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Bills Dominate Steelers: Game Recap & Analysis In this episode of Circling the Wagons, we celebrate the Buffalo Bills' victory over the Pittsburgh Steelers with a score of 26-7, advancing the Bills to an 8-4 record. The episode dives into game highlights, including record-breaking rushing performances, critical defensive plays, and player stats. The hosts discuss the standout performances of James Cook, Christian Benford, and Joey Bosa while scrutinizing the offense's inconsistencies. Listener hot takes and a giveaway round off the episode, offering a comprehensive review of the game and the team's prospects moving forward. Go Bills! 00:00 Bills Break Records and Beat Steelers 00:55 Game Recap and Key Highlights 02:11 Injury Concerns and Team Performance 03:36 Defensive Standouts and Turnovers 04:55 Offensive Struggles and Key Plays 11:30 Stats of the Game 19:48 Sweet Sassy Plays of the Game 24:25 Wall of Fame and Honorable Mentions 25:51 Buffalo Bills Offensive Line Shines 26:34 Defense Sparks the Team 27:46 Wall of Shame: Receivers and Penalties 29:18 Rant on Brandon Bean's Decisions 36:43 Hot Takes from Twitter 40:19 Special Request for Tickets 44:06 Giveaway and Final Thoughts If you like our show, tell a friend and spread the word! Like, Comment, Share and Subscribe! Email us questions, comments, or Bills stories: ctwpod@gmail.com Follow us on X/Twitter: @CTWpod Like us on Facebook: Circling the Wagons: A Buffalo Bills Podcast Follow us on Instagram: CTWpod Subscribe to our YouTube Channel: @CTWpod Check out our low-priced Bills T-Shirts, Socks, Hoodies, Mugs & More: Circling the Wagons TeePublic Store Get $125 for every $100 you deposit for Sports Betting on BetUS (where we bet each week) #BillsMafia #BuffaloBills #GoBills #Buffalo

The lights were brighter, the stages were bigger, and yet the action felt thinner. We unpack a Grand Prix season that looked like a spectacle and too often fought like a glorified open, asking the question nobody wants to: who should actually be on these mats? When five-per-country invites meet a relentless calendar, you get watered-down brackets and athletes who can't peak, no matter how professional their camps are. We talk candidly about when elite athletes should sit, when prospects should chase reps, and why a world champion with nothing to prove still found herself cutting weight for zero upside.From Thailand's flat atmosphere to Waychamp's week-to-week personality shift, we dive into the mechanics that steer outcomes. Scoring felt stingy in China and suddenly hospitable in Bangkok; headgear recognition improved, but refereeing often disappeared, creating a rule vacuum where holding paid and punches didn't. Consistency shapes behavior, and right now the incentives are muddy. We also confront the explosive allegation of manipulated electronic socks—extra magnets, stronger pull, mismatched markings—and what it means for trust when technology can be gamed. If hardware decides points, hardware must be sacred, and consequences must be immediate.We challenge the logic of under-21 worlds as currently used. Development is essential, but it stops being development when seasoned senior medalists drop down to harvest hardware. Keep U21 as a proving ground and let seniors be seniors. On the U.S. front, we scrutinize selection procedures that close divisions while a global point reset looms, and argue for turning Pan Ams into a development lab when rankings won't carry over. Fund the pipeline, protect the podium, and read the calendar with courage. If Taekwondo wants sharper fights, clearer stakes, and real growth, it needs transparent rules, firm officiating, and smarter schedules—not just better graphics.Enjoy the episode? Follow, share with a teammate, and leave a review with your take: should under-21 worlds be a true development tier, and should Pan Ams be opened up when points reset? Your feedback shapes what we tackle next.

ONE HOT FEST – BIFF is a special mini-series from One Heat Minute Productions. Host Blake Howard takes you inside the Brisbane International Film Festival — from filmmaker interviews and festival dispatches to reviews and discussions with guests and critics — relaying the energy, stories, and chaos that, in its heyday, made it one of Australia's unmissable film events.Synopsis:Balthazar (Jaeden Martell) is a wealthy teenage boy attending a private school in New York with the help of a life coach. The catch is that he can cry on command, prompting him to upload videos of himself fake-crying about political issues to the internet in an attempt to win over his activist crush. Things become serious when a would-be mass shooter (Asa Butterfield) begins trolling him for speaking against gun violence, causing Balthazar to travel to Texas to confront him.Billy Ray BrewtonBilly Ray is an award-winning writer/director for the stage and screen, a film festival professional with over 20-years of experience programming festivals both large and small, and a podcaster who can be heard on some of the most popular film podcasts around. He was the subject of the 2014 documentary, "Skanks", which world premiered at the Slamdance Film Festival. In 2016, Billy Ray made his directorial debut with the award-winning dramatic horror film, "Show Yourself". Since, he served as an associate producer on "The Mortuary Collection", released by Shudder; a producer on the documentary, "Socks on Fire", which took home "Best Documentary" at the Tribeca Film Festival; a producer on the short film, "Pool Shark", which has 100+ million views on YouTube; and is currently producer of "Coroner to the Stars" (world premiering Slamdance 2025), and an associate producer on the upcoming documentary, "Mental Health and Horror". Billy Ray launched Make Believe Theatricals in 2025.One Heat Minute ProductionsWEBSITE: oneheatminute.comTWITTER: @OneBlakeMinute & @OHMPodsMERCH: https://www.teepublic.com/en-au/stores/one-heat-minute-productionsSupport this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/one-heat-minute-productions/exclusive-contentAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

ONE HOT FEST – BIFF is a special mini-series from One Heat Minute Productions. Host Blake Howard takes you inside the Brisbane International Film Festival — from filmmaker interviews and festival dispatches to reviews and discussions with guests and critics — relaying the energy, stories, and chaos that, in its heyday, made it one of Australia's unmissable film events.Synopsis:After wildfires take his ranch, a cowboy named Dusty winds up in a FEMA camp, finding community with others who lost homes, including his daughter and ex-wife.Billy Ray BrewtonBilly Ray is an award-winning writer/director for the stage and screen, a film festival professional with over 20-years of experience programming festivals both large and small, and a podcaster who can be heard on some of the most popular film podcasts around. He was the subject of the 2014 documentary, "Skanks", which world premiered at the Slamdance Film Festival. In 2016, Billy Ray made his directorial debut with the award-winning dramatic horror film, "Show Yourself". Since, he served as an associate producer on "The Mortuary Collection", released by Shudder; a producer on the documentary, "Socks on Fire", which took home "Best Documentary" at the Tribeca Film Festival; a producer on the short film, "Pool Shark", which has 100+ million views on YouTube; and is currently producer of "Coroner to the Stars" (world premiering Slamdance 2025), and an associate producer on the upcoming documentary, "Mental Health and Horror". Billy Ray launched Make Believe Theatricals in 2025.One Heat Minute ProductionsWEBSITE: oneheatminute.comTWITTER: @OneBlakeMinute & @OHMPodsMERCH: https://www.teepublic.com/en-au/stores/one-heat-minute-productionsSupport this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/one-heat-minute-productions/exclusive-contentAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

Send us a textIn this episode of The Unrestricted Podcast, host DreRawka sits down with recording artist Cuevas, also known as High Socks, to talk about his journey in the music industry and how he's building a successful independent career.Cuevas opens up about how he's making six figures off his music, the strategies he's using to leverage social media, and what it takes to stay consistent as an independent artist in today's music landscape.We dive into:

Send us a textIn this episode of The Unrestricted Podcast, host DreRawka sits down with recording artist Cuevas, also known as High Socks, to talk about his journey in the music industry and how he's building a successful independent career.Cuevas opens up about how he's making six figures off his music, the strategies he's using to leverage social media, and what it takes to stay consistent as an independent artist in today's music landscape.We dive into:

This Thanksgiving week, I want to pause and tell you how grateful I am for you. You are the reason the Unashamedly You community—and this podcast—exist. I'm truly honored to spend my Fridays with so many incredible women.This week's Thanksgiving episode is a special one, featuring Sharon Townley, First Lady of FPC of Brewer, and her daughter, Tavia Townley, from Brewer, Maine. Together, they offer a beautiful mother-daughter perspective on cultivating an attitude of gratitude.Having an attitude of gratitude takes intention. It doesn't always come naturally, but it's something we can choose to practice every day. In this episode, they share stories of finding thankfulness in ordinary moments, difficult seasons, and the moments most of us overlook. Their conversation will inspire you to pursue an attitude of gratitude in every part of your life.Books that were mentioned:Socks for Christmas: A Child's Discovery of the True Meaning of Christmas https://a.co/d/fOOrnhRHabits of the Household: Practicing the Story of God in Everyday Family Rhythms https://a.co/d/3uPbtHZ

Show Notes: Intro - Knit Knit Knit - ~FO #17 - Amanda's B-day C.C. Socks - Socks by ME! on US1.5 (2.5mm), Knit Picks Felici in the Silent Film colourway ~FO #19 - Dami's B-day C.C. Socks - Socks by ME! on US1.5 (2.5mm), West Yorkshire Spinners Signature Sparkle 4 ply Self Striping in the Vintage Tinsel colourway ~FO #20 - Katy's B-day C.C. Socks - Socks by ME! on US1.5 (2.5mm), BlueberryChickYarn Kiawah Fingering in the Beauty Berry colourway & Rusty Ferret Doll in the Chimera colourway ~Izzy's B-day C.C. Socks - Socks by ME! on US1.5 (2.5mm), Suburban Stitcher Sock in the Bashful colourway & Opal Van Gogh in the 5432 Still Life: Vase with Twelve Sunflowers colourway ~Preemie Blanket #4 on US6 (4mm), Vidalana Tweedy Sheep in the Apple Picking colourway, Vidalana Ambient Worsted in the Fresco colourway, & Unknown Yarn in the Grey, Green, & Magenta colourway Flosstube - Begins at timestamp 12:37 ~Dami's Finish - Pretty Little New York by Satsuma Street ~FO #18 - Move Forward in Love by Modern Folk Embroidery Fortnight Fabrics 16 ct Aida - Hue Called for DMC floss & Threadworx Bradley's Balloons ~FO #21 - Winter in Stars Hollow by Katie Landis / The Black Needle Society 18ct White Aida Called for DMC & colour conversion by Forbidden Fiber Co. ~Edinburgh Castle by Terra Luna Stitchery 25ct Easy Grid Lugana Called for DMC ~Oh Deer! by Satsuma Street Steel City Stitchers 16 count Aida - Black Pearl Called for DMC ~Gilmoreisms by Forbidden Fiber Co. Forbidden Fiber Co. 16 count Aida Zweigart - Casablanca Called for Forbidden Fiber Co. Floss ~Jack's Stamp Collection by Katie Landis/The Black Needle Society Judesign 18 ct Zweigart Aida - Witchy Pink Called for DMC ~Disagree by Rebel Stitcher Designs BeStitchMe 16ct Aida - Rainbow Hand-Dyed By Rolanda - Rainfall Yummies (our current favourite things) - ~Tin Can Knits patterns - Bracken Vest & Twig Shawl ~The Black Needle Society Autumn Abundance, Perfectly Wicked, Thankful Hearts, & Snails Unboxings ~Books with BNS ~Vlogmas/Flossmas/Holivlogs Plans Misc. - ~I'm so excited to be a rep for The Black Needle Society Join TBNS Waitlist to be notified when you can subscribe. Save 5% on everything in The Black Needle Society Vault with the code JAVAPURL5 ~Support the Podcast, Become A Patron ~Support the Podcast, Join us on YouTube ~Want another way to help support our podcast? Throughout our website, links to books, tv shows, movies, etc. are Amazon Affiliate Links. We receive a portion of what you spend when you click through our website to shop on Amazon. What we receive helps us with the costs associated with producing this podcast as well as with prizes & shipping for giveaways. Thanks in advance for your support! If you are in the UK, please click this link, Amazon.co.uk, or the banner below to shop: If you are in Canada, please click this link, Amazon.ca or the banner below to shop: ~For any and all giveaways, prizes, competitions, ALs, etc. that we host, the winner(s) have 30 days from the date of announcement (the date the podcast episode in which the winner was announced goes live) to contact us to claim their prize or it will be forfeited. If this occurs, the prize will be used for another giveaway at our discretion. Thanks for understanding! Find Us Online - C.C. - (they/them) ~ on Instagram as CC_JavaPurl Dami - (they/them) ~ on Instagram as DamiMunroe Pink Purl (she/her) & Pumpkin Pom-Pom (she/her)- ~on Instagram as Pink.and.Pumpkin JavaPurl Designs ~ JavaPurl Designs website GGKCS - ~ our Facebook page ~ email us: ggkcspodcast@gmail.com ~ on Apple Podcasts ~ on YouTube ~ Support the Podcast, Become a Patron Until next time,

Why do dogs make a beeline for underwear and smelly socks? Also, do we really get taller at night, why do some colours reflect and others absorb light, does our skin get thinner as we age, and what's the basis of lisps and accents? Dr Chris Smith and Amy Maciver have the answers... Like this podcast? Please help us by supporting the Naked Scientists

Why do dogs make a beeline for underwear and smelly socks? Also, do we really get taller at night, why do some colours reflect and others absorb light, does our skin get thinner as we age, and what's the basis of lisps and accents? Dr Chris Smith and Amy Maciver have the answers... Like this podcast? Please help us by supporting the Naked Scientists

Welcome back to Truth, Lies & Work, the show where behavioural science meets workplace culture, brought to you by the HubSpot Podcast Network. This week, Leanne sits down with Christian Laing, co-founder of Stand Out Socks and one of the most compelling voices in ethical employment today. Christian's story began with something simple: wanting his younger brother Ross, who has Down syndrome, to have meaningful, paid work. What followed became a movement that is challenging an entire system built on unpaid labour, tokenism and decades of “this is just how it works.” In this conversation, Christian talks honestly and openly about the early days, the struggle to keep the business alive, the moment he realised paid roles were possible, and the wider question he wants every leader to consider: What assumptions am I making about who is capable? Stand Out Socks isn't just a company. It's an example of what work can look like when we remove red tape, build roles around people, and refuse to exploit those who've been overlooked for too long. Christian shares the reality of navigating misconceptions about Down syndrome, the emotional weight families carry, and why representation matters far beyond the product. This is a raw, unedited conversation — the pauses matter, the honesty matters, and the humanity matters. It's a reminder that culture isn't built with slogans; it's built with decisions. If you're a leader, a business owner, a hiring manager or a parent of someone with learning disabilities, this episode will stay with you. In this episode How Christian went from “someone should hire Ross” to “I'll do it myself.” Why meaningful, paid work transforms confidence, purpose and community. How Stand Out Socks grew from one family's challenge into a national mission. The emotional reality behind inclusion — from joy to grief to rebuilding. What leaders misunderstand about capability, opportunity and potential. Why “creating space for someone to shine” is not charity — it's leadership. Links from the episode Stand Out Socks: https://www.standoutsocks.co.uk Christian on LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/cdlaing/ Stand Out Socks on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/standoutsocksuk Stand Out Socks on TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@standoutsocks Find us LinkedIn (Podcast): https://www.linkedin.com/company/truthlieswork Al Elliott: https://www.linkedin.com/in/thisisalelliott Leanne Elliott: https://www.linkedin.com/in/meetleanne Email: hello@truthliesandwork.com Book a call: https://savvycal.com/meetleanne/chat Wellbeing Support Mind UK: https://www.mind.org.uk/information-support/ Samaritans: 116 123 or jo@samaritans.org

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Dom talks with kayaker, surf life saver and endurance racer James Scott about wearing the new Norsewear Endurance socks in the recent Gore Whiskey Creek Challenge, his quest to make the NZ Olympic kayaking team for LA 2028 and his long association with surf lifesaving. Tune in daily for the latest and greatest REX rural content on your favourite streaming platform, visit rexonline.co.nz and follow us on Instagram, Facebook and LinkedIn for more.

Your weekend is not weird enough without Brainstoryum! Join award-winning fantasy and dreampunk author, Anna Tizard, in a funny and dark Alice in Wonderland-style journey into creative writing. Brainstorming and writing short stories has never been so rich in discovery and surprises, using the surrealist word game of Exquisite Corpse to generate prompts and stretch your imagination. Listeners' words are drawn from the legendary Socks of Destiny and mixed into writing prompts which lead to the most unexpected story ideas—and a fascinating exploration of creative writing craft. Listeners are also warmly invited to share their own microfiction and poetry based on the previous show's prompts. Today's show showcases the latest of these, followed by another three laugh-out-loud rounds of Exquisite Corpse, which this time lead to a strange tale of a disgruntled immortal. Subscribe for free to Anna Tizard's private email list and receive an e-book to begin your journey into The Book of Exquisite Corpse (includes exclusive material not published anywhere else). Go to annatizard.com.

Support the pod and get so much extra content for $5/month at https://www.patreon.com/stiffsockspod Bonus eps also available on Apple Podcasts! https://www.apple.co/socks The boys spiral through chaos this week as Trevor gets yelled at in Central Park for "animal abuse," they roast gluten-free bagels, and break down the most unhinged dating video ever sent featuring a shirtless guy reading a book while his dog wears pants. They also dive into insane youth sports celebrations, aging out of hookup culture, and a moped disaster in Secret Sock.

Katy and Jeannette explore why proper recovery is just as important as your workouts. They explain how short-term recovery between repetitions or intervals restores homeostasis—the steady state of your cells—allowing you to continue a training session effectively. Over the longer term, recovery after vigorous activity supports tissue repair and adaptation, helping your muscles and connective tissues strengthen. Without sufficient recovery, training plateaus can occur, and your risk of illness may increase. Finally, they discuss rest as an essential part of recovery and share strategies such as cross-training, stretching, and massage to support the body's repair and adaptation processes.Katy talks with Jim Leuty of My Happy Feet Alignment Socks, a simple and effective recovery tool that gently stretches and realigns toes while you rest! Toe-spacers are part of the recovery routine for performers like Taylor Swift, who dance in high heels—and they're helpful for everyone, particularly if you spend long hours on your feet or struggle with bunions or foot pain. Jim also shares his newest products, including kid sizes and complete foot care gift kits.Enhanced Show Notes and Full Transcript 01:34 - Introducing the Dynamic Collective Sponsors03:14 - What Is Recovery? Short-Term vs. Long-Term06:29 - Post-Workout Fatigue: Understanding What's Still “Off” in Your Body09:19 - Rest vs. Recovery: Why They're Not the Same13:12 - How Recovery After Vigorous Exercise Supports Adaptation and Strength17:17 - Intensity, Training Plateaus, and the Importance of Variability26:31 - Strategies to Boost Recovery: Sleep, Cross-Training, Massage, and Stretching30:01 - Listener Question: How Does Altitude & Plane Travel Affect The Body?39:44 - Introducing My Happy Feet Alignment Socks41:03 - Socks vs. Toe Spacers: What's the Difference?46:19 - Real Results, Testimonials, and Taylor Swift's High-Heel Recovery49:09 - Gifting Foot Care Items and New ProductsITEMS, BOOKS & RESOURCES MENTIONEDMy Happy Feet Alignment Socks International orders My Happy Feet Global Super Foot Care Kit Simple Steps To Foot Pain Relief by Katy BowmanCONNECT, MOVE & LEARNJoin Our Newsletter: Movement Colored GlassesFollow Katy on SubstackTry Katy's Virtual Studio Free for 7 days!MADE POSSIBLE BY OUR WONDERFUL SPONSORS:Ikaria Design: The Soul Seat® offers height-adjustable, multi-position sitting—get 10% off new chairs and desks with code DNA10.Movemate: Active standing boards with smoothly articulating wooden slats. Designed to keep you moving without interrupting your focus.Smart Playrooms: Beautiful playroom design and movement-rich equipment—save 10% on monkey bars and rock-wall items with code DNA10.Peluva: Five-toe minimalist shoes that move like you do—take 15% off with code NUTRITIOUSMOVEMENT.My Happy Feet: Toe-spacing socks that gently realign toes for comfortable recovery—take 20% off with code MYDNA.Venn Design: Stylish ball-shaped Air Chairs that encourage dynamic sitting—enjoy 20% off Nov 17–26 with code MOVEMENTREVOLUTION.Thoughts/questions email us at podcast@nutritiousmovement.comYour Voice on the Podcast: Read The Credits 

The Time Riders: Part 11 Attack of the Velociraptor. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 16 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Another basement, seconds later. The quiet darkness was suddenly disrupted by a strange glow, and a hum, along with blinking neon lights that seemed to spin around a perimeter. The Holmes Field Device appeared, and Mark sighed heavily as he shut it off. He slumped down onto a small stool in a nearby corner, thankful his parents and his sister pretty much never came down here. Mom didn't like the clutter, Roxy was afraid of the spiders, and his dad never wanted to be seen leaving the basement in case his mom decided she needed something dug out. Out of sight, out of mind. He looked at the little multicolored weed pipe he was holding in his hand, still contained in a small baggie. It didn't matter that his fingerprints were on it, since he'd shown it to Roxy. Not like she was gonna tell their parents, right? But still, this was getting complicated. His initial trip over to Danni's house had apparently not been as smooth as hoped, and he just found out now. And now he had to jump back in time to hide the pipe under his chair in order to show to Roxy, and then get it back into Danni's room unnoticed. Right? Becky had been correct, these twists were getting harder and harder to manage. He'd very nearly been caught at Danni's, and it was only dumb luck that saved him. But he couldn't rely on that now. He shook his head and took a deep breath, preparing to jump back to before the confrontation with Roxy, before he'd gone into his room. Maybe during dinner? What time had dinner been? Thank God his parents and Roxy were out right now. How many more times did he have to try to correct this little gaffe? And how? He got up wearily and assumed his place atop the platform of the Holmes Field Device. He fired it up and in a drone of noise and particle states he could never understand, he faded from view. Seconds later, he showed up again, hurrying off the platform and placing several small Renaissance plaster gargoyles onto the floor away from the device. He then activated it and faded out again. Mere moments had passed before he reappeared, sweating as he held a load of brightly colored Tang Dynasty women's clothing, tossing it aside. He looked really frazzled as he punched in more coordinates and blinked out of the basement. When he appeared again, he was sputtering and cursing as he pulled on a tough leather leash, trying to coax a llama off the platform. The creature grunted and spit in his face. Mark swore at it but then scrambled back on the platform and winked out of view. The Holmes Field Device glowed into existence and mariachi music blared through the basement. Several men in sequined black outfits were playing El Jarabe Tapatío and calling out joyously as Mark, who was wearing a ridiculously large sombrero, shoved them all off the platform, practically in tears from the stress he was under. He stood still and gazed in bewilderment at the Mexicans crammed into his basement, playing as if nothing had happened, while the stupid llama bobbed its head back and forth, enjoying the music. Unable to deal with this, Mark staggered onto the platform and faded out again. "Run!" he shouted in terror as he blinked back into the present, bolting off the Holmes Field Device and climbing up onto a tall, rickety shelf while an enraged velociraptor screeched hatefully and leaped at him, trying to tear his innards out with its fiendish claws. The Mariachi band's playing was replaced with cries of panic, everyone trying to escape the demon predator. "Aye, Yi-Yi-Yi-Yi-Yi!" shrieked one man as he ran about aimlessly, as if only suddenly aware of the basement he was trapped within. Instruments and sombreros were flying about in the darkness, along with growls, hisses, and the sound of fabric tearing. The llama just spat contemptuously at everyone within range. And Mark swore that very night that he'd never cause another time twist ever again. Ever. All the best with that promise, Mark. You're going to need it. Becky starts teaching Nanu about the modern world. Not easy. The Education of Nanu Begins. Becky stirred and hummed, feeling the morning light caress her face. As she arched her body, she pressed against something soft, and remembered she had a guest in her bed. Her eyes opened and she smiled warmly at the sight of Nanu, who was curled into her, quite naked, and sleeping soundly. She was indeed a lovely girl, with long, dark hair so black that it almost shone blue, and creamy, tan skin. She had a pretty face, and a petite frame, with a dancer's build. Her legs looked long, her behind was taut, and her tits looked large on her because she was rather tiny. She was definitely under five feet tall. Back her own time, she might have been slightly shorter than average for the women of Roman Egypt, but in this day and age, she was downright puny. Becky was almost a head taller than her, and Mark had been a good head and neck taller. Thankfully, Nanu was not intimidated by their disparity in height, which would have made things awkward. And Becky was pretty sure that Nanu had absolutely no idea what sort of changes and adjustments awaited her in the twenty-first century. The Egyptian girl made a noise as she began to slowly wake up. She rubbed at her eyes and began to stretch as she lay on her side. She arched her back and her tits met Becky's, their nipples kissing gently. Nanu paused and opened her eyes, blinking as everything came into focus. She saw her beautiful Mistress smiling at her, the woman of the Tomorrow Stars named Rebe-kah, her golden hair curling around her face, and her exotic blue eyes soft with affection. Nanu felt now that she was lying on something very soft, and there was a thin but warm blanket over her. It felt nice against her, very sensual. "Good morning, beautiful," Becky said in Latin, the language they shared, since Nanu had no concept of English, and Becky didn't speak whatever dialect of ancient Egyptian Nanu's people used. "Did you sleep well?" Nanu smiled back, still looking sleepy. "Yes, Mistress, thank you. I don't think I've ever slept that well before. Your lectulo, it is so soft and comfortable." "I'm glad you think so, since you'll be sleeping in it from now on," the blonde woman purred reaching out with her arm and gathering the former slave-girl into her embrace. They hugged close and pressed their lips together, kissing deeply and sensually. Their tongues found one another and tangled while hands caressed and wandered over now-familiar forms. Becky's large tits squashed into Nanu's and they both shivered at the delicious sensation of their nipples poking together. But Becky also noticed a tension in Nanu's body, a shifting stiffness that she seemed to be trying to endure. Becky giggled and ended the kiss, pressing her forehead to Nanu's and smirking. "Nanu," she whispered gently, her hand wandering down to cup one of the girl's pert ass cheeks. "Do you need to relieve yourself?" The girl bit her lip but nodded. "Yes, Mistress, I'm sorry. I didn't want to say anything because we were' "I understand, Nanu, but we can't have you peeing the bed now, can we?" Becky said sweetly, caressing her lover's cheek. "Come, I guess it's time to show you how to use a modern toilet." She pushed herself up to a kneeling position on the bed and Nanu did the same, rubbing her eyes and stretching. She really was beautiful, so recently coming into womanhood. Nanu looked around, seeing the room she was in now for the first time, since when they'd arrived it had been night and Becky had purposefully kept the lights off in order to get the former slave-girl to sleep. "This is your bedchamber, Mistress?" Nanu asked in wonder, noticing several things now. "Are you sure you're not a queen?" Becky giggled. "Only in my own mind, Nanu. I am just a teacher of young minds here in my world. I promise I'll show you everything. Let's go;” She took Nanu by the hand and pulled her off the bed, leading her out of the room. Nanu seemed intent on touching just about everything they passed by, including the door frame. "It is wood?" she asked, pressing her finger against it and tapping curiously. "The entire frame of my house is, along with other materials I haven't figured out how to explain yet, but I promise, I will." She led Nanu down the short hallway to the bathroom and flipped on the light. The Egyptian girl's eyes widened in amazement. "How did you do that?" she asked in shock. "Oh, right," Becky mused. "Forgot about that part. Watch;” Becky showed her the tiny switch on the wall and flipped it down to turn the light off. Nanu gasped. She then turned it back on. Nanu's eyes were still wide. Becky pointed at the space over the mirror, where she had a small row of vanity lights. She flicked them off and on again. "You control those tiny suns from this thing on the wall?" Nanu asked, still in disbelief. "They aren't suns, Nanu, they're just lights, they're like my time's answer to torches or braziers," Becky explained patiently. When she and Mark had decided to see if they could bring Nanu forward in time with them, she'd realized that she would spend a great deal of time explaining just about everything in Nanu's new world to her. Electricity, modern plumbing, cars, the scale of things, the internet. More than that, she still had a job to do, teaching students five days a week. She couldn't exactly bring Nanu with her, could she? Mark was there, and not the Mark that Nanu knew. This Mark was three months younger, and hadn't time-travelled yet. He wouldn't know Nanu at all, or Becky in the capacity she knew him in, that being his future self, and her lover. The Mark that Becky taught wasn't even quite eighteen yet. Becky found this maddening, since the urge to sext the little twerp during class was quite strong. How on earth would she keep Nanu from jumping Mark if Nanu saw him? While she couldn't keep Nanu prisoner in her house, she also understood the need to regulate her exposure to this world so as to not overwhelm her. She'd brought Nanu forward in order to give her a new life, after all. But if Nanu didn't even speak English, this would take a long time. It was worth it, though, and Becky would be patient. The time stream had let them bring her forward, indicating it was meant to happen, according to Mark's logic. If time let him do something, clearly it wasn't a foul. That boy. "Go ahead, try them," Becky suggested to her new companion, gesturing to the switch. "Just don't flip it on and off too quickly or you'll break them, and they won't work anymore." Nanu tentatively reached for the switch and flipped it down, turning off the lights. Becky heard her gasp. She turned them on again and giggled, looking at Becky in delight. "I control the suns!" she said, flipping the lights on and off slowly. "I am like a god!" "Be that as it may, o goddess, we have other things to do still," Becky pointed out. "I brought you in here to pee, not spike my power bill. Moving along;” Becky led her over to the toilet and lifted the lid. "You just sit down there and do what you need to do. Then you take some of that rolled-up tissue there, not too much of it, and you clean yourself down below. Then we'll move on to next steps." Nanu pursed her lips but nodded and sat down on the seat, shivering slightly at its cool touch on her ass. "It is not stone?" Becky should her head. "It is called 'plastic', and it is very common in my time, but I don't think it existed in yours. I will show you soon." Nanu nodded and then made a face before relieving herself, still looking around the room. She pointed at Becky's glass-walled shower. "What is that?" "Well, this;” Becky explained, tapping the large pane that faced them. "; is glass. I know you have it in your time, but it is very common in mine. And behind this glass;” Becky slid open the glass door and gestured to the space within. "This is where I cleanse myself. It is an imbrem. In my language, it is called a 'shower'." "Show-er;” Nanu said, drawing the word out. "Very good, Nanu!" Becky said in delight, clapping and then kneeling down in front of her charge and kissing her cheeks affectionately. Nanu blushed, but kept peeing. Becky remembered that Nanu had either an incredibly large bladder for her tiny size, or two hollow legs. "You said your first word in my language, English." "En-gush," Nanu repeated. "But I am sorry, Mistress, that was not my first word in your En-gush." "Oh?" Becky queried, looking intrigued. "What was your first word in my language?" Nanu blushed and looked at her lap. "Phuck." "Of course it was!" Becky laughed, hugging Nanu and then kissing her lovingly. Nanu finally finished peeing and Becky showed her how to use the funny little rolled-up tissue to clean herself. She then stood the dark-haired girl up. Nanu looked at the bowl and made a wry face. "Now it just sits there?" she asked, clearly not as impressed as she'd expected to be. Becky pointed to the chrome handle. "Push down on that, Nanu." Nanu stepped forward and did as instructed, causing the toilet to flush. The Egyptian girl squeaked in fright and jumped behind Becky for protection, making the tall blonde giggle. Several seconds had passed before she looked back out at the toilet. That was, quite simply, the loudest artificial sound she'd ever heard before in such a small space. "The waste water is taken away in pipes and replaced with clean water," Becky explained, pointing at the porcelain contraption and then seemingly beneath it. "Whenever you need to relieve yourself, you can use this toilet, or the one in the basement, if that's closer." She brought Nanu over to the sink and the mirror, standing behind her. Nanu saw the two of them in the mirror and gazed in fascination. "I have never seen such a clear speculum before, Mistress," she breathed, reaching out at touching the surface. "Is that really us?" "Yes, you really are that beautiful, Nanu," Becky said gently, putting her arms around her companion. "This is us." "We need to watch ourselves in this mirror while we fuck," Nanu murmured. "Oh, I have bigger mirrors than this, my love, and they'll be fun for fucking," Becky purred, leaning down and kissing Nanu's neck while cupping her tits. Nanu sighed and closed her eyes, squirming her ass back against Becky's hips. Their lips met and they kissed deeply, with Nanu turning around to face her Mistress, leaning back against the sink. They made out for some time before Becky finally ended the kiss, knowing they had to keep moving. There would be time for fucking later. Thank God she'd picked a weekend to bring Nanu back on! "Let me show you how to wash your hands," she said, turning Nanu around again. She explained the faucets, which one provided hot or cold water, and then how to use soap to lather and wash, followed by rinsing and drying with towels. "Maybe we should eat now, yes?" Nanu smiled dreamily. "Yes, Mistress. I am rather hungry." "Let's go and have some breakfast, then," Becky said, nodding. It wasn't even quite eight o'clock yet. "After that, we'll use my shower and have some fun, okay?" She took Nanu's hand and led her downstairs, turning on the hall lights this time so that Nanu could see Becky's house. They'd come up from the basement the night before and gone straight to bed, so Nanu had not seen anything just yet. She led her into the living room, and the girl's eyes widened at everything she saw. "Mistress, you live like an empress," Nanu said breathlessly, trying to take in everything at once. "Does everyone of this time live like you?" "No, Nanu, I live perhaps slightly better than average, but I am not wealthy," Becky replied, stopping to let her charge look around. "I bought this house with money I inherited from my parents, and I have a job that pays me and covers my living expenses. But I am not rich. Your family is now much, much richer than I am." Nanu thought about that for a moment and then turned and hugged Becky tight, squeezing into her and burying her face in her shoulder. "Thank you, Mistress," she murmured, trying to not tear up. "What you did for my family, I can never thank you enough." "Maybe, but I feel like you intend to keep squirming your boobs against me to try," Becky mentioned, making the smaller girl giggle. Nanu looked up at her, smiling adoringly and kissed her. She then looked over at the big, shiny black rectangle sitting on a glass table. "What's that?" Becky smiled. "Nanu, you are going to be asking that question a lot for months now, maybe years, I don't know. And I will answer your questions, I promise. But you also need to learn to speak English, and we will start slowly. From now on, when you want to know what something is, I want you to ask in my language. Repeat after me; 'What is that'?" Nanu closed her eyes. "What is at?" "Good start, my love," Becky said encouragingly. "The thing you are pointing at is called a television. It; displays pictures. I'll show you how it works later, because explaining without showing you won't be possible. Let's go;” She led Nanu through the dining room, and then to the kitchen, explaining that this was where she made her food. Nanu was stunned by just about everything. "So; you open the cold box, and it gives you whatever food you desire?" the Egyptian girl asked. "No," Becky giggled. "I go out and buy whatever food I want, I store it in here to keep it from going bad. Meats and vegetables, or cheese and the like." She then showed Nanu the stove. "And this is what I use to heat up my food, like cooking it over a fire, or in a pot. But Nanu, it can be dangerous, and you must promise me that you will not try to use it until I have taught you, okay?" "I promise, Mistress," Nanu said solemnly. She'd been thinking about this too, in fact, and even though she had no idea what awaited her, she knew to be cautious so that she didn't get hurt. "So I must eat cold food before I am good with the heat maker?" "I have another device over here, it is smaller and easier to operate," Becky answered, bringing Nanu over to the microwave. "I will show you how to use this so that you can warm up food, okay? But for now, I will make it for us. Do you want to sit at the table and wait, or do you want to watch?" "I will watch, Mistress. I can always sit another time." Becky nodded and began preparing a meal for them, grabbing bacon and eggs out of the fridge. She also made prepared to make coffee, and gathered some potatoes. Nanu watched everything in fascination, pointing at the strips of curious smelling meat. "What is at?" "Bacon," Becky answered, using the English word, since she didn't readily know the Latin one. She knew the Romans had eaten pork, but she doubted that bacon as she understood it was available in Nanu's time. "It is made from pigs." "I love eating pig," Nanu said, licking her lips and almost drooling as the bacon began to fry, releasing its heavenly aroma. "Sometimes, in a good mood, Master Flavius would let us have some that his family did not eat. I once got into a terrible fight with another slave girl over a scrap of pig we both wanted." "Oh?" Becky said, keeping Nanu talking so that she had less to explain while she was making food. "Did you win?" "Of course," Nanu said proudly, or as proud as a tiny naked girl could be while standing in a kitchen and waiting to be fed. "We punched, we kicked, we pulled hair, we bit; she finally surrendered when I bit her cunt so hard that it almost' "I get the picture, Xena!" Becky laughed as she messed with the potatoes, adding some salt and garlic. "You kicked her ass and got the victory spoils." "Oh, I did better than that," Nanu said, folding her arms and looking haughty. "She had to service me for days afterward, to make sure I didn't teach her another lesson. Marilla licked me to sleep for over a week." "Most impressive," Becky said cheerfully, thinking of Nanu and another slave rolling around and biting each other on the crotch in a fight over half-gnawed pork. Different times, but she'd seen teen girls at the school fighting over boys who were worth less. "How the legions of Rome ever stood against you is beyond me, my dear." Nanu giggled and watched as Becky sliced the potatoes thinly. "What is at?" "Potatoes," Becky replied, now seasoning them with a pinch of salt and the minced garlic. "Wat issat?" "Tomatoes, I slice them and we can eat them beside our bacon and eggs and potatoes." "Wassat?" "Coffee, it is a beverage you drink hot. It helps keep you awake and invigorates you." "So we can fuck more?" "That too," Becky laughed, pleased that the world changing around Nanu had done nothing to affect her libido. She still had her priorities. She wafted the scent of the breakfast at Nanu's nose. "How does it smell?" "I have never smelled anything so wonderful in my life," Nanu replied. "Just wait 'til you taste it," the blonde said as she began cracking the eggs into a bowl and then whisking them. She added some soda water and then put it into her skillet. "I'll start showing you how to make simple things. Eggs are easy." "The slaves almost never got eggs, and when we did, we'd just drink them as fast as possible," Nanu said, watching in fascination as Becky scrambled the eggs. She couldn't believe how good everything smelled. "Another girl and I fought over an egg once." "Did you kick her ass too?" Becky asked. "Well, no," Nanu admitted. "We broke the egg while we were fighting and had to settle for licking it off one another." "Did you ever wear clothes?" asked Becky in amusement. "We were allowed to wear clothes while we were working," Nanu mentioned, looking rather distant as she answered. "Other than that, we were kept naked so that we wouldn't leave the slaves' quarters. If we did, we were beaten, so it was a real big risk." "Here I am finding out more about your world, when you should be learning about mine," Becky laughed as she retrieved more items from the fridge. "I promise you, Nanu, you will never have to go hungry as long as you're with me." "Wassa?" Nanu asked, pointing to the strange container holding a transparent sack with white liquid in it. "That's milk," Becky replied, somewhat confused. "You know, milk, from a cow. You had milk in your time, I know you did." Nanu made a wry face. "Milk from a cow? Cow's milk is for peasants, Mistress." "But I saw cows at the Flavius villa when Mark and I came to Rome," Becky said. Nanu giggled. "Mistress is silly. We had cows for ploughing the fields, because my Master made his money with certain types of wine and oils. They weren't used for milk or eating, that's gross!" "Well, cows are not often used for that sort of work anymore, they're bred for meat and milk now, because they can feed many people," Becky pointed out. "To be honest, the milk is very good for you, it gives you strong bones and teeth. Promise me you will at least try it, if not right now, then soon." The Egyptian girl looked skeptical, but then nodded. "I trust you, Mistress. You didn't drag me here to play a trick on me about drinking cow's milk." She then smiled slyly, coming closer to Becky and leaning in. "But if I must drink milk, Mistress, I would rather it be yours;” "Stop that, you little tart," Becky giggled as Nanu leaned in and took one of her nipples into her mouth, sucking on it gently. "I don't want the bacon to burn;” Nanu had slid a hand down between Becky's legs and begun stroking a finger deftly along the silken folds of her cunt, teasing her clit. Becky shivered as her lover molested her, but steeled herself and took Nanu by the shoulders, pushing her away. "That'll be enough of that, until I'm done cooking," she said firmly, while Nanu gave her a bratty smile. She knew she was being naughty, but also knew Becky loved it, as long as they were careful. Nanu watched patiently while Becky finished making breakfast. She watched in fascination as Becky made coffee in her Keurig machine, the aroma of the beverage like nothing she'd ever known. Becky put everything on plates and then led Nanu out to the dining room, indicating where she should sit. Becky's table could be expanded to fit as many as eight chairs but was currently arranged in a square for a paltry four, since she rarely entertained, except for Mark. And now Nanu. She made Nanu sit in a cushioned chair, and then went back to get the last of the breakfast accoutrements, including silverware. "Is silver so common in your world that even people who are not rich can use it?" asked the former slave-girl, examining her glinting utensils. Becky shook her head. "They are just made to look silver, darling. It turns out real silver might be poisonous if ingested. This just makes it look pretty, and easy to clean. Now watch me;” Becky then used her fork on the eggs and the potatoes, putting small bites in her mouth. She'd cooked the bacon crisp enough that it could be eaten with her fingers. Nanu, sitting kitty-corner from Becky at the table, watched how she held the fork, and then imitated. It was clumsy at first, but then she got the hang of it quickly. She made several quizzical faces as she started with the potatoes, sliced thin and fried, along with onions and garlic. Predictably, being Nanu, she ate them all. She moved on to the eggs, and these also disappeared rapidly, as did the tomatoes. Given what she'd seen Nanu put in her mouth in times past, Becky wasn't at all surprised that Nanu didn't have texture issues with food. Then she tried the bacon. She bit off a small piece daintily, masticating on it for only a moment before shoving the rest of the strip in her mouth and chewing like it was the last thing she'd ever eat. Becky had to try very hard not to laugh as she watched Nanu wolf down her remaining pieces. When she was done, the young woman looked at her. "Mistress;” she said softly. "I; I know I say that I love you more than anything, but; you may be replaced in my heart by this; bay-kon;” "Everyone loves it, Nanu, it's fine," said the blonde easily. "Make sure you drink, though, there are several things to choose from." Nanu glanced at the various cups and containers holding fluids and began pointing. "Wassa?" "The juice of an orange, it is very sweet. It is somewhat like a lemon, but much sweeter." "Wassa?" "That is just water, with a little lemon juice in it." Becky said. "Wassa?" "That's the coffee. You usually drink it hot." Nanu took hold of the mug with two hands and tentatively sniffed the contents. Her faced wrinkled. "It smells burnt now." "Let me see if I can make it taste better for you," Becky suggested, patting the table. Nanu put down the mug and then Becky dribbled in some creamer from a small cup and then spooned in some sugar. Nanu watched curiously as her Mistress stirred the concoction and then gestured to it. "Go ahead and try it;” Nanu picked up the cup again, sniffing it and noticing that it smell considerably less bitter or burnt this time around. It was still very warm, but she took a sip. Her eyes darted back and forth across the table as she considered, then took another. She looked up at Becky. "It; is nice. Sweet. It makes me think of you." "Oh, well now," Becky said, blushing and smiling. "There's a lot of food you haven't tried yet, so don't pigeonhole me too quickly;” They sat and finished their food, along with drinking the various beverages. Nanu enjoyed the orange juice, and was pleasantly surprised by the milk. "And you said it is good for my teeth and my bones?" Becky nodded. "Then I'll keep drinking it," Nanu declared. "Do you have anything that is good for my cunt?" "Nothing you can eat or drink, except maybe pineapples," purred the blonde, giving her lover a sultry look and putting her hand on top of Nanu's. "But I am sure I can keep it well-exercised;” "Then I guess it is time for us to go and try your show-er, Mistress," Nanu replied, leaning in and pressing her lips to Becky's. They shared an open-mouthed kiss for several seconds, tongues tangling wetly, a sound they both shivered in delight to. Becky stood and gently pulled Nanu to her feet. "Normally, I clean up immediately after I eat, but in this case, I think it can wait," Becky said, leading her back through the living room and upstairs. "Time to burn off all that food we ate." "I love you, Mistress," Nanu sighed. "I love you too, Nanu. Now let me show you;” Becky's bathroom, fifteen minutes later. The two girls were lying on their sides, facing into one another, their legs parted as they lapped hungrily at each other's pussies. Becky buried her tongue deep inside Nanu, making the Egyptian girl squirm and moan loudly, her thighs pressing in on Becky's head. She felt Nanu attack her cunt again with a will, determined to make her Mistress cum hard. And Becky had every faith that Nanu would. The warm water inundated them, and Nanu reveled in it. She'd never experienced anything remotely like this 'shower' before, and it felt heavenly. Re-be-kah had covered her body in a pearly, slippery substance and then they'd slithered their bodies together, turning Nanu on in a way she'd never experienced. She'd almost attacked her Mistress, hungry for her cunt. Becky groaned loudly as Nanu's finger wiggled inside her ass while her wicked tongue flicked over her clit before sliding back into her throbbing snatch. She sucked Nanu's little nub into her mouth, making the Egyptian girl shiver and squeal, writhing and pushing against her face. Her thumbs pulled Nanu's nether lips wide, the delicious sting of the stretch making Nanu even wetter. They licked and fingered one another relentlessly until they both shuddered, shrieking into each other's cunt as they came, hard. They'd barely finished their mutual orgasm before Nanu scrambled around and kissed Becky fiercely, crushing her body into her Mistress'. Becky grappled onto her as she kissed her back greedily, tongues plunging as hips thrust. Nanu squirmed as she kissed her mistress with an almost desperate affection, an emotion she couldn't seem to express enough. Becky rolled onto her side and then knelt up, causing Nanu to do the same. They were both breathing heavily, with Nanu wondering what her Mistress had in mind next. They were kneeling close and staring into one another's eyes hungrily, knowing they were nowhere near done yet. Becky took Nanu and settled her against the wall, sitting up with her legs spread. She then stood and pulled her detachable shower head out of its mount and brought it down, kneeling beside her lover. Nanu watched as Becky twisted a setting on the head and changed the stream and pressure of the water coming out of the head. She smiled evilly at the Egyptian girl. Nanu shuddered and sucked in her breath as Becky pounded one of her nipples with the water jet, her eyes going wide. It felt like countless tiny slivers of heated pleasure against her sensitive nub. Becky then changed to the other nipple and Nanu moaned loudly. She continued moaning as Becky kissed her, but then her eyes snapped open and her body went rigid as the jets of water suddenly battered her cunt. Becky kissed her harder as Nanu shrieked into her mouth, cumming almost instantly. Nanu almost thrashed, her body seeming beyond her control. She screamed again as a second instant orgasm tore through her, her fingernails digging into Becky's flesh. Nanu pulled back from the kiss, her eyes wide and almost bleary from tears, her chest heaving. Without pausing, she reached down and used her fingers to pull her cuntlips apart, exposing her inner pink and her clit. Becky obliged and squared the showerhead right in front of Nanu's throbbing cunt, battering it again with the relentless jets of water. Nanu screeched, arching her back and gritting her teeth, her head thrashing back and forth as a third orgasm almost knocked her soul right out of her body. Becky pulled the showerhead away as Nanu slumped, seeming to black out. Her eyes were closed as she slid down the wall slowly. Becky put a hand on her cheek, and then two fingers on her neck. Well, she's breathing and has a pulse, so I didn't kill her; Becky mused, relieved that she didn't have the body of an unidentifiable girl in her house. Chances were even Nanu's dental patterns would throw them for a loop. The only time anyone would have seen teeth like Nanu's was in archaeological digs. Oh, sweetie, I don't blame you, the teacher thought as she watched Nanu pee herself, even while unconscious. I would've too after those orgasms. She adjusted the showerhead to a gentler spray than the jets that had knocked her lover out, and cooled the water down as well, lightly raining it down on Nanu to hopefully revive her. Nearly a minute passed before the girl stirred and moaned quietly. Becky smiled as Nanu opened her eyes. "Mistress;” she murmured, looking up at Becky. "We can do that again, right?" The blonde smiled. "Not right now, but yes, we can do that many more times. I thought you might like it, you little perv, you." Nanu smiled back, allowing her Mistress to run the warm-but-cooler water over her body. She felt like she had no bones, and every nerve in her body was connected to her cunt. She might never walk again, she feared. But what a way to die. Eventually, Becky rubbed more slippery soap all over Nanu's body and then rinsed it off. Lastly, she trickled a scented shampoo into her lover's hair and massaged it into her scalp. Nanu moaned in ecstasy at the pampering, and then Becky washed the cleanser out. While Nanu watched, she washed herself and then turned off the water. Carefully, she pulled Nanu to her feet, making sure her legs were steady. Outside the shower, Becky wrapped a plush towel around Nanu and her hair, and then around herself. She led Nanu back to the bedroom by the hand and finished gently drying her, keeping the towel on her head for now. "I cannot wait to show you my world, Nanu, but for now, we should lie down and dry off." Nanu nodded. "Yes, Mistress. I am rather tired after all that eating and fucking." "Would you like to look out my back window first?" Becky offered. "There's not much to see, just the backyard of my property, but it's daylight, so you can see something." The Egyptian girl nodded again and Becky walked up to the window and pulled open her lavender curtains, letting the sunlight spill in. She then opened the window and gestured for Nanu to come forward and look. It was a pleasant April morning, and the sun was shining down already on her backyard and her gardens. Nanu gazed out and drew in a breath. It was so very green. It was green around the Flavian villa near Rome, of course, but she could see trees here and types of flowers she'd never known before. She could also see a corner of an odd-looking building on the far side of the sward of grass that apparently belonged to her Mistress, but trees interfered with her view. More unreal houses of not-wealthy people? "It is beautiful, Mistress," she sighed. "Do I really live here with you now?" "Unless you decide otherwise one day, Nanu, yes," Becky said gently, smiling and snuggling into her from behind, her hands clasping on her lover's stomach. "Until then, this is where you live." "I cannot imagine anywhere else I would rather be, Mistress;” Nanu said dreamily. Two hours later. Becky's eyes opened when she heard a rumbling, gurgling sound. She was lying on her side in her bed, holding Nanu, whose eyes also flicked open at the sound. A look passed between them for some moments as the sound growled around the room. "Nanu, are you hungry again?" Becky asked. Nanu shook her head slowly, but then her stomach gurgled more loudly than ever, and her eyes widened almost in panic. Becky put her hand down gently on Nanu's stomach, feeling what was happening. Nanu almost had her legs clenched up in a knot. Oh, damn. Becky got up quickly and scooped a frightened Nanu into her arms. She waddled across the room and through the door, turning sideways so that she didn't brain the smaller girl on the frame. She hurried to the bathroom and plunked the naked Nanu down on the seat. Nanu was looking up at her in a panic, but Becky was already hurrying out the door flipping on the exhaust fan and shutting the door. "I'm right here, Nanu!" she called back into the bathroom as she slumped down against the wall. "Don't panic, and please, press that handle a lot!" "Mistress!" Nanu wailed as the inevitable occurred, followed by horrific and disgusting sounds blasting through the shut door. "Mistress!" "You'll be fine, Nanu!" Becky replied, hopefully consolingly. "Just; I don't know, hold on and we'll fix you after." Nanu let out a series of wails as the sounds got worse and worse. Becky just sat against the wall, her knees drawn up to her chin and a haunted look in her eyes. Rebecca Nightingale Fischer, you damned fool! she thought to herself as the gastrointestinal holocaust continued inside the bathroom. You pumped her full of nitrates and preservatives, something her system has never dealt with before! Of course she's turning herself inside out! You were so eager to show off that you completely overlooked the fact that chemicals in our food can almost kill her! "Mistress!" Nanu wailed miserably, pressing the toilet handle regularly. "It hurts!" "I'm sorry, baby!" Becky called back desperately, almost weeping herself. "Mistress promises, you'll be fine! I promise! Hang tight!" Literally, please. Nearly an hour of horror passed before Nanu seemed to stop talking and was strangely silent. Thankfully, the toilet seemed to have flushed once again not long before. Becky waited a little longer, just in case. What do I tell her? That I forgot what that our food has ingredients that simply didn't exist in her time? That this is likely to happen again, even if we're careful? What do I tell that poor girl? Becky pressed a hand over her eyes, trying to steel herself for what must come next. God, she hoped her bathroom fan was functioning correctly. She was not normally a praying woman, but she looked up at the ceiling in her hall and crossed herself (just in case the Catholics were right) and stood up. She put her hand on the doorknob and took a deep breath. "Nanu," she called gently. "I'm coming in;” Becky opened the door and stepped inside. The first thing she noticed was that the room was surprisingly chilly. Also, there was barely any smell. Nanu, still sitting where Becky had put her, looked up at her with blurry eyes, but she was almost shivering. "Oh, you poor dear," the blonde murmured, kneeling in front of her and putting her hands on Nanu's arms, massaging gently. Her skin was cold. "I'm so sorry." "I'm cold and I'm burning all at once, Mistress;” Nanu whimpered miserably. Becky hugged Nanu to her while keeping her sitting. It irritated Becky that her nipples chose then to get hard while pressed against Nanu's cold skin. "I'm so sorry;” She took Nanu by the cheeks and kissed her gently and repeatedly, trying to distract her from her discomfort. Despite her suffering, Nanu kissed her back, hoping for any solace she could get. What a horrible experience for her. Nanu may have gotten food poisoning before, based on ancient, shoddy methods of food preservation, but this was something totally different, and couldn't be avoided. "Let me clean you, my love," Becky said through the kisses she was putting all over Nanu's face and her chattering lips. "Then Mistress will take you in the shower again and warm you up, okay?" Nanu sniffled and nodded, trusting that Rebe-kah had her best interests in mind. This experience had most definitely not been what she expected from the days of tomorrow. Becky helped Nanu stand, very gingerly, and did what needed to be done. She then opened the shower and got the water up to the temperature Nanu had told her earlier she preferred. She stepped aside and Nanu tiptoed in, wincing the whole way. The two women stood quietly under the warm deluge, just holding one another close and saying nothing. Nanu snuggled herself between Becky's opulent tits, taking comfort in the softness and trying to forget the burning pain in her sphincter. She hoped and prayed to any god that would listen that she never had to go through anything like that ever again. When she was finally warm, Nanu looked up at Becky, a hint of a smile on her face, despite her discomfort down below. Becky smiled and kissed Nanu, gently and lovingly. They held the kiss for some time before Nanu asked a question. "Mistress; what happened?" Becky sighed and considered what to say next. Nanu was being remarkably calm, given what she'd gone through. Becky brought her down so that they were kneeling in the water. Nanu, predictably, was sitting with her knees and thighs splayed, which opened her ass cheeks and was undoubtedly a relief for her. They knelt close, their knees between each other's legs. Becky put a hand on Nanu's cheek. "It was my fault, Nanu, although I didn't mean for it to happen. I am sorry." "I know you wouldn't hurt me, Mistress. What did you accidentally do?" "In my time, darling, we keep food from spoiling by adding things to it, things you are not familiar with. You preserve things in your old life by salting them or smoking them, right?" Nanu nodded. "Well we have other things we can add to our foods and make them last a long time," Becky continued. "They're things your body would not be used to because they didn't even really exist in your era. Was there ever a new food you tried before and your body reacted angrily like that?" The Egyptian girl thought for some time. She'd been a slave in Rome for quite a few years, after all, and was very young when she'd been sold. "Oysters," she answered finally. "I'd never had them before coming to the Flavians, we didn't have them at home in Kemet. I liked them, but I shit myself that night and for days before I realized what had caused it." Becky nodded. "That is what these things we call 'preservatives' did to you, my love. You body did not know what to do and, well; rebelled." "But Mistress, how will I eat?" Nanu asked, plainly worried. "I love eating, it allows me to live. I can't keep doing this." "You won't, Nanu, I promise," Becky assured her. "I'll be checking the ingredients of food before I give them to you, and then in small amounts until your body adjusts, like it did with the oysters." Nanu looked at her dreamily. "You always take such good care of me, Mistress. I love you so much;” Nanu moved in and they kissed again, wrapping their arms around one another. Becky giggled as she felt Nanu nestle in close enough that their pussies were pressed together. The girl was insatiable. "How can you be ready to fuck again?" she giggled. "You just had your ass destroyed." Becky wasn't used to talking in these rather vulgar terms, not often, but with Nanu it seemed like it might be necessary quite often. And it was happening in Latin, so far fewer people would know what they were being crass in any event. "Umm, Mistress makes it all better by loving me and fucking me," the Egyptian girl purred through their kiss. "If she could, I'd let Mistress fuck me, cum in me, and bear her child. I love you that much, Mistress." Becky shivered, turned on by Nanu's honesty. She began squirming her cunt against Nanu's, looking forward to cumming with her in the shower. "I love you too, Nanu;” she whispered back, meaning it. Nanu recovered quickly, walking around without showing much trace of discomfort. Becky pointed this out and Nanu blushed when she mentioned that while experience had been somewhat traumatic, it wasn't the worst thing to ever happen to her. "I am a slave, Mistress," she said as she sat on the chesterfield, facing Becky. "My master, Flavius, sometimes when he was angry with me, I could be beaten with reeds, but other times he'd also fuck me in my ass, without using any substance to make it easier. He'd just push inside of me and fuck me hard until he wasn't angry. And if I bled, it didn't matter, I am just a slave." Becky bit her lip and blinked away tears before hugging Nanu close. "I am so sorry, Nanu. I didn't see that happening. I thought he treated you well. To think I accepted his hospitality, just so I could go and fuck like a slut." "Mistress, no," Nanu insisted, looking at Becky, her expression earnest. "If you hadn't come to fuck, you wouldn't have bought me, and I would still be there. And maybe it is upsetting to hear what he did to me, but he was far worse to other slaves than he was to me. I was one of the best treated." "Maybe, but you are not a slave anymore, Nanu," Becky said firmly, holding Nanu by the arms and looking into her lovely hazel eyes. "You are not a slave. You are a free woman now. You can call me Mistress if it pleases you, but nobody owns you." Nanu smiled somewhat ruefully. "That may be, Mistress, but; I am here now, and I know absolutely nothing. Children will know more than me. I am completely at your mercy from now on." Becky nodded. "And I will teach you, Nanu, how to get along in this world. I promise you." The raven-haired girl smiled. "I believe you, Mistress. But I haven't even seen this world, aside from that grass behind your mansion. Will you show me some of it today?" "I think we can arrange that," Becky mused, smiling. "But we'll need to find you something to wear. We can't have you wandering around the streets naked." Nanu made a face. "I thought you said that your era was more liberated than my own, yet I must still wear clothes?" "C'mon, Carol Doda, let's go see if I have anything that'll fit you;” Becky sighed as she pulled Nanu off the chesterfield and walked her back upstairs. A few minutes later. Nanu was standing naked in the bedroom and trying not to giggle as Becky rummaged through a dresser, desperately trying to find something that would fit her new houseguest. "Dammit dammit dammit;” the blonde muttered, kneeling in front of a drawer and tossing clothes over her shoulder. "Uh; try these panties;” She turned around and handed Nanu a set of thong panties. Nanu looked at them curiously, but had no particular idea of how to put them on. She tried slipping both legs through one hole on a hunch, but got them got at her knees, staggered and fell over with a squeal, landing on her side. "Well, so much for that pair," Becky sighed, disentangling Nanu from the mess she'd created and looking despairingly at the now stretched garment. She tossed them in a small wastebasket and turned back to the dresser while Nanu knelt and watched curiously. Becky kept digging and muttering to herself, and Nanu eventually grew bored. She looked around the room and finally noticed the large, body-length mirror that her Mistress had been mentioning earlier. She stood up and walked over to it, looking at herself in the shiny surface. She turned around, displaying her pert ass, looking over her shoulder at it. She'd never seen her own ass before, at least not this easily. She smirked and used her hands to spread her cheeks, pleased to see that her little knot was not nearly as red and swollen as it had been earlier. She then turned and knelt in front of the mirror, getting close. She knelt wide, exposing her hairless cunt, and caressed her tits. She'd only ever really seen flashes of herself in the Flavians' one mirror before, or perhaps in vary calm, clear water on rare occasions. She held her face with her hands, turning it left and right as she examined her features. Was that how she looked? Was that really her face? No wonder Rebe-kah and M-ark loved her and wanted to fuck her! She was gorgeous! "Mistress, what are these called in your En-gush?" she queried, now sitting on her behind and spreading her legs so she could look at her cunt closely. She pulled the lips apart so she could see inside herself. Becky glanced over her shoulder to see what Nanu was up to and stifled a sigh. Why wasn't she surprised? "Mirror." "Mirro," Nanu repeated. En-gush had so many strange words for things! "I have never seen myself like this before. Is this really me?" Becky smiled. It occurred to her than it was very likely Nanu had never seen a truly clear image of herself before, and certainly not this close. Mirrors in the ancient world were rare, and often distorted, even the best ones. Becky saw her own reflection countless times a day, and just took it for granted. She tried to think about life without mirrors and reflective surfaces. "Yes, that is really how we all see you, Nanu. You are beautiful." "I really am," Nanu agreed, toying with her clit while stirring a finger inside her cunt. Becky broke down giggling. "And so very modest, too." Nanu sniffed and ignored the tease, going back to looking at herself. She got on her hands and knees and moved in as close as she could. Examining herself, she watched how her lovely tits, large on her tiny frame, hung down pleasingly beneath her, swaying hypnotically. She loved how her blue-black hair caught sunlight through the window. Her hazel eyes had a sensual shine to them, and her lips were made to be kissed, or to suck cunt and cock. Nanu leaned in and closed her eyes, pressing her lips against her reflection, kissing herself. The flat surface was cool, but she sighed, knowing that her reflection was enjoying it too. "A few moments of your time, Narcissus?" Becky asked, smirking as she noticed what Nanu was doing. She was already reaching under herself and stroking her cuntlips as she kissed her reflection in the mirror. Nanu sighed at the unwelcome interruption for the unwelcome clothes, and reluctantly knelt up, looking at herself one last time before returning to Becky at the boring dresser. "Here's what we're doing," Becky announced, holding up some long garment that looked like a flimsy tunic of white material, although it had no tie around its middle. "Hold up your arms." Nanu put her arms over her head and allowed Becky to slip the garment over her head, putting her arms through the short sleeves. It was long enough that it fell almost to Nanu's knees, and had some strange design on the front that confused Nanu greatly. "It belonged to an ex-boyfriend of mine, I would sleep in it sometimes," Becky said, tugging on her hem to straighten it out. "Take a look in the mirror, what do you think?" Nanu turned and walked toward the mirror, with Becky following. The Egyptian girl made a wry face as she examined herself, turning left and right. "It's terrible," she said, obviously displeased with how it concealed her figure. "You can't see my tits or my ass, it's like a sack for vegetables. Nobody would fuck me in this." "Hey, I got fucked while wearing it plenty of times, thank you," Becky pointed out. "Yes, but you're taller than me, I'll bet people can see your cunt if you wea

The guys discuss some of the biggest injury news from around the NFL and what it all means for fantasy. Then, SHOWDOWN TIME! Must-add players at each position ahead of Week 12. (00:00) Intro(01:59) QB Injuries(13:10) RB Waivers: Kenneth Gainwell, Emanuel Wilson, Sean Tucker(25:56) WR Waivers: Christian Watson, Luther Burden III, Michael Wilson(38:21) TE Waivers: AJ Barner, Mason Taylor, Colston Loveland(47:05) QB Waivers: Tyrod Taylor, Jacoby Brissett, Bryce Young(48:19) D/ST Waivers: Browns, Falcons, Jaguars(49:53) Emails Check out our 2025 Ringer Fantasy Football Rankings here! Email us! ringerfantasyfootball@gmail.com This episode is sponsored by Chime. Bank Smarter, Progress FartherFind your kitchen dreams at IKEA.us/dreamkitchen The Ringer is committed to responsible gaming. Please visit www.rg-help.com to learn more about the resources and helplines available. Hosts: Danny Heifetz, Danny Kelly, and Craig HorlbeckProducers: Kai Grady, Carlos Chiriboga, and Ronak Nair Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Have you ever walked past something every single day and somehow never noticed it? Yep… me too. In this episode of the Visibly Fit Podcast, we're talking about healing tools that are hiding in plain sight — the simple, everyday things you probably already have at home that can support your health in powerful ways.I kick things off with a funny story about my husband's missing LARQ bottle (because who loses something that's literally right in front of their face?). But that moment reminded me of something deeper: so many of us overlook the most effective healing modalities because they seem too simple or too ordinary. We assume health has to be complicated, expensive, or high-tech, when in reality, God has already provided us with so many tools right where we are.I hope that this conversation opens your eyes a little wider to your home, your backyard, and even your everyday routines. Because healing isn't always found in something new… sometimes it's found in what you've been walking past all along.Chapters[00:00] Podcast Preview[01:22] Welcome + The “Lost” LARQ Bottle Story[04:15] Hidden in Plain Sight: The Deeper Lesson[06:08] Hot Potato Remedy for Sore Throats[08:00] Saltwater, Lemon, Thyme & Peppermint Gargle[08:42] Pine Needle Tea & Its Powerful Benefits[10:36] Purslane: The Wild Weed That Fuels Energy[12:54] Milk Thistle + Dandelion Root Liver Detox Tea[15:11] Onions in the Socks to Reduce Fever Naturally[17:40] Cabbage Wraps for Joint Pain & Inflammation[19:09] DIY Brain Fog Blend with Pumpkin Seeds & Herbs[21:06] Parsley Tea for UTI Support[22:39] Aloe Vera: Skin Healing & Everyday Uses[23:54] Epsom Salt Baths for Magnesium + Inflammation[25:05] Baking Soda for Heartburn Relief[26:11] Rice Compress for Hot/Cold Therapy[27:10] Towels, Broomsticks & Paper Plates for Home Workouts[30:15] Mason Jars & Pantry Hacks for Healthy Living[34:00] Citrus Peel Aromatherapy[34:56] Final Thoughts: What Are You Overlooking in Your Life?Resources mentioned:FREE Green Drink Recipe: liveimmune.comConnect with me: wendy@wendiepett.com More FREE Resources visit wendiepett.comP.S. If you're just checking out the show to see if it's a good fit for you, welcome!If you're really serious about becoming Visibly Fit, you'll get the best experience if you download the worksheets available at https://wendiepett.com/visiblyfitpodcast.

Atarah Valentine joins Luis on the podcast today. They warm up talking about how we can practice self hatred, and we can practice gratitude. It's all a practice. What choices and practices have adapted you to be the person you are? Men, Atarah saw, hurt women. He did not want to hurt women. As a result he practiced hating masculinity.  He evoked feminine energy emulating his grandmother who wanted to fix everything for everyone. Another woman he emulated was his mother who married abusive men attempting to fix them. "Real men wear white socks" he was told, but Atarah is not the white socks wearing type. So he shrank, "apologized with [his] shoulders", and stayed small, not wanting to take up space. Until the age of 40 when he decided to embrace his power and begin training. Training, and his platonic relationship with his male trainer, helped heal his relationship to masculinity in himself and with men. The masculine parts he had been rejecting were ultimately the parts that freed him. What do you do to balance the masculine and feminine energies in yourself? You can read more about Atarah, and work with him, here:  https://theseedlevel.teachable.com/You can read more about, and register for, the webinar here: https://hln.thinkific.com/courses/reclaiming-masculinity You can register for the FREE Food Therapy session here: https://www.holisticlifenavigation.com/events/how-nutrition-impacts-addiction You can read more about, and register for, the Embodied Masculinity group here: https://www.holisticlifenavigation.com/slow-practice-mens-group----You can learn more on the website: https://www.holisticlifenavigation.com/ Learn more about the self-led course here: https://www.holisticlifenavigation.com/self-led-new Join the waitlist to pre-order Luis' book here: https://www.holisticlifenavigation.com/the-book You can follow Luis on Instagram @holistic.life.navigationQuestions? You can email us at info@holisticlifenavigation.com

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Shoot us a Text.On this Saturday episode, Paul and Chris highlight how NADA Academy students and staff collected over 13,000 new socks during their Socktober campaign to support shelters across Virginia and Washington, D.C., showing how future dealership leaders are already stepping up to meet real community needs and proving the power of consistent, ready-to-serve culture in the auto industry.Join Paul J Daly and Kyle Mountsier every morning for the Automotive State of the Union podcast as they connect the dots across car dealerships, retail trends, emerging tech like AI, and cultural shifts—bringing clarity, speed, and people-first insight to automotive leaders navigating a rapidly changing industry.Get the Daily Push Back email at https://www.asotu.com/ JOIN the conversation on LinkedIn at: https://www.linkedin.com/company/asotu/

Oscar, Victor, Alex, and Jojo discuss goofy Halloween costume ideas and playing with sound effects.The 4x4 segment includes songs by Fred Again, Together Pangea, Jay Som, and Slayyyter. This episode's album review is Getting Killed by Geese. Follow along with the monthly 4x4 picks by Liking the YCT Playlist on Spotify & subscribing to the podcast. Listen to all of the music discussed on the latest episode of the show here: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5jnLdjJ3HBzETWPdHKWHpqYou can also listen to the YCT Playlist on Apple Music: https://apple.co/39CwlaCCheck out our weekly Spotify playlist, I Made This For You, updated on Fridays and featuring our favorite songs released during the current week.IMTFY playlist:- Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/playlist/i-made-this-for-you/pl.u-2aoqL3qCDvDB1- Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/47zdwKFNfoYpJfQxRtXWIS?si=8654e038a0314143

Buy Merch Here!  https://otamerch.shop/ Each week we aim to bring together the biggest events in Vtubing and talk about what's been going on. Stop by, hang out, and let's catch up with us! Join this discord : https://discord.gg/M7tVYWTSFR Follow here for updates: https://twitter.com/SuperChatsPod Shorts over here: https://www.tiktok.com/@superchatspod Playlist of music: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLp6uXoGNUwk9Tq0NWOwaCLGruX0XdVBfd 00:00:00 Intro 00:06:46 New Vtubers from Socks! 00:08:25 Malfina 00:15:56 Adfree.exe 00:21:38 Sclimbo 00:30:28 Zeta's Birthday 3D Stream 00:40:09 Risu Got Hacked 00:43:04 Utanovember 00:44:33 HoloAN's 2nd Host 00:47:16 Fubuki Solo Blue Ray 00:48:33 Kiara's New Outfit 00:51:04 V4Mirai's Teaser 00:56:08 Peo 4 Koma 00:57:21 Flow Glow Upcoming Live 00:58:10 Original Music 01:02:14 Cover Songs 01:09:25 Phase Invaders Project 01:15:35 Eerie Birthday Collab 01:19:20 Sinon Story Time 01:21:57 Sinthya Bugsnax 01:23:52 Minto played Portal 01:25:44 Sinon got Money-tized 01:27:02 Mara's Waterpark Feet 01:29:11 Saba Dooby Laimu Peak 01:31:10 Community and Shilling 01:35:25 Birfdays

This week, Paige sits down with Cinqo Young, music artist, creator, and longtime friend to talk about his new music, personal growth, and why food delivery etiquette (and relationships) both come with boundaries.Follow the Pod: instagram.com/adultishwhines/Follow your Host: instagram.com/paige_crutcher/Follow Cinqo: instagram.com/cinqoyoung/Go to https://betterhelp.com/adultish for 10% off your first month of therapy with BetterHelp and get matched with a therapist who will listen and help #sponsored Use code ADULTISH at adameve.com for 50% off, free gifts and free shipping. Use code AWCLUB at kingsofneon.com for 10% off a custom neon sign.

Today we discovered a new world record that was AC/DC inspired, Rick had a news story that pissed Dave off, Walmart has started undercutting Starbucks, some woman REALLY wanted her Little Caesar's, and iPhone just rolled out the most ridiculous product of theirs yet. Plus, we got another listener email! See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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On the Season 11 finale of The LowDOWN: A Down Syndrome Podcast, John and Mark Cronin give us the lowdown on John's Crazy Socks.Support the showThe LowDOWN: A Down Syndrome Podcast is produced by the Down Syndrome Resource Foundation. Learn more and support the podcast at DSRF.org.Follow @DSRFCanada on Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter.Leave us a rating and review on Apple Podcasts.

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How much planning needs to go into what you eat in order for you to lose weight? Plus we do a deep dive into some of the best non-chocolate advent calendars to keep you on plan this festive season. Send us a voicenote: 07468 286104 If you'd like to join our Diet Club, mark your weight loss with our exclusive certificates, get Extra Portions of this podcast and win CASH PRIZES go to patreon.com/noshameinagain or find us on the Patreon app. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Chris and Sunil remember their 24 hours together in Amsterdam veeeeeery differently.   We're performing a Rural Concerns live show in Manchester on 22nd November 2025! That's very soon. Come on now! Grab your tickets here.    If you have a Rural Concern you can send us an email to christopher@alovelytime.co.uk. We promise we'll be very kind! The best way to support this educational podcast is through Patreon. For less than a fiver you can get bonus episodes and access to our Discord community, The Creamery.   Our artwork is by Poppy Hillstead, our music is by Sam O'Leary and our legal due diligence is by Cal Derrick, Entertainment Lawyer. Rural Concerns is produced by Egg Mountain for A Lovely Time Productions.

Norm knew his dog loved his dirty socks, and that played a big role in luring her back home after going missing for two weeks! STORY: https://www.wdjx.com/a-93-year-old-has-his-lost-dog-back-thanks-to-dirty-socks/

3pm: I Was Thinkiing: Sundays are for Karaoke // This Day in History: 1916 - The Everett Massacre // 93-Year-Old Man Is Reunited with Lost Dog Thanks to a Trail of Smelly Socks

Joel and Hannah run through each other's icks... and it sounds strangely therapeutic. Good for them. They then tackle a problem that, by the sounds of it, has been causing a rift between them for many a moon. Joel's socks. Hannah poses a radical and revolutionary re-set that would change Joel's feet forever. Email: Hello@NeverEverPod.comInstagram: @NeverEverPodTikTok: @nevereverpodThis episode contains explicit language and adult themes that may not be suitable for all listeners.

Support the pod and get so much extra content for $5/month at https://www.patreon.com/stiffsockspod Bonus eps also available on Apple Podcasts! https://www.apple.co/socks This week the boys sit down with NYC divorce lawyer James Sexton from gold diggers to dog custody trials  He breaks down why 56% of marriages fail and why sometimes the secret to staying in love is as simple as granola and bj's. They talk Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce, emotional nudes, peer pressure from dead people, and what it really takes to make a relationship work.  

Topics discussed on today's show: National Love Your Red Hair Day, Dick Dick Jokes, Election Results, College Football, Sir David Beckham, Pizza Hut For Sale, Hybrid Recall, Moon Water, Birthdays, Prince Poster, Sex with Socks and Sweaters, History Quiz, Sweet James, Emo's Punishment, Aldik Home, Listener Thomas, Bringing to the Potluck, Food News, Cloning Dogs, Get The Fake Out, Embarrassing Kids, and Apologies.

This week, Gemma's “wedding dress” at the Pride of Britain caused chaos online, Gorka missed curfew after one too many drinks, and poor Benji didn't cope well with Bonfire Night. We're here debating sweaty socks on the table, a wild “monster-in-law” listener dilemma, and they find out something brand new about each other as they play a hilarious game of Two Truths and a Lie that exposes Gorka's biggest fear (spoiler: it's furry).Find us on socials @lost.in.podcastGet in touch with us at lostintranslation@bauermedia.co.uk

The game is over but the game is not over. One our final episode for season seven, we're smelling the ocean on the breeze, losing all MP, putting faith in our strength, spending our brains out, affirming Ghaleon's insanity, declaring Jessica Day, requesting an adult, creating an open door policy, realizing Luna has no idea what the hell Ghaleon was trying to do, starting Jessica's domestic education, causing weird vibes, engaging in scat play, talking to Kyle too many times, raiding Luna's unmentionables, and realizing Victor made the game (multiple interpretations). Season 8, featuring Phantasy Star IV: The End of the Millennium, starts next week! 00:00:00 Slop Children 00:05:39 Intro 00:09:04 Friends Assembled 00:12:56 Meribia NPCs 00:20:59 Meribia Houses 00:41:26 Black Rose Street NPCs 00:49:07 Goodbye, Nash & Mia 00:59:17 Black Rose Street Houses 01:05:51 Meribia Port NPCs 01:07:37 Mel's Mansion NPCs Part I 01:10:28 Goodbye, Kyle & Jessica 01:23:48 Mel's Mansion NPCs Part II 01:27:46 Phacia!? 01:29:15 Tempest! Fresca! 01:30:49 Epilogue Finale 01:35:57 Wrap It Up 01:42:34 Real Net 01:53:33 Outro Patreon: patreon.com/retroam Bluesky: @retrogradeamnesia.bsky.social YouTube: www.youtube.com/@RetrogradeAmnesia E-Mail: podcast@retrogradeamnesia.com Website: www.retrogradeamnesia.com  

Go to https://FactorMeals.com/super50off and use code super50off to get 50% off your first box, plus Free Breakfast for 1 Year. Today J dives into the Wizarding World of Harry Potter to reveal WHY Dumbledore claims to see himself holding socks in the Mirror of Erised.  It goes way deeper than you think.  Today we break down the symbolism of socks across the entire Harry Potter series — from Dobby's freedom to Hermione's knitted S.P.E.W. gifts — and reveal how Dumbledore's “joke” about socks actually hides his most profound regret: the family he lost and the freedom he never found. Go Check out Katy for more fun HP thoughts!https://www.instagram.com/thekatedebate/?hl=en  #HarryPotter #SuperCarlinBrothers  Written by :: J & Ben Carlin Edited by :: Ethan Edghill

Michael Monks reports that Pasadena is suing UCLA over plans to potentially move football games from the Rose Bowl to SoFi Stadium, arguing the move would break their agreement and hurt the local economy. Rich on Tech warns listeners to back up old photos immediately, saying procrastination is the biggest mistake people make—digital memories can disappear in an instant. The show also asks, “Do you still dress up for Halloween?” and explores whether modern decorations have become too scary for kids. Finally, listeners are reminded to drive carefully on Halloween night, when kids will be out trick-or-treating—and there's a feel-good story about a dog named Smelly Socks who was reunited with her owner after seven years apart. 

The Blue Jays even the series with a Vlad homer off Ohtani. Derek Jeter joins Colin Cowherd to talk World Series memories — but says he doesn't miss playing. John Harbaugh weighs in on Lamar Jackson's walk-through, and Mark Schlereth gets real about flip flops, socks, and a very messy plane bathroom (thanks to him).

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