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“Whoever runs your schedule is the most important person in your world as Leader. You need time to think, time to study and time to get the things done you came to leadership to do. Lose control of the schedule and you will fail.” That is a quote from former UK Prime Minister Tony Blair. And it strikes at the heart of mastering time management. Today's episode explores why your calendar is your most important productivity tool.  You can subscribe to this podcast on:  Podbean | Apple Podcasts | Stitcher | Spotify | TUNEIN   Links: Email Me | Twitter | Facebook | Website | Linkedin The 2025 Summer Sale  Get Your Copy Of Your Time, Your Way: Time Well Managed, Life Well Lived The Time Sector System 5th Year Anniversary The Working With… Weekly Newsletter Carl Pullein Learning Centre Carl's YouTube Channel Carl Pullein Coaching Programmes Subscribe to my Substack  The Working With… Podcast Previous episodes page Script | 373 Hello, and welcome to episode 373 of the Your Time, Your Way Podcast. A podcast to answer all your questions about productivity, time management, self-development, and goal planning. My name is Carl Pullein, and I am your host of this show. Whoever controls your calendar controls you. They can (and often will) destroy your plans for the day, prevent you from doing your most important work and be the reason you fail in your career goals.  If you are a leader, you will likely have plans for your team. In order to implement those plans and move them to completion, you will need time. It's up to you to find that time.  Top leaders understand this. They are very strict with their calendars. Nobody but themselves has control of it. And, probably the most important factor of all, they have the confidence to cancel appointments if those appointments do not align with their weekly or daily strategic plan.  And yes, it's a confidence thing. Nobody, not even your boss, really has control over your time. You always have the option to negotiate an appointment or say no.  In this week's episode, I will share some ideas you can use to get control of your calendar and have the confidence to negotiate appointments and/or say no. So, let me hand you over to the Mystery Podcast Voice for this week's question.  This week's question comes from Karen. Karen asks, Hi Carl, I lead a team of sixteen people and am struggling to get my work done because my boss and team are always demanding meetings with me. Do you have any tips on protecting time for important work when you don't have control of your calendar? Hi Karen, thank you for your question.  This can appear to be a difficult change to make. Particularly if your team and bosses have become conditioned to you being available whenever they need you.  One of most powerful lessons I learned in my early career was from the so—called “my office door is always open” concept. For those of you not familiar with this concept, it began in the late 80s or early 90s (possibly earlier). This was where bosses used to tell their employees my office door is always open. You can come and talk to me at anytime.  Nice concept. It gave the impression that your boss was approachable. Yet in reality, it was not really a practical way to operate.  It meant that bosses were constantly being interrupted—well, those that we not scary, anyway, The two most productive bosses I had in my early career did follow this policy, yet with one addition. That was to tell us that when their door was closed they were not to be disturbed.  One of those bosses, would close his door every day around 2 pm. He would then use that time to get his most important work done. David, had a secretary, who would hold his calls too. If you needed David between two and four, you had to go through his secretary, Michaela and Michaela protected David's time ruthlessly.  Yet, for the other times in the day, David was available. He'd walk around the office from time to time asking if we were okay. He made himself available.  What happened, was if we needed David for anything, we knew we had to catch him before 2 pm or wait until after 4 pm.  I don't recall anyone complaining. The Managing Partner of the firm respected it. And so did David's clients—he was a partner in the law firm I worked at.  The key to this working was David's consistency. His team, bosses and clients all knew that David would not be available between two and four.  Since then, every productive person I have met, has operated something very similar. They have periods of time in the day where they are not accessible. In that time they are doing their most important work. That period of time is generally at the same time each day.  I remember, once being on a training course and the instructor, told us she would be available at any time after 11:00 am if we had any questions.  That's it. A simple sentence. “Available at anytime after 11:00 am”. I don't recall any one of us on that training course ever trying to contact her before 11:00 am.  Now, it might not be possible for you to cut yourself off from the outside world at the same time each day—although we all do this when we are sleeping and the world doesn't end, does it?  A lot of this depends on the job you do. I've mentioned before in this podcast the best salesperson I've ever worked with, Claire.  Claire would never be available between 9:00 and 10:30 am. It was during this time she was on the phones prospecting and following up customers. That one strategy was the difference between her and every other salesperson in that company. She outsold her nearest colleague two to one most months.  We worked a nine hour day in that sales job, and Claire was unavailable for just ninety minutes. She was in charge of her diary. That still left her with seven-and-a-half hours where she was available.  So, Karen, the place to begin is to ask yourself how much time do you need each day to stay on top of your work?  Given that a managerial role is largely about communicating with a team and bosses, you will likely need to be available most of your working day. Yet, you will still have some individual work to do. So, how much time do you need to complete that work each week?  You will only be able to work with averages. You will not be able to be specific about how much time you need each week. You're human. Sometimes we are on fire and can plough through a lot of work. Other days, we're tired and anything we do is sluggish and slow.  By working with averages, you're still getting work done and when you are on fire you can catch up.  For instance, on average, I need around 14 hours a week to create my content. This means each day I protect two hours for content creation where nobody can interrupt me. I then have an extra hour or so in the afternoons I keep flexible for finishing off any work.  I allow no more than twenty one hours of meetings each week. 90% of the time that is more than enough for the meetings and coaching sessions I have each week.  I know if I allow more than 21 hours, the additional admin cost and lost time for critical work will mean I have to work late nights and Saturday just to catch up. Not something I am prepared to do.  Earlier, I alluded to “negotiating” appointments.  Imagine you're in the market to buy a Rolls Royce car. (I said imagine). If you call the Rolls Royce dealership, you're going to have to negotiate a day and time. The “sales process” for buying a Rolls Royce is not your typical process. It's an experience.  You're not just buying a typical car. These days, you're buying a unique bespoke car. The salesperson you talk with will need time to go through all the panelling options, Exterior colours and interior seat fabrics, and even the type of material you want your dashboard made from.  The person you speak with when making your appointment, will negotiate a time to visit the showroom. That's part of the experience.  Now if you were in the market to buy a Ford, Toyota, Hyundai or VW, and call to make an appointment, you can name your day and time. The salespeople will very likely accept your first day and time.  Now which experience would leave you feeling special?  If you think about your readiness to accept any appointment at any time, what does that say about you?  Negotiating your appointments elevates your status in the mind of the person wishing to make an appointment with you. The harder it is to get an appointment with you, the more likely you will have a favourable outcome. It's the “you must be important if it's difficult to make an appointment with you”. Try getting an appointment with Tim Cook, Sundar Pichai or Satya Nadala. It's not that they don't do appointments, it's just they restrict the number of meetings they are available for each day and the meetings they do attend must count.  So, if you protect 9:30 to 11:00 am each morning, if someone wants to have a meeting with you during that time, you would say could we meet at 11:30 am instead? 9 times out of 10 your suggested time will be accepted. If not, the person wanting to meet you will likely suggest an alternative time.  If you cannot find a suitable time, then you will have to use your protected time. But with this strategy, it will be very rare that you need to do that.  I promise you, if you do this a few times, your confidence will rapidly improve and you will find that your focus time blocks will be protected.  The challenge we all face today is we feel we must be available at all times for whoever wants to communicate with us. If it's not Teams or Zooms calls, it's instant messages and email. The trick is to become less available.  Be like the Rolls Royce salesperson. Make getting an appointment with you part of the experience. If it's a little harder to get an appointment with you, the person you're meeting is going to be much more open to finding a solution with you there and then, instead of scheduling another meeting with you to “sort the details out”.  Ask yourself, what the worst that could happen if you “negotiate” with the person wanting to meet with you? The worst is they refuse your suggested time and insist you meet them at their preferred time. At that point you can accept.  Yet, I can promise you, the majority of people you negotiate times with will accept your time. The time they chose was completely random anyway. No matter who they are, your boss, your most important customer or whatever, they will thank you for taking the initiative and suggesting a time.  I will end with a recent example of this. I am in the process of changing my car as the lease on my current one is expiring in September. We called the dealership to arrange a test drive in a car I was interested in, and the sales manager informed us that this week they were fully booked up, but they had an opening on Thursday or Friday afternoon next week.  I was both impressed and relieved. Impressed because he did not jump at the chance and suggest we come down that afternoon or tomorrow. I had a sense of scarcity. Relieved because he took the decision for making the appointment out of our hands.  We arranged 1pm the following Thursday and when we arrived, the car was on the forecourt ready and waiting for us. A very impressive experience.  So, there you go, Karen. Don't be afraid to negotiate your appointments and meetings. Build confidence in negotiating interruptions from your team and protect sufficient time for getting your core work done.  Thank you for your question and and thank you to you too. It just remains for me to wish you all a very very productive week.   

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The 49ers' offseason shifted dramatically this past week, from drafting for the future to taking care of one of the present cornerstones of the organization, tight end George Kittle. On this episode of "49ers Talk," host Jennifer Lee Chan sits down with Kittle to discuss the relief he's feeling about getting this contract done ahead of important offseason training as well as any advice he could give to fellow captain quarterback Brock Purdy as he navigates his first big contact extension himself. Later, Matt Maiocco and Jennifer discuss the importance of getting Kittle's contract done ahead of San Francisco's offseason program and how that might impact Purdy's negotiations moving forward.--(2:00) The addition of DJ Humphries at OT pretty much answers the question of who the 49ers swing tackle would be(6:00) Ross Dwelley rejoins 49ers – joins full TE room of Luke Farrell, George Kittle, Mason Pline, Jake Tonges and Brayden Willis(9:00) NFL analyst Greg Cosell believes seventh-round draft pick Kurtis Rourke is another late QB gem for San Francisco(14:00) The structure of Kittle's deal – shows a willingness to get the deal done, wanted to avoid stress of 2020 deal(21:00) How is Kittle providing any guidance to Purdy as he navigates his own contract situation?

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Linda Murphy discusses the controversial statewide longitudinal data system bill in Oklahoma, highlighting its origins in the Obama administration's stimulus money and its connection to the Common Core State Standards. She explains how the system, initially designed for aggregate reporting, was transformed to collect student-level data, raising privacy concerns. Murphy also touches on the influence of the Hope Foundation and the Oklahoma Prevention Needs Analysis survey, emphasizing the need for transparency regarding funding and the potential misuse of data. Linda Murphy discusses the Oklahoma Prevention Needs Assessment, a survey given to sixth graders that includes questions about gender identity and sexual orientation. She highlights the controversial nature of these questions and the potential for long-term data collection on students' attitudes, values, and beliefs. Murphy also mentions a federal labor report from the Clinton administration that included a student data profile with subjective evaluations, such as honesty ratings, and warns about the dangers of subjective judgments in data collection and potential misuse of this information. Linda Murphy discusses the approval of an AI platform from Carnegie and concerns about data collection in education. She highlights the need to dismantle the federal data system and emphasizes the importance of aligning data collection with state law and values. Murphy also mentions the role of Megan Offedil, hired to run the Office of Education Quality and Accountability, and her vision for transforming it into a P20 data hub. A Senate bill, amended before voting, prohibits the state's new data system from serving the same purpose as the state student identification system or directly reporting data to federal agencies. The bill also prohibits the collection of personal data, including religion, political affiliation, health insurance status, and medical information. The goal is to prevent top-down control of student programs and curriculum, emphasizing local school board and parent involvement. Linda Murphy discusses transparency and regulations regarding student privacy data, highlighting the 2013 student privacy data bill. She offers to send additional documents and encourages listeners to like, share, and subscribe. _______________________________________________________________   Visit my Patreon Page to access all the links mentioned in the show. Click the link below:   https://www.patreon.com/posts/docs-from-with-127298484?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink&utm_campaign=postshare_creator&utm_content=join_link  

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Rory has finally won his elusive green jacket at Augusta in his 17th Masters Tournament. Relieved, justified, Irish…all the feelings. Bryson implodes, Rose comes up short, and Phil misses the cut. In other news, Lee Corso has announced his retirement from College Gameday. End of an era but, the time is right. Hopefully someone can talk Saban into wearing the pick ‘em headgear moving forward. Lastly, it's time for the NBA and NHL Playoffs. Massey and Trainor draft their favorite teams across both sports. Two men enter, one man will win…something. Should the Saints go ahead and retire Shadeur's number? Can Paige take the Wings to the playoffs in year one?? Did Aaron Rodgers fly cross country on his own dime??? And has Nico become the most infamous name in sports???? Download and subscribe, rate and review. Tune in Fridays at 2 PM Mountain Time, only on 89.1 KHOL

On April 11, 1951, at 1:00AM ET, President Harry S. Truman announced General Douglas MacArthur was relieved of command. Millions of people heard the news on the radio before MacArthur himself heard. How did he find out? MacArthur Memorial historians Jim Zobel and Amanda Williams discuss this and his reaction to the news.A bonus Q&A of listener questions was also added to the end of this episode.Have a comment about this episode? Send us a text message! (Note: we can only read the texts, we can't reply) Follow us on:Twitter: @MacArthur1880; @AEWilliamsClarkFacebook: @MacArthurMemorialwww.macarthurmemorial.org

Ed, Rob, and Jeremy took some time from Wednesday's BBMS to discuss the reported offer that the Orioles made to now Diamondbacks pitcher Corbin Burnes. Many believed the O's lowballed Burnes, leading him to leave Baltimore. Now after seeing the rumor of a 4 year, 180 million dollar deal, are you happy to see the Birds tried their best to keep him?

A teacher caught peeing in a can during class, allegedly exposing himself to students! #TeacherTrouble has us reeling—how did this even happen? Surprisingly a lot of listeners are running to his defense, so Jeremy decided to play a game of Pee or Not To Pee. #ClassroomChaos meets #TeacherAccountability in this wild tale—

In this episode of the Holyrood Sources podcast, the hosts assess the latest developments in Scottish politics, focusing on Nicola Sturgeon's recent legal relief amidst ongoing investigations into SNP finances. They discuss the public's reaction to Sturgeon's situation, her legacy, and the trust issues facing the SNP. The conversation also touches on Anas Sarwar's surprising new stance on energy policy, Douglas Ross's departure from Holyrood, and the dynamics within the Tory party regarding net zero policies. We also consider the future of the Grangemouth complex in Scotland, particularly in light of its potential closure and the impact on jobs. The conversation highlights the Acorn carbon capture and storage project as a critical component for decarbonising Scotland's industrial sector. The guests discuss the political support for the project, the maturity of carbon capture technology, and the significant economic and job creation potential associated with the Acorn project. We're joined by Nic Braley who leads the Acorn project. Become a member at https://plus.acast.com/s/holyroodsources. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Alan Awakens the sexuality of the girls.By Cheat105. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.Before things could progress any further, I got up and helped Molly up off the floor. As a courtesy I was careful not steal any glimpses of her naked body and turned my back again so she could finish drying off, trust me I know how difficult that was. When she finished drying off she didn't put her fresh clothes on, she just wrapped the towel around herself again. She then turned me around and kissed me on the lips again. When she broke our kiss I looked her in the eyes and saw that the fire was still there."What do ya say we go to your room?" she asked in a seductive tone.After all that talk about not making the same mistakes, here I was. My resolve had been completely crushed, all my trepidation about being with another girl after what happened last time had been thrown into the wind. Lust was the only emotion in my body. I nodded in the affirmative then we grabbed her things and I helped her down the hall to my room. Once we got to my room and the door shut behind us we dropped her things on the floor and began kissing once again. We then broke our kiss and stepped back from one another, almost in the same motion Molly dropped her towel to the floor, revealing her naked body to me. My jaw almost dropped at the sight. Her B-cup breasts weren't very big but they were perky, they were a bit paler in tone than the rest of her tanned body and were capped with a pair of pink nipples and areolas. My eyes scanned down her body, she had a thin patch of pubic hair just above her perfect tight looking cunt. Everything about her seemed so flawless and I wanted her. There was no denying it anymore, I had to have her."Alright, now take off those shorts, I wanna get a look at that thing that was poking my thigh." Molly said as I continued scanning her perfect body.Without saying anything, I responded by first taking off my shirt, revealing to her for the first time my modestly muscled torso. I watched her eyes scan over my upper body, I could tell she was pleased. I then hooked my thumbs under the waistband of my shorts and pulled down my shorts and boxers in one motion. My sizable rock hard cock sprang forth from its bindings and stood straight out. Molly's eyes widened at first, then she began to bite her lip, as she stared at my engorged member."Oh my gosh, that's big." she said.I smiled at her compliment. If there is one thing I was truly blessed with it was being well endowed, about 9 inches when fully erect. Molly and I simultaneously moved towards one another and our lips met for another kiss. This time she parted her lips to allow my prying tongue access to explore her mouth, I did the same and soon our tongues were wrestling in each others mouths. As we tongue kissed, I began caressing Molly's taut sexy body, I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed her firm muscular ass cheeks. She moaned into my mouth when I brought one hand up to her breasts and began groping them, feeling her nipples harden even more. By the time we broke apart both of us were breathing heavily and had begun sweating."Skip the foreplay, I need you inside me now." she said in a low almost pleading voice.Molly then sat down on my bed and laid back with her legs spread. She squeezed her small perky tits, looking up at me with a pleading look on her face. She wanted this just as bad as I did. I positioned myself at the end of the bed between her spread legs, and began rubbing my cock along the outer lips of her soaking wet slit, I was about to enter her for the first time when I stopped in my tracks because I had a sudden realization.'Shit, I don't have a rubber." I said, panic beginning to set in."It's fine, I'm on the pill. Just please, fuck me already." she said in that same pleading voice from a moment ago.Relieved by her response I lined my cock up with her dripping wet snatch and began slowly pushing forward without any further delay. Molly let out a quiet but prolonged yelp as her cunt lips stretched to accommodate my girth. She was really tight, but I could tell she was no virgin. After a steady push finally I had bottomed out in her, I stopped for a moment to give Molly's strained cunt a chance to get used to my buried member."Oh my god, I almost didn't think you were gonna fit" Molly said, clearly out of breath."Yeah? Well when there's a will, there's a way." I said, looking down at her with a grin."I'd say so. Now come on, what's the hold up? You gonna fuck me or what?" Molly said, biting her lip.I was taken aback by her pleading candor. I know she wanted this at least as much as I did, but it was almost as if she was desperate for a good fuck. Though, I suppose her being in a school with only girls for the past several years she probably didn't get many opportunities for sex, so she certainly would be more than a little pent up."Oh, I can do that." I said reassuringly.I then slowly drew my hips back, Molly moaned as my cock inched out of her tight wet cunt. Just when I had pulled all but a couple of inches out of her, I quickly rammed my full length back into her snatch, she let out a vocal yelp in response. I did this several more times and Molly, realizing she was getting a little loud, put my pillow over her mouth to muffle her moans.Getting bored with the slow pace, I began to speed up. Molly continued to moan into the pillow."Mm hmm, fuck yeah, please; faster. Please go faster, and harder" Molly breathlessly pleaded.I then increased my pace tenfold, I began thrusting my hard cock in and out of her dripping wet cunt as fast and hard as I could. She let out a muffled cry of ecstasy into the pillow as the sounds of our colliding flesh rang through the room. She wrapped her legs around my back, her feet interlocking over my ass as I vigorously thrusted into her, I let out a grunt and a sigh with each push. Even though her breasts weren't very big, those perky little things were certainly jiggling violently with every movement.As I rammed into her with a powerful push, her interlocked legs pulled me deeper into her and her surprisingly strong leg muscles kept me from pulling out."Oh fuck! I'm cumming!" she managed to utter.With that her whole body tensed up and her cunt clamped down on my shaft. Then her muscles began to twitch and relax as I felt her cum wash over my buried cock. The added sensations caused my own orgasm to come racing through me. With one last groan I tensed up and began shooting rope after rope of hot jizz deep inside Molly's pulsating cunt.My climax left me drained and I went limp and collapsed onto the bed next to Molly. Both of us were breathing heavily and sweating profusely."Holy shit, that was good. I needed that more than you know." Molly said as she got up off the bed and began putting on the clean change of clothes she'd brought with her to the shower."I should be getting back to my room now." she said, as she finished getting dressed and started gathering her things."How's your ankle? You gonna be alright getting back alone?" I said, remembering her injured ankle."Oh that quit hurting a while ago, don't worry. It's amazing what a good fuck does for pain." she said with a giggle.I let out a laugh as well. Molly then grabbed the rest of her things from off the floor and made her way to my door."We should definitely do this again sometime." she said with a wink before leaving.As my door shut behind her, I laid there naked in my bed thinking about the last thing she'd said. We're gonna do this again, could my life get any better? I silently asked myself. I fell asleep like that, full of anticipation. Of course unbeknownst to me at the time, my life was going to get better, a lot better.The next morning I awoke to my alarm going off, I had my first class within the hour. As I got ready, all I could think about was what happened the night before with Molly. We had sex, and I felt great, after feeling so depressed about the past for so long, it was just what I needed. Sure, I was a little sad that when my resolve was truly put to the test, I ended up failing. And her last words before leaving my room, saying we should do it again sometime. I couldn't wait to see her again, and I couldn't wait to see where things would go from here.Sadly as the day went by I wouldn't get to see Molly very much. We were both just too busy with school work, the teachers that day had decided to go all out with the class work and homework, not only that but we had tests the next day, so everyone would be spending most of their free time studying. They weren't even having volleyball practice that day, so I wouldn't even get to see Molly then. After my last class, I walked back to the dorms alone, more than a little disappointed that I wouldn't getting a repeat of the previous night's activities. But I had my hopes up for the weekend."Hey Alan!" I heard a familiar excited voice behind me as I trudged along.I turned around, to see that the voice had belonged to Amanda, who was walking behind me at a much quicker pace, as though she was trying to catch up to me."Oh hey Amanda. Just on my way to my room." I stopped walking to turn and greet her."Well forget about that, walk with me for a sec. I wanna talk to you about something." she said.I was about to protest that I had to study and do homework, but she had grabbed my arm and began leading me in the opposite direction I was going. I was curious as to what she wanted to talk to me about, so I just went along with her."So, where are we going? And what did you wanna talk to me about?" I asked, as I walked alongside her."Don't worry about it, I'll explain everything when we get there." she replied.Where ever "there" is, I thought. That question would soon be answered for me when we arrived at the gym where they usually hold volleyball practice, the fact that she had led to a locked gym had certainly confused me. Then to my surprise, Amanda pulled out a key and unlocked the door to the gym. Which I guessed that as team captain she was given a key. We entered the gym, it was dark and completely empty. Now my curiosity had reached a tipping point wondering why Amanda had brought me to the empty gym. She continued leading me across the dark gym floor, until finally we came to a stop."Okay so," I couldn't even finish getting the words out before Amanda suddenly pulled me towards her and pressed her soft lips against mine for a quick kiss.She broke the kiss and took a step back. I was dumbfounded, where the hell did that come from? I wondered. And more, what are her intentions? I couldn't even get a read on her facial expressions due to the lack of light in the gym."Okay, what was that for?" I asked incredulously."Oh, well, Molly told me all about what you guys did last night, " Amanda replied matter of factly.Damn, I thought, Molly told her? I didn't peg her as the type to kiss and tell, though I guess I shouldn't be too surprised that she would tell one of her best friends about something like that."And, well, I want in on it" she continued.Wait a minute, did I hear that last part right? I was so lost in thought I barely heard her."What" I asked in disbelief."You heard me, I want you to fuck me." she replied.I just stood frozen in disbelief. My eyes had finally adjusted to the dark, so I could now make out the look on her face, she was dead serious."Look, I haven't had sex since the last time I went home, which was during summer break to be exact, either way that was months ago. I need this, I need you. And don't worry, I've already talked to Molly about it, she's totally cool with it. So I figured since I have the gym key, we could do it in the locker room and that way the noise won't be a problem. And since Coach Jones went home for the night, she won't be a problem either." Amanda explained.Wow, she put a lot of thought into this. I didn't know what to say. My hormones and instincts were telling me to just go for it, but my mind kept telling me that this could only lead to trouble. I could tell she was waiting for my response, but honestly I didn't have one. I just stood there stuck in my own head."Well, what do you " she couldn't get the words because then it was my turn to interrupt her.As she tried to speak, I finally just gave in to my own instincts. I grabbed her, pulled her towards me and pressed my lips against hers for a long passionate kiss. She promptly got into the kiss as well and soon both our mouths were opened and our tongues intertwined."I guess I got my answer." she said with a lust filled look after breaking our tongue kiss.She then grabbed my hand and led me into the locker room, flipping the light switch on the wall to turn on the lights as the door shut behind us. We then began passionately kissing again as we stood there in the middle of the locker room. As we locked in that kiss we began hastily removing each other's school uniforms. First, our blazers fell to the floor, then we began unbuttoning each other's shirts. I eagerly opened her shirt to reveal her ample d-cup breasts encased in a black lacy bra. My cock jumped at the sight, not that it needed any more encouragement, after all I had been rock hard since the kissing started.We broke our kiss and Amanda had opened my shirt as well and was running her fingers across my modest abs. I brought my own hand up and began copping a feel on her big juicy tits over her bra. She let out a little moan when I lightly squeezed her breast. I then went back to removing her clothes, I started by removing her shirt the rest of the way and let it fall to the floor. Amanda meanwhile now just in her bra, skirt, long knee socks and shoes had already started undoing my belt and moved on to unbuttoning and unzipping my pants when she finished with the belt. But I had to stop her before she could pull my pants down, as I still needed to remove my shoes to make that possible. I sat down on the bench in front of the lockers and began taking off my shoes and socks, Amanda did the same. As soon as we stood up Amanda wasted no time in pulling my pants down, I stepped out of them and removed my own shirt the rest of the way tossing it aside. I now stood before Amanda in just my bulging boxers. In response I pulled down her skirt to reveal a sexy pair of panties that matched her bra pulled tightly over her voluptuous ass. Now we were both in just our underwear, staring at one another.I then grabbed Amanda in my arms and began kissing her once again. After breaking the kiss I then reached my arms around her back and unclasped her bra, she let it fall to the ground, freeing her tits at last. I immediately saw that her bra didn't do their size justice, her massive tits hung freely on her chest, jiggling with every slight movement, but they didn't sag. They were symmetrical and well proportioned. All in all, they were a great looking pair of breasts.I then reached out and put both hands on her tits, firmly squeezing the giat mounds of flesh. She moaned as I softly pinched her erect nipples, which stuck out about half an inch off her breasts. I then began running my hands down her stomach until I reached the waistband of her panties. I hooked my fingers into the elastic waistband and slowly pulled them down her thighs, exposing her bald cunt inch by inch.Amanda stepped out of her panties once they got past her knees. Then she reached out and began pulling down my boxers, my fully erect cock springing forth as she slid my boxers down."Mm, wow; it's just as big as Molly said it was." she almost gasped upon seeing my cock.I smiled, satisfied that my cock had left such an impression. I then grabbed her and began deeply tongue kissing her."Fuck, I need you in me; now!" she said after breaking our kiss.She was just as overcome with lust as me. I grabbed her and she yelped as I wrapped my hand in her blonde hair and pushed her against the wall. I began deeply passionately kissing her as I caressed her tits with my free hand. I guided my cock to her cunt and rubbed it along her soaking wet lips, coating my shaft in her juices. She let out a moan as I spread her cunt lips with the tip of my cock."Ah fuck!" she squealed and broke our kiss as I drove my full length into her hot wet cunt with one powerful thrust.She wasn't nearly as tight as Molly, but she wasn't loose either. With her back pinned against the wall, I began thrusting in and out of her snatch with reckless abandon. Her tits bounced with each push and she screamed with pleasure as I repeatedly drove into her."Mm; fuck! I needed this! Here take me from behind, make me your bitch!" she exclaimed, staring me in the eyes.I took my cock out of her cunt and let her off the wall. She went over to the bench, and bent over placing her hands on the bench to brace herself. I then assumed the position behind her and slapped her big round ass, watching it jiggle, she yelped and giggled in delight. I then grabbed her hip and easily found her cunt with my cock. I began thrusting into her again as fast and hard as I could, her tits hanging beneath her rocked with each thrust."Oh fuck yeah! I'm your bitch, fuck me like you own me!" she screamed, as she was being rocked back and forth with each push.I was fucking her so furiously that she had to hold onto to that bench like a vise-grip to keep from losing her balance. The sounds of her soaking wet cunt and fleshy ass cheeks slapping against my pelvis filled the locker room, and her loud moans echoed off the metal lockers surrounding us. There was no way I was gonna last much longer and I silently hoped Amanda was close to climaxing as well."Oh god! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna fucking cum!" she suddenly yelled as if on cue."Mm, fuck yeah babe. I'm gonna bust soon too" I said between labored breaths."Mm, oh fuck! Let me feel your cum inside!" she screamed in response.With that I stopped holding back and just let go. I quit thrusting and just stood still with my cock buried in her snatch, a tremble went through my body as I began spraying my seed inside her."Mm, I feel it! Oh fuck! I'm cumming!" Amanda exclaimed as her body locked up.Then as a tremble racked her body and her muscles contracted I felt her fluid wash over my buried member. She let out an audible sigh as her orgasm took her. Her cunt pulsated on my cock, managing to squeeze out every last drop of my cum.I let my softening cock fall out of her cunt and then I sat down on the bench, to catch my breath. I was exhausted, but exhilerated at the same time."Oh wow, I needed a good fuck. I feel so much better now. Thanks Alan." Amanda said, getting up and gathering her discarded clothing."I should be thanking you, damn that was incredible." I said."Hey now, it was good for me too, you know." She said with a smile as she began getting dressed.I too gathered up my clothes and began getting dressed. As we dressed in silence all I could think about were the acts we'd just performed only moments before. I just had sex with an insanely hot girl in a locker room. It took a bit for the reality of that to set in. That coupled with the events in my room with Molly the night before, to be honest I wasn't all too sure this wasn't one big dream. Amanda, now fully dressed pulled me from my thoughts as she spoke."So good, in fact, I think we'll need to make this a regular thing." she said with a sly grin before turning and walking away.I sat in class, listening to the teacher's mind-numbing lecture. To be honest, I tuned out not long after she started. I had far too much other stuff on my mind to worry about school work. It was Friday, and just the day before I had sex with Amanda in the locker room, the day before that I had sex with Molly in my dorm room. I mean, with two incredible nights like that in a row, what the hell else was I gonna think about? One major upside was that I was no longer thinking about all that depressing shit with my old school and my family issues. That stuff had plagued me for way too long and with 2 great nights in a row, I was hoping to keep the momentum going. And with the weekend starting, there was a good chance of that.I was so lost in thought, that I didn't even hear the bell ringing that signaled the end of class. However, I quickly noticed all of my classmates getting up and leaving, so I did the same. As I exited class and made my way out onto the main campus, I took off my blazer and slung it over my shoulder, I also loosened my tie and untucked my shirt. Not only did I feel more comfortable that way, I also fancied the idea that it would piss off my mother.As I strolled across campus to the cafeteria for lunched, I was soon joined by Molly and Amanda. They both had a glow about them, and I shared that glow, we were the only three people on earth that knew what we had done in the past couple of days. Well, more accurately I was sure Katie and Erin knew as well, but they weren't with us at the moment."Hey stud," both girls said in unison, greeting me."Hey back, ladies. And you can just call me Alan, a stud usually refers to a horse or cattle." I said."Well, you're hung like a horse." Molly countered."Ain't that the truth, I'm still feeling it." Amanda chimed in.I honestly didn't know how to respond to that. I'd never encountered any girls that talked so casually and open about such things, but I guess after what we'd done, there was no longer any reason to shy away from it. It still caught me off guard."So, how have you two been today?" I asked, trying to change the subject with small talk."Oh well, pretty standard I guess. Class was a drag as usual, Mrs. Faulkner had us taking a fuck ton of notes." Molly said with a sigh."Same here." Amanda concurred.They took a few of the same classes as me, Mrs. Faulkner in particular sure did love having everyone take notes for her history lessons, it was a real pain. Amanda and Molly had her class during a different period than me, in fact we didn't share a single class period. Just as well perhaps, if either of them were in my class I'd never get any work done, not that I was anyways."Oh, yeah. I didn't take any notes. In fact I tuned out about 5 minutes into the lesson." I responded."Come on now, Alan. You need to focus or you're gonna fail." Molly said, she always showed concern for my academic wellbeing, it was nice, not that my family seemed to care how I was doing."Sorry. I had other things on my mind." I replied."Yeah, I'll bet." Amanda said, flashing a sly grin.So my idea for changing the subject with small talk was shit, we were right back where we started."I know what ya mean, it's about all I've been able to think about for 2 days now." Molly said."Ain't that the truth." Amanda said.Before the conversation got any further, we were approaching the cafeteria."Finally, I am starving, I still don't see why they had to put our dorm and cafeteria way off over here across campus." Molly said aloud, voicing her hunger."You're right about that. Such a pain in the ass walking all the way over here everyday." Amanda voiced her agreement."Alright, well you girls go ahead in and grab your lunch. I've gotta run up to my room for a bit to put my blazer away and plug my phone up to charge." I said."Okay, we'll be waiting." both Amanda and Molly said.We parted ways, they headed into the cafeteria and I went next door, to the dorm. The dorm was completely empty, as usual per this time of day. When I finally got to the door of my room, I went to unlock it but found it was already unlocked. Hmm, strange, I thought. I turned the knob and entered my room nervously. I was shocked to see none other than Erin, sitting casually on the edge of my bed, like she was waiting for something."Hey, Alan; been waiting for you." she said casually greeting me."Okay, quick question: How did you get in my room?" I asked, almost a little creeped out."Oh I picked your lock." she said, as though it was nothing.Figures, the quiet reserved girl had a weird skill like lock picking stashed away, seriously, what the fuck?"And why, exactly?" I asked, even more confused."Oh; well" she said, her reserved nature showing itself as she spoke."Go on." I insisted."Well; you see, I heard about what you did with Amanda and Molly, and well, I wanted to know if maybe you'd do that with me too." she said nervously, looking at the ground.Her response caught me off guard. Not that I was opposed, Erin certainly was an attractive girl underneath all that shyness. Just wasn't expecting it is all."Okay; but that doesn't explain how you knew I'd be coming to room right now." I queried her."Well; I just noticed that you always go up to your room before lunch everyday. So I decided to come here and wait for you." she replied.Okay, so this girl knew how to pick locks and she watched me a lot. If she didn't seem so shy and innocent, I might've been a little creeped out."So, do you wanna do it, or not?" she said, biting her lip as she reproposed her earlier request.She wanted to have sex, how could I turn I this shy beauty down?"Like, right here? Right now?" I asked for clarification."Yeah, why not? Everyone else is in the cafeteria having lunch right now, so no one will hear us." she responded, having clearly thought this out.Rather than respond with words, I decided to respond with action. I stepped forward, ready to lean in and kiss her. Before I could, she was on her knees in front of me in an instant. She began frantically undoing my pants and pulling them down with my boxers in a single swift motion. She immediately took my semi-erect cock in her hands."Mm, Amanda and Molly said it was big, but I just had to see for myself" she said, as my cock hardened the rest of the way in her soft hands.I let out an involuntary groan when she wrapped her soft moist lips around my cock and began the tip with her tongue. I was obviously surprised, this girl whom I'd always thought to be shy and reserved, was on her knees giving me head like a pro. Sure, I'd only gotten a few blowjobs in my life up to this point, but this was certainly the best and I couldn't imagine them getting any better from here.Erin bobbed her head up and down on my cock, using her tongue to scoop up the precum as it rapidly leaked from my tip. Then suddenly she stopped and released my hard member from her hot wet mouth."Sorry, but I don't want you cumming just yet." she said, as I looked down at her with a disappointed expression on my face.She then stood up and began removing her school uniform. On her cue, I kicked my shoes off and pulled my pants and boxers off the rest of the way, then quickly removed my shirt and tossed it aside. Erin meanwhile had taken off her blazer and unbuttoned her blouse, I could just make out a plain black bra through her open blouse. She then sat on the edge of my bed and started untying her shoes. She removed her shoes, then peeled off her knee-high socks. Her feet were paler than the rest of her body, showing that she must never wear anything besides her school shoes and her tennis shoes for volleyball. I immediately noted that her toenails were painted with the same black polish as her fingernails.With her shoes and socks set aside, she then stood up and took off her blouse, fully exposing the black bra which held her perky c-cup breasts. Erin then pulled down her skirt, revealing a black pair of panties to match the bra. The black nail polish and matching black undergarments contrasted with her pale skin tone perfectly. I had always gotten a bit of a goth vibe from her, what with the black hair and black eye make-up. Either way, the color looked great on her, so what did it matter.As I stood there admiring her, she pushed me onto the bed. I laid there on my back, surprised, as she climbed on top of me and straddled my pelvis. My hard cock was pressed against her panties, the fabric was practically soaked from how wet she was. It was clear enough by now that she liked to be in control, which was new to me. Erin then reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall from her shoulders, exposing her average but perky tits. I reached my hands up to feel her tits and hard pointed nipples, but before I could she grabbed my hands and wrapped her discarded bra around my wrists, firmly binding my hands together. She then repositioned my arms so my bound hands were above my head, I could've moved them, but decided to play along with her. She then lifted off my pelvis enough so she could take off her panties, revealing her tight wet cunt with a thin patch of black fur just above her slit."Nobody knows this, but I like to be in charge. Hope you're cool with that." Erin said, looking down at me.As I opened my mouth to speak, Erin immediately balled up her panties and stuffed them in my mouth. I looked up at her in surprise and she just flashed a sexy mischievous smile with a fire in her eyes. The moist black panties were strong with the musky scent and taste of her cunt. My heart was racing and my cock was hard as steel. Yeah, I was definitely cool with this.Erin positioned herself above my cock and slowly lowered herself onto it. She let out a gentle moan as her wet lips parted and her cunt slowly descended my shaft inch by inch. All I could do was moan into her panties."Oh damn, I haven't had a cock in me in ages it seems like" she said when she bottomed out on my member.After sitting there for a minute with my cock buried in her soaking wet snatch to get used to its size, she then began slowly raising up so she could better position herself. She planted her feet on my bed on either side of my thighs and placed her hands on my chest to brace herself."I hope you're ready, I'm 'bout to ride this thing like there's no tomorrow." she said.All I could do was moan and nod my head "yes." She then quickly dropped down impaling herself on my erect pole. Her fleshy ass made a slapping sound as it collided with my thighs and she let out a vocal yelp when she once again bottomed out on my erect pole with force. I moaned into her panties as she began bouncing up and down on me, my cock easily sliding in and out of her wet cunt as she impaled herself over and over again."ooh my god! Your cock is so fucking big in my cunt!" she exclaimed as she used her muscular legs to quickly raise and lower herself onto my hard veiny member.She then took used on of her hands to start playing with her clit, moaning as she expertly bounced up and down on me at a fast pace. All I could do was moan from the feeling of my cock being repeatedly buried in hot tight cunt, her juices rapidly leaking onto my shaft. I just laid there staring up at her perky tits bouncing violently as she rode me like a professional bull rider. There was no way I was gonna last much longer and I just hoped she was close as well.Erin continued riding me for another couple of minutes, not slowing the pace at all as the sounds of our clapping flesh bounced off the wooden walls of my dorm room. I was trying like hell to hold back the flood gates, until finally I felt her muscles begin to contract and her cunt begin to pulsate against my shaft."Mm; fuck! I'm cumming!" she slowed down to a crawl and yelped as her orgasm hit her and her fluids began washing over my buried cock.I took this as my cue and finally unleashed my own orgasm. I grunted and groaned into her panties as I began shooting my hot sticky load deep into her cunt. She stopped moving completely and moaned as I filled her with my seed.In the aftermath of our respective climaxes she collapsed onto me, her soft tits squeezing against my chest. We both breathed heavily. I took this time to unbind my hands and with a hand freed, I took her delicious panties out of my mouth."That was incredible, I haven't had a good fuck in ages." she said getting off of me and grabbing her undergarments that were lying next to us."Now then, shall we go to lunch?" she said, quickly putting on her bra and panties.I nodded in agreement as I too began getting dressed. I was a bit surprised that she barely took any time to rest after her orgasm before she started putting her clothes on. She may act innocent and reserved, but this certainly wasn't her first rodeo, and I mean that in both the literal and metaphorical sense."We'll for sure be doing this again sometime." she said, finishing putting in her uniform.I was still speechless. I'd never had sex like that before, and I was still so dumbfounded at how she had everyone fooled with the whole innocent shy girl routine. Of course, I would soon realize that it wasn't an act at all, and would only act the way she had with me, when she was overcome with lust.To be continued.By Cheat105 for Literotica.

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Fluent Fiction - Danish: Facing Fear: A Snowy Day of Hope and Healing Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/da/episode/2025-01-30-23-34-01-da Story Transcript:Da: Snefnuggene dansede langsomt udenfor vinduet og dækkede verden i et blødt, hvidt tæppe.En: The snowflakes danced slowly outside the window, covering the world in a soft, white blanket.Da: Indenfor i det sterile venteværelse med de falmede blå stole var der en stille uro.En: Inside the sterile waiting room with the faded blue chairs, there was a quiet unrest.Da: Kasper sad og stirrede på døren til operationsstuen.En: Kasper sat staring at the door to the operating room.Da: Hans fingre trommede nervøst på armlænet.En: His fingers drummed nervously on the armrest.Da: Ved siden af ham sad Anders og forsøgte at bevare roen.En: Next to him, Anders tried to remain calm.Da: Ingen af dem sagde noget, men begge tænkte det samme – ville Mette være okay?En: Neither of them spoke, but both were thinking the same thing – would Mette be okay?Da: Kasper's tanker kørte i ring.En: Kasper's thoughts were spinning.Da: Hans søster Mette var på operationsbordet, og han kunne bare sidde her og vente.En: His sister Mette was on the operating table, and all he could do was sit here and wait.Da: Tiden sneglede sig af sted som is, der smelter.En: Time crawled by like ice melting.Da: Enkelte sygeplejersker gik forbi, for travle til at bemærke de bekymrede ansigter af de ventende.En: A few nurses passed by, too busy to notice the worried faces of the ones waiting.Da: Anders forsøgte at bryde stilheden med beroligende ord, men selv hans stemme bar præg af usikkerhed.En: Anders tried to break the silence with reassuring words, but even his voice had a tinge of uncertainty.Da: Timerne gik langsomt.En: The hours passed slowly.Da: Kasper tænkte på at ringe til resten af familien, men kom i tanke om Mettes ønske om privatliv.En: Kasper thought about calling the rest of the family but remembered Mette's wish for privacy.Da: Skulle han bryde hendes tillid for at give andre besked?En: Should he break her trust to inform others?Da: I sin tvivl valgte han at holde mobilen i lommen, mens uro lagde sig som en klump i maven.En: In his doubt, he chose to keep the phone in his pocket, while unease settled like a lump in his stomach.Da: Men til sidst kunne han ikke holde det ud længere.En: But eventually, he couldn't stand it any longer.Da: Han tog en dyb indånding og besluttede sig for at finde en sygeplejerske.En: He took a deep breath and decided to find a nurse.Da: Da en kvindelig læge kom ud fra operationstuen, gik han hen til hende.En: When a female doctor came out of the operating room, he approached her.Da: Hans stemme var rolig, men beslutsom: ”Undskyld, kan vi få en opdatering om Mette?” Lægen smilede venligt til ham.En: His voice was calm but determined: “Excuse me, can we get an update on Mette?” The doctor smiled kindly at him.Da: ”Operationen gik godt, og Mette hviler nu.En: “The operation went well, and Mette is now resting.Da: Hun vil snart blive overført til opvågningen.” Lettet pustede Kasper ud.En: She will soon be transferred to recovery.” Relieved, Kasper exhaled.Da: Hans frygt smeltede som sne i solens varme.En: His fear melted like snow in the sun's warmth.Da: Anders klappede ham på skulderen, og de delte et øjeblik af fælles lettelse.En: Anders patted him on the shoulder, and they shared a moment of mutual relief.Da: Kasper kiggede på snefnuggene udenfor.En: Kasper looked at the snowflakes outside.Da: Det betryggende svar gav ham en ny form for styrke.En: The reassuring answer gave him a new kind of strength.Da: Han lærte, at nogle gange er det bedre at handle, end at lade frygt lamme én.En: He learned that sometimes it's better to act than to let fear paralyze you.Da: Mens han sad der ved siden af Anders, vidste Kasper, at han havde fået andet end gode nyheder den dag.En: As he sat there next to Anders, Kasper realized he had gained more than just good news that day.Da: Han havde lært værdien af håb og tålmodighed, samt hvordan man finder trøst i andres bekymringer.En: He had learned the value of hope and patience, and how to find comfort in others' concern.Da: Det var en lærdom, der ville holde gennem mange vintersnevejr.En: It was a lesson that would last through many winter snowstorms. Vocabulary Words:snowflakes: snefnuggenedanced: dansedesterile: sterilefaded: falmedeunrest: urodrummed: trommedearmrest: armlænetnervously: nervøstreassuring: beroligendetinge: prægdoubt: tvivlunease: urolump: klumpexhaled: pustedemelted: smeltedepatience: tålmodighedconcern: bekymringerspinning: kørte i ringquiet: stillebusy: travletrust: tillidapproached: gik hen tilcalm: roligdetermined: beslutsomupdated: opdateringrelieved: lettetrecovery: opvågningenparalyze: lammestrength: styrkepat: klappede

Platonic friends help with Intimate shaving, complicated by arousal. By darrenr.  Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. “There's one thing, though,” Anna said hesitantly. “I'm nervous about wielding a razor in such a tender place when I can't see very well down there. Would you, would you be willing to help me?” Jake swallowed. “Help, um, help you shave?” Anna nodded. “I know it's a big favor. It's no problem if you'd rather not.” Jake couldn't think of anything he wanted to do more than spend some quality time with Anna's vagina. "There's one thing, though," Anna said hesitantly. "I'm nervous about wielding a razor in such a tender place when I can't see very well down there. Would you... would you be willing to help me?" Jake swallowed. "Help, um, help you shave?" Anna nodded. "I know it's a big favor. It's no problem if you'd rather not." Jake couldn't think of anything he wanted to do more than spend some quality time with Anna's vagina. "It's not that! I'm happy to help. It's just, I've never shaved a, um, you know, a..." "Vulva?" Anna said with a smirk. "It's okay to use the word. Anyway, neither have I! But you have the advantage of being able to see down there." "Okay, fair point," Jake said. "But it also means... well in order to do this, I'll need to..." Anna raised her eyebrows waiting for him to finish. "I'll be clean," Anna said. "I'm going to shower first, of course." Jake wasn't expecting that. He shook his head. "Oh, no, I'm not concerned about that. I just mean I'll need to... touch... you. There. You know, to shave you." Anna frowned. "Yes, hmm, I see the difficulty now. You've got a friend sincerely asking for your help with her most private place, and you're balking because even a clean vulva is, let's face it, pretty gross." "NO!" Jake said. "That's not it at all!" Anna looked hurt. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to yell. You're completely misunderstanding me. I don't think you're gross in any way. I don't think your... vulva is gross. At all. Not to be too corny about it, but I think your whole body is beautiful. Including your vag--, I mean, vulva." Anna looked skeptical. Jake grimaced. "I'm nervous because... well, you've said our relationship isn't sexual. I have to be honest with you. There's no way I can touch your body... your vulva... and not be affected. Sexually." Anna bit her lip and looked down, nodding. "I'm still figuring myself out. I think that experience with Andrew all those years ago affected me more than I realized. I don't know what I want, or what I feel. I just know I feel safe with you." She lifted her head to look him in the eye. "Do you think it's possible to just pretend that it's not sexual between us?" "Yes, I can do that," Jake said. "Though my body might react differently." Anna smiled in relief. "Then there's nothing to worry about. Once the novelty wears off, you'll realize what a tedious task you've volunteered for. Now come ON already." Her face bright with happiness, she jumped up from the couch, pulling him by the hand to the bathroom. "I'm happy to help shave you in return, of course." "That's probably safest," Jake said, trying to play it cool as he realized where she would be touching him. They showered together like normal. Anna got two fresh towels, spreading one on the floor of the bathroom and keeping the other folded as a pillow. She unwrapped a new razor and put it, along with a can of shaving cream, beside the towel. Lying down on her back, she stretched her legs out and spread them apart. "Do you think I should shave it all or keep a patch of hair?" she asked. Jake stood transfixed by the sight, contemplating her lovely bush. It was full and fluffy and beautiful, with light brown hair looking impossibly soft. Part of him didn't want her to shave it, but only part of him. "We could definitely leave a patch of hair if you want. Though even if you start fully shaved it would grow back soon." "Good point. Let's just shave it all to start." She reached for the can of shaving cream. "Wait," Jake said. "When I've shaved my beard in the past it worked much better when I clipped the hair short first. Otherwise the razor gets clogged. I have some small mustache scissors, if you want?" "Good idea," Anna agreed. Jake dug in his drawer until he found the scissors, and then turned to face her and froze. Could he really do this? He felt a bit faint at the thought of accidentally cutting her. "It's okay, Jake. I know you're going to be gentle. Go ahead and start!" She smiled nervously at him. "But please be careful." Jake took a deep breath and knelt between her open legs. He'd never been this close, and his greedy eyes took in every detail. He looked up to her face, framed at this angle by her lovely breasts, and she gave him an encouraging nod. Taking a deep breath, Jake raised his empty hand toward her and gently grabbed a tuft of hair. It was even softer than it looked. "Your hair is beautiful. Are you sure you want me to cut it?" Anna rolled her eyes. "Yes, I'm sure. Let's do it!" Slowly, Jake brought the scissors up and snipped off a chunk of hair. Realizing he needed a place to collect it, he spread out a tissue. Anna watched him intently, propped up on her elbows. Carefully he worked, gathering and snipping, gathering and snipping. He gently brushed the loose hairs off her after trimming everything above her cleft. "How are you doing?" Jake asked. "Thank you for being so gentle. I would be a nervous wreck doing this myself." "It's my pleasure," Jake said automatically, before realizing how intensely true the statement was. Quickly, he added, "Are you ready for me to continue working down... lower?" "You mean on my vulva?" She laughed. "Please use the names of my body parts, you silly." "Sorry, you're right. Are you ready for me to trim your vulva?" "Absolutely, please go ahead," Anna said with a smile, though he still saw nervousness in her eyes. She dropped back onto the towel pillow, her breathing only a little shaky. Looking at her tender folds, Jake felt his palms sweating and his heart beating furiously. Gently, so gently, he touched his finger to the top of her cleft and drew it down to tease out the hairs trapped within. It took a few tries to get the hairs pulled off the bit of her inner labia that sat flush with her cleft. Careful to hold the scissors so he could see exactly where they cut and terrified of hurting her, he trimmed down the length of her outer lips. Anna's hips twitched a little. "That tickles!" "Sorry! I'm not trying to tickle you." "I know, it's just a bit of sensory overload. Can you please just pause for a minute and press your palm against my skin, just to give my nerves a minute to calm down?" "Skin? Don't you mean 'vulva'?" Jake said. Anna laughed. "Fair point! Yes, please put your hand over my vulva to calm it down." Jake put his palm against her cleft and felt its warmth, relishing the intimacy. Anna sighed and took a few deep breaths. "Okay, I'm good. Keep going." "Could you please spread your legs a bit wider, so I can trim at the base of your legs?" "Sure thing!" Anna said. She bent her knees, bringing her feet up to rest against the sides of Jake's legs as he knelt before her. Her outer lips were pulled apart, revealing moist pinkness inside. Her lovely scent grew stronger in his nose. Jake felt his erection jump. At least she couldn't see his obvious arousal now. A few more minutes of careful clipping and he was done. He couldn't be sure, but her inner lips looked wetter than before. He gently brushed the loose hairs away from her cleft and onto the tissue. Remembering how it might tickle, he placed his palm over everything again to relieve her. "Would you like me to clip, um, further down?" Then, remembering her earlier admonishment, added, "Around your, uh, anus?" Anna giggled as she sat up, her cheeks a little red. Anna bit her lip. "I suppose getting embarrassed at this point is silly. Yes, please trim down there, too." She turned over onto her knees and pushed her bottom into the air, giving Jake his first clear view between her cheeks. His heart yearned with affection for her, the desire to care for her, even her cute little butthole. Only a few wisps of hair grew back there, and he was soon finished clipping. "Okay, I think we're ready to start shaving," Jake said. "Does it make sense to do that in the tub with lots of warm water?" "Definitely the tub, but we're not ready yet. I need to clip you!" "Oh!" Jake said, "I forgot." It was true. He was disappointed to realize he was quite erect, and with no way to hide it. "Well come on, trade places with me!" Jake stood up, his massive erection hanging out in the open air. He lay on his back feeling exposed and embarrassed. Anna knelt between his legs, and then she picked up his feet and brought them against the sides of her legs, so he was spread apart like she had been. His straining dick pointed up at the wall somewhere above his head. "Sorry about that," he said, gesturing toward his erection. "Don't be!" Anna replied. "I think it actually works better to have the skin stretched out for this. See if you can keep it that way. Are you ready?" "Sure, go ahead," Jake answered. He didn't expect it to be difficult to stay hard with her breath gently tickling his shaft. Sitting up on his elbows, he watched her gently grab a tuft of hair and clip it. She looked up to make sure he was okay, and then resumed careful clipping. Her breasts hung down in a lovely way as she bent over him clipping. Jake put his head back on the towel pillow and tried to relax, her every touch thrilling him. "I didn't realize hairs grew up the shaft of your penis." "Yeah it's pretty nasty." "No, it's not nasty," Anna said. "Just interesting." He felt her fingers gingerly wrap around his shaft. "Wow, the skin is so soft. It's a weird contrast with the hardness beneath the skin." Jake relished the feel of her hand on him and listened to the soft swish of the scissors. "Are you doing okay?" Anna asked. She paused and kept her hand still on his hardness, the same anti-tickling strategy he'd used on her. It felt so nice. Jake was far more than okay, though he didn't dare say that. He tilted his head up to look at her. "Perfectly comfortable. Thank you for being so careful." She smiled at him, and then returned to her trimming. Her tongue poked out between her lips the same way it did when she was focused on some electronics soldering project. Seeing her so dedicated to caring for him made his ridiculous dick strain against her fingers. "Everything is more dynamic down here than I thought," Anna said. Jake sat up again to give her a questioning look. "I suppose it's obvious. It just hadn't occurred to me. Like, when you're hard it's not simply rigid. It's constantly softening a bit and re-hardening. I can even feel your pulse! And your scrotum moves!" Jake laughed. "Yeah I guess it's all pretty weird." "Not weird! Interesting." Anna moved her hand down to his scrotum, her fingers gently stroking it as she trimmed hairs. "Alright, flip over so I can trim your... um," Anna giggled for a second before continuing. "Your anus." Jake dreaded this, but he complied. "Oh, I like how this seam of skin connects to your scrotum. This is so interesting!" A few more minutes of trimming and then she was done. "Okay NOW we're ready for the shaving part," Anna said brightly. Jake righted himself and helped clean up the tissues of trimmed pubic hair. There was a lot of hair. "Wow, look at us all trimmed!" Anna said, looking back and forth between the two trimmed crotches. "It feels cooler already. This is going to be great!" She started the water running and moved the new razor and can of shaving cream to the edge of the tub. They climbed in together and sat facing each other in the rising water. "This is fun," Anna said. "I know it must be weird and tedious for you. I really appreciate you doing this with me." "Are you kidding?" Jake said. "I'm having fun too. It's not tedious at all." Anna pulled herself up to sit on the edge of the tub and handed Jake the can of shaving cream. Still sitting in the water, he scooted toward her as she spread her legs apart. Jake squirted some shaving cream into his hand. "Ready?" he asked. Anna nodded, but he could see that her smile was a bit forced. He didn't blame her for being nervous. He knew he felt more than nervous, and was grateful his hands remained steady. Jake dabbed the cream on the clipped-short hairs above her cleft and massaged it in with circular motions of his fingertips. Then he carefully dragged the razor in downward strokes, with the grain of her hair, stretching her skin flat as needed. Rinsing the razor often, he made sure to avoid re-shaving the same patch of skin. Finally, he was done with her pubic mound and rinsed her with cupped handfuls of water. "Nicely done, Jake!" Anna said, stroking the smooth skin with her hand. "Very nicely done." Jake smiled, feeling pleased with his work. "Are you ready for me to shave your vulva now?" "Yes please!" Anna replied, though he could tell her enthusiasm was trying to conceal her nervousness. Jake squirted more cream in his hand and dabbed it on either side of her cleft. With both hands he gently rubbed cream along the inside of her legs and along her outer lips. Glancing up to check on her, he saw her cheeks were flushed. Did his touches feel good to her, or was that simply terror? Anna gave him a reassuring smile. Jake tried to focus. Continuing the short downward strokes, Jake gently drew the razor along her outer lips. Terrified of hurting her, with his other hand he stretched the skin flat and pulled it away from her inner labia as he shaved. After several minutes of careful work, she was shaved as far down as he could work at this angle. He brought up cupped handfuls of water to rinse and carefully stroked her skin feeling for any spots he might have missed. After a few touch-up strokes, he felt satisfied. "How is that?" Jake asked, looking up to her face. Anna's cheeks were even more flushed, and she bit her lower lip. She broke out into a big smile. "Wow, Jake, you did a great job!" She explored all the shaved places with her fingers. "It feels so strange." "I didn't do a perfect job," Jake said. "I was afraid of giving you a razor burn, so I went for gentleness over thoroughness." "Thank you for being so careful. The whole time I knew I was in safe hands." "You're beautiful," Jake said softly, lost in thought staring at her smooth cleft. Then, catching himself, "I think it looks great! Want me to finish your, uh, anus?" "Definitely!" Anna said. She dipped her bottom in the tub water to get everything freshly wet and turned over on her knees to present her bottom to him. Jake put shaving cream along the inside of each bottom cheek. A few careful strokes of the razor later he was finished, and he stopped to admire his work on her beautiful body. "All done!" he announced. Anna sat back down in the tub. "Alright, your turn now. Up on the edge of the tub!" While shaving Anna, Jake was so focused on being careful that his misbehaving dick shrunk down to nearly normal. Spreading his legs and presenting himself to Anna, however, quickly brought it back to fully erect. "Thank you," she said. "I was worried how I would do this properly if your penis wasn't erect. Are you ready?" Jake nodded, and Anna started rubbing shaving cream into his pubic hair. Looking down he watched her beautiful face, completely focused on her task. Her breasts, so comforting to see, jiggled as she moved. Part of him was very present, relishing her touches and attention. Another part of him was so deep in thought it was almost like having an out of body experience. Anna was the one person he cared most about in the whole world. She was his closest friend, the person who most understood him. When he was away from her, he missed her. When he was with her, he felt utterly content. His place didn't feel like home unless she was there too. This wasn't mere physical lust, though there was plenty of that as well. He truly loved her. The trouble was he didn't see a way to tell her this, without risking messing up what he already had. The thought of frightening her off, of not sharing this intimacy with her, was too horrible to consider. Seeing the way she touched him, though, so carefully and tenderly, it was hard to believe she didn't have any sexual feelings for him. "There we go," Anna said, waking him from his reverie. Jake looked down to see himself thoroughly hairless. He didn't get time to really look before she turned him over to shave between his butt cheeks. A minute later she was finished. They rinsed off in the shower and stood next to each other in front of the mirror to admire the results. "We look fantastic. I love this!" Anna said. "You look amazing," Jake said. "So do you!" Anna was striking poses in the mirror. "Oh, I almost forgot. We need to moisturize." She dug in her drawer and pulled out a bottle of lotion. "It's a very gentle lotion suitable for the whole body. Do you mind if I apply it?" Jake shook his head and Anna straightened the towel on the floor for him to lie down upon. Anna used both hands on him to gently massage lotion everywhere she had shaved, including the shaft of his rock-hard dick and his smooth ball sack. Unlike shaving, he was obviously capable of applying lotion to himself without danger. But if she wanted to touch him and be touched by him, he certainly wasn't going to argue. He was surprised to find Anna spreading the lotion beyond the shaved areas, carefully rubbing it over his chest, arms, and legs. "Okay, flip over," she said, and Jake carefully arranged his erection as he did so. She rubbed lotion on his back, over his bottom, and lastly deep between his butt cheeks. Being touched all over felt incredible. "There you go," Anna said. "Now it's my turn, if you don't mind trading places." She handed him the bottle of lotion and lay down on her back with her legs apart. "It's safe for use on genitals, but all the same when you moisturize the outer lips of my vulva please try not to get any inside." Jake nodded and then proceeded to gently rub lotion into her skin. Anna sighed with her eyes closed. "That feels nice. If you don't mind, please put lotion on the rest of my body too." Jake hesitated briefly. He felt uncertain about everything except that he wanted this. Whatever doubts swirled in his mind, he wasn't able to resist the invitation. First, he worked down her legs, and then back up to her hips. He slowed down a bit when he reached her belly. In spite of everywhere he had touched her, he hadn't yet touched her breasts, or even her belly. Unsure how to proceed, he rubbed lotion up her sides to her shoulders and down her arms, afraid of touching her breasts. It wasn't surprising Anna wouldn't let this continue, though. "Please moisturize my breasts too," she said. A simple enough sentence, and yet for a second Jake felt paralyzed. Jake thought back to when she first showed them to him. This was the invitation he'd been hoping for ever since. Putting more lotion on each hand, he made circular motions around her shoulders, then her upper chest. He ran both hands down her sternum, feeling the inner edges of her breasts. At last he pushed up from beneath each breast as his lotion-greased palms crested the peaks and felt her firm areolas. Afraid of ruining the moment, he kept his hands in motion, circling back down over her breasts from above, then in from the outside, out from between them, trying to memorize their contours with his fingers. When he felt like he could no longer pretend they needed more lotion he reluctantly asked her to flip over. She smiled at him and sighed happily as she did so. Rubbing lotion on her back, he was happy to feel his arousal calming down. As fascinated as he would always be by her breasts, her adorable bottom, her tender folds and all the wonders hidden within, those treasures meant nothing on their own. What he loved was Anna the person, everything about her, the whole package. She said she wanted to at least pretend that their relationship was not sexual. He tried to respect her request, but it wasn't easy. His fingers kneaded the muscles of her back and she moaned in pleasure. Jake felt warm contentment in his heart. He finished by putting a last squirt of lotion on his fingertips and pushing them deep between the cheeks of her bottom and caressing her sweet little butthole. They washed the lotion off their hands and then resumed admiring themselves in the mirror. "I can't get over how great this looks. And how great it feels! Everything is tingly and fresh. Thank you, thank you for doing this with me. I didn't have the courage to do it by myself." "You look amazing," Jake said. "I think my hairy legs look a little silly next to my shaved crotch, but you're right: It certainly does feel great!" "Next time we can try shaving your legs too, if you want." "Sure," Jake said, not caring about his legs but loving the mention of a 'next time.' "All that close detail work has given me an appetite," Anna said. "Come on." After a visit to the kitchen they ended up on their usual spots beside each other on the couch, sitting cross-legged facing each other. "I can't get over how different it looks," Anna said, staring between her legs and stroking the smooth skin there. "I feel truly naked now. It feels great!" She looked Jake in the eye. "Thank you. I know this was a lot to ask of you." Jake swallowed and nodded. It had been an ordeal of desire mixed with terror and he was both relieved it was over and hoping he would get another opportunity. "Happy to," he said. Anna smiled at him and looked back down at her shaved crotch. Quietly, she said, "I didn't realize how good it would feel to be touched by you. Is it wrong to enjoy that even though our relationship isn't sexual?" Jake felt his cheeks get warm. Why did she keep insisting this was not sexual? He didn't want to ruin this amazing development, but he was also tired of this charade. "I thought we were only pretending it wasn't," Jake said. Anna looked like she wanted to say something, but she didn't. Jake sighed. "Anna, come on. My penis is hard around you all the time because obviously I am sexually attracted to you. And I don't know, but it seemed possible you were experiencing some sexual feelings as well." Anna looked like she was going to object, though no words came out. "That doesn't mean we have to do anything about it, but it seems silly to deny what's plainly happening here." Anna brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them to cover herself. Jake had a sinking feeling in his chest. Had he ruined everything? "I don't want to have sex," Anna said, looking down. "I know that!" Jake said. "Of course I know that. All I mean is I think it's okay to be honest with each other." Anna looked back up at him, gratitude in her eyes. "You don't hate me?" Jake laughed. "I don't hate you at all." I love you, he didn't say. "It's okay to like being touched, even if that's all we do?" Anna asked. Jake nodded. Relieved, Anna put her knees back down. "Scoot over," she said. As Jake did, she arranged herself sitting beside him with her legs splayed apart. With one hand she operated the remote control, and with the other she picked up Jake's hand and placed it between her legs with a contented sigh. Shaving Routines. They decided Tuesday and Friday mornings were the best days to shave each other. Under the pretense of skin moisturization she insisted every morning include giving each other the full-body lotion treatment after they showered. It took time, but Jake hardly felt like objecting. Watching TV on the couch together, if it wasn't too hot, always involved touching. Sometimes she'd pull his arm around her and settle his hand on one of her breasts. Sometimes she'd spread her legs and press his fingers against her cleft. Often her hand would gently rest atop his dick. There was more general touching, too. She started hugging him when she arrived in the morning, and when she said good night in the evenings. Touching his hand while they were talking, or just leaning against him when she was beside him. At first, it felt awkward. He feared touching her too greedily and throwing this wonderful situation out of balance. Before long, though, the physical contact with Anna became natural. More than natural, it became important. He felt such closeness with her, such intimacy. He learned to read what she needed. Sometimes it was obvious, like when she would throw her legs over his lap on the couch and spread her knees apart: That meant she wanted his hand over her warm cleft. Other times it was something more subtle, like squeezing her own shoulder to signal her back muscles needed rubbing. Often, they just exchanged brief touches, like if she was busy soldering and he gently put his palm on her spine as he walked by her workbench. Jake was proud of his dick, as stupid as it was. It eventually got the message this vagina he was spending so much quality time with was not open for intercourse and calmed right down. Somewhere in his heart lived a lump of fear that she didn't love him as he loved her, but he tried to focus on the bright side. Jake loved this intimacy with Anna and couldn't bear the thought of losing it. Wouldn't he gladly remain a virgin if only he could stay with her? Wouldn't he?   To be continued. By darrenr for Literotica

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Hour 3: Murph & Markus discuss how they are relieved that it sounds like Robert Saleh will return as 49ers DC, dive into Cooler of Content, and talk to Kurt Warner.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

How long can naked friends resist becoming lovers? By darrenr. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. “Breasts, yes. I want to show you my breasts,” Anna said, making a simple request that complicated everything. Jake instinctively glanced down at her chest, before wrenching his gaze back to her face. His mind raced in useless circles around a single thought: Danger! “But you have to promise to tell me if that would make you uncomfortable,” Anna said. “I can only ask you this favor because our friendship is both close and solidly non-romantic. I completely understand if my request is just too flippin' weird!” Jake had never been less comfortable in his life. This felt like a bad idea. He wanted it anyway. Feeling ashamed of himself, Jake forced himself to think. Anna wouldn't ask unless it was important to her. He didn't want to hurt her feelings, so he tried a joke. “Compared to eating the terrible chicken dinner you made last night, this sounds like a walk in the park.” Anna erupted in giggling. She was clearly nervous, but it was comforting to hear her infectious laugh. That, at least, felt normal. They met about a year ago, neighbors moving in on the same day. She had a kind face. If she wore makeup, it wasn't enough to notice. She was an inch taller, had brown eyes and long blonde hair–brilliantly shining blonde–always in a ponytail. Her face seemed to have only two states: stern concentration or an easy smile. She had a solid aspect to her figure but wasn't fat. Her tight jeans revealed strong legs and a substantial bottom that her height proportioned nicely. A baggy flannel shirt hid any details about her breasts. Although Jake tended to be shy, an endless conversation began during their second shared elevator trip. Her name was Aine, but she went by Anna. She liked hiking and tinkering with electronics. They both just moved into town and it was their first time living on their own. Anna did some kind of computer engineering work that sounded much cooler than the business analysis work he did. They both used Excel spreadsheets extensively for work and shared many of the same frustrations with its quirks. They liked a lot of the same video games and movies and had plenty to talk about. That first night they shared take-out at Jake's place, which was the start of Anna's habit of visiting constantly. Jake insisted on paying. To repay him, the next night Anna made dinner in his kitchen. Jake then reciprocated the following night. Neither of them was a very good cook, but it worked out. They ate dinner together nearly every day, alternating cooking and cleanup. Anna declared it was more efficient to share food between two people. She also decided Jake's pot, pan, and dish situation was better than hers, so they used his kitchen. Jake gave her the spare key to his apartment and she came and went as she pleased. He started to develop real feelings for her. This stopped when, after a week hanging out together, Anna mused on the merits of their relationship. “I'm glad we're neighbors,” Anna said that day. “We've only known each other a week, and yet I already feel like we've been friends for years.” “I feel the same way,” Jake had said. “Best of all,” she added in a moment burned into his memory, “Is we don't have a trace of romantic tension between us. We're free to just be friends without all that bullshit.” Jake let her comment pass without challenge. What else could he do? But it was a blow. All his romantic and erotic fantasies about her fizzled, impossible to sustain if she didn't feel the same. At least he did genuinely like her, mostly. The “mostly” came down to her presumptuousness. She saw that, obviously, it made sense for them to share Jake's kitchen. Obviously, it made sense for her to set up her electronics workbench in Jake's apartment, and hadn't even asked him. He didn't complain because he liked their dinner arrangement and liked seeing her build crazy electronics. She wasn't wrong in her actions; he just wished she'd ask first. Watching movies, playing video games, and discussing politics solidified their friendship. Jake was eventually able to suppress most of his unwelcome feelings about Anna. He tried his best to think of her as just a friend. A pal. Which made this request so upsetting. He was dismayed to find that his efforts over the past year had only hidden the shameful ember of carnal desire in his heart. Her words now rekindled it into a bright flame, unthinking and ravenous. He refused to let it burn this person he cared about. “Anna, wait.” Jake was surprised to hear the words coming out of his mouth. Concern returned to her face. “Are you sure about this? It's not that I don't want to see, you.” “Then why don't you shut up and let me show you?” Anna asked, laughing nervously. “Believe me, I'm wondering myself. I just, we've been neighbors for almost a year now, and I like to think we've become friends. However, I never got the sense you saw me as more than a friend, so this whole ‘I want you to see me naked' thing is a bit of a surprise. Not an unwelcome surprise, but, well, can you please spell it out for this dummy?” Anna looked down and sighed. “You're right, I owe you an explanation. Please, please be patient with me. This isn't easy.” “Deal,” Jake said in agreement. He leaned back on the couch and crossed his arms and legs in an exaggerated manner. “I'm extremely patient.” Anna took a deep breath. “When I was eighteen I had my first serious boyfriend, Andrew. We were making out, and I let him take my shirt and bra off. It was a mistake. He was a mistake. I don't know what I saw in him. The thing is, I have inverted nipples.” Anna turn away from Jake and began to shyly fidget. “He freaked out when he saw them. He didn't want to touch them anymore, didn't want to touch me. Looking back, I think he was just a nervous kid frightened by something he didn't understand. Still, it really hurt.” “Fucking hell, Andrew. What a massive asshole,” Jake said. Anna's face showed relief at his reaction. “Yes,” she agreed, “especially when he told his friends and started calling me ‘NN anna' for 'No Nipple Anna.'” “No way!” Jake said. “What the fuck?” “High school can be rough, right? It's not even accurate. I have nipples, they just go in instead of out. I think the whole school eventually heard. Plenty of people 'accidentally' called me Nnanna, even a teacher once. I was devastated at the time, but I've tried to forget about him, about his reaction, about the taunting. I've dated a few guys over the years, though I've always ended it before things got, intimate. I've come to realize, on some level, I'm still ashamed of my body. I'm still afraid of a repeat of Andrew's reaction.” “That is some bullshit. No person should be ashamed of their body.” “Yes,” Anna agreed. “Intellectually, I know that. I've been telling myself for years. My trouble is the difference between knowing in my head and really feeling it in my heart. That's what I'm hoping you can help me with.” “Got it,” Jake said. “You want to show me your breasts, so I can NOT freak out.” “Exactly! Which sounds silly when you say it out loud. I know this is a weird favor to ask, I just, I feel safe with you.” Doubt returned to her face. “It's totally okay if you'd rather not do this. I don't want to guilt you into this.” “Anna, it's okay. Thank you for explaining. I understand, I think.” “Oh, come on, it's not a big deal,” Anna said, trying to sound casual. “Right?” Jake shook his head. “I disagree,” he said. “A friend sharing something deeply personal and fraught with shame, trusting me. It's a big deal.” Anna gazed into Jake's eyes, her breasts dominating his thoughts as they rose and fell with her breaths. He wondered if he saw more than friendship flickering in her eyes, but then it vanished. “Thank you,” she said. “Now that we've reached an understanding and decided on a course of action, we have another problem: I don't see how I can work up the courage to actually, um, do it.” Her voice got very quiet at the end as she looked down and chewed her lip. “It just seems impossibly weird and awkward to undress in front of you.” She gave his arm a gentle shove like she did when they played video games. Jake thought for a second. “Well I'm certainly not going to pressure you. But if you're set on doing this, then I have a suggestion: What if we both pretend you're fully clothed? I'll set up the video game. When you're ready, you come in dressed however you want, and we'll both just pretend everything is normal. We can play Mario Kart like we planned, all very normal and unremarkable.” Jake couldn't help smirking a little bit at this last sentence. Anna's face brightened. “I like that idea. That might work.” Jake stood up. “Off you go, then,” he pointed at his bedroom. “I'll just set up the game and you can join me when you're ready.” He faced the TV and grabbed the remote. “I hope you are prepared to get trounced,” he added. Anna departed for his bedroom. Jake's heart raced, and his hands trembled a bit. He tried some deep slow breaths. They didn't help much. He visualized the bedroom door behind him and the woman he expected to emerge any second. Jake was ashamed to feel an erection start at just the thought of seeing Anna's breasts. His friend was trusting him to help her! He had to master himself and come through for her. He had to. He heard Anna take a quiet step into the open doorway behind him. He dared not turn around. On an impulse he pulled his own shirt off and tossed it. While he was very aware his own skinny chest was completely unremarkable, he hoped this would make her a bit more comfortable. Then he did something he knew she hated. “I hope you don't mind, I'm just going to start the race. I'm choosing your character, yes, Bowser on the biggest car so you can't do anything but go in a straight line…” Anna's hand snatched the controller out of his as she dropped beside him on the couch. “Don't you dare!” she said, laughing. Jake kept his eyes locked on the TV screen, trying to act casual while his mind reeled at the bare breasts just visible at the corner of his eye. She had done it! Part of him wanted to turn and stare directly at the first bare breasts he'd met in person. A bigger part of him was simply proud of his friend's courage. She'd identified a source of needless shame and took steps to overcome it. Jake wanted to make this a positive experience for her. That didn't mean he didn't take in as much as he could without looking directly. In addition to taking off her shirt and bra, she had taken out her ponytail. She parted her hair on either side of her head, and let it fall down her front. Through this inadequate screen of hair he thrilled at an impression of pale roundness, and maybe a hint of pink? It helped to have the game to concentrate on, though his playing was shit. Anna was never one to sit still and just push buttons on the controller. She moved her whole body with each turn of the race car. He kept his gaze glued to the TV even though her constant movement tickled the outskirts of his vision mercilessly. After several races, Jake started to feel close to normal. His game-play was back up to the level of “respectable.” His erection calmed down. He still hadn't gotten a look at Anna's bare breasts sitting right next to him, but he also no longer had to struggle to keep his eyes locked forward. He felt relaxed and happy, having fun with his friend. More than happy, he felt buoyant. It was as if Anna's bare chest was a beacon radiating warmth, bathing his heart in contentment. Just knowing that she trusted him with this made him feel closer to her. When Anna won the next race, Jake decided to check on her. He put the controller down, tilted his head far back on the couch to make it clear he could only see the ceiling, and leaned in her direction with one hand to his mouth in a conspiratorial gesture. Whispering, he said, “How are you doing?” Anna mirrored his pose and whispered in response. “Really good, actually. How are you doing?” “Really good, too,” Jake said, afraid to reveal how much more than just 'good' he felt. Anna nodded slightly and then she sat up and resumed talking in a normal voice. “I'm going to get us glasses of water.” And with that she stood up and walked to the kitchen. Jake took in the sight of her bare back as she walked away from him. She was beautiful. He longed to touch her and hated himself for it. Momentarily, she would be walking back toward him, and he had to keep his eyes on the TV. He had to. She returned from the kitchen with two glasses of water. Instead of sitting she stood directly in front of him, blocking the TV, and held one out. Jake's efforts at gaze discipline went out the window as he was forced to look up at the glass, which she held at the exact elevation to be in line between his eyeballs and her breasts. Jake did his best to keep his eyes moving up to her face where he looked her in the eyes and said a hoarse “thank you” as he took the glass. Anna tilted her head far back to take drink. With her eyes toward the ceiling, Jake understood she was giving him permission to look. Jake's eyes widened as he took in the sight, and his composure left him. The rest of the room faded out of existence as his brain took in every detail. The slightly tan color of Anna's face and arms was thanks to the sun, for her bare shoulders and upper chest were paler. Her breasts were paler still and revealed a faint tracery of blue veins around her shapely contours. Her hair covered the promised inverted nipples, though he could see the edges of puffy pink areolas. On the one hand, this was just another part of his friend's body. His friend Anna happened to be a woman, women have breasts, and these were simply Anna's breasts. Up close like this, Jake could see the subtle details on her skin. The fine hairs, sprinkling of moles, and minor asymmetries stressed the reality of what he beheld, in contrast to the airbrushed breasts in porn. Intellectually, Jake knew in the big picture all breasts, all bodies, were ultimately unremarkable. On the other hand, Jake couldn't help feeling these particular breasts were magical beacons of beauty, acceptance, trust, and intimacy. Anna's breasts emanated waves of warmth that bathed his heart in joy and evoked feelings of affection and protectiveness. It pained him to think of all those years of being ashamed of her body, avoiding physical intimacy for fear of rejection. After an eternity of taking in this sight, Anna sat on the couch again. He fastened his eyes on the TV and tried to regain his composure. Jake felt a flash of pain on his arm as Anna playfully hit him with the back of her hand. “Come on, slowpoke, press 'A' so we can start the next race. I'm enjoying destroying you.” “Oops,” Jake said, resuming the game. And then, feeling daring, he added: “I don't know where my mind was.” It was hard to tell without turning his head, but he thought he saw her smile. They played a few more races until it was their usual bedtime for a work night. Anna stood up. “Well, we both have work tomorrow. Better call it a night.” She walked into Jake's bedroom and then returned dressed normally. The light in the room felt weaker without the shining warmth of her bare breasts. He fought to hide his disappointment. “G'night,” she said, walking to the door. Jake leaped up to meet her at the door. “Thanks for the fun evening,” he said. Then, his face reddening, “I mean the Mario Kart.” Anna laughed, her face blushing too. “Thank YOU!” Then, hesitating, “for everything.” When the door closed behind her, Jake's apartment felt cold, lonely, and dark. The next day at work, Jake had trouble getting anything done with visions of Anna's breasts dancing in his head. He missed the feeling of being with her when she was topless. But on his way home, a new worry arose: How awkward would it be when he saw her again tonight? There was no going back to how things had been before. Opening the door to his apartment, he heard Anna working in the kitchen. “Hey,” Jake called out. “Hey yourself,” Anna answered from the kitchen. Jake relaxed when he saw she was wearing a shirt, though not without a pang of disappointment. What had he expected? Idiot. Anna cut vegetables, wearing the circuit-board-print apron she liked. “Get the waters, I'm almost finished.” Jake tried to act normal but couldn't stop thinking about her breasts as he set the coffee table in front of the TV. Anna put down plates of chicken salad and sat beside him on the couch. Normally, at this point they would watch something on TV while they ate. The remote control was on the arm of the couch next to Anna, ignored. “How was work?” Anna asked. “Oh fine, pretty normal,” Jake lied. “You?” “Actually,” Anna said, “I had trouble focusing at work today.” She paused there, as if giving Jake an opportunity to say more. “To be honest,” Jake admitted, turning to look her in the eye, “I had the same problem.” “Was there something on your mind?” Anna asked. “Technically two things were on my mind,” Jake said. Anna burst out laughing. Relieved, Jake laughed too. “I want to thank you,” Anna said, “for being so patient with me last night. And kind. I was close to running out of the room in tears. You helped me keep it together.” She took his hand. “That was very kind of you. I feel like a burden of shame was lifted. Thank you.” Jake blushed. “What I hadn't expected, though…” Anna looked down. “What I hadn't expected was how much I enjoyed it.” Anna slowly raised her eyes to meet Jake's. Panic came rushing back. Did she want to do it again? Did Jake want that? Confused thoughts swirled in his head. Did he want to kiss Anna? Yes, but she didn't want that. Did he feel romantic thoughts about her? Yes, but she didn't want that either. Did he want to see her breasts again, despite all his misgivings? Yes. Most definitely yes. “Did you…” Anna was studying his face. “Did you enjoy it, too?” “YES!” Jake blurted out, not exactly playing it cool. Anna smiled. “Do you, do you mind if we do it again?” “I would love that,” Jake answered. Anna hesitated. “It made me feel better when you took your shirt off first.” Jake nearly tore his shirt in his rush to pull it off. Anna's eyes on his chest made his skin feel warm. After a moment of staring, Anna started to unbutton her shirt. Feeling emboldened by Anna's unguarded staring at him, Jake watched her fingers work. The anticipation was intense, and he felt a reckless swelling between his legs. “Excuse me,” Anna said sternly, “my eyes are up here.” Jake blanched and tore his gaze up at the ceiling, his heart pounding in panic and his dick shrinking in shame. Incoherent apologies spilled out of his mouth as he tried to repair the damage his eager eyes had done. “Whoa, whoa, it's okay, I was just joking!” Anna said quickly. “I've never seen anyone go so pale. Are you okay? Jake, you didn't do anything wrong. The whole point is for you to look at me.” She grabbed his shoulders. “Jake, please, I'm sorry, I was only trying to be funny.” She gently pulled on the back of his head until it was tilted down at her chest again. “Your respectful instincts are part of why I trust you. It's okay. I want you to look.” He watched her shirt rise and fall with each breath, and eventually his breathing matched hers. Anna released his head and resumed unbuttoning. She wasn't wearing a bra. After the last button, she put her hands down. With a deep breath, Anna looked Jake directly in the eyes and with a quick motion pulled her shirt open. Anna's bare breasts brightened the room. Jake's greedy eyes took in more details from this first unobstructed view. Her left areola had a small mole on the perimeter at the six o'clock position. In the center of each impossibly pink areola were puffy little slits where the skin of her nipples folded inside instead of out. They were beautiful. Jake looked up to Anna's face with a big grin on his face. She was smiling too, though still nervous. She covered her breasts with her hands. “Sorry, it's just…” She looked down in thought. “It's intense, being looked at.” Jake was sorry to see her breasts covered, but sorrier she seemed upset. “What if we get dressed again and continue like normal, then?” Jake said, suggesting the exact opposite of what he wanted. “It's okay, you know.” Anna shook her head. “Oh, I didn't mean that. I don't, I don't want that. I just needed a little break.” Then, quieter, she added, “I like this.” Jake knew he needed to walk a fine line to balance Anna's feelings, their friendship, and his desperate need to get as much time with her breasts as possible. He also needed to occupy her hands with something. “I do, too.” Jake said, turning on the TV. “I also like schooling you in the ways of the Kart,” he said, holding out a controller for her. Their routine went back to normal, the only difference was neither of them wore shirts. Jake became accustomed to the sight of Anna's bare breasts, and eventually was even able to stop worrying about where his gaze landed. Anna didn't seem to mind him looking, though he tried not to stare. The exception was when she sometimes fell asleep while they watched a movie. Jake hated himself for violating her trust, but he couldn't help himself. The bluish light from the TV flickering over her breasts in the dark room was more engaging than any movie. He was even able to stop having an erection constantly, much to the relief of his confused dick. Jake assumed this trend would continue until her breasts made no impact upon him at all. He was wrong. There was just so much to admire about them. How they moved when she walked, when she breathed, when she laughed. Anna seemed to like being topless as well. She never seemed quite as happy as she did when her shirt was off. After a few weeks, Anna started coming by before work, too. She said she wanted to get better about exercising properly and invited Jake to join her. She would come by early in the morning, un-showered in her sleep shirt and sweatpants, hair pulled into a messy pony tail. As soon as the door to his apartment closed, she would pull off her shirt and fire up the exercise video game program. They would stand beside each other in front of the TV doing the routines, her breasts moving in all kinds of interesting ways. Jake wondered if she wouldn't be more comfortable with a sports bra, but she never seemed to mind, and he certainly didn't either. One day a plumbing problem in her apartment resulted in the walls of her bathroom being torn open during repairs. He offered his shower to her, and she began using it after exercising each day. And of course, since she was at Jake's apartment in the morning anyway, why shouldn't she eat breakfast there too? In this way Jake ended up with an apartment-mate in every way but one: She did not sleep there. Normally Anna wore jeans, except for the mornings when she arrived in sweatpants. The first evening she came by in shorts was the first time he saw her legs. Jake found himself distracted by her bare thighs, solid and well-proportioned with her figure. Spring was turning into summer and the days were getting warmer. He supposed that's all it was. June brought the first hot day of the year. All the windows were open with a complicated arrangement of fans to get the air to circulate. They both sat on the couch watching a dumb show, drinking ice water, and sweating. “It's so hot,” Anna said. “Every stitch of clothing is a burden. Would you mind if I stripped down to my underpants?” Jake took a long sip of ice water to stall as he thought of how to respond. “You don't have to take your shorts off too,” Anna continued, “though you're welcome to. This heat is unbearable, don't you think?” Jake agreed it was hot, though he also knew it wouldn't make much difference whether their shorts were on or off. What was she up to? He was strongly tempted to call her on the weak ruse and deal with it directly. He remembered that when she first wanted to bare her breasts to him, she was only able to manage it because he played along as if everything was normal. Jake supposed it depended on whether he wanted to see her in panties. The growing hardness between his legs both answered that question and presented a problem. If she took her shorts off, he would feel obliged do the same. But his briefs would do little to conceal his excitement. Feeling a little frustrated, Jake decided to stop trying to hide it. She wanted to share more of her body? Well, his body had a penis, and sometimes it had a mind of its own. If it made her uncomfortable, she could tell him. “Way too hot for shorts, agreed,” he said. Jake stood up and unbuttoned his shorts. He took them off, folded them, and placed them neatly on the side table. He resumed his seat, slouching on the couch in front of the fan, a bulge rather obviously straining against the fabric of his briefs. Jake pretended to be interested in the TV. He was pretty sure he saw Anna looking at his crotch for a second. Then she also stood and removed her shorts, revealing plain black panties. After a while, Jake's body calmed down and things felt normal again. They sweated their way through the end of the show and parted for sleep as usual. The next morning when Anna arrived for their workout, even though it was not nearly as hot, she stripped down to her panties again. Jake followed her lead and they exercised wearing only briefs. From then on, and without further discussion, stripped to briefs was the new normal. Jake started to doubt his guess of her motives. Perhaps it really was just a temperature thing and Anna wasn't working up to revealing more. The issue was resolved Friday evening after dinner. It was another uncomfortably hot evening. Anna sat next to him on the couch wearing her new normal outfit of nothing but panties (royal blue today) and a concerned look on her face. Jake sat up and turned off the TV. She looked like she had something to say. “What's the matter, Anna?” She hesitated, then said, “Do I embarrass you?” Jake laughed. “What are you talking about?” Anna looked unsure of herself as she spoke, “When I first wanted to show you my breasts, it was to overcome a particular insecurity.” “Stupid fuckin' Andrew,” Jake said. “Yes, stupid fucking Andrew,” Anna agreed. “And I'm so grateful you agreed, because it has changed how I feel about myself. I didn't realize how much that shame was weighing on me. I really think I've moved past that.” She looked down in thought. “But you may have noticed I haven't been inclined to put my shirt back on.” Her face reddened a bit at this. “What I hadn't anticipated was how good it would feel. Is that weird?” “I don't know if it's weird,” Jake answered. “But I feel the same way. I like hanging out with you like this. It just feels, right. It feels good.” Anna's eyes brightened at this. “I was hoping you felt the same way, but sometimes I doubt myself and wonder if I'm just being ridiculous. I'm afraid you're rolling your eyes at me while I prance around topless.” Jake laughed again. “Impossible. Never! Anna, ugh, you're right, it is weird to talk about this.” He took a deep breath. “Anna, it gives me joy to be with you, my friend. And it gives me like a hundred-times joy multiplier to be with you with our clothes off.” Now Anna laughed. “Joy multiplier? Sounds like you've been playing too many video games.” She thought for a moment before shrugging. “But I suppose that's as good a description as I can come up with too.” “Then we're good?” Jake asked, “You're okay?” “Yes, thank you,” Anna said, though she obviously had more on her mind. She cleared her throat. “I can't help wondering, would it feel even better to just be, you know…” As she spoke, her voice got softer and softer, until it was a barely audible whisper, “, completely naked?” Jake had been anticipating this, and secretly hoping for it, ever since she first took her shorts off. He had suspected topless wasn't the final destination, but he dared not believe it till now. He did his best to fight the growth of his troublesome, eager dick. He desperately wanted to avoid messing this up, and he thought he knew her well enough now to plot the right course. Before his courage faltered, Jake stood up and pulled his briefs down. For the first time in his adult life, he was completely naked before a woman. His dick was in a state of tension, fighting between arousal and his mental urging for calm. Jake hadn't planned it this way, but he was pleased with how it turned out: A bit large, though still limp and non-threatening. It was the best first impression he could manage. “Like this?” Jake asked. He busied himself with carefully folding his underwear and putting it aside, while in his peripheral vision he saw Anna looking between his legs. Without waiting for an answer, he handed her a game controller as he sat back down and looked at the TV. Starting up the game was just the motivation Anna needed. Without a word she also stood up, removed her panties, and sat back down to play. Jake could tell there was a triangle of brown hair between her legs, though he couldn't make out any more detail. For the rest of the evening they both played video games like normal, pretending they weren't completely naked with each other for the first time. Jake's only real struggle was keeping a lid on how incredibly happy he felt. Neither of them played particularly well. There was a lot of laughing and pretending everything was normal. At the usual time, Anna dressed to return to her apartment, giving Jake a good view of her bare bottom as she bent over to put on her panties. Then she was gone, and Jake was left wondering if completely naked was the new normal. He got erect at the thought and didn't bother trying to stop it as visions of her pale bottom and triangle of brown hair danced in his mind. It still felt awkward, but the arousal couldn't be denied. With Anna's face blocked by the magazine, Jake dared to watch as her thighs pulled apart and revealed his first direct view between her legs. From the triangle of hair above, over the long cleft marked by full hairy lips, down to the obscuring darkness below, his greedy eyes took it all in. Her knee kept moving and continued until her thighs were perpendicular to each other. To Jake's amazement, this pulled apart her outer lips just a little and revealed the smallest bit of pink. Frozen in fascination, Jake stared with all his might at what Anna was revealing to him. Years of looking at porn had given him a good idea of what to expect, yet at the same time it was so delightfully and uniquely Anna. What a beautiful woman! He ached to touch her, to care for her, and was grateful she couldn't hear these ridiculous thoughts. With alarm he realized he was extremely, intensely erect. She would be reading part of his mind if she saw this erection, and he regretted it didn't communicate the affection and tenderness that was also in his heart. He felt ashamed at his sexual feelings, though these low emotions were not enough to override the elation he felt. “It's okay to tell me if it's gross,” Anna said, keeping the magazine in front of her face. It took several seconds for the words to penetrate his reverie. “I'm sorry, what?” was all Jake could manage. “My vulva. I know it's pretty gross, and it won't hurt my feelings if you prefer I, sit in a more ladylike manner.” “It's beautiful!” Jake blurted, throwing out the window all hope of playing it cool. Anna lowered the magazine and Jake met her skeptical gaze. Jake reddened and looked away. “I thought we were accepting each other as we are,” Jake said to the floor. “You are a good and kind person to the core, and my friend. How could any part of you be 'gross'?” Jake felt her foot on his shoulder as she gave him a shove. “You're not so bad yourself,” she said. Jake looked up to see her smiling before she brought the magazine back up in front of her face. Did he catch her glancing at his impossibly hard erection before the magazine came up? Her legs returned to their perpendicular position and then stretched open even wider than before as she settled, inviting Jake to gaze upon the delicate pink petals of her beautiful flower. By the time she left for bed that evening, there was nothing left of Jake's mind but a loop replaying the glorious image. After brutally destroying him in Boulevard Battler IV, Anna put down the controller. Bringing her knees together and pointing them toward him, she tucked her feet beneath her and rested an elbow over the back of the couch. “Jake, can I ask you a personal question?” Jake mirrored her position, so they were facing each other. His eyes were practiced now at taking in the sight of the top of her bush and her beautiful breasts without lingering, and his dick remained calm in the face of her nakedness. He was feeling quite confident in his mastery of his own arousal until he looked her in the eyes. Something about her earnest expression touched his heart, and this in turn brought a hint of swelling between his legs. He was a long way from mastery. “Of course,” he answered. “Anything.” “I don't mean to pry, and it's okay if you don't want to answer, I don't mean to offend you, and–” “Anna!” Jake interrupted, shaking his head. “It's me. Just ask.” Anna looked down. “Do you ever, you know…” “Yes?” Anna brought her face back up to meet his gaze. “Do you ever look at porn?” Jake burst out laughing. Anna did not join in, looking confused. “Sorry,” Jake said, forcing himself to stop laughing. “I wasn't expecting that question.” Anna looked at him silently, awaiting an answer. “Well, yes, of course I do. Why?” “Then you've seen lots of naked women?” “Loads.” “Have you ever seen, breasts, like mine?” “Never!” Jake answered confidently. “Every woman's breasts are unique, your beautiful breasts included.” “No, I mean my inverted nipples. Do you ever see nipples like mine?” “Oh. Sometimes. Not often.” “Were they, attractive?” “Definitely!” Anna looked doubtful. “It's true! I've seen some incredibly beautiful models with inverted nipples.” Anna looked down for a second, and then back at Jake. “Show me.” Jake returned her gaze. This didn't feel right. “Look, Anna, are you sure? I mean, you don't need me to search the internet.” Anna looked away again. “I actually do. I tried, but…” she said, exasperated, “it got overwhelming fast. I was hoping you could do some, well, some curating for me.” “Or you could just take my word for it,” Jake argued. “Inverted nipples are beautiful! Be confident in that.” Anna looked at him intently. “Show me.” “Okay, if you insist.” Jake fetched his laptop and resumed his seat, facing Anna so she couldn't see his screen. “Give me a minute to find some.” Jake remembered one particular model with fascinating breasts. Dark hair, bright blue eyes, and impossibly round large breasts with strikingly inverted nipples. Jake felt relieved his dick was behaving for a change, thanks to this awkward situation. “Here is a good one, if you want to see,” Jake said. He shifted to sit normally on the couch and casually pulled the laptop over his crotch as a precaution. Anna sat right next to him, the side of her body pressed against his. Jake was glad to be covered by the laptop because the contact with her skin caused things to start to swell beneath the computer. He tried to ignore it. “She's beautiful,” Anna said, clicking through the series of pictures. Anna's clicks on the laptop touchpad moved it very slightly against his growing arousal. “She is,” Jake agreed. “Her breasts are huge!” Jake laughed. “Yes, but look at her nipples.” “You're right, they're pretty similar to mine. Do all porn models shave their pubic hair like she does?” Anna asked. “Definitely not all. Many do,” Jake answered. “I wonder what it feels like,” Anna said. “Do you think it's cooler? This summer is so hot.” “I have no idea,” Jake said. “I've never tried it.” Anna was thoughtful for a moment. “I'm curious what it's like. If I shaved my pubes, would you shave yours?” The thought of seeing Anna shaved bare seemed like the most appealing idea in the world. He didn't care one way or another about shaving himself, but if that was the price for getting her to shave, he would gladly pay it. “Sure!” Jake said. “Why not? Anything is worth trying in this heat.” “There's one thing, though,” Anna said hesitantly. “I'm nervous about wielding a razor in such a tender place when I can't see very well down there. Would you, would you be willing to help me?” To be continued. By darrenr for Literotica

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Relieved to get your child back to school? It might actually be a RED FLAG.A child with autism or ADHD is already in a neurological, physiological and spiritual crisis.Adding the stress and demands of school when a child is in "the dark phase of autism" can harm your long term goal (independence, a life with less symptoms and a normal life.)I pulled my son from school for one year and focused ONLY on turning his symptoms around. Then THIS HAPPENED. He jumped straight into mainstream school with his friends, made friends, learned and ended up going to high school, pass exams, learn math...AND ENGLISH. The boy that had learned NOTHING for years and did not understand or retain anything.Do you know if your child is ready for school? Find help to make the right decision on the podcast today...Is your relief or temptation to get your child into mainstream school another attempt to run away from the message behind symptoms and your WAKE UP CALL?What if your could improve tantrums, learning, focus, retention and social skills WITHOUT the stress, EMF, noise, bullying and indoctrination in mainstream school?No matter what the situation is for you...You can solve the problem and get the best year for learning, focus and retention for your autistic or ADHD child. Send me an email at: contact@barefootautismwarriors.com after you've watched the video if you need someone to talk to..Here are 3 ways we can start turning autism symptoms around together, whenever you're ready... 1. Send me a voice message and get my feedback on your most pressing struggles. 2. Check out the free video series "The 5 hidden messages behind autism symptoms" and find your child's unique triggers. 3. Work with me privatelyIf you'd like to work with me directly to turn as many symptoms around as possible in my Autism Turnaround Coaching and implementation group..send me an email with "coaching" in the subject line and tell me how old your child is. I'll get you all the details.

Jennifer Lopez is feeling a sense of relief after filing for divorce from Ben Affleck, despite her initial reluctance to end their two-year marriage. Mariah Carey is enduring an unimaginable tragedy as both her mother, Patricia, and her sister, Alison, passed away on the same day over the weekend. Wendy Williams has been spotted in public for the first time in more than a year, making an appearance at a holistic store in New Jersey. Donny Meacham joins Rob! Don't forget to vote in today's poll on Twitter at @naughtynicerob or in our Facebook group.  See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Journalist, author and podcaster Ruthie Blum joins old friend Eve Harow in a very frank discussion during this tense August in Israel. Relieved to be writing editorials so she can express herself freely, Ruthie still holds back if it will hurt the country. How refreshingly loyal, would that others did the same. They discuss motherhood, US politics and Hezbollah's attack on Sunday. Listen in if you like honesty.

Mark Chapman has reaction as Portugal beat Slovenia on penalties at UEFA Euro 2024. He's joined by Pat Nevin and commentator Ali Bruce-Ball. Catch Izzy Christiansen's thoughts as France edge past Belgium. And hear from Jordan Pickford and some of the written press inside the England camp.00:25 Redemption for Ronaldo 04:00 Diogo Costa penalty heroics 05:00 Feeling sorry for Šeško 07:00 Portugal to play France 09:20 France find a way as Belgium bow out 20:00 Steve Crossman in the England camp 24:15 Jordan Pickford: “We were in the trenches”

Last Saturday, stunning news broke out of Israel: four hostages had been rescued by the Israel Defense Forces in a daring daylight operation in central Gaza. Noa Argamani, 26; Almog Meir Jan, 22; Andrey Kozlov, 27; and Shlomi Ziv, 41, were liberated after 245 days in captivity. The first name, Noa Argamani, was one that many people recognized immediately. Everyone remembered the footage of Noa being kidnapped on the back of a motorcycle on October 7 from the Nova Music Festival, a look of terror on her face, reaching for help. Eight months later, it was hard not to see the footage of Noa's reunion with her father, crying in his arms, as anything short of a miracle. But it wasn't a miracle. It was the result of a complex and historic military operation that many are comparing to the raid on Entebbe in 1976. Not that you would have known that from the headlines. One BBC article was headlined: “Noa Argamani released.” A CNN chyron said the same. A UN official posted: “Relieved that four hostages have been released.” It was as if Hamas just handed them back to Israel and that was that. Other headlines focused on the Palestinians killed during the rescue, without mention of who started the gunfire, how many Hamas militants were killed vs. true innocents, who was holding the hostages, and of course, blindly quoting numbers given by the Hamas-run “Ministry of Health.” Reading many of the headlines over the last few days—or the Twitter posts claiming that the hostage raid was some kind of decoy for the IDF to kill Palestinians—felt like nothing new from the last eight months: more distortions of reality, more spinning of words, more half-truths or outright lies. The day after the news broke, thousands of protesters encircled the White House waving Palestinian flags and calling for the death of Zionists. “Hezbollah, kill another Zionist now.” “Stand with Hamas,” read one poster. Another sign read “LGBTQ—Let's Go Bomb Tel Aviv Quickly.” How did this come to be? How is it that progressives are openly siding with Iranian-backed terrorist groups and against the country trying to stop them? And why are so many people shocked by this moral inversion? Those are some of the questions Sheryl Sandberg has spent the past eight months asking. As Sheryl watched the horrors of October 7 unfold, she was sure that everyone would rally against these unspeakable atrocities—particularly after the reports of sexual violence and rape committed by Hamas started coming in. When she saw that people did not, in fact, rise against it, and worse—when people began denying that it even happened—she was stunned. Sheryl was particularly stunned that many of her would-be allies—prominent feminists and progressives in this country and around the world—stayed silent. This led her to make a documentary about the sexual violence of October 7 called Screams Before Silence. Sheryl described the film as the most important work of her life, which is saying something considering her substantial résumé.  When people think of Sheryl Sandberg, they think of a girlboss, corporate feminism, and coastal politics—wearing a power suit and campaigning for Hillary Clinton. She is, in other words, a normal Democrat. A normal liberal. But as major parts of the left side against Israel, and downplay or ignore or actually foment antisemitism, a lot of people who consider themselves normal liberals are asking themselves: What happened to liberalism?  The position that Sheryl finds herself in is relatable to many Americans, people who feel betwixt and between in a post–October 7 world where the very people they thought were their friends are proving themselves to be just the opposite. Today, Sheryl talks about this very fraught moment we are living in. She talks about her film, the silence from so many women's organizations and feminists, the denialism, how antisemitism is thriving in America, her changing Jewish identity, whether she feels politically homeless, and much, much more. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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