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This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE! Few places in America hold as much tragedy—or supernatural energy—as the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum. Standing in Weston, West Virginia, this massive 19th-century institution has witnessed it all: Civil War raids, rumored Confederate gold robberies, and decades of misunderstood mental health treatment that left deep emotional scars on both patients and staff. Brandi Butcher, Paranormal Event Manager at the asylum, guides listeners through its dark and fascinating history. From shadow figures in patient wards to unexplained voices echoing through abandoned corridors, every inch of the building seems alive with echoes of the past. After more than 160 years, the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum remains one of America's most haunted locations—a place where history refuses to fade, and the spirits still remember their time within its walls. #TheGraveTalks #TransAlleghenyLunaticAsylum #HauntedWestVirginia #ParanormalInvestigations #HauntedAsylum #ParanormalPodcast #RealGhostStories #HauntedHistory #CivilWarGhosts #GhostHunting #SupernaturalEncounters #HauntedAmerica Love real ghost stories? Don't just listen—join us on YouTube and be part of the largest community of real paranormal encounters anywhere. Subscribe now and never miss a chilling new story:

“The Lord says to Edom, ‘I will cut you down to size among the nations; you will be greatly despised. You have been deceived by your own pride because you live in a rock fortress and make your home high in the mountains. “Who can ever reach us way up here?” you ask boastfully. But even if you soar as high as eagles and build your nest among the stars, I will bring you crashing down,' says the Lord.” - Obadiah 1:2-4Obadiah is the shortest book of the Old Testament. Standing at one chapter, 21 verses, it's a quick yet pointed announcement of judgment against the land of Edom. While the book is short, it didn't stop my guest and me from talking about it for nearly 45 minutes. Obadiah has a lot to teach us on what God is judging Edom about, while also warning us what to be on the lookout for in our own lives. It's a book about the results of pride, violence, and apathy. To help us navigate the book of Obadiah is Dr. Paul Raabe, Professor Emeritus of Exegetical Theology at Concordia Seminary, author of a commentary on Obadiah, as well as a new commentary on Isaiah and Reclaiming the Creedal Jesus in America. Doable Discipleship is a Saddleback Church podcast produced and hosted by Jason Wieland. It premiered in 2017 and now offers more than 450 episodes. Episodes release every Tuesday on your favorite podcast app and on the Saddleback Church YouTube Channel (https://www.youtube.com/saddleback).Resources Related to This Episode:https://www.amazon.com/Obadiah-Anchor-Yale-Bible-Commentaries/dp/0300139713https://www.amazon.com/Isaiah-13-27-Commentary-Paul-Raabe/dp/0758681267/Subscribe to the Doable Discipleship podcast at Apple Podcasts (https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/doable-discipleship/id1240966935) or Spotify (https://open.spotify.com/show/1Zc9nuwQZOLadbFCZCmZ1V)Related Doable Discipleship Episodes: Navigating the Bible: Amos - https://youtu.be/8DqVHu7leDUNavigating the Bible: Joel - https://youtu.be/Ilg6r300q4UNavigating the Bible: Hosea - https://youtu.be/nWZ4TuAUSRQNavigating the Bible: Daniel - https://youtu.be/bnQ-PioWxfgNavigating the Bible: Ezekiel - https://youtu.be/hlg6gBYxqsgNavigating the Bible: Lamentations - https://youtu.be/6rrizlXeYXENavigating the Bible: Jeremiah - https://youtu.be/lXPjWl8PdRkNavigating the Bible: Isaiah - https://youtu.be/NZJLaPkgEgsNavigating the Bible: Song of Songs - https://youtu.be/Sg0CYlNBVMgNavigating the Bible: Ecclesiastes - https://youtu.be/-Wr7LCh8F9ENavigating the Bible: Proverbs - https://youtu.be/DytRT5AsZg8Navigating the Bible: Psalms - https://youtu.be/oZeesooAYUINavigating the Bible: Job - https://youtu.be/14jaf2T1eCQNavigating the Bible: Esther - https://youtu.be/7RZ7ATWQZucNavigating the Bible: Nehemiah - https://youtu.be/Gok4WDgwn5INavigating the Bible: Ezra - https://youtu.be/aBC0nEjYeyoNavigating the Bible: 2 Chronicles - https://youtu.be/OG3rHTgMgEINavigating the Bible: 1 Chronicles - https://youtu.be/lQ_Qc4zbfgANavigating the Bible: 2 Kings - https://youtu.be/04q9gDhBKTkNavigating the Bible: 1 Kings - https://youtu.be/aS-KoeQXl2kNavigating the Bible: 2 Samuel - https://youtu.be/ZbpafGgOW7cNavigating the Bible: 1 Samuel - https://youtu.be/lY8wPElSFMYNavigating the Bible: Rute - https://youtu.be/YaH-t-ZzTaMNavigating the Bible: Judges - https://youtu.be/qNGcOf2o0NUNavigating the Bible: Joshua - https://youtu.be/hF28aThBtFsNavigating the Bible: Deuteronomy - https://youtu.be/HzmNgPOM4zUNavigating the Bible: Numbers - https://youtu.be/H1HO6V9HDxsNavigating the Bible: Leviticus - https://youtu.be/08RhDCXYex4Navigating the Bible: Exodus - https://youtu.be/NB9UTpS1F3MNavigating the Bible: Genesis - https://youtu.be/ddhjMfOoasAInspiring Dreams by Keys of Moon | https://soundcloud.com/keysofmoonMusic promoted by https://www.chosic.com/free-music/all/Creative Commons CC BY 4.0https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/

Siquoyia Blue opens the Blue Alchemist Podcast with a confession: a book shook her to the core. Napoleon Hill’s Outwitting the Devil forced her to confront the habit of drifting—those quiet, unnoticed moments when intention fades and darker energies move in. Through vivid personal reflection, she traces how idleness becomes a gateway for fear, comparison, and spiritual darkness, and how the modern devil now often wears a Wi‑Fi connection. This episode walks listeners through three concentrated lessons: what drifting looks like mentally, emotionally, and spiritually; how distraction, social media, and fear act as modern instruments of the devil; and concrete ways to reclaim focus—choosing your circle, protecting your energy, and cultivating daily practices that anchor you. With candid storytelling and practical challenges, Siquoyia turns a book’s wisdom into a life plan for anyone ready to stop floating and start directing their story. Subscribe to Blu Alchemist Podcast Substack Newsletter: https://siquoyiablue.substack.com/ Podcast ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Website: https://www.blualchemistpodcast.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Siquoyia Blue Website: https://siquoyiablue.komi.io⁠⁠⁠⁠ YouTube: @blualchemistpodcast Buy Dating Assassins Card Game: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.datingassassins.com ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ If you want to either be a guest on or find guests for your podcast, please sign up here: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.joinpodmatch.com/siquoyia⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Donate via Cashapp: @KingSiquoyia or Venmo: @KingShay Thanks for listening! Subscribe, Share and Follow us!

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Have you ever experienced a moment so profound that words seemed inadequate? Standing at the edge of the Grand Canyon, holding a newborn, or gazing at a starlit sky can remind us of the magnificence of God's creation. But what does it mean to truly reflect the glory of God in our everyday lives?Ephesians 3:20-21 tells us that God can do immeasurably more than we ask or imagine, according to His power at work within us. And it's all for His glory. This week's message uncovers the depth of what it means to live for the glory of God, inviting us to reflect His greatness in our homes, neighborhoods, and city.**Key Takeaways:**1. **The Glory of God Revealed**: God's glory is evident all around us—in nature, in Scripture, and in life-altering moments (Psalm 19:1, Isaiah 6).   2. **The New Covenant Hope**: Through Jesus, we have direct access to God's presence, allowing us to live in His glory every day (2 Corinthians 3:12-18).3. **Our Role as Reflectors**: As we grow in our relationship with Jesus, we are called to reflect His glory, moving from one degree of glory to another (2 Corinthians 3:18).At 2Rivers, our mission is to help you become a passionate follower of Jesus, embracing His vision for your life and reflecting His love to others. Subscribe for more insights on how to walk with Jesus in all areas of your life.

Back with men stepping on necks as they “walk a mile in my shoes”, uncompromising employers and millennial madness. Standing on business and reflecting on societal hierarchy. What's goings on: - Stepping for women- Rescinded offerBoss of the week: https://www.instagram.com/levyn.fifty.iv?igsh=czRoOHFtcG10MG5t(Levyn Fifty Four)Main Topic: ‘Ain't nobody tell us shxt'Sincerely, Mid MillenialsReality Check: Big up mi self**Rate, Subscribe and vibe! Don't forget to tag #Toeachhisownpodcast or @ us to let us know what you think of this week's episode PODCAST IGhttps://instagram.com/toeachhisownpodcast?igshid=OGQ5ZDc2ODk2ZA==CHRISSIE IG https://instagram.com/miss.lomax?igshid=OGQ5ZDc2ODk2ZA==ANA IGhttps://instagram.com/sunkissedchoc?igshid=OGQ5ZDc2ODk2ZA==

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The Time Riders: Part 1 The Timeless Art of Shagging. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 16 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Give A Monkey A Gun. Mark's bedroom interrogation. Mark sat in the chair in his bedroom by his computer desk, trying to look chastised, but he was worried that a tiny hint of an evil smirk was crossing his lips. He hung his head in the hopes it would be less noticeable. Standing in the room with him were two stone-faced men in black suits and dark glasses. They stared at him silently for several minutes before glancing at one another. Finally, the shorter one sighed. "Okay, Mark," he said heavily. "Once more, from the top. I want you to give us as detailed an account of what happened as you possibly can. Leave nothing out." "Everything?" Mark asked quietly. "Everything." "Well, as long as you think you have the time." Mark quipped, sitting up straight and leaning back in his chair somewhat casually. The tall man frowned. "Was that a joke?" "Not a very good one, apparently," Mark muttered. "Stick to the facts," the man said firmly. "We hate jokes." "No kidding," Mark mused, settling in to relay the events he had already explained to them twice that evening. "Alright, let me start at the beginning." "Not funny, young man;” growled the shorter agent. "I found the thing in the park. What did you say it's called?" Mark asked. "A Holmes Field Device." "Right," Mark agreed, nodding. "I found the Holmes Field Device in the large lilac bushes over in Grosvenor Park." "Why were you in the bushes?" interrupted the tall man. Mark gave him a wry look. "I was making a drug deal. I was supplying uranium to Libyan terrorists. I was hiding the body of a transvestite hooker I killed. What does it matter? It's not your worry or jurisdiction, if you're telling me the truth, is it?" "Fair enough," said the shorter agent amicably. "Please proceed, Mark." Mark nodded. "It was really small and compact at first and I didn't know what it was. But it kinda gave off a hum and it almost had a glow, I dunno. I pulled it out of the bushes and over to a secluded area where there was still some light from nearby lamps. Anyway, I must've tripped a catch or something on it, because the thing folded out on itself into what looked like a platform and grew these weird-ass frames with displays and dials and buttons and shit. It was like something out of Star Trek." "I can see how it might appear advanced to you," the shorter agent said, nodding. "To my partner and I, it's rather primitive, but that's not your problem. Please proceed." "Once I was sure that no one was around or likely to come through, I began fiddling around with the dials," Mark continued. "At first I was confused, because it didn't seem to do much, except spit up weird numbers on the analogue screens, but then I thought about it and realized they were dates. They were just; off." "Not off," the shorter man said. "Just dates set by a different calendar, if you will. The Holmes Field Device was developed by Ashleigh Holmes, the younger brother of the more famous Sherlock and Mycroft, but he was perhaps even more brilliant. He modified the Gregorian calendar to account for leap years and Daylight Savings, changed the accounting of seconds, minutes, hours and so on to eliminate the need for such inconsistencies. The Holmes Calendar will be adopted eighty three years in your future, but it is so accurate that it won't need to be modified until the year 12,645 AD." "Huh." Mark said in response, not caring much. "Oh, and he also invented the temporal displacement device you found," the man added. "Although it'll be another two hundred and eight years before that comes to light." "Anyways," Mark continued, killing the history lesson. "Once I figured out they were dates and times, I tried setting the time back a few hours. After that, I started pushing some buttons. Things got blurry for just a split second and then the sun was blinding me. I was still alone, but I stepped off and looked around, still in the same spot, but obviously at a different time of day. I looked at the clock on my cellphone and it seemed to have adjusted to say it was six hours earlier, just like I'd set the dials." "Your phone adjusted accordingly. Electronics will do that." "I was really excited to look around but realized I didn't want to be caught and I suddenly thought I should be careful." "What a novel idea," the tall man said dryly. "Go on." "Well, I went back to the Holmes Field thing and set it to take me back to the time I'd come from. And it did. Then I began thinking about what sort of things I might be able to do if I was careful." "And this is where it got interesting, yes?" the shorter agent remarked. Mark explains his connection to Becky. Mark nodded. "Maybe I could change things. Not big things, but little things. It suddenly occurred to me the D that Miss Fischer gave me on my Physics exam earlier in the semester had kept me from getting into the university of choice I'd applied to. So I decided to see if I could fix that somehow;” Mark crept through the bushes under the cover of dark, oddly certain than no one was going to see him. He couldn't explain why, but he felt a confidence that he would not be discovered because he hadn't been there before. It didn't make sense, but maybe that was a good thing. He knew where Miss Fischer lived, he'd seen her pull into the small, stand-alone house in her Rav4 on many occasions. He slipped onto her property through her back yard, instinctively knowing that her rear door would be unlocked. It was already ten o'clock, but there was no school the next day so she was still likely to be up. A stick snapped in the yard one lot ever. His head snapped around to see if he'd been spotted, but he didn't see anything. A dog began barking. Stupid animal scared the shit out of him. He moved quietly across the lawn to the back door, opened it slowly and found himself in a small kitchen. It was dark except for a small night-light and he paused, listening for movement, hearing no one nearby. He stared in bewilderment at the sheer amount of organic cereals and grains that lined the counters around the room, along with fresh fruits and other nutritious snacks. No wonder she always seemed so perky, even if she was shy and retiring. Beyond the kitchen, he could see the living room and small dining room were still lit. He padded across the linoleum floor silently, hearing nothing. He peeked into the dining room and through it into the living room. No one. There was a yoga mat on the floor in front of the long, flat-screen TV. The decor consisted of low tables and beanbag chairs others. Damn, this woman was crunchy. He heard water running upstairs and some off-key singing. He crept up the steps to the second floor, preparing himself for what would no doubt be an awkward situation, but he couldn't shake the feeling that he needed to do this, whether he liked it or not. There was a shower happening and he now recognized Miss Fischer's voice. She seemed to be alone and her vehicle had been standing by itself in the driveway. If she was already showering, she wasn't going out again. Mark approached the bathroom, noticing the door was wide open. He guessed that made sense, since Miss Fischer had told the class more than once that she lived lamentably alone. She took the teasing from her students good-naturedly, but now he could confirm it. She was a bachelorette. She was singing and he could hear the shower water splashing off her body as he hid beside the door. He couldn't believe he was doing this. He closed his eyes and took several deep breaths, calming his nerves before subtly peeking around the door and into the bathroom. There was no tub, just a walk-in shower. His eyes went wide when he realized that her shower stall was composed of fog and steam-proof glass, giving him an almost completely uninterrupted view of the activities within. Except for the droplets of water that trickled down the treated glass panes, he could see his teacher in all her naked glory. Miss Fischer was facing away from him, running her fingers through her long, wet blonde hair, swaying her body back and forth, her amazing ass glistening wetly. He tuned out her rather painful singing of a Beyoncé song and let his gaze travel up and down her womanly form. His heart thundered in his chest, to the place where he was worried she might hear it. Miss Fischer always dressed rather modestly at school and he was shocked to see what a rocking' bod she had. Clearly she hadn't been lying about the yoga and the CrossFit she claimed to do. Her skin was fair, but not pale. Her shapely back tucked into a small waist, which in turn blossomed out into fit hips which were anchored by her amazing ass. Her long legs tapered down to tiny ankles. If he hadn't been so astonished and exhilarated, he would have had a massive hard-on by now. "C'mon, turn around;” he found himself urging her silently. Miss Fischer obliged and Mark thought he might faint. She'd always been pretty, of course, but Mark doubt that anyone at school would have guessed what a sex-pot their Physics teacher was. Where the hell had she been keeping those tits? Did she fucking strap them down? They were large, yet perky. The tiny pink nipples sat atop them proudly, announcing the arrival of their mistress right behind them. Her stomach was flat, but still soft, begging to be kissed. He forced himself to look lower and saw that her cunt was shaved except for the small strip of trimmed hair above. The nether lips were even and not quite plump, but still dismissed any worries of a bony thigh-gap. Her clit hood barely peeked out over the top. "Fucking fuck;” he thought, his mind racing. "Who knew Miss Fischer was so insanely hot?" He watched rapt, utterly forgetting that she might see him if she happened to look his way. The blonde seemed to have no interest in life beyond those glass panes, however, as she caressed her body slowly, making sure she was cleansed of her organic craft shower gel. Her manicured hands glided up and down her lovely body while she closed her eyes, letting the water from the showerhead rinse it away. As Mark watched, she kept her eyes closed but bit her lip gently, one of her hands moving up to slowly and gently caress her tits while the other snaked its way down her stomach and between her legs to begin playing with her cunt. A quiet sigh escaped her mouth and Mark felt his cock rapidly swelling inside his jeans. The teacher pressed her forehead against the glass, her eyes still closed. Her hand massaged her ample tits while the hand between her legs moved up and down slowly, massaging the lips. Mark swallowed and adjusted his cock inside his pants as he watched intently, unable to believe he was being treated to this incredible show. Another moan escaped her lips as she pleasured herself and began pinching one of her nipples. It took all of Mark's willpower to not pull his cock out and begin stroking it on the spot, because he had other plans. Miss Fischer, not so constrained, continued to finger her cunt until she was panting. She stopped suddenly and reached up to pull the detachable showerhead off its arm and brought it down to her body. She hummed as she let the stiff streams beat against her shoulders and then her tits. Mark could see her already hard nipples getting ever harder. She then slowly moved the showerhead down her sensual form, over her trim stomach and between her legs. She let out a loud sigh as the water battered her lips and clit. She turned herself around again, pressing her ass cheeks against the glass while she put the showerhead under her cunt to continually stimulate it. Her cheeks squirmed rhythmically around on the glass pane as she jet-fucked herself. Mark watched in disbelief as one hand came back behind and spread her cheeks to play with her little, puckered knot. Miss Fischer let out a grunt as her middle finger slid inside her ass while the showerhead continued to bombard her cunt with its tiny jets. Mark gripped the front of his pants again, unable to resist, giving himself a squeeze. He sincerely hoped she wouldn't last much longer, because he wasn't sure he would if she kept this up. Fortunately for Mark, his teacher did not seem terribly interested in delaying her reward. The squirming became more pronounced and she groaned as her body began to tremble and then shake. Her finger was working itself in and out of her ass faster and faster while the showerhead was almost crushed to her cunt lips. She let out a gasp and a cry before falling to her knees, her body almost spasming as she came. Mark gritted his teeth as he watched, desperately willing himself to not massage his cock and join her in autoerotic bliss. The restraint would be worth it. He removed his hand and settled for squeezing the doorframe while watching his teacher. Miss Fischer slowly leaned forward until  her head was on the floor, her ass in the air. She moved the shower jets slowly up and down over her molten sex while her finger teased her ring. He listened to her panting and sighing as she started to come down from what was a clearly badly-needed orgasm. Mark couldn't wait much longer or he'd lose his nerve. He quietly stepped into the bathroom and started to head toward the shower. Miss Fischer had finally moved up back into a kneeling position, still facing away from him and taking slow, deep breaths. She then got to her feet and replaced the showerhead back in its arm above her. She rinsed her face and body again before turning off the water. Silently, Mark waited off to the side while she slid open the door and stepped out somewhat awkwardly, trying to get her long, wet hair out of her face. She groped around blindly for several moments and Mark realized she'd forgotten where she put her towel. He handed her a hand towel which she absently took and wiped her face with before pushing her hair back. Mark meanwhile handed her a full-sized body towel. "Thank you, Mark," she said pleasantly. "I'm always; Mark!" This last bit was exclaimed loudly and she slammed herself back against the opposite wall from him, her eyes wide with utter shock. Both towels she'd been holding flew from her grip, leaving her naked and dripping wet. He had no idea why, but he tried to maintain eye contact with her. "Uh; hi, Miss Fischer," he said somewhat awkwardly before swallowing. "Uh; nice shower you've got there." Some of her wits seemed to return and she realized she was standing naked in front of one of her students. She moved her hands about haphazardly, making several comical attempts to cover herself, eyes still wide and mouth agape. "Wha; wha; y; you;” she stammered. "Yeah, I didn't exactly expect to be here either," he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "First of all, don't scream or anything. I'm not here to' "Then why are you here, you little pervert?" she hissed, finally regaining control of her vocal chords. "Get the fuck out and I'll possibly consider not calling the police!" "I; can't;” he admitted weakly. She frowned and looked down at his legs, choosing to ignore the rather obvious bulge in the front of his pants. "Your legs work just fine, young man, but I'll tell you what's not going to after I've kicked you there if you don't get out of my house." "No, I;” he began but then realized he didn't quite know how to articulate what he wanted to say. What the hell had he been thinking, doing any of this? He finally bent over and picked up the large body towel she'd lost and handed it to her. "Maybe; I guess you should put this on first;” She snatched it away from him and wrapped it around her body, but if he'd been hoping this made her more amenable to his presence then he'd been wrong. What did happen was her eyes began to blaze with fury as she composed herself. "So help me, Mister Simmons," she growled as she advanced on him menacingly, her near-nudity forgotten. The towel did very little to conceal her buxom figure. "If you don't tell me right this instant what the hell you are doing in my house, watching me take a shower, I'll show you exactly what CrossFit has done for me, along with the jiu-jutsu classes. You'll be wishing I'd called the cops." Mark held up his hands, hoping to calm her. "There's no need for that, teach, I' "Don't call me that off school grounds," she snapped, still moving toward him until it was Mark backed up against the wall. "Ex-plain your-self;” Mark swallowed again, fearing for his well-being. He'd been so much smoother when he thought this over in his head earlier. "You; you failed me on the Physics exam." She paused in her menacing advance for a moment and raised an eyebrow. "Your exam isn't for another two months. Irrelevant. Why are you creeping on me?" "I know it isn't," he said hastily. "But; you're going to fail me." "Then maybe you should be back home studying instead of breaking into my house," she snapped, getting ready to beat him senseless. This wasn't like him, but that was no excuse for endangering her. "Last chance and then it's night-night time with my fist in your brain." Mark squeezed his eyes shut, trying to compose himself. His heart was pounding so hard that he wasn't sure he'd ever be able to get another erection again. "It; I can't explain it if I think you're going to kill me! Please stop threatening to kill me and I'll tell you." She stopped cornering him and paused, looking annoyed and skeptical. "This'd better be good, because you're either going to find yourself punched unconscious by a girl or talking to the cops. Explain and then you get your choice." "It's; actually really good," Mark breathed. "I'm not me. I mean, I'm me, but not the me you know." "A doppelganger?" she asked dryly, not amused. "Lay off the sci-fi and anime, Mark, it's making you too stupid for physics." "No, I;” he paused and took another deep breath. "I'm Mark from this coming up summer." "Oh, you're a time-traveler now, are you?" she mused snidely. "So tell me, since you already know; do I eat your heart or your liver tomorrow with my afternoon salad?" "Look, look;” he said, trying to keep his voice from pissing itself in fear as he reached into his wallet. "Look, here's my new voter ID that I got just after my birthday." He held it out for her to look at. She glanced at it and then up at him, clearly not impressed. "Ya' know, other kids fake their ID's to say they're old enough to drink. This one just says you're now eighteen. No wonder you're failing physics, you can't even fake an ID right." "Uh, no, I;” Mark stammered, frustrated with how badly he was fucking up. "I can't help when I'm from, I'm from three months in the future." "And you're here to tell me I'm secretly pregnant with the man who will lead us to victory over the AI machines?" she sneered. She cracked her knuckles. "It's a pity, you actually were a pretty good-looking kid before I did this to you;” "No," he blurted out. "I came here to convince you to change my grade because the university I wanted to go to rejects me over that grade!" She paused for a moment. "Okay, so why didn't you just study?" He shrugged nervously. "I don't know. I can't do anything about that now. Except like this." Miss Fischer stopped and closed her eyes for a moment. This was the weirdest home invasion and rape she'd ever heard of. "What?" "Maybe; it was stupid of me to fail," Mark said. "But that's my past. I can't change it directly. But I was hoping to come here and convince you to let me pass anyway." "If for some reason I were inclined to believe that you were from the future, which I don't, by the way," she stated. "Why would I change your grade if you don't deserve it? Maybe you shouldn't be going to university next year, maybe you need to, oh, I don't know, quit doing juvenile shit like this and grow the fuck up before you go out into the world?" "Can we; can we talk about this somewhere else?" he asked nervously. "No, I think we're good right here," she said flatly. "You're backed into a corner and can't escape. But if I let you live, clearly you might have a job as a science fiction writer. Tell me more and keep it good." "No, you'll kill me." Mark said, sweating profusely. "I'm definitely going to kill you," she pointed out. "But if your lie amuses me, I might make it quick and painless. Your choice. And go." Mark didn't know if she was kidding or not, but he decided to treat the threat as real. "I; I came here to seduce you and convince you to change my grade." Miss Fischer paused, her eyes widening. She said nothing for several seconds but then mirth creased her pretty features and she began to snicker. Seconds later, she was laughing loudly and uncontrollably. "It's not funny." Mark grumbled, scowling darkly. "Yes, yes it is;” she wheezed, her outrage clearly giving way to utter amusement. "Oh, God; I almost wish this was true. There'd be so much less blood to get out of the grout on my floor;” She stood up and looked at him again, her eyes shining with tears. "So let; let me get this straight; you came here to sex me up so good that I'd give you a passing grade you don't deserve?" She burst out laughing again, leaning against the sink to hold herself up. In spite of his predicament, he noticed her magnificent cleavage down the top of her towel. Miss Fischer seemed to have forgotten. "I was a lot smoother in my plan for all this." he muttered. "Oh, I'm sure you were, Mark," she said almost sympathetically as she looked up at him again, tear stains on her cheeks. She smiled and he couldn't help but notice she was beautiful. He really had no idea of how to proceed, even if the was committed at this point. "So how's your plan working out so far?" "Fairly rotten," he said. "I didn't know where I'd find you when I came in and then I saw you in the shower and just; well, I couldn't help but watch." What he was saying slowly dawned on her and he could see she was getting irate again. "You stood there and watched me masturbate?" she hissed, her eyes flashing. "You little pervert!" "Take it as a compliment!" he said hastily, wincing. "You're really really pretty!" "And this is where you tell all the other boys at school, right?" she growled. "No," he said, shaking his head. "I don't think anyone at school has any idea what sort of a knockout you are, miss. I mean, you dress pretty conservatively. Any of the girls who saw what I just did would be really jealous." "Well, thank you for that, but that doesn't mean you're allowed to creep on me!" she shot back. "Honestly, why am I still letting you live, you little felon? Are you hoping the courts will take it easy on you because you're not eighteen yet?" "I am eighteen," he insisted. "I'll prove it." "You're going to let me cut you open and count the rings?" she asked. "No, I;” Mark began, his mind racing. "Your dresser!" "What?" "Your dresser in your room," he said, nodding. "In the back of the third top drawer, there's hand-written note from you to yourself about tonight. And to prove to yourself that it's true, you wrote down something only you know about yourself." She paused and frowned at him for several seconds before stepping aside and allowing him out of the corner. She pointed out toward the hallway. "March, mister. I'm not letting you out of my sight." Mark exited the bathroom and walked down the hall to one of two bedrooms, which was currently dimly illuminated by a small Himalayan rock-salt lamp. She made him stand in the middle of the room and wait quietly while she began rummaging in the drawer he had mentioned. She seemed to have forgotten she was only wearing a towel or had stopped caring. "You're mother's going to weep at your closed casket funeral after I bite your eyeballs out for staring at my ass." Miss Fischer said as she kept digging around while bent over. Mark coughed and looked away from her ass. She finally stood upright, holding a small envelope she'd withdrawn from the back of the drawer. She frowned as she examined it for several seconds, as if she didn't recognize it. She looked at him again, her eyes narrowed suspiciously. "You swear you've never been in my house before?" He nodded, placing one hand over his heart and the other in the air. "Never, miss." She considered and then unsealed the envelope, pulling out the single, folded page and began reading. Whatever she red caused her to sit, almost flump very suddenly on the edge of her bed, her eyes wide with disbelief. She looked at him and held the letter up in a trembling hand. "Is this true?" Mark shrugged. "You wrote whatever is in there, I have no idea. The only thing I can tell you that's true is what I already told you, Miss Fischer. I'm Mark from the summer and I've come back in time to convince you to change my grade so I can go to university." She sat on the bed, looking dumbfounded. She said nothing for several seconds, staring off at the far wall blankly. She then looked back at him again and held up the page. "I wrote this. I wrote this after I; after you and I;” He nodded. "I'm assuming you did it to prove all this to yourself." "How is this possible?" she asked, still lost. "How are you even here, if you're from the future and I'm not just bug shit nuts and hallucinating all this?" "I; I have a time machine." Mark replied. "Really," she said, nonplussed, her shock fading rapidly. "Just like that. A kid who can't pass high school physics has a time machine and can operate it." "Well, yeah, that's how I ended up here." Mark reasoned. "Show it to me." "I will," he said, nodding. "But first, I need to make sure you're going to pass me in that exam. Otherwise, all this means nothing." "What, so let you fuck me and give you a passing grade?" she asked, scowling. "Why should I do all the work?" Mark frowned. "First of all, you wouldn't be doing all the work, miss, thank you. Second, it's supposed to happen this way or I wouldn't be here." "Bullshit," she snorted. "For all you know, I sent you home with your dick in your hand and no passing grade." "Then what was written on that paper that shocked you so much?" he countered. Miss Fischer said nothing for several seconds but then looked back up at him. "You're; you're sure you're eighteen right now? Because you aren't eighteen in my class." He nodded. "And you'll show me this time machine," she pressed, desperate to convince herself. "After we;” Mark nodded again. Miss Fischer exhaled heavily. "Give me a moment, this is a lot to take in." "How so?" he asked. She scowled up at him. "I'm about to fuck one of my students who's apparently a time-traveler and trade a passing grade for sex. What do you think is weird about this?" He shrugged. "My whole evening's been weird, miss. I found that thing that turned out to be a time machine, then I' "You just found it today?" she exclaimed. "And the first thing you did was decide to come back and fuck your physics teacher?" "Yeah, I kinda need that grade." Mark admitted. She scowled again. "So you came back in time and the principal reason isn't even to fuck me?" Mark pulled at his face for a moment as he tried to explain. "It's like I said earlier, miss. No one at school knows how hot you are because you never show it. If you did, every guy and bi girl in the school would want to fuck you." "Maybe I dress like that so I don't have a pack of little horn dogs lusting after, oh;” she murmured, catching herself and realizing she just defeated her own argument. Fluid time was rough to argue against. She sighed again. "So, uh; how do we do this?" Mark scratched his head. "I dunno. Nothing about this evening has gone the way I planned it, but we still ended up here. I guess we need to improvise." Miss Fischer considered. "Well, you've seen me naked and doing myself, so I think we need to redress the scales," she sighed. "So strip down and let me see what I'm selling my academic integrity for;” Mark felt an uncomfortably warm flush of embarrassment at her suggestion, but proceeded nonetheless. He had planned on getting naked with her anyway, even if had been under more sensual and controlled circumstances. Clearly he'd flopped at being the Casanova he'd intended on for seducing her and getting that perfect grade. He started by removing his t-shirt, pulling it over his head while watched impassively. Mark was proud of his body, since he played sports, but was suddenly very self-conscious now that he'd seen how stupidly hot his teacher was. He put a hand against the wall and steadied himself while he used his feet to pull his sneakers off. Then he undid his button and unzipped the fly on his jeans before letting them drop slowly, revealing his black boxers. "Well, at least you're not wearing tightie-whities," Miss Fischer mused. "That would've been a deal-breaker, for sure." Mark paused, blushing as he realized he was about to pull down his boxers and fully expose himself to his teacher. He had to admit, this had never occurred to him before tonight. "Well don't wuss out now, Don Juan," she said somewhat impatiently. "This was all your idea, after all." Mark squeezed his eyes shut, hooked his thumbs into his boxers and pulled them down. All she heard was silence for several seconds. Finally there was a whistle from Miss Fischer. "Okay, I can work with that. Come over here, Mark." As he walked toward her, she stood and allowed her towel to fall away, revealing her body again. Mark's eyes went wide as she willingly revealed herself to him. He was no longer spying on her, this was something completely different. Miss Fischer stood directly in front of him, her body scant inches from his. She could see in his eyes that he was bewildered by her sudden change in attitude. "Well, obviously I'm not going to tell you what the secret thing only I would know was, but the note also said I should just throw caution to the wind and enjoy myself," she said lightly, walking two fingernails up his chest and over his shoulder. "And I try very hard to take my own advice." "So," she declared, looking up into his eyes, her blue ones glinting. "We are going to fuck. A lot. In return, I'm giving you an amazing grade on your exam, no matter how bad you do and you're showing me this time machine my letter confirmed exists. Do we have a deal?" He nodded. He was still nervous, but things seemed to have worked themselves out, even if it hadn't at all gone as he expected. But maybe that was time at work or some deep shit. "My note also said I had such a great time that I insisted we keep fucking," she purred, her palm now running down his chest and over his stomach, perilously close to his nether regions. "How does that sound." He swallowed again. "That; sounds great. So, do I keep travelling back here through time to meet you?" "Well, yes," she said rather obviously. "I can't fuck the underage Alex in my class and I can't even give away that I know, right? He has to remain a blissfully unaware fuck-up." "Yeah," Mark said somewhat awkwardly. "Stupid kid;” "Oh, don't be like that," she said cheerfully, teasing her fingers over his cock and making him shudder. "If you hadn't been a lazy grot this semester, you wouldn't have needed to come back to change your grade, wouldn't have seen me in the shower and known that I'm secretly a hottie and then fucked me and got an amazing grade, right?" "Yeah, I; I guess." Mark admitted. "So we just need to set it up so that I keep coming back to meet you and we do this until we catch up with real-time in the future I come from?" "Yep, you're my new fuck-buddy," she said sweetly, now moving closer to him so that her nipples caressed his skin. "Speaking of, you've got some work to do;” With that, Miss Fischer moved back to the bed and laid on it, her legs still over the side. She looked up at him seductively and spread her legs, exposing her cunt, which was glistening wet. "You may not have earned that passing grade all semester," she said in a husky voice. "But you're sure going to work for it now;” Mark moved forward, aware of the fact that his cock was swelling rapidly and knelt by the bed between her legs. He leaned in close and was instantly enchanted by the sight of her slick snatch, which she now spread open with two fingers. Mark leaned forward and pushed his tongue against his thick, slippery lips, guessing that she was not in the mood to be teased. His tongue snaked up and down before slithering over her clit, causing her to shudder and press her hips against his face. "Uh, yes!" she gasped, grasping his hair with the free hand and stroking his scalp. "Thank God, you're not a virgin." "No miss," he murmured as he kissed his way around her cunt, his tongue lapping at the lips. She tasted almost sweet and floral, such a big change from that slag Brenda. "I know my' "Call me Becky, darling," she sighed, slowly undulating her hips rhythmically against his face. "If we're going to be lovers like this, save the 'Miss Fischer' stuff for roleplay." "Yes miss; I mean, Becky." he replied from between her legs. He now put his hands on her thighs to brace himself and began licking her in earnest, for once looking forward to earning perfect marks on an exam. He could feel his hard-on pulsing and moved her leg slightly so it pressed up against him, causing him to shiver. Becky felt it and moved her shin back and forth slowly, teasing him. "Oh, yes, Mark;” she moaned, her fingers gripping her hair. She was sitting up on one elbow so she could look down at him and her leg that was not brushing against his cock was now on the bed, bent and spreading her wide. He couldn't believe how wet she was. It wasn't water from the shower, she was really turned on. Whatever she'd said to herself in that note had released a sex demon in her. He swirled his tongue around her clit before burying it inside her cunt hungrily, eager to drive her into a frenzy. Becky clenched her teeth and ground her hips against his face now with a dreadful eagerness. Her skin was warm and getting moist as he tongue-fucked her. One hand snaked underneath her snatch and the middle finger began teasing her tight, pink knot. "Shit!" Becky gasped, shuddering as he slid the finger into her tight back tunnel. "You saw me fingering my ass in the shower! Uh, fuck yes! Do it!" Mark sucked on her cunt while he wriggled his finger in her ass, feeling her shin massaging his cock eagerly. As angry as she'd been earlier, he was also thinking about her rather shy and retiring persona at school and decided to take a gamble. Without saying anything, he stood up, bringing his face away from her crotch and his finger out of her ass. She gasped and whined, looking up at him in needy confusion, but he then reached down to take her arm and pull her off the bed and set her on her knees in front of him. Becky took his cock in her hand and still slid her tongue around the throbbing head while looking up at him through heavy-lidded eyes, glassy with desire. She teased him for a few more moments before sliding her lips all the way down his shaft, taking him completely inside her mouth. Mark groaned and clutched her wet, blonde hair, shivering. Becky began slowly bobbing back and forth, her mouth forming a perfect, wet seal around him. Her hand followed her mouth along his length, stroking and twisting the glistening skin gently. She hummed and moaned, vibrating his cock with her mouth and making him shudder again. The fingernails of her free nails gently grazed over the skin of his thighs, tingling. "Jesus, Mi; Becky;” he gasped. "You're amazing at sucking cock!" "Umm, I would hope so," she purred, pulling her mouth off him long enough to smile up at him while her hand pumped his shaft to keep the rhythm. "I watch a lot of videos and practice on some pretty life-like dildos, I'd like to think I'm doing something right." "You are." Mark sighed as she attacked his cock again with her mouth. "You're the best one I've ever had." She made an 'Hmm' sound around his cock, clearly enjoying what she was doing. She teased his sac with the hand that wasn't massaging his cock and reached around to caress and squeeze his ass cheeks. He couldn't believe what a libertine she was turning out to be, and he was the only one at school who knew! When she pulled her mouth off him again and looked up at him, he could see there was a deep and smoldering lust in the blue eyes, a need for deep sexual pleasure. She squeezed his cock with her hand and her voice was almost molten with lust when she spoke to him. "I'm getting on the bed again and you're going to fuck me," she said huskily. "You're going to make me cum real hard if you want that perfect exam score." She clambered back on the bed, lying on her back and spreading her legs for him again. Mark followed her onto the mattress, kneeling between her legs. She massaged her cunt eagerly with one hand while he lined himself up with her nether lips. She spread them wide open, revealing her glistening inner pink. "Fuck me, Mark," she purred, eyeing his pulsing cock. "Fuck me good and hard;” He pressed the mushroom head of his cock against her pliant lips, sliding it up and down, teasing her for a moment and brushing over her clit. She sucked in her breath and hissed, her fingers stroking along his length as he toyed with her. Then she groaned loudly as he pushed his hips forward and slid deep inside with one solid push. Her inner walls gave way around his iron-hard shaft but squeezed him tightly. She felt great around him, as tight or tighter than any other girl he'd ever fucked. "Yes," she hissed, her hand pulling him down to lean over her while one leg slung over his back and hooked itself there. "Hmm, that's a solid cock you have there, Mark. Now fuck me stupid;” He leaned forward and put his hands on either side of her body while keeping his weight suspended above her rather than pressed down. He looked into her eyes and began to push back and forth, moving his cock in and out of her. Becky bit her lip as she looked up at him, her fingernails digging slightly into his waist. She clenched her cunt around him as he pushed in and relaxed as he pulled back. "Oh, God, I've missed the real thing;” she moaned, her head falling back as she let the feelings of pleasure flow over her. "Yeah, speaking of," Mark said, remembering this important point. "I'm not using a condom here, so I'll need to pull" "No you don't," she panted as she thrust her hips against him. "You've got a fucking time machine, Mark. Think about it! Was I pregnant when the semester ended?" He thought about that as he kept thrusting into her, having a hard time concentrating on anything other than how tight and wet her cunt felt around him. "N-no, I don't think so;” "Then cum in me!" she gasped. "I'm already better at this time stuff than you are! Now fuck me harder if you want that grade!" Mark nodded and thrust harder and faster against his teacher, watching her glorious body shake as he fucked her. Her incredible tits wobbled and she squeezed one of them, moaning loudly. Her soft bed barely made a sound beneath them as he pistoned his hips up and down. After a disastrous beginning, his evening was going better than he could have possibly imagined. "Uh, now from behind," she breathed, starting to turn over. "Fuck me from behind;” Mark grabbed her hips as she slithered around into her new position on her hands and knees and ground his cock against her cunt and ass, gripping her tight. Becky groaned shamelessly and squirmed her ass back against him, biting at her knuckle. She arched her back as he found her cunt and slid back inside her. She clearly wasn't interested in any slow buildup, because she began grinding back on him eagerly, getting him in as far as she could. He could feel the wetness of her cunt dripping on his thigh. He kept his firm grip on her hips and began pounding against her, shuddering as she squeezed and clenched around him with fervor. "Definitely tighter than Brenda!" he thought as he thumped his hips to her ass cheeks. Becky was panting heavily as she buried her face in the pillow, her ass arched in the air. She gripped the pillow cover between her teeth almost tearing at it. A sheen of glistening sweat had formed on her soft, creamy ivory skin. She squeezed him with each thrust, his cock feeling bigger and bigger each time she did it. She'd missed this so badly, sacrificing her personal pleasure for the job. Maybe now she didn't have to. She almost snarled in delight as he reached forward and wrapped her hair in his fist, pulling back and craning her neck. For an eighteen year-old boy, he was being marvelously assertive now that they'd found their rhythm. Becky loved having her hair pulled, but her favorite part was yet to come. She pushed back hard and forced Mark onto his haunches. She straightened herself until she was sitting on his lap, facing away. Becky began bouncing up and down, panting as she sank onto his cock, taking it deep inside and squeezing it. Mark moaned and his hands came around to clutch her tits, squeezing them hard. Her hands joined his in massaging and molesting them while they fucked. She had him pinned in one spot beneath her and she alone controlled the tempo now. She moved her long blonde hair to one side and he understood immediately. He began kissing and biting at her neck, causing her to shudder and sending slivers of pleasure down her spine. She writhed and bounced on his lap with abandon, reveling in the sensation of a real cock deep inside her after all this time. She resisted the very strong urge to turn her head to the side and kiss him. Not just yet. When she felt the inklings of deep pleasure building inside her, she moved off his cock and pulled him around onto the bed, lying him on his back. Her eyes were fairly blazing with lust as she straddled him, lining her gooey cunt up with his throbbing hard-on. They both moaned loudly as she sank down onto him, his cock burying itself up to the hilt. Her fingernails dug into Mark's shoulders while she pinned him and she hissed as his hands found her tits again. "Yes, darling;” she grunted as she began grinding herself down on him, shuddering at how deep he was inside her. "Fuck me, thrust that cock up inside me, Mark. Fuck;” Mark pumped his hips up dutifully, matching her pace. He loved the cowboy position and clearly she did as well, but he knew he wouldn't last very long at this rate; she felt too good and was too tight for him to not bust before long. His hands fondled and mauled her lovely tits before he pulled her down closer and took one of the pink nipples into his mouth, sucking on it greedily. Becky keened and shivered in delight. Mark sucked and rolled his tongue around the pink bud, even biting and tugging on it, much to her pleasure, seemingly, because she got even wetter and tighter around his cock while they fucked. He could hear the wet sucking sounds her cunt made as it swallowed his cock, feel her warm, sticky wetness on his thighs. He'd never imagined it would feel this good. He'd been certain earlier that most of his time would be spent conning his shy teacher into doing this at all, forget the grade issue. But Miss Fischer was a sex-starved fiend, seemingly, and she was going to make him cum harder than he ever had before. Her golden hair fell around her lovely face, which was mere inches above his. Her eyes were closed as she concentrated on working her hips against him, up and down, his cock nearly all the way out of her before she took him back deep inside her steaming, slick tunnel. They were both covered with sweat and ragged gasps were all they could manage as they gripped one another and writhed lustily, desperate to cum together. Mark gritted his teeth and was squeezing her tits again while Becky pushed down harder and harder on his cock with each thrust. She began whimpering and shaking and Mark could feel her cunt clenching tighter and tighter with each moment. "Oh, shit;” she gasped, her whole body shuddering now as she pushed down feverishly. "Oh, God, Mark, I'm' She sat up straight and arched her back, teeth gritting as she fought to hold on for those last few precious moments; Becky almost screamed and Mark moaned loudly as the floodgates burst. His throbbing cock began pumping cum deep inside her and her cunt spasmed around rippled around him. Everything went black for Mark as he was enveloped by a tingling warmth of an intensity he'd never known before. He could feel his cock and even his balls spilling his entire offering into her slick, tight depths, both of them still thrusting against one another madly. Becky finally collapsed on top of Mark, her chest heaving. Her body was limp, almost like a wet dishrag. Mark lay beneath her, equally exhausted. His still-hard cock was buried in her cunt, and they could both feel their mingled essence oozing out of her and trickling down his shaft. Her soft, warm body felt divine against his. Slowly, sluggishly, he wrapped his arms around her and she hummed contentedly at the embrace. She finally opened her eyes and smiled before kissing his nose. "I think you earned that perfect exam score," she purred. "Definitely earned it." "That's good to hear," he mumbled, still lost in lethargic pleasure. "I'd better start failing all your quizzes too." Becky giggled and hugged him close, sighing. She finally brought her head up again, resting it on her elbow and looking at him. "We'll be laying here for a bit yet, but we also need to talk about doing this again. A lot. The letter said so." Mark nodded. "Yeah, I'd like that, Becky. Then it's up to you to make sure my past self doesn't suspect anything." "I'm sure I can work that out," she mused. "He's pretty annoying, unlike your sexy self." He smiled. "Hard to believe how much difference three months and a time machine can make." "Hmm, and you still have to show it to me before we part ways for the night," she said lightly. "The letter says you kept your word and showed it to me. So let's shower up and then you can take me to see it, okay?" Mark nodded. This was, thus far, the best evening ever. They were walking back to Becky's house, arm-in-arm, laughing and talking like lovers. Not only had Mark shown her the time machine, he had actually shown her how it worked by bringing her back to earlier in the night. They'd hidden in the neighbor's yard and watched Mark's earlier self creep to her back door. Becky had stepped on a stick that broke loudly and caused Earlier Mark to look around warily, but a barking dog covered the mistake. "I was wondering what that sound was," he chuckled. "Never would've guessed it was you and I." "Yes, but you need to be careful, Mark," she said, trying to sound serious as they said on a quaint swing in her backyard, holding hands. "I don't know how all this works, but getting that close to your earlier self can't be good. You need to remember where and when you've gone to avoid yourself." He nodded. "I promise to not visit you more than once a day, at night. You'll clear an area on your basement floor where the Holmes Field Device can show up undetected by anyone else, away from prying eyes." She nodded. "We'll need to fine-tune the dials and so on to get exact coordinates, but I think the device moves somewhat slowly against the earth's rotation, so you can actually travel physical distances as well as through time if you're extremely careful." "Wow, Becky," he said, shaking his head. "You're already better at this than I am by a factor of a thousand." Becky smiled. "I want to say it's because I'm a physics teacher, but that'd be a lie. It's just solid math and common sense, really." She turned in to face him in the loveseat of the swing and brought his hands up to rest against her heart. She stared deep into his eyes, the darkness of night protecting them from prying eyes. "You have my word, Mark, that you'll receive that perfect test score," she said quietly. "In return, you'll do extra studying with me on the nights you come back and fuck me, so that just maybe you'll actually deserve any offer you might get." He nodded. "And I promise I'll find some way to take you on a time excursion." She smiled and brought his hands to her lips, kissing the fingers gently. "We're going to be fucking so often, Mark. We'll be sick of each other by the time the semester ends." He smirked. "Doubt that, teach. You're the best fuck a guy could ask for. And I can't even tell anyone." Becky giggled and lowered his hands, letting them linger on her soft tits beneath the shirt she now wore. She sighed at his touch and then leaned in to press her lips to his, finally kissing him. They rocked slowly on the swing beneath the moonlight, kissing silently for several seconds before Mark gently pulled back and smiled. "I'd better get going," he said, his voice tinged with regret. "Couple of more seconds of that kissing and I wouldn't have been able to leave." Miss Fischer nodded. "I know. See you tomorrow night?" He grinned. "That's the plan. Have a good night, teach." "It already was, thanks to you, Mark." Becky said, blowing him a kiss and then waving as his silhouette retreated out of sight. Silence. Becky leaned back into the slowly rocking swing and stared at the stars overhead for some time. Finally she giggled and stood, skipping back into the house cheerfully. She had a letter to write. Back to the interrogation: The two agents were silent as they assessed the young man, who waited stoically for some sort of reaction from them. He found himself waiting several minutes, which he was not surprised by. "So?" Mark said finally. "Totally hot story, right?" "Yes, we're both agog and atwitter," the tall man said dryly. "Young man, the Temporal Enforcement Agency takes a dim view of using any device, registered or otherwise, being used for reckless personal reasons, forget showing such anachronistic technology to anyone from a time period not acquainted with time travel." "Well, why the hell would I know that?" Mark retorted. "I'm not the one who left a Holmes Field Device lying around in the bushes in the Twenty-First Century where any shmuck could find it. You're lucky it was me and not some deranged criminal." "Be that as it may," the short man interjected. "There are consequences for reckless use of a temporal device." "Imagine that," Mark said somewhat petulantly, having a sinking feeling he knew what was about to happen. "So, what, you're just gonna take it away from me?" Neither man answered immediately. Something occurred to Mark and an evil grin spread across his face. "You can't take it away from me," he concluded, seeing the dismay in their expressions as he figured it out. "I'm meant to have this Holmes Field Device or you already would have. You know I'm going to be using it in the future so there's no way to keep it from me." "Well, your personal future," the tall man admitted. "Much of your personal future is still the past for my partner and I, but this past you're in right now is completely new to the two of us." "So, my future self is in your past but my now self is just happening?" Mark asked. "Wild. How do you keep it all straight?" "By doing as little as is humanly possible," the short man said very firmly. "Even trained experts in quantum and temporal travel can get confused when the timelines gets cluttered." He now pointed to his partner's ear. "You see his bionic ear?" Mark nodded. "I accidentally shoot it off six years from now and there's nothing either of us can do about it. It's his past, because it's already happened to him, but it's my personal future. All I can do now is apologize in advance." The tall agent grunted and looked away, clearly displeased. "That's really deep." Mark mused. "Yes, it is. It's not meant for idiots. And whether you like it or not, certain things can never, ever happen. Time will prevent paradoxes from happening." "Like what?" Mark asked. "For instance, you cannot go back in time and kill your own grandfather before he gives birth to your father, because that would mean you never existed and therefore could never pull the trigger to kill him. A paradox." Mark shrugged. "Okay, but how does it stop me?" "Who can say?" the short agent replied. "All I can tell you is that you simply won't succeed in killing your grandfather, no matter how hard you try and meticulously you plan. If you try to shoot him, the gun will jam. If you try to poison him, it'll turn out he is immune to it or you used tap water by mistake. If you try to strangle him, you might have a heart attack before you finish the job. You; will; be; stopped. The Temporal Enforcement Agency spends most of its time making sure nitwits like you don't get clock-hammered every time they get a dumb idea." "Huh," Mark said, still trying to wrap his brain around all this mumbo-jumbo. If he hadn't fucked Miss Fischer earlier, he still might not believe this was real. "What else can't I do?" "People usually find it's hard to get close to significant historical events," the tall agent mentioned. "Alexander cutting the Gordian Knot, the Crucifixion, the Yalta Summit; Time doesn't like it when people who shouldn't naturally be somewhere try to crowd in and get involved or snap a few pictures. They'll find that the technology fails to get them there, generally. We call it 'The Limelight Effect'. Do yourself a favor and don't try. We've seen people get stranded and die in the wrong era because of the Limelight Effect when the batteries or power source on their device go suddenly dry." "Well; what if I wanted to; ya' know, get with a girl from another time period?" Mark asked. The agents looked at one another and sighed in despair. "You kids and getting laid," muttered the shorter one. "Same principals as before; get too close to a famous women you want to have coitus with and Time will push you away. Try to become yo

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Bauer continues his insightful conversation with Pastor Gary Hamrick about his book, Standing on the Edge of Eternity. They explore God's heart behind prophecy, the role of “the two witnesses,” and why current world events point to Christ's return. Discover how Revelation reveals God's rescue plan for a hurting world. To support this ministry financially, visit: https://www.oneplace.com/donate/707/29

Ready to grow your clientele & revenue? Download "The 20 Client Generators" PDF now and get instant access to strategies that will fill your calendar with potential clients. No complicated tech, no lengthy processes—just real strategies that work. https://info.patrigsby.com/20-client-generators Do you want to stop chasing leads and start attracting them instead? Get Instant Access To The Weekly Client Machine For Just $5.00! https://patrigsby.com/weeklyclientmachine Get Your FREE Copy of Pat's Fitness Entrepreneur Handbook! https://patrigsby.com/feh  --- Mastering Organic Marketing: Lessons in Standing Out In today's episode, Pat Rigsby discusses the increasing difficulty of standing out with organic content amidst the rise of AI-generated material. He shares insights from his wife Holly's successful engagement on social media. Holly, having had a top-selling fitness product and maintained a large customer base, managed to generate strong engagement with personal, relevant, and authentic posts. Pat emphasizes the importance of defining a clear target audience, building relationships, and truly engaging with followers. Tune in for actionable strategies to enhance your organic marketing efforts in a noisy digital landscape. 00:00 Introduction: The Challenge of Standing Out 01:05 Case Study: Holly's Success Story 03:49 Key Strategies for Engagement 05:57 Building Authentic Relationships 08:01 Conclusion: Blueprint for Organic Marketing

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Welcome to 30 Tips in 30 Days! Over the entire month of November, I will be releasing a short, bite sized episode of Fearless Presentations every morning covering things that are absolutely essential to being a better presenter. Whether you've been speaking professionally for years and years or are looking to just start your public speaking journey, applying just these 30 tips I cover here will instantly and easily make you improve as a speaker. And tip number 7 of November is entirely about your physicality. How you present yourself to the audience can be just as important as the words that you say. So if you are trying to be clear and evident in your appeals for attention, the very least you can do is stand up in a room of people seated. Standing also has other benefits that come with it like allowing you to move around the stage, change your speed for emphasis, and project your voice better.Show Notes: 101 Public Speaking Tips For Delivering Your Best Speech(https://www.fearlesspresentations.com/101-public-speaking-tips-for-delivering-your-best-speech/)

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Catch up on all the headlines in Utah Jazz, NBA, College Basketball, NFL, BYU, USU, College Football and Utah Mammoth news with "What is Trending" for November 7, 2025.

A Man For All Seasons is a film about integrity and morality. Standing up against authoritarian that feels very relevant with what is happening tody in 2025.  The performance of Paul Scofield as Sir Thomas More is nothing short of brilliant. And with an incredibly written and thoughtfully paced script, as well as perfect direction by Fred Zinnemann, make this movie truly special.  Listen to film critic Jack Ferdman's take on it as he analyzes everything about A Man For All Seasons as well as many other films from that year, and hear which film he gives his Rewatch Oscar of 1966.Download, listen, and share ALL Rewatching  Oscar episodes.SUBSCRIBE and FOLLOW Rewatching Oscar:Website: https://rewatchingoscar.buzzsprout.comApple Podcasts/iTunesSpotifyGoogle PodcastsiHeart RadioPodchaserPodcast AddictTuneInAlexaAmazon Overcasts Podcast Addict Player FMRSS Feed: https://feeds.buzzsprout.com/1815964.rssWebsite: https://rewatchingoscar.buzzsprout.comSocial Media Links: Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn, Instagram, BlueSkyShare your thoughts and suggestions with us through:Facebook Messenger or email us atjack@rewatchingoscar.com or jackferdman@gmail.comMusic by TurpacShow Producer: Jack FerdmanPodcast Logo Design: Jack FerdmanMovie (audio) trailer courtesy of MovieClips Classic TrailersMovie (audio) clips courtesy of YouTubeSupport us by downloading, sharing, and giving us a 5-star Rating.  It helps our podcast continue to reach many people and make it available to share more episodes with everyone.Send us a text

Brentley Weissman joins the show as we run through every matchup — from Thursday night to Monday night. We'll hit the biggest storylines, key matchups, and our picks for each game. (0:00) Welcome To The Mina Kimes Show Featuring Lenny! (1:55) Raiders @ Broncos Preview (8:15) Giants @ Bears Preview (14:40) Bills @ Dolphins Preview (18:10) Ravens @ Vikings Preview (27:09) Browns @ Jets Preview (27:22) Thoughts On The Jets Trade Deadline Moves (33:26) Patriots @ Buccaneers Preview (39:22) Jaguars @ Texans Preview (42:57) Falcons @ Colts Preview (49:20) Cardinals @ Seahawks Preview (54:44) Saints @ Panthers Preview (57:45) Rams @ 49ers Preview (1:01:48) Lions @ Commanders Preview (1:04:00) Steelers @ Chargers Preview (1:09:10) Eagles @ Packers Preview Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE! Is Belle Grove Plantation haunted? Many have dared to ask, but few were prepared for the answer. Standing on the banks of the Rappahannock River in Virginia, Belle Grove is a place where time folds in on itself. Once home to generations of families — and touched by both the glory and horror of American history — its halls now whisper with something that refuses to fade. Visitors speak of disembodied voices calling from the stairwell. Shadowy figures glide past windows. Soldiers in blue and gray march across the lawns where they once bled. And then there are the two who appear most often: the Lady in White, forever watching from the balcony, and the young African-American girl in a yellow dress, clutching something unseen, her sorrow echoing through centuries. From SyFy Channel's Ghost Hunters to countless paranormal investigators, no one has walked away from Belle Grove unchanged. Electronic voice phenomena, cold spots, and full-bodied apparitions have all been documented inside its walls — making this historic mansion one of the most haunted sites in America. At Belle Grove Plantation, the past isn't over — it's waiting. #RealGhostStories #TheGraveTalks #BelleGrovePlantation #HauntedVirginia #TrueGhostStory #GhostHunters #CivilWarGhosts #HauntedHistory #PlantationGhosts #LadyInWhite #ParanormalPodcast #SupernaturalEncounters Love real ghost stories? Don't just listen—join us on YouTube and be part of the largest community of real paranormal encounters anywhere. Subscribe now and never miss a chilling new story:

Are we living in the last days? On today's edition of Family Talk, Gary Bauer welcomes Pastor Gary Hamrick to discuss his groundbreaking book, Standing on the Edge of Eternity. He shares biblical insights about Revelation's prophecies, the rise of technology in end times events, and why Christians can live with hope instead of fear. To support this ministry financially, visit: https://www.oneplace.com/donate/707/29

Dr. Camden Bucey speaks at the Reformed Forum Annual Theology Conference, held at Lakeland Church in Gurnee, Illinois on September 27, 2025. Dr. Bucey weaves together the themes of the previous lectures into one coherent narrative centered on Christ. The address establishes that the entire grand narrative of Scripture, from the promise of the serpent-crushing seed in Eden to the apocalyptic visions of Daniel, is converging on the single, brilliant point of Christ's person and work. Dr. Bucey emphasizes that Christ's incarnation, life, death, resurrection, and ascension constitute the central objective act of redemption and bring the era of special revelation to its completion. The focus is on Jesus Christ as the Lamb of God, who is the ultimate fulfillment of all covenant promises and redemptive types, particularly the Passover, and the one who brings history to its appointed, glorious consummation, which is the eternal Sabbath rest of God's kingdom. Chapter Markers 00:00 - Introduction: Reformed Forum Conference and Speaker/Topic 00:23 - Bringing Together the Covenantal Threads (Eden, Abraham, David, Exile) 01:44 - Scripture as a Single, Coherent, Unfolding Narrative 03:43 - Christ's Redemptive Acts Complete Special Revelation and Close the Canon 04:37 - The Alpha Creator is the Omega Consummator: The Prophetic Sabbath Rest 05:21 - The Exodus and the Passover as Foundational Redemptive Types 06:16 - Standing at the Summit: The Lamb of God in Whom All Scripture Finds its 'Yes and Amen' 07:09 - Luke 24: Christ's Hermeneutical Key to the Canon (Law, Prophets, Psalms) 09:21 - Essential Element 1: Divine Necessity (The Greek dei - "Must Be Fulfilled") 10:44 - Essential Element 2: The Scope of Fulfillment ("Everything Written About Me") 13:39 - Essential Element 3: Christ's Work as the Fulfillment (The telos - Goal and Consummation) 17:09 - Christ as the True Passover Lamb: John the Baptist's Proclamation 20:10 - Fulfillment in the New Testament: The Eschatological Passover Meal (Last Supper) and True Exodus (Cross) 22:44 - Christ in Consummation: The Lion of Judah is a Lamb That Was Slain (Revelation 5) 24:58 - The Lamb's Worthiness and the Eruption of Universal Worship 27:08 - The Lamb's Work in Consummation: Fulfilling Eden, Abraham, David, and Passover 29:38 - Living in the Already and Not Yet: Awaiting the Final Consummation 32:43 - Living in Light of the Consummation: Witnesses, Worshippers, and Those Who Wait 35:19 - The Unchanging Goal: God Glorified in and Through the Lamb (From Garden to City) 37:32 - Eternal Worship: Joining the Praise of Heaven and Earth (Revelation 5:13) 39:04 - Conclusion

Niners Nightly Show Hour: Larry Krueger discusses the 49ers standing pat at the trade deadline with Todd Husak.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

(00:00) Zolak & Bertrand begin the hour debating whether the Patriots standing pat at the trade deadline was a good thing, or whether they should have made a move to improve. (9:43) We discuss the test the Buccaneers defense could present for the Patriots offensive line and ways to keep Drake Maye upright. (23:31) The crew answers your calls and reactions on everything. (32:06) Zo and Beetle discuss the tragic news of the passing of Dallas Cowboys defensive end Marshawn Kneeland at just 24 years old. See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

NBC Boston's Tom E. Curran joins, talks Pats standing pat at deadline

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When something “bad” happens that you never saw coming, the default human response is blame of self, others, or life itself. In this episode, I invite you to consider a radical reframe: what if the “bad thing” is the precursor to an incoming miracle? Continuing the ongoing conversation about embodying a timeline of Miracle Frequency, we explore how tension is required for growth, why surrender is not bypassing, and how to hold pressure from a grounded seat of responsibility while refusing to let fear have the final say. I share personal stories, powerful examples of grace in action (forgiveness, resilience, leadership), and an invitation to those who feel called to fully embody Miracle Frequency: this path isn't random - you may have been praying for it (even unconsciously). In this episode you'll learn: Why tension and pressure often precede profound transformation How to shift from victimhood to radical responsibility without bypassing your human reality A liberating posture: trusting a bigger orchestration while keeping your feet on the ground What it means to step into a timeline of miracles, not just momentary moments of grace How unreasonable, audacious faith meets practical, day-to-day action Join the work: Miracle Frequency Masterclass (Free, 2 days) — Nov 13 & 14, 11:00–12:15pm AEDT. Best live; replays available. → https://www.giselegambi.com.au/miracle-frequency-masterclass The Presence Room (Monthly) — Be witnessed in the full kaleidoscope of your presence. → https://www.giselegambi.com.au/the-presence-room Prefer a 1:1 conversation? Book a call → https://www.giselegambi.com.au/liberated Or email me at gisele@giselegambi.com.au 00:00 Welcome back: gathering momentum in the Miracle Frequency conversation 01:05 The inspiration: embodying a new timeline of miracles 02:10 When something “bad” happens you never saw coming 02:45 The default human response: blame, shame, and victimhood 03:06 Reframing “bad” as the precursor to a miracle 03:20 Pressure as the catalyst for growth and divine orchestration 04:17 Facing the incomprehensible: when tragedy feels unfair 04:55 Holding the bigger picture of the soul's plan 06:00 Contemplating that others' souls may also be part of the plan 06:34 Standing in conviction even when it seems unreasonable 07:00 The liberating power of trusting there is a larger orchestration 07:16 Witnessing grace through suffering - from cancer to forgiveness 08:12 The Abdallah family story: forgiving the unforgivable and theirFoundation i4Give Foundation 08:52 Everything is a call for love 09:18 Surrendering rather than resisting the “bad thing” 09:32 Finding deeper meaning - moment by moment by moment 10:17 When life conspires for you: miracles you never saw coming 10:47 Reverence for the miracles unfolding in real time 11:09 Invitation to the Miracle Frequency Masterclass (Nov 13–14) 12:03 Unreasonable, unfathomable faith with grounded responsibility 12:19 Not bypassing your humanity: feeling it all and staying real 13:06 Refusing to give fear the final say 13:46 The call to fully embody Miracle Frequency 14:40 This call is not random - you may have manifested it 15:42 A miracle is available no matter what happened before 16:00 Invitation to join or have a conversation 16:50 Deep appreciation and gratitude for the calling 17:27 The duality that births unreasonable faith 17:50 Closing blessings  #MiracleFrequency #PressureCreatesDiamonds #RadicalResponsibility #LeadershipThroughLove #Transmutation #ConsciousLeadership #FaithInAction #SpiritualEvolution #QuantumLeadership #GiseleGambi #TheIntuitivePullPodcast #FromFearToLove #UnreasonableFaith #EmbodiedSpirituality #PresenceRoom

BJU equips students to impact the world as they live for truth, seize opportunities and embrace life experiences. Standing on the authority of the Bible, BJU shapes heads, hearts and backbones for Christ by equipping students to lead lives of integrity and influence others for God's glory. www.bju.edu

Good Morning BT | Thursday, November 6, 2025 6:05 Beth’s Song of the Day6:20 Replay: Charlotte Councilmember-elect Kimberly Owens6:35 Replay: Charlotte Councilmember-elect Kimberly Owens cont.6:50 RAM Biz Update; Nike's new robotic shoes 7:05 Bo & Beth will be moving their cars like a Seinfeld episode7:20 President Trump reaction to Mamdani winning NYC mayor's race / Clip from Erika Kirk interview7:35 Brett Jensen speaks to Sherriff McFadden / Reid Helms from the Crimestoppers BBQ checks in 7:50 MTG appears on The View - is she planning to run for... something? 8:05 Guest: City Council Member Ed Driggs (District 7) - Local elections & being the only Republican on City Council8:20 7 words people don't use anymore (we only got to one... because, of course we did)8:35 We try to get to those other words from the previous segment (we didn't)8:50 Carolina Outdoors' Bill Bartee calls in with a "Hello" story 9:05 Replay: Theresa Payton9:20 Guest: Robert Stricklin of 'Get Your Rear In Gear' & colon cancer awareness9:35 Guest: Jones Angell talks Tarheels9:50 Greg from Oakhurst Pharmacy adds to the 'rear' conversation / Show wrapSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Brentley Weissman joins the show as we run through every matchup — from Thursday night to Monday night. We'll hit the biggest storylines, key matchups, and our picks for each game. (0:00) Welcome To The Mina Kimes Show Featuring Lenny! (1:55) Raiders @ Broncos Preview (8:15) Giants @ Bears Preview (14:40) Bills @ Dolphins Preview (18:10) Ravens @ Vikings Preview (27:09) Browns @ Jets Preview (27:22) Thoughts On The Jets Trade Deadline Moves (33:26) Patriots @ Buccaneers Preview (39:22) Jaguars @ Texans Preview (42:57) Falcons @ Colts Preview (49:20) Cardinals @ Seahawks Preview (54:44) Saints @ Panthers Preview (57:45) Rams @ 49ers Preview (1:01:48) Lions @ Commanders Preview (1:04:00) Steelers @ Chargers Preview (1:09:10) Eagles @ Packers Preview Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

A listener from Salt Lake City, Utah, recounts a lifetime of escalating paranormal activity inside a normal-looking 1960s home — a house her parents dismissed, but one that seemed fully aware of her. As a kid, her bed shook violently in the middle of the night. Every time she ran to her parents, she was told it was “just a truck.” But the shaking didn't stop. Then came the dread. Standing in the hallway. Using the bathroom at night. Feeling a hand reach for the light switch when no one was near. Something was there. Something that wanted her to know it. This wasn't just a haunted house. It was an oppressive, intelligent haunting — one that fed on isolation, grief, and return. She later realized: if she had stayed, it might have convinced her to end her life. If you've ever wondered why some people go back to the place that hurt them — this episode explains it. Some houses don't just haunt… they groom, they pull, and they don't let go. #trueghoststory #hauntedhouse #paranormalactivity #realghoststoriesonline #shadowfigure #sleepparalysis #poltergeist #supernatural #ghostencounters #demonhaunting Love real ghost stories? Don't just listen—join us on YouTube and be part of the largest community of real paranormal encounters anywhere. Subscribe now and never miss a chilling new story:

In this special Beekeeping Today Podcast Short, Jeff and Dr. Jim Tew, from Honey Bee Obscura podcast, take listeners on a reflective visit to the A.I. Root family gravesite in Medina, Ohio — the resting place of Amos Ives Root, the man whose name and innovations helped shape modern beekeeping. Standing among the generations of the Root family, Jeff and Jim discuss the far-reaching influence of A.I. Root, from his first fascination with a swarm on the Medina town square to his pioneering work in beekeeping equipment, candle making, and publishing Gleanings in Bee Culture. Jim reflects on the significance of visiting this site after nearly five decades in beekeeping, while Jeff recounts his early trips to the Root factory seconds store and the fine craftsmanship of Root's woodenware. Together, they explore how the Root legacy continues to touch every corner of American beekeeping. It's a quiet, meaningful walk through history — and a tribute to a man whose curiosity and craftsmanship helped inspire a global beekeeping community. Links and references mentioned in this episode: Honey Bee Obscura - https://honeybeeobscura.com   Brought to you by Betterbee – your partners in better beekeeping. ______________ Betterbee is the presenting sponsor of Beekeeping Today Podcast. Betterbee's mission is to support every beekeeper with excellent customer service, continued education and quality equipment. From their colorful and informative catalog to their support of beekeeper educational activities, including this podcast series, Betterbee truly is Beekeepers Serving Beekeepers. See for yourself at www.betterbee.com ** As an Amazon Associate, we may earn a commission from qualifying purchases Copyright © 2025 by Growing Planet Media, LLC

What did Young Tony ask today? - M&M debate if the 49ers did the right thing by standing pat before the trade deadline, what LA sports teams they hate the most, & more!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Niners Nightly Show Hour: Larry Krueger discusses the 49ers standing pat at the trade deadline and talks to Greg Beachum to preview the Rams.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

General Manager for The California Golden Bears, Ron Rivera joins Murph & Markus to discuss Cal's tough loss to Virginia last week, the NFL trade deadline, & if the 49ers did the right thing by standing patSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

What did Young Tony ask today? - M&M debate if the 49ers did the right thing by standing pat before the trade deadline, what LA sports teams they hate the most, & more!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Was standing pat at the trade deadline the right move by the Patriots?

Deep trust leads to a stronger, more personal relationship with God. In this episode, Zach Fontaine shares the basics of growing closer to God as your Heavenly Father. Join the Fontaine family on Thrive weekdays at 11am MT on Miracle Channel or YouTube! Visit our website to discover new resources that will help you grow closer to Jesus every day. Connect with us on social media: YouTube | Instagram | Facebook | TikTok Follow Zach Fontaine: Instagram | TikTok

Lily Allen's viral new album, West End Girl, digs deep. It catalogs the unraveling of her marriage and the deeper pain that lives between the lines of her lyrical prose. This isn't tabloid fodder—it's what Pitchfork called her most “brutally candid” work, a rare space where a woman can hold an abuser, a system, and her own art in the same frame.While Allen insists the record is “fictionalized,” it's unmistakably laced with real life—even with the unavoidable layer of my own parasocial projection. The title track name-drops the couple's designer—“Found ourselves a good mortgage / Billy Cotton got sorted”—a pointed nod to their now-infamous Architectural Digest home tour, which, in hindsight, aged about as gracefully as Harbour's opening “bit,” greeting the camera crew like a mistress at the door. (Iconic, for all the wrong reasons…and very worth the watch. Psst. All relevant links are down at the bottom!)With almost no pre-launch marketing, the album shot up the charts, hailed by Variety, The New Yorker, and countless fans as her best work yet. (Personally, I've been devoted since her early-2000s protest anthem “Fuck You,” written about George W. Bush.) Still, West End Girl took over my social feed overnight. Yours too, maybe? This is because it touches something deeper than celebrity gossip or divorce voyeurism.Those of us who have spent years minimizing our needs, over-explaining our emotions in an attempt to have them recognized, or trying to contort ourselves into palatable versions of dominant cultural scripts feel a shock of recognition in every song. Allen articulates the quiet grief of being gas-lit into gratitude for crumbs.West End Girl isn't just about Lily Allen and David Harbour—it's about the way patriarchy teaches women to negotiate with our own erasure to serve the agenda of systems of oppression. She's writing from the same ache that so many of us have been metabolizing privately for generations: the manipulation, the gaslighting, the subtle minimizations that we stomach under the guise of love in an attempt to find it/have it/keep it.And that's exactly what the cultural moment is naming out loud. As Vogue recently asked in its viral essay, “Is It Embarrassing to Have Boyfriends Now?”, there's a growing recognition that heterosexual love has long demanded women trade dignity for proximity. Asa Serasin even coined a word for this in 2019—heterofatalism, or the idea that heterosexual relationships are doomed to fail, because women are too often expected to shrink our brilliance, temper our boundaries, and laugh off harm to keep men comfortable.Enter Left Standing: The PodcastI actually recorded the first episode of my new podcast, Left Standing, before West End Girl dropped—but they're part of the same conversation, and I knew I had to discuss them as such.The show is about the reclamation of our narratives: the language, myths, and cultural scripts that have been rewritten and manipulated to serve the false ideals of systems of oppression. In episode one we will trace the etymology of words like gossip (originally meaning “god-sib,” a woman who stands by you in difficult times), and hysteria (from hystera, the womb). We will also discuss the way in which patriarchy rewrites myth, starting with my favorite goddess, the true, often-erased story of Medusa—a survivor punished for being violated.The first episode unpacks these histories and the lineage of tone-policing that still shapes how we hear women like Lily Allen: as “dramatic,” “unladylike,” or “sharing too much.” In it, I quote Melissa' Febos' book Body Work: The Radical Power of Personal Narrative. She writes:Listen to me: It is not gauche to write about trauma. It is subversive. The stigma of victimhood is a timeworn tool of oppressive powers to gaslight the people they subjugate into believing that by naming their disempowerment they are being dramatic, whining, attention-grabbing, or else beating a dead horse. By convincing us to police our own and one another's stories, they have enlisted us in the project of our own continued disempowerment.Because when survivors tell the truth, someone will call it embarrassing, dramatic, attention-grabbing, unnecessary, not lady-like, or a lie.And every time we tell it anyway, we reclaims our power—and gives others permission to do the same.As this is our first episode, your shares, comments, likes and subscribes mean OH SO much to me!Details and resources below!Thank you Jacquline Burtney for designing this! If you want to know why we went in this direction—listen to the episode for the feminist story of the iconic Medusa!Housekeeping Notes:* What happened to Business Witch? Well…a random woman who said she owned the trademark for “The Business Witch” demanded I rebrand. In lieu of litigating over the matter, I did. And I like this title way better…what about you? That being said, our old episodes have been archived and are available on this platform for paid subscribers only. Additionally, I'll be releasing a mini business lesson in the form of a podcast once per month. To access this content, you also must be a paid subscriber. As a thank you for subscribing, if you join at the annual level you'll get access to my upcoming nervous system regulation class, Regulate To Rise happening on November 18. If you subscribe as “A Real Witch” you'll be entered to win free birth chart readings with me 2x a year PLUS all other paid subscriber benefits. This community space is subscriber-supported. To get access to archived content and exclusive business lessons, upgrade your subscription.* What does this mean for Business Witch: The Course? It will henceforth be known as The Feminist Business Framework. It relaunches in early 2026 and will be getting a make over! I'll be updating all course material, adding a module on Launching, and generally making the entire thing even better. When you Subscribe to this space, not only will you get access to old and archived episodes, you'll get first access to the re-launch and the ability to apply the cost of your Substack subscription to your course enrollment fee. Join the waitlist here.Resources mentioned in this episode:Melissa Febos' Body Work: The Radical Power of Personal NarrativeThe Feminist Origins of Gossip by Ashley D'ArcyThe History of Hysteria by Ada McVeanDemetra George's Mysteries of the Dark MoonVogue Is Having A Boyfriend Embarrassing NowLily Allen's AD Home TourLily Allen's West End GirlNew York Magazine: The Trouble With Wanting MenGo deeper with me…I have a few spots left for birth chart readings for the year. If you want to see where Medusa, or other such goddesses live in your chart, grab a spot before they sell out!I'll be running a special on intensives for coaching for Black Friday—there are limited spots…if you want to grab one before they go live, message me.I am so curious if you have a personal goddess of resonance…let me know if a story has spoken to/through you!What is your favorite track on West End Girl? Comment and let me know! This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit carakovacs.substack.com/subscribe

“What if you took the idea about go to hell pants and expanded it to every part of your life?” Our next guest, Dr. Evan Thomas Woods, Senior Lecturer at The Ohio State University, posed this very question on our program this week. Listen up, Dr. Woods is maybe the third or fourth PhD who we have coerced into appearing here, and we got pretty cerebral.We pondered Columbus, Ohio, “value theory,” ethics and aesthetics, the “need to be systematized,” the ups and downs of veganism, “Standing up against a world that's becoming flat and conformist,” “use it or lose it” creativity, HIS TRIPLE DIGIT COLLECTION OF JACKETS, fuck you jackets, go to hell pants, pulling inspiration from old paintings, “pattern maximalism,” fit pic philosophy, “school picture day smile,” Ivy brands: J. Press, J. Crew, Ralph Lauren, Chipp, etc, collecting, collections, so throw caution to the wind, and check it out!

We talk with George about his experiences with resilience and producing his documentary.  He has a special gift for the first 10 listeners!  Here's the link: https://pro.speakerhub.com/speaker-feedback/?qr=3a30639f-a157-4c66-8890-66143a59a84e  Write a review and get a link to view Last House Standing for FREE.Support the showSuggest a topic or ask a question: alex@wxguide.comVisit our conference site: www.hurricanecenterlive.comThanks for listening and please share with your friends and co-workers.

How does the Devil cause so much mayhem among believers? He has help! He and his minions set their sights on believers trying to make them fall . . . and they’re quite good at what they do. But today on A NEW BEGINNING, Pastor Greg Laurie points out victory is assured for God’s children when we stand in the victory of Jesus. We’re in the Garden of Eden today watching Adam and Eve struggle against the temptation of our adversary, and we’ll see how that struggle affects us even today. Looking for hope or know someone who is? Join Greg Laurie at the Harvest Crusade: Hope for America on November 16! Get event information here. — Become a Harvest Partner today and join us in knowing God and making Him known through media and large-scale evangelism, our mission of over 30 years. Explore more resources from Pastor Greg Laurie, including daily devotionals and blogs, designed to answer your spiritual questions and equip you to walk closely with Christ.Support the show: https://bit.ly/anbsupportSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

How does the Devil cause so much mayhem among believers? He has help! He and his minions set their sights on believers trying to make them fall . . . and they’re quite good at what they do. But today on A NEW BEGINNING, Pastor Greg Laurie points out victory is assured for God’s children when we stand in the victory of Jesus. We’re in the Garden of Eden today watching Adam and Eve struggle against the temptation of our adversary, and we’ll see how that struggle affects us even today. Looking for hope or know someone who is? Join Greg Laurie at the Harvest Crusade: Hope for America on November 16! Get event information here. — Become a Harvest Partner today and join us in knowing God and making Him known through media and large-scale evangelism, our mission of over 30 years. Explore more resources from Pastor Greg Laurie, including daily devotionals and blogs, designed to answer your spiritual questions and equip you to walk closely with Christ.Support the show: https://bit.ly/anbsupportSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The Lord of Armies: Realigning with Heaven | Angels, Jericho & the Remnant's Joshua Moment | KIB 504 Kingdom Intelligence Briefing Description In KIB 504, Dr. Michael and Mary Lou Lake unpack why God is called Yahweh Sabaoth (Lord of Armies) and how the remnant can realign with heaven for the days ahead. From angelic activity and the reality of the unseen realm to Joshua's strategy at Jericho, this episode calls the Body of Messiah to covenant faithfulness, obedient prayer, and Spirit-led warfare. Expect a strong exhortation to reject deception, resist mind control, and cooperate with heaven's armies so that God's will is done on earth as it is in heaven (Matt. 6:10). Key Scriptures (ESV): Genesis 1:1; Hebrews 11:1–3; Joshua 5–6; 2 Corinthians 12:2; Ephesians 6:10–18 Resources & Connect: • Weekly updates & archives: kingdomintelligencebriefing.com • Support the ministry: store.biblicallifeassembly.org • Mail: Biblical Life, P.O. Box 160, Seymour, MO 65746 Call to Action:

In Episode 171 of the Best Coach Ever podcast, Lynette dives deep into one of her favorite topics—Instagram—and unpacks why so much of the platform feels stale right now. If you've been doing “everything right” on Instagram (perfect hooks, trending audios, polished B-rolls) but your engagement still feels flat, this episode is your reality check and reset.Lynette explains how the rise of AI and copy-paste content has created a sea of sameness, why “authentic” now matters more than “aesthetic,” and how showing up as your unfiltered self can actually make your business more profitable. From her viral “Tiny Mic” videos to sharing both her million-dollar wins and vulnerable moments online, she breaks down what kind of content is converting best right now—and it's not what most coaches think.If you've been stuck in the content hamster wheel, this episode will help you ditch the formula and find your real voice again.And if you love this episode, don't forget to leave a 5-star rating and quick review—it's the best way to support the show and help us keep bringing you real, honest conversations like this one.In this episode, we cover:1) The Instagram Struggle Is Real [0:00 – 3:42]-Why even “perfect” content doesn't always perform.-The truth about algorithm fatigue and audience burnout.2) The Content Problem No One Wants to Admit [3:43 – 6:08]-How AI and regurgitated templates have made social media sound the same.-Why followers are craving originality and human connection again.3) When Strategy Starts to Backfire [6:09 – 7:42]-How over-strategizing can drain creativity and authenticity.-The tension between “what works” and what actually feels good to post.4) What's Really Working on Instagram Right Now [7:43 – 10:32]-Why real, vulnerable, and imperfect content outperforms polished education posts.-How “unfiltered honesty” builds deeper trust and leads to clients.5) The Tiny Mic Era & Being Bold Online [10:33 – 14:30]-How Lynette's raw, opinionated “Tiny Mic” videos changed her business.-Why showing your personality—even the strong opinions—makes you magnetic.6) Sharing Success and Struggle Without Fear [14:31 – 20:10]-The power of documenting your wins publicly (even when it feels scary).-How transparency and vulnerability create real audience loyalty.7) Bringing the Human Back to Social Media [20:11 – End]-Why “self-documentation” content beats how-to posts every time.-A practical challenge to share real stories instead of recycled tips.

Even if you're a solo service-provider, you need a clear and consistent brand to establish credibility and communicate to prospects your personality and vision for the business. Similarly, if you've been in business for a while, you need to make sure your brand is still current by rebranding and refreshing your assets. Today, I'm interviewing my rebrand creative director Jasmine Haitalani of Highflier Powerhouse to break down the ins and outs of branding in today's everchanging market.   Chapters 00:28 - Meet Jasmine Haitalani 01:40 - From Kendra Scott to creative director and entrepreneur  05:25 - Standing out instead of blending in 13:32 - When (and how) to brand and rebrand  23:25 - The best rebrands do this…   Be sure to check out Jasmine's podcast, Brand Your Way to a Million, at  https://highflierpowerhouse.com/podcast You can follow her agency, Highflier Powerhouse, on Instagram at https://www.instagram.com/highflierpowerhouse/ To learn more, visit https://highflierpowerhouse.com/ Visit my website at https://www.HeatherJoyHubbard.com and follow me on Instagram at https://instagram.com/HeatherJoyHubbard Leave a comment on the YouTube version of this episode at https://youtu.be/0UYhwL3uPcU  

In this solo episode of Not Alone, Valeria takes listeners on a journey through her past and present, from celebrating her 35th birthday and Rosh Hashanah with family, to reflecting on the early days of her modeling career in Paris and Japan. She opens up about the lessons learned from those formative years, from living in cramped model apartments to finding her voice and standing up for herself in an often unforgiving industry. Valeria also shares how she's been reconnecting with joy and confidence lately, discovering new passions like dance, heels classes, and even a few unexpected finds (like smut & Quinn). It's a nostalgic, funny, and refreshingly honest episode about growth, self-expression, and feeling empowered at every stage of life. Shop my looks from this episode: https://shopmy.us/shop/collections/2723615 Follow me: https://www.instagram.com/valerialipovetsky/  What I talked about:  0:30 - Start of the episode 1:00 - The decision to throw a birthday party 3:20 - The family birthday dinner 4:00 - Rosh Hashanah & family traditions 5:50 - Early modeling days in Paris 8:13 - The hard lessons learned 11:25 - Living in a model apartment 13:15 - Standing up for herself and others 16:00 - Living in Japan & enjoying life 17:06 - Being part of the golden era of modeling 18:11 - Discovering smut & spreading the word 21:00 - Stumbling upon Quinn & loving it 22:20 - Taking a heels class 24:50 - Dancing in the Russian culture 25:59 - Feeling herself & learning new things Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Joel is joined by a creative boss who is different on purpose…and proud of it. Kim Kramer is the fearless leader and marketing queen behind the award-winning Square Peg Marketing, where she and her team are a powerhouse of talent. For more than 15 years, she has blended cutting-edge creativity with data-driven insights to help bold brands move the needle. Nothing basic. Just bold, splashy solutions for businesses that are ready to level up.Website: https://www.neverfitin.com/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/kimakramer/?hl=en Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/kimkingkramer/Check out the conversation on YouTube: https://youtu.be/yjO8uG1BNfM

It started like any normal night in a quiet London flat — until things began to vanish. First, small items: CDs, jewelry, trinkets. Then, the cold certainty that something unseen was moving between rooms. When one flatmate screamed in terror, the truth revealed itself — a Victorian woman in full 19th-century dress, standing silently behind her.   The spirit of the lady looked directly at her — holding open a book with a secret letter inside, pleading for someone to find it. When morning came, a hollow wall revealed what might have been the ghost's lost fireplace… and her final message. Meanwhile, across the ocean in rural Kentucky, two brothers fishing at night discovered something monstrous lurking in the trees — a massive, brown-furred creature that stalked their home and knocked in rhythmic threes. It wasn't a bear. It wasn't human. And when they threw a Bible at it, the thing fled on two legs. From the haunted parlors of London to the dark woods of Appalachia, these are real encounters that defy explanation — ghosts, cryptids, and the shadows between. #ghoststory #haunting #realghoststories #bigfoot #cryptid #paranormal #hauntedhouse #victorianghost #apparition #scarytales #supernatural #realghoststoriesonline Love real ghost stories? Don't just listen—join us on YouTube and be part of the largest community of real paranormal encounters anywhere. Subscribe now and never miss a chilling new story: