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Send Us an Email to Chat!This week we continue 90's Erotic Thriller month with Night Eyes! Bon Appetité!  You can watch Scorned on YouTube !!Follow us on Instagram:@Gaspatchojones@Homewreckingwhore@The_Miseducation_of_DandG_Pod@QualityHoegramming@MullhollanddazeCheck Out Our Website

Send Us an Email to Chat!This week we continue 90's Erotic Thriller month with Shannon Tweed in Scorned! Yes the movie Gary watched on the bus to Atlantic City with his mom. Tons of nudity and bird death! Bon Appetité!  

Episode 29: “A Woman Scorned”Potiphar's wife arranges for Joseph to be alone with her – but refusing her advances still brings great trouble to him and his friend Benipe. In the studio, a letter from young fan Morgan poses a special question for Max; and in Jenny's Corner, Miss Jenny poses an interesting theory on Joseph's fate – with a lesson for all of us. Featuring the audiobook “The Dreamer, the Schemer, & the Robe,” by Jenny L. Cote1:51 - A letter from young listener Morgan has the whole studio glued to it – with a special question for Max.8:51 – Chapter 28 – “A Woman Scorned”21:23 – Some puzzling questions lead us to some very wise answers from our author in Jenny's Corner.23:36 – Jenny's comments have all the hosts contemplating just how much God cares about every part of our lives. And as always – we'd love to hear from you! Email Jenny: Jenny@epicorderoftheseven.comBy the way - the audiobook, “The Dreamer, the Schemer,& the Robe: written by Jenny L. Cote, and narrated by Denny Brownlee, is available on Audible.com. To order your copy - Click here: adbl.co/3BPQ1Zy

Stupid News Extra 4-28-2025 ... Hell Hath No Fury Than a Woman Scorned

A teenage star. A powerful and influential agent. Scorned teammates facing questions of bullying. A club legend, now coaching, under pressure. The Lachlan Galvin - Wests Tigers contract story is fascinating on a number of levels.Featured: Nick Campton, journalist, ABC Sport. Subscribe to the ABC Sport Newsletter

Send us a textBeatrice reveals herself to the party, ready for the justice she has so long craved. But the heroes have yet to see how far her hatred has dragged her into the abyssGet in touch with us! Shoot an email to TheMadnessTable[at]gmail.com or shoot us a DM over on Discord, Twitter, Instagram, or Facebook!Enjoying the show? Buy us a cup of ko-fi! Loving the show? Become a monthly supporter over on Patreon and receive exclusive access to digital TMT content!Dungeons and Dragons 5th Edition playthrough of Out of the Abyss adventure module, written by Wizards of the Coast.Dungeon Master: William JohnstonAll NPCs: William JohnstonIndigo Honeydew: Andrew WalkerSephel: Brendan ProalScylla / Lara Whippen: Sam ConklinAUDIO:Ice Cavern | Tabletop AudioLatin Electro #10 | DmyraCosa Peluda | DmyraEndgame | Tabletop AudioBlackberry's Hedge | Secret JaneNerbuldar | Ambient MixerAnd Darkness Grew Like a Tree | Doctor TurtleNight Sky | Jar of FliesKevin Macleod | Air PreludeKevin Macleod | Dreams Become RealFind us on social! https://linktr.ee/TheMadnessTableor on our our website: https://themadnesstable.buzzsprout.com

George Diwakar - “I'd believe if…” It is easy to promise ourselves that we'd trust in Jesus if we had the right evidence. But Matthew 27:38-44 provides all the evidence we need: the death of the Lord Jesus in fulfilment of the Scriptures. Will we trust in him?

George Diwakar - “I'd believe if…” It is easy to promise ourselves that we'd trust in Jesus if we had the right evidence. But Matthew 27:38-44 provides all the evidence we need: the death of the Lord Jesus in fulfilment of the Scriptures. Will we trust in him?

In celebration of Women's Appreciation Month, we bring you the 7th installment of our series championing the gender with the most attitude and pure ferocity. Piss off a man; you can fight it out and then go have a pint at the pub. Piss off a woman, and you will pay for it 10-fold. In this episode we focus on women that truly rock; including several that will be attending this year's Rock n Pod Expo in Nashville, TN April 11-13! These are Ladies that play loud and heavy with attitude and… balls? What's this InObscuria thing? We're a podcast that exhumes obscure Rock n' Punk n' Metal and puts them in one of 3 categories: the Lost, the Forgotten, or the Should Have Beens. These ladies bring it, and you owe to yourself to check them out! We hope we turn you on to something new!Songs this week include:Jane And The Killer Queens – “Out For Blood” from Fuck, Marry, Kill - EP (2025)Fetchin' Bones – “Love Crushing” from Monster (1989)Year Of The Cobra – “War Drop” from Year Of The Cobra (2025)Drain STH – “Crucified” from Horror Wrestling (1998)Gentry Blue – “I Think I Might Be Crazy” from Fragments (2024)Goodness – “These Days” from 1995-1998 (2004)Valkyrie's Fire – “Ride Of The Valkyrie” from Ascension - EP (2024)Visit us: https://inobscuria.com/https://www.facebook.com/InObscuriahttps://x.com/inobscuriahttps://www.instagram.com/inobscuria/Buy cool stuff with our logo on it!: https://www.redbubble.com/people/InObscuria?asc=uCheck out Robert's amazing fire sculptures and metal workings here: http://flamewerx.com/If you'd like to check out Kevin's band THE SWEAR, take a listen on all streaming services or pick up a digital copy of their latest release here: https://theswear.bandcamp.com/If you want to hear Robert and Kevin's band from the late 90s – early 00s BIG JACK PNEUMATIC, check it out here: https://bigjackpnuematic.bandcamp.com/

Boss found standing over his employee with a gun in a McDonald's parking lot. Scorned woman vandalizes the wrong car! For more crime and justice news go to crimeonline.comSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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In today's devotional, Dr. Michael Youssef explains the double blessing that Christians receive when suffering for Christ. If you would like more insight into today's devotional topic, listen to Dr. Michael Youssef's sermon The Master's Manifesto, Part 8: LISTEN NOWPRE-ORDER NOW FOR YOUR GIFT OF ANY AMOUNTOne out of every seven Christians around the globe suffers intense persecution. As hatred toward followers of Jesus increases, we will be forced to either take a stand for Christ or retreat into cowardice. We will be forced to either proclaim our love for Jesus or deny our Lord. That's why Dr. Michael Youssef has written his newest book God's Final Call. In this timely teaching from Revelation 2-3, Dr. Youssef leads you through important warnings and uplifting encouragements from Christ Himself delivered in His seven letters to the seven churches of Revelation—words just as relevant today as they were to the first century church. Jesus' letters teach His followers how to live victoriously in times of peril and hostile opposition, so may we heed them closely as the world grows darker and more evil. Request your copy today for your gift of any amount!*Offer valid in US, UK, and Canada through April 5, 2025.

Paul London attempts to satisfy the White Rabbit; tensions between the Trios Champions are at an all-time high as they are forced to defend their titles against a dangerous opponent; Cage and Pentagon Dark's conflict explodes.

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On this episode of the Nickel City Soundtrack we interviewed Nick Brooks of It Dies Today and Frozen Ground. We talked to Nick about getting into hardcore and the rise and fall and rebirth of It Dies Today. We also talked to Nick about his latest project Frozen Ground. And as always we talked pizza. Enjoy and we will see you on the next one. Episode music is "Forever Scorned " by It Dies Today

On this episode of the Nickel City Soundtrack we interviewed Nick Brooks of It Dies Today and Frozen Ground. We talked to Nick about getting into hardcore and the rise and fall and rebirth of It Dies Today. We also talked to Nick about his latest project Frozen Ground. And as always we talked pizza. Enjoy and we will see you on the next one. Episode music is "Forever Scorned " by It Dies Today

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Preciousness is only revealed to one worthy of such things. By Erozetta. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. What's a girl to do when everyone has been hinting that her boyfriend is going to propose in front of his family on Christmas Eve?  Then, upon receiving my gift, instead of a ring I found a note. Not a promise of a ring to come, but a note folded to fit into the slot of a beautiful ring box that read: Rin, I've thought long and hard about this. I know you were expecting something else, but I think we should see other people. We've always been on different paths and I don't think long-term is going to converge those two wildly different walks of life. I would appreciate it if you kept up appearances until after we leave my family gathering. They're expecting me to propose, but I just don't feel it's the right move with you. We can pretend this is a placeholder then part after we get back home. So sorry,             Tommy I didn't pretend.I lifted my gaze to him as he had the gall to kneel on one knee in front of me while his family looked at me expectantly. The tears in my eyes were quickly found to be the unhappy variety as I said, “Are you fucking kidding me, you asshole?” Pushing him away from me, I dropped the note and box on the floor in front of one of Tom's brothers as I fled the cabin where his family was celebrating Christmas Eve. I noticed, during my escape, the oddly placed mistletoe hanging in the door frame past the front entrance. I was the only unrelated person present at this gathering, the image of expectant kisses should I get caught by his family under the decoration made me irrationally angry. I slammed the door behind me before running out into the snow. Mortified and put on the spot, I didn't really care where I went or how heavy the snowfall was. I headed down the driveway without grabbing my coat, or even my shoes. My heavy wool socks became soaked as the snow melted around my feet and I jogged away with tears burning my eyes as the cold wind threatened to freeze the evidence of heartbreak to my face. James, Tom's youngest brother, ran after me, quickly catching up and grabbing my hand to stop me. I pulled out of his grip and fell into the soft snow, laughing at the absurdity of the whole thing. James leaned over and picked me up. My protests fell on deaf ears as he lifted me over his shoulder and carried me back toward the cabin. I hit his back, pushed off of him, squirmed and tried to get him to drop me, but he held onto me with ease. He might've been Tom's younger brother, but he certainly wasn't smaller or weaker than the man I thought I was getting engaged to. “Put me down!” I snapped amidst a choked sob. James sighed and dropped me back to the ground a few hundred feet from the cabin, “It's freezing and there's nowhere to go for five miles in any direction unless you want to hang out with some lonely old local men that probably wouldn't even see you as human or a grizzly or two, should you decide to venture into the woods. My brother's an asshole, but the rest of the family ain't. Mom sent me after you and everyone is tearing into Tommy for breaking up with you the way he did.” I looked up into the sky as large fluffy snowflakes landed on my face and eyelashes, “So, are you offering to let me sleep in your bed instead?” I asked without shifting my eyes to him, “Or I can share a bed with your parents, I suppose.” “Tommy's on the couch, you're getting his room,” he replied with zero emotion to his tone. “Why's mistletoe hanging in the doorway?” I asked as James grabbed my hand and pulled me back to my feet before putting his coat over my shoulders. “What?” “I'm the only one in the house that isn't related to anyone else, so why hang mistletoe?” James huffed, “We don't actually use it. Mom likes how it looks.” I laughed, “Well, maybe I'll put that to the test and hang out under the mistletoe. See if anyone's willing to bite and help me get back at your brother.” The scowl that had been lingering on his face faded to a smirk as he glanced up at the house, “Is that an invitation to taunt my big brother, Rin?” My gaze lowered over his frame, “Older brother, J. Not so sure he's the bigger brother.” We headed back to the cabin, but before we went inside, he turned me and planted a gentle kiss between my cheek and the corner of my lips. “My brother's an idiot,” he whispered as he turned the knob and pulled me back into the warmth of the cabin. Tommy's mom was pacing inside the front entry and grabbed me, pulling me into a big hug. James stood aside and tilted his head as he watched me accept his mother's apology for her oldest son, “Dorin, I'm so sorry Tommy did that to you…” “Rin,” I said. “Please, Irene, call me Rin? I kinda hate my given name.” The older woman smiled and took my hand, “My goodness, you're freezing. Let's get you into some dry clothes.” I glanced back at James and smiled as his mother walked me through the front entrance and under the mistletoe. Wasting no time, he grabbed my hand and pulled me away from his mother. His lips were soft and wet on mine. They were also much warmer than mine as he closed his eyes and his tongue passed between my parted lips. Irene stared, her jaw-dropping open as her youngest son planted a much more intimate kiss than I'd anticipated on me. My hand lay against his jaw and cheek and I drew in a deep breath as he released me. James's gaze broke from mine and he turned to his mom, planting a kiss on her forehead. “She was under the mistletoe,” he said as he walked back into the living room. He smiled as he endured the penetrating glares of his other brothers, his father and a few aunts and uncles while Tommy scowled at me. Oh, he didn't like that. I smiled and Irene led me through the front room and into Tommy's room, where she closed the door and tilted her head. “Do… Rin,” she corrected herself, “I'm not happy with what Tommy did, but I also don't like the idea of taunting him with his younger brother…” I looked at the older woman as I opened a drawer and pulled out dry socks and warm pajamas for myself, “Then you should talk to James about it because I didn't know he was going to do that.” She nodded and left the room as I gathered the things I needed to shower. My fingers went up to my lips once she left, that wasn't only a show for his brother. There was something behind that kiss for James and I really wanted to know what. I showered while the family bickered. After my shower, I changed into my pajamas and went out into the living room. Sitting by the fire warmed me up a little more. I was by myself on the floor, uncertain of how to handle the giant pink elephant in the room. The feeling of pity emanating from Tommy's family was suffocating, but I didn't want to hide in the bedroom for the rest of this trip either. Their cabin was basically a log-mansion with giant windows giving breathtaking views of the Rockies, conifers and snow along steep ridges as far as the eye could see. Which wasn't far on that night as the storm was kicking up and limiting the view to the few trees surrounding the cabin. Tommy and Rick, one of his brothers, sat on the couch behind me. Their youngest sister, Jaime, came over to sit next to me as James sat on a chair nearby and one of their uncles stared at me from the front entryway, where the mistletoe hung. Leering old pervert. “You can do better than any of my brothers,” Jaime said as James came over to the couch and leaned over, swatting his sister on the head. “Ow,” she snapped with a laugh, “it's true and you know it.” “Doesn't mean you have to lay it out for her,” he retorted as he glanced at me. A soft blush covered my cheeks but the orange glow of the fireplace covered it. Jaime was older than me by a few years and younger than Tommy by a dozen. She was also James's ten-minutes-younger twin sister. My attention turned back to Tommy, but he intentionally looked anywhere but at me. It was dumb of me to think a suave and successful thirty-five-year-old was about to propose to a naive and immature twenty-year-old. But my family and friends thought it was going to happen. I'd been dating Tommy for a couple years and it started off with people calling me Tommy's flavor of the month. Nothing but a barely eighteen-year-old piece of arm candy to his friends and co-workers. Six months in, I graduated to flavor of the year. After a year there were whispers that he was getting serious about me. None of his other relationships lasted more than a few months at a time. As the two-year mark approached, the whispers of proposal began swirling even among his friends. I should've known better. I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up, but I did. It was easy to get into the mindset of that being a possibility since he'd never wanted to bring me to his family gatherings before. What else would make him change his mind about bringing me? Proposing made more sense than bringing me there to publicly dump me. “It's a bunch of dull old people bragging to each other. You'd hate it,” he'd said the year prior. Thinking the next year would be no different, I'd already made plans with friends when he called me up and asked me to come to the cabin with him to meet his family. Maybe that was the problem, they all liked me right away and started teasing him that I could do better even while I clung to his arm our first day there. It didn't take me long to start relaxing around them while it took a few dozen dates for me to get comfortable around him. Did he feel threatened by me liking his family? He had a ring box, so the ring had to be around somewhere, he simply changed his mind before giving it to me. Maybe he didn't want me to get comfortable with his family. I'd ruined it by joking with them instead of finding them to be the insufferable bores he made them out to be. I lay my head on Jaime's shoulder, “Would one of his sisters be more worthy of me?” I asked. Never felt a person stiffen so fast before. She stammered as she pulled herself away from me. James moved down to sit beside us. Jaime's cheeks were almost crimson and her eyes were wide as a deer's in headlights. I smiled, “I'm teasing. I'm only kinda into girls.” Tommy had sweat building on his forehead as I glanced back at him, “Into them enough to put on a show for Tommy's birthday this past year, though.” James put his hand on mine, “Oh, really?” he asked as he smiled at his brother, “Did you know part of this gathering will be celebrating my birthday?” “And mine,” Jaime said as she hit her brother's knee, “so don't get any gross ideas about a show…” James smirked, “Maybe a private show? A boy only turns twenty-three once in his life…” “Twenty-three isn't a special birthday,” Tommy snapped as he came around and took my hand, pulling me from between the twins. I yanked my hand away and fell onto my hands and knees before I lifted my head to look at him then turned to his brother, “When's your birthday?” “Twelve forty-one AM,” he said with a smile. “Christmas Day?” I asked. James nodded and Tommy reached out to me again and I smacked his hand away from me, “I'll wear a fucking bow,” I said before I got up and went into Tommy's room alone. I didn't hear the whole argument, but I know Jaime got between them more than once as she whined for them to knock it off. I should've gotten upset at Tommy for trying to control my interactions with his family after he broke up with me. But, honestly? I was horny from sitting between the twins and kinda enjoyed the idea of James's interest in me making Tommy jealous as fuck. Though, while I lay in Tommy's bed my mind was less on my ex being an ass and more on offering his younger siblings myself as a piece of ass. I fantasized about putting on a show for the twins where both took an intense interest in me. Making myself a tantalizing present for each of them as their hands and lips explored my body and I took my time with theirs. The thought of lying between them, James behind me and Jaime in front, her brother pushing into me as I kissed and fondled his sister was tantalizing. The icing on the cake, of course, would be Tommy sitting on the sidelines. His cock in a cage and unable to turn away as his siblings got me off in a way he never had. At least, not in a way he ever had without help from one of his side dishes. I guess it should've been a clue that I didn't get off unless he brought a girl home for me to help him fuck. Or, maybe it should've been a clue that he was bringing home girls for me to help him fuck. I was naive enough that when he said he wanted me to try new things I believed him. The girls he brought home were always older than me and often treated me like a pathetic little cunt until he finished with them and instructed them to get me off while he watched. Thinking you're in love can blind you to the most obvious red flags, I suppose. I didn't want to lower myself to Tommy's level of meaningless use of people for his own pleasure. But, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't intrigued by the idea of using James to get even with Tommy. I fell asleep with my mind on my ex watching me suck off his youngest brother, which led to a plethora of inviting dreams. I only felt partially asleep when a hand curled over my hip from behind and lips came down on the side of my neck. My thoughts were on James, but as the fingers slid beneath my pajama bottoms, I noticed they were slender, dainty. Then the moans against my neck were soft and feminine, as well. With my hand on theirs, I pulled them into the bed with me. I turned over, still in a fog of sleepy haze, to see Jaime biting her lip, her fingers frozen on my mound as her big brown eyes conveyed her fear of rejection. I reached out and ran my hand over her cheek, pushing her hair over her shoulder as I did so, “I don't love you or anything,” I said. She nodded and lowered her lips to mine, “Not asking you to love me, Rin.” Her voice was much deeper than I knew it to be. Something felt off as she lifted her eyes to meet mine and her thigh pressed between my legs while her fingers lowered, parting pussy lips and rubbing along either side of my clit. I closed my eyes and fought off a shiver. Her fingers were delicate and teasing. Jaime's head tilted to the side as I opened my eyes and watched her smile grow as her fingers entered me. “What do you want, then?” I asked, staving off a loud moan by whispering in a breathy exhale. She brought her lips down by my ear and pressed her knee to me, pushing her fingers tighter against my aching pussy, “To warm you up,” she whispered before kissing my jaw. My hips lifted to her hand, grinding myself against her palm as her thigh pushed tighter to me and my knee rubbed against her. My eyes fluttered between open and closed as my gaze lifted to her, “Warm me up?” I asked. She nodded then looked over her shoulder, “We want to make you forget all about Tommy, Rin.” James stepped forward and climbed onto the bed behind me. His fingers turned my head to him and his lips were on mine in a flash as I moaned. The bed depressed again and I opened my eyes mid-kiss to see Rick and Nate, Tommy's other brothers, climbing onto the bed. They pulled the blankets off me and helped their sister get my pajamas off. But, it was James who grasped my jaw and made me look at him as he brought his lips back to mine and parted them with his tongue. I turned over to him and began to grind on his knee. He smiled and moaned as his hand grasped the back of my neck. I moaned and felt him smile as he pushed closer to me, my thigh rubbing against the hardness between his legs. His deep voice was gentle in my ear, “Are you awake, Rin?” I was awake, I was certain of it. The feel of Jaime and the other two brothers faded and James's moan against my ear made me force my eyes open. My pajama-clad thigh was rubbing against his, still clothed, cock and my hands grasped his hip and behind his neck. The rocking of my hips seemed involuntary as I pressed myself to James's thigh, grinding myself against him. He pushed my hair from my face and a blush crossed my cheek, “I didn't expect you to pull me into bed with you,” he whispered as his lips brushed against my cheek. “I what?” “You were tossing and turning in your sleep, tears on your cheeks, so I put my hand on your shoulder to wake you up. You pulled me into the bed and started grinding on my thigh,” he groaned and I realized I still was. “Sorry,” I whispered and started to pull away from him. He grabbed my hip and pulled me back to him, “I didn't ask you to stop. I wanted to make sure you were awake. It felt like I was taking advantage without being certain.” “I…” James brought his lips to mine again and pulled my body tighter against his thigh as I resumed grinding myself against him. My own thigh rubbed against his cock as his hips matched my movements. A moan escaped my lips and he groaned as my hips bucked against him. My body trembled as he held me against him. When his lips pulled away from mine he pushed my hair away from my face again, “Feel better?” he asked. My cheeks were burning hot as my gaze connected with his. A quick nod made him smile. He was still hard against my thigh and he started to get up but I grabbed his hip and held him there, “I lied,” I whispered, “I don't feel better yet.” My hand slid over the waist of his jeans and along his lower stomach, “Rin…” his voice was soft as I unfastened his jeans and slid my hand into his underwear. He groaned as my hand wrapped around him and stroked upward, “I don't think you feel better yet, either,” I whispered as I looked up at him. James reached down and helped me get his jeans down around his thighs as his lips came down on my neck, “I'm close though,” he whispered as his lips dragged along my ear. I slid my body down his leg until my lips were even with his cock. I didn't anticipate how close he was as my gaze locked on his and I took his cock into my mouth. His cheeks flushed red and his hands grasped my head and neck, guiding me to take his dick as he groaned. My eyes watered and he yanked me down, the head of his cock lodged against the back of my throat as his dick twitched. A salty-sweet rush flooded my mouth. My stomach tensed as I swallowed, taking both the thick fluid and his cock into my throat. His moans got louder and his hands trembled as he gripped my hair. After a moment his grip eased and I pulled my lips from him, gasping and wiping the rogue trail of cum from my face as he smiled at me. James grabbed me and pulled me up into his arms, “My brother's going to hate me,” he whispered. “Your brother's going to be jealous. I never let him cum in my mouth.” James ran his fingertips over my cheek, “Is that all you never let him do?” A smile crossed my lips as I looked into his eyes, “I never let him fuck me without a condom on. Your brother's a bit of a slut.” He turned with me and got me onto my back, his hands ran over my soft pajamas before he undid the buttons on my top, opening it to reveal my breasts to him. My fingers curled beneath his balls and his lips came down on my right nipple. Between his sucking and the way my breast fit in the curve between his thumb and forefinger as he lifted and groped the lower swell, he made me ache for him. James's hands moved down my body and grasped my pajama bottoms, pulling them down my hips. He didn't even get them past my knees before his lips were on me and his tongue curled over my clit. My hips lifted to him and I gasped as he smiled. His fingers pushed into me as his tongue flattened and wriggled against the swollen and sensitive flesh. My hips rolled against his lips and my moans became a little louder before he lifted himself up my body to kiss me again. His mouth was wet with my flavor and I groaned as he pulled away from me. “Can…” “Fuck me, please?” I begged as I grabbed his hips and pulled him to me. He got my pajamas around my ankles before he climbed between my thighs and pushed himself into me. His lips were on mine, muffling my cries of ecstasy as his thick, bare dick pushed into me. The weight of his hands on my hips made me whimper. He pulled my body to him as much as he pushed into me. “James…” I whispered as his thrusts became hurried and his grip on me tightened. His lips muffled me but I couldn't help but moan, “God, fuck me.” His hips bucked into me and my hand slid between us, rubbing my clit as he kissed me and groped my ass. James lifted me to him and his lips moved, biting down hard where my shoulder met my neck. I cried out, my body trembling as my thighs gripped his hips and my pajamas fell off of one foot. My pussy rocked against him, pulling him deeper as my cunt contracted on his dick, squeezing and milking his cock into me as it twitched and he grunted in my ear. We collapsed onto Tommy's bed, James's dick still deep inside me as I stroked the back of his head and he kissed my neck. “Am I still dreaming?” I asked in a breathy gasp. My heart raced and sweat dripped along my body. His sweat or mine, I wasn't sure. James lifted his head, a big smile on his face as he rubbed my ass, “I really hope not because if you're still asleep, I'm in trouble.” His fingers trailed over my cheek as he looked up. I followed his gaze to the mistletoe that was now pinned above my ex-boyfriend's bed. James's lips came down on mine, “I guess,” he said before kissing me again. “We have to,” another kiss further delayed his comment, “uphold tradition ourselves.” My chest rose and fell in rapid succession as I tried to catch my breath. I blocked him from kissing me again, which made his lips shift course until they latched onto my neck. His biting and sucking on my sensitive skin was distracting. “This isn't a relationship,” I said as his hips pressed against mine. His hand slid up my outer thigh as he pulled me a little closer to him. “It will be,” he whispered before his lips connected with the back of my jaw. “No,” I moaned, “it's only rev-revenge,” I groaned as I felt him begin to rub in gentle circles between us, caressing and teasing my clit with his thumb. “It feels so good, though,” he whispered as his hips pushed toward mine again. He wasn't hard, but his lips connected with my neck again and I moaned. “Just…” he bit hard and I winced, “just revenge,” I repeated. “Just revenge,” he said in a softly mocking tone as his lips trailed back to mine. A gentle kiss to my lower lip before he pulled away, looked into my eyes and said, “You feel so fucking good, though, Rin,” made my heart flutter as a few tears streaked from the corner of my eyes. I didn't want this to be anything more than revenge, but he was finding it extremely easy to work me into wanting more with him. He was starting to get hard again and his lips came down on my left nipple as his hips began slow thrusts, “Rin,” he said as he closed his eyes and bucked his hips toward mine, “What else wasn't my brother allowed to do with you?” “He…” I groaned as his hips hit against my thighs hard, “wasn't allowed to…” My hips lifted and met his thrust, making me whimper and tighten my fingers on his shoulders. “Yes? What wasn't he allowed to do that I am?” My head shifted and I looked him in the eye, “Harder,” I choked out. His hips thrust harder against me and I whimpered as my body arched beneath him, “Something tells me you let him fuck you hard, Rin. What wasn't he allowed?” I gasped and lifted my hips. His thrusts were powerful and deep, pushing his brother's bed against the wall with each connection of our hips, “I don't know,” I cried out. James pulled out of me and turned me onto my hands and knees before pushing himself back inside. His dick hit deep and hard and my hand grasped behind his neck as he fucked me, “Was he allowed to have pictures of you, Rin?” I shook my head and he bit down on my shoulder before lifting his lips to my ear, “Am I?” An especially hard thrust made my knees weak as I trembled and a sudden rush of fluid sprayed from me, “Yes,” I moaned, “Fuck yes…” My voice trembled as he held me to him, unloading more cum into me as he sucked on my neck and grasped my body. James pulled me firmly against him, my back tight to his chest. With his arm around my chest and my head leaning back on his shoulder, he took photos of us. Many of his photos had his lips on my cheek or neck and my lips partially open with my eyes closed. He lowered his arm from my breasts and opted to tease my throbbing clit as I shivered, causing his cock to fall from me and a flood of his cum to fall onto his brother's bed and my thighs. He let go of me and I looked over my shoulder at him. The corner of my lip caught in my teeth as I blushed at him, “Not just revenge, right?” he asked. I shook my head. James smiled and got off the bed, fixing his jeans before picking me up. I wrapped my arms behind his neck and lay my head against his shoulder as he cradled me. He leaned down and whispered to me, “You can sleep in my bed, Rin.” “Your mom…” I started, but he rubbed my hip as he pulled the pajamas off my other foot and left them on the soiled bed. “Will understand.” He carried me out of Tommy's bedroom. Tommy was sitting up on the couch down the hall and James grasped me a little tighter, changing direction from the bathroom and moving toward his brother instead. My grip on James tightened as I was completely exposed from the waist down and had no doubt his cum was still leaking from and drying on my body. Tommy lifted his eyes as James carried me over and sat on the couch beside his brother with me still in his arms, “You can't…” Tommy started before James cut him off. “Despite what you complained to me about the other night, she has no trouble orgasming and your sheets need changing if you want to sleep in your bed.” Tommy's cheeks flushed red as he looked away from me and I scowled at him, “You said what?” I asked. “I never said…” Tommy started. “You told me ‘For someone so hot, she's a cold dead fish in the sack.' Was that to kill any interest Rick, Nate or I might muster up after you planned to break up with her? You knew she was going to be stuck here for days after you broke it off. Lonely, with three other guys she could hook up with on a rebound…” “She's my fucking girlfriend and you're my brother. You're not supposed to go after her…” “You broke up with her, right?” he asked Tommy. Tommy scowled but nodded. James smiled, “She's not your girlfriend anymore, then. For years you've given me nothing but hand-me-downs on my birthday. In all that time I never thought I'd genuinely say thank you for one. But thank you, big brother. I don't think there's a brand new expensive present available that will top your hand-me-down this year!” By Erozetta for Literotica

The FULL Bob Rose Show for Tuesday 12-10-24 after the acquittal of former Marine Daniel Penny, the hero who saved lives on a New York subway from a dangerous threat that resulted in a tragic death. In depth on the morning's biggest stories, plus the morning's breaking news on the Bob Rose Show

This season of Nightmare Next Door is over, but we've got another ID podcast we think you'll like called Scorned: Love Kills.Scorned: Love Kills is shocking, true stories about the dark side of love. In every episode, listen to reporters, law enforcement and psychologists investigate crimes of betrayal and murder, with direct audio from ID's hit TV show, Scorned: Love Kills. Listen to episode 1 of the new season now, and follow Scorned: Love Kills wherever you get your podcasts. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Isabella Storm isn't just an artist; she's a force of nature. Born from fire and forged through heartbreak, she takes every punch life throws at her and turns it into pure, unapologetic power. With a voice that commands attention and lyrics that cut straight to the soul, Isabella's music is a wild ride of raw emotion, fierce confidence, and spiritual depth. She's the girl in the leather jacket, smirking through the chaos, always coming out on top. Her sound? A battle cry for anyone who's been underestimated. Isabella's journey isn't just about surviving—it's about thriving, and she's doing it loud, proud, and on her own terms. Buckle up! The Yorkshire based artist is now unveiling the first single to be released from an upcoming EP due next year. The EP encompasses themes of heartbreak, with the songwriter sharing, “Cliche I know but heartbreak makes for great art. Scorned is the word someone used to describe my songs and I agree with them - an Aries scorned!!” Crafting anthems around being confident, a badass babe and claiming who you are, Isabella introduces listeners into her world with the empowering “CryBaby.” Produced by Andy Gannon (The Cortinas, Glass Caves, Robbie Williams, Aiko), “CryBaby” is an upbeat, energetic release that glows with vibrant synths, a move-inducing beat and powerful vocals that chant, “mummy didn't raise no quitter.”

Scorned lover opens fire while ex-girlfriend moves out of their home. Drunken football fan punches a mounted officer's horse! For more crime and justice news go to crimeonline.comSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Today's guest is Porscha Lewis. "As a prolific author with four award-winning novels under my belt, venturing into the world of film to bring my novel "Scorned" to life is a natural progression in my career. My desire to make a positive impact on my family drives my creative pursuits, as I strive to create a legacy of meaningful work. Amidst the chaos of life."Social Media: @Porscha_after_darkAuthor Porscha LewisBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/kickin-it-with-keke-life-love-all-that-other-sh-t--5060376/support.

Whaaatup and welcome back for Episode 90! This week we're bringing you aall of the headlines we've missed in the last few weeks and doing it on a shot clock. We bring you a tight 5 on Rodri's (controversial?) Ballon D'or, Ruben Amorim's appointment at Manchester United, and the title aspirations of Arsenal, Manchester City, and Liverpool. We round it out with some thoughts on the new Champions League format, and some updates on the MLS Playoff picture.Enjoy!

In this episode, Nick & Nick check in on Pittsburgh Penguins netminder Tristan Jarry and the first few games of his conditioning stint at the AHL level (1:12). They also discuss Rickard Rakell's hot start to the season and what it could mean for him as the year rolls on (9:21). Nick and Nick end the episode with a Pens Poll asking who fans blame THE MOST for the Penguins' slow start to the 2024-25 season (19:17). Tune In! Get your TOTIB Breast Cancer Awareness Month shirts! 100% of profits go towards breast cancer research and awareness!

WE'RE BACK!!  Thank you for allowing us to take a break while we opened new awesome chapters in life.   First we recap our experience at the Northwest True Crime fest and then dive into the case of the Broderick family that made national waves. 

Jamie Foxx claims Diddy was responsible for his hospitalization. Man vs Food star Adam Richman robbed. Family finds wrong body at loved one's funeral. Drunk wrong-way driver nearly hits Kamala Harris' motorcade. Chessmaster charged after punching videographer after loss. Scorned lover slashes boyfriend for trying to break up with her. Follow This Day in Crime on Social: X: @tenderfootTV, @thisdayincrime IG: @tenderfoot.tv, @thisdayincrime Episode Sources: Jamie Foxx breaks silence: Claims Diddy linked to his hospitalization and that he called the Feds The Express Tribune Man V Food star Adam Richman 'cleaned out by thieves' at M1 service station Sky News Grieving family finds the wrong body wearing deceased loved one's clothes at viewing NY Post Accused drunk, wrong-way driver almost hits Kamala Harris' motorcade in Milwaukee: shocking video NY Post Chess grandmaster, 17, arrested, expelled from tournament for punching woman after loss NY Post Scorned lover slashes boyfriend for trying to break up with her in Long Island home NY Post To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Scorned wife reveals she ate dead husband's ashes. Stolen Vienna Sausages lead to GA nursing home resident being stabbed in the chest. Washington woman calls authorities after finding over 100 raccoons outside her home demanding food. // SUPPORT by joining the Weird AF News Patreon http://patreon.com/weirdafnews  - OR buy Jonesy a coffee at http://buymeacoffee.com/funnyjones Buy MERCH: https://weirdafnews.merchmake.com/ - Check out the official website https://WeirdAFnews.com and FOLLOW host Jonesy at http://instagram.com/funnyjones

A woman creates a web of lies to manipulate her gullible fiancé' into executing his lover's entire family...the decent ends in a firey crash that claims 2 more lives. A man who butchered a woman, stabbing her 49 times, and said he 'Could've been a serial killer' is sentenced. And a 10yo goes on a joyride through a playground in a stolen vehicle. And it's not this pint-sized perp's first run in with the law either! Jennifer Gould reports. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Chapter 16 of Star Wars: Dark Force Rising (1992) (EU: 9 ABY) by Timothy Zahn. The Story So FarThe Empire and New Republic are scrambling for warships. After a messy skirmish over Sluiss Van, the New Republic's fleet has been decimated. With unexplained cash being deposited into Admiral Ackbar's account on the day of the Imperial attack, Ackbar is under arrest on suspicion of treason. While investigating the Churba Section, Han Solo discover a rogue militia and are taken to an undisclosed world. Led by Garm Bel Iblis, his militia may have a common enemy in the Empire but Bel Iblis doesn't trust the New Republic, specifically the de facto leader Mon Mothma.While in the private quarters assigned to them, Lando claims that the upholstery is distinctly from the lost Katana Fleet. Were it true and they were able to persuade Bel Iblis to join the New Republic, the Katana Fleet may make all the difference in the New Republic's logistical struggle with the Empire.Leia Organa Solo has travelled to Honoghr with Noghri Khabarakh. Grand Admiral Thrawn is simultaneously planetside. Khabarakh's return has raised suspicions on his clan and Thrawn has taken him into custody.Chapter 16Han and Lando go back to investigate the headquarter lounge for confirmation that the furnishings of the Perigrine's Nest are indeed from the Katana Fleet. Lando completes his inspection just as Irenez returns. She marches them out of the lounge and to Sena in a waiting speeder. A terse discussion of intentions devolves into a frank plea for Han to encourage the New Republic to extend an invitation to Bel Iblis to rejoin. In a forgotten corner of history, Bel Iblis was actually a founding member of the Alliance to Restore the Republic but was shouldered out by Mon Mothma's charisma after the death of Bail Organa at the destruction of Alderaan. Scorned, he has been fighting his own private war since then. Their own operations had ceased almost three years earlier in preparation should Mon Mothma's hold over the New Republic become autocratic; something Han knows is not going to happen.Han and Lando offer an ultimatum: they will talk to the New Republic Council if Sena gives up information on the Katana Fleet. She tells them the location of the contact from whom they acquired their six ships on and agrees to convey them offworld. They make to leave, but Bel Iblis is already waiting for them on the landing platform. With understanding, his facade crumbles, leaving a hollow man. Han gives one last attempt to convince the Commander of his value should he join the New Republic. En route back to New Cov, Han shares with Lando his worries about Leia's mission.Over Honoghr, Pellaeon presents Thrawn with intel of the Millenium Falcon having been found over Endor. Together, they suspect that after extracting information from a captured Khabarakh, the Rebellion is using his release as a diversion to uncover information about the location of Mount Tantiss. Thrawn decides to leave Khabarakh on Honoghr to acquiesce the Noghri Elders to their traditions.Links, Share, and SupportDocumentation for this chapterCross platform link for this chapterDiscuss this chapter on Discord, YouTube, or RedditSupport us on PatreonOur WebsiteSupport the show

We hear from four listeners in this week's listener episode! Hazel shares the story of a local man pushed too far. CJ talks about finding queer love in the South. Casey survives being the lover scorned herself. And Katie relives some classroom trauma from the best/work classroom we've ever heard of. Finally, Maia shares a Reddit AITA story to top off a hilarious episode from the Well, I Laughed listeners.

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Best Ever General Conference Talk on Preparing for the Return of Christ! And Two Songs, I Bowed on My Knees and In Christ Alone. ACU Sunday Series. A Prophetic Call to Prepare for the Latter Days In this powerful address by Bruce R. McConkie, prophetic warnings about the upcoming challenges and desolations are issued, urging individuals and the church to prepare both spiritually and temporally. Drawing on teachings from Jesus, John, and Joseph Smith, the Bruce R. McConkie emphasizes the importance of obedience, self-reliance, and righteousness to withstand the tribulations foretold in scriptures. The call underscores the necessity of embracing God's commandments, working diligently, and maintaining independence from worldly powers to secure spiritual and temporal salvation. Watch the video at- https://youtu.be/y3Xs-kXDTYQ?si=k2DS6F8B0Zy8de7v The Words of Christ 7.73K subscribers 14,203 views Jul 26, 2024 #ScriptureCentral #ComeFollowMe #Mormon To Receive Daily the Words of Christ: https://ok.theurlis.com/Subscribe Hit the

A young woman is murdered in her bed, and investigators' key witness soon becomes their prime suspect. SimpliSafe - Right now, get 20% off any new SimpliSafe system with Fast Protect Monitoring at SimpliSafe.com/COLDCASE There's No Safe Like SimpliSafe.

Who killed Walter Wanderwell? Grant introduces us to a cast of characters with way too many names. From the irreverent Nell Miller to the eccentric Walter Wanderwell to the odd Harriet White Fisher. The real scene stealer, in more ways than one, is Aloha Wanderwell. A women as unique to her time as her name. Travel the world. Love too much. Take pictures along the way, and get to know more about Aloha Wanderwell.

History podcast episode surprise from Maia! Learn more about the Kievan Rus, Vikings in the black sea, and a legendary Queen who murdered... for love. A women who might have inspired some of our favorite female villains today. Who was Queen Olga? How do you throw men into a hole? Are bathhouses flammable? And what can the Christian faith forgive, when you're helping drive up membership? A history comedy podcast episode, just for you!

Today, Taran Armstrong, Grace Leeder, and Chappell break down the Sunday night episode of Big Brother Season 26

Today, Taran Armstrong, Grace Leeder, and Chappell break down the Sunday night episode of Big Brother Season 26

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned! This week is the 6th installment of our series celebrating the gender with the most attitude and pure ferocity. Piss off a man; you can fight it out and then go have a pint at the pub. Piss off a woman, and you will pay for it 10-fold… In this episode, we focus on women who truly rock! Ladies that play loud and heavy with attitude, grit, and that rasp. What's this InObscuria thing? We're a podcast that exhumes obscure Rock n' Punk n' Metal and puts them in one of 3 categories: the Lost, the Forgotten, or the Should Have Beens. These ladies bring it, and you owe it to yourself to check them out! We hope we turn you on to something new!Songs this week include:The Downhauls – “The Tower” from Split With Duck & Cover (2024)Lips Speak Louder – “Why Do You Love Me” from Why Do You Love Me - single (2024)Armed Love Militia – “Davie” from Armed Love Militia (2016)The Hot Damn! – “Live, Laugh, Love” from Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn! (2024)The Baboon Show – “Made Up My Mind” from God Bless You All (2022)NO MEN – “Rainbow Warrior” from Fear This (2023)Sister Sin – “24-7” from True Sounds Of The Underground (2010)Visit us: https://inobscuria.com/https://www.facebook.com/InObscuriahttps://x.com/inobscuriahttps://www.instagram.com/inobscuria/Buy cool stuff with our logo on it!: https://www.redbubble.com/people/InObscuria?asc=uCheck out Robert's amazing fire sculptures and metal workings here: http://flamewerx.com/If you'd like to check out Kevin's band THE SWEAR, take a listen on all streaming services or pick up a digital copy of their latest release here: https://theswear.bandcamp.com/If you want to hear Robert and Kevin's band from the late 90s – early 00s BIG JACK PNEUMATIC, check it out here: https://bigjackpnuematic.bandcamp.com/

Scorned wife poisons husband with RoundUp. This wacky park job clues cops in to DUI.  For more crime and justice news go to crimeonline.comSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

While Khoz, Ariadne, and Blossom are back on the Scorned and Scant, trying to piece together what they can do to fight back against Tali, Rain, Beskey, and Alejo are on an equally daring and dangerous mission: a mission for tacos (and finding their way back to the group of course). As they attempt to follow some vague directions, are our heroes able to get back on track and begin the fight back against Tali?The Faeforge Academy is a proud member of The Fandomentals Network.To find more stories in the world of Evastria follow us on YouTube and TwitchWe are proud to be affiliated with Green Leaf Geek, a dice shop where you can find handmade and curated dice sets! Visit Greenleafgeek.com and use the code “FAEFORGE” on checkout for 10% off your order. *Does not apply to Custom Dice Orders*Faeforge Academy is also affiliated with Found Familiar coffee! So go to https://foundfamiliar.com?sca_ref=1012867.pccsDMqAdY and use the code “Faeforge” at check out for 10% off your order!Dungeon Master – Stephen Garcia – @the_baddmBeskey Nevering – Michael Sinclair II – @michaelcritsAriadne Zuvan – Adelaide Gardner – @ohadelaideKhoz Forgeheart – Ian Gould – @IanGGouldRain – Kris Gideon – @kissofhemlockBlossom de Brulee – Emily Ervolina – @emilyervIf you enjoy the show and want to help us make more and better content please consider joining our PatreonTheme music by Dave Cole of the Four Orbs Podcast. For additional music search dcolemusic on YouTube. Additional background music and ambiance found at http://tabletopaudio.com and epidemicsound.comThis podcast uses the following third-party services for analysis: Chartable - https://chartable.com/privacy

Beshear says he is only being considered because of all the bi-partisan success in Kentucky. In actuality he is taking credit for a Republican Legislature agenda that for some reason Democrats agree with, almost like Republicans aren't being very conservative with their agenda. I'll dig into their economic incentive plan, and show how it has no rhyme or reason. The LMPD police Chief issues a break up letter. --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/andrew-cooperrider/support

Me and Shahid are back with episode #232 of Hood Classics...Will Smith and Martin Lawrence in 2020...Bad Boys For Life!!! Twitter     @jeffvstheworld - Jeff     @philly_drugs - Shahid --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/jeffvstheworld/support

HOUR 4 - Wiggy refutes Greg's claim that long married couples stop having sex Courtney goes nuclear when Dave Grohl accuses Taylor Swift of lip syncing Greg defends the honor of Dave Grohl and the Foo Fighters

June 20th: Dean Allen Mellberg Kills (1994) Disappointment is a difficult emotion to process. And, sometimes, it can lead to acts of revenge. On June 20th 1994 a man determined to get revenge upon the people who led to his disappointment began a deadly rampage that saw 22 injured and 4 dead in his wake. https://murderpedia.org/male.M/m/mellberg-dean.htm, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fairchild_Air_Force_Base#1994_shooting, https://www.nytimes.com/1994/06/22/us/an-airman-s-revenge-5-minutes-of-terror.html, https://www.latimes.com/archives/la-xpm-1994-06-22-mn-7137-story.html, https://apnews.com/article/60e457fded655d6ff932695474e20473, https://www.crimetraveller.org/2017/03/warnings-unheeded-twin-tragedies-book-review/, Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

May 1st: Kay Wenal Killed(2008) Money can't buy everything. On May 1st 2008 a wealthy, beautiful, and beloved woman was killed inside her home in a case that remains a mystery to this day. https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2170746/Kay-Wenal-murder-Police-discover-pictures-killer-threatening-letter-cold-case.html, https://www.cbsnews.com/news/48-hours-help-solve-this-case-who-killed-kay-wenal/, https://www.oxygen.com/the-dna-of-murder-with-paul-holes/crime-news/paul-holes-tries-track-down-eva-kay-wenal-killer, https://www.wtvr.com/2017/01/27/48-hours-who-killed-kay-wenal-gwinnett-county-georgia, https://www.ajc.com/news/local/killer-confession-letter-released-2008-cold-case/tpbOYeNtkiNkwTGapsbwTK/, https://www.gwinnettdailypost.com/archive/years-later-clues-emerge-questions-remain-in-slaying-of-millionaires-wife/article_bf4b49b5-bbd1-5297-9351-2c79da0740aa.html Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

SCARED TO DEATH IS EXPLICIT IN EVERY WAY. PLEASE TAKE CARE WHILE LISTENING. Dan is sharing two stories in this episode. I A big one and a little one again. The first story has SOMETHING to do with dating apps like Tinder. Who are you REALLY meeting up with sometimes? For the second story, a bit of history and paranormal lore from a haunted farm in Illinois: Willow Creek Farm. Can spirits in a haunted home not only torment anyone living in the house, but other spirits as well? Lynze bring three stories this week. Her first tale shares a persons journey to rid themself of a dark energy. Then a story about a mimic or a spirit or was it all in his head? Lastly, a story about helping a spirit move on after several incidents. New Merch: Check out our amazing merch  at badmagicmerch.comBad Magic Productions Monthly Patreon Donation: This month we have donated $13,340 to a NIGHT OF HOPE AND LAUGHTER, a cancer benefit show, supporting an old friend, Nick Theisen, who was the guy who ran the first open mic Dan ever did - the guy who literally started Dan's standup comedy career. Felt so good to be able to support this amazing benefit. Another 1,485 was put into the scholarship fund for 2024. Stay tuned on the next round of submissions that will happen early next year. Last year we awarded three 5,000 scholarships and this year we are looking to award four, 5,000 scholarships. Continually amazed and appreciative of your support and the community building here!Standup:If you want to see a very different side of Dan than you see here and possibly see Lynze in the crowd (she is always happy to say HI!) get on over to   dancummins.tv for ticket links to shows. You can find Dan in Buffalo, Providence, Chicago and more!  Reminder that Dan is not touring in 2024 so this is your last chance to see him! Thank you for continuing to send in your stories, Creeps and Peepers!**Please keep doing so. Send them to mystory@scaredtodeathpodcast.comSend everything else to info@scaredtodeathpodcast.comWant to be a Patron? Get episodes AD-FREE, listen and watch before they are released to anyone else, bonus episodes, a 20% merch discount, additional content, and more! Learn more by visiting: https://www.patreon.com/scaredtodeathpodcastPlease rate, review, and subscribe anywhere you listen. Thank you for listening!Follow the show on social media: @scaredtodeathpodcast on Facebook and IGWatch this episode: https://youtu.be/FZkFzkKv0OAWebsite: https://scaredtodeathpodcast.com/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/scaredtodeathpodcast/](https://www.facebook.com/scaredtodeathpodcast/)Instagram: https://bit.ly/2miPLf5Mailing Address:Scared to Deathc/o Timesuck PodcastPO Box 3891Coeur d'Alene, ID 83816Video/Audio by Bad Magic ProductionsAdditional music production by Jeffrey MontoyaAdditional music production by Zach CohenVarious free audio provided byhttp://freesound.orgOpening Sumerian protection spell (adapted):"Whether thou art a ghost that hath come from the earth, or a phantom of night that hath no home… or one that lieth dead in the desert… or a ghost unburied… or a demon or a ghoul… Whatever thou be until thou art removed… thou shalt find here no water to drink… Thou shalt not stretch forth thy hand to our own… Into our house enter thou not. Through our fence, breakthrough thou not… we are protected though we may be frightened.  Our life you may not steal, though we may feel SCARED TO DEATH."