always pulled back in a severe ponytail, large glasses, and thin lips that were always pulled into a tight purse. At 20 years old, she was all business, and clearly had no time for shenanigans. That's why when she singled me out as the day was ending I knew I had a rough summer ahead of me. "Tim, a moment please," she said as I made my way out with the other new recruits after closing early for the evening. I walked over to the customer service desk where she was tidying up. "What's up?" I asked casually. "I know that this is just a summer job to you, and probably one you don't particularly care about," she said, never looking up from the task at hand, "but first and foremost this is a business, more importantly it's a business that I am in charge of for 8 hours a day. It's up to me to make sure things run smoothly, and to do that I need people to pay attention and do what needs to be done. Can you appreciate that?" Ugh. I knew this was going to be a long summer if Letty was going to be treating this temporary job at a big box office supply store like it was working for the Pentagon. I was about to answer, when my phone buzzed. It was a text from Christine. A text I desperately wanted to read. "Tim, are you listening to me? Come on, this is exactly what I mean." Letty said, finally looking at me. "Yeah, yeah, I'm sorry," I began, trying to appreciate the moment, "I've got a lot of stuff going on, I'm doing my best, I swear." Letty reprimanded me one more time and then dismissed me. That purse on her lips was severe and told the story of her disappointment, but it was quickly gone from my mind as I heard a voice call my name from the side as I exited the building. I looked and saw Gina leaning against the brick wall, smoking a cigarette. She took a long drag from it and said "Don't let the bitch get you down; you'll get used to it in a week or so." "Thanks for the tip," I said, looking around for any other sign of a car or transport. "Do you need a ride or anything?" "Nah, I'm good, I'm waiting for someone." I was about to inquire further, but decided to just let it be. I said my good nights and headed to my car, where I plopped down into the front seat. Opening my phone, I smiled as I read Christine's text. "Could use some help. Pool today after work?" For the first time since Stephanie left, I felt a tingle in my balls, and a rush of blood to my cock. I hadn't cum, had barely even been hard, since that last night together, a sort of sexual and emotional depression setting in. I knew I needed to snap out of it though, that's what Stephanie would want, and thankfully, once again, Christine was here to help me when I needed it. "Just got off," I said with a wink emoji, "give me 30?" "Sounds perfect" she replied with a smile emoji. My cock surged. It felt good. Sitting in my car, about to head home, I caught Letty walking to her car. She stopped at her door, and pulled the elastic out of her ponytail so she could re-adjust her tightly pulled hair. For that moment though, I saw her long brown hair cascade freely, and I had to admit; she was attractive. I thought about what she might be like when she fucked, and all I could imagine was someone stiff and efficient, silent, probably missionary with the lights off, probably has never had an orgasm. My hormones were getting the better of me. I needed to get out of there. I started up the car and drove off. After showering when I got home, I put myself together and checked my email before I headed out. I was surprised and excited to see a message from "Just4theWatcherxoxo" - it was Kerri. Opening it up I read the message inside that began with "hadn't heard from you in a bit. I was worried you didn't like my last picture!" I immediately felt bad as I remembered the amazing photo she sent me not so long ago, the photo of her open mouth filled with fresh cum she had just sucked out of her boyfriend (my friend) Mike's dick. "Thought I'd send you another just to make sure you were still alive :)" I clicked the attached file and my cock went from zero to midnight. It was another faceless photo, from neck to bust, but this time she was fully clothed, her blouse unbuttoned down to just past her cleavage. The collar of the shirt was spread wide, revealing her thick, Greek globes hoisted high and tight in a nice bra, but the star of the show was the thick, white semen splattered across the tops of them. My imagination ran wild as I pictured Kerri on her knees, fully clothed, sucking Mike's cock right up until the breaking point, and then pulling her lips off with a pop and jerking his cum all over her chest. Or maybe he did the jerking. What a naughty girl. I wonder where they were. I wonder if she asked for it. I wonder if she did it just for me. Already late, I fired off a reply sure to get her going: "I'm So sorry, things have been very busy lately. Of course I liked it, I found it extremely, stimulating. Tell me, what can I ever do to make it up to you?" I was entering some real dicey waters with this girl, but honestly, I didn't even care. It was hot. She was hot. I had a week's worth of backed up cum boiling in my balls and her cum-covered tits on my computer screen, of course I wasn't thinking straight; who would? I hit send, took one last look at those glazed beauties, and headed off to meet Christine. I really hoped she needed a Lot of help tonight. It was a beautiful summer evening. The sun was just about to disappear behind the wall of the horizon, casting pinks and yellows and blues into a tie-dye sky. Yellow bulbs of stringed lights glowed a pleasant glow, traipsing along the edge of the wooden fence in Christine's back yard as a warm breeze gently rustled the thick wall of trees that protected our privacy. I sat on the steps in the shallow end of the pool and listened. The only sounds I could hear were the lapping of gentle waves against my body and short, stifled squeaks of pleasure, both the result of Christine straddling my leg and humping her clit against the meat of my thigh. I watched her, eyes closed, grimaces and smirks flashing in succession across her face, lost in the desperate chase for pleasure. Her hair blew lightly in the breeze, and hard, aroused nipples accented her modest breasts, reaching out toward me through the frustrating fabric of her bikini top. I desperately wanted to see those nipples, to take them in my mouth, but there were rules to our rendezvous, a frustrating code of conduct that ultimately just added to the strength of the hard on I currently had. A hard on that Christine held firmly in her hand. One hand on my cock, the other on the ledge for stability, she wasn't stroking me so much as gripping me tight, like someone might hold another's hand when doing something scary. Her pressure would come and go as the pleasure swirled through her, and in all truth, despite no true motion to her hands, it was a fantastic feeling. I was right there with her as her pleasure grew, my cock an anchor for her as she pitched and rolled on the seas of sex. I took in her whole body, but my eyes were transfixed on her stomach and hips. The soft muscles in her flat stomach tensed and released, her hips rocking to and fro as she ground her cunt against my leg. It was a mesmerizing sight, watching the water lap at her midsection in a slow deliberate sexual rhythm. I wished it wasn't my leg she was grinding on, but my thick cock up inside her wet cunt. I wanted her slick walls to grip me, not her hand, as she rode me toward orgasm. But there were rules. There was a code. I felt her hand squeeze my cock tighter, and a moan, louder now, escaped her lips involuntarily. She was getting close. Her breath began to get ragged and thick, her thighs starting to squeeze my leg between them as she worked herself closer and closer. The hand around my cock began to pulse, and I gasped with her. There was still no stroking, just a rhythmic squeeze and release that matched her rocking hips, and yet I felt my own orgasm building as well. I began to focus, controlling my breathing, as she asked me to try not to cum; she wanted it on her face. I tried to think of baseball, of math, whatever I could to get the image of Christine's angelic, innocent face coated in my semen out of my mind, but it wasn't working. She rocked, she moaned, she gripped, she released, and I was just along for the ride as we careened toward orgasm. Her brow furrowed, focused on crossing that final finish line, and just as her brow began to release, and a smirk began to form on her lips, the sound of a car pulling up the gravel driveway, shining its headlights through the wooden slats of the fence gate, snapped her back to reality and in an instant she had leapt off my thigh and into the deeper water of the pool. I sat there in shock, my hard cock just as confused as I was. "Quick, put your suit back on!" she whisper-yelled at me, tossing my wet shorts over to me, "It's my dad!" Not wanting to get caught busting a nut on the preacher's daughter, or into his pool for that matter, I clumsily pulled the wet shorts up over my rock hard dick, and shifted myself into a position where my arousal wouldn't be visible. "Hi honey!" I heard the voice of the church pastor say as he and his wife pushed through the gate. "Hi, daddy!" she shouted back, having hustled her way to the opposite end of the pool from where I was. "Who's that you've got over, is that Tim?" "Hi, Reverend and Mrs. McGinnis," I said back as cordially as a guy who had just been about to nut on their daughter's face could possibly be. "Have you two eaten anything?" Mrs. McGinnis said. She was the spitting image of Christine, albeit older, and had a glowing smile and a kind, welcoming, demeanor. "And please, call me Cathy; Reverend and Mrs. is too formal!" "Maybe for you, but I'll never turn down respect!" the reverend said with a chuckle, "But yes, stay for dinner, son, I was just about to fire up the grill anyway!" I smiled and accepted. We all relaxed and chatted comfortably as the reverend worked the grill, Christine and I never daring to get within 20 feet of each other lest we create suspicion of our true motives for the evening. I hadn't spent much time with Cathy outside of church, and she proved to have a very fun, entertaining energy that was infectious. We talked about summer jobs, plans for the future, and overall had a nice, pleasant evening. "Tim, will you be joining the others on the camping trip next month?" Cathy asked between bites of salad. "Honestly, I had forgotten about it until just now," I said truthfully. The summer youth camping trip happened every year, and was generally an enjoyable time of s'mores and scary stories for a few days away from our parents and the world, but this year had the potential to be very different. I felt my cock twitch at the thought of Christine and I being in such close quarters, knowing it would be almost impossible for us not to make some clandestine arrangements in the woods to fulfill our needs. "But yes, I think I'll definitely be coming," I said, glancing at Christine who caught my eyes with a sudden short chortle and choke on her drink. I tried to hide my smile and she tried to play it cool, but I could tell by the way she shifted her evening shawl over her hardening nipples that she had most definitely been thinking the same thing too. As clean up began, I watched Cathy whisper something into the Reverend's ear, smile a devilish smile, and then playfully swat his ass as she walked away. I got the sense that her looks weren't the only thing Christine inherited from her mother. I mindlessly began to wonder what it must be like to experience that hot, heavy sexual drive the McGinnis women seemed to share, free from inhibition, protected by the freeing bonds of matrimony. I wondered if Cathy shared her daughter's oral fixation. The Reverend was a lucky man. "Ok kids, don't stay up too late; it's a work day tomorrow!" the Reverend called to us as he and Cathy went in for the night. I felt my cock start to surge again at the thought of finishing what Christine and I had started. Christine didn't match my enthusiasm, unfortunately. "Ugh, this is so frustrating," she said as we sat on the edge of the pool, "I can't believe they came home when they did!" "Well, I mean, it looks like they're going in for the night, we could always; " "Absolutely not," she cut me off, laughing, "not with my parents in the house!" "Do you want to move out to my car? We could; " I began, trying to spitball ways for us both to still get off. "No, I just don't think it's going to happen tonight," she said with a disappointed tone. "But listen, tomorrow is Friday, and they're going to be out late doing evening service church stuff, so why don't you come by around seven and we can do this properly." She said with that same devilish smile I saw on her mother's face. "Yeah," I said, matching her smile, "that sounds perfect." She touched my hand, squeezing it briefly, and then let go. "What a bummer," she said, breaking the moment we shared together, "I really needed this too. I haven't gotten off since the last time we were together. I'm very pent up!" "That was a while ago," I said, doing the math in my head, "you haven't gotten off at all? Like not even by yourself?" "No, I, don't do that,” she said shyly, “ I mean I've never done it." "Never?" "Never." "Why not?" "I don't know,” she said, her gaze getting far away for a moment, "I guess I just always thought it was wrong." "More wrong than what we're doing?" I chuckled in disbelief. "Listen, I didn't say it made sense, it's just how I've always felt, ok?" She said, smacking me in the arm "Ok, ok!" I laughed, letting up, "it's just, interesting." The night wound down, and I gathered my things. Christine walked me out to the car, where she gave me a wink and a "see you tomorrow." I had wanted to kiss her, and I think she had wanted to kiss me, but we needed to keep up the charade as much as possible with her parents nearby. I made my way home and thought about what we had discussed. A plan for the following evening began to form in my mind, as an erection began to form in my pants. The following workday was an interminable slog of stacking paper, stocking pens, and answering inane questions about printer cartridges, but thoughts of future activities with Christine helped carry me through. I wasn't thinking about our time together later that night, however, I was thinking about the camping trip. Christine and I had been hooking up as a way to help each other deal with our raging, teenage hormones, to be sure, but the taboo nature of what we were doing, the secrecy of it, was a major turn on as well. Christine rationalized our trysts as a way for her to be "good" while still satisfying her urges, but she knew she was being bad, sneaking around her conservative family's backs, and I could tell she got off on it. She tried to keep up the appearance of respectability with her "neck up only" rules, but the way she went crazy for my cum, in her mouth and on her face, told me it was the naughtiness, the dirtiness, that really got her going. She was a walking furnace of fiery, horny contradictions, and I was reaping all the benefits. I thought about being out in the woods with her, sneaking off after lights out to find a quiet place where we could be alone, somewhere she could ride my thigh to orgasm surrounded by nature. I thought about staggering our return to the campfire to join the others for s'mores and ghost stories, and seeing the light of the fire highlight a glimmering streak on her neck, having missed a spot cleaning up the semen I erupted all over her face as the climax to a soul-sucking blowjob down by the docks. "Hey, are you asleep or something?" came Gina's voice from behind, snapping me out of my erotic day dream. "No, I, was just thinking about baseball," I poorly lied with a nervous smile. "I don't blame you," Gina said with a snort, "it's weird, I spend most of my time at this job thinking about my other job. Hard to keep the two straight sometimes." "Other job?" "Yeah, I work weekends downtown. In fact I'm on my way there tonight after we get out." She paused for a moment, and then came with the question "Actually, is there any way you could drop me off after we get out? It'd save me a ton of time." "Yeah, sure," I said after a moment. It wasn't exactly on my way, and I was desperate to get to Christine's as quickly as possible, but I didn't want to be a jerk. "Thanks. I owe you one" she said with a flat smile. "That is unless Letty bites your head off for napping on the job, in which case I'll probably just steal your car." One more smirk and an arched e
Stephanie says good byeBy LiminallySpaced. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Hot, wet lips raced up and down the length of my cock. Hands stroked me rhythmically and squeezed my churning balls."Yeah, baby, fuck, yes," I chanted, the hot boil of explosive love building inside me.Wet, wanton slurps came in time as her lips slipped off my cock on each stroke. Her eyes never left mine. "Um Hmm, Mmm hmm" she moaned into my rod, her head bobbing deliciously and with purpose, summoning the pleasure out of my body."Fuck, I'm gonna cum, baby, I'm gonna cum!" I bellowed, my body beginning to buzz.Pulling her lips off me she never broke eye contact, and never stopped stroking. Licking her lips, with a smile she moaned out "Do it, baby, cum for me ; I want it all over me!"Eight hours earlier I was having lunch with Tara, my cock securely in my pants, when my stomach dropped like a rock."Am I what?" I croaked out.I had come to this get-together specifically because I needed someone to talk to about the text message I received last night, and my response to it, but Tara had prepared other things on the menu, things I was not expecting."Are you having an affair with Kerri?" She said bluntly. There was no judgment in her eyes that I could see, but I think she was waiting for my reply, ready to size me up. I was bad at lying in general, and terrible at lying to Tara, but I wasn't sure I was ready to spill the details on something even I wasn't totally sure of."What would make you even ask that?" I said, trying to match her cool."I thought it was weird that you were just hanging around her house after everyone left," she began, an interrogative glint in her eye, "so after we talked I hung around too, and I watched you sneak around the back and go in through the back door.""I'm not having an affair with Kerri," I said truthfully, but also feeling my skin get hot as she had me dead to rights."Then what? Were you robbing her? I didn't see Mike leave, did you have a three way with them or something?" Tara's smooth, pale leg bounced and crossed over her knee as she chipped away at me."Ok, ok, enough," I sighed in defeat. It was no use, she was going to get it out of me eventually. I looked at Tara. She had an eyebrow cocked that combined with her bouncing leg I couldn't tell if it was impatience, or excitement. Either way I had to fess up. I took a deep breath. "I was helping Kerri with a, problem.""A problem?" Tara repeated, intrigued by my vagueness."Yes," I continued. "So the night of the graduation party, after I saw, you know, "The corner of her lip crested up briefly into a smile as she remembered how I secretly watched her and my next door neighbor Sarah have hot sex mere feet from my face.“ well when I got back to my car, I caught Mike and Kerri fucking in my back seat." I said quietly."Ooh, good for them," Tara said with a smile, leaning in to hear more."Yeah, well, Kerri caught me peeping, and at the party last night she pulled me aside to tell me that it really turned her on.""So what's the problem?" Tara said, not seeing the full picture."Well apparently Mike hasn't been getting the job done; he cums too fast. So since me watching them turned her on so much,” I paused not for effect, but a little hesitant to tell this to anyone, even Tara, “ she asked me if I'd secretly watch them have sex so she could finally get to cum."Tara took it all in for a minute."Wow, Tim, that's pretty wild," she said with a chuckle, "I wish you had just told me, I would have loved to have joined you; just like old times!" She winked at me, and my cock twitched as I thought about the voyeuristic experience we shared, watching Sarah get fucked. "So what did you do, just stand there? Or did you, you know,” she said, making a sly jerk off motion with her hand."She told me she'd be insulted if I didn't, so I stood there in the shadows behind a book case and jerked off while I watched them fuck. But I,” I caught myself before I got really into the weeds about my request of Kerri, and the photo she sent me. "Nevermind.""Well, did it work?" She said, all in on this story, "did she cum?""Oh yeah, big time," I said with a slight chuckle. Tara matched it."And, did you?" She said, dipping down into a syrupy sultry tone."No," I said, "they finished before I did, and I felt weird about just standing there jerking off in the shadows, so I bailed.""Aww," Tara said in a disappointed tone. She seemed legitimately sad to hear I didn't cum. "So what's Kerri's body like?""Fantastic. She's got that athletic thickness, and her tits, oh my god.""Really?" Tara said, eyes going wide"Yeah," I continued, "big, juicy, amazing tits." I pictured those amazing tits in my mind's eye, splattered in cum."Are you gonna do it again, or was it a one time thing?""I honestly don't know. I'm not sure I want to do it again." My first lie. I did want to do it again. I wanted to see those tits painted in cum for real."Uh huh,” Tara said skeptically. Like I said, I was terrible at lying to her. "Mike and Kerri,” she said wistfully, “ can't say I wouldn't like to see that."I chuckled nervously, not quite sure how to respond to that statement. Regaining my composure, I tried to start in on what I really wanted to talk about, but I watched Tara's gaze leave my own and follow someone's movement behind me."Speaking of tits," she said in amazement, "that girl who just came in behind us is STACKED."The drop in my stomach returned. The previous two times Tara and I had come here for lunch, my path had crossed with Rachel, the big-titted church girl who I hooked up with after her prom. I turned as slyly as I could to see the object of Tara's ogling eyes, and sure enough, sitting down for lunch with the same male friend as before was Rachel. And boy was Tara right.Beneath the low neckline of her summer sundress her large tits were held up high and proud, a tasteful amount of deep cleavage presented to the world. My cock surged momentarily as I looked at her exposed collar bone and flat of her chest, and remembered that streak of my cum that had clung to it."That's Rachel," I said, turning back toward Tara before being spotted, "the girl I went to prom with.""The church girl who was grossed out by your cum?""Yeah," I said bashfully."I see," she said mischievously, taking a sip of her drink, "so what was it you wanted to talk about, anyway?"I had wanted to talk about the text message I got last night, and what I should do about it, but I was so all over the place at this point between admitting my voyeuristic fling with Kerri, and seeing Rachel again that I just bailed."Eh, nevermind, it's not a big deal," I lied, and brushed it off. Truth was it was a big deal, but one I was going to have to handle myself. Tara sensed I wasn't being entirely truthful, but she didn't press the issue. We just went back to our food and enjoyed our time together.After paying the check, Tara went off to the bathroom, and I looked over at Rachel. Her companion had also gotten up for the moment, and she was alone. I couldn't hide this time, and our eyes met. This was silly. We had shared an awkward sexual moment, sure, but that didn't mean we couldn't ever talk to each other again!Steeling myself for the worst, I walked over to say hi. She met me with a polite smile, but I think she was as nervous about this as I was."Hey!" I opened with, trying to keep it casual, "long time no see!" We both chuckled nervously. "This was the third time I had seen you here, so..I figured it would be impolite to say hi.""Yeah, it's crazy we keep crossing paths like this. How've you been?"I had just begun to continue our small talk when I felt a hand slither across my shoulders, and another across my stomach."Tim, can we go now? You promised me some more after lunch!" Tara said as she wriggled her body close to mine. I tensed up. What was she doing?"I..uh.." I had no idea what to do, so I continued to be polite. "Rachel, this is Tara, Tara, this is Rachel."Tara reached out her hand, and Rachel reluctantly met it to shake."Pleasure to meet you," Tara said, before laying it on extra thick "Oh my god, you've got such amazing breasts!"I went beet red"Um..thanks?" Rachel said, starting to flush herself."I'm so jealous, seriously," Tara continued ridiculously, "but then again I've never had any complaints, and I guess I've still got plenty of canvas for my little artist here, don't I?"Now Tara and I had shared some intense experiences, but there was always still a distance maintained between us. A tension. When Tara pulled herself back into me, all of a sudden that distance was gone, and for the very first time, in service of a crass joke, we kissed. It was a thick, over the top, sloppy kiss at first, but then there was an electricity that passed between us. The world fell away, and there we were, Tim and Tara, tasting each others' lips for the first time.It was a good kiss.When the kiss finally broke, it took a moment for each of us to come back to earth, and then breathlessly, Tara launched back into her schtick."It was lovely to meet you, Rachel," she said, looking back at Rachel, whose chest and neck had flushed fully red at our display, "But we have to go - he promised he'd paint me again after lunch." Tara's hand snaked down to the front of my pants. "I just love it when he paints me," she said with a wink as she squeezed my cock. My hard cock. Feeling the bar in my pants, she broke character for a minute, shooting me a surprised look.Like I said, it was a good kiss.I gave an embarrassed wave to Rachel, and headed off, the level of mortification I felt matched only by the amount of arousal."You are fucking insane," I said to Tara as we left the cafe."I know, but she deserved it," Tara said with a smile. "Hey what are you up to tonight?" She said after an awkward moment of silence."I've got plans, unfortunately" I said back. It was true. I was meeting the sender of that text message, but suddenly, suddenly I felt the urge to cancel. "Why, you have some, painting, that needs to be done?" I said with a wink.Tara chuckled, a broad smile spreading across her lips. I saw the faintest flush of red surge into her cheeks."Just call me soon then, ok?" She said, punching me in the arm. She pulled me in for a hug, holding me tight. I felt her breasts push against my chest. Her nipples were hard.She waved at me, and sauntered off.Back home I headed to my computer. A surge of excitement pulsed through me as I thought about the email I had received last night from Kerri, and more so the email I had sent in return. I had pushed the envelope, and I had no idea how it would be received, so when I saw I had an email from her waiting, my stomach dropped. Would it be the next ante up in this game we were playing? Or would it be a scathing indictment of my perviness, with a firm "fuck off" as a sign off?Before I could click to find out, my attention was grabbed by another alert; a new instant message. From Rachel.The excitement returned, and I opened it."I didn't know you were an artist!" it read. I smiled."Haha I dabble." I returned."I bet!"I sent back a winking emoji, and decided to leave it at that. Feeling a renewed sense of power, and a familiar tingle in my balls, I opened Kerri's email. I smiled at what I read."The face, huh? HUmm I don't know if we're ready for that," I read, my excitement beginning to wane, until I read the second line. "But that doesn't mean we can't work up to it ;)"There was an image attached. My balls began to tingle. I opened it.It was another selfie, but cropped much closer than the one before. A hint of a red blouse framed what little of her shoulders could be seen, as the majority of the frame was taken up by a direct shot into Kerri's open mouth. Inside her mouth, draped across her tongue and displayed for the lens of her camera, and for my enjoyment, was a thick pool of white.My cock grew rock hard.
Chapter 15: Tim & Stephanie go on a date, and some hard truths are revealed.By LiminallySpaced. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. It was a Wednesday night, and I was sweating.The windows of my car were opaque with thick, wet fog from labored breaths, and my grunts mingled with high pitched squeals of pleasure as my hard cock drove in and out of Stephanie's tight, slick cunt. Stephanie was the girl who lived upstairs, my step sister's best friend, the older girl who tortured me all through puberty. Now here she was in my back seat, bent over with her ass in the air, panties pulled to the side, moaning in delight as her tight body consumed my cock over and over.Body always moving, slithering and gyrating, her moans and cries of pleasure made my dick even harder if it was possible. Tonight her moans were louder, throatier, as it was the first time I had ever fucked her from behind, and my thick cock was pressing into depths of her cunt neither of us had ever felt before.Her cunt milked me. Her moans encouraged me. The vision of this statuesque beauty folded in half, writhing in front of me as I sunk my cock into her, her ass flared out to a perfect heart shape, put me over the edge.As if she knew, her voice cut through the steam with a dusky, exhausted "Cum for me, Timmy, cum for me!" and that was all it took. My balls jerked and shuddered, my cock began to pulse wildly, and with one final, deep push my dams broke. I erupted in a guttural growl as geyser after geyser of hot cum shot up into Stephanie's body.It had been a hell of a week so far.Last saturday, after receiving the incredible strip tease and world-rocking blowjob Stephanie gifted me as a graduation present, I had asked Stephanie if she would go out on a date with me. We had been hooking up for weeks, and it was incredibly fun, but in that moment of post-nut clarity I realized there was something missing.Earlier that day I had gone to lunch with my best friend Tara. I had learned the night before (in shockingly explicit detail) that Tara was in a relationship with Sarah, the girl who lived next door to me and also happened to be my longest teenage crush. But unexpectedly, at lunch Tara admitted to me that they weren't just hooking up with each other, they were actually dating.Tara had hooked up with plenty of people, male and female, but I had never known her to be in an actual relationship. When I saw how happy she was in this new experience, how fulfilling she found it, I honestly got a little jealous.I began to think about my relationship with Stephanie. It was messy, it was confusing, it was sexual, but was there anything more there? I felt like I might be falling for her; I had to know if it was more than just sex. I had to know if she possibly felt the same.So I just blurted it out.By the way her eyebrows arched I could tell I caught her off guard; kneeling on the floor with what seemed like a pint of my cum dripping down her naked chest, my question gave Stephanie pause. She looked at me for a moment, inspecting me, silently interrogating whether or not I was joking.Without answering, Stephanie chuckled. Sighing, she got up, leaned forward, and kissed me."You're cute, Timmy," she said before padding off in search of a towel to clean up.I sat there alone, my sticky dick cooling in the night air, trying to figure out what the fuck just happened.The ride home was quiet. There was no tension, just a quiet calm. She rode with her back to the door, her feet propped up on my thigh. It used to feel like a move of dominance when she did this, but now it felt more loving. My hand rested on her leg, rubbing her bare ankles gently. It was nice."Where did you guys go last night?" I asked, trying not to betray the pang of jealousy I felt."Where did who go last night?" She answered flatly."Alexa was in a pretty clear state of disrepair this morning, I just assumed you guys went out partying after I left."There was a long silence.I looked over at Stephanie, and she had a saddened expression on her face."Stephanie?" I asked, trying to bring her back to Earth."Nah, I was home all night," she said with sigh, "I don't know where she went."Something was going on between them, but I had no idea what. Stephanie seemed surprised to learn Alexa had gone out without her.I parked in the shadows by our building and turned the car off."Thanks for tonight," I said as Stephanie sat up. She kissed me quick before exiting the car, giving my balls a soft squeeze. As she leaned toward the door I finally spoke up."Wait," I said, before she could disappear. She turned back toward me. "When can we do this again?" I asked, with a slight desperation to my tone."Like I said, Timmy," she smiled, "school's out."I skipped church the following day. With all that was going on with Stephanie I was definitely not ready to see Christine again yet. The pastor's daughter had hungrily sucked my life out through my cock not too long ago, with an implication that it wasn't just a one-time thing. I was not ready to deal with that yet.Truth was I Did want it to happen again, but between her desire to resist temptation, and my budding relationship with Stephanie, it didn't seem like a good idea for either of us. As far as I was concerned my cock belonged to Stephanie right now, and I didn't want to hurt her.Besides, I don't even know if I would have had anything left for Christine after what Stephanie had been doing to me. We had two weeks left before Stephanie left for college, and we were determined to make them count. School was out, alright, but boy was I learning a lot.Stephanie didn't have work on Sunday, but her parents had errands to run, so on the pretense of going out for a run I slipped up the back stairs to Stephanie's unit, and managed to give her two loads of cum before they got home.Monday I picked her up from work, and minutes after I arrived I was on my knees. I ate her cunt till I heard that short-short-long reverie of her orgasm, and then she rode me hard and milked out another white explosion with her freshly-pleasured cunt.Tuesday she wasn't closing up the store, so when I picked her up she asked that we "take the long way home," which translated into a slow, languid session of road head that ended with Stephanie getting a mouthful of my hot jizz that she gleefully swallowed down.Wednesday was a bit trickier. Neither of us had anything on the books, so she told her parents she was going to the mall, and I told my step mom Kelly I was going to Tara's. I picked her up at a predetermined spot, and we went out to The Spot for the hot, sweaty fuckfest described above where I took her from behind for the first time.It had so far been a week of intense carnal pleasures, but as I pulled my softening cock out of her well-fucked cunt, I just couldn't get one thing out of my mind."So, have you given any thought about what I said the other night?" I said between sweaty, ragged breaths.She unfolded from her coital position and slumped back against the back door, her tits heaving as she huffed and puffed herself."About what?" She said, clearly pretending she didn't remember."About going out on a date."After a moment of contemplation she crawled over to me, her tits swinging seductively. "Why, you wanna take me to the movies so I can suck you off in the back row of the theater?" She purred, dipping her head down and taking my slick, softening cock back into her mouth to suckle on."No, no," I laughed, pulling her off my sore, swollen manhood, "I just, I wanna spend time with you."She laughed."It's not like we just met, Timmy," she laughed, "Plus, do you know how much of your cum I've had inside me this week? I'd say we know each other pretty well!""I know, and don't get me wrong, I love this," I chuckled, the laughter quickly dissipating to something more sincere, "but, do you remember when you asked me what I wanted? Well nothing has changed. In fact I mean it even more now. I want, more.""You just want to fuck me in the ass, don't you?" She said seductively, deflecting my statement"No!" I said with an exasperated laugh, "I want You. I want to take you out on a date. A Real date."Stephanie's demeanor changed."I'm gonna be gone in less than two weeks, Tim," she said, finally matching my own sincerity, "I'm going to college, you're going to college, it doesn't make sense for this to be anything more than it already is.""I'm not asking for next week, or next month, or next year, Stephanie," I said honestly, "I'm just asking for right now. And right now what I want is to take you on a date."She smiled meekly."And if ass stuff is on the table still after that, sure, I'd love to fuck you in the ass!" I joked. She laughed heartily and slapped me on the legShe looked at me for a moment, then looked away, almost embarrassed."Oh boy, this is a bad idea," she said under her breath before looking back at me and saying "sure, Tim, you can take me on a date."My face broke into a huge grin. She tried to stifle a smile of her own but did a terrible job of it.I leaned in, and she pulled me close for a long kiss. My cock hardened as our bodies mingled. I gently slipped back inside her perfect cunt, and we gripped each other tight as we made slow, passionate love. Soon her orgasm washed over her, and as that wonderful chorus of hers began, so did my own orgasm; as those two short moans escaped her lips my balls pulled up towards my body, and with her final, long moan the spring inside me snapped, and I once again filled her body with my seed.We decided on dinner Friday night, and agreed it was a good idea to take Thursday off to recharge ourselves. I was excited. Nervous. Most importantly I needed someone to talk to about all this. So I picked up a pizza and went over to Tara's.We laughed, we caught up; it felt good. Of course our conversation veered toward the sexual, as it always did, and all of a sudden I felt the room get very hot, and my pants start to tighten, as Tara regaled me with the details of how she fucked Sarah with a strap on for the first time the other night. I had witnessed the two of them lick each other to orgasm with my own eyes, but even so, the thought of my best friend fucking my biggest crush with a thick strap on dildo brought my soldier to attention.Not to be outdone, I saw her tale of sapphic penetration and raised her the story of my graduation present. Now it was Tara's turn to squirm, her legs rubbing together, her finger getting lost in the hem of her shirt, her breath getting ever so shallow. As I told her the details of my messy finish on Stephanie's chest, I saw Tara's demeanor change. The pale, flat of her chest that was visible under the cut-wide neck of her heavy metal t-shirt began to flush, and she started to fidget, as though she was trying to shoo away some unwanted feeling."Well, what about your dare?" She said finally, after a long, thick silence.At lunch with Tara last weekend, during a game of truth or dare, she had dared me to take a video of me and Stephanie fucking and send it to her. In her mind it was evening the playing field since I had seen her and Sarah fucking the night before. My horny, hormone-adled brain seemed to agree to that logic, and amazingly I said I'd do it.I had all but forgotten about it until Tara mentioned it."I don't know, Tara," I said, trying to navigate the thick tension in the room, "I don't think it's right.""I didn't know you were such a chicken, Miller" she chuckled, a devilish smile on her face."I know what you're trying to do, Satan," I said, playfully making the sign of the cross with my index fingers, "but things are going really well with Stephanie, and I don't want to ruin it."Fair's fair, you know," she said with a mock sadness."I know," I responded, then dropped my tone into sincerity, "I just can't have any more deception between us.""Fine, fine, I understand," she said with a long sigh. "It's too bad," she continued as I took a sip of my own drink, "I bet you look great when you fuck."I choked, I sputtered, and ended up with most of my mouthful of drink on the front of my shirt.Tara burst out laughing, and after a minute to catch my breath I joined her.This girl was something else.Friday rolled around and I was nervous. Nervous and excited. Sure, Stephanie and I had spent plenty of time exploring each others' bodies at this point, but we hadn't just sat and talked like two normal people for a very long time.I was looking forward to it.I tried to make myself look presentable and adult, doing my best to hide the fact that I was just a dumb, horny 18 year old. I chose slacks and a nice shirt with a blazer, but stopped short of going full tie. I thought I looked pretty good, all things considered.While putting the finishing touches on in the bathroom, I glanced out the window toward Sarah's. The room was dark. I wondered where she was. I wondered where Tara was, and if they were there together.Suddenly her light popped on. Caught in the middle of a giggle fit, Sarah tumbled into view. Following close behind her, equally overcome with giggles, was Tara.I was transfixed as the two beauties drew close to each other, embraced, and began softly kissing between fits of laughter.I felt my balls begin to tingle, and blood rush toward my cock.The two fell onto the bed, and then Sarah pushed herself up and pulled off her loose-fitting sweater. Her hand reached back and popped the clasp on her bra.
Who should decide whether an area of land is of such great environmental importance it should be given legal protection? A bill being considered by Parliament at the moment wants the power to designate Sites of Special Scientific Interest transferred from Natural England - the Government's own advisor for the natural environment in England - to the Secretary of State for Environment Food and Rural Affairs. The Private Member's Bill has the backing of former DEFRA secretary, Thérèse Coffey, and two former DEFRA ministers, but critics say it would turn the process into a subjective, political one rather than one based on the scientific evidence. The Government has opened the Farming Recovery Fund for applications from farmers who were affected by Storm Henck, which brought damaging winds and heavy rain to South and Central parts of England and Wales back in January. And although many sows in the UK have their piglets outside - the majority of those piglets are then taken indoors after they've been weaned, to be reared. Rearing piglets outside can take longer, and it needs more land, but we visit one farm near Wolverhampton where that's exactly what they do.Presented by Caz Graham Produced for BBC Audio in Bristol by Heather Simons
Today, Mike Winger dismisses an "atheist" argument that actually originated with a bunch of religious leaders, calling it a "bottom rung" argument.Cards:Mike Winger ATTACKS His Own Questioner?!?: https://youtu.be/vUmijqYSZFEFree Will Raises More Questions Than It Answers:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GxKc3s7jwQIWinger vs Anderson - When Good Christians Oppose Bad Christians for Dangerous Reasons:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T3aPHS_6GroExtraordinary Claims Require Extraordinary Evidence (William Lane Craig response):https://youtu.be/kvRExSxpe_cProof of Not God? An Atheist Claims to Falsify God:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LszC4yJa1X0Creation Myth: "If ENCODE is right then evolution is wrong":https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7W8RrDTg0AwOriginal Video: https://tinyurl.com/2av64c89Sources:Three Famous Atheists and Their Best Arguments: http://tinyurl.com/22fapasmMaturation of the adolescent brain: https://tinyurl.com/y2fu2lqpPhilosophers on Philosophy: The PhilPapers 2020 Survey: https://tinyurl.com/ymbajjrtRisk and Resilience Factors for Mental Health among Transgender and Gender Nonconforming (TGNC) Youth: A Systematic Review: https://tinyurl.com/2cxnd7ujPrejudice, social stress, and mental health in lesbian, gay, and bisexual populations: Conceptual issues and research evidence: https://tinyurl.com/2kx5tkhnSexual differentiation of the human brain in relation to gender identity and sexual orientation: https://tinyurl.com/25gjn96qThe biological basis of human sexual orientation: is there a role for epigenetics?: https://tinyurl.com/2b5nad9yTranssexuality Among Twins: Identity Concordance, Transition, Rearing, and Orientation: https://tinyurl.com/ydc2pufvMolecular basis of Gender Dysphoria: androgen and estrogen receptor interaction: https://tinyurl.com/2945v3muAssociation Between Recalled Exposure to Gender Identity Conversion Efforts and Psychological Distress and Suicide Attempts Among Transgender Adults: https://tinyurl.com/2fxmmeclLifetime Exposure to Conversion Therapy and Psychosocial Health Among Midlife and Older Adult Men Who Have Sex With Men: https://tinyurl.com/2y2c4rm4Sexual orientation change efforts among current or former LDS church members: https://tinyurl.com/28blhmst‘Conversion Therapy' As Degrading Treatment: https://tinyurl.com/26abtng9It's Torture Not Therapy. A Global Overview of Conversion Therapy: Practices, Perpetrators, and the Role of States: https://tinyurl.com/2dpakmrjNietzsche's Ecce homo, Notebooks and Letter: 1888-1889: https://tinyurl.com/bdfnpdcdExtraordinary Claims Require Extraordinary Evidence: https://tinyurl.com/2bxflectWhen Perceiving the Supernatural Changes the Natural: Religion and Agency Detection: https://tinyurl.com/29mjfq67Creating False Memories: https://tinyurl.com/2258jvbsBiases in Visual, Auditory, and Audiovisual Perception of Space: https://tinyurl.com/24q7422rWhat is a ‘Gospel'? Recent Studies in the Gospel Genre: https://tinyurl.com/2dgnwl2tRecent and Previous Research on the Pericope Adulterae (John 7.53—8.11): https://tinyurl.com/29pm9d7jMutational Load and the Functional Fraction of the Human Genome: https://tinyurl.com/2yfk2t6vAll my various links can be found here:http://links.vicedrhino.comBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/viced-rhino-the-podcast--4623273/support.
Deer, calves and…flowers?!Today's guest, Laura Awdry grew up on a deer farm in New Zealand. She then decided to travel to the UK for a couple years before meeting her now husband and they found themselves expecting! Throwing herself into the deep end at her partner, Sam's farm she started her calf rearing business with a hundred calves in a rented shed from her father in law which in his words he ‘thought he'd have it back in a year'…16 years on Laura rears 600.Along with Sam and the kids they have now started a Duchy tenancy only moving in this year with a pretty impressive system on the go aiming at cutting costs. Laura is carrying her Nuffield out looking at sustainability and profitability of the dairy beef sector!Enjoy! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
Navigating the chaos of parenting through the teenage years can feel like steering a ship through a storm, but it's a journey we've all got to take. Our latest episode, "Teenage Wasteland," is a heartfelt voyage into the trials and tribulations of raising teens.Remembering our own rollercoaster ride through adolescence we have a candid conversations on co-parenting to shed light on the intricacies of fostering individuality in our kids, as we strive to nurture their self-exploration and avoid the pitfalls our own parents may have stumbled into. It's a raw and real look at the balance required to guide, yet give space to our growing individuals.As we wrap up, we provide a collection of lifelines—tips and insights from our discussion group—designed to help fellow parents keep their vessels afloat in these tumultuous waters. We emphasize the significance of open communication and the role of personal growth in the path of parenting. You're not alone on this voyage, and we're here to share the collective wisdom gleaned from both personal experience and our dedicated listener community. Find The Joneses on Facebook and Instagram at @SpiritualJonesesFB Discussion Group: www.facebook.com/groups/2771270119654105/Buy show merchandise www.redbubble.com/people/SpiritualJonesTheme song "Real God", written by Adam Goodale, performed by A Dam Good Ale Band. www.facebook.com/agoodalegoodbandCover art by Danny Jones, www.djonesartcollection.comFind Samantha at www.SamanthaJonesPsychicMedium.com@Beyondthebridge11 for Tiktok and FacebookSamantha's Etsy Page... https://beyondthebridge11.etsy.com/Dannys Photography Etsy... https://djonesphotography71.etsy.comDannys Art Etsy... https://djonesartcollection.etsy.comSupport the show
In the market for a new horse? Some tips on what to make sure happens before you commit + how to approach their training to avoid conflicts. If your horse Rears or Bucks - here's some advice on how to help. Learn more from Mark's unique training approach through his Online Training Videos. 7 day FREE trial. https://www.marklangley.com.au/join
Happy Saturday, all you conspiratorial players out there! We have a rare and juicy topic for you all on this episode. Both freshly propelled into the wide world of parenting, Jeremiah and Colby welcome a seasoned veteran and lovely friend of the show, Deplorable Janet, to discuss it all. The year is damn near 2024, and our crazy world continues its perpetual spiral into the unknown. This is a conversation about all the notions and implications that might come along with rearing children in the times we live in. Whether you're a parent yourself, a lone rider, or someone considering the possibility of offspring—join us for one of the most worthwhile journeys a human being can embark on! As always, thank you so much for being the Player you are; please like, subscribe, comment, or share with anyone who might wanna hear the good word. Check out the link below for Janet's exceptional and highly recommended podcast where she converses with people on all walks of life- https://linktr.ee/deplorablenation
Antisemitism is again rearing it's head The Jay Shapiro Show 07DEC2023 - PODCAST
Why might an animal care team elect to raise and care for a young animal instead of a parent? Today we discuss the ins, outs, and history of hand rearing in aquariums and zoos. A strange practice, perhaps, but not a decision made casually! www.patreon.com/aquatizoo l.semple@magicalvacationplanner.com www.magicalvacationplanner.com/staff/lori-semple
Join George Fox Talks as Jay Miller sits down with Melanie Mock to explore the intricate dynamics of parenting and connecting with young adults.In this engaging discussion, Melanie, a seasoned English professor and author of "Finding Our Way Forward: When the Children We Love Become Adults," unveils a refreshing perspective on this transitional phase.If you enjoy listening to the George Fox Talks podcast and would like to watch, too, check out our channel on YouTube! We also have a web page that features all of our podcasts, a sign-up for our weekly email update, and publications from the George Fox University community.
We welcome you to today's broadcast. Billy Lambert will be sharing insight from God's word. This broadcast is part of a nationally televised series sponsored by the churches of Christ. Please sign up for our FREE Bible correspondence course and check out our YouTube channel to see all the latest shows. Our goal is to encourage you to get to know your Bible. Have you watched Getting To Know Your Bible? Please check us out on Pray.com, Dish Network or Direct TV. Click here to find out where you can watch in your area. Our goal is to encourage you to get to know your Bible. #TelevisionMinistry #spreadthegospel Getting To Know Your Bible blogs are available on Spaces by WIX, the GTKYB social media pages, and on our website. Follow along with Billy's weekly podcasts and posts to be encouraged. Also, please check out summerdalechurch.org for information about the Summerdale Church of Christ.
Hopefully this time Democratic politicians and our media will, finally, call the GOP out on Wanniski's and Reagan's Two Santa Clauses scam and put an end to it once and for all.Congressman Earl Blumenauer - Marijuana, pollinators, homelessness and housing. Also Mike Rothschild author of "Jewish Space Lasers" & how we got here...?See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.
Today Melinda is answering a listener's question: 'What words of wisdom and advice can you give to parents who are rearing an LGBTQ identified child in their home?' In this episode you will discover five key things that will equip you on this journey. We would love to answer your question or speak on a topic that you are wanting to know more about. Email Melinda: melinda@melindapatrick.org Recommended Reading: Boundaries by Dr. Henry Cloud and John Townsend Women In The Word by Jen Wilkin The Gay Gospel? How Pro-Gay Advocates Misread the Bible by Joe Dallas Past episodes that relate to this episode: Eps 24 with Cameron Diamond: Steps You Can Take As A Parent To Disciple And Be A Source Of Healing For Your Child In The Midst of an LGBTQ AGenda Eps 17 CHRISTIANS IN A CANCEL CULTURE: HOW TO WALK IN THE TENSION OF GRACE & TRUTH WHEN HOMOSEXUALITY HITS HOME WITH JOE DALLAS Eps 11 – HOW TO LIVE A LIFE THAT POINTS OTHERS TO JESUS with Charity Ellis Eps 33 with ANDREW RODRIGUEZ – WE ARE TALKING BOUNDARIES, DEFINING COMPASSION AND UNPACKING WHY IT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO SHOW COMPASSION IF WE AREN'T ALSO SHARING TRUTH Eps 34 -Luis Ruiz PART ONE – WHAT CAN HAPPEN WHEN PARENTS CHANGE THE GAME AND JOIN JESUS CHRIST IN HIS PURSUIT OF THEIR LGBTQ_IDENTIFIED CHILD Eps 3 Ashley Little – HOW TO COME ALONGSIDE YOUR LGBTQ LOVED ONE TO BRING HEALING & FREEDOM
A new MP3 sermon from Heritage Reformed Congregation is now available on SermonAudio with the following details: Title: Rearing Children by Faith Speaker: Dr. Joel Beeke Broadcaster: Heritage Reformed Congregation Event: Sunday - AM Date: 8/20/2023 Bible: Hebrews 11:23 Length: 42 min.
Holly, not from a farming background as a youngster had a fascination with fossils and saw a future in the sector however younger teenage years saw her direction change and the goal was set as being a vet. She chased the dream and caught it after years of weekend, holiday and uni dedication she was qualified. Holly worked at a few practises and loved the role, almost too much really taking the job home with her, a nice evening read for Holly would be a nice disease case to research. Focussing both on large animal and small she got a comprehensive coverage of business acumen and various species. During her time as a vet one farmer in particular, Adam asked her on a date, a boundary Holly questioned breaking at first, fast forward to today and they have 2 kids and run an organic 700 cow Friesian x Jersey herd where Holly is in charge of heifer replacements from calves. She now posts on instagram to promote the sector and show what happens on the ground on farm as Cups.On.Cows! Enjoy!
Bumble bees nest in the darndest places - like bird houses and water meters. In this episode we learn about how to relocate bumble bee colonies. We also figure out how to get bumble bee nests where you want them, by rearing colonies from queens that emerge in the spring.
Today we welcome someone who I have followed probably since before the podcast started Sophie Bell from county Cavan has played a key role in taking the home farm from a conventional suckler system that proved clunky around the full time jobs she and her family have to a contract rearing unit. Starting with dairy beef they gave transitioned into contract rearing heifers! On top of this Sophie has a devout following on Instagram and personally I absolutely love her TikTok's
On a recent extended visit to a zoo, one topic that arose among some of the keeper staff concerned the individual animal well-being pros and cons of hand-rearing predator species versus managing them as parent-raised animals. Historically, many zoos have preferred to let young predatory species, especially elusive felines, be reared entirely by the parent, with minimal contact with human caregivers. As part of long term conservation goals that included the possibility of reintroducing zoo born animals to their original ranges, this husbandry management practice made sense in order to avoid habituation to human beings and activities during critical learning periods. However, even in wealthier nations with ample resources and oversight, the reintroduction, or merely the preservation of existing predator populations like wolves, in the wild has been plagued with setbacks, modest results, and public resistance. As society sorts out global land-use policies and struggles to find better ways to reduce human-animal conflicts, should our zoological animal management strategies be adapted, at least for the foreseeable future, to reflect this reality? In our noble quest to achieve a conservation dream of future species reintroductions, are we sacrificing individual animal welfare today by not doing everything we can to prepare these newborns for a more likely lifetime in managed human care? Our guest, long time zoo curator Suzi Rapp believes the answer to questions like these requires us to gather more scientific data in order balance the conservation needs of the species with the welfare needs of the individual. Animal Care Software
In the month of June there is always attacks on the God given institure of family. Admittedly this June seems to have slacked some. However, the decrease we have seen in volume it seems has been made up for in nefariousness. Make no mistake, the powers that be are after our children. In this episode of our podcast I'll look at what our responsiblity is to our young ones. To support our podcasts: If you want to support the show with a one time donation, go to www.buymeacoffee.com/christianitynow If you want to support the show monthly, www.patreon.com/christianitynow
Creating Brood Rearing habitat in ways other than dormant season fires and disking!
On this episode we discuss the management strategies to create the most limited resource available for wild turkeys in 2023. This critical collection of herbaceous plants and bare ground, are in limited supply and must be created intentionally if you want wild turkeys in the future. Kyle and Matt discuss the different ways you can create this cover from transforming fields or timber. If you're actively trying to promote turkeys, this is a must listen. Brood rearing cover will the impact that improves turkey reproduction. We see it time and time again, the farms that have good Turkey populations, have adequate brood rearing cover available. Time to transition old fields, food plot edges, crop fields, and thinned timber into brooding cover by offering herbaceous broadleaf plants and bare ground. If you learned more about turkeys from listening, please share!
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