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Domestic football is back and Allie is pumped! On this week's episode: NWSL, FA Cup, and Champions League! NWSL's game of the week has to be Chicago taking down Bay FC - what is going down with both of these clubs? More importantly, we take a look at the table and ask: is the NWSL predictable? Sara & Allie make a bet live on-air that Allie will take on this week and throughout the season! Next, it was FA Cup Semi Finals this past weekend and your favorite co-hosts discuss. Fianlly, it's all things Champions League - who is going to take the all important first Semi-Final leg this weekend? Episode edited by Mike Adams @monkeyhillmedia. Follow us on socials @thewososhow

Here's a preview of a bonus drop now streaming on Patreon. It's a peek behind the scenes at where we'll be heading next, with a critical examination of leadership that's likely to push some buttons. If you want to listen to the whole episode, you can access it via a 7-day free trial at patreon.com/thedeeperpulse.Sliding-scale membership starts at just $5 per month. Subscription fees keep the main feed of this pod ad-free. I'll be back here on the main feed in May. You can also find me on Substack in the meantime. Support the showThe stories and opinions shared in this episode are based on personal experience and are not intended to malign any individual, group, or organization.Join The Deeper Pulse at Patreon for weekly bonus episodes + other exclusive bonus content. Follow The Deeper Pulse on IG @thedeeperpulse + @candiceschutter for more regular updates.

In today's swipe-right culture, many believe love is something you stumble upon—a serendipitous event. But what if that mindset is sabotaging your relationships? What if true love is less about finding and more about forging? This week on Win Today, Kait and JJ Tomlin, renowned dating coaches and hosts of the Heart of Dating podcast, join us to dismantle dating myths and offer raw insights into building intentional relationships. They delve into: The myth of "the one" and why love is intentionally built, not passively found. Differentiating between red flags and deal-breakers—and why knowing the difference can save you heartache. The art of sliding into DMs with authenticity and respect in the digital age. Empowering women to "drop the hanky"—taking initiative without compromising femininity.   In an era where ghosting is rampant and commitment is fleeting, Kait and JJ provide a refreshing perspective rooted in authenticity, intentionality, and faith. Whether you're single, dating, or reevaluating your relationship approach, this conversation offers actionable insights to navigate modern romance with clarity and purpose. Episode Links Show Notes Buy my NEW BOOK "Healing What You Can't Erase" here! Invite me to speak at your church or event. Connect with me @WINTODAYChris on Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, and YouTube.

Welcome to The Chrisman Commentary, your go-to daily mortgage news podcast, where industry insights meet expert analysis. Hosted by Robbie Chrisman, this podcast delivers the latest updates on mortgage rates, capital markets, and the forces shaping the housing finance landscape. Whether you're a seasoned professional or just looking to stay informed, you'll get clear, concise breakdowns of market trends and economic shifts that impact the mortgage world.In today's episode, we look at the vacuum from the shrinking of the CFPB. Plus, Robbie sits down with Polunsky Beitel Green's Marty Green to pontificate on next Fed steps in the face of tariffs. And we look at just how much room mortgage rates have to fall.Thank you to Figure. Figure is shaking up the lending world with their five-day HELOC, offering borrower approvals in as little as five minutes and funding in five days. Figure has hundreds of partners in the Banking, Credit Union, Home Improvement, and of course, IMB space embedding their technology. Lenders, give your borrowers an experience they will rave about. Learn more at figure.com.

Ben Dobbin, Wade Graham, James Graham & David Riccio are in to recap all the action from the weekend! We talk the dramas at Penrith, the huge NRL casualty ward & can the Dogs go all the way?See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Ben Dobbin, Wade Graham, James Graham & David Riccio are in to recap all the action from the weekend! We talk the dramas at Penrith, the huge NRL casualty ward & can the Dogs go all the way?See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Will Sanders slide into the late 1st round?

In this week's episode the powell men discuss the latest #Trump clusterfuck of the #Trumpadministration . Apparently #47 idiots, and his old boy network hires are as dumb as #POTUS. #SecretaryofDefense #PeteHegseth must have been geeting his drink on when he took part in a #signalchat with #TulsiGabbard #JDVance #MarcoRubio  #MikeWaltz in addition too #TheAtlantic editor-and-chief #JeffreyGoldberg. They might as well have included the #Houthi and all of #Yemen. The guys also discuss #Pastor #MarvinSapp and his church shakedown/robbery. The #FinalFour is set with 4 number ones. #JaydenDaniels mama dont play. The #WashingtonCommanders quarteback was seen having a friendly chat with #USC phenom #JujuWatkins. #signal

Catching up on the backlog, here's one that was recorded a few weeks ago... www.junkiosity.com

In this episode, Steve and Will discuss things that might have been, online dating, and 'Just Frasj'.

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Dean continues with part two of big tract remodeling and recap's part one's important mentions. Dean recaps a bit of part one's  show to help set up part two. Dean talks turning windows into sliding doors, as it instantly provides natural lights into a tract home without creating any more holes. Lastly, new garage doors in tract homes and how it could change the visual appeal of a home. 

Wrapping up loose ends and moving forward.Book 3 in 18 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.Love is like a crossbow quiver. You only have so many bolts to shoot before it runs outThere was a long pause. Pamela took another long breath then an impish grin came to her lips."With your luck you'll get those, then end up in the Artic," she scoffed."Not the Antarctic? I've got a soft spot in my dreams for penguins.""Nope. You get to be chased by polar bears," she nudged me. I nudged her back playfully. She gave me a Charlie horse."Ow!" I yipped. The two SD chicks from the front of the plane looked back our way. I didn't care about their misconceptions. My muscles needed some self-massages."I was pretty scared," I whispered to Pamela."Good for you. You were also pretty lucky and I'm sure pretty pissed with your 'Albanian' attackers," she replied quietly. "I missed you too."I liked the way she read my mind about that. I would have liked it some more if I hadn't glanced to my other side, then fallen straight to sleep.{1 pm, Monday, August 25th ~ 14 Days to go}On Tuesday night, Aya got one of her wishes fulfilled ~ sorta. I slept in Caitlyn Ruger's bed and I wasn't alone. The Sandman had dropped a Scottish sand trap sized load of sand on me and there was more than enough spillover to flatten little Aya too. Because I lived among Amazons, Caitlyn woke me up at 5:45 in the A M and only so much lollygagging was allowed.Aya got to sleep for fifteen whole minutes more than I did. She hugged me and kissed my cheek (which amused her three Fatal Squirt compatriots to no end) while I stuffed away my breakfast. Desiree showed up to take me to work minutes later. While Aya showed off her battle scar to the pre-caste Amazons and her Aunt D. (they had not been awake when we showed up the previous evening), I was chided for being late for weapons practice.Yes. Life and death battle successes meant nothing to the Amazons. If you had a spare moment you had better be training, or working out your mind and/or body. We had no 'weekends', though we did get an quarter day off in celebration for the religious festivals based on the sacred days of the various matron Goddesses. A full day off didn't happen.7:00 AM saw me with the intern group, just as if nothing had happened to change our relationship over the past two months. Oh, we were different. They teased me about my sunburn and wanted to see my latest scars. I couldn't work with Buffy anymore, since I was her spiritual leader. Due to my 'high risk' status, Desiree was the only other Amazon Katrina trusted me with, so I got to get beaten at her hands for the last three days of the week.To be fair, I teased Desiree incessantly. I made her smile when she thought I was doubled over in pain on multiple occasions. Beyond that seven-to-five schedule, I exercised after work until six and then managed to bike home in a manner that avoided the paparazzi.I was easy to track outside of the building by the members of the press (who thought I was still somehow newsworthy) and despite my persistent desire to not talk to any of them. Felix had 'vanished', so I was the only man left. What had happened to him? Katrina allowed me to take a glance. He was at an Epona Wyoming freehold training for the Great Hunt and reveling in his 'lone man in a household of twenty-two single women' status.Unlike the three other members of our 'first class', Felix got to choose his re-location location and communicated with me daily because he wanted us to create a battle plan for the upcoming Hunt. It was official; it was going to be a two man vs. thirty Amazons affair and there was no rule that we couldn't work together though only two Amazons could win by capturing us and holding onto us until sunset on Sunday, September 14th.No one except Krasimira, the Keeper of Records, knew what terrain we would be hunted on so we could expect anything from swamps to mountain ranges. The Amazons were in the same boat. Already the House heads had volunteered one member for the Hunt. The ancestors would be consulted for the half who would actually participate. Krasimira had also added her own twists.House Ishara couldn't compete because technically, I was already their participant. With 52 houses halved, that equaled 26. The final four? Runners. If a runner won, the Keeper would consult the ancestors to see which house they would automatically be inducted into. Eight runners were nominated by the department heads and four of those would be chosen by the Augurs as well.In a normal organization it would have been thought that Krasimira was abusing her station since there was no High Priestess to oppose her decisions. Not in the Amazons. No. She consulted the Augurs and the Augurs worked the will of the Ancestors and that was that. No Augur would lie about the sacred communications imparted to them. That was inconceivable sacrilege.What that did mean was that at sunset on Thursday, September 11th, Felix and I would be inserted with a knife, map and clothing into the hunting zone. When the sun rose on Friday morning, the thirty Amazons would be put into the zone. No Amazon could attack another unless they, or their targets, 'possessed' a man. They could team up but only two could win. It was promising to be a great 'get to know your buddies at work' moment for all of us,What was Felix getting out of this besides his freedom? (His freedom was no longer in danger. House Epona would protect him.) No, for Felix, if he survived free until the sun set on Sunday, he would become a Runner. If he lost, he would have to spend another year as an intern. This convinced me that Felix was totally dedicated to avoiding capture. I was good with that.Meanwhile for me, it was Brooke Wednesday night, Oneida on Thursday and Timothy and Odette going clubbing with me on Friday night. Saturday was my first House Ishara group activity. We gathered in the early morning at Doebridge, me with a hangover and Buffy giving me crap at every opportunity. Fortunately the rest of my 'sisters' treated me with a great deal more reverence.Now they all knew about my Summer Camp role, Romania and my kidnapping. Even in their 'man-hating' ideology, I was the exception to the rule ~ I was reliable, dedicated, smart, lethal and worthy of their trust and respect. On the council front, Buffy hinted to me that there was a way around the deadlock for who would be foisted onto the Regency Triumvirate, but she refused to tell me what it was. That was a cause for concern.Sunday, I worked with JIKIT, did some Amazon diplomatic stuff and discovered Desiree was my new bodyguard. Katrina thought a full SD team would be cumbersome and my best bet was to remain unconventional and mobile. I agreed because it allowed me to play the field a little more. Speaking of playing the field,This bright Monday afternoon, I was standing in a hangar at Stewart International Airport waiting on my fiancée, Hana Sulkanen. She had flown from Tibet to London with the Dali Lama. That exalted individual had passed on the mantle of national leadership to the Tibetan Constitutional Committee and left the country with the stern decision that the country would move forward toward democracy and not backwards toward theocracy.Now he was playing the role of goodwill ambassador, encouraging the Tibetan Diaspora to spend a few months to a year back in their homeland to help rebuild and teach. He also was rallying support for Tibetan recognition and financial support. Already the UN had voted to send a small international group to establish border security against both the Khanate and the PRC.With the PRC treaty-obliged by the ceasefire to not oppose Tibetan freedom, the UN acted rapidly. The UN Tibet Force(UNTFOR) combat elements consisted of the UK (+ Gurkha), Chilean, French (+ French Foreign Legion), Germany, India, Italy, Romania, Spanish and Thailand each sending one battalion each. Algeria, Denmark, Chile, the Netherlands, Bulgaria, Canada, Cameroon, Qatar, Saudi Arabia and Brazil agreed to make smaller contributions. The USAF would supply a serious level of logistics support for the mission.The UN also created the UN Tibetan Training Force (UNTTFOR) which provided a structure for giving access by Tibetan forces to German, Italian, Chilean and Romanian bases to train to E U standards over a five month period. The Khanate provided gobs of captured Chinese hardware to the creation of a tiny Tibetan Armed Forces, easing worries about adequately equipping the troops once they were trained.The Dali Lama was simultaneously arriving at JFK to public fanfare in order to thank the UN personally on behalf of the nation he loved. Hana was able to finally shed the limelight and was coming into a secure National Guard facility to finally take a step back to a 'normal' lifestyle. The last bit of oddity: the hangars used by the Marine Aerial Refueler Transport Squadron 452 of the Marine Corps Reserve was courtesy of JIKIT. No press was allowed, or expected.It was an odd grouping of us. Jormo Sulkanen (Hana's father), his chauffeur and Hana's daughter  Annela were in one car. Hana was traveling with Libra and Ms. Meacham, so they would need the limo he came in. My appearance was a simple moment for us to touch base in person, as opposed to over the internet, or mobile phone. The third group waiting was Sten Phillip M nnik (her ex-husband) and two unnamed associates.Sten was being a total jerk, which may have been due to me calling him Philip when we first met. Philip wasn't 'ethnic' enough for him, so he never used it. Because he hated it, Brennan (Hana's deceased step-brother) had used it constantly. I had overheard it and thus screwed up our first meeting. But Sten's current blistering hatred had two positive side effects: Jormo came over and stood by me, a suggestion of solidarity I hadn't expected, and since we were standing next to each other, we finally began the dialog that we needed if Hana was going to be family to both of us.We chatted about the thing that mattered most ~ Hana. He asked me if I had really hired a team of assassins to protect her, so I told him a little bit about the Ghost Tigers. He talked about how proud she was to be bringing peace to a suffering planet and I agreed that she looked spectacular doing so.Some things remained the same; I had set in motion the death of his youngest son who had paraded a raped lady in front of me. A bunch of other dilettantes had perished as well. Balancing that was the joy I brought to the child closest to his heart, his adopted daughter Hana. I also had proved to be my own brand of eccentric knight in tarnished armor. I meant well, and in Jormo's book that meant something.He also told me he would strangle me with my own intestines if I broke her heart. I looked him straight in the face and asked him how he felt about open marriages. He hit me. To be fair, I let him hit me. He didn't try to do me serious harm."Don't be an asshole," he grumbled."I'm not sure I know how?" I shrugged. I got another hard stare."She loves you," he said with surprising tenderness."I would rather face that typhoon again than break her heart. The thought of that scares me because I've never been all that good at romance," I confessed."That wasn't what I expected you to say," he harrumphed. "I recall those two ladies I first saw you with. Libra Chalmers and,""Brooke Lee," I said."Yes, her. Are you staying loyal?""She has never asked more than she thinks my current level of maturity can hope to achieve." He looked at me. "I'm discrete and mindful of her sensitivities.""You aren't trying to befriend me," he noted."I don't feel it is right to expect you to like me. I think we both know I'm supposed to be nice to you and you aren't going punch me again. I believe Hana would see thru any deception on our part."I paused. "I wouldn't mind us getting along. I'll try not to piss you off because that would be rude to you and cruel to her," I continued. "I'll never ask you to forgive me and I'll never feel like what I did was inherently unjustified. I am sorry that I caused you pain because I think you are a hard, courageous man, and she loves you.""That's her plane," he stated."Thank God," I muttered. And thank you Ishara. I was starting to blather. We remained thankfully silent until the plane had pulled into the hangar and the people started to deplane. The first out was a young woman with dark blonde hair and hunters glasses.No one else appeared until she had reached the bottom of the stairs and continued to look about for a moment. Hana came next, smiling at me, then her eyes were following Jormo as he moved to the car to retrieve little  Annela. Libra followed with Ms. Meacham on her heels. Libra still wasn't used to playing the second fiddle/personal assistant. A short Mongolian fireplug of a man was the last passenger down the stairs. He looked like, a wolverine with his feral, primordial energy and general hostility.I imagined the girl was his apprentice and he was the prime assassin. That was how the Ghost Tigers operated. They were doing me a deep personal favor by putting aside their normal role as hunters to take up body-guarding duties. According to Addison, they had also managed to get their fair share of killing people of various persuasions. Not only had the Seven Pillars tried to take her out more than once, Chinese Intelligence and some criminal cartels had taken an active interest in her too.The young woman scanned from me to Desiree, then to Sten. She had a good eye for threat assessment. Jormo was partially concealed, but would rather die than put Hana at risk. I was the ally of the 9 Clans, and she probably thought she could take me in a quick-draw contest. Desiree? She left Desiree for her mentor to worry about."Ms. Sulkanen?" Sten's closer minion walked her way. The bodyguards got in the way instinctively. The man reached into his coat and nearly died. The women did a palm strike to his windpipe then grabbed his tie, yanking him to the hard concrete floor of the hangar.(Russian) "He has a piece of paper," she stated in a detached manner"Sten, what is the meaning of this?" Hana worried. I moved toward the woman.(Russian) "I am Cáel Nyilas. Let me help."She did more than that. She retreated from the downed man and put her body between Hana and Sten.I was schooled enough now to realize that was the deception. I hadn't seen the older man draw a gun but I knew he now had one out. It was down by his side and he was using his body to shield it from view."Are these the kind of people you want around our daughter," Sten asked haughtily. I had an inkling suspicion. I wasn't alone.Desiree pushed past me and attended to the downed man. She had him standing, patted him on the back and frisked all inside ten seconds."He's a process server," she commented to the group."What he is here to do is serve you with papers, Hana," Sten grew angrier. "You are an unfit mother and have developed an unsafe environment for her to grow up in.""What?" Hana growled. "You don't like the fact that I've finally moved on and found someone new. You don't care a damn thing about our daughter.""We will let a judge decide that. Right now I have an order of detention for  Annela," he grinned wickedly."Ms. Sulkanen," the second of Sten's minions step forward more cautiously, "the Family Court in the State of New York has,"I laughed."Oh," Desiree looked my way then shared a sliver of a smile with me."There is nothing laughable, I assure you," the lawyer snapped."Really, what's your name?" I asked."Mr. Dornier, not that,""Where are we?""What does that matter?" then, "New York State.""Incorrect Dornier. You are on a Marine Corps base, dumbass. Look around you," I smirked."So? What does that mean?" Sten harangued us."This is federal property," I explained as I strode toward his car."Hey, what are you doing, I'm talking to you," Sten pursued me."Excuse me," I grinned. I flipped out my Amazon Honor Blade and slashed one of his tires."What?""Go for it," Hana simmered. "Touch Cáel and he will defend himself.""He has a knife," he countered. He didn't touch me. A second tire began to deflate. "That's assault with a deadly weapon.""It would be if he turned to face you, or anyone else," Desiree had her 'bored ~ don't press me' voice. "Right now he's being a vandal." She put her hand on the process server's shoulder and shoved him back toward Sten and Dornier. "You should know your jurisdictions, asshole," she told him."Hana, I will drive back with Cáel," Libra announced loudly. That was a cue for Hana to shoot me an apologetic look, which was odd, considering that even knowing me was putting her child custody at risk. It took me a second to realize what a bastard Sten could be. I also doubted he had three spare tires. I left one untouched as I headed for my car."Hana, I'll catch up with you after you talk with your lawyers," I called out. It was infuriating for me that this was her reception home. Sten had better be thanking his lucky stars we weren't alone or I would have pummeled his ass, and given him the nuclear wedgy of all times, jackalope."Let's go home," Libra tapped my arm. Desiree was watching Jormo's limo speed away. She didn't dawdle. The Marines would want their hangar back ASAP. We'd let them decide if they wanted to help Sten, or not. Desiree tossed me the keys. That was her way of telling me I need to blow of some steam, and not by getting frolic-ee with Libra on the hour long commute home.{11 pm, Monday, August 25th ~ 14 Days to go}{Late that night with Hana}"So, who was the guy who gave you this?" I looked over at Hana while running my hand over the silk scarf some lama in Lhasa had given her to give to me ~ a 'Thank You' gift for the liberation of his homeland and the aid package heading his peoples' way."I never got his name, but my translator said he had traveled for three days straight to be there for the celebration," she smiled warmly.I picked up my second gift and began to play with it. The object was a fascinating toy, all the more so because it was more than a child's plaything. It was a simple prayer wheel. I put the handle between my two palms and rubbed them back and forth, causing the two balls to beat against the drum heads."I think you find that thing more interesting than you do me," Hana pouted."Oh no you don't," I pounced on her. With one hand I tickled her while I placed my Tibetan gift aside. I didn't want us rolling over on it as we frolicked naked on her queen-sized bed. "You were a happy little camper ten minutes ago and you certainly drove your vigor home with this grand Lothario.""Eek!" she playfully tried to bat my hand aside. She began giggling hysterically.Even when I pulled away so that she could breathe, she kept snickering."What?" I worried. I had been ramping us up for a second round of sex. Round one had been 'comfort' sex, helping her compartmentalize her feelings for that bastard of an ex-husband and the threat he posed to her custodianship of her daughter,  Annela.Those were emotions she'd deal with later. Fretting about them tonight, her first night back in the States, was counter-productive. She knew that, which was why she'd accepted my dinner invitation. We had now been seen in public together for the first time since she became famous; afterwards we had traveled back to her place. How serious was I about cheering her up? I'd brought a spare suit, biking clothes and my bike. I was planning to spend the night and make my way to work my usual way come sunrise."I," she gasped, "asked Libra how you "compared" in her experience, which seems to be extensive, as a lover on the way over. And after several, very long, I must say, seconds of introspection, she told me you were indescribable and incomparable. I've been trying to put my thoughts together since Rome and, why are you scowling?""That was rude of you two," I now play-pouted. "I like to think I'm 'thunderous', though 'stunning' will do in a pinch."Hana helpfully pinched me. "Ow!" I squalled. And back to tickling I went. I quickly showed her my 'sheet-fu' was superior to hers, which meant I tangled her up in her sheets before she realized she was helpless before me. Or so I bragged. Hana played helpless well."Oh please, Mr. World-Conquering Wombat," she pleaded. Wombat?"Wombat?" I questioned her. "How have I become an irascible furry marsupial?""Well Honey, you need a shave," she teased me. "You are a little furry.""Romantically that is called a five o'clock shadow," I protested."It scratches my thighs," she murmured.I had a remedy for that. Sliding down to her hip, I turned my palms toward me, interlaced my fingers and positioned my thumbs pointing up. My chin rested on my fingers and the thumbs covered the sides, so when I stuck my tongue into the three-sided void created, my hands, but none of my scruffiness, touched her intimate flesh. Once I had this technique in place, I rolled over her thigh and got to work."I find," she gasped, "that you have the answer to that conundrum down pat. It makes me, ah, think I'm not your, ah, first girl." My dedication to my erotic task (and the carnal reward that waited) kept me from responding. Besides, my upper lip was busy rolling back and forth over her clitoris. There I let the bristles of my oncoming moustache teasingly tickle her. I was pleased when the pleasure I caused quieted her and she settled down to running her fingers across my crown as she ramped herself up toward a climax. 'Not my first girl' indeed.Forty-five minutes later, I was coming back to her room from the kitchen with a glass of tomato juice for her and rice wine for me (she was out of beer). I heard a noise from  Annela's room, so I deviated to make sure she was okay. I was in boxers, not totally naked.  Annela was out like a light, caught up in some sort of childish dream. By the cherubic grin on her face, she was having a good one.She was another delicate female issue in my life. I had made her existence harder by just being me. Hana let me know that nothing 'bad' had better happen to her ex-husband, Sten. I couldn't beat him up, threaten him, or sic any of my Amazons on him. Stupidly, I had asked if using the CIA was okay. She'd banned all of JIKIT intervening as well, negating the use of the best pest removal people on the planet, the 9 Clans."You are going to have to get used to children making sounds while they sleep," Hana surprised me. "You'll learn to tell the dreams from the nightmare.""In spades, I'm going to have to learn that in spades," I nodded.{4 pm, Tuesday, August 26th ~ 13 Days to go}My schedule had remained steady. I had firearms practice at 6 am every morning, was in Katrina's office by 7 and working my cue by 7:15. According to my regular morning briefings, I continued to be a menace to the foundations of freedom, civilization and the terrestrial biosphere. It was wonderful to stand there side by side with my fellow New Hires.At lunch, around 11 o'clock, I had a brief get together with the other members of the Amazon diplomatic corps since I was still Chief Diplomat of the Host ~ we were a small unit. Daphne, who now worked with JIKIT, would give me a brief briefing on what the 'office' was up to in my name. I gladly kept my distance from their regularly scheduled mayhem. The truce in China didn't stop the Secret War from raging on and on.My three o'clock knife training with Pamela was slowly evolving into a greater study of human fighting philosophy and anatomy. I still studied the techniques of a larger single bladed hunting knife as well as the hilt-less, double bladed Amazon Honor Blade. Pamela promised me she'd start teaching me how to do the 'long-distance' and 'short'/snap throw for the blades. She made it look so easy.Pamela also began educating me on the basics and basis of the Amazon personal hand-to-hand fighting style. The eight points of emphasis in Amazon combat were: the finger, fist, elbow, shoulder, foot, heel, knee and hip. It encouraged channeling both your energies and the energy of your opponents by using fluid blows and throws. It also worked well with the close-in knife fighting Pamela was teaching me. Working with her once more did her as much good as me. We had come to feed off one another's moods, which was a good thing.Tuesday, walking to the elevator at the end of the session, the door opened to reveal Rachel talking to an SD chick I barely knew, Meridian."Oh, it is great to see you, Rachel," I enthusiastically stated. Her hesitation as she replied worried me."It is great to see you too, Cael Wakko Ishara," she responded softly, compassionately."Ladies, can you spare Rachel and I some private time," I asked Meridian and Pamela."Come on," Pamela addressed the SD Amazon, "we have tons of nothing to talk about.""As you wish, Ishara," Meridian answered. She looked to Rachel. She stepped off the elevator as Pamela stepped on. Away they went."I heard you were back in New York," I told her."I heard you were off of JIKIT for the time being.""I was running on fumes psychologically and my body wasn't too much better. Javiera gave me a week off. I go back Thursday.""That was the right move, Cáel," she said. "You've been stuck sweating both the small stuff and being caught up in the big picture. That is a humongous burden to bear for someone with your training and background.""I know, I'm not ready for where my life has taken me.""No one is, Cáel. You have training that has let you get this far when most of us would be lost. You carry that weight, plus you've had to work the physical side of the equation. I get to focus on you. You've had to focus on all of us."Rachel was being both honest and kind. I felt a sudden renewed kinship with my primary guardian."Thanks for that, Rachel, can I tell you a secret? Something you can't tell another soul. Something I've never told another living person?" I could tell Rachel. I couldn't tell Katrina because she was so close to Hayden. Pamela, Pamela had already prepared herself for a miserable afterlife and wouldn't have connected with my pain for another.Since she was my 'sister' in Ishara, I couldn't really confide in Buffy, but only an Amazon would understand my thoughts on the matter. It had to be Rachel."I cannot betray the Host, but you know that. What is it you wish to share?""Hayden lived life as an Anahit, yet lives forever in the Halls of the Isharans." Since that was now well known, Rachel knew that couldn't be the secret."When I was trying to induct her, Dot Ishara refused her entry. I thought she was challenging me and I was right.""I recall that she wouldn't accept Hayden, even though her death was righteous in the name of the Host. Has no one ever asked you what changed Ishara's mind? Not Buffy, or Helena?""Neither one ever asked. I think it was because they sensed I didn't want to talk about it, nor insult them by not opening up. Ishara refused Hayden because of me. I was refusing to accept my place in the Host. I kept playing, pretending, I was not really one of you. I kept thinking I could divorce myself from the evil we did because I was special.""But you weren't special in the way I think you are using the word," she nodded. "You were chosen by the Ancestors to be one of us, man, or not.""Yeah. I stupidly put my life on the line because I wanted to be the 'good guy'. I've always wanted to be the 'good guy', even when I hurt people. I'd tell the girl it was my fault, yet I excused that behavior by thinking that I hadn't meant to hurt anyone, so I was okay. I have never blamed myself for any of the shit I caused.""That has always been a rather annoying quality of yours," she noted."When I was on the roof of Havenstone, daring Ishara with my life on the line, that's when I felt it. I owed and owned my Amazon heritage in that moment. I finally blamed myself for something, for not accepting sacrifices were being made for me and I was dishonoring every one of you by denying their purpose.""You are Ishara," Rachel stated firmly. That was her entire argument."I had to believe that. I had to believe I was nothing more than one Amazon in a long line of Amazons dating back to that first night of betrayal. I had to realize I was one of many, not someone special, with special rules. I wasn't getting to be the good guy, or even the bad guy. I was just, an Amazon. One more Ishara among the hundreds that stood in my place.""And it took that moment for you to realize what most Amazons know from the age of five," Rachel stroked my cheek. "It is easy for us to forget your bravery comes from a place that is uniquely you and you didn't grow up around the fires with tales of our mothers, grandmothers and all those who have come before. We see our honor is gold and sing the songs in the First Tongue. We live as Amazons.""I wanted you to know because," I faltered at the last memory."Charlotte. You want to make peace with me about Charlotte," she touched my cheek yet again. "Cáel, I told her mother and daughter about how she died. They want to meet Vincent when he is feeling better. They want to talk to you. They worry about you not understanding that Charlotte lives and will live on until the Sun dies and the stars burn out.""Charlotte was in the Warband that killed Ajax the Unconquered, Cáel. She fell on that ridge, looking down on Ishara's triumph over Ajax and her spirit took the news of that victory to the next life. She is a welcome exemplar to House Ska i. She will be remembered in the lists of the Security Detail, our Warrior Elite. Charlotte was my friend and I didn't wish her to die, but war is what we do. And she buried her enemies and saved our lives."Ska i was a j tunn and the Nordic goddess associated with bow-hunting, skiing, winter, and mountains. I had known her house. The SD didn't talk about their families much because of their devotion to the craft of war, so I had never known her mother was still alive, or that she had a daughter."She did much more than die, Cáel. She killed men so that when you finished with Ajax, none of them, left on that field, could avenge him," she added."I hadn't looked at it that way," I confessed. "I'd like to meet her family. You said she has a daughter. I didn't know.""You didn't need the distraction. We all knew you would have only done incredibly stupid things trying to keep us alive. If it helps, she is five and cried freely, deeply and long. Her mother is fifty-two and runs a freehold in Saskatchewan. She'll be around for a long time, trust me."Charlotte's mother had to be one tough D O B (daughter of a bitch) to see sixty. I did know she was the second of five daughters, with the middle one being in the Ska i House Guard."I am doing something for, well, for me, but for Charlotte too. Sakuniyas is leading seventeen House Isharans and two ladies from MI-6 in West Africa.""I'd heard about that," she smiled. "Charlotte's Fist." Four (the core of any war band) was a sacred number to the Amazons, as was five (the number of digits) so twenty was a classic warrior unit. It was also the number of the original houses. Normally these groups were referred to by their leader's name, but I wanted the Condotteiri to know they'd killed the wrong Amazon and Sakuniyas agreed to the naming convention.The Condos had sent Ajax to Hungary and Romania to kill me. Charlotte had died stopping them, but this was not a matter of revenge. This honored her and was a request for her to watch over those who sought inspiration from her when they went into battle. West-Central Africa was one of the three Amazon Homeland (Eastern Europe and Southern India being the other two) and was where the war was heating up.JIKIT (Joint International Khanate Interim Taskforce) became involved when the Condos and Coils of the Serpent (one of the 9 Assassin Clans) began killing local civilian and military leaders. The Condos did it to spread chaos for them to use as a smoke screen behind which they could hide the large numbers of mercenaries in the area hunting down the Amazons. The Coils attacked any official that was on the Condo's payroll.As the body count began to rise, the US and UK began having 'normal' covert agencies investigate the killings, yet they remained blind to the reasons behind the actions. It wasn't until a whole Condo 'training camp' ended up being extinguished that they realized there was a third player in the game (as opposed to the governments and the rogue mercenaries).The Coils of the Serpent were one step ahead of the intelligence agencies. And that allowed the Amazons to hunt down the Condos. We in JIKIT had estimated it was roughly 15,000 Condotteiri foot soldiers (consisting of mercs, local paramilitaries and the occasional regular army commander) versus the roughly 3000 Amazons and 1000 members of the 9 Clans. The Golden Mare was asking for Havenstone and the Freeholds in North and South America to raise up 'fists' to join the struggle in Africa. In Belize they would be trained for two months to ten weeks in jungle warfare before heading over."Are your people going to be ready?" Rachel inquired."We have done well in Japan," I replied. "The former 'Runners' actually do better moving through urbanized society than their Old School Amazon sisters.""I heard they are more prone to taking orders from the Ninja," she looked me in the eyes."I told them to. This is the Ninja's war and we serve them best by doing what we do best ~ taking the fight to the Seven Pillars when they expose themselves," I clarified. "And you got me off talking about Charlotte," I realized a second later."A long period of mourning is not our way, Cáel," she confided. "You were our friend, but you were our mission first and foremost. That hasn't changed.""Are you going to," I began to say 'remain my bodyguard'."Yes. I have a dozen House Guard members expressing a desire to join the Security Detail and be our new electronics expert. Eight of those I'm giving serious consideration to.""The other four?" I asked."Three are too young and are too interested in you for my taste. One is too old and a rather odd individual.""I like odd.""I will reconsider her then," she allowed."Are you saying that to make me happy?""No," Rachel grinned. "I admire your instincts. Do you know how soon you will be needing us?""I'm going to stay in town until the Great Hunt. After my stupendous victory, I'll see if I can get to Brazil, so mid-September.""It will take longer to integrate a member ~ the last week of November," she bargained. I really wasn't in the mood to argue. I was too much the boy who was glad to see his primary guardian standing before him. Pamela was by far the most loving and lethal one of the pack. Rachel was my rock. She kept me alive and I helped give her something to live for, even if it was a flawed 'me'."And Wakko, you don't need to give me a piece of your soul to replace Charlotte. What is hers is hers and what is ours is ours. I'll always miss her and I'm okay with that. She was a good friend and a proud compatriot and I loved her. I never had any sisters of the flesh. Mona, Tiger Lily and Charlotte have been the only real family I've had. I will find another sister and I can now accept that.""Is it alright if I still miss her?" I pondered."Of course, Ishara. Will you still be capable of taking my orders when required?""Yes. If I started ignoring your advice, I wouldn't have been worthy of leading someone like Charlotte into battle. I can honor her by letting you do your job.""Thank you. I still worry about you trying to save everyone, but now I'll worry a little less," she confessed."I still plan to do crazy stuff, hey, do you have a daughter?""No.""Want one?""I'm in the final drawing of lots for the Great Hunt," she smiled once more."You could just ask.""My way is more fun. This way I'll be sure you'll obey," she let her eyes sparkle with a mirthful fire."Don't think I'll go easy on you. I plan to win," I pledged."Of course not. Why would you change now?""I'd rather you bust my balls than mock me?" I pouted. "Instead of spending a moving moment, you are cheering me up.""It is my job to look after you, even now," she stroked my neck affectionately."Especially now," I added as I hit the elevator button."Let's catch up with the others. I need to tell Meridian that she's back in the running.""Oh, that is fortunate," I grinned. "Oh, we'll start our mission to Brazil on Thursday, February 12th.""Is there a significance of that date?"I laughed. I put an arm around her shoulder as the doors opened. There were two others Havenstone ladies onboard."Carnival in Rio de Janeiro!" I exulted. "Half a million tourists a day. Two million Brazilians. Everyone wears a mask. What's not to love?""You are so fortunate you waited until you had witnesses around," Rachel groused."Desiree says it's bad for my prestige to be beaten in public," I chortled. "I'm glad you agree.""Maybe we can spar on the mats today when you get off work?""Oh, I'd like to see that," one of the other Amazons remarked. "Weapons or hand-to-hand?""I'll let him use a weapon. I'll use my hands. I want him to think he has a chance," Rachel declared. My arm was still around her shoulder, so I knew she wasn't really pissed."Didn't you kill Ajax?" the other one noted."He tripped over his shoelaces and impaled himself on his own sword," I sighed dramatically.Since the two women looked at one another, then to Rachel, I knew I'd told the lie well."Cáel had an ally shoot a grenade overhead, Ajax died in the confusion, so whatever blow killed him is irrelevant. Cáel beat Ajax with his mind before a single blow was landed. He made his foe fight his battle and that was how Wakko Ishara won," Rachel responded."Like an Amazon," the first one nodded."With balls," I added."An Amazon with balls? I guess you are, but I don't think the testes mattered in that you beat our foe in a matter your ancestors can be proud of," the second one said."Well said," Rachel nodded."Thank you," I shook her hand. "I'm Cáel Wakko Ishara aka Nyilas.""Oh, I'm Wynona of Allatu," she answered. She shook my hand, I ran a finger over her pulse and got her to blush slightly. Allatu was the Goddess of the Underworld in Canaanite mythology and one of the First Houses."Behave," Rachel whispered."Not likely," I whispered back."Did I say something wrong?" Wynona worried."No. Rachel is my moral guardian. So, do you want to go fishing, I mean swimming tomorrow after work, say 5:15?" I inquired."Sure," her smile broadened. "I excel in the water.""Good, maybe you can teach me a thing or two," I answered. The door opened at the lobby and there stood Desiree."Here," Rachel shoved me out the door. "Take him before he fishes himself into more trouble.""I understand," Desiree grumbled. "Come on fisherman. Financial Investigations is working late tonight and we need to pick up Italian food for twenty-two.""Lead and I shall follow," I proclaimed."Why do you call him the 'Fisherman'," Wynona asked Rachel."Fish, barrel, I'll explain it to you on the way to the garage," Rachel sighed. The doors shut and off we all went.{7:10 pm, Wednesday, August 27th ~ 12 Days to go}"Will you still be having dinner with us once you return back to JIKIT?" Europa asked as Lorraine passed me some Cajun rice."Every Monday and Wednesday night and on Fridays early," I grinned."We are going to be spending some time in Doebridge over the Labor Day weekend," Europa griped. "Do you want to come with us and save Aya from retelling her ordeal to yet another band of pre-Amazons?""Aya, do you want me to run interference for you?" I asked."No," she smiled. "I want you to train for the Great Hunt. Aunt Katrina says Elsa is virtually a guarantee to be one of the thirty.""Ugh," I groaned. "That's the cherry on the top of a rather bizarre day.""Was today bad?" Loraine asked."Let me see, for starters I got to use a variety of weird weapons for firearms practice. I had a feeling I was part of a round-robin, the way they rotated their assistance to me. In the elevator, I was with Brielle and her buddy when we had a security drill. The elevator cut off, but the air handler went into overdrive, dropping the temperature. After a quick democratic vote, I lost my shirt to an impromptu fire to stay warm, alive," I chuckled. "Then we cuddled together for warmth. I was about to lose my undershirt and pants when the alert ended.""Security alerts last less than fifteen minutes," Caitlyn noted. "I doubt you were in any danger of freezing to death.""Brielle was under the impression security alerts could last hours, despite my questionable knowledge otherwise from the handbook I'd read. Since she had the seniority, I thought she knew better.""So now you are shirtless," Europe smirked."I had a spare shirt stashed in Katrina's office, but I was required to change during the meeting because we were running late. Oh, and yesterday I forgot to feed some genetically superior white rats at one of our labs. Apparently they gnawed through their cages, broke out and now are in the Manhattan underworld, plotting a rodent rebellion," I related."Oh, that was my idea," Loraine perked up."Do you sit around the table with Katrina thinking up this kind of crap!" I protested."Occasionally," Caitlyn admitted. "Most of those are pure Katrina though.""Glad to know my misery is a family bonding experience.""You should be glad to know we care about you," Europa beamed."Yeah, I'll remember that and once you are casted I'm going to absolutely abuse my authority in some serious payback," I faux-glared at her."I promise you we will make it fun," Aya pledged."You would betray your own sisters?" Caitlyn questioned."Sisters are sisters, Mother, but boon companions are for life," Aya countered."That's cool, Mom," Europa snorted. "We'll always be taller than Aya, and faster.""Only more proof she'll be smarter," Caitlyn shook her head. "So Cáel what happened next?""What makes you think the rest of my day wasn't mundane and boring?""According to Katrina, you are the best stress reliever at Havenstone since they put in the Jacuzzis. With it being open season on you today, I figured your day was one misadventure after another," Caitlyn smiled warmly."Fine, I had to go to Financial Investigations to discuss my expense account in Europe.""That doesn't sound all that exciting," Loraine said."We were in the pool swimming in the classic Amazon style, I swear, sometime I think I should go to work wearing nothing but a trench coat and a smile," I grouched."Did you make any babies?" Aya chirped."No, I can't have that kind of fun with any employees for another twelve more days. Anyway, they were quite cross with me not using their services and let me know for an hour and, thirty-six minutes. After that I had to get a reference physical.""You are as healthy as a horse," Europa neighed."Funny Epona," I sniffed indignantly. "You are a load of laughs, filly. After I had been turned into a prune they made me undress again. There was some nonsense about all the combat I had been in had made me shorter and given me muscle constriction.""That is a good one," Aya nodded. "I'm glad they were being as creative as you are, Atta.""Who is to say that I'm not being the creative one here?" I winked at her."Were your muscles 'constricted'?" Loraine snickered. Europa gave her a thumbs up for joining on the fun."Nope, all my reflexes are in working order and I can still salute on demand," I smiled. "Which was good because after that, I worked through lunch with Acquisitions discussing Khanate plans for Siberia." There was a pause."What was so horrid about that?" Loraine inquired, as if I had been tortured up until that point."We had to do the whole three hour routine on the practice mats. I was pinned grappled and I had something that was strangely reminiscent of a titty-snuggle. I mean, all that skin-tight clothing, close contact and sweaty bodies was murder on my concentration," I confessed."We aren't going to be investing in Siberia, are we?" Aya winked at me."I don't know. I spent three hours saying "I don't know" and "I haven't a clue.""You are good at that," Europa jibed. I flicked a pea at her, bouncing it off her chin. She was getting ready for a spaghetti & meatball counterattack when Caitlyn's cough brought her up short."He is the Head of House Ishara. He can act that way. You are Epona and we are better behaved."Europa stuck her tongue at me, I returned the gesture and this time Caitlyn's cough was aimed at me. She followed that up by rubbing her foot along my shin. I smiled at her, then caught Aya smiling at the both of us. Then I recalled Aya had set the table, damn it."I'll get us dessert," Aya beamed happiness my way. I was thinking about dessert alright, damn that girl.{Rhada Revisited}"I'm home gang," I exhaled. "Ready to go out?" and was promptly shot with a Nerf gun. "What did I do this time?"Timothy and Odette were getting off the sofa. Odette was taking aim while Timothy left his single-shot where he'd been sitting."We are going out. You are not," Timothy grinned. "You have company in the bedroom.""Man, I was looking forward to," then Odette shot me in the stomach with her six shot nerf repeater."You have company," Odette emphasized the 'company' part. To me this implied someone who I couldn't seduce with a few words, maybe get busy for half an hour then go out partying. That could only mean,I opened my door and there lay Rhada, completely naked, hogtied and bound. She had even been gagged. Her look of hate and loathing turned to, something else; part fear and part heartsick yearning. Could Timothy and Odette, really just Timothy, I loved Odette but she had the combat skills of a Tribble. Could Timothy defeat Rhada so thoroughly that she could be so bound?Not likely. I'd been neglecting her, What with being kidnapped, running off to Europe and generally doing my job, I'd neglected her well-defined physique, olive skin and athletic curves. I'd been a fool for letting her waste away while I'd been 'not' earning a paycheck. Hell, I was working too much. I'd played around in college and still managed to graduate with good grades, and it wasn't like I had been hired for my brains."Oh, I've been missing this," I relished her helplessness while rubbing my palms together."Mumph," Rhada protested. It was hard for her to move her body. Her legs were bound above the knee to her shins while her ankles were lashed together and then to the top of her thighs.Her elbows and wrists were tied behind her back, wrists to wrist. The ropes securing her arms crisscrossed above and below her breasts and looped around her neck. She looked tightly secured. A bit too secured. I couldn't see how to un-hog-tie her."Don't you dare go anywhere," I warned Rhada then backed out of the room hurriedly."I suggested the ass plug!" Odette smiled as I turned around. I'd missed that given the shapeliness of her buttock,"I color-coded the ends of the ropes for you. Pull the yellow, then green and then pink and she'll come undone just fine. I put some ointment by the bedside for after. It will help numb the burn and promotes healing without scarring," Timothy patted me on the shoulder. "Now that you've b

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From Lost In Eros – Book 1A Day of Raucous GamesIn 10 Parts By BradentonLarry.  Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.The Player laughed cheerfully, and said, “That's an awful lot of questions. I'll tell you what, let's make this interesting.”Peter grinned from ear to ear at this, and both Ilsa and Natalia clapped their hands with glee. Keiko seemed pleased, but was more restrained. Igor did not seem to be paying attention to the conversation.Don and Toshia shared a “this is weird” look, and then she said, “What do you mean ‘interesting'?”“I mean, let's play a game. If you win, or every time you get a point, I'll answer a question to the best of my ability.”“And if you win?” Toshia asked skeptically.The Player smiled, and reached out with the end of his walking stick to run it up along the inside of Toshia's leg. He said, “Oh, I'm sure we can work out something as a prize.”Don looked at Toshia, thinking she would want to talk about this, but she only glanced at Don and then said, “Fine, we'll play, but you have to answer honestly.”“Of course!” the Player laughed. “Excellent! To the game room!”“Yay!” Ilsa and Natalia clapped, as the Player led the group down the hallway.“Are you sure about this?” Don asked Toshia in a low voice.“No,” she admitted, “but we've got to get some answers. This place is huge! We'll never find our way out here before whoever took us finds out we've escaped.”“But what if this is who took us?”“They seem more like inmates than wardens to me.”Don had to admit she had a point there, so he thought about changing the subject. He wondered if he should mention what had almost happened in the secret passageway. He had known Toshia for years, had been persistently in love with her for almost all of that time, and he was frankly worried about scaring her off. On the other hand, he admitted that didn't seem likely. Toshia was very reasonable, which was a big part of why he loved her, and it didn't seem reasonable that she would hold anything that had happened here, or was likely to happen, against him. Besides, he had no idea of what to say. “Sorry I almost fucked you”? He wasn't sorry, and she had definitely been very keen on him actually doing it.Just then, the Player led them to a big pair of doors, which he threw open dramatically. As he led the troupe into the large, open room, which seemed to be about the size of a tennis court to Don, the Player announced, “I know! Let's play dodge ball!”“Great idea!” Peter said. “Help me get the place ready, Igor.”“Dodge ball?” Toshia asked the Player, as the two other men hurried to move various balls and rackets and over-sized chess pieces put into cabinets set into the walls.“You do know how to play, don't you?” the Player asked.“Well, yes,” Toshia said, “I was expecting something like strip poker or chess.”“My dear,” he chuckled, “you're already naked. Though, I must say, it looks very good on you. I have been working on rules for strip chess, but I'm not quite happy with them yet.”“Well, say we agree to dodge ball,” Don cut in. “How do the rules work? There are only two of us and six of you.”“Yes, good point,” the Player paused.“Girls against boys!” Peter shouted from across the room.“Ah, splendid idea, Peter!” grinned the Player.“Well, how's that supposed to work?” Toshia asked.“Hmm, give me a moment,” he said as he tapped his chin with the oddly phallic handle of his walking stick. “Okay, how about this? The men against the women. If the women hit one of us with a throw, you two can ask a question. If a man hits a woman with a throw, he gets to play with her.”“Play with her?”“Have sex,” the Player chuckled. “I forgot for a moment that you're new here. Whatever the gentleman says goes, but no more than one orgasm for him. As it is, we'll have to wait for them to finish before getting back to the game.”“But Don will be on your team?”“Yes, but surely he will do his best for our team,” the Player said, “anything else just wouldn't be sporting. I can assure you that the girls will give it their all for your side. We all love a good game.”Don looked over and saw that all three of the Player's women had slipped out of their dresses and high heels and were stretching in anticipation of the game. He had to admit that they seemed to be in very good shape.“Well, what do you think?” he asked Toshia, who had also been checking out the women.“I think they're hot,” she smirked at him.“Agreed, but what about this game? If you get hit, one of the guys is going to get you.”“And it might be you,” she smiled.“Damn, you're enjoying this,” Don laughed.“Might as well make the best of things, right?” she shrugged, “Besides, you know, I'm spry.”“Okay, fine, but he's right you know, I'll be playing to win.”“Of course,” Toshia laughed.He turned to the Player, and said, “Alright, but I'd like to suggest a rule change. I don't think it's unreasonable to think the men will be throwing harder than the women, so they should get a handicap. How about if they catch one of our throws, ”“Before it bounces,” the Player threw in.“Yes, before it bounces. If a woman catches a throw it counts as a point for them, and we get to ask a question.”“And if we catch one of their throws?”“Well, we get possession of the ball, and that's worth something, isn't it?”The Player laughed, “You're a man after my own heart, Don. Agreed!”Once Igor and Peter were finished with the cleanup, everyone gathered around the Player who explained the rules he had agreed to with Toshia and Don. He reached into a small pocket of his jacket and produced a coin. The women won the toss and got first possession of the ball. As they cleared off to the other side of the room, the Player took off his hat and tails, setting them off to the side with his walking stick.The room itself had a very high ceiling, with bright chandeliers providing illumination. The walls, aside from two doors, were covered with cabinet doors, and the floor was covered with a short-napped checkerboard carpeting. The ball Peter had produced was bright green and a bit smaller than the dodge balls Don and Toshia were used to. The Player had indicated a row of squares in the carpet that split the room in two lengthwise and said that no one was to go in that area. While the ball was in play, the girls had to stay on their end, and the boys on theirs.Don watched as the women conferred briefly before the ball was passed to Toshia as the guest of honor and de facto team leader. She tossed the ball from hand to hand, gave it a bounce on the floor, and then walked toward the middle of the room. Her eyes scanned the row of men who all seemed ready to spring into action, with the exception of Igor, who was paying attention, but who appeared completely disinterested. Looking over at Don, on the far right side of the room, Toshia abruptly shifted and hurled the ball straight at Igor.Igor didn't even try to dodge the throw but caught it without any apparent effort. Without pause, he threw it hard at Ilsa who was the target closest to being straight in front of him. The ball was moving very fast, but Ilsa gracefully stepped out of the way. The ball boomed off a cabinet door on the back wall, and bounced back toward the center of the room. Keiko scrambled to intercept it, and as soon as she had it in her grasp, spun and fired it right at Don.Years of kung fu training stood Don in good stead, for the ball rocketed past him with a foot to spare, even though Keiko's aim had been perfectly accurate. Don got hold of the ball then, and threw it with all his might at Toshia, who lived up to her word and was spry enough to get out of the way.The ball volleyed back and forth quite a few times before anyone scored a point. It was soon apparent that Toshia was the favorite target on her side, so she had to work quite hard to avoid getting hit. The women were more even handed, except that they all seemed to be avoiding throwing at Igor. Don could see why; the short man gave no sport and had a disconcerting ability to catch the ball and fire it back with dangerous precision. Ultimately, though, it was the women who scored the first point. Peter tried to catch a throw from Natalia, but the ball managed to slip through his grasp. Don couldn't help but groan a little at his team's loss, even though it meant that the Player would now answer a question.Toshia stepped up to the line of forbidden carpet squares, and said, “How do we get out of here? And I mean this whole building, not just this room.”“Nice save,” Don chuckled.The Player paused to consider, and then said, “I've never tried to leave, and I really don't know why anyone would want to, but you can get out of the building by going out into the garden. I don't know if there's anything interesting outside the garden.”“How do we get to the garden?” Toshia asked.“No,” the Player laughed. “That's another question. Throw the ball, Peter.”Toshia had to throw herself flat on the ground to dodge the fast moving pitch from Peter. Another series of determined volleys followed. As if to make up for his earlier flub, it was Peter who scored the next point by hitting Ilsa in the left tit when Toshia ducked out of the way right in front of her.Everyone clapped, and the Player directed Peter and Ilsa to the center of the room so everyone could watch. Don moved over to sit down on the floor next to Toshia. He planned to ask her how she was doing, but he could tell that she was more interested at the moment in what Peter and Ilsa were doing.Ilsa was almost as tall as Peter, and they met in the center of the room with a long passionate kiss. His hands moved up to caress her very large tits, while hers immediately pulled up his kilt to get at his flaccid member. Her stroking and pulling on it soon had it at half-mast, and then she dropped to her knees in front of him. Without any preliminaries, Ilsa began to suck on it, taking almost the entire length into her mouth at first. As it got harder and longer, she took less of it, though occasionally she would slowly sink down on the entire length, taking the head and a good part of the shaft into her throat. Though he was entitled by the rules to anything, Peter seemed quite content with the quietly intense blowjob he was getting. As he began to rock his hips, fucking his cock in and out of her mouth and throat, Ilsa moaned in approval and increased the speed and strength of her sucking. When Peter began to come, he pulled away from Ilsa's mouth and shot stream after stream of cum on her face, neck and full tits. Everyone clapped, and Keiko and Natalia hurried over to help Ilsa up. Don was a bit surprised and quite titillated to see Keiko enthusiastically lean in to lick and suck Peter's cum from Ilsa's tit and neck.Looking to his side, Don noticed that Toshia was also watching the girls. Then, noticing that he was looking at her, Toshia looked back at Don and then quickly glanced down at the very hard erection he was again sporting.“Okay, well back to the game,” the Player called. “But this is going to take forever, so I suggest we add another ball. Any objections?”There were none, so a second ball was produced. Ilsa had one, and Don had the other. Don's flew straight at Toshia, while Ilsa's shot straight at his head. Toshia dodged, but Don took the hit, which knocked him to the side a bit.As he shook his head to clear it of stars, Toshia asked, “How do we get to the garden?”“I honestly do not recall at the moment,” the Player said. Seeing that this answer wasn't acceptable, he added, “However, if you like, later, we'll help you find the garden. I promise.”Toshia and Don agreed that this was fair enough, and the game resumed. Now that there were two balls in play things were much trickier. The women seemed to coordinate their attacks a bit better than the men, who were basically just throwing at the increasingly tired Toshia. The other girls tried to help out by trying to catch the thrown balls. At one point, Keiko caught a ball only to be hit a split second later. Everyone agreed to call that a draw. The next point was won by Toshia and Natalia who managed to catch the Player with a fast combination that effectively drove him into the second ball.“Who brought us here?” Toshia asked.The Player frowned, and said, “I'm afraid I really don't know. I do have a suggestion as to who you should ask though.”The Player had picked up the ball that had hit him, and Don had the other, both had their sights set on Toshia.When Toshia asked, “Who?” he laughed and said, “That's another question.” Both he and Don threw their balls almost simultaneously.Toshia was used to this by now, though, and was able to twist to the side and down just in time to avoid getting hit. The Player's ball smacked off a side wall and was then plucked out of the air by nimble Keiko. Don's ball, though, smacked into Natalia's shoulder.Everyone cheered Don's luck, including, he noticed, Toshia. As Natalia moved to the middle of the room, Don looked intently at Toshia, who responded by nodding in Natalia's direction and giving him a shooing gesture. “Have fun!” she said with a big grin.Natalia had already gotten down on her knees and was watching him approach with a soft smile and glittering eyes. Don noticed that her hair was still immaculately coifed, despite all the exertions of the game. Of course, he also noticed that there was an exceptionally beautiful woman on her knees in front of him, who was now stroking and kissing his cock. From where he was standing Don could see Ilsa, Keiko and Peter, but couldn't see Toshia, though he knew she was watching. Remembering her reaction in the secret passageway, Don decided he would put on something of a show. He gently stepped to the side, moving slowly so Natalia could move with him, so that Toshia had a good view from the side, as she had for Peter and Ilsa.Don's cock was now fully hard again, and he began to fuck in and out of Natalia's mouth. He pulled almost all the way out and then slowly pushed back in, letting Toshia see the shaft sliding in and out. Natalia knelt there passively with her hands resting on her thighs, allowing Don to set the pace. He held her head lightly in his hands, but was careful not to obstruct Toshia's view of his cock and Natalia's mouth.Though this felt wonderful, and Don knew with all the pent-up tension he'd accumulated since waking up he could easily come very soon, he wanted to do more than just shoot his cum on Natalia as Peter had done to Ilsa. He pulled his cock away from Natalia's mouth, and said, “Please get up on your hands and knees. Face toward Toshia.”Natalia happily complied, and Don moved around behind her and got down on his knees. Looking up to make sure Toshia was watching, Don smiled and took his cock in hand and rubbed the head of it up and down along Natalia's moist lips. She pushed back at him, encouraging him to take her. Don was all too happy to oblige, and pushed the fat head of his cock into her welcoming cunt. Sliding in slowly, he reveled in the sensations as her sheath of soft, moist flesh and strong muscles took him in, spreading to accommodate his thickness. Once he was all the way in, he paused a moment, and then began to pull back out, almost all the way. Then he drove back in all the way, shoving Natalia forward. She caught her balance by shoving her hands out a bit further. She cried out with a little yelp as he filled her so abruptly, his balls slapping against her clit. One more torturous withdrawal and another savage filling, which respectively elicited a moan and a yelp from Natalia, and then Don began to seriously fuck her. He held her by the waist, fucking in and out of her cunt with abandon. Natalia shoved back against him, crying out with pleasure. Don felt her fingers against him as she played with her clit. Looking up, he saw that Toshia was watching both of them, and the expressions on Natalia's face in particular. Although his orgasm was building quickly, Don was surprised that Natalia beat him to it. She screamed and pushed back against him, and he felt her cunt squeezing and pulling on him.Then Don was coming. It felt like he shot a geyser of cum into Natalia, and then another and another. His balls and cock seemed to be shooting his very life into this woman's sweet cunt. Pulse after pulse of semen moved through him into her body. Don was dimly aware that he had thrown his head back and was still coming into Natalia, but all he could feel was the spasming of his cock and the trembling all through his body.Finally, when he opened his eyes, he saw that Natalia had sprawled forward on the carpet with her ass in the air and his cock still deep in her cunt. Everyone in the room was applauding and cheering, including Toshia. Eventually, Don pulled out of Natalia, who whimpered a bit before Keiko, Ilsa, and Toshia came over to help her up. Don had a happy grin on his face, as he watched Toshia with the other girls.She looked at him with a mischievous grin and said, “Look what a mess you made!” She drew his attention down to the cum that was slowly running down the inside of Natalia's thighs. Then Toshia shocked him by reaching down and scooping a healthy glob of it on her fingers. Looking him straight in the eye, Toshia promptly carried the cum to her mouth and sucked it down.She laughed at the expression on his face, and said, “You better get back to your side.”Both Don and Natalia were hardly playing at their best after their encounter, but it was Toshia who got hit next. Certainly the exertion of dodging the vast majority of throws thrown at her team had something to do with the fact that she was unable to dodge the ball that caught her. Another factor was the ball thrown by Peter that she'd had to duck low to avoid. When the Player threw the next ball in that instant, Toshia hardly even saw it coming.In spite of everything that had happened, and everything he'd seen from Toshia leading up to this point, Don was surprised to see how quickly she got into the center of the room and down on her knees. By the time, Don had taken his place with a view, the Player had come up to stand in front of her. He was so tall that Toshia had to look up to get the head of his cock into her mouth as it dangled there in front of him. Don watched raptly as Toshia reached up with both hands to stroke and pull at the long cock in front of her, sucking on the head all the while.As the long black shaft got harder and began to stand up, Toshia sat back and the Player took a small step away from her. Both of Toshia's hands were wrapped around the organ now, and she was bobbing her head a little as she sucked on the head.Don noticed that his hand was in his lap, squeezing his own cock, which was surprisingly enough beginning to return to its usual raging erection. He noticed that Keiko, who was sitting about six feet to his right was looking at him and the cock in his hand.Toshia's fingers now couldn't wrap around the Player's cock, and it was so hard that she had to let it out of her mouth. She leaned in to kiss and suck on his big balls, while reaching up to continue caressing his cock. Then she got up and bent over to continue sucking on the head of his cock. Don found himself thinking that he would love to get up and get behind Toshia now as she was bent over like that.Don noticed that Keiko was crawling closer to him. She smiled at him and sat down next to him, turning back to watch the show.The Player leaned down to say something to Toshia. Without taking her mouth off his cock, she nodded emphatically. He said something else, which met with another nod, and then she released his cock. The Player promptly and gracefully lay down on his back. Toshia leaned over him to kiss and lick his cock, which now lay on top of his belly. She ran her hands over the big phallus lovingly, and straddled his thighs. Gradually she worked her way up until she was over the base of his cock. After pausing there to rub her cunt and clit against the underside of his fat, hard organ, she kissed the head of his cock and then got to her feet over him.Don felt Keiko's hand steal into his lap and take hold of his cock. He also noticed that on the other side of the room Natalia had her head in Peter's lap. Apparently, the Player's little entourage th

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Baylee Rose Drown, is a queer woman farmer, educator and community builder. Baylee believes in good food for all people. For Baylee, this starts with caring for soil and extends into seeking justice in our land and food system. Sliding scale CSA, working with meal centers and acknowledging colonial land theft (our land is the home of Nehantic people) are all part working of towards an equitable food system. Baylee was raised on her families' Holstein dairy farm in Michigan.  She earned a Bachelors of Science from Michigan State Universities' College of Agriculture and Natural Resources in 2009. This is where she first discovered land and animal ethics, which inspired her transition from a conventional farmer to a regenerative farmer.Baylee picked up the organic farming bug in Vermont, where she worked at Green Mountain College's diversified farm from 2009-2013.  During Baylee's time at Green Mountain she qualified the farm as Animal Welfare Approval and was active in the greater community by serving as a boardmember for the Stone Valley Food Coop. Baylee earned her Masters of Science in Sustainable Food Systems from Green Mountain College in 2014, as she was incorporating Upper Pond Farm as an LLC and turning the soil in Old Lyme for the first time.  Baylee is a life long learner. Recently she completed courses on Uprooting Racism in the Food System, Holistic Management, Soil Health and Climate Change and Compost Facility Management. Baylee enjoys mentoring and teaching all ages from mutual aid for fellow farmers, to apprentices, WWOOFers and LymeConsolidated Elementary Students. Baylee presents on the subjects of grant writing, composting, chemical free pest management and integrating animal and plant food production systems. Baylee uses her small cattle herd to manage and improve grasslands and soils. Cows can save the planet - ask Baylee how! Baylee loves bringing people together through farmers' markets hosted at the Long Table, and volunteering withConnecticut Farmland Trust and the Connecticut Compost Alliance.Baylee loves feeding people and being really tired and dirty at the end of a workday. She also loves to teach, hike, fish, make cheese and cook.www.5calls.org  Long Table Farm website  Long Table Farm Facebook Long Table Farm Instagram Long Table Farm YouTube  Long Table Farm BlueskyCows Save the Planet by Judith Schwartz Beaver Land by Leila Philip Animal Welfare Approved  Holistic Management International Richard Perkins Youtube Thanks to New England Grazing Network for sponsoring this episode under a USDA-Grazing Lands Conservation Initiation grant! More educational and transformational offerings from Jenn Colby Whole Human web site Choosing to Farm Patreon link Leave us a review at Choosing to Farm!The Choosing to Farm podcast is all about telling origin stories, learning from the journeys, and creating connection among first-and returning-generation livestock farmers and ranchers across the US and the world.  After nearly 30 years working professionally in agriculture as well as being a returning-generation farmer myself, I'm here to share stories, tips and resources to help livestock farmers and ranchers heal our relationship with success.  Want to help? Like, share or review this episode! Want to help even more? Join our Patreon to support the show or even buy me a cup of coffee at the Choosing to Farm web site!

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For us, streamer fishing is best when we actively and intentionally move the fly. But with glides and slides, our animations are often subtle, because sometimes these are the most natural or convincing looks.Rolling the bottom, gliding mid-current along a knee-deep riffle or slow-sliding off the bank — all of these maneuvers are just as enticing, and they catch just as many trout as flashy retrieves (sometimes). But we tend to forget them. Or rather, we might not have the discipline to stay with an understated look for very long, because the modest stuff isn't as exciting — maybe it's not as much fun either. Gliding the fly is drifting it downstream in one current. Sliding the fly starts with a glide and then brings it across currents. My friend, Austin Dando, and I dig into all the possibilities. ResourcesREAD: Troutbitten | Category | StreamersREAD: Troutbitten | Streamer Presentations -- The Deadly Slow SlidePODCAST: Troutbitten | Night Fishing for Trout - Swinging and DriftingVisitTroutbitten WebsiteTroutbitten InstagramTroutbitten YouTubeTroutbitten Facebook 

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Carl Quintanilla, Jim Cramer and David Faber drilled down on catalysts for Wednesday's tech pullback: Alphabet posts a Q4 revenue miss and announces a $75 billion capex plan, AMD misses on AI data center revenue and China reportedly weighs a probe into Apple's App Store. In a CNBC exclusive, Uber CEO Dara Khosrowshahi joined the anchors at Post 9  to discuss his company's Q4 results, autonomous driving and the guidance that weighed on the stock. Also in focus: Disney's Q1 beat and streaming subscriber losses, earnings winners and losers -- including one stock that plummeted 35%. Squawk on the Street Disclaimer

An insightful conversation on the complexities of relationships and divorce featuring Dr. Galena Rhoades, a leading psychologist and research professor at the University of Denver. The episode covers a variety of topics including the science behind what keeps couples together, the importance of commitment and communication, and the controversial topic of infidelity and its recovery process. The podcast includes engaging segments like 'Overrated or Underrated' and 'They Said It,' where Evan and producer Dave delve into trending topics and quotes about relationships. Dr. Rhoades offers research-backed truths and practical advice, making this a must-listen for anyone interested in understanding the dynamics of love and divorce.   Topics   01:35 February Excitement and Super Bowl Talk 03:01 Valentine's Day Discussion 04:12 Docket Items: Divorce and Cheating 06:26 Bill Gates' Divorce Regret 12:10 Overrated or Underrated: Legal and Fun Topics 22:03 Interview with Dr. Galena Rhoades 26:27 Research on Cohabitation and Divorce 28:00 The Sliding vs. Deciding Theory 30:04 Designing the Ideal Psychological Study 31:38 Healing After Betrayal in Relationships 33:49 The Phases of Recovery from Infidelity 38:53 The Myths of Love and Relationships 41:49 Impact of Family Background on Relationships 44:14 Key Components of Thriving Relationships 47:45 Insights from 'Fighting for Your Marriage' 50:35 Analyzing Historical Relationships 52:52 They Said It: Reflections on Love and Commitment 57:40 Conclusion and Final Thoughts

This week on our Fix It Home Improvement Podcast we talk about maintaining a sliding patio door. You can subscribe on your favorite podcast app. Check out our home improvement videos on our YouTube channel Fix It Home Improvement. Download our e-books, Home Improvement Solutions : What Every Homeowner Should Know on Amazon. Email us at fixitpodcast@gmail.com. Follow us on Instagram, Fix It Home Improvement.

This season is a ten-part Troutbitten Skill Series, all about Streamer Presentations. We've been looking forward to this one for a long time.We spend a lot of our time dead drifting dry flies and nymphs. But with streamers, we're trying to make them look alive. Instead of no motion, we move the fly. And this is exactly why we love to fish streamers. Because we get tired of dead drifting. And we love to think about everything  we can do with a streamer to make a trout eat the fly.A lot of angler say that streamer fishing is salesmanship. That's a great description of the process, because we need to convince the fish that what we're offering is worth the effort.But how do we sell it? What are the animations? What are the things we can do with a long fly, to make it look like a baitfish, like a crayfish, a sculpin, maybe a small trout or a fall fish?This Skills Series will highlight a number of these ways to move the fly. We'll talk about the Jerk Strip, the Head Flip, Jigging, Speed Leads, Lane Changes, the Crossover Technique, Swinging, Drifting, Gliding, Sliding and more, with dedicated episodes for each.But, what can we control? Within all of those different presentations, what are the elements that make up a Head Flip, for example? How deep is a streamer during a slow slide? How fast is it going during a Speed Lead? While swinging or drifting, what elements can we adjust and which ones are actually out of our control.Covering those elements is our goal with this first episode on Streamer Presentations. We're here to put some details around the things we can control on a streamer.Head Position (the direction of the fly)DepthSpeedAnd whether we're holding one seam or crossing seamsNotably, we won't talk much in this series about flies or even lines and leaders. Because the point is, you can get these motions, these presentations on a wide variety of lines — sinking line, floating line or a Mono Rig. You can use short leaders, long leaders, poly leaders or standard. You can fish it all. But the real question with streamers . . . is how do you want the fly to move?The joy of streamer fishing is that everything works sometimes. Trout respond to many kinds of presentations out there, and trying to dial that in is a fun way to spend your day.ResourcesREAD: Troutbitten | Category | StreamersREAD: Troutbitten | Streamer Presentations -- Jigs, Jerks and StripsPODCAST: Troutbitten | Streamer Presentations -- All About the Head of the FlyVisitTroutbitten WebsiteTroutbitten InstagramTroutbitten YouTubeTroutbitten Facebook Thank You to Pre-Roll Ad Sponsors:SkwalaandOrvisThank You to Pre-Roll Ad Sponsors:SkwalaandOrvis

Welcome to Episode 319 of the Worship Probs Podcast! Get ready - This is an episode jam-packed with conversations that are sure to entertain, encourage, and equip you in your ministry! Brian Tabor is BACK with Brian Taylor - Don't miss this!! They share a hilarious round of original prayer concerns and some key resources. Then, they have a great conversation answering some questions from you, the listeners, in the segment, Sliding Into The DMs. Let's unpack what to do when your heart isn't in it, and how to handle broadcasted negativity. Learn more and stay connected with >>> Worship Probs (instagram.com/worshipprobs) // Brian Tabor (instagram.com/briantabor) // Brian Taylor (instagram.com/briantaylor) Special thank you to our friends at Maven Media Productions for editing the podcast [Follow @mavenmediaproductions and visit www.mavenmediaproductions.com], and our great friend Scott Hoke for the voiceover intro [Visit www.scotthokevoice.com].

Examining the sliding scale of Bears fans' expectations for success (Hour 4) full 2104 Thu, 16 Jan 2025 22:28:38 +0000 vxuZ8dEFhGaNomIlLRC0gMkTzH8L7MtP sports Bernstein & Harris Show sports Examining the sliding scale of Bears fans' expectations for success (Hour 4) Dan Bernstein and Marshall Harris bring you fun, smart and compelling Chicago sports talk with great listener interaction. The show features discussion of the Bears, Blackhawks, Bulls, Cubs and White Sox as well as the biggest sports headlines beyond Chicago. Leila Rahimi joins the show as a co-host on Wednesdays. Recurring guests include Bears linebacker T.J. Edwards, Pro Football Talk founder Mike Florio, Cubs outfielder Ian Happ and Cubs president of baseball operations Jed Hoyer. Catch the show live Monday through Friday (10 a.m.- 2 p.m. CT) on 670 The Score, the exclusive audio home of the Cubs and the Bulls, or on the Audacy app. © 2024 Audacy, Inc. Sports False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-link=https%3A%2F%2Frss.amperwave.net%2F

In this episode, David and Angelike discuss the dangers and pitfalls of placing your dreams on cruise control and what making one simple decision can do for your future. In a world where attention spans are getting shorter and devices are stealing away precious time, it's time to recommit to being present. When you do this, you'll see with new eyes, the opportunities that are right there in front of you.Connect with us to get more Turned Onwww.turnedon.comFollow on IG @angelikenorrie and @davidnorrie.turnedonOfficial FB Community Page https://www.facebook.com/TurnedOnCommunity

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Episode 213- Brian Yandle & Mike Mottau are back with a fresh mailbag episode this week on The Rink Shrinks! Prior to the mailbag the guys catch up on what went on over the weekend, the United States winning back to back World Juniors Championships, and Southie native Chris Rooney officiating his 1,500th NHL game. Then the guys open up the mailbag and get to all of your questions and stories which include: Players being afraid of body contact How to get looks from teams, use an advisor Improving your game off the ice + more! BY & Motts wrap up the show answering the My Hockey Rankings question of the week. This episode of The Rink Shrinks is dedicated to Eddie Mottau Thank you for listening! Please rate, review, and subscribe! If you're interested in sponsoring the show, please reach out to us by email or DM us on Instagram! Leave us a voicemail: 347-6-SHRINK Email: RinkShrinks@gmail.com Instagram: @TheRinkShrinks Twitter: @RinkShrinks Website: www.therinkshrinks.com Today's Episode Was Sponsored By: BetOnline Sparx Hockey TSR Hockey Franklin Sports My Hockey Rankings

(00:08-11:43) Pick Six CFB and NFL Playoff Edition. Standings are a little haywire. The snake draft order is throwing Martin off. Leanin' into the stink again. (11:52-23:54) Tim doesn't like picking Penn State over the Fighting Irish. Martin's show recap. Audio of Travis and Jason Kelce talking about the Chiefs laying down against the Broncos to keep Joe Burrow and the Bangles out of the playoffs. How's Doug going to explain that profanity to his adult children? Sliding door pervert moments. Did Tim's mom take Wet Pink? (24:03-24:42) Short segment to get back on track and it's Tim's mom's fault. (00:00-00:00) Friend of the show and regular guest Joe Theismann joins the show ahead of his Fighting Irish's big game tonight in the Orange Bowl. Feeling pretty nervous. Joe's a Man of the People. What does Notre Dame have to do to get the win? The Notre Dame conference situation. Joe's thoughts on tomorrow's game. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices