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The Time Riders: Part 9 Planning Another Vacation Time Travel. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 16 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Cast of Characters: Mark Simmons: 18 year old High School grad, enamored with Miss Becky Fischer. He finds the time machine and builds a new life. Uses various aliases in traveling. Rebecca 'Becky' Fischer: Mark's Physics teacher. Very intelligent, in her later twenties, Shapely Tall Blonde, lusty bisexual, D Cup tits. Martial arts expert, Uses various aliases in traveling. Henri: Claims to be a French physician and Apothicary. Chester Edgerton: Time traveling mentor, living in 17th Century French village. Cardinal Richelieu: ‘The Red Duke'. Statesman and Roman Catholic Cardinal. Dispises Queen Anne. Alexandra D'Assaut ('Alexa', or 'Lexi': Lady in waiting (and trusted advisor) to Queen Anne of France, Lusty bisexual, Very Tall, Busty DD tits, long golden blonde hair, Blue eyed. Lisette: servant (and lover) of Lady Alexandra, young, bespeckled brown eyes. Short, shapely, with wavy dark hair, bisexual. Dhallyla: Mark's mother. Roxy: Mark's sister. Nanu: An Egyptian slave of Pompeneia Flavius, purchased by Becky, dark complexion. Pompeneia: Roman hostess of Orgies. Lusty wife of Flavius, Mother of Domitia, bisexual, tall and shapely. Flavius: Roman aristocrat, husband of Pompeneia, protective father of Dometia, Domitia: Lusty young daughter of Pompeneia and Flavius. A pledged Vestal Virgin, Escapes to Sumeria when sentenced to death by starvation by Roman court. The Retiallis: A gladiator of the Collosseum. Prefers the trident spear and netting, to subdue opponents. Escapes to Sumeria. Rullus: A bulky gladiator of huge physical dimensions. Has an affection for Achilleia. Escapes to Sumeria. Achilleia: A fierce female gladiator. Prefers the whip and sword as weapons. Has a crush on Rullus. Escapes to Sumeria. Roxy stomped out of his room, trying to not slam the door behind her. Once he heard her heading down the stairs, Mark sank onto the corner of his bed and exhaled loudly, another shiver running up his spine. He suddenly had to pee. Had he really told Roxy the truth? He hadn't planned to, but he didn't exactly know what he planned to tell her, either. Now that he thought of it, telling her the truth was even more ridiculous than any appreciable lie he could have come up with, wasn't it? Of course she wouldn't believe him about a time machine, and she was quite reasonable not to. Just because it was true didn't mean she was committing an error in judgment. But now what? He had no idea how long her coerced 'promise' would hold her. She was really hot under the collar, and Roxy didn't take losing well at the best of times. He'd just have to be careful, he supposed. More so. He sighed and looked down at her little weed pipe, still in its baggie. In a moment of panic, when Roxy had been standing over him and threatening to slug him across the jaw, he'd made an instant decision; taking a lesson from his playbook with Becky; and resolved that he would get into Danni's house and filch the pipe, because he knew Roxy kept it there. He'd heard her talking over the phone about it with Danni at various points, and never really thought anything of it. Until now. He was familiar with Danni's house, since she'd been best friends with Roxy since they were little. When the two families were having dinner together, the girls had often dragged Mark upstairs and dressed him in girl's clothes and put makeup on him, like he was a doll for their tea parties. He also knew that Danni's parents didn't care if she smoked, because he'd heard Roxy lament this fact over the phone, wishing her parents were that cool. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to do the math of all this in his head. It would take Roxy thirty minutes to reach Danni's house in her car, to ask what the Hell had happened. But Danni would protest, insisting she'd never betray her friend and give Mark the pipe. Then she'd prove it by showing Roxy it was exactly where it was supposed to be, which was taped inside to the top of her underwear drawer. Only it wouldn't be there. Unless Mark went back to Danni's place and stashed it again, before the girls got up to her room. And then got out again. That'd really fuck with Roxy's head, and make Danni think Rox had gone insane. It took eight minutes for Mark to fire up and prime the Holmes Field Device, which was sitting in a corner in the basement that no one ever used. It was dead space, and as safe as any place else could be that wasn't Becky's basement. Eight minutes to prime it and program in the coordinates and the time. Like, literally a minute after he'd apparently gotten the pipe out of there to begin with. What? His mind was almost spinning at the logic flips. He had to return the pipe before he actually stole it? When did he steal it if he hadn't done it before returning it? And did that mean he had to steal it twice? He could account, apparently, for Danni not being in her room the first time, because he'd seemingly gotten away with it. If he landed a minute or so after he had burgled her, he would have the time he needed, he hoped, before she came back from wherever she was. Return it; steal it later, when no one is looking, then return it; I think. He heard the distinct sound of Roxy's Mustang roaring away down the road angrily. He somehow doubted that he had thirty minutes. What if he miscalculated and got caught? The obvious issues aside, how did he explain the Holmes Field Device? Could he explain it? People in this era thought time travel was fanciful sci-fi, after all. What happened then? He dropped the baggie on the bed, clasped his face in his hands and groaned, the number of calculations he needed to do making his head hurt. He really needed to stop pulling his solutions out of his ass, he was going to give himself a time-hemorrhoid. Time was wasting. "Wow, Mark," Becky mused as she sat in her lounger, sipping at the Falernian wine. Her bottles were almost gone, and they'd soon have to go back to their secret place in the woods and get more. It had been a rather involved operation, getting the giant vats aged a certain number of years back in the Roman era, then transporting them into the present and burying them again, so that they had a large stock of perfectly aged wine. "You sure like to play with fire, don't you?" "Tell me about it," he said wearily, as he sat on the couch, long pull drink from his own wine glass. "Can't believe it went off without a hitch." "You were near death that first night with me," Becky said rather somberly, concerned about the stress on her student's face. "And that only required one trip on your part, and my belief in myself. This little circus, however, I'll be amazed if your time cops don't show up to lecture you again. You'd deserve it." "I felt trapped, okay?" he said, trying to keep the exasperation out of his voice. He knew Becky was right, and he didn't want to snap at her. It had just really worn him out. He'd lost track of when he was supposed to be there, and how often. He'd eventually concluded that dumb luck had saved him from criminal charges, not to mention any other headaches. "I just; when telling her the truth didn't make her go away, I jumped into my playbook, which at this time, consists of what I did with you." "What would you have done, exactly, if she'd believed you about the Holmes Field Device?" Becky queried, looking at him with interest. He considered and gave a halfhearted shrug. "I guess I knew she wouldn't, because if I told Roxy I was a guy, she'd yank my pants down to make sure. But to answer your question, I; I dunno. I was just really outta options." "I know you know this, Mark, but we obviously have to find ways for you to be even more careful," she said in a gentle tone. "You haven't timelocked yourself yet, but I wouldn't be surprised if you came really close there." "No shit," he muttered, scowling at his glass. "Sorry, just stressed." "Oh, poor baby," Becky cooed, getting out of her seat and coming over to sit down next to Mark. She pulled him into lean on her and then rested his face between her opulent tits, knowing exactly the effect this would have on him. "Just relax, it's all fine now." Mark sighed and nuzzled into her tits, relaxing a little. His teacher's scent and her glorious softness had a calming effect on his frazzled nerves. "Uhd, we should go on vacation in some remote time for a year or so. I could use it." Becky giggled, stroking her fingers through her student's dark hair. "If only we could." "Well, why couldn't we?" Mark reasoned, still nuzzling and refusing to leave his nest. "We've got a time machine, don't we?" "Mark, a two-week vacation is one thing, but longer stretches are problematic." "Why?" Becky sighed and put down her wine, opting to just hold him while he nuzzled her boobs. It wasn't like she didn't enjoy the sensation, after all. She knew that Mark, even though he was at least as experienced a time traveler as she was at this point, was still an eighteen-year-old boy, who had failed her Physics course. He just wasn't good at this stuff yet. But he took her with him readily, and she would have all the patience in the world until he caught up. If he ever did. "Mark, let's say you and I did indeed go on vacation for a year, somewhere in the time stream," she began, still stroking his wavy, dark hair. "And let's say we left tonight." "Sounds good, I'm in," Mark replied in a muffled tone. She smirked and continued. "And we come back after a year, to, say, an hour after we left, no one would notice, right?" "That's the beauty of it," he agreed, nodding in her boobs. "But we'd notice," she pointed out. We'd be a whole year older than when we left. When you got back, everyone would be trying to celebrate your nineteenth birthday, when, in reality, you're twenty. And you're the only one aside from me who knows it. Thanks to my captivity in the Louvre, I'm already a month older than our calendar indicates, so my birthday is technically inaccurate." He paused as he considered what she was saying. "And let's say, God forbid, that the time machine broke down somewhere in the past," she said, her voice taking on a serious tone. "Neither of us knows how to fix it, and there's absolutely no guarantee that we'd be able to find someone who could. What if it took the two of us five years to repair it, against all odds? We'd arrive back, an hour after we left, if we could, and everyone would notice we were magically five years older. I'd be thirty, you'd be twenty-three. We'd both look somewhat older, undoubtedly. How would we account for that?" Mark said nothing, just listening. "The only alternative would be to arrive five years in the future, to make up the difference, but then we've been AWOL with no explanation for five years," she continued. "Sure, maybe you can say you joined the merchant marines without a moment's notice, but what would I say?" She took his chin gently and turned his head to look up into her blue eyes. "We can't mess with the time stream and people's lives like that," she said quietly, almost sadly. "We're not from an era where time travel is the norm and people know what to expect." "You sure know how to take the fun out of time travel, Becks," he sighed, shaking his head. She giggled and cradled him in her bosom again, knowing he didn't mean it. "Silly," she cooed, jiggling her tits against his face a little. "You know better than anyone how much fun I can be in the time stream." "Yeah, that's true," Mark admitted, smiling and turning over on his back to look up at her while he lay in her lap. She was wearing black yoga pants, and a tight tank top and gave her impressive bust lots of breathing room. "But I really could use a little time away, to be honest. This nonsense stressed me out." "I'm sure it did, and hopefully you'll start thinking about these things ahead of time," she agreed, poking him in the nose. "In terms of what we could do, I have been giving the matter some thought." Mark raised an eyebrow. Becky never had bad ideas. Not compared to his, in any event. "I'm all ears." "Hardly," Becky giggled, reaching her hand down to gently cup his crotch beneath his jeans. "Let me explain first. You're not the only one with a predicament, although mine isn't necessarily self-inflicted." "Still listening," Mark said dryly, noticing the cheerful jibe. "It's difficult, being separated by three months the way we are," Becky said, caressing his cheek. "You, the Mark lying in my lap, you're from my upcoming summer. Me, I'm still waiting for the school year to finish. And three times a week, I see you in my classroom, and have to remind myself that the you sitting in that desk is not only still a minor, still, but has absolutely no idea about any of this." Mark said nothing, considering. "And I have to constantly be on guard, making sure I'm not sitting behind my desk, gazing at you dreamily in an off moment, or reminding myself not to sext you from the bathroom." "Damn, now I kinda wish you had," Mark mused, making her snicker. "Silly. What I'm saying, is that I think in the very near future, we'll need to not see each other for three months, as agonizing as that sounds, so that I can catch up with you." Mark screwed up his face as he thought about that. "That does sound sucky." "Oh, it won't be for you," Becky pointed out. "You get to hop on your time machine and return to three months from now, just like you always do every time we meet up. You won't even notice the difference. But you've also very tacitly avoided my future self for now, haven't you?" He nodded. "Yeah, you said to. Not that hard; it's a big city, and you told me where you tend to be at any given time, so it isn't much of a challenge." "Well, I want to catch up," Becky said firmly. "I want us to be on the same relative time frame, so that we don't need to worry about twists and so on, where things can go wrong. And if that means not seeing this you for three months," she whispered, placing her hand gently on his crotch, "and no time travelling for me because you've got the Holmes Field Device, then I'll manage. But it needs fixing, Mark." "Okay, done," Mark agreed, nodding. "But you mentioned something fun, which hasn't come up yet in this presentation so far." "Well," Becky began again. "I was thinking that we really should go and get Nanu and bring her forward with us. "It's not fair to leave her in that villa by herself. She doesn't really know how to look after herself, after all." "But we can keep visiting her," Mark pointed out. "She doesn't understand time travel, she'd hardly notice." "If we keep coming back to the same point in time to visit her, or at least within the same period frequently, it's true that little or no time will have passed for her," Becky said. "But we have our own lives, and goodness only knows when we'll have the time to pop out to Imperial Rome again. Years might pass for us before we can see her. How would we explain how much older we look to her?" "That again," Mark sighed, resenting the mathematical drudgery of time travel. "Yeah, that would freak her out. And as far as she's concerned, I'm still your slave, and she is too." "It's a notion I'll have to disabuse her of, once we bring her back here," Becky confirmed. "But I was thinking we'd have some fun when we go back and get her, and then she could stay with me. I'd spend our three months apart teaching her about our time and world, and when you meet us, we'd all be caught up together. Sound good?" "Well, I can't imagine it not being fun if you're around," Mark replied, grinning and sitting up, feeling considerably better after this talk with his teacher. "What're we gonna use to get the funds?" "Well," Becky said, making a cute show of thinking. "I've actually checked with that chroniques dealer? The one over on Adelaide that we were directed to?" "You've been busy!" Mark laughed, putting his arm around her shoulder. "I like to be prepared," she purred, snuggling into his side. "Anyway, I told him about my complete collection of Monchhichi minis that I inherited from my older cousin when I was young. Never did anything with 'em, because they just took up shelf space. But he's willing to give me a lot of money for them, apparently they're huge in the thirty-third century." "Well, of course they are," Mark said, rolling his eyes. "I; what the Hell are they, anyway? Never heard of 'em." "Oh, just collectible figurines from Japan in the Seventies, they look like cute little lolicon monkeys, along with a plushie toyline and several cartoons," she explained, waiving dismissively. "I couldn't care less about them, and if they make some person happy thirteen hundred years in the future, great. I'm getting lots of money for 'em." "Okay," Mark agreed, shrugging. "I was gonna sell my dad's Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robots or Micronauts if we needed the geld. I'd probably get a good price on those, too." "You will," she confirmed. "But my lolicon monkeys are worth more, so we'll use them. So, we'll go see Nanu, tell her what's really up, have a lot of fun, spread my money around, and then bring her back. Sound good? I think two weeks of solid sucking and fucking should make you forget your woes." "I can hardly wait," Mark declared. "Why wait at all, big boy?" she purred again, as she undid his fly and bent her head down while fishing his cock out of his pants. Nanu sighed as she sat on the solium, kicking her legs back and forth slowly as she looked at the mosaic on the floor. It had been over a week now since she had seen anybody, let alone her mistress. As gorgeous as her surroundings were, this expansive villa hidden in the distant hills outside of mighty Rome, she was decidedly lonely. She'd never really spent any appreciable time by herself before Lady Aurora had purchased her from the Flavians. Despite her mistress' unwelcome absence, she found herself smiling as she thought of her. Lovely, lovely Lady Aurora Horatia; tall, with long, golden blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, sensuous lips that were always parted to show her white teeth and radiant smile. Her thoughts turned to the lady's other parts now, and she blushed. She thought of her mistress' lovely neck, supple shoulders, her large, perky bust, trim waist and glorious, tight ass. Nanu felt warm as she pictured Lady Aurora's cunt, which she kept smooth and clean; so unusual for a Roman patrician woman. She had long, strong dancer's legs, just like Nanu. She remembered how captivated she'd been while she watched Lady Aurora dance at the orgy. Bonosus. Lady Aurora's principal slave, and her lover. Dark, wavy hair, and deep brown eyes; he was unnaturally tall, at least to Nanu, with an athletic build, broad shoulders, and a small waist that was hard to the touch; and his cock was huge. It had felt like it was tearing Nanu apart when she rode on it with wild abandon. She came out of her reverie and looked around again, sighing forlornly. The villa was beautiful, with plastered walls covered in colorful frescoes, mosaic floors, indoor bathing chambers and toilets, beautiful gardens, a stream just behind the building, and all the delicious food she could eat. She had all the creature comforts any slave could ever want, but it was still quiet and lonely for her. She looked down at herself, using her fingers to pull slightly at the material of the top of the dress she wore. It was a spare garment, made of quality linen, one of several Lady Aurora had bought for Nanu from the Flavius family. Of course, the slave girl was thrilled beyond words to wear such a thing, and in all ways, she saw her ownership by Lady Aurora as a turning point in her life, the beginning of something wonderful beyond words. She and Bonosus were the luckiest slaves to ever live. But not if she was so very alone. Nanu, born into poverty in the tiny settlement of Akhmim in Egypt, the youngest of twelve children. Sold into slavery to the Flavians at a tender age to help feed her family, she'd lived a hard life, doing the most menial of tasks for the wealthy Roman family at their home in Tepihu, far up the Nile. But then they discovered she could dance, and dance well. She was sent to the principal Flavian household in distant Rome, a place she'd only ever heard of, and could never imagine. She danced for the patriarch and his wife, and they agreed to keep her on, as long as her legs held out. So Nanu danced relentlessly, determined to never return to the misery she'd known before. Within a year, she was the leader of the dancing girls the Flavians owned, and whatever jealousies the other girls might have held were quickly cast aside. Nanu understood that if she treated them all equally, she was more likely to prosper, rather than looking after only herself at their expense. She was lovers with all of them, and it wasn't long before she was fucking the lord and lady as well. Her position was as secure as a slave's could be under such circumstances. True, she was still punished, quite often for things beyond her control. But the Flavians were not overly harsh with her, having her flogged with short, thin reed brooms, to avoid scarring her. It hurt, and she cried, but she inevitably recovered, usually to be fucked by Master Flavius as she soon as she could walk. She left the chair and walked over to a small table, on which sat a highly polished silver mirror. She picked it up and looked at herself, pursing her lips, assessing her features. She'd always concluded that she was at least somewhat attractive, since men (and women) always wanted to fuck her. She was aware that being a highly trained dancer gave her a desirable physique for a slave, and her strong, taut muscles kept her cunt tight. Her tits were not overly large, but were pronounced from her torso, and jiggled when she danced or ran. She thought they swayed nicely when she walked. She had the creamy bronze skin of the people of the Black Lands, children of the pharaohs. Her thick hair was a glossy blue-black, and she kept it trimmed to just past her jaw, in the manner of women in her country. Her eyes were a warm hazel, with tawny flecks many of the other dancing girls described as bewitching and seductive. If only she could- "Well now, if it isn't everyone's favorite dancing slave," quipped a lyrical voice from nearby. Nanu's head snapped around and she cried out in delight as she espied Lady Aurora standing in the door nearby, with Bonuses just behind, looming over her and grinning. Nanu had been so wrapped up in looking at her reflection and feeling sorry for herself that she hadn't even heard them approach. "Mistress!" the Egyptian girl called out as she darted across the room and threw herself into Lady Aurora's waiting arms. "Magistra! How I Have Missed You!" "We've missed you too, Nanu," Becky said softly, hugging the shorter girl and kissing the top of her head while Nanu burst into tears. "I'm sorry we were away for so long." "It felt like forever, mistress, I won't lie," Nanu said, choking back her sobs before pressing her mouth to Becky's and kissing her fiercely. Becky returned the kiss gladly, and the women greeted one another with tangling tongues and wandering hands for nearly a minute before they needed to breathe. Nanu looked up at Becky now, her eyes still wide and wet with emotion. "May I; may I say hello to Bonosus, mistress?" "I'm pretty sure he's counting on it," Becky said, stepping aside and giggling as Nanu flung herself against Mark, kissing him feverishly, but with her hands predictably snaking down his frame and under his tunic to fondle his cock. "Goodness, girl, did those toys I left get no love from you in my absence?" "Oh, mistress, they got loved day and night," Nanu replied, turning to look at Becky since she was being addressed. "But I do not need to tell you that it is hardly the same as the real thing, as to have a real lover. And I am sorry if it makes me sound deficient, but; I am not good at being alone. I am not at all used to it." "Oh, I'm sorry, darling," Becky said as Mark picked Nanu up in his arms and carried her back into the room. Nanu had her arms around his neck, and seemed to be in absolute heaven, now that the two most important people in her life had returned. "But we're back now, and we have no intention of leaving you behind again." Nanu looked curious. "Won't leave me behind again; are we going somewhere, mistress? Are we to leave the villa?" "It will take some explaining, I promise you that," Becky answered, nodding. "But first, I think the three of us should fuck one another stupid all over the villa, don't you?" Nanu's face lit up at her mistress' suggestion and she nodded eagerly. "Yes, mistress! I want to fuck you both until I cannot see or walk straight!" Becky made a grand gesture with her hand, taking in the whole villa. "Then you may pick where we fuck, my love. Anywhere, as much as you please. We await your pleasure." Nanu looked around in almost breathless excitement as Mark put her down. She didn't know where to begin, only that she wanted to fuck Mistress Aurora and Bonosus in every single area of the villa. She'd been so glum that she barely noticed how horny she was. Now the rampant feelings of lust washed over her, and her cunt was shamefully wet. She grabbed Becky's hand and pulled her excitedly along through the house. "This way!" she exclaimed, her eyes wide with anticipation. "I want us to bathe and fuck!" Becky and Mark laughed as they followed the Egyptian girl into the small antechamber in front of the sudatorium, which Mark and Becky would normally identify as a sauna. They were amazed at the speed with which Nanu had not only removed her own clothes, but also undressed the two of them. Clearly she was in great need and had no intention of waiting. She had apparently lit the fire to heat the small room earlier in the day, for her own use, and now all she had to do was scrub the three of them down before bringing them inside. With a small sponge and rough linen cloths, she did this quickly. She then brought them into the sweat room, which was filled with steam already. Rocks in the little containment chamber over the brazier heated water and caused the steam, while small pouches of herbs hung over the rocks, and wine dripped through them to sizzle and evaporate, giving the steam a heady, aromatic quality that often left guests somewhat drunk. The three now stretched out on the wooden benches that lined the wall, sighing and relaxing for a moment before Nanu's eagerness overtook her. She crawled on top of Becky and kissed her deeply, squirming her body down into her mistress' while they fondled one another. Mark watched on lazily, knowing that the day was young, and it was best that he conserve his strength. Keeping up with Nanu's libido was no small task, not to mention Becky's once she got going. It wasn't long before the two girls were locked in a slippery, trembling sixty-nine, moaning as they lapped at one another's twats and fingered each other's puckered knots. Nanu came so hard she almost shrieked inside Becky's cunt, while the blonde goddess shuddered and speared her tongue deep inside her lover as she came, glazing Nanu's face with her cum. Both girls seemed almost to become puddles, sighing languidly as they lay together, bodies shining with sweat. Through the haze of steam, Mark could see them kissing one another's pussies gently, and the look on Nanu's face could only be described as rapture, mixed with a sense of relief and contentment. She was so happy her mistress had come back to her. But Nanu recovered quickly, turning her head to look at her fellow 'slave', whom she knew as Bonosus. Mark was lying on his side on the bench he occupied, idly stroking his cock. Nanu had already focused on his manhood like an arrow, and managed to extricate herself from Becky without disturbing her mistress' bliss, and crawled across the tile floor on all fours, her hazel eyes glinting. Without waiting, she knelt next to him, moved Mark's hand aside, and took his cock into her grip. She began stroking slowly and gently, before leaning in to kiss the swelling tool lovingly. She swirled her tongue around the head, then up and down the hardening shaft several times, her hand following her tongue. Then she popped her mouth around the head and slowly pushed down, humming as she moved wetly down his length. Mark sighed in pleasure and began running his hand through her raven hair. Becky now watched, caressing her creamy cunt as she gazed over at the lovers. Mark was half on his back, half on his side, while Nanu was kneeling on the floor, bent over and bobbing up and down on his stiff cock. Her tiny hand made a gentle twisting motion on the smooth skin of his shaft, following her warm, wet mouth. Becky smiled, knowing how great it was to give her student head, since she'd done it countless times herself now. Things would be so much easier for them all when she finally caught up with him in the timeline. Mark stroked down Nanu's back and reached her ass, giving one of the tight, perk cheeks a squeeze before nudging her. Nanu took the hint readily and stood up, clambering over Mark's face and looking down his body. The bench wouldn't have been big enough for Mark and Becky to do what was now happening, but Nanu was considerably smaller than Becky, and somehow managed. She leaned down his body, crying out suddenly as Mark pulled her ass cheeks apart and slid his tongue around her gooey cunt. She trembled and squirmed for several moments before composing herself and returning to the task of sucking on his cock hungrily. He was at full mast now, and Nanu's tiny hand could hardly fit around the girth of his shaft. Amazingly, though, she could take his manhood all the way inside her mouth, and down her throat readily. Becky's slave was as gifted as she was shameless, clearly. Nanu grunted as Mark slid one of his fingers inside her ass. Mark had larger hands than most people from her home era, and his finger was larger than some dicks she'd had back there before. Or at least, it certainly felt that way at the moment. She accepted the intrusion willingly, squirming back against his hand, and squeezing her tight tunnel around it while he massaged her cunt and clit with her tongue. She let out little moans, still bobbing up and down while giving Becky a sidelong look with heavily lidded, glazed eyes. Determined to not be left out, Becky slowly rose from her bench and wiggled over across the small area. She observed the setting with a critical eye for several moments, working out the logistics of how to best fit into this carnal puzzle. Just like she could not readily engage in a sixty-nine with Mark on these relatively (to them) narrow benches, she could not straddle him and fuck him to proper effect either. The answer presented itself quickly. She eased Nanu up into a sitting position over Mark's face, and if the slave girl was disappointed in having to relinquish that delicious cock, the feeling quickly gave way to yelps of delight as she sank her cunt even further down onto Mark's tongue, squirming and grinding lustily. Becky pumped and stroked Mark's cock steadily for several seconds, making sure he would stay hard. He was lying down the length of the bench, his tool ramrod-erect for her. She then stood and moved over his midsection, facing out into the tiny chamber. She bent her knees and reached under, steadying his throbbing cock while she guided it to her cuntlips. One she had him in place, she slowly sat down, sighing as he pushed up inside her steaming depths. Her ass come to rest on his hips, while she sat sideways on him, pinned to his cock. She closed her eyes and just savored the sensation for several seconds, her fingers flexing against his stomach and his knee, respectively. She finally opened her blue eyes and turned her head to smile at Nanu, who was moving up and down slowly on Mark's tireless tongue. Becky leaned in toward the slave, who immediately moved her torso forward to meet Becky. They kissed over Mark's long form, tongues tangling while Becky began to move up and down slowly, loving the feel of this unique position with him deep inside her. The threesome slowly squirmed and undulated against one another, time lost within the confines of the tiny, steaming chamber. The dim, amber light of the fire beneath the heated stones was their only illumination, but in this misty, ethereal sitting, it was utter perfection. The scent of spiced wine mingled with the aromas of bodies making love. Becky could taste the wine in Nanu's sweat as she drew her tongue along the girl's collarbone and over her tits. "I think it's about time for you to fuck Nanu and cum in her, Mark," Becky panted after several minutes of churning up and down on his thick rod. She was massaging and groping her tits, or Nanu's as she rode. The Egyptian girl had reached forward and was massaging her mistress' cunt dutifully as well. "It's been a few weeks for her, and you just filled me up this morning." "Relatively speaking," Mark quipped from beneath Nanu's writhing hips. "You sit on the bench and spread 'em, Becks, and she can kneel and lick you. I'll get behind her." Becky had no problem with this plan, and quickly coaxed Nanu off Mark's face, to kneel on the floor in front of her. Nanu's eyes widened with delight as Becky smiled and parted her legs, before reaching down with two fingers to spread her thick nether lips wide, exposing her glistening inner pink to the slave girl. Nanu practically dived in, and Becky grunted and almost jumped, clasping the girl's head suddenly, her feet leaving the floor. "Nuh, fuck!" she wheezed as Nanu began lapping at her like she was eating her last meal before she died. Her fingers gripped Nanu's black hair while she began grinding her snatch against the girl's face desperately. Nanu licked cunt like nobody's business. Mark, meanwhile, had positioned himself behind Nanu, and lined his cock up with her dripping twat, holding her by the ass cheeks. Nanu trembled while he slid his cockhead up and down her slippery lips, and against her tingling clit, making her squeak and whimper into Becky's cunt. He braced her for only the briefest of moments before sliding inside her without any warning, sinking in to the hilt. The Egyptian slave-girl wailed in ecstasy as he forced her wide, pinning her to him. Mark began fucking Nanu with a steady, strong pace, and she yelped into her mistress' cunt with each thrust, even while lapping at her pink twat hungrily. Her face was shining with sweat, and Becky's wetness, her tongue thick with the cloying sweetness of the blonde woman. Nanu's head was spinning in delight. Surely this was the heavenly afterlife? Becky almost curled up on herself, her fingernails threatening to leave grooves in Nanu's scalp as she shook uncontrollably and came, barely able to keep herself from screeching. She slathered Nanu's face in her essence, her entire body tingling with fire. Nanu shuddered and writhed, wailing as she came, her cunt tightening around Mark's cock fiendishly. As if on cue, Mark arched his back, gritted his teeth and growled, pumping all his cum inside Nanu, thrusting strongly. The trio rocked and writhed in depraved unison for close to a minute before Mark leaned forward on Nanu's back, breathing heavily. Becky sighed in exhaustion, sinking down on the bench, her cunt pressing into Nanu's face. The slave girl, pinned in place between her mistress and her fellow slave, simply held still, surrounded by warm, slick flesh and gently caressing fingers. She could still feel Bonosus throbbing deep inside her, and her mistress' cunt oozed against her mouth. She felt so blessed and safe like this. But then she looked up from between Becky's legs, her own glinting with eagerness. "Come! I know where we need to fuck next!" And with that, the Egyptian girl extricated herself from between them and wiggled quickly out of the room. Mark groaned and sagged forward between Becky's tits, and she held onto him wearily. "Now I know why we can't leave her for weeks on end," he mumbled in her cleavage. "Because we won't survive the backlog of fucking we need to do;” Nanu was sitting in the chair, her expression one of bewilderment. She seemed to have forgotten the goblet of wine in her hand, and she sat with her arms and legs tucked in close to her body. Clearly, she was confused and feeling uncertain about what she was hearing. "You're; mistress, you're not a Roman at all?" she asked quietly as she stared at Becky. They were sitting in the atrium of the villa, and it was a quiet evening. Birds sang, and a gentle breeze caressed their faces and the nearby blossoms as it dipped over the villa and into the central opening. Becky shook her head, knowing that this was going to take a lot of patience on her and Mark's part; and even more on Nanu's. Everything she was in the process of telling the girl would sound completely preposterous, even more so than Mark's explanation to his sister the day before. "No, Nanu, I'm not a Roman of any sort," the blonde woman confessed, trying to smile. "And my name is not Aurora Horatia. My name is Rebecca." "Rebekah?" Nanu queried, making a wry face. "That is a Hebrew name." She looked Becky up and down skeptically. "You don't look like a Hebrew." The slave girl looked at Mark. "And your name is not Bonosus, and you're not a Roman either?" He shook his head. "Nope. I'm Mark. And Becks is actually my teacher." Nanu squeezed her eyes shut for several seconds and when she finally opened them, they were filled with worry. "Are; are you going to kill me?" Despite herself, Becky burst into giggle fits at the question. Nanu looked confused, and then slightly irked at the response from her 'mistress'. She thought it was a perfectly reasonable question, under these circumstances. She folded her arms, crossed her legs, and looked off at the sky over the far wall, annoyed. "I'm sorry, Nanu," Becky said finally reining herself in. "I wasn't laughing at you, I mean it. It just wasn't what I expected to hear at all, and we both love you too much to ever consider killing you. Hell, I'm not sure we could if we tried." "Well I don't know what to believe," sniffed the younger girl. "You've bought me, and taken me away from a comfortable, if not happy life, and nearly gotten me killed at least once, and then there was that; thing; that you two ride around on;” "The Holmes Field Device," Becky said, nodding. "It doesn't just take us where we want to go, it allows us to travel through time, which is why we are here at all." Nanu shook her head, indicating that she had no idea what Becky meant. The teacher leaned forward slightly, smiling. They weren't sitting that far apart, but she had allowed for a small amount of distance between them, so that Nanu didn't feel trapped or pressured if she took all this poorly. To be honest, she was taking it surprisingly well, even if she wasn't buying all of it. "Nanu, I apologize for asking simple questions, but please bear with me;” she said quietly, noticing that even if she was listening, Nanu was now staring at Becky's cleavage, framed between her arms while she sat forward. Mark was staring too. Some thing would never change. "You understand the concepts of yesterday, today and tomorrow, yes?" Nanu nodded slowly. "Yes, mistress." "Do you ever wish you could visit days that have gone by?" Becky asked. "Like maybe go back and visit your childhood, or meet some member of your family who was lost years ago? Or even see the Sphinx getting built?" The girl looked confused again. "Suh-finx?" Becky looked at Mark, hoping for some help. He still had the chip that let him speak Egyptian in his head. He pondered the issue for a moment before the tiny computer in his noggin gave him the answer. He looked at Nanu and smiled. "Horemakhet." Nanu's eyes went wide. To see the Horus of the Western Horizon being built by the gods. She shook her head. "What you say is impossible!" Becky smiled now, not blaming Nunu for her disbelief. "Nanu, a long time ago, people would have thought that chariots were impossible, that mastering fire and steel were impossible. But you know they're not just possible, you know that these things are fact." Nanu nodded, willing to listen to her beloved mistress, who apparently wasn't her mistress. But she listened. "Mark and I come from many, many tomorrows away, a time many years from now. That device that we travel on, it allows us to do it." The Egyptian girl screwed up her face, trying to understand. She thought she'd heard outlandish things in her life before, but this was so far beyond her conceptions and experience that it sounded like a ridiculous fable her grandmother would tell her. But she had stepped on the wondrous device, and it had taken them somewhere far away from Rome in the blink of an eye, and back. She could not deny this had happened, even if she didn't understand it. Which brought up a big question for her. "Why do you do this?" she queried, looking at each of them. Mark shrugged. "It's fun to move through time and do things." Another skeptical look from Nanu. "You think it's fun to have the gladiators of Rome try to kill you?" Mark faltered slightly. "I; well, no, not that part." Becky giggled. "No, Nanu, that part is unplanned. Mark and I like to travel to different times, to see important events, and to fuck there." Nanu tilted her head curiously at the statement. "What it so important about fucking in these places?" Becky considered her answer. "There's nothing important about it, you're right. But it's still fun. We love to do these things, because almost no one else can. And hopefully it's exciting but not dangerous. If we didn't do this, we never would have met you, and we wouldn't be fucking you now. And we both wouldn't be crazy about you." Nanu's stomach was in her feet as she thought about what her mis; what Rebekah was saying. She was horrified by the thought now that she might never have met them, they she might not have been bought, or living here, in freedom, and getting fucked to her little heart's content. "But if you are not; not from today;” she murmured, trying to formulate her thoughts around these strange concepts. "Then you will keep leaving me. You might come back, but you will keep leaving." Becky could see the tears welling in Nanu's eyes, and she rose from her chair and moved to sit with the smaller girl, cradling her into her bosom as Nanu tried not to cry. "Oh, Nanu, I'm sorry," she cooed. "I didn't realize how hard it was for you to be alone." "I've never been alone," sniffled the raven-haired girl, wrapping her arms around Becky's waist tightly, unwilling to let go. "My whole life, I've never been alone for so much as a day, never mind a week. It was terrifying. I'm a slave, you know." Becky caressed her fingers through Nanu's hair and kissed the top of her said. "I understand now. And I am sorry. But Mark and I wanted to talk to you about that, actually." Nanu choked back a sob and looked up at Becky, ready to hear what she had to say. "Mark and I want to bring you with us," Becky explained, using a thumb to wipe some tears from Nanu's cheek. "Come back to our time, and perhaps take you with us on our adventures." Nanu's eyes went wide. "L; leave Rome?" Becky shrugged. "Is there anyone left for you to care about?" "Well, no." Nanu admitted. "And as I've already told you, Mark and I are crazy about you, so since we cannot stay here in Rome with you, maybe you should come with us, Becky continued. "I love having you around." Nanu's face lit up at Becky's words, but then a cloud passed over her face as things occurred to her. "But I; know nothing about this place you are from. How would I live?" "Well I would teach you, of course," Becky replied, smiling. "And it'll probably be terrifying at first, since you will see things you cannot even imagine, but Mark and I will protect you and help you learn." "I; would stay with you?" Nanu asked in a voice begging for assurance. Becky nodded. "You won't leave me alone?" The blonde woman smiled. "Well, I might have to step out the door once in a while to go and get food, or go to my job, but I won't leave you alone for days at a time, I promise." Nanu returned to hugging Becky, looking off at the far wall across the atrium. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she thought about what she should do. Did she take these two up on their weird offer? Did she just ask to stay here at the villa, and take her chances about when they could visit? Did she ask to be sent back to the Flavius household? Every option terrified her. She finally looked up at Becky again and drew a deep breath. "Can we; fuck some more, while I think about it?" Becky and Mark both laughed and nodded their assent. It was the most Nanu thing Nanu had ever said. Predictably, Nanu, after much fucking and pondering, had decided to take Mark and Becky up on their offer. Delighted, Becky had declared that they would be doing some shopping first, heading into Rome to get things she wanted. Nanu was always happy to visit the city, she was always enthralled by the sights and sounds around her. "But I; I must point out something," she confessed, looking uneasy. "I know you keep saying that I need not be your slave anymore, but it is not safe for me to walk around freely, Mistress, no matter what you tell me. If you say you don't own me, I am still a slave to them. They'll put me in chains and have me on the auction block again in no time, but probably not before they do awful things to me." "She has a point, Becks," Mark started, shrugging as he fastened his tunic in place. "We may know slavery is immoral, but Rome doesn't give a shit. As far as they're concerned, you're still a patrician woman, and we're still your slaves." "Which brings up another troublesome fact," Becky sighed, building on Mark's premise. "You're the most hated individual in Rome. You defiled a Vestal Virgin;” "Pervert," Nanu said in a low voice, nudging Mark. "You made a mockery of the legal system, and turned the Colosseum into a sexual freak show. I wouldn't be surprised if every soldier in Rome had orders to skewer you on sight." "Hey, I'm not the one who dropped a giant canvas sail on the emperor's head and wiggled my tits at seventy thousand people, you know!" Mark protested. "Well, that part was fun," Becky mused, smirking, lapsing into English for a moment. "So what do we do? I want to go shopping, but without getting you killed." "Yeah, you've got a point there," Mark allowed, looking at the ground as he pondered the issue. Nanu looked back and forth between them as they spoke in their unintelligible gibberish. "Well, we either need a disguise for me, so I don't look like Bonosus anymore, or we need to jump back a few days to before we arrived, and before anyone would know us." "More of your time twists," Becky chided, holding up a finger. "Didn't you learn?" "I know what you mean, but I kinda think we did that," Mark replied. "Don't you remember how you said people were waving at you like they knew you already, and you thought that was weird? That maybe they'd mistaken you for someone else? It's kinda unlikely that they are mistaking you for anyone, Becks. You're as tall as most of the men, and you're like a living embodiment of Venus to them, with blonde hair." "I'm afraid you may be right," Becky sighed, not liking the hypothesis, but forced to admit it was probably accurate. "So we go back maybe a week before we first arrived, do our shopping, and split?" Mark turned and looked at Nanu now. "Nanu, have you been into the city of Rome any time in the last week before you met us? Or anyone from the Flavius household?" "Ooh, good catch, Mark," Becky mentioned, nodding. "Can't have her running into herself by accident, no matter how unlikely." Nanu considered for a moment and then shook her head. "No, before you arrived, it had been more than a month, I think. Master Flavius resented paying the prices they wanted in the city, he usually made us shop in Lavinium, it was cheaper." Mark shrugged. "We could probably do your shopping and find some fun, Becks. Then we'll plan our next move. Sound good?" Becky removed her outfit, letting pool around her feet before sitting down in a low chair. She held out her arms, beckoning for Nanu to join her. The Egyptian girl shed her clothing, and then went to sit naked in her blonde lover's lap, their lovely tits squashing together. They kissed for some moments before Becky smiled at Nanu. "I want to buy you some outfits, Nanu, outfits like I wear. Would you like to dress and look like mistress?" It seemed as though Nanu might faint. Becky was also pretty sure she felt the girl getting wet. She giggled and kissed Nanu's nose. "I'll take that as a yes." Rome. The litter glided through the crowded street, with people dutifully making way for it; whomever was inside was clearly important. The four dark-skinned slaves bearing it on their shoulders walked along silently, seemingly not bothered by the weight within. The litter itself was simple in design, but ornate in appearance, the canopy held aloft on carved poles, and much of it decorated with gold leaf or edging. Diaphanous curtains on all sides obscured the women within. Becky and Nanu lay on their sides, facing in toward one another. Nanu was wearing a beautiful stola, just like Becky, and she gazed down at her raiment in wonder, running a hand delicately over the fabric. Becky smiled as she watched the Egyptian girl while reaching into a bowl between them and putting a grape in her mouth. "Mistress, this is wonderful," Nanu whispered, knowing to not refer to Becky as her mistress too loudly. "I've never felt anything like this in my life, except on someone else." "Well, it's yours, and yours alone, so enjoy it," Becky said cheerfully, enjoying Nanu's elation. She put another grape between her teeth and smiled slyly. Nanu leaned in and took the grape between her own teeth, their lips touching. As Nanu masticated on the grape, Becky opened the gauze-like drapes in the back if the litter and called out gently. "How we doing back there, Mark?" "Oh, just fine, thanks so very much for asking," muttered the student-slave, who trudged along behind the litter, carrying several handbags made of linen and animal skins, filled with shopping goods. His hands and shoulders ached. How the Hell could Becky purchase so much shit in an era that didn't have electronics? "How much farther we got?" "Not too much longer, I think," mused the blonde teacher casually. She wasn't too worried about Mark having to carry stuff, he'd been through worse recently. She'd bought outfits and jewelry, pretty house furnishings, and other curios to take home. She considered what she'd need to buy for Nanu upon their return. Clothes aside, she would somehow need to procure ID for her, some sorts of medical records, and so forth. How did she get any of that done? "Will I like my new life, mistress?" Nanu asked, eating another grape. "I am sure I will love living with you, but;” Becky smiled and caressed her face lovingly. "It will be very, very different, Nanu. And at times it will seem frightening. But there are so many things I cannot wait to show you." "Then I will wait and trust you," the Egyptian girl said softly, giving herself over to her mistress' carefully in her mind. "Because I believe you when you say you love me and want the best for me." Nanu was silent for some time, as if deep in thought. "What's on your mind, darling?" Becky asked, curious. Nanu sighed. "I just miss my family. I have not seen them since I was young. And I dreamed of returning to them one day." Becky smiled. "Oh, you want t

Recorded: September 08, 2025 Taylor Lewan and Will Compton are BACK and kicking the NFL season off with a banger guest, Ndamukong Suh! In this week's intro Will and Taylor talk about their trip to ESPN HQ and going on Get Up last week. They then introduce our new #TierTalk segment that is viewer comment driven (make sure to submit questions below in comments or on Twitter using the hashtag). Then it’s time for a legendary guest—Ndamukong Suh finally making his way onto the bus. Suh opens up about life after football, his transition into becoming a business mogul, and the weekly routines that keep him sharp. He reflects on his college football days at the University of Nebraska, what it was like playing with Will, and the unique journey that brought him to Lincoln in the first place. Suh also talks about being drafted by the Detroit Lions, the fallout that led to him leaving, and what really happened during his Miami Dolphins stint. From breaking down the challenges of being his own agent to explaining why he might be the most misunderstood NFL player of all time, Suh leaves no stone unturned. He shares stories about his relationship with Warren Buffett & The Boys even float a potential Bussin x Suh partnership—so you know things get interesting. This one is packed with laughs, insight, and legendary storytelling. Suh’s reputation precedes him, but on the bus he gets to set the record straight. Big Hugs & Tiny Kisses TIMESTAMP CHAPTERS 0:00 Intro3:18 Bussin' Scheduling 5:46 Crawford vs Canelo8:09 Who Is The Greatest Coach Of All Time18:27 First ESPN Appearance20:34 The Bussin' Fantasy League26:10 Will Would Get A Ring If Nebraska Wins A Natty28:34 #TierTalk47:46 NDAMUKONG SUH INTERVIEW STARTS48:15 Finally Got Him On49:42 He’s Always Been A Big Boy51:32 How Is Retired Life?53:30 Becoming A Business Mogul1:00:59 Weekly Routine1:05:30 Playing With Will At Nebraska 1:12:22 Relationship With Nebraska Now1:13:50 Journey To Nebraska 1:16:12 Was He Offered Any Money At Nebraska?1:23:43 Getting Drafted By The Lions + Eventually Getting “Kicked Out” Of Detroit1:39:43 What Happened In Miami?1:42:14 Being His Own Agent 1:47:27 Most Misunderstood NFL Player Of All Time?1:51:29 Nobody Messed With Suh At Nebraska1:55:28 Relationship With Warren Buffett 1:57:15 Biggest Price You’ve Paid For A Breakthrough? 2:01:38 Bud Light: What Would You Do Anything For?2:03:21 Bussin X Suh Partnership?? 2:05:07 Would You Change Anything About Your Career?See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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Recorded: June 25th 2025 | Taylor Lewan and Will Compton are back with another episode of Bussin’ With The Boys. This week, we welcome one of college football’s most dominant tight ends of all time, and now member of the Las Vegas Raiders, Brock Bowers to the bus. In the intro Will and Taylor react to UFC Nashville. Jack McPherson, JP Hovey, and Garrett Hargis break down Derrick Lewis’s mooning of the crowd and getting to hang out with Luke Combs at Bridgestone Arena. Taylor Lewan defends himself for being in Canada on July 4th and Will Compton complains about his lack of sleep due to playing PubG with the boys in the back of the bus. Will then closes the intro by reflecting on his time playing at Nebraska with Ndamukong Suh, since Suh retired from the NFL this week. Then, Brock dives into his time playing college football at the University of Georgia, winning national championships, playing for Kirby Smart, and what it was like being Stetson Bennett’s favorite target every Saturday in the SEC. We get into his mindset on training, blocking vs. receiving, and how he approached every game like it was his last. The conversation gets real as Brock opens up about dealing with injuries, and his NFL combine experience, the pressure of being a top NFL prospect, and his goals now that he’s officially in the league on Geno Smith’s squad under head coach Pete Carroll. We even touch on NIL, life off the field, and what it means to stay humble while being a certified DAWG. You already know there are plenty of laughs, locker room talk, and elite football stories. Brock is as real as it gets. Spoiler alert, he’d do ANYTHING for just a steak dinner.. that’s it.. just a steak. And as always, the biggest of hugs and the tiniest little bitty kisses. TIMESTAMP CHAPTERS 0:00 Intro4:17 Is Taylor Un-American?10:30 Will Is Headed To Canada 15:35 UFC Nashville26:16 Taylor Wants To Goon45:41 Ro Spicy Tier Talk55:49 Ndamukong Suh Retired1:05:01 Josh Pate on Nebraska1:07:40 BROCK BOWERS INTERVIEW STARTS1:09:39 Northern California Kid 1:12:23 Why Georgia?1:17:42 NIL Experience1:22:59 His Welcome To The SEC Moment 1:25:09 Kirby Smart Is Crazy1:36:03 NFL Draft Experience1:40:43 Record Breaking Rookie Year With The Raiders1:50:46 What Do You Need To Improve On?1:52:12 Pete Carroll Is A Ball Of Energy1:53:12 Expectations For This Season 1:57:49 Any Teams He Was Excited To Play?1:58:37 Tight Ends He Looked Up To2:02:22 Is It Time To Let His Hair Go?2:07:48 Bud Light: What Would You Do Anything For? 2:11:18 His Ideal VacationSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

On this lively episode of the Five Heart Podcast, Greg and Minnie bring high-energy Husker talk to a Thursday night livestream packed with laughs, memories, and fandom. The show kicks off with lighthearted banter about Minnie's recent appearances on other podcasts, including a guest spot on Locked On Spartans where Nebraska and Michigan State's parallel struggles were compared. Greg and Minnie revisit infamous Husker special teams failures and poke fun at Nebraska's long snapper being a top portal pickup. The heart of the episode focuses on Ndamukong Suh's candidacy for the College Football Hall of Fame. The hosts dive deep into Suh's Nebraska stats, highlight-reel plays like his domination in the 2009 Big 12 Championship, and reflect on his recruitment and NFL career. They also tease an exclusive YouTube members-only Suh watch-along and celebrate new YouTube subscribers with an over-the-top jingle (and a cheeky Blue Chew plug). Later, the duo preview ESPN's early FPI rankings, dissect the absurd SEC bias, and discuss Nebraska's presence in the Top 25. The show wraps with recruiting updates, Husker baseball departures, and a hilarious “Five Heart Theater,” a trivia sketch featuring versions of chat regulars.

The Athletic's Bruce Feldman reached out to 36 coaches, TV analysts and scouts over a few weeks to stretch to help compile the rankings, which put Cam Newton as the No.1 best player since 2000, followed by Reggie Bush and then...SUH, at No.3Other names of note: Joe Burrow (4); Lamar Jackson (5); Travis Hunter (9); Andrew Luck (12); Christian McCaffrey (17)Show Sponsored MIDWEST BANKOur Sponsors:* Check out Hims: https://hims.com/EARLYBREAKAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

This AANEM podcast features Dr. Joome Suh, a neurologist and neuromuscular specialist at Brigham and Women's Hospital, interviewed by neuromuscular fellow Dr. Nadia Khalil. They discuss HMG-CoA reductase immune-mediated necrotizing myopathy (HMGCR IMNM), a rare autoimmune muscle disease often associated with statin use. The discussion covers clinical presentation, epidemiologic considerations, histopathologic findings, and treatment approaches, with special focus on Dr. Suh's recent research published in Muscle and Nerve with co-author Dr. Anthony Amato. Their study found that patients receiving maintenance IVIG as part of their regimen were more likely to have a normal CK at 6 months and the daily prednisone-equivalent was lower. A sub-group analysis suggested IVIG as monotherapy is effective.

Chuck and Chris discuss the new JBJS article, What's New in Hand Surgery, written by Drs Wager and Suh.  Lots of great content in Part 2 on many topics including distal radius fracture, nerve injury, arthroscopy, arthroplasty and so much more.CitationWager ER and Su N.  What's New in Hand and Wrist Surgery.  JBJS 2025; 107:543-51Please complete our survey:  https://bit.ly/3iHGFpDSee www.practicelink.com/theupperhand for more information from our partner on job search and career opportunities.The Upper Hand Podcast is sponsored by Checkpoint Surgical, a provider of innovative solutions for peripheral serve surgery. To learn more, visit https://checkpointsurgical.com/. Subscribe to our newsletter: bit.ly/3X0Gq89As always, thanks to @iampetermartin for the amazing introduction and concluding music.For additional links, the catalog.  Please see https://www.ortho.wustl.edu/content/Podcast-Listings/8280/The-Upper-Hand-Podcast.aspx

Welcome to Nerd Alert, a series of special episodes bridging the gap between marketing academia and practitioners. We're breaking down highly involved, complex research into plain language and takeaways any marketer can use.In this episode, Elena and Rob explore how creative advertisements can actually hurt the performance of regular ads shown alongside them. They discuss why brands with smaller budgets should still prioritize creativity to avoid getting lost in the mix.Topics covered:   [01:00] "The Power of Creative Advertising: Creative Ads Impair Recall and Attitudes Towards Other Ads"[03:00] How creative ads affect surrounding regular ads[04:35] The dramatic drop in recall when creative ads are repeated[05:10] Why regular ads are judged more harshly after creative ones[06:30] The "Super Bowl effect" and competitive ad environments[07:00] Creating memorable ads on smaller budgets To learn more, visit marketingarchitects.com/podcast or subscribe to our newsletter at marketingarchitects.com/newsletter.  Resources: Jin, H. S., Kerr, G., Suh, J., Kim, H. J., & Sheehan, B. (2022). The power of creative advertising: Creative ads impair recall and attitudes toward other ads. International Journal of Advertising, 41(3), 1-21.  Get more research-backed marketing strategies by subscribing to The Marketing Architects on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, or wherever you listen to podcasts. 

Chuck and Chris discuss the new JBJS article, What's New in Hand Surgery, written by Drs Wager and Suh.  Lots of great content in Part 1 on many topics including scaphoid fractures, SL injuries, and nerve compression.CitationsWager ER and Su N.  What's New in Hand and Wrist Surgery.  JBJS 2025; 107:543-51Please complete our survey:  https://bit.ly/3iHGFpDSee www.practicelink.com/theupperhand for more information from our partner on job search and career opportunities.The Upper Hand Podcast is sponsored by Checkpoint Surgical, a provider of innovative solutions for peripheral serve surgery. To learn more, visit https://checkpointsurgical.com/. Subscribe to our newsletter: bit.ly/3X0Gq89As always, thanks to @iampetermartin for the amazing introduction and concluding music.For additional links, the catalog.  Please see https://www.ortho.wustl.edu/content/Podcast-Listings/8280/The-Upper-Hand-Podcast.aspx

Learning to teach math teachers better with Dr. Karen Karp, as she shares her experiences and advice on being a mathematics teacher educator. She also shares her work at the intersection of special education and mathematics education, and opportunities for professional growth through the Mathematics Education Trust. Links from the Episode Karen Karp's Website (https://www.mathbykarp.com/) Mathematics Education Trust (MET) Grants and Awards website (https://www.nctm.org/Grants/) NCTM MET Grant information for all audiences -- PDF (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1aLVMJ1TZeNo0p7i1PMfCuoijhTEZvJJS/edit?usp=drive_link&ouid=110880504059106616777&rtpof=true&sd=true) NCTM MET Grant Information for MTEs – PDF (https://drive.google.com/file/d/12Fquw1IvU8h2POtQjPwMrie_UgrCg9IQ/view?usp=drive_link) MET Spring Grants Webinar (https://www.nctm.org/online-learning/Webinars/Details/746) MET Lifetime Achievement Award (https://www.nctm.org/Grants-and-Awards/Lifetime-Achievement-Award/) Donate to MET! (https://www.nctm.org/Donate/) Karp, K., Fennell, F., Kobett, B., Andrews, D. Knighten, L. & Suh, J. (In press for September 2025) Proactive Mathematics Interventions: Priming for Success through Engaging Tasks and Purposeful Design for Grades 2-5. Corwin. NCTM Annual Preconference Institute – Wednesday, October 15, 2025 Developing Proactive Interventions that Engage – Priming Students for Success Grades 1-5 This all-day institute focuses on planning and implementing proactive interventions for students with disabilities or significant learning gaps in grades 1-5. Using evidence-based strategies such as concrete/semi-concrete/abstract (CSA), participants will learn how to help students develop a balanced understanding of mathematics concepts and skills with a focus on number and operations and algebraic thinking. A new model called Priming will be shared and participants will experience classroom-tested tasks that create robust learning opportunities and avoid the “teaching as telling” approach. Resources and instructional strategies shared will support lasting learning by building from students' strengths and avoiding “rules that expire.” Elementary and Middle School Mathematics: Teaching Developmentally, 11th edition The Van de Walle, Karp, and Bay Williams Mathematics Methods Book – just won the 2025 Textbook & Academic Authors Association (TAA) McGuffey Longevity Award (https://www.pearson.com/en-us/subject-catalog/p/elementary-and-middle-school-mathematics-teaching-developmentally/P200000001979/9780136818038?srsltid=AfmBOoqnu0BFDZvgYXYhYK8Z9nAmNyOMkinVhnH1N5eXfS1BnewE9yfr) The Math Pact Series with Sarah Bush and Barbara Dougherty (https://www.nctm.org/store/mathpact/) AMTE Community Circles (https://amte.net/content/amte-community-circles) Special Guest: Karen Karp.

Ross Lester shares the vision for the ABLE Campaign and examines the biblical generosity we see in Scripture.

Ross Lester reflects on God's faithfulness to our church over the past years while looking ahead to how we can be ready for His future provision.

Will Bostian explores the new identity we have in Jesus.

Matt Blackwell explores how God's love for us is made known through Jesus' birth.

Ross Lester discusses how the birth of Jesus brings joy to the world.

Halim Suh examines Zechariah's song and how it points to the peace we have in Jesus.

On the third day of beervent, Higher Gravity gave to us…Citrus Suh, BrahNew England Style IPA with Citrus Streetside Brewing, Cincinnati, Ohio ABV: 6.7%Make sure to join Caroline and 'Joe' in this unbe-leaf-able episode and check back tomorrow for Day 4's beervent beer.About the Beer“What can we say about Suh, Bruh? That hasn't already been said? Where else could our favorite bunned-up bruh go? What if we took Streetside's all time best selling New England Style India Pale Ale, have it a little orange and tangerine zip and made it a beervent exclusive for our old pals at higher gravity?”About the Craft Parenting PodcastThe Craft Parenting Podcast is hosted by Joe and Caroline, two Cincinnati parents who are also craft beer enthusiasts. Each week, they discuss their favorite local beers, parenting experiences, and adventures with their two children and two dogs.If you enjoyed this episode, please leave a rating and review on Apple Podcasts or Spotify. Follow us on Facebook, Instagram, and X. For more information, visit our website at https://www.craftparentingpodcast.com.#CraftParenting #Podcast #Parenting #CraftBeer #FamilyAdventuresSupport the show

Jimmy McNeal kicks off the Advent season by exploring Simeon's song and how it points to our hope in Jesus.

Which Athlete Would Be The Best Gladiator? Welcome to VOLUME 155 of THE BRACKET. Kenjac is host alongside KBnoswag, Nick Turani, Tommy Smokes and Rudy. Follow The Bracket ►TWITTER - https://twitter.com/BracketPod ►INSTAGRAM - https://www.instagram.com/thebracket/ Follow Kenjac ►TWITTER - https://twitter.com/JackKennedy ►INSTAGRAM - https://www.instagram.com/jackennedy/ ►TIKTOK - https://www.tiktok.com/@ken_jac Preview - (0:00) Intro - (0:25) Nick Bosa vs Myles Garrett - (4:05) Ray Lewis vs DK Metcalf - (12:24) Shaq vs Gronk - (27:04) Cheah-in Game - (35:22) Cheah-in Winner vs James Harrison - (43:15) LeBron vs Aaron Donald - (47:55) Chara vs Judge - (57:11) Lawrence Taylor vs Suh - (1:03:47) Cheah-in 2 - (1:11:11) Cheah-in Winner vs Brian Cushing - (1:16:55) Playoffs - (1:21:08) Finals - (1:31:47) Download the Ibotta app now and use code BRACKET to get 100% cash back on your Thanksgiving feast starting November first! #gladiator #athletes #fightingYou can find every episode of this show on Apple Podcasts, Spotify or YouTube. Prime Members can listen ad-free on Amazon Music. For more, visit barstool.link/lightscamerabarstool

Halim Suh explores how Christians should respond to the uncertainty of our life and the certainty of our death.

Will Doctor gives you the sharpest cards for the Black Desert Championship and Open De France. -Going over top 5 odds favs for Black Desert, -3 matchups, -1 t20, -2 outrights, -Sleeper, FRP, -Scoring prediction, -Best bet for Black Desert, -Open De France matchup, outright, and best bet. Will Doctor kicks off the podcast by reviewing the Sanderson Farms Championship and Dunhill Links Championship, followed by his predictions for the upcoming Black Desert Championship. Key Player Highlights: Kevin Yu: Secured his first PGA Tour win after a clutch 15-foot birdie putt in regulation. He climbed to 60th in the FedExCup standings. His stellar junior and college career at Arizona State laid the foundation for this victory. Keith Mitchell: Disappointed after missing out on a playoff due to poor driving and a three-putt on the 72nd hole. Mitchell admitted, “I only hit one fairway,” reflecting his back-nine struggles. Will Doctor points out that Mitchell's driving accuracy will be less of an issue at the wide-open Black Desert course, but his putting remains a concern. Bo Hosler: Known for strong putting, Hosler lost the Sanderson Farms playoff, and his attempts to manipulate relief rulings raised eyebrows. Will criticizes Hosler for "trying to get an unfair drop," casting doubt on his ability to close out tournaments, especially since he's yet to secure a professional win. Event and Course Insights: The Black Desert Championship returns the PGA Tour to Utah for the first time in 60 years. The course has wide fairways and few hazards, likely leading to a birdie-fest. Will predicts a winning score of 29-under-par and emphasizes that driving accuracy won't be crucial this week. Picks and Predictions: Outright Picks: Lucas Glover (40:1): Despite a tough 2024 season, Glover's recent form and improved putting make him a strong contender. Will believes his ball-striking prowess and past success set him up for a solid performance. Michael Thorbjornsen (40:1): Thorbjornsen's ball-striking and ability to excel in birdie-heavy tournaments make him another strong pick. Top 20 Pick: Patton Kizzire: Known for thriving in birdie-fests, Kizzire's consistent form makes him a solid choice for a top-20 finish at +240 odds. Matchups: Ryan Fox over Steven Yeager: Fox's strong recent form and consistent play give him an edge. K.H. Lee over Justin Suh: Will favors Lee's experience in shootouts, while Suh's ball-striking has been subpar this season. Vince Whaley over Matt McCarty: Whaley's recent improvement in approach play and McCarty's struggles transitioning to the PGA Tour lead Will to back Whaley. Best Bet and Final Scoring Prediction: Best Bet: Lucas Glover to finish in the top 10 at +450 odds. Winning Score Prediction: 29-under-par due to the course's forgiving nature and birdie opportunities. Will Doctor wraps up with his thoughts on the Open de France, giving an outright pick of Victor Perez to win at 28:1 and backing Justin Rose over Matthew Pavan in a head-to-head matchup. Follow Doc on X @drmedia59 for the latest on the world of golf.  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Will Doctor gives you the sharpest cards for the Black Desert Championship and Open De France. -Going over top 5 odds favs for Black Desert, -3 matchups, -1 t20, -2 outrights, -Sleeper, FRP, -Scoring prediction, -Best bet for Black Desert, -Open De France matchup, outright, and best bet Will Doctor kicks off the podcast by reviewing the Sanderson Farms Championship and Dunhill Links Championship, followed by his predictions for the upcoming Black Desert Championship. Key Player Highlights: Kevin Yu: Secured his first PGA Tour win after a clutch 15-foot birdie putt in regulation. He climbed to 60th in the FedExCup standings. His stellar junior and college career at Arizona State laid the foundation for this victory. Keith Mitchell: Disappointed after missing out on a playoff due to poor driving and a three-putt on the 72nd hole. Mitchell admitted, “I only hit one fairway,” reflecting his back-nine struggles. Will Doctor points out that Mitchell's driving accuracy will be less of an issue at the wide-open Black Desert course, but his putting remains a concern. Bo Hosler: Known for strong putting, Hosler lost the Sanderson Farms playoff, and his attempts to manipulate relief rulings raised eyebrows. Will criticizes Hosler for "trying to get an unfair drop," casting doubt on his ability to close out tournaments, especially since he's yet to secure a professional win. Event and Course Insights: The Black Desert Championship returns the PGA Tour to Utah for the first time in 60 years. The course has wide fairways and few hazards, likely leading to a birdie-fest. Will predicts a winning score of 29-under-par and emphasizes that driving accuracy won't be crucial this week. Picks and Predictions: Outright Picks: Lucas Glover (40:1): Despite a tough 2024 season, Glover's recent form and improved putting make him a strong contender. Will believes his ball-striking prowess and past success set him up for a solid performance. Michael Thorbjornsen (40:1): Thorbjornsen's ball-striking and ability to excel in birdie-heavy tournaments make him another strong pick. Top 20 Pick: Patton Kizzire: Known for thriving in birdie-fests, Kizzire's consistent form makes him a solid choice for a top-20 finish at +240 odds. Matchups: Ryan Fox over Steven Yeager: Fox's strong recent form and consistent play give him an edge. K.H. Lee over Justin Suh: Will favors Lee's experience in shootouts, while Suh's ball-striking has been subpar this season. Vince Whaley over Matt McCarty: Whaley's recent improvement in approach play and McCarty's struggles transitioning to the PGA Tour lead Will to back Whaley. Best Bet and Final Scoring Prediction: Best Bet: Lucas Glover to finish in the top 10 at +450 odds. Winning Score Prediction: 29-under-par due to the course's forgiving nature and birdie opportunities. Will Doctor wraps up with his thoughts on the Open de France, giving an outright pick of Victor Perez to win at 28:1 and backing Justin Rose over Matthew Pavan in a head-to-head matchup. Follow Doc on X @drmedia59 for the latest on the world of golf.  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Ndamukong Suh is a dominant NFL defensive tackle known for his power, discipline, and leadership both on and off the field. A five-time Pro Bowl player, Suh has made his mark not only as one of the league's most feared defenders but also as an entrepreneur and businessman. Over his impressive career, he has built a reputation for his strong work ethic and strategic approach to the game.In this episode, Jake and Damian sit down with Suh to talk about his journey in the NFL, the importance of discipline, and what it takes to maintain success at the highest level. Suh opens up about his reputation, touching on how past events have shaped public perception, and whether it has affected him personally. They dive into Suh's experiences as a leader, exploring the criticism he faced when trying to be a "cultural architect" for his team and how he handled the pressure of being one of the league's highest-paid players. Ndamukong also shares stories from his time playing alongside legends like Tom Brady, discussing their Super Bowl win and the lessons he learned from being part of such a high-caliber team. Beyond football, Suh opens up about his ambitions to expand beyond the sport, including his venture into the business world, where he hopes to apply the same drive and discipline that made him successful in the NFL. This episode offers a unique blend of sports insights, personal reflections, and motivational takeaways, showcasing how discipline and leadership extend far beyond the field. Credit - PBD Podcast for the Tom Brady clip

Ross Lester explores the necessity of seeing God rightly when we enter His presence.

Could the idealist be just as wrong as the cynic? There is a harsh reality for everything under the sun. This week, we discuss engaging that reality with open eyes and a hopeful heart.Join us each week for the Chasing Shadows podcast—new episodes available on Thursdays throughout the Ecclesiastes series. Do you have a question you'd like us to answer? Email us at podcast@austinstone.org.Watch on YouTube

Jimmy McNeal explores the evils of life under the sun to reveal our true need for Jesus.

Beauty and eternity, meaning and revelation—how do these things work together to give us a picture of God's kindness? This week's episode discusses how wisdom from Ecclesiastes can direct us to be present for the joy and sorrow of everyday life.Join us each week for the Chasing Shadows podcast—new episodes available on Thursdays throughout the Ecclesiastes series.Do you have a question you'd like us to answer? Email us at podcast@austinstone.org.Watch on YouTube

Welcome to Episode 287 of the Minnesota Vikings Podcast presented by Pepsi - Made for Vikings watching! It's week 2 and the Vikings are preparing for their home opener on Sunday at U.S. Bank Stadium. This week, we have two great guests to help provide an inside look at the state of the team and the NFL abroad. Vikings Safety Cam Bynum reflects on the success the team had win week 1, learning from the experience of his talented teammate, adjusting to married life in the NFL, and the impact of a good home field advantage. Ndamukong Suh also joins the show as part of the Sky Sports NFL contingent of analysts who will be covering the Vikings in the coming weeks. Suh talks about his experience working in the London area, the importance of good preparation on and off the field, rooting for fellow Husker Harrison Phillips, and the 2024 playoff prospects for the NFC North. Plus, Gabe Henderson, Tatum Everett, and Jay Nelson look at key matchups in the 'Pepsi - That's what I like' segment and discuss the buzz around the 2024 home opener this weekend. All of this and more is in Episode 287 of the Minnesota Vikings Podcast presented by Pepsi.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Halim Suh explores the haunting beauty of life's changing seasons—from joys to tears and everything in between.

Work is from God and yet is marked by sin. How can Christians pursue redemption through their work, especially in surroundings often marked by exploitative practices and opportunities for selfish gain?Recommend ResourcesA Summer in the Psalms: Psalm 127, John ManningJoin us each week for the Chasing Shadows podcast—new episodes available on Thursdays throughout the Ecclesiastes series. Do you have a question you'd like us to answer? Email us at podcast@austinstone.org.Watch on YouTube

Ross Lester examines the vanity of our work when we don't view it as a way to worship God.

The Sponsors We want to thank Underground Printing for starting this and making it possible—stop by and pick up some gear, check them out at ugpmichiganapparel.com, or check out our selection of shirts on the MGoBlogStore.com. And let's not forget our associate sponsors: Peak Wealth Management, Matt Demorest - Realtor and Lender, Human Element, Ann Arbor Elder Law, Michigan Law Grad, Venue by 4M, Winewood Organics, Sharon's Heating & Air Conditioning, Autograph: Fandom Rewarded, Champion Circle, who just launched an app where you earn rewards for things like reading MGoBlog and listening to our podcast, and SignalWire where we are recorded this. Featured Musicians: Cut Worms The Video: [After THE JUMP: The things to be said.] --------------------- 1. 2024 Preview: What was Learned/Offense starts at the top Dominic Giudice ascends to start at center. We try to make this story fit bad stories past and it doesn't. What does make sense is they waited until it was fully happening to let people know it was happening. It's may just Giudice is that good. With Link there's a lot more evidence that it wasn't happening with Persi and Gentry—probably in pass pro—and that Link was just a matter of time recruit. Good news for him down the line. Never give up on an OL though. At quarterback, Orji threw three picks in a practice (after 1 all fall) to let Warren close some gap. Is it a ruse for Texas? Probably not, but we think Orji fits what Michigan wants to do better. 2. 2024 Preview: What was Learned/Defense starts at 30:26 Depth is the question. Zeke Berry won the nickel job. He's more of a Peppers/Dax Hill than a Sainristil. They got a bunch of safeties so they could keep him at nickel. McBurrows is important depth there, also at CB, where Aamir Hall is Josh Wallace 2.0 so they're okay at 3-deep but 4? Linebacker depth is also a bit iffy after they played Rolder over Jaydon Hood, who's been playing well that Seth's seen. Gonna get LaMar Morgan a shirt with quotes from Wesley Walker about how practice is so different at Michigan. Appreciate the DTs when we have them; if Graham gets any better he's Suh. 3. 2024 Preview: What was Learned/Heuristics & Predictions starts 53:49 Big Ten isn't sustainable if they're going to have Rutgers-Iowa play nobody and Michigan and USC play all the contenders every year. Takes on scheduling Texas: it gives you another shot because you just have to win 1/3 big games instead of sweeping your few chances. Season predictions. 4. Fresno State Preview starts 1:02:58 They're pretty small, will have to pass quickly. Starting a Cade-like 5'11" quarterback who was efficient in the Mtn West last year and once backed up Dillon Gabriel at UCF. Also wee mite RBs and slots. Very small OL missing its best player. D is also small, though they have a USC transfer who graded out well to PFF for two years before getting benched last season. Lost an important LB and most of their secondary.    About the Featured Musician: Cut Worms Cut Worms is a nova '70s project by Max Clarke, who sounds like Buddy Holly singing over found tracks by George Harrison and Neil Young. Check them out on Spotify. Song choices: "How Can It Be" "Baby Come Back" "Don't Fade Away" Also because Across 110th Street will get our Youtubes taken now now, the opener and outro: “The Employee is Not Afraid”—Bear vs. Shark “Ruska Vodka”—Motorboat

The writer of Ecclesiastes went as far as humanly possible in his pursuit of pleasure and still ends disappointed. So, how should we live in a culture that encourages building our identities around pursuing pleasure? Is stoicism the answer?Join us each week for the Chasing Shadows podcast—new episodes available on Thursdays throughout the Ecclesiastes series. Do you have a question you'd like us to answer? Email us at podcast@austinstone.org.Watch on YouTube

Halim Suh examines the vanity of pursuing pleasure and its paradoxical nature.

Does Ecclesiastes say that knowledge is pointless? This week, we discuss the pursuit of wisdom by limited creatures.Join us each week for the Chasing Shadows podcast—new episodes available on Thursdays throughout the Ecclesiastes series.Do you have a question you'd like us to answer? Email us at podcast@austinstone.org.Watch on YouTube

Ross Lester examines the vanity of pursuing worldly knowledge over wisdom that leads to fear of the Lord.

Dave and Alonso work through some new titles and some catch-ups. Subscribe (and review us) at Apple Podcasts, follow us @linoleumcast on Instagram, Bluesky, and Facebook, Suh-suh-Saturday ni-ight. Join our club, won't you? Alonso hosts a screening of NO TIME FOR LOVE on Sunday, August 18, at 1pm at the Los Feliz 3. (Hollywood Pride book-signing at 12:30pm, courtesy Skylight Books.)

Ross Lester examines the vanity of life under the sun to point us to the fullness of life in Jesus beyond the sun.

The Milky Way has played a key role in the lore of many cultures. Among other things, it’s represented a road, a river, and the path of the dead into the afterlife – and their home in the afterlife. The role of the Milky Way in ancient Egypt is still a bit – well, milky – it’s just not clear. But some studies have suggested that it represented the sky goddess Nut. And some recent work says the summer Milky Way represented her backbone, while the winter Milky Way represented her arms. Nut was depicted as a star-covered woman arched across the sky. She protected the earth – her brother and consort, Geb. And she was supported by the air – their father, Suh. During the day, the Sun-god Re sailed across her back. At sunset, Nut ate the Sun as it disappeared in the west. At dawn, she gave birth to the Sun, allowing it to return to view in the east. She played a similar role in the motions of bright stars that were used to track time; more about that tomorrow. The recent study says that Nut represented the entire sky, not just the day. So she arched over the nighttime as well – helping protect the Sun and stars during their trip through the underworld. But the Milky Way changes orientation during the night and during the year. So it doesn’t always align with the rising and setting Sun. The alignment is best during parts of summer and winter – the Sun and Milky Way in harmony – connected by the sky goddess. Script by Damond Benningfield

Tyler David examines Jesus' heart for the nations and discusses how our response reveals our understanding of the cross.

Walt Lengel examines this psalm of lament to discover how we can faithfully wrestle with our doubts in God.

Jimmy McNeal explores how God uses His creation, word, and kindness to sanctify His people.

Jon Dansby teaches on the beauty of God and the joyful truth we have in Jesus.

Bob Gutekunst kicks off our "A Summer in the Psalms" series with a message from Psalm91

Brian Benkendorfer explores how God blesses His people so that all tribes, tongues, and nations would praise Him.

Ross Lester closes out the book of Jude by exhorting us to remember our context, calling, and Keeper.

Matt Blackwell explores how God takes both judgment and mercy seriously.

Matt Blackwell explores the charge to contend for the faith amid false teachers and false truths.