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He met an alien at Area 61. He traveled beneath Antarctica's ice and uncovered the Nazi UFO base. The X-Files? Yeah, that was based on his work.In this Special Halloween Episode of Open Loops, you'll find answers to such bone-chilling questions as:"Is our understanding of life and consciousness as fragile as our perception of reality?""What makes children our most valuable resource?""Is physics the new 'religion' guiding our belief systems?""Could cosmic alignments or distant planets like Mars actually mess with our minds? Or... is sustainable farming secretly a spiritual awakening in disguise?"Dr. Richard Alan Miller returns to Open Loops to take you on a whirlwind journey beyond the limits of reality and life itself. He'll blow your mind with his work on Embryonic Holography and A Holographic Concept of Reality.Just sit back, listen to him speak in riddles, metaphors, and real-life tales of triumph—and by the end, you too will bi-locate to Mars, get sucked through Saturn's black hole, and return to Earth...with a plastic pumpkin bucket full of processed chocolate bars and the occasional Smartie.Trick, treat, or both? You decide. (An apple with a razor inside technically qualifies as both....lucky!)Happy Holo-Ween....it's Open LooOOooOOOoops! Dr. Richard Alan Miller's Links:Main Website - https://www.richardalanmiller.com/Shop - https://www.richardalanmiller.com/bookstore  Let Greg know how you like the show. Write your review, soliloquy, Haiku or whatever twisted thoughts you want to share at https://ratethispodcast.com/openloops

TEN YEARS! You have been able to catch this multi-weekly, ad free podcast for 10 years. I am not so good at reflecting and patting myself on the back. But the team insisted because it's not just my podcast journey or their podcast journey, but it's been yours too. Cheers to 10 years! Thank YOU! How did the podcast start?  You know the planner that I am, so how do you think the Organize 365® Podcast came to be? I was in direct sales before I started this company, right? So I thought I'd start a podcast and kind of feel out the process. I got to use my teacher skills to teach other direct sales consultants how to grow their businesses. Once I identified as a podcaster, I knew I wanted to start one for Organize 365®.  When I start something new, I always ask myself, “On what level can I do this consistently for the rest of my life?” Yes, I am that intense. Consistency is important. So I made an intentional one year plan of episodes. Fast forward 10 years and here we are! I get so much joy from talking to you. It's fun to look back at how my life was 10 years ago. We all change so much. Some listeners say they resonate more with the old Lisa because of the phase of life I was in then. I was sitting in church one Sunday thinking about the number of people in attendance. After some rough math, I realized that most of the episodes get more downloads than people that were in attendance that day. It's really incredible! I just kept taking the next step with the podcast over the years. Now there are 23 million overall downloads and we are in the top 5% of all podcasts! This podcast has enabled me to make such a large impact. You start something, keep improving your skills, you collaborate with others and before you know it, you get to do something bigger because others in that same space come alongside you and help you make that impact. That's what we continue to do at Organize 365®. Thank YOU!! We continue to iterate Do you remember the SMARTIE goals? Well the I is for iterate. And at Organize 365® there have been many iterations due to the phase of business we have been in. We have produced series and some stay, some get put into private playlists for some of our courses, and some get retired.  We currently have three kinds of podcast episodes. Coffee Chats: This information is usually time sensitive, like an alert. Some of these episodes expire so we pull them when the content is no longer relevant.  Wednesday Transformation with YOU!: These episodes are members from our community who come on the podcast to share the transformation they have experienced by implementing some of the Organize 365® systems. **Please apply!! Please!! Friday: I try to pack these episodes full of useful information. These episodes usually pertain to the energy for the time of year  Ways to win: Take a few minutes to figure out in your podcast player, how to leave a review and rate the Organize 365® Podcast. Note: Written reviews can only be left in Apple. Post one of your favorite episodes on Facebook or Instagram and tag Organize 365®. You can do this weekly! Post one of your favorite episodes on LinkedIn and tag Lisa Woodruff. You can do this weekly! What you'll win:  Organize 365® Tote Bag Sunday Basket® Bookmark Bumper Sticker Organize 365® Colored Pencils Good Luck!! EPISODE RESOURCES: SMARTIES Goal Printable Wednesday Podcast Guest Application Tag us on Facebook @organize365 Tag us on Instagram @organize365 Tag Lisa on LinkedIn @LisaWoodruff 10 Year Anniversary Giveaway Entry Form Sign Up for the Organize 365® Newsletter Did you enjoy this episode? Please leave a rating and review in your favorite podcast app. Share this episode with a friend and be sure to tag Organize 365® when you share on social media.

Gretchen Thomkins' First Time By Bardot1990. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Gretchen Thompkins lay awake in her bed. She was alone, reflecting over her day even as she anticipated good times at the upcoming Louisiana Harvest Dance, a fixture in small communities of the antebellum South. Like her neighbor Annie Leone, Gretchen was a big farm girl, just shy of six feet tall, with thick thighs and burnished blonde hair that trended auburn. She had luscious tits, green eyes and (not surprisingly) well developed biceps. Gretchen was also something of a tomboy. She had a quick temper; Gretchen would fight at the drop of a hat.Now nineteen, she was a year older than Annie. The two girls were good friends even though they'd had several scuffles over the years. Gretchen won most of these. Gretchen's fiery temperament bled over into her sex life. She liked to wrestle. Men who desired a home deep in her wet spot had to fight for it before, during and after the fact. This was largely due to Gretchen's history. Her earliest sexual experiences occurred while wrestling boys, Gretchen's favored sport. From childhood she found that she could quickly subdue male competitors using superior strength and leverage. Half-nelsons, arm-bars, ankle-locks and tight waists were her stock-in-trade. During one such contest with Ray Ray, a black slave from her farm, she found herself astride him, pinning his arms to the ground. Though fully clothed, their genitals mashed together as Ray Ray struggled to counter her winning hold. Gretchen felt an inexplicable cylindrical lump rising in Ray Ray's groin. It didn't have the angular power of an elbow or a knee or a femur. She knew how to counter those anatomical weapons. No, this lump pressed her labia apart in a manner she found disconcerting yet delightful, even though she was fully dressed. She held Ray Ray down and surreptitiously rubbed herself up and down the length of this lump. She was puzzled to find that this motion pacified her competitor in proportion to her own arousal. It seemed to sap his will to compete. For some reason he stopped struggling and offered his increasingly firm lump up to her thrusts, though she thought she'd disguised this grinding action as a natural wrestling move. Something felt strange about this position. If Ray Ray really tried, she felt he could throw her off. Astride him like this, she didn't have him properly locked up. At least his shoulder blades wouldn't be exposed to the ground. She noticed that he didn't seem to be trying very hard to escape. Also, as deeply as she pressed him, Gretchen still felt like an unfilled abyss. She felt she possessed a canyon that could subdue Ray Ray's lump, and was designed to do so, and would enjoy doing so, yet she couldn't quite figure out how to accomplish it. Anyway, this rubbing felt pretty good. In minutes a great warmth enveloped her, then an increasingly bright light, then a fibrillating rush. Finally something inside her musculature snapped and rocketed Gretchen into a realm of blissful exuberance. Her breathing became strained. Her toes trembled. She struggled to merge her groin with Ray Ray's lump through their clothing, casting her prior reticence to the winds. When she recovered from this pall, Ray Ray's eyes were fluttering. He was actively massaging her groin with his lump. By now, it straddled up to his navel. His hands gripped her buttocks. He seemed to be on the verge of the same type of preternatural collapse Gretchen had just experienced. Gretchen leapt off his body, flipped him over and snapped him into a three-quarter nelson. She cradled him up so that his shoulders touched the ground as his body painfully doubled over upon itself. "Say uncle!" she demanded. Ray Ray struggled uselessly. He was locked in. "Say it!" she demanded again. "Uncle!" gasped Ray Ray. Gretchen let him go. She stretched out on her elbows and smiled at him. "I told you I could whup you," she chided. "What was that, move, you did when you were on top, there?" he asked, ignoring her challenge. "I dunno," she answered. "First time I've done that. It just happened like that." "Let's do that again?" he asked hopefully. "Tomorrow," Gretchen replied. "I gotta get back to the house." She spent the better part of a year wrestling with Ray Ray like this. No one knew of their bouts. Even touching a white woman in any sort of physical manner would have brought the full weight of Southern culture down upon Ray Ray. Despite this risk, Gretchen liked him. She especially liked manhandling him. It made her feel powerful. In fact, the wrestling was Gretchen's main reason for their interactions. She was largely ignorant of the sexual connotations borne of this close contact. Their next two matches offered no opportunity for a rehash of their earlier grind session. Gretchen took him down and mounted him from behind, working his arms and legs into position for a winning pin. On the third encounter, though, Gretchen deliberately struggled to a position atop his groin, elicited his lump and dry humped him until they extemporaneously exploded in tandem. Gretchen recovered quickly and pinned him again. She noted a huge, dark wet spot on his cotton pantaloons afterward. Had he peed himself? It wasn't until weeks later that Ray Ray was able to mount and dry hump Gretchen from the superior missionary position. She splayed her legs open for him. This felt good. A few encounters later he was able to hump her from behind. After he splattered in his shorts, he flipped her over and pinned her for the first time. She let him. Gretchen concluded this encounter by reaching into his pants to draw out his moistened lump. Her curiosity won out. As she suspected, it was his penis. But it wasn't as stiff now as it had been during their match. It was limp and sticky. It looked like the regular penises she'd seen around the farm dangling between the thighs of exhausted slaves. It smelled like her brother Tommy smelled, sometimes, when he returned home from the slave quarters. It flopped out of her fist and doubled over across her knuckles. Creamy fluid oozed from its tip. After considering it for a few moments, Gretchen impetuously reached down and took it in her mouth. This seemed a natural progression of her curiosity. In seconds Ray Ray's cock bloomed aloft, doubling in size and girth. Gretchen was amazed. "This is what you been pressing me with, not that shriveled up other thing," she said. "How do you get it stiff like this?" Boldly, Ray pushed her down. He pulled her swimming shorts down to her ankles, exposing her golden bush. Ray Ray drew an admiring gasp. Gretchen's pussy gaped open before him. "What are you doing!" Gretchen erupted. With that she kicked off her shorts and proceeded to give Ray Ray a grappling lesson for the ages. She twisted him up like a pretzel, bending his body into angles it was never designed to accommodate. His dick retained its tumescence, however, even managing to stiffen into a characteristic rigor. This, too, sapped his resistance to Gretchen's skill. For her part, Gretchen was perplexed. Someone had told her that men's penises behaved like this. Now she'd seen it for herself. She released Ray Ray. They both stood. Ray Ray's cock stood straight out, unapologetically seeking the liquid warmth of her aforementioned chasm. Gretchen abruptly turned and trotted away, re-donning her swim shorts as she tiptoed thru the underbrush. She was breathless and disheveled. Why had Ray Ray introduced his naked penis into a wrestling match? What did that have to do with a competition she was inevitably destined to win? What was this strange, musky taste in her mouth? Still, she felt an otherworldly emptiness and knew, somehow, that Ray Ray's dick was designed to mollify that hunger. "I'd better ask somebody," she thought. The following week Gretchen broke protocol and brought her best friend, Polly Lynn Bannister, to her meet up in the woods with Ray Ray. Polly Lynn was a couple years older than Gretchen. She was a stunning brunette with hair cascading deeply down her back and wispy freckles o?" Polly model of a woman. Predictably, the young Negro was shocked at this breach of confidentiality. Spanning back a decade to childhood, their wrestling matches had always been a secret, something fun between the two of them. Not even Gretchen's brother knew of their meet-ups in the woods. Gretchen and Ray Ray wrestled and talked and laughed. Sometimes they caught frogs and snakes and put them together, screeching as the frogs scrambled to escape becoming a meal. All their years of athletic foreplay had led to this one?" Polly smirked. "This is the boy you been tellin' me about? This one?" Polly smirked. "Yes, this one. He's a good enough beast," Gretchen retorted. "I seen him someplace before," Polly noted. "Of course you seen him. He's ours. He lives on our place!" Gretchen said. Like most whites of the day, Polly didn't consider that slaves had actual lives, not lives of consequence in any case. They were servants, little else. They only interacted with whites at the behest of the whites. If Gretchen hadn't mentioned Ray Ray, Polly would have been blithely unaware of his existence. "You sure you gonna keep this to yourself?" Gretchen worried aloud. "Girl! I said I wouldn't tell. And I won't. Let's have a look at it." Polly shot back. "Show her, Ray Ray." "Huh? Show her what?" Ray Ray asked. "That thing in your pants. Show her." "I ain't a-showin' dis gurl my dick!" "Oh, jist pull it out. She ain't gon' say nuttin' to nobody. I already told her about it." "What you done tole her?" "I told her 'bout us rasslin'. An' I told her 'bout you gettin' hard sometimes." "You gon' get me in trouble!" Ray Ray expostulated. "I ain't gon' tell on you boy," Polly interrupted. "Jist lemme see what she been braggin' about." "Brag'n? I ain't been braggin'! I jist, I jis," flustered Gretchen. "Let's see it, Ray Ray." Polly smirked. Reluctantly, Ray Ray flumped his penis from his pantaloons. It was already thick with anticipation, yet just now was receding. One could almost see the erectile blood rushing back into his body as fear of Grethen's unannounced friend took hold. "It's usually a lot bigger'n this, Polly." Gretchen allowed. "I should guess so." Polly replied. "I seen black cocks his age with dicks as long as your forearm. It's God's way of repayin' 'em for bein' our slaves. Some 'um swing like a elephant trunk runnin'. Ain't nuttin' out'n the way about this un, though." "My dick ain't li'l!" Ray Ray snuffled. "Who said it was?" Polly retorted. "I jist said other black boy's dicks is bigger, is all." "Well, Miss Polly, if you like I can make it as big as you please." Ray Ray offered. "Oh you can, can you? Well do it, Mr. Smartie. Let's see you make it happen." Ray Ray gripped his dick and began to stroke it for the white girls. This staunched the receding blood flow. His dick thickened and lengthened. In less than a minute, Ray Ray's cock stood proudly erect before them. "See? I told you!" said Gretchen. "Well, it's bigger'n what it was a minute ago. I still seen bigger. Paul Gaston's Peter is bigger'n that. And he's white!" "You bad thing! When did you see Paul Gaston's peter rabbit?" Gretchen giggled. "I told you about that. I done it to him that weekend. You remember? Rev. Jefferson was doin' the big Revival meetin'? An' we sneaked off?" "Oh yeah! But wait a minute! How'd you see his peter rabbit? You said y'all did it from behind with your clothes on!" "Well, I ain't actual see it. But I felt it goin' in. An' it felt a lot bigger than this blackie's dick I'm seeing here." "Oh, you jist makin' up stories to make me feel bad. Maybe your pooty was smaller that day an' it just felt like his poker was bigger'n it really was." "I know a big un when I see 'em an' when I feel 'em. An' this one's okay. It ain't nuttin' special, though." Polly drawled. "Is you gon' he'p me with this boy's dick or ain't you?" Gretchen finally asked. This brightened Ray Ray's outlook some. He'd begun to wonder if this was some dick measuring competition designed to make him come up short. Too, he began to wonder after Polly's intentions and her rationale for being there. "You gon' let him put it up in you? For real?" Polly smirked. "I will if you will," Gretchen conceded. "You know I will. Dicks don't skeer me none, white or colored." Ray Ray's heart skipped a beat. Both? "Well, don't let him pee in you. I want him to pee in me this time," Gretchen commented. Neither girl seemed conflicted by such bold conversation, especially insofar as Ray Ray's consent had yet to be considered. "Girl! I keep telling you: that's not pee. Pee is yellow. Don't you know anything?" Gretchen taunted. With that, Polly began to shed her clothing. By the time her tits popped out both Ray Ray and Gretchen were transfixed. Ray Ray had never actually seen a white woman's tits before. Polly's nipples were pink, not black like those of most black women he'd seen. "Well?" Polly paused. "Are you gonna just stand there and stare? Take your clothes off, boy." This broke Ray Ray's spell. He hurriedly doffed his simple cotton tunic and shorts. Presently he stood fully naked. His penis lurched upwards with each new visual exposure to Polly's nakedness. "You, too." Polly ordered Gretchen. Soon enough all three were butt naked. "What now?" Gretchen asked hopefully. Polly shook her head contemptuously after the manner of a good friend whose best friend has just asked the stupidest question ever in the history of the universe. She started to kneel before Ray Ray but quickly thought of a better opening. "Come here, Ray Ray. get down here. On your knees." Ray Ray complied. Polly stepped to him, leading with her vagina. Ray Ray noted that Polly's pussy wasn't nearly as hairy as other pussies he'd seen. Here she was, the eldest of the three, and her pussy looked like a youngster's, it was just now growing in. It was dotted with raven black nubs along the edges. Longer silky black hairs ran up and down the line of her slit, giving the distinct impression of an incoming cleft-beard. Moreover, Polly's pubic outline grew in the perfect shape of a heart. She bore no perimeter stragglers. Her pussy looked handcrafted, too perfect to be real. Ray Ray glanced over at Gretchen's lush auburn forest. The two triangles could not have been more differently arrayed. "Don't be shy. Lick it." came Polly's order from above. She thrust her cleft towards his nose. Ray Ray noted Polly's vaginal contours again, these just inches from his nose. Her abdomen was pleasingly flat. It tapered down into a luxuriant vulva that bulged slightly from Polly's profile before scooting under into her rump. He could see Polly's hipbones protruding through the roundness of her hips. Her pussy didn't resonate like that of any pussy he'd ever sniffed. It smelled tidy. Perfumed. Elegant. Timidly, Ray Ray closed his eyes. He poked out his tongue. Polly nudged her pussy forward. She rested her clit against the tip of his tongue. "See? He'd like us to do this to him," she said to Gretchen, who stood by, eyes wide with wonder. "But let's let him do us first. Come on over here. You'll like this. It feels good. Better'n all that dry humpin', anyway." She began to roil her pussy slit against Ray Ray's tongue in small, jerking circlets. When the young man displayed hesitance, she gripped the back of his head and pulled his face back to her mound. She began to hump his mouth with an increasingly exaggerated vehemence, as if her clit possessed leverage, drawing her ass back slowly before firing it forward aggressively. Her vulva's five o'clock shadow scraped his chin. Gretchen, who'd yet to ever feel skin-to-skin contact against her vagina (other than her own hand), looked on with awe. "Come on, over, Gretchen," Polly huffed. "Take your turn. I'm, I'm almost." Gretchen didn't move. Polly seemed to be in the grip of an ague. As he licked her cunt, Ray Ray's dick lurched upward from between his kneeling thighs. Each time Polly arched her slit along the tip of his tongue Ray Ray's dick bounced comically. Gretchen suppressed a giggle at the sight. Polly stepped back from Ray Ray. Her body spasms made her movements seem strained. Her eyes were unfocused. She trembled like an elderly matron. Her hips juked with unpredictable jags. Gretchen noticed that Polly's clitoris bounced in unison with Ray Ray's unwettened cock, all pink and jiggly. "Okay, your, turn," Polly mumbled as wavelets of tremble encumbered her body. Gretchen looked down at Ray Ray. He was still kneeling. The prospect of Gretchen's sex stabilized his bouncing cock some. It protruded from between his thighs with barely a wobble. Gretchen felt her canyon aching. This was the thickness that had so roused her passions. It wasn't meant to be on her. It was meant to be in her. She looked back to Polly. The girl was still jagging from contact with Ray Ray's tongue. Yet his dick was ten times bigger. Gretchen's pussy snapped tight at the size disparity. With a little trepidation, Gretchen stepped up to face the kneeling black boy. Her hairy pussy was in his face, fragrant with anticipation. He ignored this, choosing to look up at her face with a glance that pleaded "Is this what you really want?" They both knew that Gretchen's time had come. She didn't want tongue. She wanted something more. She touched his cheek with her fingertips and returned this unspoken realization with her eyes. Ray Ray lowered onto his ass and laid back on the floor. Slowly, she knelt straddling him, carefully positioning her vagina for intrusion. Ray Ray's cock pronged straight up, aware of her descent. Gretchen held onto Ray Ray's shoulders for balance. When finally she felt his bulbous cockhead at her entrance she paused for the briefest of instants. There would be no turning back. This wasn't wrestling. She knelt further and, as his cock peeled her open she felt the same tremors that so afflicted her friend Polly. Down, down and further down still she crouched until Ray Ray's cock filled her completely and her golden hairy pussy lips kissed his nappy pubic mound. She'd been told that this first intrusion would be painful. It was not. It was delightful. She withdrew slowly. Her joy at being so coupled built and doubled. She lowered herself onto him again. The feeling of sexual ecstasy quickly began to blister Gretchen into Polly's realm. She raised up and probed downward once, then twice more. Suddenly, she felt a steaming hot wetness pouring from Ray Ray. An explosion of light, heat and sound invested her entire body, propelling Gretchen into the glory of her first penile orgasm. The two conjoined lovers united with Polly in the Kingdom of Prurience. There they withstood the flashing lights, the zoom and the sway for as long at they might before collapsing to the grass beneath. As usual, Gretchen was on top. "Dang. That was quick," observed Polly dryly. She watched as Ray Ray's semen drained from Gretchen's cunt, coating his balls in milky seepage. She could see his testicles seize up periodically as he pumped the remaining drippings of his seed into the big white girl. "It don't look like I'm gon' get a turn," Polly remarked. This challenge brought Ray Ray around. The prospect of doin' it to two white girls in the same day tweaked his ardor. He tapped Gretchen on her butt. She seemed oblivious to Polly Lynn's comments. In fact, she looked to be on the verge of sleep. "Hey," he whispered. "Hey! Miss Gretchen!" Gretchen snapped her head awake. She was still absentmindedly grinding her pussy against his cock, only in smaller, post-coital, less frantic circlets. "Yes?" she asked. "Miss Polly say she want to get her turn," he whispered. Gretchen took a deep breath. She looked over her shoulder at Polly standing there, arms crossed, tapping her feet diffidently. Gretchen leaned back a little from atop Ray Ray's dick. It felt spongy and soft inside her. She looked down the line of her torso to see it still lingering there, trapped between her labia. She arched her pelvis a little more and watched as his dick oozed from her pussy, inch by inch, like a fat slug pouring thru a posthole. Finally it flopped out of her cunt and flumped casually against Ray Ray's thighs. Gretchen's chasm was empty again. She rolled over onto her butt and bounced up snappily. "That was fun!" she smiled as semen trickled down her thighs. "Yeh, well I ain't showed you everything," Polly commented. "You shoulda let him lick your pussy first, like I showed you. Then your nut woulda been stronger. You wouldn't be so bouncy fresh. You'd be crumpled." "I was crumpled for a minute there. You saying his tongue feels better'n his dick? His dick is way bigger'n his tongue." "You got a dick, too, in case you didn't know," Polly continued. "It ain't as big as his dick but it's where that bouncy fresh feeling comes from. You don't need to have his dick up in you to feel like that." Gretchen was too embarrassed to admit that she wanted, no, needed to have her canyon filled. She couldn't imagine a better outcome than to have a thick stiffie between her legs, igniting her pinkness with churn. She withheld comment as Polly stepped across Ray Ray's prone body, knelt, and pushed his slippery limp cock up into her own neatly trimmed pussy. "Now watch this," Polly grunted. She began to suckle at his limp penis with her pussy. She didn't hump him. She just squatted over him and, using her cunt muscles, sucked his soggy prick inside. Once engulfed, she unclenched and let gravity slowly drag Ray Ray's cock earthward while her heated vagina clasped his foreskin, pulling it up and over his pud. When his dick was almost ready to plop from her grasp she sucked him back in like a diner slurping a strand of spaghetti. It was an exercise in sexual gymnastics that amazed both onlookers. Slowly, Ray Ray's dick hardened enough to counteract the downward pull of gravity. Only then did Polly begin to churn and roil atop his cock. She sought Gretchen's eyes and gave her a devilish smile. "This is how you do it," she growled in a husky, decadent voice. With that Polly began to fuck Ray Ray, slamming her pelvis against his with the force of a jackhammer. She held her tits separate from his with outstretched arms. Only the merger of their genitalia indicated a connection between them. Unlike Gretchen, Polly had no historical ties to Ray Ray. He was just "one of them Thompkins property". He had a sizeable black dick, that's about all she knew. Tomorrow, Polly wouldn't even remember Ray Ray's name. "Don't cum in me," she whispered to Ray Ray, ignoring the fact that his cock was lathered with semen prior to the start of their intercourse. "You heard me?" she whispered through grated teeth. "I said, 'Don't cum in me.'" "Yes'm," replied Ray Ray. "Okay then," she growled, picking up the pace. She began to fuck Ray Ray ever more quickly, like a Chihuahua humping a bumblebee. He tits fluttered. She climaxed again and again without slowing the pace of her assault. She knew that, at some point, Ray Ray would be obliged to splatter. But since Gretchen was already soiled with his issue, she felt that Ray Ray might be able to withstand a lengthy session inside fresh puss. She didn't realize that Ray Ray had already cum twice inside her. He was working towards a third orgasm when Polly issued her stern caveat. He was young; his dick was prime for pussy. Multiple orgasms weren't a problem. They were a feature. Ignoring her orders, Ray Ray came inside Polly's pussy yet again. The frenetic pace of their intercourse disguised his seminal emissions, making them somewhat akin to a popgun, quick, but certainly not lethal. The black kid launched his jism repeatedly without pausing or losing the pattern of their coital rhythm. He erupted and re-hardened shortly thereafter, neither slowing perceptibly nor grimacing with the telltale climactic facial rigor of the satiated. Adrift in her own miasma of sensuality, Polly never suspected him of malfeasance. After her fifth orgasm, however, Polly Lynn began to suspect that Ray Ray was frontin'. Her pussy was smokin' hot. Her abdominal muscles burned with fire. Her clit bloomed and ebbed like a strong man's dick, turtling obscenely at the apex of her labia. Surely, this young blackie should have cum already. A dead man would have. Yet when she dismounted him, his cock was still rock hard, hanging steady at a sixty-degree angle. It stank with the smell of fuck. She watched it quiver, drenched in cream. Polly couldn't decide whether this was fresh cream or leftover jizz from his earlier session with Gretchen. She mounted him again and redoubled her efforts, garnering two more gargantuan orgasms in the process. Ray Ray hung in there. His dick endured. Finally satisfied, she rolled from atop him, wiping sweat from her forehead with her forearm. Her pussy throbbed. "Your turn," she mumbled weakly to Gretchen. Gratefully, Gretchen mounted her wrestling partner, pointing his spiring cock into her wetness. She felt him part her slit and slide easily into her pinkness. His dick pulsed with virility. They fucked for thirty seconds before exploding into bliss. Each preening thrust scraped open newly active nerve endings that made this second encounter between them singularly memorable. Gretchen boiled aloft and snapped her pussy tight about his cock with the fire-snapple crack of a bullwhip. Semen ejected from her pussy in a concentrated stream resembling piss. Polly looked on disgustedly. "I done fucked this blackie six ways from Sunday and she makes him bust nuts in five seconds?" She looked down at her pussy as if to chastise it for ineptitude. Lying in her bed now, Gretchen recalled that epic first session from nearly a year ago. She reached down to finger herself absentmindedly. Gretchen still wrestled Ray Ray in the meadow nowadays. More often than not their wrestling sessions ended with his dick in her puss. Sometimes she sucked him. Sometime he licked her. Sometimes they didn't even get around to wrestling. Gretchen knew this couldn't go on indefinitely. Ray Ray was black. She could never invite him home to dinner. She sighed with resignation. Maybe she'd meet a capable white boy at the Harvest Dance. To be continued. By Bardot1990 for Literotica. The Antebellum Pussie Possie: Part 6 Janice Leone describes how it feels getting monster fucked. By Bardot1990. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. My name is Janice. The following story is set in Northeast Louisiana in 1844. Mary Lynn, Gretchen, Annie, & Polly Lynn were sitting with me at the wedding reception for Abby. The girls had sex on their minds and imagined what Abby's wedding night might be like, tonight.  After several tawdry comments, Mary Lynn turned to me and said;"Janice, tell us 'bout Blue again. I don't know how you do it. I couldn't get a dick that big up in me without a shoe horn an' a brick!" Gretchen: "Yeh, Janice, tell us! I still cain't get over how you said you warn't never gunna get you a woodpile slave. An' now you got the best one!" Annie: "I dunno that he's the best one. He might be the biggest one. I still say that Charlie Nelson can fuck rings around jist about anybody I know, white or black. That boy can work it!" Janice: "Well, I ain't tested Charlie out yet." Annie: "It ain't like I ain't offered you the chance." Janice: "You mean that time down to your pond? When Abby took my turn? I warn't ready then. I warn't broke in good. You knew that. You wuz tryin' to get me to do sump'n I warn't ready for. I'll try him now, though. I'm good an' broke in now, some might say." Mary Lynn: "Tell us, Janice! Is you done did to him lately?" Janice: "Yeah. We done it yesterday. Cain't you see I'm walkin' funny?" Polly Lynn: "I noticed. I ain't wanna say nuthin." Janice: "Well, if you'd had your legs cocked open for a hour an' a half an' a big ole elephant trunk snappin' in your cunt, you'd be walkin' funny, too." Gretchen: "A hour an' a half?" Janice: "If I'm lyin', I'm flyin." Mary Lynn, Jennie and Annie (in tandem): "Dang." Polly Lynn: "Did you make him lick you? That's the part I wanna hear." Janice: "He licked me. Front and back. An' I licked him, too." Jennie: "He give you a back lick?" Janice: "Of course. He's grown. He ain't like our biddy li'l boys what don't want to go the full measure. He licked me clean." Jennie: "Front and back? Janice: "Yep. Front, back, knees, pits, toes, taint and titties. I ain't no li'l girl no more. What? You think he spent the whole hour'n a half humpin' my cunt? I'd be dead! An' so would you, for that matter. Ain't I told you he got a elephant trunk in his pants?" Mary Lynn, Jennie and Annie (in tandem): "The full measure! Wow!" Janice: "Do you want me to tell the story or don't you?" Mary Lynn, Jennie and Annie (in tandem): "Do tell; Do tell!" Janice: "Okay. So you know my Pa an' my brother come to town early to help with the dance setup, right? That left me and my Ma home alone. So I'm lying in my bed an' it occurs to me that I ain't had none in a few days. I could tell because my cunny had got hot and achy, an' that only happens when she ain't, well, she ain't did what a good cunny is 'posed to do. I don't want get too much into it. All of us has been there from time to time. "So I wondered if'n I had the time to go get Blue. Usually, I'll give him a hint to come up to the house real late after everyone goes asleep. But I ain't had the time yesterday to pull his coat. I'd thought he was goin' to town with my Pa. But my Pa ain't took the carriage to town. Him and Jake rode the horses. So that left me with a achy cunny and no way to cool her off, less'n I used my hand, an' I ain't wanna do that if'n I could get a message to Blue. Who wants a hand if'n you can get the real thing? If you polish pearl an' the real thing shows up, you might don't have the energy to handle the ride, you know? Anyway, that was how I saw it. "So I was gunna see if I could sneak down an' get him. I peeked out my door an' I ain't see anything stirring. So I was gunna make a run for it. Jist as I was rampin' up to go, I seen my Ma sliding out! She had her nightdress on an' a overcoat. I don't know where she was goin', but I didn't want her to see me peekin' out, so I slipped back into bed an acted like I was asleep. "By and by, I ain't hear nuthin'. She jist disappeared into the night. I figured she must'a forgot sump'n an' went to get it. But she was gone for so long, an' my ache jist wouldn't go away, I knew I had to do sump'n. So I gathered up my courage an' I slipped out of my bedroom. I tiptoed over to the front door an' peeked out. I ain't see her anywhere. An' I ain't wanted to sneak out and have her catched me on her way back from wherever she was. "Finally, I took a deep breath an' I jist run out the front door. I told myself that if I come across my Ma, I'd tell her I went to axe her sump'n an' she warn't in her bedroom. I said I'd say I got panicked and run out lookin' for her. Anyway, that sounded good to me. An' my Ma would believe me, if it come to that. "Really, I was on my way down to Blue's place in the field worker quarters. I was gunna roust him up and have him come up to the house. I knowed better than to have him in my room or for me to stay at his place, because my Ma would come an' check on me soon's she got back from wherever she was. So I was gunna tell him to climb up into the loft where Jake sleeps an' wait for me there. Even if my Ma checked on me, I could always call down from the loft an' tell her where I was. She wasn't gunna climb up. "So I get down to Blue's hut. I peek in. Don't you know he's already got a dark gal mounted up an' she's jist a roilin'! He's got this stupid smile on his face, you know, that look they get when they's locked in? You like it when they get that look because they're sot jist so and won't cum, so's you can jist roil and roil an' don't have to worry 'bout re-energizin' a floppy dick or wipin' jizz off a leaky cunny. "He sees me in the window. I give him the thumb jerk. He knows that means I want him to come up to the house. He's thinkin' I give him the thumb jerk earlier an' he musta missed it, because he give the maid gal a tap on her ass an' told her to finish up. She musta already had got hers because she ain't made too much of a complaint about gettin' shorted. She eased her cunny off him and reached for her clothes. His dick was still rock hard. When I see that I run back to the house an' waited. I knowed he would come. "I get back to the house an' my Ma ain't made it back yit. I wasn't too worried. She usually knows what she's about. I was jist concerned that she would come up jist as Blue was comin' up, you know? I ain't wanted that. So I waited at the front door till I see him comin'. I rushed him in an' I told him to skeedaddle up into the loft an' wait for me in my brother, Jake's bed. I peeked out for a bit, lookin' for my Ma, but she never showed up. By an' by my cunny ache told me she'd be alright. My twat ain't often wrong. I climbed up into the loft behind Blue. "Once't I got up there I lit a candle so's I could see. He's up there, alright, dick in hand. He ain't washed it since he'd been up in the maid girl's cunny, so he had that "I been fuckin'" smell; you know how it do. Some folks don't like it. I used to didn't like it, but I've got used to it. It don't bother me now as much as it used to. "Anyway, I know I've said this before, but that durn Blue is one good looking boy. He's got that ebony skin, bald head, and them big muscles. His eyes are hazel, an' he's got lips like a girl. Not femmy, I mean, but kinda, what's the word? Sensitive? Sensual? That's the word. Sensual. You'd like to kiss him. That's what I mean. Usually you jist want a field worker to fuck 'cause his dick can crawl way up in you and scrub the areas where a regular dick don't reach, most times. But with Blue, you jist wanna suck on his lips an' his tongue an' his neck while his dick is scrubbing you out. An' you feel like, kinda like, a woman. You know? "Plus, you wanna talk about Prescott Gaston can suck some cunny? He cain't hold a candle to Blue. That big boy can suck a cunny like it was a chicken bone, an' won't leave nary bit of gristle, nor fat, neither. You ain't got to axe Blue for the pooty-woo. He'll lick you back to front, front to back, top to bottom and side to side. You get done with a Blue lickin' session an' it's jist like you'd had a hot bath on a Saturday. An' we ain't even talked about his dick yet. "Anyway, I was sayin' I lit a candle and Blue was there on my brother's bed with his dick in his hand. He stood up and stroked it till it stood up on its own. He knows I like that. Lemme tell you, once't his dick gets hard? He can bend his head down and suck it on his own. One time I dared him to do it, an' he did it, an' I thought it was the most amazin' thing. He wasn't ashamed or nuthin'. I watched him suck it for a minute or two, then I jumped in an sucked it for him. I ain't wanted him to take my job out ah my hands. He might wouldn't wanna mash his dick up in my cunny no more. I couldn't have that. "But I ain't had him suck hisself yesterday. I wanted to kiss him an' he had that other girl's cream all over his dick. I ain't wanna taste that, so I needed to twatted him up in my own fur, like Annie said, before I put my mouth or his mouth on it. "So I had him lie down on his back an' I clumb up on him an' I eased myself down on it. You 'member the first time him and me did it standin' up an' I ain't had no problems gettin' it in because I was so wet and horny with The Taint? Well, that was then. I ain't got The Taint now. So you can jist imagine it's a bit more harder'n it was the first time I done it to him. "I pointed him into my fur and jiggled around till my cunny lips was situated roundst that big ole dickhead as best as I could get it. Felt like he was mashin' my cunny lips into my thighs, he was so thick. So I give a li'l push and he widened me. But I still couldn't fit his whole thing in. I give another li'l push. An' another. But it ain't seem like he was gettin' any deeper, an' I needed him to be real deep, because my burn don't start from the front of my cunny. It starts from the back an' it plugs into my clit at the front. That's what makes her hard and wobbly, less'n somebody gives her a suck. "So I says to him, I says: "I'm gunna need some grease, it appears." "He knows what that means. So I crawled up his chest with my pooty and I give him the woo right off the bat. I put Hilda May, ya know, that's what I named my nub. I put her right in his mouth to let her blossom from the forest. When she got good and hard, I give him my front hole to lick. Then I give him my back hole. Then the front hole again. Then I went back and forth between the two with the quickness, jist ah-sloshin' him up. I'm humpin' his face. One time I turned around an' give him the chance't to lick up my crack from the back. I opened my eyes that time an' here's his dick, right in my face! But he still had that maid girl's cunny juice caked up on it, so I ain't wanna suck it. "But my back lick felt so good! I had them colored lights flashin' behind my eyes an' my innards was cookin' with fire. My cunny was drippin' cream and Blue was jist ah-lappin' it up. An' I had this monster dick staring me in the face. Jist ah-quiverin'! I says to myself, I says: "Lemme cunny this dick up proper so's I can suck it. This don't make no sense, him suckin' me an' I cain't suck him back. No sense at all!" "So I turned around again. I'm still on top, you see, squattin' on the balls of my feet. An' I pointed his dick back into my twat. This time it went in easier. I got the head in, anyway, an' that's the widest part. Now all I'd got to do was work the other fifteen inches in! So's I grit my teeth an' set about the task. My cunny don't seem to mind the smell of another woman's cunny on a dick. It's my nose that makes those objections. An' I meant to suck that dick that day, you hear me? I mean, after I'd twatted him up a bit. "So I'm ridin' him. Slow at first, but a li'l faster an' a li'l faster each time down the pole. I meant to scrub that dick clean. That's the best part of havin' a thick, red carpet like I gots. It's better'n a washrag an' soap. It soaks up all the leftover cunny juice an' don't leave nuthin' but fresh, clean Janice on a pole. "Meanwhile I'm thinkin': "You know, I ain't never had the full fifteen inches. The most I've had is maybe the first thirteen." I always leave the last couple inches dry. Well, not totally dry. I give him some crawly drip, sometimes, when I'm on top. Anybody would. But that don't really count. I ain't never been able to rub my Hilda May, my clit, up against his nappy, you know? You know how it feels good to scrape your clit up against a boy's fur, sometimes, an' jist rotate? Especially nappy big boys, because it's got all that friction, all that kink? Well, Hilda May ain't never been acquainted with Blue's patch. I lay it ain't a passel of women can say they clits ever touched Blue's nappy patch, leastways not whilst his dick was up in 'em. "So I says to my clit, I says: "Hilda May? Today is your day." "So I'm countin' the inches. Sev'm inches. Eight. Ten. 'Lem. I get to twelve inches an' my cooch is gaspin' for air. Blue ain't jist long. He's thick! I got 'nuther three inches to go an' I feel like I'm in the deep end of the pond swimmin', gotta come up for air occasional, less'n I'll drown. But I'm on top, so's it ain't so noticeable. When he's whalin' away from the top he don't give a gal the chance't to breathe proper. Jist Bam, Bam, Bam! I dunno. It feels good, but you don't get the chance to breathe, is all. "Okay, so I'm grippin' a full thirteen. I look down an' my cunny is jist tremblin', huffin', an' puffin' like a prizzner on a chain gang. Hilda May is rock hard, jist ah-dancing along his pole like a li'l snotty marble. She's happy. Smilin'. She's plugged. But she ain't the one puttin' in the work. It's my cunny that's strainin' to breathe, not my clit. "I'd got two inches to go. I give a li'l push. An' then another. I looked down. Dogged if'n I ain't right where I started! Them last two inches warn't gunna come easy. I see Hilda May stretchin' to reach Blue's nappy patch. She can see it. She can smell it. She jist cain't reach it. An' now she ain't so happy as before. She reckoned: "I thought you said you wuz gunna roust me up against his nappy patch?" So I go (to my cunny): "Come on, Sally! Let's don't leave Hilda May danglin'!" (Sally's still gaspin' for air, donchuknow.) "An' I give another li'l push, this time harder than before. Seemed like I gained another quarter inch. So I tried it again. Sally is strainin' now. She's sweatin'. Me an' Blue are doin' it, but it don't feel as good as it should 'cause now I'm competin'. If I'd left well-enough alone I coulda had busted a nut or three by now. "But no. I'd got sot so's I had to rub up against his patch. Or bust! An' I'm jist abusing my cunny, my Sally, with Blue's pole, like me an' her ain't the best of friends. "Well, anything that's worth doin' is worth doin' right. Blue could tell I was strainin' to swallow him whole. He helped me as much as he could. But a cunny is only so deep, you know? If you got a thirteen-inch cunny it don't translate proper into a fifteen-inch cunny. An' you might stretch her out of shape in the attempt, an' she might don't bounce back. An' then when you get married, your white man won't never hope to fill you up. An' then you'd got to spend the rest of your life with a wrecked, an' outta shape cunny that cain't wrap up a regular dick an' lets it flop around in there like a peppermint in a jar. "I looked down an' see he still had an inch an' a half of black snake pokin' out from my twat. Dry! An' Hilda May is jist ah-throbbin'. "Girls? I give up, right then an' there. I eased up. I told Hilda May to get to scrubbin' that pole clean and don't worry about his patch. If we get there, we get there. But it don't make no sense to try an' force a king dick into a hole that ain't long enough to 'commodate. You know? "Okay, so I decided to long-stroke him. I'd been inchin' down, you know, a inch down, a half a inch up. That way I figured I could get the full fifteen. Once I give up on that idea, I figured I'd do what I could with the top thirteen inches and damn the final two. So I drew my Sally all the way up to the tip, most let him fall outta me, jist hangin' in by the short hairs. Then I went all the way down, till I was full, thirteen inches in. An' I give him the swirl. Then I drew all the way up again, till his dick tip kissed my cunny lips real tender. Then I went all the way down again, till I could feel that big old cockhead budgin' up against the very back of my cunny. I give him the swirl again. "We done it like that for about ten minutes, till he cum. Anybody woulda. I was goin' faster an' faster towards the end, there. I wanted him to cum before me. Usually it's me that cums first. I was ready to cum the whole time, though. When I felt his jizz shootin' into me, I give a li'l shiver with my cunny an' I slurped it up good. Now I know I'd got the maid girl's juice shaved off proper, I knowed it was time for me to get down to business. "So after he got hard again, I knowed I had him. I could mangle him up like a pretzel and he warn't gunna splatter no time soon. So, first thing first, I give him the pooty-woo. I crawled up on his face an' I fucked his tongue from one hole to the other, whilst I sucked his dick. I sloshed my cunny all up in his face and scrubbed his nose up in my fur. I give him his jizz back 'long wit' some 'o my cream. An' I sucked the livin' shit outta that dick, girls, sucked it dry! I held that log in both my hands and jist bobbed on it. Chile? I cum over an' over an' over. It seemed like I couldn't help but sizzle. Dick in the mouth? Tongue in the ass? Girl? You ain't never had it so good. "He licked every smatterin' o' cream from betwixt my legs. He nibbled my cunny lips. He sucked purple hickeys into my ass cheeks. Here, look. You wanna see? (Here, Janice lifted her skirt and pulled her drawers down partially to display a series of intermingled purple/black bruises on her backside that looked more like the result of a beating than an amorous encounter.) "I got a couple o' these upwards of my navel, too. An' look! There's one on the back o' my knee. I ain't seen that one till now. I'd show you the hickeys on my cunny lips, but you prolly couldn't see 'em under my fur. My whole cunny is purple blue, ladies. An' it ain't all jist because of the suckin'. I told you he had my legs cocked open for a good while as he sausaged me up. We'll get to that directly. "Anyway, after I cum about four times, I clumb down down off his face. I hotched up on the edge of Jake's bed, on my knees, an' I waggled my doodihole in his face. "Go on and put it in," I says to him, real sultry-like. "You know you want it." "He went to put it up my cunny. But I wanted to try him up my poop chute. So when he pointed it at the wrong hole, I dipped a bit to let him know what time it was. He ain't no fool. "He prized me open an' eased it in. I was still wet from the lickin' he give me. He gripped my butt cheeks and prized them open, too, so's he could get some lev'ridge. It ain't never easy gettin' a dick that big up a doodihole. I ain't you, Jennie. My doodihole is a clencher. She's tight. But we managed. "Once't he got it in, he commenced to rammin'. Kaichakata! Kaikakachao! Each time he rammed it forward he got a li'l further up my doody. See, unlike a cunny, a doodihole ain't got no back. You can jist ram an' ram. An' if you ram long enough you can feel his nappy up against your butt cheeks, while your navel gets tickled from inside. Mine's an innie, sept when Blue rams fully in. An' sometimes you can feel his nuts slappin' up against your clit, if he's rammin' it proper. They'll swing. "Welp, I felt his nuts slappin' me from the back. An' his nappy hairs was scrubbin' my taint real nice. I don't mind sayin', it felt purty good. Not as good as the first time, mind you. But purty good. That first time he went up my poop chute was the best. I like to fainted, I was so hot. Steam was shootin' out my butt! But this time was purty good, too. He jist gripped my hips and roiled in an' out, kinda slow and happy. That first time he fucked my ass it was like he was mad at me for sump'n. I dunno why it feels better like that; angry fuckin', but it does. "He ass-fucked me till I cum. Then he pulled it out and cunny-fucked me from the back till I cum again. Then he ass-fucked me again. This time he cum in my butt and greased me up with lather. I clenched on him real good an' by the time he pulled out he was hard again. I ain't meant to do that, but I did. "Now I'm gettin' worried. I don't think I've got another nut in me to bust. I'm ragged out, girls; burnt! An' this cinnamon boy is wagglin' another stiffy in my face, a huge, gynormous fat boner that's been up in countless other cunnies, some 'um deeper'n mine, (but it seemed like I could smell all 'um on it at once, ever' last stinkin' cunny that monster dick has been smashed up in, includin' mine.) "An' now I dunno if I've got the stremff to floppy him up like I'm s'posed to. "So I rolled over onto my back an' I cocked my legs open. He mounted me an' eased his dick inside me. Thirteen inches in one go, all the way to the back. He jist held it there. "Now he's looking into my eyes real familiar. Most times a field boy won't look you in your eyes. But Blue is looking me in my eyes like he knows me personal, an' I guess he does since his dick is up in me right now and has been all night, jist ah-pokin' through the forest. I give him the same look right back. "You know I told you I kissed him that first time? Right on the mouth. I give him some tongue and some hickies, too. I done that, don't axe me why. This time, though, he looked like he wuz gunna kiss me. "Don't let nobody tell you that field boys is docile and you can do whatever it is you want to 'em. Some ain't docile. Blue ain't, anyway. "He turnt his head to the side an' come closer and closer to my lips. I was a li'l scared. I mean, after all, he is muscled field boy, right? It's one thing for me to kiss him. It's another thing for him to kiss me. He come closer and closer an', 'fore I knew, he tongue was in my mouth. Girl? If I was ragged out a minute ago, here come the fire. Jist a ragin'! That one kiss juiced up my cunny like she warn't never doused! She's steamin'! You kiss him one time and see don't your cunny juice up like hot butter. "So we commenced to fuckin'. An' we're kissin' an' we're fuckin' to beat the band. He pulled my titties up to his mouth an' he sucked them for a time whilst his dick was churnin' up my fur. Then he went back to kissin' me. He reached over an kissed my pits, too, wooly hair and all. He went to suck a hickey in 'em, but I stopped him, because somebody would be sure to see. I ain't let him suck my neck, neither. But I ain't wanted him to be unhappy, so I pushed his face down to my cunny and let him suck her from the front for awhile. When he come back up I reached down an' eased his dick back into where it was sposed to be. "An' we fucked and fucked and we fucked. I dunno where I got the energy from, but I give as good as I got. I twiddled my hips an' let him wedge up in me as far as he could go. I kissed him an' sucked his neck. Oh, girl! It was heaven! I jist rode the top of that wave without crashin', an' I jist lilted along. Seemed like I could jist have his whole body jist crawl up in me and hibernate like a big ole grizzly bear! "By an' by I felt sump'n I ain't felt before. His patch was rubbin' up against Hilda May! Yes! I'd took the full fifteen! I looked down an' he's jist a grindin'! "Now, I'ma tell y'all the troof. I don't think he punched another two inches into my twat. It ain't another two inches in there to punch. I think he got pressed up against the back of my cunny and she was so wet she bowed him up. Yes! My cunny made a li'l hump arch in this stiffy that warn't there before, opened up a li'l air pocket in her. Widened' me out, so to speak. An' that's the thing that give me the bulge on him! Anyway, Hilda May was happy. She 'sploded an' made me cum two times, one right behind the other, she was so happy to be mashed up against his nappy patch like that. "By that time we'd been at it for a hour an' a half. My legs was wrapped around his butt an' he's still jist ah-humpin' me; he's got my head cradled in one elbow, titties gripped tight in the other hand, squeezin' out the milk. Oh Lawdy! I wuz tired and sloppy wet. But I wuz happy! I kissed him real tender for a time an' I sucked at his dick with my twat. I'm whispering the nasty in his ear, I'm sayin': "Fuck it to me! Gimme that dick, Blue! Oh! Fuck it to me, you bald-headed, cunny-lickin' monster of a pipe-layin' boy!", you know, like Abby would say. "The next thing I know he's sprayin' me again! Jist ah-pumping' it out. I could feel his hot jizz leakin' down over my butt cheeks, jist ah-bubblin' outta my cunny. Pa-ploop! Ba-loop-a! Pa-Plook! I like to died! "The next thing I knew, the sun was comin' up. I heard a rooster crowin'! An' I'm still layin' in Jake's bed with this big beast on top of me, drippin' with cum! "I give him a sharp push: "Blue! Blue! Wake up! You gotta go!" "He was knocked out. Snoozin'! When I pushed him, all of a sudden he come to realize where he was. He jumped up and gathered up his clothes. I climbed down the ladder to see if anybody was about. I peeked into Ma's room. She's snorin'. So I waved Blue down from the loft. I peeked outdoors. It was a couple of workers up and about already to tend the crops, so I went outside an' ordered them around to the back of the house. Then I called Blue out. I ain't had to call him twice. He run down to the quarters like a wildcat was on his tail. "So I went back up to the loft. The whole room still smelled like we wuz fuckin' sump'n fierce. I jist lay down in Jake's bed and basked in it. I says to myself, I says, "That's what a real woman's cunny smells like, boys. Have a sniff an' shame the Devil!" "Yeh, I'm getten sweaty just talking bout it. I fucked him. I fucked the shit out'n him, ladies." To be continued. By Bardot1990 for Literotica.

Building High-Performance Teams through Inclusion, Diversity, and Equity   Shep Hyken interviews Jonathan Stutz, President of Global Diversity Partners, Inc. and author of Daily Practices of Inclusive Leaders: A Guide to Building a Culture of Belonging. He shares daily practices and strategies for inclusive leadership that create a workplace where employees feel seen, heard, and valued.   This episode of Amazing Business Radio with Shep Hyken answers the following questions and more:    How can internal culture impact the external customer experience?  How can inclusivity and diversity contribute to creating high-performance teams?  What are SMARTIE goals?  In what ways can leaders focus on inclusion first to build a culture of belonging and positively impact the customer experience?  How can leaders manage difficult conversations in the workplace to promote inclusivity and equity?  Top Takeaways:      Internal culture and employee experience are the foundation for enhancing customer experience. When employees feel valued and connected to their managers, coworkers, and the organization they work for, it positively impacts the quality of service and engagement with customers.    Building an organization's strong and welcoming culture is about making employees feel understood and valued. When this happens, trust between employees and leaders, managers, supervisors, and fellow employees dramatically increases. Establishing trust lessens employee churn. If you want to keep your customers coming back, you must ensure that your employees also look forward to returning to work.     Creating an inclusive and diverse workplace is about building high-performing teams that represent the perspectives and backgrounds of employees and customers. It is not about complying with a quota or hiring diverse employees for the sake of appearing diverse. It is about opening up opportunities for everyone and hiring the best people.     The IDE (Inclusion, Diversity, and Equity) approach emphasizes prioritizing inclusion first, followed by diversity and equity. When employees feel safe, welcome, and comfortable being themselves, they set the stage for attracting and retaining a diverse and engaged workforce.    We all benefit from a diverse, inclusive environment. It's not about one person winning and another losing. Instead, it's about leveraging various perspectives and experiences to benefit the customers, the employees, and the company.    Plus, Jonathan shares practical tips that leaders can start doing today to create a culture of belonging. Tune in!  Quote:   "Employees that feel connected to their managers and coworkers and feel as if they are seen, heard, and understood, give more of themselves to the organizations and their customers."      About:     Jonathan Stutz is the Founder and President of Global Diversity Partners, Inc. He has over 25 years of experience in leadership roles at companies such as Amazon, Microsoft, and Zulily. His book, Daily Practices of Inclusive Leaders: A Guide to Building a Culture of Belonging, is now available on Amazon.    Shep Hyken is a customer service and experience expert, New York Times bestselling author, award-winning keynote speaker, and host of Amazing Business Radio. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Die drei Knallerracketen aus dem Auenland, haben wieder spektakuläres, von ihrer magischen Reise zu berichten. Alle Infos in den Shiow Notes. Die besten Knaller im Secret Magic Store.

Welcome back to another thought-provoking episode of Watts Involved with your host, David Watts. As the title suggests, in this episode, I thought I had a plan and could produce a fairly decent episode. Instead, it seemed like I was jumping around like a Chameleon on a Smartie box.  I wanted to delete the whole thing, but this is often a reality for me, so I decided to put it out there. What you are going to listen to is the result of what I thought was a perfectly logical and well-thought-out episode.

Welcome back! It's been a while... again (!) but your favourite Chaps with our funniest episode since.. erm.. the last one. In this exciting instalment, Dan has a thrilling allotment update, Spike waxes lyrical about African warlords and their Powerpoint skills and Ollie really, REALLY doesn't like cyclists... We play the Snopes Game, drop in on Sir Michael, and pay a visit to the Bunker to see what you lovely listeners have been sending us. Enjoy, and we apologise in advance for the somewhat annoying whining on Dan's audio. His computer has been thrown out of a window as retribution.  Join in the discussions on our Facebook Page here: https://www.facebook.com/2SkepticalChaps Link to all our episodes here: http://2skepticalchaps.libsyn.com/podcast Twitter: @2scpodcast Email: 2sc.podcast@gmail.com Be sure to catch the Sturdy Wheelbarrows podcast. by Sir Michael. and featuring our very own Doctor Dan, at Sturdy Wheelbarrows and follow them on Twitter at @SturdyPodcast

Tyler is going to Saskabush...@TylerCarrfm@JasminLaine@Energy106fmTyler Carr on Tik Tok

Has time passed since you created your most recent set of goals? Have you had a chance to assess whether you're on track to reach your goals? We are now a quarter of the way through the year, and right now is the perfect time to review and assess your accomplishments compared to the goals you established in January. Your goals need to be Specific, Measurable, Achievable, Relevant, Timebound, Inclusive, and Equitable. Are they? If not, is that why you're missing milestones? --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/cheryl-mccants/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/cheryl-mccants/support

Tyler's sister is working on her PhD and she's pretty smart... Almost too smart, and Tyler knows it.  She was on TV recently and went a little too far with her smarts!  Tyler Carr breaks down the new 'Legend of Zelda' game in Game Scoop, Dave is all fired up about the Winnipeg Jets and The Federal Budget 2023 is discussed.@TylerCarrfm@JasminLaine@Energy106fmTyler Carr on Tik Tok

Lol in Tasmania small and cool. Damien Hirst diamonds and Berlin fish Fool Kevorkian death blanket is the best in showMedical flip-flops in the house of Ringo. Virgin Townhouse & Hedges' Battery.  Nick and Phil Collins in drum-fill Flattery Terry Chambers and XTC – in Another Green World lives a young Budgie Nick began life in Southern Spain – moved to London for the Pistols reignGood with loops Nick remixed tapes  M's “Pop Music” gave the biggest breaks  Got Nick the job with Lydon's PILCoz' the engineer made Johnny ill “Let's make some Fackin' music” – “We mean it man!” Turned Nick's life ‘round – Lol, Clash, Budgie, Bovell, Slits can! Nick Cave and Budgie - harmonica Kings Nick and Nick Release the Bats and thingsBudgie at the Rock Garden for the Birthday Party Lol at the Marquee but Bob's not a Smartie?Budgie and Bob pretend they're themselvesSteve Strange showed Budgie how to shoplift the shelves Budgie in the eye of the movers and shakers An 8 piece Suicide band – any takers?Nick almost Cured in the Townhouse grounds Cure wanted Conny Plank ‘s Animal sounds We're older than the fans - but still in Our prime We never worked with Nick - but there's Always time!CONNECT WITH US:Curious Creatures:Website: https://curiouscreaturespodcast.comFacebook: @CuriousCreaturesOfficialTwitter: @curecreaturesInstagram: @CuriousCreaturesOfficialLol Tolhurst: Website: https://loltolhurst.comFacebook: @officialloltolhurst Twitter: @LolTolhurst Instagram: @lol.tolhurst Budgie: Facebook: @budgieofficial Twitter: @TuWhit2whooInstagram: @budgie646 Curious Creatures is a partner of the Double Elvis podcast network. For more of the best music storytelling follow @DoubleElvis on Instagram or search Double Elvis in your podcast app.

Sobre o Jantar Dançante da AEAS, mais detalhes sobre clCoworking, o Clube de Benefícios Ofebas para os associados AEAS, mais informações sobre o evento de Smart Cities e os APL's e sobre a acreditação que a Facens recebeu.

Recorded on 3 February 2022 for ICMDA Webinars. Dr Peter Saunders chairs a discussion with Dr Chris Steyn. Dr Chris Steyn has been through a few stressful challenges: Struggling with suicidal thoughts, losing soulmates, wrestling with intellectual challenges, trying to break out of the stranglehold of dysfunctional families, burdened by depression for several years, marriage cracking, children causing desperation, work load crushing, emigration, working cross-culturally. And yet: God's grace has been more than enough. Now happily married, getting along well with kids and grandkids, coping with workload, and all-round healthy. He says about this webinar: Our medical education teaches us to focus on the well-being of our patients. Yet, we can easily fall into the trap of neglecting our own health: physically, psychologically, spiritually, socially. Together we will make brief but comprehensive self-evaluations, followed by planning a few significant SMARTIE action steps and prayer for one another. To join an ICMDA Disciple Making Ministry (integral health discovery group), visit https://icmda.net/resources/dmm/ To listen live to future ICMDA webinars, visit https://icmda.net/resources/webinars/

Contact Annalea Krebs here: https://www.linkedin.com/in/krebs/Contact Jessica Malach here: https://www.linkedin.com/in/jessica-malach-she-her-06644316/You can find  Social Nature here: https://www.socialnature.com/To find Jessica's wonderful use cases here: https://www.socialnature.com/marketing/

Deti vyrastajú s technológiami a ovládanie mobilných aplikácii je im vlastné. Je dobré rozšíriť túto schopnosť aj na spravovanie financií pomocou telefónu a viesť ich tak k finančnej gramotnosti. Pretože je to jedna zo základných zručností moderného človeka. V novom diely podcastu NA TÉMU sme sa o finančnej gramotnosti detí rozprávali s generálnym riaditeľom 365.bank, Andrejom Zaťkom. V podcaste sa dozviete: o finančnej gramotnosti ľudí na Slovensku prečo je dôležité vzdelávať deti od útleho veku vo svete financií ako ovplyvňujú technológie svet bankovníctva  o aplikácii SMARTIE pre deti aký bude svet bankovníctva v budúcnosti Podcast Na tému pripravil Jerguš Holéczy.  Diel vznikol v spolupráci s 365.bank

Orlando Cintra é fundador e CEO da BR Angels, importante grupo de investimento anjo que conta com mais de 100 CEOs e empreendedores. No mundo corporativo, foi CEO e VP de grandes corporações como SAP, HP e Informática Corp. É conselheiro de empresas como HyperloopTT, Smartie e Solstic. Nesta conversa com Pyr Marcondes, Senior Partner da Pipeline Capital, Orlando fala sobre o mercado de M&A, investimentos e o modelo de negócio da BR Angels.

zoesblindkitchencorner@gmail.com Part 2 of 3 on Rice Krispy theme treats for kids. Magic Smartie Cookie Bars Featuring Eliana and Zinovia Ingredients * 1 15.25-ounce box yellow or butter cake mix * 1 Cup water * 1/3 Cup unsalted butter, melted * 2 large eggs * 1 14-ounce can sweetened condensed milk * 12.6-ounces Smarties * 1 Cup Rice Krispies

Neste ep temos a ilustre presença do Julio Begali. Diretor de CVC da SMARTie (smart innovation & environment) - braço de investimento da holding Solví. Traz uma visão sobre os 3 pilares do grupo ao falar de inovação. 1) Valor agregado a curto prazo. 2) Relevância no ecossistema. 3) Ganhos estratégicos (longo prazo). Várias lições sobre inovação, open innovation e como gera valor para uma holding com mais de 60 subsidiárias. Host Bruno Okamoto.

I am joined in this podcast by Caroline Williams -  Chief Learning Officer for Spark Training and Coaching Associates Canada, which is a diversity owned business.Listen as we discuss how she uses SMARTIE to equip inclusive managers that model their vulnerability and build highly effective diverse teams.Caroline Williams has an established track record as a skilled facilitator and executive coach engaging global transformational leadership programmes, diversity and inclusion, team effectiveness and organizational development. She is recognized as somebody who has a passion for success and as an innovative, challenging thinker whose personal style enables her to work alongside her clients through the difficult issues they face. Website - http://www.sparktac.com

Triforce! Episode 182! Lewis is apparently Jeremy Clarkson's biggest fan, Pyrion has been getting deep into the Euros and Sips wouldn't eat anything that's touched the ground... unless it's a Smartie. Support your favourite podcast on Patreon: https://bit.ly/2SMnzk6 Music courtesy of Epidemic Sound.

What is it like to be a “Tour Caddie”? In today’s podcast, we interview Jonathan Smart (Smartie), who’s had been a tour caddie for over 10 years now. With 5 wins on tour, including the 2016 Masters with Danny Willet, Smartie has been right at the top of his game.  We discuss how he got into ca ... The post Caddying for a Masters Champion with Jonathan Smart appeared first on Me And My Golf.

Mary Grace talks about getting the Covid test, crowd surfing, snorting Smartie's, Halloween 2020, being a famous dopplegänger, the legalization of weed in New Jersey, dieting, Songbird, and Ellen POT PREVENTION CAMPAIGN:https://youtu.be/NkcSK9OsjqcSEX ON ICE LINK:https://youtu.be/HtjzsLDi8qk   

2 years ago I decided to take action on some behavior changes I was learning about. I saw the power in decisions and how little promises mattered just as much as the big ones. And that I need to add the extra ‘rewarding tools’ to ensure I would continue the behavior.    The day I said no to smarties in the dollar store was life-changing. Now its time for you to have your Smartie story.   Amy on IG Amy on Facebook

In dieser Folge möchte ich mit euch eine neue Erkenntnis meinerseits teilen. Ein spannendes Konzept über das ich gestolpert bin. Sicherlich kennen die meisten von euch das Prinzip SMARTe Ziele zu setzen. Ich habe ein für mich viel intensiveres Konzept gefunden, mehr dazu in dieser kurzen Folge.

Cherry Yang, connector extraordinaire. Airtable expert, general smartie pants comes on. She talks connectors, analytics and making things automated. Cherry is a critical integrator to helping businesses build sales funnel tracking, CRM projects and lead attribution are a few of the things she can help with.

So we are more than two months into the Covid-19 pandemic, and things are starting to open up. It's fair to say we’ve spent this time doing things differently — mostly because we’ve had too. But (silver lining!) some of these things we’ve happily decided we like and are going to keep in our lives going forward and some of them are going straight into the trash the minute we can easily let them go. INSTAGRAM: @smartmouthlife TWITTER: @smartmouthlife FACEBOOK: @smartmouthlife WEBSITE: Smart Mouth Life

Deborah's Website@debgrausDeborah's "Why Corona" ParodyDeborah's COVID-19 Land ParodySesame Street 

Join Ginger and Nuts, together with Smartie for a fun-packed hour of music and chat to help cheer up all those with the lockdown blues.

Join Ginger and Nuts for an hour of fun. Smartie has all the quirky stories, and Ginge talks about bald men being anxious and more likely to cheat! It's Live, fun and features great music.

Bored? Ginger and Nuts are live, cheeky and seem to be causing mayhem, as always. It's an hour of fun, great music and we can't forget Smartie who joins them with her quirky stories. An hour just isn't long enough.

Donna and Rachel are friends who aren’t afraid to ask questions, laugh loudly, obsess freely and covet vintage items. The pair created the Smart Mouth Life Podcast to celebrate women who run their mouths and the world.

The usual fun and mayhem as expected with Ginger and Nuts. Smartie is also back with her quirky stories. It's feel-good music and fun throughout during these tough times. For more fun visit www.gingerandnuts.uk

Ginger and Nuts are back causing mayhem with their sanitised songs. Smartie joins them with her quirky stories, and it's all blended with a bit of slap and tickle humour and some great songs!

Today we’re getting real about things to know in business: Doing the business, owning the business, killing it at the business. We’re sharing even more of our faves, pet peeves and publicly sharing *some* of the things we’ve only discussed over lots of wine privately before. Get ready.  

Thanks so much for being a part of this community. If you’d like to ask a question and have it answered LIVE just tune into my YouTube channel, Real Rap with Reynolds, on Sunday night at 5pm eastern time and I’d be happy to answer anything you are wondering about. Below you can find links to all the different ways we can connect. Peace. -Reynolds _________________________________________________________ Follow us on: Mail stuff to P.O. Box 11 Gloucester City, NJ 08030 USA Website: www.realrapwithreynolds.com iTunes: Real Rap With Reynolds Instagram: real rap with the reynolds https://www.instagram.com/realrapwithreynolds/?hl=en Facebook: Real Rap With The Reynolds https://www.facebook.com/realrapwithreynolds/ Facebook Group: “Real Rap With Reynolds Teacher Talk" Twitter: @realrapreynolds https://twitter.com/realrapreynolds Snapchat: realrapreynolds Soundcloud: Real Rap with the Reynolds https://soundcloud.com/real-rap-with-the-reynolds Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/realrapwithreynolds/pins/ Amazon Store: https://www.amazon.com/shop/realrapwithreynolds ____________________________________________________________ For business inquiries or questions email: realrapwiththereynolds@gmail.com ____________________________________________________________ Music Kia Orion itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/orion-radio/id1303207770?mt=2 --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/cj-reynolds5/message

Donna and Rachel are friends who aren’t afraid to ask questions, laugh loudly, obsess freely and covet vintage items. The pair created the Smart Mouth Life Podcast to celebrate women who run their mouths and the world.

Jason talks with Deborah Grausman about being the voice of "Smartie", Elmo's new friend and smartphone on Sesame Street.  They discuss voicework, acting, rejection, and the 12 Love languages. Also...BONUS... Here is a link to her Radio spots for Geico (The Creepy Doll in "Doll" and the Roommate in "Casual fire" https://www.geico.com/more/commercials/radio/

Donna and Rachel are friends who aren’t afraid to ask questions, laugh loudly, obsess freely and covet vintage items. The pair created the Smart Mouth Life Podcast to celebrate women who run their mouths and the world. Smartie Talk is back! It’s an occasional episode of just Donna and Rachel having a conversation about a specific topic. Today, it’s holiday survival tips! We’re here to help you have the most memorable holiday ever with our official Smartie Talk Holiday Survival Tips! Or, at the very least we’ll share some coping mechanisms that have happily gotten us through in recent years.

Fisher and Mattie talk Halloween candy , the hardest "Would you rather" questions and about having sexual fantasies with fictional characters.

Ever wondered what it's like to be a real performing clown? This week Smartie the clown joins us to tell us all about life in face paint, and her thoughts on IT Chapter 2. We discuss IT Chapter 2 with guest Hayden and Shannon. Hang out till the end to hear our own clown laughs.

Donna and Rachel are friends who aren’t afraid to ask questions, laugh loudly, obsess freely and covet vintage items. The pair created the Smart Mouth Life Podcast to celebrate women who run their mouths and the world. Smartie Talk is back! It’s an occasional episode of just Donna and Rachel having a conversation about a specific topic. Today, it’s minding your business in business. Entrepreneurism isn’t easy. Donna and Rachel get real about the highs, lows and asking for help.

Donna and Rachel are friends who aren’t afraid to ask questions, laugh loudly, obsess freely and covet vintage items. The pair created the Smart Mouth Life Podcast to celebrate women who run their mouths and the world. This is a Smartie Talk episode where Donna and Rachel have a conversation about a specific topic. Today, it’s all about their favorite Life Hacks.

Rachel & Steph are thrilled to welcome longtime Smartie and their dear friend, Rachel Madel to the podcast. Rachel is a Speech-Language Pathologist with a practice in Los Angeles. She is a communication expert and today she shares her expertise with. Rachel defines what communication is and we have a conversation about limiting beliefs. How to connect with Rachel: www.rachelmadel.comTalking with Tech Podcast @RachelMadelSLP How to connect with us:

        Watch the video here!     We are all hypnotizing ourselves every day, the problem is that most of us are doing it the wrong way. Stephen Anderson, the outback hypnotist is in search of those people that are doing it the right way. Here you will meet them!   Today in Hypnosis in Action, Damian … Continue Reading.....

Happy podcastaversary, Smarties! Cory Zacker, who is a longtime Smartie, interviews Rachel & Steph today to mark their first year of podcasting anniversary. Rachel & Steph pull back the curtain on the origins of Learn Smarter and how it gets produced each week and what has happened to them, professionally and personally, as a result of the podcast.Most important, though, Rachel & Steph want to thank you, Smarties for being on this journey with them. How to connect with us: Join our FB Group Join our e-mail list Rachel’s Kapp Educational Therapy Group website Steph’s My Ed Therapist website @learnsmarterpodcast, @kappedtherapy, @myedtherapist

Donna and Rachel are friends who aren’t afraid to ask questions, laugh loudly, obsess freely and covet vintage items. The pair created the Smart Mouth Life Podcast to celebrate women who run their mouths and the world. This is the debut of Smartie Talk, an entire episode of Donna and Rachel having a conversation about a specific topic. Today, it’s all about our favorite beauty products. 

What the heck is Sweetest Day? The Necco Wafer company went out of business, so there will be no Valentine's Day heart candies this year. Tony Katz doesn't know who is upset by this, but is amazed to learn that in addition to Valentine's Day, there is the "Hallmark Holiday" Sweetest Day. Eat! Drink! Smoke! Snack Size edition shares this lack of candy info, the adoration people have for Valentine's Day as well as the difference between a Sweet Tart and a Smartie. AndTom Brady cheats, and 10-year old Ace Davis has scientifically proven this. Tony is joined by April D. Gregory and Fingers Malloy. Eat! Drink! Smoke! is recorded live at Blend Bar Cigar (http://blendbarcigar.com) in Indianapolis, IN.

How to Find Order and Recreate Your Life - Today we're chatting wih Linda L Eubanks, a sassy and Smartie popping home organization consultant and life coach in Tampa Fl. After leaving an abusive marriage, Linda hid in a 400 square foot hotel room where she used her personal organizing skills to reclaim her life. As the owner of Black Label Living Space, it's her personal mission to use her superpower of creating order and structure to empathize and invoke action to female entrepreneurs and career enthusiast who want to get organized but don't know where to start as they learn to thrive within themselves, their families and their community. lindaleubanks.comClick to view: show page on Awesound

On this episode we discuss a man who swims with the sharks...naked, a mysterious website, and the Smash Mouth Musical. All this and more on this episode of Weird!

Hey Kids! More fun with SFSTs! Are you down with the OLS? Listen as 'Officer Jeff' tests Jared by the book - as in, the actual manual that law enforcement uses when they pull someone over in a traffic stop. Standardized Field Sobriety Tests, or SFSTs, can be challenging for most of us on a good day.  We've previously talked Horizontal Gaze Nystagmus (the pen test) and Walking the Line. In this episode we drop some knowledge about the OLS, or the One Leg Stand - the third horse of the SFST apocalypse. Steve, Jeff and Jared also talk Dirtbag Mondays, flossing, Steve Martin and "The Man with Two Brains", riding on your rims, swaying, raising arms for balance, the "acceleration clause" and other cool dance moves, and the Smartie defense. And we ask the question, is the goal to be accurate, or to just "secure a conviction?"   You might be surprised by what the NHTSA manual actually says.. Have your own experience with a Field Sobriety Test? Tell us about it - we love stories! Have questions or comments? Send them to podcast@ohiolegaldefense.com. We will keep your identity private unless you tell us otherwise, but would love to share your stories - and answer your questions - in upcoming episodes! www.ohiolegaldefense.com/podcast podcast@ohiolegaldefense.com Image already added Support this podcast

Episode 9 of The Teaching Space podcast is an interview with ADHD expert Soli Lazarus.  Martine: Hello, it's Martine here. Welcome to the Teaching Space Podcast. Today I have the pleasure of interviewing Soli Lazarus. Now, rather than tell you all about Soli, I'm going to ask her to introduce herself. Soli, welcome to the show. Soli: Hello, Martine. Thank you so much for inviting me. It's lovely to be here today. Martine: It's great to have you here. Why don't you tell us a bit about yourself? Who are you and what do you do? Soli: Right. Yes, my name is Soli. I'm, at the moment, an assistant SENCO in a large primary school in London. I do that part-time. The rest of my time, I run my own consultancy, Yellow Sun. I support families with children with autism and ADHD. I support them on a one-to-one basis within a support group. We have a great Facebook group. I have an online training course and I've got so many other things in the pipeline. My head's buzzing with ideas. But I'm super, super passionate about particularly ADHD. Soli: My son has ADHD. He's nearly 30. As a parent, I really struggled to get support and help and it's very, very isolating as a parent with a child with any kind of difficulties. It's not the life you signed up for. It's sad. It can be lonely. You feel really isolated and don't know where to turn. This was my may name of Yellow Sun, is just really to empower parents and give support to parents and just give simple tweaks that can really change how a child feels about themselves. One of my plans, also, is to go into schools. Soli: We just need to get the word out there that if we change a little bit of a child with ADHD, change a bit of their environment and our reaction to a child, it can just make all the difference. I'm super passionate, super fired up. Yeah, that's me. Martine: That's fantastic. Actually, I think one of the best ways to make a difference in these types of areas is through education, isn't it? Ultimately, by educating people about what ADHD actually is and those small changes that you mentioned, then you can really make a difference. In the simplest of terms, what exactly is ADHD? Can you tell me? Soli: Yep. First of all, what it's not is bad parenting. It's a real condition. It's a biologically proven condition that is a chemical imbalance in the brain. It's real. That's not to say good parenting can make a difference. Similarly, bad parenting can make the situation worse. But it certainly does not cause ADHD. In a nutshell, we all know these children in our class because they're the one who is constantly fidgeting and on the move. Or they might be incredibly impulsive. They just do not have those brakes for them to stop before they think. They can be very inattentive unless it's something highly, highly motivating. The three aspects are inattention, impulsive, and hyperactive. Martine: Excellent. That really explains it well. Like you say, so many of us can relate to having these kids in our class or these kids in our lives generally. Personally, I teach adults. I can connect with that slightly less. Nevertheless, I do understand that ADHD is a very real thing in adults, as well. We'll touch on that in a minute. But even with children, I come into contact with through my family and things like that, it's quite easy to spot. Is it that a child will usually get a diagnosis of ADHD? What happens when a parent or a teacher suspects that a child might have ADHD? What, generally, is the process there? Soli: Well, that's a good question because it's quite a sticky point. There's no blood test. There are no scans, at the moment, to show this discrepancy in brain function. It's really just by observation and reports, reports from parents. Yes, it's all these behaviours that I've spoken about. Generally, I would say to parents, "If your child is behaving in that same way in whatever environment they're at, if when they're at Granny or if they're in an afterschool club or if you're shopping or at the cinema or a birthday party and at school and at home, if in all those different environments they're still more or less showing that same kind of behavior, then it's almost certainly something like ADHD." Soli: There are lots of other conditions that go alongside ADHD, such as dyslexia, sensory processing disorders. Sometimes there are other things going alongside. I'm of the mindset, though, I'm not really that bothered about a diagnosis. I'm more bothered about how we react to a behaviour. However, we label that behaviour, we have to do something about it. We have to change something up or react differently. Although I'm not saying don't get a diagnosis because that does help. It helps frame how we react. That child might even need medication. Some children really react very well being on a medication. Soli: My son, personally, was diagnosed by a great consultant. I think the way forward, if you really suspect or school really suspect that it could be ADHD, you do need to get some consultant to actually do the diagnosis. You need to go down the route of going to the GP and get referred to a consultant. Some children, yes, as I said, do react very well to being on medication. My son was diagnosed when he was eight and he was put on Ritalin. It was amazing. Ritalin is a very short-acting medication. It stays in the system for about three hours. He would take it and he would go from almost climbing the walls to then being very, I would say, subdued. Soli: But he actually said to me, and I will never, ever forget, he said, "My eyes are keeping still and I can now see the words." It meant that, at eight years old, he couldn't read. He started to read. He was able to focus on his work. But he hated the feeling. When he was 16, and it was actually the day before his first GCSE, he said, "I'm not taking it anymore." Soli: Obviously, there was nothing I could do about it 'cause he really hated it. But for some children and adults, I know medication really, really works. Actually, my son is 30 now and I do keep saying to him, "Please pop back to the doctor and just see if there's anything else. There might be other things now that all those years ago were not available." But it's not his thing. But I'm not saying it's not for everybody because there are some people, adults and children, who work really well with medication. But it goes alongside. Medication is not the answer. The most important thing is for us to change our reaction to a child and an adult and help them and support them so that their lives can be much calmer and happier. Martine: That's so interesting. What you're saying, from a teacher perspective, is that regardless of whether there is a diagnosis or not, if you spot these behaviors in your learners, regardless of the label that that child has been given, you can implement changes to make things better for them and generally make things better for the whole class. Soli: 100%. We'll probably talk about it a little later, the actual specifics of things that a teacher can do, but I can guarantee you do some of these strategies and it will help this child with ADHD, but it will also those other children who've got undiagnosed things or other learning difficulties or English is an additional language or a child who's had just a really bad, chaotic home life and can't focus. We've got all sorts of learners from all sorts of backgrounds, all sorts of things going on at home, that at any one time some children just need that extra little bit of something different just to help them. Martine: Brilliant. We hear a lot about ADHD in kids and, obviously, that's when if there is a diagnosis, that's when it will tend to happen. But what does ADHD look like in adults? You said your son is 30. If you want to use him as an example, you can. Personally, I teach mainly adults. Very rare I teach children. Selfishly, I'm quite interested in it from my own perspective. But hopefully, listeners will be interested in it, too. Soli: ADHD doesn't go away. Let me say, as well, it's not a life sentence. It's just a different type of behaviour. There are all sorts of very famous, successful people with ADHD. Rory Bremner is one who goes very popular with his condition. Martine: I did not know that. That's really interesting. Soli: Oh, yeah. There's a really incredible documentary. I think you can get it on Catch Up on BBC. You can hear how his brain is working. It's firing from all different angles. Oh, I think will.i.am, as well. Soli: Adults and children are amazingly creative. They've got a zillion thoughts wandering around their head, which it shows up more in our school system because our school system is so rubbish that we expect children just to sit quietly, line up, sit on the carpet, be passive. Whereas, our people with ADHD, that's the complete opposite of what they need to be. Soli: Going again back to your question, an adult with ADHD will put themselves into a situation where their natural abilities and their natural skills and their natural way of behaving won't be a conflict. You're not gonna get somebody going working in a very quiet atmosphere of an office. They will do something a little bit louder and zanier. My son is a hairdresser. Soli: It's because he is creative. He can wander around. He can chat when he wants. He can more or less go and eat when he wants. There's loud music, which helps him concentrate. As an adult, you'll put yourself into the environment that suits you. The other thing is they're very disorganized. Again, as an adult, you can find those ways. You'll write yourself lists, have Post-It notes, do things on your phone to remind you, have alarms. You'll create a world around the things that you find difficult. It does affect adults, too, and adults do need help and support with organisation with going for lots of movement breaks and doing things in very short, sharp chunks and changing things up so they don't get bored very easily. Yes, we do have to still be considerate of adults with ADHD because it still exists. Martine: That's super interesting. I think a lot of teachers could really up their teaching game just generally by ensuring that they chunk things up into really small, attention-grabbing sections and supporting learners of all ages with their organization skills. There's a lesson in that, regardless of whether any of your learners have ADHD or not. We could learn a lot from just implementing those strategies as standard. Soli: Yes, yes. Some people just need help. "There's too much content here. I can't read it all." It needs to be in chunks. We need to realize what people's learning styles are. I'm an incredible visual learner and I need things being very, very clear with pictures and underline and bold. Those strategies really help our children with concentration difficulties. They can't just have a whole great, big chunk of writing or seven instructions or a page of 20 sums. It's too much. We have to chunk it up. Cut up a piece of paper so they only see one little part of an instruction or just give five sums. Soli: We use something called "red cup, green cup" in primary school. It's literally having two cups on your table, stacked, and if the green cup is showing, "I'm okay, that's fine, I don't need any help." If the red cup is showing, you stack it the other way, it just signals to an adult. It saves somebody having to put their hand up for 20 minutes. It's great. Something we haven't spoken about, which is the number one thing and, really, I should have said it right at the top, is our children with ADHD, their self-esteem is on the floor. Unless you get an amazing teacher who understands them, their life at school, they'll be labelled as naughty. They'll be the ones in the staffroom that everybody says, "Oh, watch out for this one. He'll cause trouble." Soli: Already, teachers have very negative expectations. The other children will see them as the one who is always being told off. Classically, they're the ones who do something just for that extra little bit of time. They'll get noticed. But the smart, clever ones will stop before the adult comes in. The child with ADHD will be the one always in trouble. Social relationships are nonexistent, really. My son has very, very limited friendships even now. New Year's Eve, he had to go out with his little sister because he didn't have friends. Birthdays, he never got invited to birthday parties. Never invited to play dates. The self-esteem of our children with ADHD is horrendous. We need to do everything we can just to build them up. Soli: Just going back to that red cup, green cup, that is such a subtle way of saying, "I need help." Nobody even needs to notice. The teacher then just goes over quietly and then just supports and helps the child. Martine: In terms of supporting learners with ADHD, clearly working with them on their self-esteem is really important. Through the discussions that we've had, I suspect that teachers getting to know their learners really well and anticipating issues is important, too. I would expect that. Soli: Yes. Yes. It's vital, really, because a lot of our children with ADHD want to learn. They're very creative. They've got great ideas. But they just probably need to learn in a different way. As we've said before, they really need help with organization. Visuals are great to use. Visual timetables, visual schedules, so they know the order of a day or an order of a session and they don't get overwhelmed. They might have real difficulty keeping still. There are some great resources that you can use. There are some wobble cushions, which sounds bizarre, but they're inflatable cushions that sit on the chair and it keeps children still. I don't know what the magic is behind it, but it's to do with their sensory equilibrium being balanced. Soli: You know the yoga bands, the stretchy yoga bands? You put those on the chair legs and the bottom and then a child can just keep kicking them and pressing their feet against them. All these things are aiding concentration because instead of them fiddling and squirming and disrupting and disturbing other people, these other little strategies can actually help them focus and concentrate. But saying that, if a child works better by kicking off their shoes and laying on the floor on a cushion to do their writing, I would say, "Why not?" If it suits your classroom, if it suits the environment, and he or she is going to be focused, not disturbing everybody else, might not be able to sit on a chair for 20 minutes. Might be able to do it for 10 and then as long as he's asking permission and just, "Would you mind if I just go and finish the rest on the floor?" Fine, if he gets the work done. Soli: Also, fiddle toys. A lot of our children do need to fiddle. I know we had the fidget spinners, which were banned. I think it was such a shame 'cause they're so great for our ADHD children. But I do understand why they were banned, 'cause they were a little bit dangerous. But it was great for our self-esteem of our children because, all of a sudden, they had a gadget that everybody else wanted and it made them feel really special. That was, for me, a win-win. But there are some great fiddle toys. There's one that's lots of little colored blocks on an elastic string. They're £1.50 and children can fiddle with those and they're silent. They don't disrupt or disturb anybody else. Soli: I say to my children, "If it disturbs you and makes you lose focus, you're not having it. If it disrupts anybody else around you, you're not having it." If they can quietly fiddle, or Blu Tack is also very good if it makes them concentrate then fine. Let them have it. It's really not a problem. The other thing, our children are very impulsive. Quite often, it's very hard for them if the teacher is saying something and they just are desperate to call it out, they'll call it out because they don't have the brakes to, "Do you know what? I'll just wait my turn." If you give a child a whiteboard or pen and paper so that they can write their answer and then almost show it up to the teacher so that she can see and just do a silent thumbs up and a smile, quite often that's enough. Soli: I keep saying "he" because a lot of our children with ADHD are boys, or more boys are diagnosed. Girls tend to not have the hyperactive element, so are quiet. They're ADD without the hyperactive. But most of them are boys. All they want to do is know that they've been seen and they've been heard. If you do this whiteboard thing and hold up their answer and smile and thumbs up, quite often that sort of thing is enough. You could try recording in different ways. If they find writing difficult, then maybe a laptop or speech to text software or using a little sound button. Sound buttons are great, actually. I don't know if you've come across them, Martine. Soli: They come in all different guises, but basically it's little recording device. It could either be something that looks like a giant Smartie and then you press it and you can record a message for, say, 30 seconds. What an assistant could do, what the teacher could do, could record the instructions. "Do five sums and then come and see me," or "Do five sums and show me your red cup." The child then just keeps listening to the instruction or they could use it for if a child forgets what their sentences they need to write, or forgets a plan that they need to do, or needs to use it to remind themselves of a job that they need to do. They're also really great. If you Google "sound buttons," they're really good. They're in the SEN bit of catalogues. They're really, really good. I recommend them, as well. Soli: Yeah, there's just so many. Visuals, visuals are always great just to remind our children what to do and to keep on track. As I said before with a lot of these things, so many of the other children in the class can also benefit. Who wouldn't want to kick off their shoes if it makes them feel comfortable or sit on a wobble cushion if it helps them or have their work chunked up or use visuals? Also, who wouldn't want to be made to feel special? These techniques really work for our children with ADHD, but other children, as well. I think the underlying things is that as adults, we must just look and understand the behaviour and change our reaction to a behaviour and don't always be so quick to tell off or to say, "Why did you do that? Weren't you thinking?" Soli: Quite often, our children are not thinking. That's part of the difficulty. Try to really understand the behaviour and react to it differently and just make our little children just feel special and valued and listen to their opinions. Martine: There are some great strategies there, Soli. As an adult learner, who doesn't want to feel valued? You're absolutely right. I think, ultimately, as teachers, it's our jobs to facilitate an environment where everybody has an equal opportunity to learn. By employing these strategies, we are really going to create a fantastic environment for our children, for our adults, for our learners, whoever it is you have responsibility for. Thank you for sharing those strategies. I think they've been really helpful. I hope that everyone listening has taken away all sorts from your wise words. Soli: Yeah, well, thank you. I'm so super passionate about changing things up. It's so simple. As teachers, we've got these little people's worlds in our hands, their futures, without being too dramatic. We can change the way these children feel about themselves. It's so easy to do. We can make them feel successful and valued. No child gets up in the morning and just thinks, "I really hope I'm shouted at today. I really hope I'm kept in at playtime. I really hope nobody plays with me." Everybody gets up in the morning and wants to have a good day. I think it's up to us educators to make all our little people have a good day. Martine: Definitely. I quite agree with that. Well, thank you, Soli. I have one final question for you and it's an important one. Where can people find you online? Soli: Well, go to my website, which is Soli-Lazarus.com. That is a lovely hub for all my other bits and bobs that I do. As I say, I've got some training online videos that are free to watch. One is how to stop the rudeness. One is how to build up self-esteem. One is blowing wide open the myths surrounding ADHD. Those are free to watch. Also, there are links to my mentoring program and my blog. I write a regular blog and I've got a fabulous Facebook group, which is just full of lovely, lovely parents who are just trying to get some answers to some questions and we give each other support. I offer some great free resources. Pop along to that website and you'll find my links there. Martine: That's brilliant. Thanks, Soli, and thank you so much for your time. It's been a pleasure speaking with you.

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