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Miracle On Route 34: Part 3 Being naughty can be a very good thing, if he needs help getting jolly. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. "Just when I thought it couldn't get better;" Ginny sighed, lost in bliss. "You certainly know what a woman wants." "I aim to please." Santa said cheerfully, putting one arm around her waist and holding her close while he guided the sleigh. "Think we might've sated you for a while?" "Hmm, maybe for a bit, right?" she purred, stretching like a cat before sitting forward and looking down over the earth, lit by clusters of lights that punctuated the darkness of Christmas Eve. It wasn't long before she began to giggle. "Schilling for your thoughts." Santa said, giving her tit a squeeze. "Well, you probably don't remember, but we've met before," she mentioned lightly, turning her head to wink at him. "I sure remember it." "Oh? Do tell." "Well," she said casually, her thoughts drifting back. "I was sixteen and my girlfriends and I were at the mall. We saw you and decided to sit on your lap. So Cari and I were sitting on you at the same time, squirming our asses on you and kept whispering naughty things in your ears, things we wanted to do to you, you know?" Santa didn't respond for several moments. "See?" Ginny said, smirking. "Told you that you didn't remember." "What; was the date of that, Virginia?" he asked warily. "December fifteenth, eight years ago, about seven-thirty pm," she said. "I still have a photo. Why?" "Because I wasn't in your city on December fifteenth eight years ago," he said with reluctance. "I was in Lahina on Maui, judging a naked limbo contest at a luau." She was silent for some time. "You're; you're sure?" Santa nodded. "Oh, God;" Ginny whispered, her eyes distant. "That means that Cari and I were grinding on some creepy mall Santa; oh, shit, I could feel him getting hard and everything!" Ginny scrunched her face up in revulsion and was flapping her arms in horror. "Oh, God. Blah! Blah! Blah!" Santa's roaring laughter echoed through the darkness as his date for the evening struggled to not puke off the side of the sleigh and onto the unsuspecting town below. Silent Runnings. She always kind of assumed that the sleigh made little or no noise when it touched down on a roof. After all, what kept some survivalist gun nut from trying to blow Santa away with his collection of automatic rifles when he heard some noise he couldn't account for? The sleigh glided silently onto the roof, the blades letting out little more than a hiss and the patter of the reindeer's hooves barely audible. Santa leapt out lightly and assisted her in exiting the sleigh before grinning at her. "Now, I won't be long, just hang tight and stay near the sleigh, if you're within the Gellar Field, you'll keep warm, alright?" Ginny raised an eyebrow in his direction, nonplussed. "Um, 'excuse me? I'm here with Santa Fucking Claus on Christmas Motherfucking Eve. How many times can a girl say that? If you think for one second I'm not delivering presents with you, then you're even more stupid that Krampus. I'm coming." Santa seemed hesitant. "Virginia, I've been at this since Proto-Hittite times, one way or another. I'm kind of an expert and I don't want you to hurt;" "Oh, get real," she snorted, pushing past him toward the chimney. She was glad to note that the 'Gellar Field', whatever the hell that was, seemed to be keeping her warm at this distance. "If your fat ass can fit down a chimney with that huge bag, so can mine." She clambered over the lip of the chimney and eased herself down inside it. Santa watched silently as she wriggled out of sight. There was no noise for several seconds. Finally Ginny spoke, her voice coming up the flue. "Okay, kinda stuck here, with my nose pressed into my own asshole. Little help?" Santa chuckled lightly and reached for a can of grease. Piloting a Ginny. "You're getting better at this, I must say," Santa remarked as he rummaged through his bag of presents while Ginny guided the sleigh. "Last person who drove the sleigh for me, the reindeer resisted a lot. They like you." "Oh?" Ginny replied, twisting the reins slightly and veering the sleigh team southwest. "Who was she?" Santa cleared his throat. "Actually, it was Krampus. Well, he was Pete back then, and it was over six hundred years ago." It took Ginny a moment to recover from her shock and concentrate on guiding the sleigh. Fortunately, the reindeer seemed to know where they were going. "Six hundred;" "Yup," Santa confirmed. "The Belgian monks were still getting the recipe for Stella Artois right the last time one of my kids helped me out." "But what about all your wives you were telling me about?" she asked. "They must've been in the sleigh before." Santa shrugged. "Yeah, people have been in it, I've taken them places, but you and Pete are the only two who have ever helped me on Christmas Eve." She felt herself grow warm, and for once it wasn't because she was wet and horny. "I'm really helping you?" He nodded. "It may be that I'm late because of the donnybrook back at your place, Virginia, but that wasn't your fault, it's just what was meant to be. I was meant to be put behind and now you're meant to be driving this sleigh while I get organized. No matter how many me's there are out there, it won't make a difference unless you're here tonight. It's fated to be that way." Ginny didn't know what to say. She just calmly guided the sleigh, feeling a contentment she'd never quite known before. She was dimly aware of some other shadowy iteration of Santa's sleigh streaking by some miles to the north and waved absently. She couldn't explain why any of this made sense, but it did. She really was different after all. A house below them shone with a golden light in the dark and she turned the reigns easily to guide the reindeer in its direction. There were over a dense residential area, the streets lined with endless numbers of small homes and semis. They glided onto a roof and clambered out. She followed Santa and his present sack down the chimney. In spite of his bulk, he slid down the tight shaft in a way that made her cunt inexplicably wet. "Now that I think of it," she whispered as she wriggled down with him. "How do we get into houses where there's no chimney?" "It was a lot easier before central heating," he answered, almost upside down as he worked his way toward the ground. "For lack of a better term, it's just B & E, I guess. I've got the keys and security codes for every residence on earth." "Wow," she grunted as she twisted and wiggled, her tits squashed to her mouth. If they'd had more time she would have sucked on them for a bit as a reward to herself. "Even Kim Jong-Un?" "Yeah, but he's not getting anything you want to know about for Christmas," Santa muttered. "He's a very bad boy." "So, what, like a leaky bag of flaming panda shit?" she mused, occupying herself as she strained to keep up. "Because that's what he kinda deserves." "Christmas is the one night of the year we don't discuss politics, Virginia." Santa mentioned as he finally freed himself of the confines of the flue and dusted himself off. He helped Ginny out as well, smiling and kissing her nose as she held her off the ground. She blushed and let him put her down, moving to a corner of the living room and watching intently. The house they were in was not big, a modest home for a small family. Santa was rummaging around in his bag, absently noshing on the cookies left on a table near the tree. The tree itself was rather sparse on gifts, something Santa seemed to be rectifying. Ginny didn't notice the other person in the room until it was too late. "So there you are, big man;" Ginny started at the voice but Santa merely stood and turned around, smiling warmly. At the entrance to the room was a woman in a robe. She was older than Ginny, but not more than in her late twenties or early thirties. She had the look of a tired mom. "Been waiting a long, long time to prove to myself that you were real and the presents I couldn't account for just came out thin air," she sighed, nodding. She had sandy-brown hair, done in a long bob. Her face was pretty enough, but you could see in her eyes that sleep was more of an afterthought than anything. "But here you are." "It's good to see you, Linda." Santa said warmly, moving toward her and hugging her. She sighed as he embraced her and Ginny smiled, knowing exactly how content and relieved Linda felt at the moment, whoever the hell she was. "Whoa, did I just get jealous of some girl hugging Santa?" "I can't believe you're here in all your chubby glory," Linda remarked, smiling up at him. "It's a dream come true." Santa nodded. "Little Karen's been very good this year, Linda. She's a real blessing. I brought her the puppy she wanted." Ginny frowned and looked down at a small object that was obviously a puppy, wrapped prettily in Christmas paper and sporting a golden bow on its snout. The puppy panted happily, curled up and went to sleep beneath the tree. "She'll love it," Linda said quietly, her eyes shining. "She'll be so thrilled." "I know she will." Santa said, smiling and placing a hand on Linda's cheek. "Sorry things didn't work out with Bob. He doesn't know what he's missing." "Thanks, I keep telling myself that too," Linda said, dabbing at her eye. "Have you got an STD for his stocking, maybe?" "No," Santa chuckled. "But you need to know that everything's going to be fine, Linda. You've made it this far, you're raising an amazing girl and you own this place now. If I could give you Mother of the Year, I would. But I can't, not my department, so that leaves me to ask; what do you want for Christmas, Linda?" Linda looked into his eyes before her hands reached down and began fumbling with his wide, black belt. Ginny shook her head and sighed, knowing exactly why Linda's reaction was so instinctual. The mother turned her head and seemed to notice the girl in the abbreviated elf costume for the first time. "Oh," she said, her hands still undoing the belt. "Is she your chaperone, to make sure we behave?" "No, she's not my chaperone," Santa said, smiling and shaking his head. "She's my indispensable helper, without whom Christmas wouldn't come this year." Ginny blushed at his description of her. "Oh, okay," Linda said, kneeling and shimmying his red pants down and freeing his monstrous cock. "As long as she doesn't interrupt me enjoying my present." Ginny blushed again, but this time the hair on the back of her neck went up and her eyes narrowed. She folded her arms across her chest, leaned against the wall and watched silently. Very silently. "Wow," Linda mused, taking his cock in both hands and staring at it. "Just when I thought nothing could get longer than that white beard of yours." Ginny blinked and frowned for a moment. White beard? It suddenly occurred to her that Linda was seeing the Santa she had always expected to see, a fat, jolly old man with a long white beard, rosy cheeks and the rest of the Dickensian nonsense. To Ginny, he still looked like the towering, red-bearded lumbersexual she knew him to actually be. Whatever sort of glamour he radiated, it worked even in sexual situations. Without a pause, Linda took Santa's thick cock into her mouth with a sigh and began bobbing back and forth along its length. Her wet lips formed a tight seal around the shaft, her hands holding on to Santa's thighs for balance. "She's doing that all wrong," Ginny sniffed to herself. "He likes it when one hand is pumping along the shaft behind your mouth and the other one is teasing his balls. I should know." Santa turned his head, smiled at her and nodded. Ginny blushed and shut up. He took Linda's head gently in his hands, caressing her hair while she sucked his cock, letting her take all the time she liked. She undid her robe with one hand, letting it fall to a puddle at her knees, now naked. She had a mom bod, Ginny noted, not bad, she was trying to keep herself fit, probably with Tae Bo and jogging or spinning, if she could find the time. Her tits were somewhat pointy, but she wasn't repulsive by any means. Ginny felt herself getting warm as she watched, one of her hands coming up to caress her tits while the other snaked down inside the short green skirt she was wearing and beneath her thong, teasing her understandably gooey cunt. She watched intently as Linda pushed farther and farther down Santa's seemingly endless shaft, breathing through her nose as she tried to reach the root. The hand she kept on his thigh for balance squeeze his pale flesh while the other was massaging her tits, pinching the nipples. She moaned around his cock as he grew harder in her mouth. Ginny leaned her head against the wall, trying to not make noise as she pleasured herself, fingers teasing through her slippery folds or circling her throbbing clit. The hand she had on her tits mimicked Linda's squeezing and pinching her nipples, causing little needles of stinging delight to shoot through her. Linda's hand moved down between her legs and her fingers began churning inside her cunt. She moaned loudly as she pleasured herself. Normally Ginny would have thought she'd wake her kid, but Santa probably had some weird sound-dampening field just to keep things like this from happening. Typical. Ginny bit her lip as she watched, her skin blushing pink as she worked herself into a silent frenzy, her wet core beginning to blossom as Linda sucked and bobbed on Santa's cock faster and faster; Both women let out a loud moan as they came, pleasure bubbling up through Ginny's body while her fingers worked madly inside her clenching, slippery tunnel. Her knees buckled and she went to the floor, still fucking herself. Linda grunted and began swallowing as Santa came, finally pulling her mouth off and panting heavily, jerking his throbbing cock frantically and splattering his pearly cum across her tits with great eagerness. Ginny slowly lifted her head, gazing at Santa and Linda through heavily-lidded eyes. She'd cum so hard just from fingering herself. Was it her proximity to Santa that caused all her sensations to be so heightened? Santa knelt as well, hugging Linda to himself and whispering in her ear. She slowly pulled her arms up and embraced him, smiling against his shoulder and nodding gently, her eyes still closed. After holding her for some time, her took her by the chin and lifted her gaze to meet his. "Okay, back to bed with you," he said gently. "You'll sleep very well tonight and Karen will come to wake you." Linda smiled dreamily and rubbed her nose against Santa's before giving it a kiss. She stood, slipped her robe back on, winked at him and left without another word. Santa watched her leave and nodded in satisfaction. "Just what she needed," he said to himself. "Okay, Virginia, I'm going to finish these last few presents and then we're; Virginia?" But Ginny was still kneeling, slumped to one side against the wall and snoring. Santa chuckled and finished the presents before picking her up and holding her limp body under one arm and his giant sack over the other shoulder before disappearing up the flue in the blink of an eye. Carnal Knowledge. "Taip! Taip! Mano Dievas!" Kuni moaned loudly as she sat on her sister's face, grinding her cunt eagerly down onto Minna's mouth. Her blonde twin clamped her arms around her sister's thighs tightly as she lapped hungrily at the slick lips above. Santa was kneeling between Minna's legs, holding them wide and thrusting back and forth, his cock plunging in and out of her. Ginny was leaning against the wall once again, trying to not look exasperated. The Lithuanian girls were writhing and grinding in a frenzy, clearly enjoying their early Christmas present. It wasn't like they'd crept down and surprised Ginny and Santa, as Linda had, they had actually written to Santa, saying that their parents were away for the holiday and they wanted him to come and fuck them for Christmas. They'd been waiting patiently in the living room when Santa and Ginny appeared out of the chimney, the twins wearing nothing but their little cheerleader uniforms. Minna groaned shamelessly while she lashed her Kuni's twat with her tongue, shuddering as Santa's iron-hard rod nearly split her in half. Ginny had to admit, the blonde twins had rocking bodies, trim and tight from whatever activities they were involved in. She'd have to get into P90-X or Crossfit if she was ever going to compete with these two. "Senelis!" Minna gasped, sliding a finger up inside her sister, which Kuni ground on shamelessly. She gyrated her hips, fucking back against Santa, her fingernails digging into her sister's ass cheeks as she endured the battering waves of pleasure. "Ah, Duok man sunku!" "Pasakykite pra¨ome;" Santa replied, smiling slyly. "Pra¨om!" Minna wailed, her body almost thrashing. "Pra¨om pra¨om pra¨om! Nekankink manęs!" Santa nodded and leaned forward, pressing Minna's legs almost back against her body, his weight over her now as he sank his cock down inside her. The blonde girl almost screamed in pleasure. Kuni grappled onto Santa's neck and kissed him greedily, churning her cunt down onto Minna's glistening face. "Unreal," Ginny muttered. "And I thought I was a relentless horny machine. But you, sir, take the cake." "I would expect you of all people to understand by now," Santa said cheerfully. "Minna and Kuni have been very good this year. They're both at the top of their class, they've been socially active regarding building homeless shelters, they're both” "Over the age of eighteen?" Ginny bit out. "It's Lithuania, that wouldn't matter," Santa pointed out. "They've been very good girls and I'm duty-bound to give them what they want for Christmas." "So no point deductions for incest?" Ginny asked somewhat testily. "There weren't for you and your brother, were there?" he replied while Kuni nipped at his skin. Ginny blushed again and stopped talking. She watched while Kuni pulled herself off her sister's mouth and hastily clambered around to lie on top of her, kissing her sister while squirming her wet cunt down on Minna's. She groaned loudly when Santa pulled out of the girl below and pushed deep inside her. "Dear diary," Ginny muttered. "Having a great time in Vilnius, watching Santa skewer Lithuanian sisters;" Santa grunted and pushed in hard, his hips trembling as he started to cum. Kuni and Minna screamed into one another's mouths, hips bucking furiously. He pulled out of Kuni and slammed back into Minna, filling her with cum as well before both sisters scrambled to their knees while he stood. They swallowed his cock greedily, taking turns pumping the shaft while the other sucked on it. They kissed around the throbbing cock, licking the pearly cum off one another's faces. "Esate labai geros mergaitės," Santa breathed, holding them both gently by the back of their heads while they sucked hungrily. "Keep up the good work and Santa will see you again next year;" "If we're not still here with these two whores next Christmas;" Ginny thought darkly. Santa’s copilot. Ginny was guiding the sleigh, but she kept looking back at Santa, trying not to smirk. He was sitting beside her, a rather blank stare on his face, his eyes a little red around the edges. "I'm still sorta hungry;" he said somewhat absently. "So you actually thought 'Colorado Gold' was a brand of flour used to make baked goods?" "Note to self," he murmured. "Do not eat the brownies left out for you in Denver;" Basement Bound. Ginny followed Santa as they crept down the stairs toward the basement apartment, a prismatic glow on the wall ahead of them indicating a tree was nearby. They rounded a corner and paused. A young man dressed in X-Men boxers and a white t-shirt almost walked into them as he rubbed his eyes. He stared at them for a moment, saying absolutely nothing. After a long, awkward pause, Santa reached back into his sack and pulled out a wrapped gift which he slowly handed to the kid. The kid took it equally slowly and unwrapped it, his eyes widening as several deluxe editions of the newest PC games were revealed. The kid smiled sheepishly and sighed. "Thanks, now that I know you're real." "You don't seem happy, Kevin," Santa said, obviously concerned. "You've been great all year and these are what you wanted, right?" "I; yeah, they are," sighed the kid. "At least, that's what I told everyone I wanted. My friends and I, we're all gamers, and this is amazing, but;" "But;" Santa pressed. "Well, Christmas is also my birthday," Kevin said. "Here I am, eighteen finally, and I still haven't had sex with a girl yet." Santa smiled. "Well, I normally deal exclusively in Christmas wishes rather than birthdays, but perhaps this year I can help you out there, Kevin." Kevin raised an eyebrow. "Virginia," Santa stated, looking at her. "I give you Kevin the Boy. Return unto me Kevin the Man." Ginny couldn't believe what she said next. "Thought you'd never ask, Big Red;" She walked forward and took the games out of Kevin's hands, tossing them over her shoulder. Santa grabbed them hastily out of the air as Ginny poked a finger into Kevin's chest and pressed him up against the wall. His eyes were wide, not at all sure what was happening. "Santa's already given you your Christmas presents," Ginny said as she knelt in front of him and tugged at his boxers. "Which means it's up to me to give you a happy birthday;" She pulled the boxers down and tossed them aside. His cock was limp but she could already tell it was swelling with excitement. Rather than teasing the poor virgin, Ginny stroked his shaft and slid her mouth all the way down, deep-throating him. Kevin shuddered and groaned loudly. "Make all the noise you want, you won't wake your parents upstairs," Ginny mentioned, pulling her mouth off his cock for a moment and pumping the shaft with her hand while she looked up at him. "The big man here has some sort of sound-dampening field or some shit so that he doesn't get caught busting into people's houses." Kevin's hands flattened against the wall and his fingers flexed as she slid her mouth down his length again before bobbing back and forth in a slow rhythm. She felt his fingers take her by the hair and begin kneading, lost in this clearly new delight. She hummed gently, vibrating her mouth around his sensitive skin. "Well, look at you," she remarked, smiling as she pulled back and gazed at his now hard and throbbing cock, glistening with the wetness of her mouth. "That's a nice dick you've got there, Kevin. You're a grower, I'm impressed." Kevin took a deep breath. "Maybe, but it doesn't look like much when it's limp. The one time I let a girl at school see it, I was nervous and it shrunk, so she was laughing at me." "Then I'll give you a tip before I fuck you, Kevin," Ginny said, stroking the shaft and spitting on it, to keep it moist while she instructed him. "Girls can be hideous cunts about that sort of thing sometimes, but they have their own insecurities. So never bring your insecurity to the ballgame. You need to be turned on and your Johnson here on the rise by the time you get naked for her." "Uh-huh?" he said somewhat uncertainly, shivering as she bent her thumb so that the pad pressed against the top of his mushroom head every time she stroked down. He couldn't believe this was happening. Some hot Elf-chick who looked like a Warcraft mod was blowing him! "So from now on, you dominate, you got it?" Ginny said. "Make her get naked or make her turn you on so that she can see how big your cock is before you ever get out of your boxers. No girl is gonna say no to this thing when it's fully inflated, I promise." "R-really?" Kevin asked. Ginny kept her eyes locked with his but reached down under her panties for several moment before bringing her fingers up for display. They glistened wetly in the dim light. "It's made me horny, champ. And because of that cock, I need to fuck you. You with me?" Kevin just thunked his head back against the wall, closed his eyes and nodded. "Oh, and don't worry about trying to last," Ginny added. "Being around the Red Machine makes you want to fuck and cum all night. You'll be fine." She swallowed his cock with a will, determined to give this kid the best first time anyone had ever had. Her hand followed her mouth along the shaft and she hummed, swirling her tongue along its length. The kid wasn't Santa, but this would be a perfectly good ride for any girl worth fucking once he had his confidence. Her free hand worked its way back inside her panties and began fingering, teasing her wet folds and slipping inside, getting her ready for the main event. "Umm, do you want to fuck me, Kevin?" she asked, smiling up at him. "Do you want to fuck my cunt good and hard?" "Uh; yes;" he whimpered. "Say it like you mean it, Thor," she insisted, pressing her thumb along the throbbing vein on the bottom of his thick shaft. "The girl wants confidence. This cock is worth your best effort." He took several deep breaths before looking down at her and nodding. "I want to fuck you." "You do?" she asked before sliding him back down her throat. "No," he said finally, taking her under the arms and pulling her up. Ginny exhaled suddenly as his cock popped out of her mouth unexpectedly and he spun her around to press up against the wall. "I don't want to fuck you; I will fuck you." "That's my boy," Ginny breathed, her eyes flashing with sudden lust and delight. She spread her legs and tilted her hips forward, eager to feel him inside her. "Fuck me good and hard, Kevin!" "K-zon," the boy almost growled, pressing his throbbing cockhead against her entrance. "My gaming tag is K-zon and that's what the girls will call me when I fuck them!" Ginny nodded eagerly. "Good. Give it to me, K-zon;" She moaned loudly as he pushed inside her, heedless of any sense of timing or technique, but eager to be deep in a woman. He squeezed her sides as he trembled, overcome by the wet, tight sensation of her cunt gripping him. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and one leg slung over his hip as she looked into his eyes. Ginny began a pumping motion with her hips, sliding back and forth on his cock while K-zon was paralyzed by the flood of pleasure. "Alright, slugger," she whispered in a husky voice as she fucked herself on him. "Let's bust this first nut of yours quick, so you know what to expect. Don't hold back, just pound my cunt until you blow, got it?" He nodded as he buried his face in her shoulder and started pumping awkwardly with his hips, his whole body trembling. Ginny felt an unreal flush of heat coursing through her already, an intense orgasm building up inside. Holy shit, was she turned on and about to get off because she was mentoring a virgin? She pulled Kevin tight against herself and shivered, letting out a gasp while he moaned and jammed his hips up tight against hers, she could feel his cock twitching inside her as he spunked, Her own orgasm flooded over her, molten bubbles of ecstasy popping by the millions throughout her sweating, slick frame. He almost buckled at the knees, collapsing against her, panting like he'd run a marathon. Ginny smiled and caressed his hair, feeling his still-hard cock throbbing inside her. She ran her fingers over his cheek and looked into his eyes. "Ready to keep going?" she asked. "Second one's usually even better." He nodded and she pulled him down to his knees while she got on all fours, wiggling her invitingly. She winked back at him. "You know what to do, K-zon," she purred. "Show me what you're gonna do to the girls this coming year;" Without another thought, he took Ginny by the hips and slid his cock deep inside her again. Ginny moaned loudly, lowering her head to the floor and pushed back against him. She felt him begin to push back and forth and matched his rhythm by squeezing her cunt muscles around him as he slid in. His fingers dug into her hips and ass cheeks delightfully. She could tell he might last a little longer this time, but not by much. Then again, she wasn't here to teach him to be a sex god, she was here to pop his cherry and give him a birthday to remember. "Umm, right there, big man;" she panted, surprised that she meant what she was saying. She wasn't just stroking his fragile ego, she was quite serious, because he was hitting a spot in her cunt that she really liked. He had a long enough cock that it touched her pleasure spot and he was just wide enough to pleasantly stretch her so that she knew she was being fucked properly. With confidence, this kid would be a good lay. Kevin slapped his thighs against her ass cheeks and she squeaked and yelped in response. Her gooey cunt clenched him tightly, utilizing those vaginal contractions she seemed to be so damned expert at tonight. "Fuck;" Kevin grunted as he pumped his hips, his chest now glistening with sweat. "This is so much better than my hand or a fleshlight!" "Uh, and you feel a lot fucking better than a vibe," Ginny panted, still face-down and ass-up. "You're gonna make them scream, K-zon;" He seemed encouraged by her words and pumped harder, determined to make Ginny and himself cum again. He seemed to have found his rhythm and fucked her steadily, his eyes closed as he lost himself in the unreal sensation of sex with a live girl. Ginny bit at the knuckle of her middle finger, aware of how flushed and warm her body was. She could feel her wetness trickling down over her stomach from her cunt, since her ass was perched in the air. The slick, sucking noises of her sex were unmistakable. "Oh, you're doing really good, K-zon," she said breathily. "You're gonna have me cumming again before long!" Kevin seemed to be beyond words as he merely nodded hastily and kept fucking her, eyes closed and back arched. The slapping noise of his thighs against her ass was a wet one now, since they were both sweating profusely. She could feel the damp perspiration in her hairline, her mouth open and she wiped at it when she realized she was almost drooling. "Yes, K-zon!" she gasped, using the name he wanted again, pushing back against him but still letting him control the action. "Fucking make me cum! Don't hold back! Uh, fuck!" Kevin jammed his hips against her suddenly and cried out, a sound that Ginny echoed half a second later. Rapture splintered through her as she came, feeling him slamming against her as he climaxed, his pearly offering now deep inside her. Through glassy eyes, she looked around for Santa, to see if he was watching, but he was nowhere in sight. Kevin seemed ready to fall over, exhausted, but she gently pushed backward until he sat on his behind with her in his lap, facing away. Slowly she turned around and laid him on the floor, his cock still deep inside her. She put her hands on his shoulders and smiled down at him, her nipples tracing little patterns over his chest as she did so. "That was amazing, K-zon," she said quietly. "A really great addition to my night." He was still breathing heavily but nodded at her. "Thanks. It was more than I could have hoped for. I;I guess it's been a busy evening for you this way?" "Well, you're my only virgin to this point, if that's what you're asking," Ginny sighed. "The big red machine has fucked me more times tonight that I care to remember and I was nearly raped to death by Krampus, so this was exactly the sort of change of pace I needed, you know?" She sat up, still straddling him and impaled on his cock, a thought occurring to her. "Hey, Big Red," she called out. "I just let him bust in me twice, do you have any fixes dated from yesterday?" A tiny white pill flew out of the other room. She caught it deftly in her hand and popped it in her mouth. "I'm getting good at this 'time-is-fluid' shit," she giggled to herself. "Maybe I'll teach quantum physics." "You don't need a glass of water or anything?" Kevin asked, looking up at her. "Trust me, Kevin, if there's one thing I'm good at, it's swallowing." Ginny replied, smiling down at him somewhat haughtily before carefully pulling herself off his cock, causing them both to shudder and moan quietly. She knelt over his waist and sucked on his cock, cleaning their mingled cum off him and then helping him to his feet. She slipped her thong back on while Kevin retrieved his boxers. They were just straightening themselves out when Santa appeared from the other room. "Did you enjoy your birthday present, Kevin?" he asked cheerfully. "Yessir," the newly-minted young man said. "Best birthday present anyone ever received." "Glad to hear it," Santa said, nodding. "And I know it doesn't compare to what Virginia just gave you, but I think you'll be pleased with your new rig I just set up. Five terrabytes of hard drive space, thirty-two gigs of DDR4 RAM, an overclocked quad-core CPU that'll put the i7 to shame, eight fans, a nickle and copper piping coolant system and L E D to make sure everyone knows you're in the house. Oh, and I've upgraded your server to be multi-line, WAN and load-balancing. You and your guild will never lag again as long as you host." Kevin's eyes went wide. "I've got fat pipes?" Santa nodded while Ginny shook her head, understanding none of this geek talk. It only figured that Santa was a giant nerd. Kevin looked like he might faint. "Well, I've just done what you deserved," Santa mentioned. "It's Virginia who should get the credit for your night being so spectacular." "Yeah," Kevin said, blushing and smiling at her. "Thanks." "My pleasure, trust me," she said easily. "Somebody have a pen I can use?" Santa handed her one and she looked at Kevin. "Your number, dude." Kevin managed to stutter out his number, which she wrote down on her wrist before nodding in satisfaction and giving the pen back to Santa. "Alright, if I ever happen to be in Ohio for some godforsaken reason, I can look you up and give you a booty call. Sound good?" Kevin nodded dumbly. "Just remember this," she said, poking him in the chest, her voice serious. "You've got a lot to learn still. You've got a nice cock between your legs, don't treat it like a Louisville Slugger and just beat the hell out of her with it, you're better than that." He nodded. "And if a girl wants you to fuck her, she'll give you signals, so watch." Ginny added, poking his chest with her nail. "Don't assume you can just force yourself on anyone or next year it's dead spiders in your stocking, you got it?" Kevin nodded again. "Excellent," she said sweetly. "Now go to sleep, champ. Merry Christmas and happy birthday. C'mon, Santa, we have a holiday to save!" "Yes, my lady!" Santa laughed, following her out of the basement. They were back on the roof when Santa smirked at her as they climbed into the sleigh. "Dead spiders in the stocking?" She shrugged. "Isn't that what you'd give a guy if he forced himself on a girl?" "Well, no," he replied as he snapped the reins and they took off into the cold night air. "That's more of a legal issue. If he was considering it, I wouldn't have mentioned dead spiders, I'd' have been more inclined to point out that he'd spend the next few years in a cell as some fat, greasy tattooed bastard's buttery cornhole." The sleigh lurched to one side as Ginny burst out laughing. A Pretty Man. Santa stared awkwardly, making a wry face while Ginny stood off to the side, smirking. Standing in front of Santa was a very pretty young man in pale pink pajamas, his hands behind his back, one knee turned in, twisting his toe into the rug and blushing expectantly. Ginny wiped a tear away from her eye, she was trying so hard not to laugh. "Yeah, that ain't happening." Santa said finally. "But I've been so good;" the young man cooed, smiling coyly and winking. "C'mon, Santa," Ginny urged, clearly enjoying his discomfiture. "He's been so good, and you always reward your good children, don't you?" "Nice try, lady," Santa said, pressing behind his ear, apparently activating a communicator. "Get Agent 641 to me, I need a pinch hitter, stat." Santa threw a small disk on the floor while Ginny and the young boy in pink watched curiously. The device oscillated and expanded, becoming a larger disk. Seconds later it began to glow and hum. A column of rainbow light radiated up from it and a kneeling shape appeared. Seconds later, the rainbow light faded away and a lithe, comely figure stood. He had the same slender, beautiful features as the warrior-elves who had fought earlier that night, his eyes a piercing violet color, his impossibly long raven hair held in gold rings. His pale body was naked except for a tiny thong. "Holy shit snacks;" Ginny breathed as she gazed stupidly at the new arrival, feeling her thong get wet. "Ylmarin, young Trevor here has been an extra-good boy, perhaps you'd care to reward him?" Santa suggested as the inhumanly graceful being stepped off the platform. The tall being looked down at the young man named Trevor, assessing him and then nodded. "Yes, sire, I can absolutely do this." Trevor blushed furiously and giggled, covering his face. Ylmarin reached over and took the boy's hand before leading him back to the bedroom. Santa nodded and began rummaging around in his toy sack, putting items under the tree. "Okay, we got that out of the way," he said, squatting and putting items under the decidedly pink-lit tree. "Virginia, if you could hand me the, Virginia? Ginny?" He frowned and turned to look for his helper, finally sighting her. She was standing in the doorway to the bedroom and looking in. One of her hands squeezing her tits while the other had snaked down inside her panties. "Alright, go on, you little voyeur." Santa chuckled, shaking his head. "Yum yum!" she squeaked and skipped into the room, from which moans were now emanating. Seeking to be naughty. "You weren't worried about being on the Naughty List if you waited up for me?" Santa asked the dark-haired girl as she sat on her floor, watching him intently. She pushed her glasses up her nose and shook her head, pretty curly locks spilling over her shoulders as she did so. "Not worried, hmm?" he mused, observing her. "So you think you're already on the Naughty List?" The girl nodded. Ginny blinked and pursed her lips. "Why isn't she talking? Is she mute or doesn't she speak English?" Santa shook his head. "No, Ellie's just shy. She doesn't speak much at first, but once she gets going;" He knelt down in front of the girl and smiled. "Well, here I am. What is it you wanted to ask me, Ellie?" The tan girl turned her head and looked down at the floor sheepishly for several seconds before working up the nerve to speak. "I; I want my daddy, Santa." Ginny blinked. "She what, wants him back from deployment for Christmas, she wants her father to move back home;" "No, Virginia," Santa said cheerfully. "She doesn't want her father, she wants her daddy." "Oh," Ginny said, suddenly understanding. "So, now what?" "That's all she wanted for Christmas, so we give her, her daddy." Santa said simply. The girl's eyes lit up in delight and she sat up straight, looking very excited. Santa pointed behind Ellie and she turned to look behind herself; Her daddy stood in the doorway, his green-hazel eyes mirroring her excitement and a big grin on her face. His long, sandy-blond hair fell down to his shoulder blades. "Daddy!" Ginny squealed as she scrambled to her feet and threw herself against her daddy, kissing him feverishly. He held her tight, returning the kiss while she began pulling his clothes off him. "I missed you so much!" "Missed you too, baby;" he murmured through the kiss as he pulled her top off, exposing her lush tits. "I never had a daddy." Ginny sighed as she watched the couple get increasingly naked and feeling the now-familiar tingle building. "I should take care of that at some point." "I've got some other deliveries in the immediate area," Santa mentioned. "How about I go take care of them while you have a little fun with these two?" "Well, I'm not attracted to girls." Ginny said in a non-committal tone. "You just didn't know you were until tonight." Santa replied, smiling. "Just trust me on this, Virginia." "Well, like you said earlier, I've had you inside all my orifices, so what's the harm in trusting you now, right?" she admitted, shrugging. Would being bisexual be such a bad thing? It certainly widened her options for dating. Santa nodded and walked out of the room. Ginny turned to look at the couple she was left with, who were already splayed out on the rug, naked and pleasuring one another. Ellie was lying on top of her daddy, facing down his body and sucking on his cock hungrily while he was pulling her slippery cunt lips apart and sliding his tongue up and down her twat, making her shiver and moan. "Fuck it," Ginny said finally, stripping out of her skimpy outfit and walking up to the two of them. She laid down beside Ellie's daddy and smiled at her, both their heads over hips. "Feel like tag-teaming, babe?" Ellie looked up for a moment and nodded readily. Ginny smiled and leaned in, flicking her tongue against the tip of his cock. The curly-haired girl giggled and joined Ginny in teasing the throbbing cock, taking turns sliding their tongue up and down the shaft while the other swirled her tongue around the head and took it into her mouth, starting to bob up and down. Ginny felt herself getting really wet and pressed her lips to Ellie's around the head of her daddy's cock, kissing her. They both moaned as their tongues tangled around the glistening head. Ginny's hand slipped into the girl's hair, wrapping in it to hold her in place. Ellie smelled like strawberries and Ginny felt herself getting wetter as she took in the scent. "Daddy," whimpered the girl. "Fuck me;" Ginny knelt up while the other girl straddled her daddy's hips, facing down his body. Her sticky cunt was positioned over his throbbing cock and Ginny took hold of it and guided it home. Ellie sighed almost in relief as she sank down, his cock filling her. Smiling wickedly, Ginny made Ellie lie back along her daddy's body and the girl gasped as her put his hands on her tits and held her. As Ellie and her daddy began to squirm and writhe, her glistening cunt swallowing his cock greedily, Ginny bent down and tongued at the shaft as it slid back and forth through her lips. She pressed her thumb gently on Ellie's clit, causing her to shudder and moan loudly. Then her tongue traced a slow route around the engorged cunt lips, teasing her new girl lover. Ellie whimpered and panted, begging her daddy to fuck her harder. Ginny sucked Ellie's clit into her mouth and was rewarded with a strangled cry from above. She fondled the sac in front of her gently and pressed on the throbbing vein. Her cunt was getting wetter with each passing moment and she needed to know if Ellie would share; Without another word, she crawled over Ellie and settled down on top of her, her tits squashing into the succulent set below. She moved around until she felt her cunt pressed to Ellie's and the magical, rhythmic motion of the cock still pumping in and out of her. She shuddered as their lips and clits met and they wrapped their arms around one another, kissing shamelessly. Tongues snaked and writhed as they moaned into one another's mouths. "Daddy," panted the younger girl. "Fuck Santa's elf-girl; fuck her please;" Ginny felt her own ferocious desire rising as the cock slurped out of Ellie and pressed against her. She groaned gutturally as she felt the head penetrate and then she pressed down eagerly, taking it deep inside her. Still sandwiched between them, Ellie took one of Ginny's tits and sucked the nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. Ginny arched her back and hissed through clenched teeth, squeezing hard on the invading cock. She ground down on Ellie's daddy, gyrating her hips and her fingers digging into the other girl's skin. Ellie sucked and bit her nipples, the delicious sting heightening her ecstasy. She body was streaming with sweat while he fucked her, Ellie's soft flesh undulating against hers. She could hear him panting and feel him stiffening and knew what happened next. With great haste and even greater reluctance, she pulled herself off the cock and knelt, pulling Ellie up into a kneeling position. She helped her daddy stand quickly while Ellie took his cock and pumped it eagerly with her hand. Once he was standing, they both attacked his cock with their mouths and hands, pleasuring him beyond endurance. He put his hand on the back of their heads and groaned loudly, his hips shuddering as he came. Both girls pressed their faces in, letting him spurt on their mouths and cheeks, hands still working the shaft quickly. The warm, sticky cum brought with it a warm flush of memories, how it always felt on her skin, the tingling, scintillating pleasure she always felt in the ardor of others. Ellie's soft tits pressed to hers, their cheeks meeting as they accepted the pearly offering, on their chins and now glazing their tits; she loved it all. She was never happier than when she was in the throes of passion with others. Was this what she was truly meant to do? Was this a Christmas epiphany? Ellie and Ginny began kissing hungrily, licking the cum off one another's faces with a fervor, then off each other's neck and tits. They returned their attention to the still twitching cock, kissing and sucking it dry. Once Ellie's daddy was spent, she laid him down and Ginny helped her snuggle into his warm, loving embrace. The girl smiled at her and giggled before blowing a kiss. Ginny gathered up her outfit and exited the apartment quietly. Not surprisingly at this point, the sleigh was just pulling back onto the roof as she arrived. Santa smiled at her. "So did you know I was bi all these years?" she asked as she clambered into the seat and beside him and snuggled into his side as they took off. He nodded. "Not my place to rob you of your journey of self-discovery, though." "Maybe," she sighed. "But think about all the fun I've missed out on, not playing with girls too. Doubling the size of my dating pool might have made a difference." "You've always been who you're meant to be, Virginia," he said cheerfully. "And your little epiphany tonight is going to have big implications in the year to come. Trust me." Her eyes widened. "For real?" "Would I lie?" Santa laughed. Ginny in the sleigh. Ginny was lying back in the plush red seat of the sleigh, her chest heaving as she stared at the pre-dawn sky. Her little elf-outfit was almost in shreds and she was missing one of her shoes. Even Santa looked a little worn. "So that's what sex with an entire sorority house feels like;" she said distantly. "Kinda gives me a new respect for those college quarterbacks. Those girls are animals." Santa nodded. "I have to admit, that wore me out a little too, which is saying something. And before you ask, yes, they have all been good this past year and they sent me one letter asking for Santa to fuck them as a sorority, so that really was their Christmas present." Ginny nodded. "That and the four metric tons of vibrators, dildos, eggs, anal beads, ben-wa balls and lingerie I saw you drop off; and about thirty Sybians." "They're a really good sorority house." Santa admitted. Ginny just stared at the sky. "Hard to believe that you're brought up a certain way, being told that good kids act a certain way, only to find out that being a total mega-slut is not grounds for being added to the Naughty List but sneaking cookies when mom told you not to is." "I didn't make the rules," Santa said, shrugging, but then he paused. "Oh, wait; ya know, I probably did, a long, long time ago." Ginny giggled tiredly. "This has been the longest and most oversexed night of my life, and that's saying something for me. Where are we headed, Big Man?" "Well, it's almost dawn." Santa said, looking east. "I'm going to have to drop you off before long now that my rounds are done." "Yeah," Ginny said somewhat reluctantly. "Since I don't have a house, I guess you should drop me off at my parents' place. I can't exactly tell 'em that my house was destroyed in a massive battle between Santa's elves and Krampus, but maybe they'll believe a gas main exploded." "You can't lie, Virginia, we've been over this." Santa said firmly. "Well I can't really tell them the truth either, can I?" Ginny pointed out, hoping she didn't sound too quarrelsome. "I know;" he said quietly, still guiding the sleigh. The soared through the dark sky for some time, saying nothing. Eventually, Ginny began to make out shapes in the night, sleek silhouettes that looked almost like slender, jet-powered Skidoos, being ridden by beings in strange armor with glowing runes and wild mans of hair. "Just my guardians," Santa said in an assuring tone. "Making sure there are no last-minute attempts to thwart us." The earth far below them took on a white cast and Ginny knew that they were above a region covered in snow. She couldn't feel it, but she could sense the cold air around them as the sleigh angled down, heading to the ground. The landing was predictably smooth and they finally came to a stop, flanked by the jet bikes and their unsettling warriors. Santa jumped out and helped Ginny down, smiling at her and wrapping her in a warm, furry red blanket from head to toe. When he pulled it off her, she was no dressed in a stylish red velvet dress, trimmed in white and ending on her upper thighs to show lots of leg. Her calf-high boots were red and edged with white, with adorable little poms dangling from the side. She even had a white poof to keep her hands warm and the Santa hat she now wore kept her ears toasty. "You look beautiful," he said as he waved in front of himself to conjure an ice mirror that reflected her image perfectly. "And without you, Virginia, there wouldn't have been a Christmas this year. You need to understand that." Ginny blushed prettily and walked alongside him, petting the reindeers as she walked by. She even gave Donner a kiss on the nose and the beast snorted and blushed, pawing the ground. They walked casually through the snow, holding hands until they were approached by several people. Ginny's eyes went wide, these were all women, clad in black armor with baroque chest plates reminiscent of bustiers. They all wore their hair bobbed, universally black or platinum in color and they carried savage-looking rifles or flamethrowers. They all knelt reverently as Santa approached. "Do I want to know?" Ginny breathed. "My personal guard," Santa said, nodding to the women as he passed through them. "Orphan girls I've saved from a cruel world. They're fanatically devoted to me, even beyond my elves." Her mouth was somewhat dry when she asked the next question. "Do you; you know;" "Yes, Virginia," he said, saving her the difficulty of asking. "They're also my lovers. When they're not fighting for me or standing guard, they live in the bliss I seem uniquely capable of giving women." "That doesn't sound like such a bad life," Ginny said, a hopeful tone in her voice. "I mean, I'm no orphan, but I'd say we pretty compatible sexually. Aren't we?" He turned and took her gently by the arms, smiling warmly down into her eyes in that way that made her knees go weak. Other people may have seen the fat old jolly man, but she could see only the copper-haired and bearded giant with eyes deeper than a galaxy and a boyish smile that she knew she'd always love. "You're right, Virginia, you're not an orphan," he said quietly. "These girls had no future. I have no right to rob you of yours. And believe me, you don't want to miss it." He took her hand and kept walking, snow gently falling as they walked through the stands of tall trees. When they emerged on the far side, he grinned and gestured grandly in front of them. Ginny's eyes went wide. Across the clearing was her lovely home, looking as good as new. Squads of warrior-elves stood guard menacingly around the perimeter while other, smaller beings she more associated with the Christmas story elves scampered around, making final adjustments to the domicile. "Like the whole thing never happened," Santa declared. "And there are even some improvements, I might add." "Ya don't say," Ginny said somewhat absently, still staring in disbelief. All sign of the titan battle fought on her property less than twelve hours ago were gone. "Uh; improvements?" Santa nodded. "We added solar panels and some subtle wind turbines, so you can officially live off the grid. Water's hooked up to a local artesian well. Improved your internet connection, you get about two hundred megabits per second, not to mention the fact that we connected you to our servers, so the Tor Network and the Deep Web have nothing on you for security and anonymity." "Wow;" was all she seemed to be able to say. "Let's see, we reinforced the frame and the roof, you could probably get hit by a meteor and barely notice," Santa continued. "Windows are made of transparent aluminum, they're durable, to say the least." "No bugs crashing through my bay windows?" she asked. "Actually got a nifty physics trick for you

Miracle On Route 34: Part 3 Being naughty can be a very good thing, if he needs help getting jolly. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. "Just when I thought it couldn't get better;" Ginny sighed, lost in bliss. "You certainly know what a woman wants." "I aim to please." Santa said cheerfully, putting one arm around her waist and holding her close while he guided the sleigh. "Think we might've sated you for a while?" "Hmm, maybe for a bit, right?" she purred, stretching like a cat before sitting forward and looking down over the earth, lit by clusters of lights that punctuated the darkness of Christmas Eve. It wasn't long before she began to giggle. "Schilling for your thoughts." Santa said, giving her tit a squeeze. "Well, you probably don't remember, but we've met before," she mentioned lightly, turning her head to wink at him. "I sure remember it." "Oh? Do tell." "Well," she said casually, her thoughts drifting back. "I was sixteen and my girlfriends and I were at the mall. We saw you and decided to sit on your lap. So Cari and I were sitting on you at the same time, squirming our asses on you and kept whispering naughty things in your ears, things we wanted to do to you, you know?" Santa didn't respond for several moments. "See?" Ginny said, smirking. "Told you that you didn't remember." "What; was the date of that, Virginia?" he asked warily. "December fifteenth, eight years ago, about seven-thirty pm," she said. "I still have a photo. Why?" "Because I wasn't in your city on December fifteenth eight years ago," he said with reluctance. "I was in Lahina on Maui, judging a naked limbo contest at a luau." She was silent for some time. "You're; you're sure?" Santa nodded. "Oh, God;" Ginny whispered, her eyes distant. "That means that Cari and I were grinding on some creepy mall Santa; oh, shit, I could feel him getting hard and everything!" Ginny scrunched her face up in revulsion and was flapping her arms in horror. "Oh, God. Blah! Blah! Blah!" Santa's roaring laughter echoed through the darkness as his date for the evening struggled to not puke off the side of the sleigh and onto the unsuspecting town below. Silent Runnings. She always kind of assumed that the sleigh made little or no noise when it touched down on a roof. After all, what kept some survivalist gun nut from trying to blow Santa away with his collection of automatic rifles when he heard some noise he couldn't account for? The sleigh glided silently onto the roof, the blades letting out little more than a hiss and the patter of the reindeer's hooves barely audible. Santa leapt out lightly and assisted her in exiting the sleigh before grinning at her. "Now, I won't be long, just hang tight and stay near the sleigh, if you're within the Gellar Field, you'll keep warm, alright?" Ginny raised an eyebrow in his direction, nonplussed. "Um, 'excuse me? I'm here with Santa Fucking Claus on Christmas Motherfucking Eve. How many times can a girl say that? If you think for one second I'm not delivering presents with you, then you're even more stupid that Krampus. I'm coming." Santa seemed hesitant. "Virginia, I've been at this since Proto-Hittite times, one way or another. I'm kind of an expert and I don't want you to hurt;" "Oh, get real," she snorted, pushing past him toward the chimney. She was glad to note that the 'Gellar Field', whatever the hell that was, seemed to be keeping her warm at this distance. "If your fat ass can fit down a chimney with that huge bag, so can mine." She clambered over the lip of the chimney and eased herself down inside it. Santa watched silently as she wriggled out of sight. There was no noise for several seconds. Finally Ginny spoke, her voice coming up the flue. "Okay, kinda stuck here, with my nose pressed into my own asshole. Little help?" Santa chuckled lightly and reached for a can of grease. Piloting a Ginny. "You're getting better at this, I must say," Santa remarked as he rummaged through his bag of presents while Ginny guided the sleigh. "Last person who drove the sleigh for me, the reindeer resisted a lot. They like you." "Oh?" Ginny replied, twisting the reins slightly and veering the sleigh team southwest. "Who was she?" Santa cleared his throat. "Actually, it was Krampus. Well, he was Pete back then, and it was over six hundred years ago." It took Ginny a moment to recover from her shock and concentrate on guiding the sleigh. Fortunately, the reindeer seemed to know where they were going. "Six hundred;" "Yup," Santa confirmed. "The Belgian monks were still getting the recipe for Stella Artois right the last time one of my kids helped me out." "But what about all your wives you were telling me about?" she asked. "They must've been in the sleigh before." Santa shrugged. "Yeah, people have been in it, I've taken them places, but you and Pete are the only two who have ever helped me on Christmas Eve." She felt herself grow warm, and for once it wasn't because she was wet and horny. "I'm really helping you?" He nodded. "It may be that I'm late because of the donnybrook back at your place, Virginia, but that wasn't your fault, it's just what was meant to be. I was meant to be put behind and now you're meant to be driving this sleigh while I get organized. No matter how many me's there are out there, it won't make a difference unless you're here tonight. It's fated to be that way." Ginny didn't know what to say. She just calmly guided the sleigh, feeling a contentment she'd never quite known before. She was dimly aware of some other shadowy iteration of Santa's sleigh streaking by some miles to the north and waved absently. She couldn't explain why any of this made sense, but it did. She really was different after all. A house below them shone with a golden light in the dark and she turned the reigns easily to guide the reindeer in its direction. There were over a dense residential area, the streets lined with endless numbers of small homes and semis. They glided onto a roof and clambered out. She followed Santa and his present sack down the chimney. In spite of his bulk, he slid down the tight shaft in a way that made her cunt inexplicably wet. "Now that I think of it," she whispered as she wriggled down with him. "How do we get into houses where there's no chimney?" "It was a lot easier before central heating," he answered, almost upside down as he worked his way toward the ground. "For lack of a better term, it's just B & E, I guess. I've got the keys and security codes for every residence on earth." "Wow," she grunted as she twisted and wiggled, her tits squashed to her mouth. If they'd had more time she would have sucked on them for a bit as a reward to herself. "Even Kim Jong-Un?" "Yeah, but he's not getting anything you want to know about for Christmas," Santa muttered. "He's a very bad boy." "So, what, like a leaky bag of flaming panda shit?" she mused, occupying herself as she strained to keep up. "Because that's what he kinda deserves." "Christmas is the one night of the year we don't discuss politics, Virginia." Santa mentioned as he finally freed himself of the confines of the flue and dusted himself off. He helped Ginny out as well, smiling and kissing her nose as she held her off the ground. She blushed and let him put her down, moving to a corner of the living room and watching intently. The house they were in was not big, a modest home for a small family. Santa was rummaging around in his bag, absently noshing on the cookies left on a table near the tree. The tree itself was rather sparse on gifts, something Santa seemed to be rectifying. Ginny didn't notice the other person in the room until it was too late. "So there you are, big man;" Ginny started at the voice but Santa merely stood and turned around, smiling warmly. At the entrance to the room was a woman in a robe. She was older than Ginny, but not more than in her late twenties or early thirties. She had the look of a tired mom. "Been waiting a long, long time to prove to myself that you were real and the presents I couldn't account for just came out thin air," she sighed, nodding. She had sandy-brown hair, done in a long bob. Her face was pretty enough, but you could see in her eyes that sleep was more of an afterthought than anything. "But here you are." "It's good to see you, Linda." Santa said warmly, moving toward her and hugging her. She sighed as he embraced her and Ginny smiled, knowing exactly how content and relieved Linda felt at the moment, whoever the hell she was. "Whoa, did I just get jealous of some girl hugging Santa?" "I can't believe you're here in all your chubby glory," Linda remarked, smiling up at him. "It's a dream come true." Santa nodded. "Little Karen's been very good this year, Linda. She's a real blessing. I brought her the puppy she wanted." Ginny frowned and looked down at a small object that was obviously a puppy, wrapped prettily in Christmas paper and sporting a golden bow on its snout. The puppy panted happily, curled up and went to sleep beneath the tree. "She'll love it," Linda said quietly, her eyes shining. "She'll be so thrilled." "I know she will." Santa said, smiling and placing a hand on Linda's cheek. "Sorry things didn't work out with Bob. He doesn't know what he's missing." "Thanks, I keep telling myself that too," Linda said, dabbing at her eye. "Have you got an STD for his stocking, maybe?" "No," Santa chuckled. "But you need to know that everything's going to be fine, Linda. You've made it this far, you're raising an amazing girl and you own this place now. If I could give you Mother of the Year, I would. But I can't, not my department, so that leaves me to ask; what do you want for Christmas, Linda?" Linda looked into his eyes before her hands reached down and began fumbling with his wide, black belt. Ginny shook her head and sighed, knowing exactly why Linda's reaction was so instinctual. The mother turned her head and seemed to notice the girl in the abbreviated elf costume for the first time. "Oh," she said, her hands still undoing the belt. "Is she your chaperone, to make sure we behave?" "No, she's not my chaperone," Santa said, smiling and shaking his head. "She's my indispensable helper, without whom Christmas wouldn't come this year." Ginny blushed at his description of her. "Oh, okay," Linda said, kneeling and shimmying his red pants down and freeing his monstrous cock. "As long as she doesn't interrupt me enjoying my present." Ginny blushed again, but this time the hair on the back of her neck went up and her eyes narrowed. She folded her arms across her chest, leaned against the wall and watched silently. Very silently. "Wow," Linda mused, taking his cock in both hands and staring at it. "Just when I thought nothing could get longer than that white beard of yours." Ginny blinked and frowned for a moment. White beard? It suddenly occurred to her that Linda was seeing the Santa she had always expected to see, a fat, jolly old man with a long white beard, rosy cheeks and the rest of the Dickensian nonsense. To Ginny, he still looked like the towering, red-bearded lumbersexual she knew him to actually be. Whatever sort of glamour he radiated, it worked even in sexual situations. Without a pause, Linda took Santa's thick cock into her mouth with a sigh and began bobbing back and forth along its length. Her wet lips formed a tight seal around the shaft, her hands holding on to Santa's thighs for balance. "She's doing that all wrong," Ginny sniffed to herself. "He likes it when one hand is pumping along the shaft behind your mouth and the other one is teasing his balls. I should know." Santa turned his head, smiled at her and nodded. Ginny blushed and shut up. He took Linda's head gently in his hands, caressing her hair while she sucked his cock, letting her take all the time she liked. She undid her robe with one hand, letting it fall to a puddle at her knees, now naked. She had a mom bod, Ginny noted, not bad, she was trying to keep herself fit, probably with Tae Bo and jogging or spinning, if she could find the time. Her tits were somewhat pointy, but she wasn't repulsive by any means. Ginny felt herself getting warm as she watched, one of her hands coming up to caress her tits while the other snaked down inside the short green skirt she was wearing and beneath her thong, teasing her understandably gooey cunt. She watched intently as Linda pushed farther and farther down Santa's seemingly endless shaft, breathing through her nose as she tried to reach the root. The hand she kept on his thigh for balance squeeze his pale flesh while the other was massaging her tits, pinching the nipples. She moaned around his cock as he grew harder in her mouth. Ginny leaned her head against the wall, trying to not make noise as she pleasured herself, fingers teasing through her slippery folds or circling her throbbing clit. The hand she had on her tits mimicked Linda's squeezing and pinching her nipples, causing little needles of stinging delight to shoot through her. Linda's hand moved down between her legs and her fingers began churning inside her cunt. She moaned loudly as she pleasured herself. Normally Ginny would have thought she'd wake her kid, but Santa probably had some weird sound-dampening field just to keep things like this from happening. Typical. Ginny bit her lip as she watched, her skin blushing pink as she worked herself into a silent frenzy, her wet core beginning to blossom as Linda sucked and bobbed on Santa's cock faster and faster; Both women let out a loud moan as they came, pleasure bubbling up through Ginny's body while her fingers worked madly inside her clenching, slippery tunnel. Her knees buckled and she went to the floor, still fucking herself. Linda grunted and began swallowing as Santa came, finally pulling her mouth off and panting heavily, jerking his throbbing cock frantically and splattering his pearly cum across her tits with great eagerness. Ginny slowly lifted her head, gazing at Santa and Linda through heavily-lidded eyes. She'd cum so hard just from fingering herself. Was it her proximity to Santa that caused all her sensations to be so heightened? Santa knelt as well, hugging Linda to himself and whispering in her ear. She slowly pulled her arms up and embraced him, smiling against his shoulder and nodding gently, her eyes still closed. After holding her for some time, her took her by the chin and lifted her gaze to meet his. "Okay, back to bed with you," he said gently. "You'll sleep very well tonight and Karen will come to wake you." Linda smiled dreamily and rubbed her nose against Santa's before giving it a kiss. She stood, slipped her robe back on, winked at him and left without another word. Santa watched her leave and nodded in satisfaction. "Just what she needed," he said to himself. "Okay, Virginia, I'm going to finish these last few presents and then we're; Virginia?" But Ginny was still kneeling, slumped to one side against the wall and snoring. Santa chuckled and finished the presents before picking her up and holding her limp body under one arm and his giant sack over the other shoulder before disappearing up the flue in the blink of an eye. Carnal Knowledge. "Taip! Taip! Mano Dievas!" Kuni moaned loudly as she sat on her sister's face, grinding her cunt eagerly down onto Minna's mouth. Her blonde twin clamped her arms around her sister's thighs tightly as she lapped hungrily at the slick lips above. Santa was kneeling between Minna's legs, holding them wide and thrusting back and forth, his cock plunging in and out of her. Ginny was leaning against the wall once again, trying to not look exasperated. The Lithuanian girls were writhing and grinding in a frenzy, clearly enjoying their early Christmas present. It wasn't like they'd crept down and surprised Ginny and Santa, as Linda had, they had actually written to Santa, saying that their parents were away for the holiday and they wanted him to come and fuck them for Christmas. They'd been waiting patiently in the living room when Santa and Ginny appeared out of the chimney, the twins wearing nothing but their little cheerleader uniforms. Minna groaned shamelessly while she lashed her Kuni's twat with her tongue, shuddering as Santa's iron-hard rod nearly split her in half. Ginny had to admit, the blonde twins had rocking bodies, trim and tight from whatever activities they were involved in. She'd have to get into P90-X or Crossfit if she was ever going to compete with these two. "Senelis!" Minna gasped, sliding a finger up inside her sister, which Kuni ground on shamelessly. She gyrated her hips, fucking back against Santa, her fingernails digging into her sister's ass cheeks as she endured the battering waves of pleasure. "Ah, Duok man sunku!" "Pasakykite pra¨ome;" Santa replied, smiling slyly. "Pra¨om!" Minna wailed, her body almost thrashing. "Pra¨om pra¨om pra¨om! Nekankink manęs!" Santa nodded and leaned forward, pressing Minna's legs almost back against her body, his weight over her now as he sank his cock down inside her. The blonde girl almost screamed in pleasure. Kuni grappled onto Santa's neck and kissed him greedily, churning her cunt down onto Minna's glistening face. "Unreal," Ginny muttered. "And I thought I was a relentless horny machine. But you, sir, take the cake." "I would expect you of all people to understand by now," Santa said cheerfully. "Minna and Kuni have been very good this year. They're both at the top of their class, they've been socially active regarding building homeless shelters, they're both” "Over the age of eighteen?" Ginny bit out. "It's Lithuania, that wouldn't matter," Santa pointed out. "They've been very good girls and I'm duty-bound to give them what they want for Christmas." "So no point deductions for incest?" Ginny asked somewhat testily. "There weren't for you and your brother, were there?" he replied while Kuni nipped at his skin. Ginny blushed again and stopped talking. She watched while Kuni pulled herself off her sister's mouth and hastily clambered around to lie on top of her, kissing her sister while squirming her wet cunt down on Minna's. She groaned loudly when Santa pulled out of the girl below and pushed deep inside her. "Dear diary," Ginny muttered. "Having a great time in Vilnius, watching Santa skewer Lithuanian sisters;" Santa grunted and pushed in hard, his hips trembling as he started to cum. Kuni and Minna screamed into one another's mouths, hips bucking furiously. He pulled out of Kuni and slammed back into Minna, filling her with cum as well before both sisters scrambled to their knees while he stood. They swallowed his cock greedily, taking turns pumping the shaft while the other sucked on it. They kissed around the throbbing cock, licking the pearly cum off one another's faces. "Esate labai geros mergaitės," Santa breathed, holding them both gently by the back of their heads while they sucked hungrily. "Keep up the good work and Santa will see you again next year;" "If we're not still here with these two whores next Christmas;" Ginny thought darkly. Santa’s copilot. Ginny was guiding the sleigh, but she kept looking back at Santa, trying not to smirk. He was sitting beside her, a rather blank stare on his face, his eyes a little red around the edges. "I'm still sorta hungry;" he said somewhat absently. "So you actually thought 'Colorado Gold' was a brand of flour used to make baked goods?" "Note to self," he murmured. "Do not eat the brownies left out for you in Denver;" Basement Bound. Ginny followed Santa as they crept down the stairs toward the basement apartment, a prismatic glow on the wall ahead of them indicating a tree was nearby. They rounded a corner and paused. A young man dressed in X-Men boxers and a white t-shirt almost walked into them as he rubbed his eyes. He stared at them for a moment, saying absolutely nothing. After a long, awkward pause, Santa reached back into his sack and pulled out a wrapped gift which he slowly handed to the kid. The kid took it equally slowly and unwrapped it, his eyes widening as several deluxe editions of the newest PC games were revealed. The kid smiled sheepishly and sighed. "Thanks, now that I know you're real." "You don't seem happy, Kevin," Santa said, obviously concerned. "You've been great all year and these are what you wanted, right?" "I; yeah, they are," sighed the kid. "At least, that's what I told everyone I wanted. My friends and I, we're all gamers, and this is amazing, but;" "But;" Santa pressed. "Well, Christmas is also my birthday," Kevin said. "Here I am, eighteen finally, and I still haven't had sex with a girl yet." Santa smiled. "Well, I normally deal exclusively in Christmas wishes rather than birthdays, but perhaps this year I can help you out there, Kevin." Kevin raised an eyebrow. "Virginia," Santa stated, looking at her. "I give you Kevin the Boy. Return unto me Kevin the Man." Ginny couldn't believe what she said next. "Thought you'd never ask, Big Red;" She walked forward and took the games out of Kevin's hands, tossing them over her shoulder. Santa grabbed them hastily out of the air as Ginny poked a finger into Kevin's chest and pressed him up against the wall. His eyes were wide, not at all sure what was happening. "Santa's already given you your Christmas presents," Ginny said as she knelt in front of him and tugged at his boxers. "Which means it's up to me to give you a happy birthday;" She pulled the boxers down and tossed them aside. His cock was limp but she could already tell it was swelling with excitement. Rather than teasing the poor virgin, Ginny stroked his shaft and slid her mouth all the way down, deep-throating him. Kevin shuddered and groaned loudly. "Make all the noise you want, you won't wake your parents upstairs," Ginny mentioned, pulling her mouth off his cock for a moment and pumping the shaft with her hand while she looked up at him. "The big man here has some sort of sound-dampening field or some shit so that he doesn't get caught busting into people's houses." Kevin's hands flattened against the wall and his fingers flexed as she slid her mouth down his length again before bobbing back and forth in a slow rhythm. She felt his fingers take her by the hair and begin kneading, lost in this clearly new delight. She hummed gently, vibrating her mouth around his sensitive skin. "Well, look at you," she remarked, smiling as she pulled back and gazed at his now hard and throbbing cock, glistening with the wetness of her mouth. "That's a nice dick you've got there, Kevin. You're a grower, I'm impressed." Kevin took a deep breath. "Maybe, but it doesn't look like much when it's limp. The one time I let a girl at school see it, I was nervous and it shrunk, so she was laughing at me." "Then I'll give you a tip before I fuck you, Kevin," Ginny said, stroking the shaft and spitting on it, to keep it moist while she instructed him. "Girls can be hideous cunts about that sort of thing sometimes, but they have their own insecurities. So never bring your insecurity to the ballgame. You need to be turned on and your Johnson here on the rise by the time you get naked for her." "Uh-huh?" he said somewhat uncertainly, shivering as she bent her thumb so that the pad pressed against the top of his mushroom head every time she stroked down. He couldn't believe this was happening. Some hot Elf-chick who looked like a Warcraft mod was blowing him! "So from now on, you dominate, you got it?" Ginny said. "Make her get naked or make her turn you on so that she can see how big your cock is before you ever get out of your boxers. No girl is gonna say no to this thing when it's fully inflated, I promise." "R-really?" Kevin asked. Ginny kept her eyes locked with his but reached down under her panties for several moment before bringing her fingers up for display. They glistened wetly in the dim light. "It's made me horny, champ. And because of that cock, I need to fuck you. You with me?" Kevin just thunked his head back against the wall, closed his eyes and nodded. "Oh, and don't worry about trying to last," Ginny added. "Being around the Red Machine makes you want to fuck and cum all night. You'll be fine." She swallowed his cock with a will, determined to give this kid the best first time anyone had ever had. Her hand followed her mouth along the shaft and she hummed, swirling her tongue along its length. The kid wasn't Santa, but this would be a perfectly good ride for any girl worth fucking once he had his confidence. Her free hand worked its way back inside her panties and began fingering, teasing her wet folds and slipping inside, getting her ready for the main event. "Umm, do you want to fuck me, Kevin?" she asked, smiling up at him. "Do you want to fuck my cunt good and hard?" "Uh; yes;" he whimpered. "Say it like you mean it, Thor," she insisted, pressing her thumb along the throbbing vein on the bottom of his thick shaft. "The girl wants confidence. This cock is worth your best effort." He took several deep breaths before looking down at her and nodding. "I want to fuck you." "You do?" she asked before sliding him back down her throat. "No," he said finally, taking her under the arms and pulling her up. Ginny exhaled suddenly as his cock popped out of her mouth unexpectedly and he spun her around to press up against the wall. "I don't want to fuck you; I will fuck you." "That's my boy," Ginny breathed, her eyes flashing with sudden lust and delight. She spread her legs and tilted her hips forward, eager to feel him inside her. "Fuck me good and hard, Kevin!" "K-zon," the boy almost growled, pressing his throbbing cockhead against her entrance. "My gaming tag is K-zon and that's what the girls will call me when I fuck them!" Ginny nodded eagerly. "Good. Give it to me, K-zon;" She moaned loudly as he pushed inside her, heedless of any sense of timing or technique, but eager to be deep in a woman. He squeezed her sides as he trembled, overcome by the wet, tight sensation of her cunt gripping him. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and one leg slung over his hip as she looked into his eyes. Ginny began a pumping motion with her hips, sliding back and forth on his cock while K-zon was paralyzed by the flood of pleasure. "Alright, slugger," she whispered in a husky voice as she fucked herself on him. "Let's bust this first nut of yours quick, so you know what to expect. Don't hold back, just pound my cunt until you blow, got it?" He nodded as he buried his face in her shoulder and started pumping awkwardly with his hips, his whole body trembling. Ginny felt an unreal flush of heat coursing through her already, an intense orgasm building up inside. Holy shit, was she turned on and about to get off because she was mentoring a virgin? She pulled Kevin tight against herself and shivered, letting out a gasp while he moaned and jammed his hips up tight against hers, she could feel his cock twitching inside her as he spunked, Her own orgasm flooded over her, molten bubbles of ecstasy popping by the millions throughout her sweating, slick frame. He almost buckled at the knees, collapsing against her, panting like he'd run a marathon. Ginny smiled and caressed his hair, feeling his still-hard cock throbbing inside her. She ran her fingers over his cheek and looked into his eyes. "Ready to keep going?" she asked. "Second one's usually even better." He nodded and she pulled him down to his knees while she got on all fours, wiggling her invitingly. She winked back at him. "You know what to do, K-zon," she purred. "Show me what you're gonna do to the girls this coming year;" Without another thought, he took Ginny by the hips and slid his cock deep inside her again. Ginny moaned loudly, lowering her head to the floor and pushed back against him. She felt him begin to push back and forth and matched his rhythm by squeezing her cunt muscles around him as he slid in. His fingers dug into her hips and ass cheeks delightfully. She could tell he might last a little longer this time, but not by much. Then again, she wasn't here to teach him to be a sex god, she was here to pop his cherry and give him a birthday to remember. "Umm, right there, big man;" she panted, surprised that she meant what she was saying. She wasn't just stroking his fragile ego, she was quite serious, because he was hitting a spot in her cunt that she really liked. He had a long enough cock that it touched her pleasure spot and he was just wide enough to pleasantly stretch her so that she knew she was being fucked properly. With confidence, this kid would be a good lay. Kevin slapped his thighs against her ass cheeks and she squeaked and yelped in response. Her gooey cunt clenched him tightly, utilizing those vaginal contractions she seemed to be so damned expert at tonight. "Fuck;" Kevin grunted as he pumped his hips, his chest now glistening with sweat. "This is so much better than my hand or a fleshlight!" "Uh, and you feel a lot fucking better than a vibe," Ginny panted, still face-down and ass-up. "You're gonna make them scream, K-zon;" He seemed encouraged by her words and pumped harder, determined to make Ginny and himself cum again. He seemed to have found his rhythm and fucked her steadily, his eyes closed as he lost himself in the unreal sensation of sex with a live girl. Ginny bit at the knuckle of her middle finger, aware of how flushed and warm her body was. She could feel her wetness trickling down over her stomach from her cunt, since her ass was perched in the air. The slick, sucking noises of her sex were unmistakable. "Oh, you're doing really good, K-zon," she said breathily. "You're gonna have me cumming again before long!" Kevin seemed to be beyond words as he merely nodded hastily and kept fucking her, eyes closed and back arched. The slapping noise of his thighs against her ass was a wet one now, since they were both sweating profusely. She could feel the damp perspiration in her hairline, her mouth open and she wiped at it when she realized she was almost drooling. "Yes, K-zon!" she gasped, using the name he wanted again, pushing back against him but still letting him control the action. "Fucking make me cum! Don't hold back! Uh, fuck!" Kevin jammed his hips against her suddenly and cried out, a sound that Ginny echoed half a second later. Rapture splintered through her as she came, feeling him slamming against her as he climaxed, his pearly offering now deep inside her. Through glassy eyes, she looked around for Santa, to see if he was watching, but he was nowhere in sight. Kevin seemed ready to fall over, exhausted, but she gently pushed backward until he sat on his behind with her in his lap, facing away. Slowly she turned around and laid him on the floor, his cock still deep inside her. She put her hands on his shoulders and smiled down at him, her nipples tracing little patterns over his chest as she did so. "That was amazing, K-zon," she said quietly. "A really great addition to my night." He was still breathing heavily but nodded at her. "Thanks. It was more than I could have hoped for. I;I guess it's been a busy evening for you this way?" "Well, you're my only virgin to this point, if that's what you're asking," Ginny sighed. "The big red machine has fucked me more times tonight that I care to remember and I was nearly raped to death by Krampus, so this was exactly the sort of change of pace I needed, you know?" She sat up, still straddling him and impaled on his cock, a thought occurring to her. "Hey, Big Red," she called out. "I just let him bust in me twice, do you have any fixes dated from yesterday?" A tiny white pill flew out of the other room. She caught it deftly in her hand and popped it in her mouth. "I'm getting good at this 'time-is-fluid' shit," she giggled to herself. "Maybe I'll teach quantum physics." "You don't need a glass of water or anything?" Kevin asked, looking up at her. "Trust me, Kevin, if there's one thing I'm good at, it's swallowing." Ginny replied, smiling down at him somewhat haughtily before carefully pulling herself off his cock, causing them both to shudder and moan quietly. She knelt over his waist and sucked on his cock, cleaning their mingled cum off him and then helping him to his feet. She slipped her thong back on while Kevin retrieved his boxers. They were just straightening themselves out when Santa appeared from the other room. "Did you enjoy your birthday present, Kevin?" he asked cheerfully. "Yessir," the newly-minted young man said. "Best birthday present anyone ever received." "Glad to hear it," Santa said, nodding. "And I know it doesn't compare to what Virginia just gave you, but I think you'll be pleased with your new rig I just set up. Five terrabytes of hard drive space, thirty-two gigs of DDR4 RAM, an overclocked quad-core CPU that'll put the i7 to shame, eight fans, a nickle and copper piping coolant system and L E D to make sure everyone knows you're in the house. Oh, and I've upgraded your server to be multi-line, WAN and load-balancing. You and your guild will never lag again as long as you host." Kevin's eyes went wide. "I've got fat pipes?" Santa nodded while Ginny shook her head, understanding none of this geek talk. It only figured that Santa was a giant nerd. Kevin looked like he might faint. "Well, I've just done what you deserved," Santa mentioned. "It's Virginia who should get the credit for your night being so spectacular." "Yeah," Kevin said, blushing and smiling at her. "Thanks." "My pleasure, trust me," she said easily. "Somebody have a pen I can use?" Santa handed her one and she looked at Kevin. "Your number, dude." Kevin managed to stutter out his number, which she wrote down on her wrist before nodding in satisfaction and giving the pen back to Santa. "Alright, if I ever happen to be in Ohio for some godforsaken reason, I can look you up and give you a booty call. Sound good?" Kevin nodded dumbly. "Just remember this," she said, poking him in the chest, her voice serious. "You've got a lot to learn still. You've got a nice cock between your legs, don't treat it like a Louisville Slugger and just beat the hell out of her with it, you're better than that." He nodded. "And if a girl wants you to fuck her, she'll give you signals, so watch." Ginny added, poking his chest with her nail. "Don't assume you can just force yourself on anyone or next year it's dead spiders in your stocking, you got it?" Kevin nodded again. "Excellent," she said sweetly. "Now go to sleep, champ. Merry Christmas and happy birthday. C'mon, Santa, we have a holiday to save!" "Yes, my lady!" Santa laughed, following her out of the basement. They were back on the roof when Santa smirked at her as they climbed into the sleigh. "Dead spiders in the stocking?" She shrugged. "Isn't that what you'd give a guy if he forced himself on a girl?" "Well, no," he replied as he snapped the reins and they took off into the cold night air. "That's more of a legal issue. If he was considering it, I wouldn't have mentioned dead spiders, I'd' have been more inclined to point out that he'd spend the next few years in a cell as some fat, greasy tattooed bastard's buttery cornhole." The sleigh lurched to one side as Ginny burst out laughing. A Pretty Man. Santa stared awkwardly, making a wry face while Ginny stood off to the side, smirking. Standing in front of Santa was a very pretty young man in pale pink pajamas, his hands behind his back, one knee turned in, twisting his toe into the rug and blushing expectantly. Ginny wiped a tear away from her eye, she was trying so hard not to laugh. "Yeah, that ain't happening." Santa said finally. "But I've been so good;" the young man cooed, smiling coyly and winking. "C'mon, Santa," Ginny urged, clearly enjoying his discomfiture. "He's been so good, and you always reward your good children, don't you?" "Nice try, lady," Santa said, pressing behind his ear, apparently activating a communicator. "Get Agent 641 to me, I need a pinch hitter, stat." Santa threw a small disk on the floor while Ginny and the young boy in pink watched curiously. The device oscillated and expanded, becoming a larger disk. Seconds later it began to glow and hum. A column of rainbow light radiated up from it and a kneeling shape appeared. Seconds later, the rainbow light faded away and a lithe, comely figure stood. He had the same slender, beautiful features as the warrior-elves who had fought earlier that night, his eyes a piercing violet color, his impossibly long raven hair held in gold rings. His pale body was naked except for a tiny thong. "Holy shit snacks;" Ginny breathed as she gazed stupidly at the new arrival, feeling her thong get wet. "Ylmarin, young Trevor here has been an extra-good boy, perhaps you'd care to reward him?" Santa suggested as the inhumanly graceful being stepped off the platform. The tall being looked down at the young man named Trevor, assessing him and then nodded. "Yes, sire, I can absolutely do this." Trevor blushed furiously and giggled, covering his face. Ylmarin reached over and took the boy's hand before leading him back to the bedroom. Santa nodded and began rummaging around in his toy sack, putting items under the tree. "Okay, we got that out of the way," he said, squatting and putting items under the decidedly pink-lit tree. "Virginia, if you could hand me the, Virginia? Ginny?" He frowned and turned to look for his helper, finally sighting her. She was standing in the doorway to the bedroom and looking in. One of her hands squeezing her tits while the other had snaked down inside her panties. "Alright, go on, you little voyeur." Santa chuckled, shaking his head. "Yum yum!" she squeaked and skipped into the room, from which moans were now emanating. Seeking to be naughty. "You weren't worried about being on the Naughty List if you waited up for me?" Santa asked the dark-haired girl as she sat on her floor, watching him intently. She pushed her glasses up her nose and shook her head, pretty curly locks spilling over her shoulders as she did so. "Not worried, hmm?" he mused, observing her. "So you think you're already on the Naughty List?" The girl nodded. Ginny blinked and pursed her lips. "Why isn't she talking? Is she mute or doesn't she speak English?" Santa shook his head. "No, Ellie's just shy. She doesn't speak much at first, but once she gets going;" He knelt down in front of the girl and smiled. "Well, here I am. What is it you wanted to ask me, Ellie?" The tan girl turned her head and looked down at the floor sheepishly for several seconds before working up the nerve to speak. "I; I want my daddy, Santa." Ginny blinked. "She what, wants him back from deployment for Christmas, she wants her father to move back home;" "No, Virginia," Santa said cheerfully. "She doesn't want her father, she wants her daddy." "Oh," Ginny said, suddenly understanding. "So, now what?" "That's all she wanted for Christmas, so we give her, her daddy." Santa said simply. The girl's eyes lit up in delight and she sat up straight, looking very excited. Santa pointed behind Ellie and she turned to look behind herself; Her daddy stood in the doorway, his green-hazel eyes mirroring her excitement and a big grin on her face. His long, sandy-blond hair fell down to his shoulder blades. "Daddy!" Ginny squealed as she scrambled to her feet and threw herself against her daddy, kissing him feverishly. He held her tight, returning the kiss while she began pulling his clothes off him. "I missed you so much!" "Missed you too, baby;" he murmured through the kiss as he pulled her top off, exposing her lush tits. "I never had a daddy." Ginny sighed as she watched the couple get increasingly naked and feeling the now-familiar tingle building. "I should take care of that at some point." "I've got some other deliveries in the immediate area," Santa mentioned. "How about I go take care of them while you have a little fun with these two?" "Well, I'm not attracted to girls." Ginny said in a non-committal tone. "You just didn't know you were until tonight." Santa replied, smiling. "Just trust me on this, Virginia." "Well, like you said earlier, I've had you inside all my orifices, so what's the harm in trusting you now, right?" she admitted, shrugging. Would being bisexual be such a bad thing? It certainly widened her options for dating. Santa nodded and walked out of the room. Ginny turned to look at the couple she was left with, who were already splayed out on the rug, naked and pleasuring one another. Ellie was lying on top of her daddy, facing down his body and sucking on his cock hungrily while he was pulling her slippery cunt lips apart and sliding his tongue up and down her twat, making her shiver and moan. "Fuck it," Ginny said finally, stripping out of her skimpy outfit and walking up to the two of them. She laid down beside Ellie's daddy and smiled at her, both their heads over hips. "Feel like tag-teaming, babe?" Ellie looked up for a moment and nodded readily. Ginny smiled and leaned in, flicking her tongue against the tip of his cock. The curly-haired girl giggled and joined Ginny in teasing the throbbing cock, taking turns sliding their tongue up and down the shaft while the other swirled her tongue around the head and took it into her mouth, starting to bob up and down. Ginny felt herself getting really wet and pressed her lips to Ellie's around the head of her daddy's cock, kissing her. They both moaned as their tongues tangled around the glistening head. Ginny's hand slipped into the girl's hair, wrapping in it to hold her in place. Ellie smelled like strawberries and Ginny felt herself getting wetter as she took in the scent. "Daddy," whimpered the girl. "Fuck me;" Ginny knelt up while the other girl straddled her daddy's hips, facing down his body. Her sticky cunt was positioned over his throbbing cock and Ginny took hold of it and guided it home. Ellie sighed almost in relief as she sank down, his cock filling her. Smiling wickedly, Ginny made Ellie lie back along her daddy's body and the girl gasped as her put his hands on her tits and held her. As Ellie and her daddy began to squirm and writhe, her glistening cunt swallowing his cock greedily, Ginny bent down and tongued at the shaft as it slid back and forth through her lips. She pressed her thumb gently on Ellie's clit, causing her to shudder and moan loudly. Then her tongue traced a slow route around the engorged cunt lips, teasing her new girl lover. Ellie whimpered and panted, begging her daddy to fuck her harder. Ginny sucked Ellie's clit into her mouth and was rewarded with a strangled cry from above. She fondled the sac in front of her gently and pressed on the throbbing vein. Her cunt was getting wetter with each passing moment and she needed to know if Ellie would share; Without another word, she crawled over Ellie and settled down on top of her, her tits squashing into the succulent set below. She moved around until she felt her cunt pressed to Ellie's and the magical, rhythmic motion of the cock still pumping in and out of her. She shuddered as their lips and clits met and they wrapped their arms around one another, kissing shamelessly. Tongues snaked and writhed as they moaned into one another's mouths. "Daddy," panted the younger girl. "Fuck Santa's elf-girl; fuck her please;" Ginny felt her own ferocious desire rising as the cock slurped out of Ellie and pressed against her. She groaned gutturally as she felt the head penetrate and then she pressed down eagerly, taking it deep inside her. Still sandwiched between them, Ellie took one of Ginny's tits and sucked the nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. Ginny arched her back and hissed through clenched teeth, squeezing hard on the invading cock. She ground down on Ellie's daddy, gyrating her hips and her fingers digging into the other girl's skin. Ellie sucked and bit her nipples, the delicious sting heightening her ecstasy. She body was streaming with sweat while he fucked her, Ellie's soft flesh undulating against hers. She could hear him panting and feel him stiffening and knew what happened next. With great haste and even greater reluctance, she pulled herself off the cock and knelt, pulling Ellie up into a kneeling position. She helped her daddy stand quickly while Ellie took his cock and pumped it eagerly with her hand. Once he was standing, they both attacked his cock with their mouths and hands, pleasuring him beyond endurance. He put his hand on the back of their heads and groaned loudly, his hips shuddering as he came. Both girls pressed their faces in, letting him spurt on their mouths and cheeks, hands still working the shaft quickly. The warm, sticky cum brought with it a warm flush of memories, how it always felt on her skin, the tingling, scintillating pleasure she always felt in the ardor of others. Ellie's soft tits pressed to hers, their cheeks meeting as they accepted the pearly offering, on their chins and now glazing their tits; she loved it all. She was never happier than when she was in the throes of passion with others. Was this what she was truly meant to do? Was this a Christmas epiphany? Ellie and Ginny began kissing hungrily, licking the cum off one another's faces with a fervor, then off each other's neck and tits. They returned their attention to the still twitching cock, kissing and sucking it dry. Once Ellie's daddy was spent, she laid him down and Ginny helped her snuggle into his warm, loving embrace. The girl smiled at her and giggled before blowing a kiss. Ginny gathered up her outfit and exited the apartment quietly. Not surprisingly at this point, the sleigh was just pulling back onto the roof as she arrived. Santa smiled at her. "So did you know I was bi all these years?" she asked as she clambered into the seat and beside him and snuggled into his side as they took off. He nodded. "Not my place to rob you of your journey of self-discovery, though." "Maybe," she sighed. "But think about all the fun I've missed out on, not playing with girls too. Doubling the size of my dating pool might have made a difference." "You've always been who you're meant to be, Virginia," he said cheerfully. "And your little epiphany tonight is going to have big implications in the year to come. Trust me." Her eyes widened. "For real?" "Would I lie?" Santa laughed. Ginny in the sleigh. Ginny was lying back in the plush red seat of the sleigh, her chest heaving as she stared at the pre-dawn sky. Her little elf-outfit was almost in shreds and she was missing one of her shoes. Even Santa looked a little worn. "So that's what sex with an entire sorority house feels like;" she said distantly. "Kinda gives me a new respect for those college quarterbacks. Those girls are animals." Santa nodded. "I have to admit, that wore me out a little too, which is saying something. And before you ask, yes, they have all been good this past year and they sent me one letter asking for Santa to fuck them as a sorority, so that really was their Christmas present." Ginny nodded. "That and the four metric tons of vibrators, dildos, eggs, anal beads, ben-wa balls and lingerie I saw you drop off; and about thirty Sybians." "They're a really good sorority house." Santa admitted. Ginny just stared at the sky. "Hard to believe that you're brought up a certain way, being told that good kids act a certain way, only to find out that being a total mega-slut is not grounds for being added to the Naughty List but sneaking cookies when mom told you not to is." "I didn't make the rules," Santa said, shrugging, but then he paused. "Oh, wait; ya know, I probably did, a long, long time ago." Ginny giggled tiredly. "This has been the longest and most oversexed night of my life, and that's saying something for me. Where are we headed, Big Man?" "Well, it's almost dawn." Santa said, looking east. "I'm going to have to drop you off before long now that my rounds are done." "Yeah," Ginny said somewhat reluctantly. "Since I don't have a house, I guess you should drop me off at my parents' place. I can't exactly tell 'em that my house was destroyed in a massive battle between Santa's elves and Krampus, but maybe they'll believe a gas main exploded." "You can't lie, Virginia, we've been over this." Santa said firmly. "Well I can't really tell them the truth either, can I?" Ginny pointed out, hoping she didn't sound too quarrelsome. "I know;" he said quietly, still guiding the sleigh. The soared through the dark sky for some time, saying nothing. Eventually, Ginny began to make out shapes in the night, sleek silhouettes that looked almost like slender, jet-powered Skidoos, being ridden by beings in strange armor with glowing runes and wild mans of hair. "Just my guardians," Santa said in an assuring tone. "Making sure there are no last-minute attempts to thwart us." The earth far below them took on a white cast and Ginny knew that they were above a region covered in snow. She couldn't feel it, but she could sense the cold air around them as the sleigh angled down, heading to the ground. The landing was predictably smooth and they finally came to a stop, flanked by the jet bikes and their unsettling warriors. Santa jumped out and helped Ginny down, smiling at her and wrapping her in a warm, furry red blanket from head to toe. When he pulled it off her, she was no dressed in a stylish red velvet dress, trimmed in white and ending on her upper thighs to show lots of leg. Her calf-high boots were red and edged with white, with adorable little poms dangling from the side. She even had a white poof to keep her hands warm and the Santa hat she now wore kept her ears toasty. "You look beautiful," he said as he waved in front of himself to conjure an ice mirror that reflected her image perfectly. "And without you, Virginia, there wouldn't have been a Christmas this year. You need to understand that." Ginny blushed prettily and walked alongside him, petting the reindeers as she walked by. She even gave Donner a kiss on the nose and the beast snorted and blushed, pawing the ground. They walked casually through the snow, holding hands until they were approached by several people. Ginny's eyes went wide, these were all women, clad in black armor with baroque chest plates reminiscent of bustiers. They all wore their hair bobbed, universally black or platinum in color and they carried savage-looking rifles or flamethrowers. They all knelt reverently as Santa approached. "Do I want to know?" Ginny breathed. "My personal guard," Santa said, nodding to the women as he passed through them. "Orphan girls I've saved from a cruel world. They're fanatically devoted to me, even beyond my elves." Her mouth was somewhat dry when she asked the next question. "Do you; you know;" "Yes, Virginia," he said, saving her the difficulty of asking. "They're also my lovers. When they're not fighting for me or standing guard, they live in the bliss I seem uniquely capable of giving women." "That doesn't sound like such a bad life," Ginny said, a hopeful tone in her voice. "I mean, I'm no orphan, but I'd say we pretty compatible sexually. Aren't we?" He turned and took her gently by the arms, smiling warmly down into her eyes in that way that made her knees go weak. Other people may have seen the fat old jolly man, but she could see only the copper-haired and bearded giant with eyes deeper than a galaxy and a boyish smile that she knew she'd always love. "You're right, Virginia, you're not an orphan," he said quietly. "These girls had no future. I have no right to rob you of yours. And believe me, you don't want to miss it." He took her hand and kept walking, snow gently falling as they walked through the stands of tall trees. When they emerged on the far side, he grinned and gestured grandly in front of them. Ginny's eyes went wide. Across the clearing was her lovely home, looking as good as new. Squads of warrior-elves stood guard menacingly around the perimeter while other, smaller beings she more associated with the Christmas story elves scampered around, making final adjustments to the domicile. "Like the whole thing never happened," Santa declared. "And there are even some improvements, I might add." "Ya don't say," Ginny said somewhat absently, still staring in disbelief. All sign of the titan battle fought on her property less than twelve hours ago were gone. "Uh; improvements?" Santa nodded. "We added solar panels and some subtle wind turbines, so you can officially live off the grid. Water's hooked up to a local artesian well. Improved your internet connection, you get about two hundred megabits per second, not to mention the fact that we connected you to our servers, so the Tor Network and the Deep Web have nothing on you for security and anonymity." "Wow;" was all she seemed to be able to say. "Let's see, we reinforced the frame and the roof, you could probably get hit by a meteor and barely notice," Santa continued. "Windows are made of transparent aluminum, they're durable, to say the least." "No bugs crashing through my bay windows?" she asked. "Actually got a nifty physics trick for you

What do the world's loneliest whale, a black hole, and twenty-three people doing Tae Bo all have in common? In 2011, a skyscraper in South Korea began to shake uncontrollably without warning and was immediately evacuated. Was it an earthquake? An attack? No one seemed quite sure. The actual cause emerged later and is utterly fascinating: Twenty-three middle-aged folks were having a Tae Bo fitness class in the office gym on the twelfth floor. Their beats had inadvertently matched the building's natural frequency, and this coincidence--harnessing a basic principle of physics--caused the building to shake at an alarming rate for ten minutes. Frequency is all around us, but little understood. Musician, composer, TV presenter, and educator Richard Mainwaring uses the concept of the Infinite Piano to reveal the extraordinary world of frequency in a multitude of arenas--from medicine to religion to the environment to the paranormal--through the universality of music and a range of memorable human (and animal) stories laced with dry humor. Whether you're science curious, musically inclined, or just want to know what a Szechuan pepper has to do with physics, What the Ear Hears (and Doesn't): Inside the Extraordinary Everyday World of Frequency (Sourcebooks, 2022) is an immensely enjoyable read filled with "did you know?" trivia you'll love to share with friends. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/popular-culture

What do the world's loneliest whale, a black hole, and twenty-three people doing Tae Bo all have in common? In 2011, a skyscraper in South Korea began to shake uncontrollably without warning and was immediately evacuated. Was it an earthquake? An attack? No one seemed quite sure. The actual cause emerged later and is utterly fascinating: Twenty-three middle-aged folks were having a Tae Bo fitness class in the office gym on the twelfth floor. Their beats had inadvertently matched the building's natural frequency, and this coincidence--harnessing a basic principle of physics--caused the building to shake at an alarming rate for ten minutes. Frequency is all around us, but little understood. Musician, composer, TV presenter, and educator Richard Mainwaring uses the concept of the Infinite Piano to reveal the extraordinary world of frequency in a multitude of arenas--from medicine to religion to the environment to the paranormal--through the universality of music and a range of memorable human (and animal) stories laced with dry humor. Whether you're science curious, musically inclined, or just want to know what a Szechuan pepper has to do with physics, What the Ear Hears (and Doesn't): Inside the Extraordinary Everyday World of Frequency (Sourcebooks, 2022) is an immensely enjoyable read filled with "did you know?" trivia you'll love to share with friends. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/new-books-network

What do the world's loneliest whale, a black hole, and twenty-three people doing Tae Bo all have in common? In 2011, a skyscraper in South Korea began to shake uncontrollably without warning and was immediately evacuated. Was it an earthquake? An attack? No one seemed quite sure. The actual cause emerged later and is utterly fascinating: Twenty-three middle-aged folks were having a Tae Bo fitness class in the office gym on the twelfth floor. Their beats had inadvertently matched the building's natural frequency, and this coincidence--harnessing a basic principle of physics--caused the building to shake at an alarming rate for ten minutes. Frequency is all around us, but little understood. Musician, composer, TV presenter, and educator Richard Mainwaring uses the concept of the Infinite Piano to reveal the extraordinary world of frequency in a multitude of arenas--from medicine to religion to the environment to the paranormal--through the universality of music and a range of memorable human (and animal) stories laced with dry humor. Whether you're science curious, musically inclined, or just want to know what a Szechuan pepper has to do with physics, What the Ear Hears (and Doesn't): Inside the Extraordinary Everyday World of Frequency (Sourcebooks, 2022) is an immensely enjoyable read filled with "did you know?" trivia you'll love to share with friends. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/music

What do the world's loneliest whale, a black hole, and twenty-three people doing Tae Bo all have in common? In 2011, a skyscraper in South Korea began to shake uncontrollably without warning and was immediately evacuated. Was it an earthquake? An attack? No one seemed quite sure. The actual cause emerged later and is utterly fascinating: Twenty-three middle-aged folks were having a Tae Bo fitness class in the office gym on the twelfth floor. Their beats had inadvertently matched the building's natural frequency, and this coincidence--harnessing a basic principle of physics--caused the building to shake at an alarming rate for ten minutes. Frequency is all around us, but little understood. Musician, composer, TV presenter, and educator Richard Mainwaring uses the concept of the Infinite Piano to reveal the extraordinary world of frequency in a multitude of arenas--from medicine to religion to the environment to the paranormal--through the universality of music and a range of memorable human (and animal) stories laced with dry humor. Whether you're science curious, musically inclined, or just want to know what a Szechuan pepper has to do with physics, What the Ear Hears (and Doesn't): Inside the Extraordinary Everyday World of Frequency (Sourcebooks, 2022) is an immensely enjoyable read filled with "did you know?" trivia you'll love to share with friends. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/science

What do the world's loneliest whale, a black hole, and twenty-three people doing Tae Bo all have in common? In 2011, a skyscraper in South Korea began to shake uncontrollably without warning and was immediately evacuated. Was it an earthquake? An attack? No one seemed quite sure. The actual cause emerged later and is utterly fascinating: Twenty-three middle-aged folks were having a Tae Bo fitness class in the office gym on the twelfth floor. Their beats had inadvertently matched the building's natural frequency, and this coincidence--harnessing a basic principle of physics--caused the building to shake at an alarming rate for ten minutes. Frequency is all around us, but little understood. Musician, composer, TV presenter, and educator Richard Mainwaring uses the concept of the Infinite Piano to reveal the extraordinary world of frequency in a multitude of arenas--from medicine to religion to the environment to the paranormal--through the universality of music and a range of memorable human (and animal) stories laced with dry humor. Whether you're science curious, musically inclined, or just want to know what a Szechuan pepper has to do with physics, What the Ear Hears (and Doesn't): Inside the Extraordinary Everyday World of Frequency (Sourcebooks, 2022) is an immensely enjoyable read filled with "did you know?" trivia you'll love to share with friends. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

While Ken is away CJ tags in Overtalking veterans Olivia Coady and Julia Sullivan to discuss the movie Y2K! They get excited for Shrek Month, Tae Bo, and Fred Durst. Movie discussed: Y2K (2024) If you enjoy the Overtalking Podcast, please RATE and especially REVIEW on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, or wherever you listen! Visit our website at overtalkingpod.party Follow us on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @overtalkingpod Email us at overtalkingpod@gmail.com or give us a call and leave us a message at (872) 228-1591 Theme song by Justin Peters Logo by Nate Richards, check him out on Instagram @naterichardsdesigns

If you need advice, have a confession, or wanna light the blunt with us, message us on Instagram or email us at askboyznextdoor@gmail.com!YouTube: Boyz Next Door PodInstagram: boyznextdoorpod | blaccbrry | kenlushhTwitter: thebndpodcast | __kenlushhBoy Tunez Spotify: https://spotify.link/rD4A5e255DbBoy Tunez Apple: https://music.apple.com/us/playlist/boy-tunez/pl.u-b6jNFLWEW7g

Want More or Less? Click Here: Simplistic.Reviews/links (This version has no audio of the movie. We have another version with movie audio)   Steven Seagal, Cynthia Rothrock, Michael Dudikoff and Steve James...now some Billy Blanks, that's right Mr. Tae Bo himself! Today we start with a team up movie, well straight to video with Roddy Piper and the director of Martial Law (staring Cynthia Rothrock,).   Tough and Deadly | 1995 A private investigator is contracted by a CIA agent suffering from amnesia in order to reveal a suspected case of drug smuggling involving influential members of the CIA and government. https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0114706/   Site: www.Simplistic.Reviews Podcasts: https://simplistic.media/podcasts Spotify: https://goo.gl/pcBg5V Twitter: https://twitter.com/simpletweeters Facebook: http://facebook.com/SimplisticReviews Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/simplygramming iTunes: https://goo.gl/orhsR4   #movie #Commentary #GoodBadMovies #Podcast #governmentjobs  #action #government  #cia  #BillyBlanks #roddypiper #PhilMorris #JackieChiles #Seinfeld #JamesKaren

Want More or Less? Click Here: Simplistic.Reviews/links (This version has audio of the movie. We have another version with no movie audio)   Steven Seagal, Cynthia Rothrock, Michael Dudikoff and Steve James...now some Billy Blanks, that's right Mr. Tae Bo himself! Today we start with a team up movie, well straight to video with Roddy Piper and the director of Martial Law (staring Cynthia Rothrock,).   Tough and Deadly | 1995 A private investigator is contracted by a CIA agent suffering from amnesia in order to reveal a suspected case of drug smuggling involving influential members of the CIA and government. https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0114706/   Site: www.Simplistic.Reviews Podcasts: https://simplistic.media/podcasts Spotify: https://goo.gl/pcBg5V Twitter: https://twitter.com/simpletweeters Facebook: http://facebook.com/SimplisticReviews Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/simplygramming iTunes: https://goo.gl/orhsR4   #movie #Commentary #GoodBadMovies #Podcast #governmentjobs  #action #government  #cia  #BillyBlanks #roddypiper #PhilMorris #JackieChiles #Seinfeld #JamesKaren

1993's Showdown is at the plate for Action movie January! “Thee Action Movie Syndicate” is back with a bit of an unknown selection that we break down and shoot the shit about! Starting Billy Blanks of Tae-Bo fame in the 90s and a grip load of familiar and unfamiliar face for this “teen” martial arts flick! We discuss the atmosphere in the early 90s that cultivated such a film. #billyblanks #taebo #martialarts #karate #karateman #judo #dojo #kickboxing #muythai #jujitsu #actionmovies #90saction #90s #90sfashion #brionjames #christinetaylor #pringles #chicagowhitesox #heartgod #heartgodmedia #sightandsound

Curious about what happened to the fitness stars of the '80s, '90s, and 2000s? In this episode, Chalene Johnson reveals the “where are they now?” stories of icons like Susan Powter of Stop the Insanity!, Billy Blanks with Tae Bo, Denise Austin, Gilad from Bodies in Motion, Jane Fonda, and Tamilee Webb of Buns of Steel. These fitness legends motivated millions, but did fame bring financial freedom? Chalene dives into their highs and lows, behind-the-scenes secrets, and our obsession with fitness fame and gym culture. Plus, Chalene breaks down why we love train-wreck TV, the unique energy each health club has (especially in Miami Beach!), and why we can't resist a bit of drama in other people's stories. Packed with insights on fitness fame, reality TV, and unforgettable gym scenes, this episode has it all!  

Stacey and Lois talk about all the crazy things they (used to) do in the name of health. They cover Tae Bo, the grapefruit diet and much, much more in this episode that isn't only about our physical bodies.We'd love to hear from you! Please send your feedback and comments or questions to whosegirlareyou@gmail.com.

Will and Matt shouldn't have to sell you on this film... Billy Blanks? Murderous action film equivalent to snuff? MORTAL KOMBAT's Sub-Zero hanging out drunk with a monkey? From Lucas Lowe (the director of AMERICAN SHAOLIN - the action film about pantsing vengeance), comes the answer to life's most important question, "who is the king of the kickboxers?" DISCLAIMER: Language and Spoilers!!THE KING OF THE KICKBOXERSdir. Lucas Lowestarring: Billy Blanks; Loren Avedon; Keith Cooke

Expect No Mercy from the B-Action Boys as we review this 1995 Billy Blanks and Jalal Merhi classic! Two FBI agents infiltrate a guild of assassins training with virtual reality and tons of racist stereotypes. There's kicks! There's guns! There's an Iguana! With that trifecta, who needs acting lessons?! Apparently everyone, except that chick from the Walking Dead. Anyway, roundhouse kicks and one liners give this movie some charm and the Master of Tae Bo shows you some of his slightly better than average moves!

THE DRIVE got kicked off with some laughs on a hump day lolol

Let's get physical, Slackers!Did you ever use a Thigh Master? Maybe participate in some Tae Bo? Did your mom or grandma ever rock a pair of Air Shorts?This week I dig in to the fitness trends by year - starting of course with 1965. Some of these so called “fads” have actually become legitimately accepted aspects of health & fitness - treadmills, stationary bikes, inversion tables - all starting in the 60's, 70's or 80's. For every winner, there are of course many scams, scientifically disproven theories, and frankly, some absolute garbage - but when there is money to be made, someone's gonna try to make a buck!There also needs to be at least a little credit given to Arnold Schwarzenegger, Jane Fonda, and Richard Simmons for their positive impact on fitness culture. What are some of your favorite exercise inventions, programs, or celebrity fitness gurus? And do you have any of these items in a closet somewhere?

Happy Holidays Scaredy Cats! For this year's holiday pod, cohosts Robert Lendrum and Jamie Roberts lean into action thriller and Christmas classic Die Hard 2 (1990) starring Bruce Willis as John McClane. We enter the debate surrounding this film's status as a Christmas movie, discuss the everyman vs. the supermen, air traffic safety mishaps, how not to exchange gifts in public if you're evil, naked Tae Bo, and we compare this film and the villains to it's predecessor. It's the action packed, murderous and R rated version of Home Alone!  Support or follow us on Patreon: patreon.com/runningscaredAnd visit the shop to purchase our jogcasts including our latest "The Belly"Visit our website: runningscaredmedia.comEmail us at: therunningscaredpodcast@gmail.comFollow us:X @runningscaredpdInstagram @runningscaredpodTikTok @runningscaredpodcastSupport the show

In this episode, Tina speaks with Allison Jackson, a former bodybuilder, wellness coach, who focuses on macro nutrition and overall wellness for corporate professional women. She discusses the importance of finding the right balance and prioritizing health over aesthetics. She also shares valuable tips for transitioning from macro tracking to intuitive eating and listening to your own body. Allison discusses: - Why she quit bodybuilding after 10 years - Advice for transitioning from macros to intuitive eating - Her non-negotiables for self-care - How meditation fits into her life now - Her daily routine as a full-time corporate woman - Spirituality and intuition as a recovering - Type A perfectionist - Her favorite books and podcasts APPLY: https://forms.gle/JT74yhBgxQZRQvgZA Paleovalley electrolytes: https://paleovalley.com/offers/essential-electrolytes-promo/pvpartners?oid=47&affid=882 Connect with Tina Haupert: https://carrotsncake.com/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/carrotsncake Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/carrotsncake YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/user/carrotsncake Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/carrotsncake/ About Tina Haupert: Tina Haupert is the owner of Carrots ‘N' Cake as well as a Certified Nutrition Coach and Functional Diagnostic Nutrition Practitioner (FDN-P). Tina and her team use functional testing and a personalized approach to nutrition to help women find balance within their diets while achieving their body composition goals. Connect with Allison Jackson: https://www.allisonjacksonfitness.com/ Linkedin Page: https://www.linkedin.com/company/allisonjacksonfitness/ Linkedin Personal: https://www.linkedin.com/in/allisonrjackson/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/allisonjacksonfitness/ Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/allisonjacksonfitness Facebook Personal: https://www.facebook.com/allisonrjackson About Allison Jackson: Allison Jackson Fitness originally started out as FitMomsofNJ.com in 2010 when Allison began to realize how many of her mom-friends were either struggling to lose weight, looking for ways to incorporate exercise into their busy lives or trying to figure out how to prioritize their health while caring for their family. Fitness is her passion. When she was in her teens, She used to read her Dad's Muscle & Fitness magazines and attempt to lift weights and work out in their unfinished basement with a weight bench and some dumbbells. Her mom would take her to Jazzercise classes with her. She struggled with her weight, but it was during those early years that she caught the fitness bug. Before she was a fitness competitor, she played field hockey all through high school and college. While in college, she became a certified aerobics instructor (back when they called it “aerobics” and leotards and leg warmers were all the rage). She also received her personal trainer certification. She taught everything from step aerobics to kickboxing (who remembers Billy Blanks' Tae Bo style?). Then she started running…she ran 5Ks, 10Ks, half marathons, some sprint triathlons, two marathons (NYC and Philly), a Warrior Dash and a Tough Mudder. But she wanted more. In the late 90's she discovered fitness competitions (think bodybuilding meets beauty pageant), which involved a fitness routine and posing routine. She took gymnastics lessons as a 25-year-old with a class full of 9-year-old's. It was not her cup of tea. Fast forward to 2012 when she discovered a trainer who was also an IFBB figure pro who was willing to prep her for her first figure competition. Most organizations had eliminated the fitness routine portion and she was ready to finally tackle this challenge. She competed in her first competition in 2012 and continued to compete until this past year when she obtained her pro card — four years in the making! What she loves more than anything is when people say they're inspired by what she has done or motivated to try working out.

Billy Blanks is the patriarch and the legendary leader behind the highly-successful exercise program called Tae Bo. To say that Billy Blanks is a fitness guru would be an understatement. This World Champion martial artist, actor, and successful businessman has revolutionized the fitness industry. Before P-90X, before Insanity, before Turbo Kick – there was Tae-Bo.  To find out more about Billy and the Taebo Movement, you can go to: https://www.taebonation.com/    --------------------    If you want to help us transform the lives of even MORE MEN for God's glory, please take a minute to leave us a helpful REVIEW on iTunes: http://www.rmcpodcast.com and SHARE this podcast with any young man (or men) you're mentoring or discipling. And make sure you don't miss an interview episode by signing up for our Man-to-Man eNewsletter at http://www.RealMenConnect.com, and grab your FREE copy of the Real Men Victory Tracker.    Are you stuck? Want to go to the next level in your marriage, career, business, or ministry?  Then maybe it's time you got a coach. ALL CHAMPIONS have one. Let me coach you to help you strengthen your faith, improve your marriage, spiritually lead your family, achieve more, balance your time, grow your ministry, or even stop an addiction. Click here for details: http://www.RMCfree.com    Talk with Dr. Joe 1-on-1: Want to talk to the host? Time slots are limited, but Dr. Joe takes on a few Breakthrough Calls a week to personally help you with your personal life, work, and family challenges.  The call is FREE, but slots are limited to ONE call only.  NO RESCHEDULES.  Just click on the link below and select the BREAKTHROUGH CALL option to set up an appointment: https://TalkwithDrJoe.com   Also join us on: Join the Real Men 300: http://www.RealMen300.com Facebook Group: http://www.realmenuniversity.com/ YouTube: http://www.RealMenTraining.com Facebook: @realdrjoemartin Instagram: @realdrjoemartin Twitter: @professormartin

In the third and final episode of our Vintage Fitness series we're talking about 90's sensation Tae Bo by Billy Blanks. For bonus content and early access to feed episodes, join the patreon! email questions and stories to carolynvandlaurag@gmail.com

Listen to possibly the only podcast that apparently has a secret agenda to discuss all of Billy Blank's filmography from the 90s!! Expect No Mercy, accept no substitutes!! Billy Blanks and Jalal Merhi team up again in this beautifully low budget sci-fi action film with all the sweat one would expect from the creator of Tae-Bo!DISCLAIMER: Language and Spoilers!!EXPECT NO MERCYdir. Zale Dalenstarring: Billy Blanks; Jalal Merhi; Wolf Larson

“Tae Bo sold 115 million copies and revolutionized the fitness world.  It changed the way people talked about fitness, I was the first person that talked about inside out.  Most people didn't really talk about the inside, most people talked about changing your hips, your legs, your bum, and your arms, but nobody talked about the heart.  I was the only one talking about the heart.  If you really want to change your life, you have to change what is going on on the inside.  What if all of a sudden God gave you the best body in the world, would that change who you are as a person? No, because the inside is still the same, outside may look different but what is carrying that body is still the same thought pattern.  Change the inside before the outside can change.”—Billy BlanksMy guest this episode is the one and only Billy Blanks who is a 9'th Degree Black Belt and one of the greatest Karate Fighters in history.  He is a 7-time world Karate Champion, the first Amateur Athletic Union Champ in 1975, and a Golden Gloves boxing Champion of Champions.  He was the captain of the United States Karate Team and won over 30 Gold medals in international competitions.  He is the founder of the sensational “Tae Bo” fitness system that sold over 115 million copies and revolutionized the fitness world.  Mr. Blanks was inducted into the world Karate Hall of Fame in 1982.This episode is all about transformation from the inside out.  My key takeaway is that success in martial arts and life begins with unlocking the heart.  We all experience fears and doubts that cause us to put up protective walls, these walls stop us from feeling, growing, and honestly expressing ourselves.  Our true gifts remain hidden behind these walls, but the practice of martial arts pierces these walls, and allows us to discover who we truly are and gives us the ability to face our challenges with courage, confidence, and clarity.  We also dive deep into training philosophy and how to perform under pressure at the highest levels of competition.  We discuss the value of testing your skills, to see how you can improve and to find out where you stand instead of focusing on outcomes like winning and losing.  Mr. Blanks shares some great stories of overcoming adversity, the early Karate Scene, and finding greatness through the service of others.  I was really moved by this episode, and Mr. Billy Blanks truly has the heart of a champion.

Will and Matt are ready to discuss the duo that should have never stopped making films (after only two)... Roddy Piper and Billy Blanks!! Topics will include hangovers, giants, and Will's new look!!DISCLAIMER: Language and Spoilers!BACK IN ACTIONdir. Steve DiMarco; Paul Zillerstarring: Billy Blanks; Roddy Piper; Bobbie Phillips

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On this week's episode of the Escape Your Limits Podcast, our guest is Billy Blanks, Inventor of Tae Bo, a martial arts-focused fitness programme that became one of the most successful home workout programmes in history.  Now taught worldwide, many Hollywood stars have utilised Tae Bo techniques at the Billy Blanks studio and Billy himself has starred in a number of films and TV shows, becoming a celebrity in his own right. Since then, Billy has become a keen businessman, extending his fitness offering, nurturing industry partnerships and in May this year, Billy hit the road again for a Tae Bo tour of America.  Today, Billy Blanks shares all about: What it takes to be a rockstar trainer  Tae Bo as a lifestyle, not a trend Why you should never use choreography Creating community with your team and members  Why having dyslexia made him live in fear when he was younger How to put on your daily power Winning the hearts and minds of your clients  To learn more about Billy Blanks, click here: https://www.instagram.com/billyblanksofficial1/?hl=en  Subscribe to our channel and turn on your notifications so you never miss a new video when its published: https://www.youtube.com/user/EscapeFitness  Shop gym equipment: https://escapefitness.com/shop Watch on YouTube: https://youtu.be/rIYVodUk6C8   Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Escapefitness  Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/escapefitness  Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/escapefitness  Linkedin: https://www.linkedin.com/escape-fitness 

A movie for the ages! A movie for lovers of all things Tae-Bo! A movie, possibly for people huffing urinal cakes! Will and Matt discuss Balance of Power (Hidden Tiger). The world of Billy Blanks is about to get flipped upside down when his student is shot, and he has to go from "already shredded" to "still shredded" in a matter of multiple unnecessary montages! DISCLAIMER: Language and Spoilers! -- and don't do urinal cakes!BALANCE OF POWERdir. Rick Bennettstarring: Billy Blanks; James Lew; Mako

"Mother, MAY I have another Bad Black Movie" -- it's that beautiful time of the year again when the Men of Micheaux review some of the most cringe-worthy films ever made. Vincent has selected EXPECT NO MERCY with TaeBo action star Billy Blanks to kick things off (00:48) after Len shares a TOP FIVE reasons DC Comics stands for Dumb Crackers and Vincent connects D'Urville Martin with William Baldwin and Goldie Hawn. Rate & Review The Mission on Apple Email micheauxmission@gmail.com Leave a voicemail 215-867-9666 Follow The Mission on IG, Twitter @micheauxmission  Leave Voicemail for Vincent & Len Subscribe to the Mission on YouTube  Get your Micheaux Mission SWAG from TeePublic We are a proud member of The Podglomerate - we make podcasts work! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

This edition features stories on Tae-Bo creator, Billy Blanks, teaching a workout class at Bagram Airfield, Afghanistan and troops celebrating Black History Month. Hosted by Cpl. Kimberly Crawford.

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What is the road to resiliency? Are you born with inner resilience or can it be developed? Today's guest, a true fighter takes us through four forms of resilience and how we can honor the process to resiliency.If you have any questions about this episode or want to get some of the resources we mentioned, head over to LesleyLogan.co/podcast. If you have any comments or questions about the Be It pod shoot us a message at beit@lesleylogan.co . And as always, if you're enjoying the show please share it with someone who you think would enjoy it as well. It is your continued support that will help us continue to help others. Thank you so much! Never miss another show by subscribing at LesleyLogan.co/subscribe.In this episode you will learn about:The journey of growing resilience The four forms of resilienceWhy resilience looks different for everyone How to go through the process of resiliency Resiliency in more than one life areaAccomplishing your goals is possible, no matter your life seasonBIO:I am a former professional MMA fighter, and currently a key note speaker, yoga instructor, and resilience expert! Learning resilience is the process. ™Being RESILNT is the outcome.Episode References/Links:Camee Adams Website  If you enjoyed this episode, make sure and give us a five star rating and leave us a review on iTunes, Podcast Addict, Podchaser or Castbox.Be It Till You See It Podcast SurveyBe in the know with all the workshops at OPCBe a part of Lesley's Pilates MentorshipWaitlist for the flashcards deckUse this link to get your Toe Sox!ResourcesWatch the Be It Till You See It podcast on YouTube!Lesley Logan websiteBe It Till You See It PodcastOnline Pilates Classes by Lesley LoganOnline Pilates Classes by Lesley Logan on YouTubeProfitable PilatesSocial MediaInstagramFacebookLinkedInEpisode Transcript:Lesley Logan  Alright, crew. So here's the thing, one of one of my friends said to me, said to me one day, she just like, "You, when I think of you, I just think resilience, I just think you're so resilient." And I actually hadn't given myself that kind of credit. And a part of me was a little frustrated, because I was like, "I don't wanna be resilient right now. I want people to actually, like, be concerned about me in this moment." And the, the truth is, it's not what I wanted. But I just remember like, being really scared in the situation that we were in and not really knowing what to do next. And sharing that with a friend of my friend is going, "I just always thought you were just like, so resilient." And I am. And I'm so grateful that you pointed it out, because once you can honor that you are resilient, once you can actually notice that you are these things. You're kind of unstoppable. And you might not feel that way right now. But what's really cool is our guests Camee Adams is actually going to explain to you that there's like four different places that you can be resilient in and how how, how you can actually honor the process of being more resilient in your life. And I couldn't think of a better person to have this like she is someone who's gone through a lot to be as resilient as she is. And she has such a gift to share this with you. So my love's Camee Adams is our guest this week. Our topic is resiliency and I cannot wait to hear how you reflect with this, how this affects your life and what it allows you to do. I love she has a quick BE IT action item that I think is really helpful and useful for us all. So I cannot wait for you to hear it. And I want to know how you use it in your life. So tag Camee, tag the @be_it_pod and let us know because it really does mean a lot to us, so we can see how these episodes are making your life easier to be it till you see it.Welcome to the Be It Till You See It podcast where we talk about taking messy action, knowing that perfect is boring. I'm Lesley Logan, Pilates instructor and fitness business coach. I've trained thousands of people around the world and the number one thing I see stopping people from achieving anything is self doubt. My friends, action brings clarity and it's the antidote to fear. Each week, my guests will bring Bold, Executable, Intrinsic and Targeted steps that you can use to put yourself first and Be It Till You See It. It's a practice, not a perfect. Let's get startedAll right, Be It babes. I am super excited. It's the first time I have anyone who's ever when you hear what Camee our guest has been doing with her life, my first one doing this. And I'm so excited. Because I just I love bringing on guests that have done different things in their life and show you that there's so many things you can do in this world. So Camee, can you please tell everyone, who you are and what you're doing these days?Camee Adams  Yes. First of all, I'm so excited to be here. Thank you. My name is Camee Adams. I am a professional mixed martial artist. I'm a mom of two teenage daughters, a certified yoga teacher, certified personal trainer, and what I call a resilience coach.Lesley Logan  This is really cool. We all need more ... I feel very resilient. I think people would say, um, when they think of me, it's very resilient. But I actually think that that's something we all need to learn if you're not, if you don't think so because life can be hard. And you're I mean, you're a fighter, so you get hit while you're down sometimes. So, you know, having that resilience is so key. So can you take us like a step back? First of all, (Camee: Yeah.) I would love to know, kind of the journey that got you into MMA and then also into being a resilience coach, like what was the the bridge that was like, "I'm this is I'm going to teach people."Camee Adams  Okay, so how I got into fighting, never in my life did I think that I would be a professional fighter. I grew up a lifetime athlete. But my athletic journey got cut short, when I got pregnant in high school. I had a boyfriend. I chose to have sex early as some girls do. You know, lots of other girls were doing it as well. For whatever reason, it was me who got pregnant. So I chose to keep her. We chose to get married. It wasn't the healthiest relationship, as you can imagine, at that age. But I was married for about nine years. And after I had my first daughter, I had my second one when two years later. So I was a really young mom, but I always had sports as an outlet. So when I didn't have that anymore, I actually got into figure competitions, lifting weights, bodybuilding, it was just amazing. I learned so much about nutrition, I learned how weight, you know, can shape your body. And, you know, that was kind of like the start of me being an athlete again and finding that outlet that I needed while I was a mom and a wife. So throughout that I got bored of weightlifting, I got bored of just the usual treadmill, you know, just the typical gym routine. I appreciate it now and I still love it. But at that time I needed something more.Well and also those figure competitions can it's like very like this is this is all you get to eat. (Camee: Yeah.) This is, that's it. There's no spice. There's no, there's just plain chicken, plain rice.Yeah, and as you can imagine, just me mentally just being a mom is just, it wasn't what I needed any more. And I recognized that. So when I was you know, younger Tae Bo was all the rage. And so I remember doing Tae Bo something about it. I was just like, yes, you know, this is it.Is that Billy Blanks? Is that who Tae Bo was? Yeah.You know, I did it so long, but honestly, I started doing that just at home when I was younger. I remembered kind of like how I felt when I did that. I love throwing punches and kicks. I'll rewind ... I played soccer like throughout all of, you know, my childhood, in high school. I started varsity as a freshman. So I was picked up kicks really easily during Tae Bo. So I found a college course where I could take fitness kickboxing at this rec center. So I take my two kids with me, I dropped them off. You were like hitting bags, but not not really, you know, it's not like a real heavy bag. It's kind of the one that's filled with sand and they would move and it was just like a bunch of other moms. But it was so great for me. And I was just intense and I loved it. It's just what I needed. And so there was just a little spark of intuition, knowing, you know, my inner me needed more of this. And so, once I realized, Oh, I'm actually picking this up fairly quick, you know, as an athlete, so I picked it up. My punches had a lot of power. I wanted to learn new combinations. So I found an actual fight gym in my area. You know, it was kind of grungy, filled with a bunch of dudes, but I was like, I want to learn how to do this. So I started showing up at fight gym, eventually they're like, "Do you want to start fighting?" And I was like ... Yeah. (Lesley: Yeah. Really? Yeah. Okay.) And and you know it, it just kind of evolved my first fight I actually lost. And after I lost, I realized what it was actually going to take. And honestly, I thought that I could do it. And I just continued on.Lesley Logan  That's actually really cool. I mean, it's almost like you were born with inner resilience on that, because like, most people, if they lost on the first fight, then they probably have like, "Oh, I'm not very good at this." (Camee: Yeah.) And you're like, "Oh, now I know what it takes to win." And I think that like, what an interesting way to see a loss or a failure, if like, more of us saw that, as opposed to like, you're not good enough. You're not cut out for it. It's like, no, it was your first fucking fight. (Camee: Yeah.) You know, like, if you had one, it might have actually made you think you could just like you don't need to train at all, you know what I mean? Like, it's actually kind of better that you had to learn that the hard way.Camee Adams  Yeah, and I really did win all three rounds, I had always trained really well, I loved working out portion. So I felt very confident in that area physically. But losing that fight, I was like, my head game was so off, my confidence was not there, I was extremely fearful, I was not believing in myself that I could actually win this fight. But physically, like, all the other pieces were there. And so from that point on, I knew the things that I would have to get good at. And it wasn't actually like physically fighting, you know, it really was building my mental game. Fighting is so much, there's so much mental resilience that goes into it so much, you know, inner confidence, just stepping into your own power, all of those things, just from just everyone has shit, you know, (Lesley: Yeah, yeah.) ... from your left, but all of these things that I was learning in my fight game, were directly, you know, applying to who I needed to become as a person. So I knew like just in my heart and my soul that it was for me and through, you know, that loss. I was like, alright, I'm not scared to get hit. I'm not scared to throw a punch. But here's all the other things that I know that I need to do to be able to start winning fights. And actually, you know, be a fighter who can sustain this fight game.Yeah, I think that's so interesting. Because like, isn't like, if y'all haven't watched this, I, I grew up with a lot of MMA fighters in high school. And some of the people that I went to high school with are actually very famous and well known and, (Camee: Okay.) I'm really proud of them. So like, I was around and I was like, I could never do that. But I think like, right there having that as a mental heads, like, of course, I couldn't, like I've already taken myself out, right? (Camee: Yeah.) And I think like, whether or not it's fighting, or even just like a some sort of a race you want to run or something you're wanting to do. If your head is at all thinking, I'm not gonna be able to do this, you won't be able to do it. Like you're not, your body's not gonna go, let me show you how I can fight without your brain like ... Do you know what I mean?Yeah. When you said that automatically thinking, I don't think I can do it. Your mind is filled with so much doubt, you know, especially as it gets closer to the fight, you know, you hit a point where you're like, "Am I really going to do this? Am I really gonna go fight this person?" And like I said, like, physically, I knew I was capable. It really was just me, believing, you know, that I actually could. And that's the process that I had to build over time. And that's what I call the resilience process, how you said you were born fairly resilient. Physically, I knew that I was very resilient. But there's, in my opinion, four forms of resiliency, you know, there's mental resiliency, there's physical, there's emotional, and then spiritual. And so physically as I got this, but all those other areas is what I was building resilience in to be resilience and automatically when I think a fire, I think they're resilient as fuck, like, they just are, but I didn't believe that in myself until I went through all those various resilience processes to be resilient, if that makes sense.Oh, totally. And also, I've actually never thought of resilience has been like it four, like four types like I've actually it's almost like you are, you armed. But actually, it sounds like you can be like really resilient physically, or really resilient spiritually, but the, you know, the other the other parts could actually not be there so much. It's kind of like having confidence. At work but not necessary confidence, like, on stage. (Camee: Yeah, yeah.) You know.(Camee: Yeah.) So wait, so what so let's just like take another leap and go with this like, so you're, you're a fighter, and then also your resilience coach. What made, what made that next leap? What was the what was the journey you went on to realize like the type of resiliency that you needed to learn and then how did that translate to like what you're doing now? Because I think this is really cool. Everyone get your notepads out because how like, we imagine the things you could do if you had resiliency, you would just like you would just go okay, that lesson learned next thing. So, how'd that happen for you?Okay, so when you said when you have resiliency I, basically what I feel like people need to understand is resilience is a skill that can be learned. (Lesley: Cool.) It's also a process. So if you don't feel like you have resiliency, you're going through a resilience process. And that's part of like what I help you understand. So I'll rewind this part of what brought me to being a resilience coach is people know me as a fighter. And if you follow any of any of my stuff on social, you also know, I've gone through some really hard personal life experiences, you know, part of my story is being that teenage mom, you know, and being a young wifey, having to leave an unhealthy relationship to take charge my own well being because I knew like it wasn't going to get better, and all of the things that go with that, but then during that time, I also lost a brother to suicide. And so these areas that I tell you that you have to build resiliency in, you know, my way of handling all of these things was through fighting. And it really was just like the universe sending me the perfect coping tool to handle all of these things that I needed to learn how to be resilient in. So looking back over all these years of all this bullshit happening, you know, whether it's my own choice, you know, and I something happened or someone else's choice in their life, you know, that caused a lot of pain or, you know, things that I had to work at work through. I was learning resilience in all those areas. But at the time, I didn't really put those two things together, you know, I just think, I think I thought that life is really hard, and you just do what you can to make it through. But now that I'm like, on the other side, I realize all of those things that I was going through, I can tell you exactly like I had to build emotional resiliency to be a single mom, and still show up as an athlete and bust my ass for that goal for me, because I knew that I could, and I didn't, I wasn't ready to, you know, let go of being an athlete yet. But also, it really was developing me to be this person, you know. So I've always used fighting as a platform to help people, you know, like, it's just has been my way, you know, and then I turned it into being a personal trainer, you know, so I just always took all of these hard things, and applied it to my life and then tried to teach other people because it was also what was helping me make it through all these years.Lesley Logan  Yeah, I'm so sorry to hear about your brother. That is an awful thing to have to go through for anybody, I think, and how interesting that it's part of this, like, quilt that you have that you've been building up of resilience over here and for over here, and I think you, you said something, I'm not I don't wanna misquote it. But there's like, it's almost like some people are like, okay, it's something I have to get through. But like, having a sense of resilience and an area, it's like, you don't get through it, you're just like, I'm gonna go do this. Like, it's like, it's like, so I'll, we film, pilates classes, and my teachers on my platform, I know, it kills them, we're like, you have to refilm that. So sorry, your audio was not there. Like it kills me to ever have to tell them that because I know what that means. So early December, I had like seven days to get all my filming in. And I filmed this one class, and it doesn't have the audio for half of it, just turned off. And I literally lost it. I toddler tantrum down the hallway, threw myself under the covers, and like tried to cry and I could feel my body like taking the blankets off, (Camee: Yeah.) getting backed up, (Camee: Yeah.) going into the living room and starting it again. Because the like that trained muscle of resilience was like, we're not going to let this take us down for today. Like it's not going to happen. Now, two years ago, I would be like, "Fuck this, I'll do it tomorrow." Like I would just like pity party all the way for the next day as if that was like a good use of time. But I think like we got when we develop the muscle, we have to build the resilience. And we don't have to just get through like you can't have there's a difference between like just getting through and using your resilience to like, get hit and go, "Okay, well, what did I learn from this? And how can I go? How can I continue? What is this telling me?" So you said there's a process I wondering like, with with the physical resilience, I feel like that's a little easier for people to understand. Like, there's training, you get back out like different but like when it comes to spiritual or emotional. Like how did that, what does that like? What what's how do people know if they have it or they don't?Camee Adams  Yeah. So this is the interesting thing about resilience in my opinion is it is a unique skill set. So the way that I process or have become resilient may be different how someone is resilient in their life. I don't live your day to day life. I don't know if you're struggling mentally all day long and you were just really trying to make it through the day. and build your mental resilience. So it looks different for everybody, you know, their process of resilience, like you said, when you had to refilm that, you know, I don't know, if you were having a lot of anxiety that day, I don't know, if you were depressed, it was just even hard for you to get out to fill your your physical portion of Pilates that day. But, um, you know, resilience is a unique skill set, like I said, that can be learned. And it looks different for everyone. And if you don't think that you have it, that tells me and you that you are in the middle of a resilience process. Most of the time, when you don't feel resilient, you need to understand you are in the resilience process. And when you make it through the other side, you will be resilient. And when you make it there, you will look back and see, wow, I was building mental resilience or spiritual resilience, or emotional resilience. And this is how it showed up for me. And this is how, you know what refilming that Pilates thing helped me build mental resilience that day, because now if you have to go refilm something else, your brain will automatically go to, I already did that. I know that I can do it again. I know, physically, I can do it. I know emotionally and mentally, I can do it too. (Lesley: Yeah.) So you'll take that experience, you've already built resilience to be resilient. Something else happens like that, again, your mind is going to already go back to I got this, you know, you can build that.Lesley Logan  Yeah, I'm ... So and yes your I think you're absolutely right, everyone have a different process. Because like we're all starting a different place. And I think there's a there's a lot that go into it. What, are there, are there any like exercises? Are there mantras, affirmations that you that people can use when like, you know, the going does get tough? And they're like, you know, how do they, how can they like pep talk themselves out of it? Or like, what do they need to do to kind of go okay, this is, this is teaching me something. Or I got this, how do they, how do they go through the process, so it's not just happening to them?Camee Adams  So, you know, for me to sit down with you. What coping skills have worked for you in the past? And can we dive back into those? Or do we need to sit down and talk through a few ways that we can start adding new coping skills into your resilience process? You know, for me, it's been yoga, yoga has been the perfect yin to the yang with fighting. You know, fighting is high energy, you have to show up wanting to kick people's asses, you know what I mean? But my, my heart, my soul is actually pretty soft. And so my yin practice with yoga is a great coping skill for me just to retreat from that, and go into myself, collect myself gets centered, to show up to be a fighter again the next day. But, you know, when I don't have that certain certain coping skill, I don't feel like I'm as good as a fighter. So it really is figuring out what works best for you. You know, for me, my mental resilience, like I said, I had to build it I think I am statements were really great for me, I have a lot of ADHD, I have a lot of high energy, I have a lot of racing thoughts. And so for me, you know, those I am statements of, I am capable, you know, I am this, I am that. Something else that I usually tell people that they can use as well is, I always tell myself, keep fighting for you. You know, being a young mom, with losing a brother with all of these things, you know, my kids have grown up and they are living their wonderful lives. And you know, my brother's gone, my family still here, but I realized with fighting like, it's always going to be me who has to keep fighting for me, people can support me, but you know, keep fighting for you is something that I always like replay in my mind a lot.Lesley Logan  Yeah, I do. I like an I am statement. And I think like what's interesting with I am statements is sometimes like, there's like another voice that like, says something about those I am statements and like y'all that is worth exploring, because that voice isn't gonna go away. And that voice is often not yours. It's somebody else's that told you something when you're little. And then once you can figure that out, and you can actually own that I am statement, I think that resiliency gets there. I'm like, curious, because how cool for you to be learning your own resilience and taking ownership of that while being a mom to two two girls. Because like, I mean, like, I think, you know, if more and more women could realize how resilient they are. And I think they actually I think more women already are very resilient. I think as a, as a as a group of people were like born that way. We have to fight for a lot of things. But I don't think that we I don't think many women know how resilient they are. Do you know what I mean? Like they're not they're owning that. So what does that been like raising daughters to own that resilience? Is that something that comes easy do they have to do it on their own? Do you help other moms figure this out with their children?Camee Adams  You know, it hasn't been so much with children, you know, but I think as your kids age, your friends, with other moms that are kids your age, so it naturally just kind of happened. But with my kids, both of them are athletes too. They're both playing college basketball and going to school with resiliency and teaching that skill set. You know, they've watched me struggle, but they may have through a lot and but they've also seen me win and succeed, and keep pushing through and keep showing up for life. And so I would like to think, and hopefully, you know, that that strength and that resiliency has rubbed off on them. But, you know, their way in college and they've had to build their own resiliency, you know, living alone, not having people around, being a college athlete is not easy. And so, I always try and show up for them, you know, of course, as a mom, but also as just a knowingness that they can do hard things that they are capable that they are in their own resilience process. And, you know, we've made it through every single shitty thing so far. And so I would like to hope that it rubbed off on them. We could ask them, but ...Lesley Logan  Yeah, well, I'm sure it has because like actions like we had Amy Ledin on, I think y'all she was episode five. But she says like actions are caught not taught, right? And so like, how cool for them to be raised by someone who, who could transform their life right in front of them. And then also went through this resilience process of their own. So they could see like, what is capable because, I mean, like, my grandmother was a high school mom. And my mom was 21. So like, I definitely understand like having a young mom, and like what stories that people can tell you, or you could tell yourself, but also for them to see like, oh, look, she actually didn't stop there, that didn't stop her at all. Like, look at what you had. And so I think that's really cool. What are some signs that you've seen that people may not be real, may not be using their resilience or or and be need of resilience. Is it like sign symptoms? Is it anxiety? Is it, is it down, like downplaying themselves? Like what are some things that you'd like to see? Because I'm sure like, when you're fighting people, you might be able to see like, this person's not very resilient over here. Like, I feel like there's a there's a whole game over there on on planning with another person's mindset. But Are there signs and things you see that had helped people, so if people are listening and go, "Oh, that's a sign that I could work on my resilience in that area."Camee Adams  Again, people show up differently in their lives. But I do think when people are depressed when they're frustrated, when they don't have the confidence that you see in them, that maybe you're like, wow, she's really good at that. But they don't even have an idea, you know, that maybe that could be their area. I think when people are disassociated from their self, like from themselves from their lives, I think I love motherhood, I love being a mom, but it does take you out of yourself. At times, at least it did for me, you know, some women love showing up being a mom every single day. And it's not that I don't. But I also knew that I had my own personal goals and aspirations and things that I wanted to continue to pursue. So when I think people are just dissociated from their own purpose in their own power, you know, those are just little hints, you know, maybe that you might need a little bit more emotional resiliency to handle all the things at home and then push through to continue to, you know, on with your personal goals, or whatever makes you you know, want to show up for life, you know, being your best self or, you know, whatever you want to share with the world, you know, (Lesley: Yeah.) besides raising humans. (Lesley: Yeah.) But I think when people have an inkling that just, they can do something more than they're not is probably a good cue that they're about to head into a resilience process to accomplish whatever goal they want to accomplish.Lesley Logan  Yeah, yeah. Do you, do you have like, do you do a lot of reflection, like, because I imagine, you know, one of those ways that you built up a lot of resilience is like, after every fight, you probably like look back of like any athlete does. I look at a game, you know, and they go, "Okay, I could do that better." Or I could, "Oh, there's this thing I can learn." Is this, like something that people can do for their emotional or spiritual resiliency? Like, is it reflecting back on something? Are there things that you would say to look for like, is it like looking for the good things that went well, or the things that didn't go well? What does that process look like?Camee Adams  Always, so I'll tell you with fighting, fighting is a little different, because they're not happening each week. You know, it's usually one, two or three fights per year. And so you're taking a chunk of time to work up to this fight. And then what happens before the fight, what happened during the fight, are all the things that I look back. And also, when you're fighting off, you also have to show up for life or at least I had to, to, you know, I still had to be a mom, I still had to do regular life. And so when I would look back and realize, you know, I should have been more competent in this area, or I could have handled this emotional outbursts better with my children or whatever. And so there is a lot of reflection, you know, in my area with biting, but also as a person, so I take every hard experience that I've been through, and just sit down, and I am a journaler, you know, I know not everybody is, but I do find it helpful, especially when I get those little hints of inspiration or just insight about myself, I always try and write that down. Because sometimes I do forget. And so when I go back and look through, and you know, I've made a little note, or I tell myself, I like how you handled this, you could have done better. Um, so I do a lot of reflecting in yoga, I do a lot of walking outside, and how I help other people, you know, reflect on their lives. I, I think there's just things that work across the board for every human, you know, (Lesley: Yeah.) I think it's getting outside. I do think a meditation or yoga practice is great for most every single person, you know it doesn't have to be yoga, but meditation sitting with yourself. And, again, going back to that disassociation, if you can't even sit with yourself and connect with yourself, I think that's a good place to start. Because some people don't even know how to reflect, you know, and how to sort through all the crap to get to what they need to get to. And, (Lesley: Yeah.) I think that is part of just the resilience process is being self aware, understanding that you are going through a resilience process. And then using those coping skills that you've either used in the past or understanding that you need to bring some new tools in to help you get through whatever you're getting through.Lesley Logan  Yeah, I think that's like, it sounds like there's like, first of all, giving yourself a lot of kindness and grace and space for like, being a human being. And process and trying to learn something for the next level. And then also, like, you know, giving yourself permission to own the skills that you already have, like, I think sometimes in the self development journey, it could be like, oh, I, I need to learn this better or learn this better. And we often forget that, like, we did a really fucking good job getting to hear (Camee: Yeah) and some of those tools, (Camee: Yeah) you know, I mean, there is that saying, like, what got you here won't get you there. But there's also like, owning what got you there, because you can build upon that you don't have to start all over from scratch. Yeah, I think I think more time spent reflecting I do think you're correct. Like, doesn't have, it doesn't have to be journal, like you get this pretty journal and you have this beautiful journal practice that happens every day at the exact same time. It could literally be a note on your phone, where you just continue to voice te... voice to text to what you wanted to say.Camee Adams  I think it's great. I like your the voice text. You know, when people can hear things out loud. It does help them get things out of their head. You know, writing, you know, helps you get all of those thoughts out too but when you speak it and then hear yourself, whatever, maybe mood or mindset you were in. I think that's great, too. (Lesley: Yeah.) You know remembering that, especially with a voice note. I do like a good voice note.Lesley Logan  I do too. Brad, are you hearing how many people?Camee Adams  ... talking to yourself all the time?Lesley Logan  Oh, no, it's uh, this is a total joke. Because he'll he'll do a recap with us. And there's this really people love, like a voice DM they really do. And he's like, I hate to voice text. I don't like it. But he voice to text all the time. Like, he loves that. And he's killer at that I'm not so I'm much faster at like typing it out. But he is like, I hear him walking around the house talking to Siri, like getting things done, you know. But anyways, I think you're right. I think hearing yourself say that also, for people sometimes like the act of journaling can is its own resilient process, they have to learn because they have so many stories around themselves and what kind of writer they are. So just being able to speak (Camee: Yeah.) it into existence can really get people over that hump. You know, this is such an interesting topic, I think I wanted to have you on because very few people talk about resiliency in any capacity. And it's like, if you are not resilient in one or more areas of your life, it's going to be really hard to take the next step to show up for the next big thing, to put yourself in a position to be the new person or to challenge yourself in different ways. And the whole point of this podcast is so that more and more people can act like the person they want to be before I go stop waiting, because waiting is not gonna get anywhere. And resiliency is such a key part of that. So this has been a really fun conversation. We're gonna take a quick break and we're gonna find out where people can find you, follow you, learn resiliency with you and your BE IT action items. Alright, Camee so where would you like to hang out? Is there a social media platform? Is it you've website? Where can people get to know you more?Camee Adams  All of the above. I'm mostly on Instagram right now. It's cameeadams, camee is c a m e e, two e's usually helps people remember. You can go to my website, which is cameeadams.com. I share a lot of my story, I really do like to personally connect with people, because I think people see me where I am now. And they just really don't have an idea of, you know, what's really happened. And, you know, accomplishing your goals is possible, you know, no matter what season of life that you're in. But yeah, I am starting YouTube, it will be a very slow process, but ...New resiliency muscle is going to be YouTube. Oh my God, I will share this with you. This is a resilient story that I have to share with you and our listeners will get a kick out of it, because people will know me from YouTube. And so and it's actually quite fun. Like, I used to teach in LA and I had all these actors and, and people would come into the studio like, oh, and they would do that. And my clients would like, like, get a little nervous because like someone's gonna recognize them while they're working out. They're like, "You're you're Lesley Logan from YouTube." And I would just go, "I am." And they look at me, like, "Don't worry about it. They don't even know who you are." But anyways, um, my first several YouTube videos, I probably cried filming every single one of them. They're like four minutes long. Like they're like not long at all. But I was so afraid of like, what people would say on the other side of it, like a so afraid of the comments that hadn't even happened yet, because it hadn't even been put out there. But I didn't anyways, they're terrible. Y'all are still up. You can still watch them. (Camee: Oh I'm gonna take a look.) Oh, yeah, you gotta go to go to my Online Pilates Classes YouTube channel. And you can go to the oldest ones. My hair is super short. We didn't have a tripod or we didn't have a mic, y'all. I was just yelling, this is back in the day when you could, (Camee: I love it.) you could just do things like that. (Camee: I love it.) Anyways, they're still up. And what is so crazy, as soon as I started getting out there, and I started to see positive feedback, it got easier to continue. And now I find like fuck up and up, I just go, "Oh, actually, I meant this." And I just don't edit it out. I just like put it out there. And it is like, it is a new muscle. But I can tell you, like if you can just keep going get the first ones out because they're gonna suck anyways, they'll be better than you. They do actually think but you'll get better once you do more.Thank you. No, that is very helpful. It's better to do so.Yeah, yeah, it's its own thing. It's its own game. And you know, and you all if you're like interested in that Brad and I talk a lot about YouTube and the hungry baby that it is when you start creating for it. But it is, um, it's such an interesting avenue. And it's, I actually prefer it to a lot of like, it's on a social media platform, but I prefer it to other social media platforms, because I feel like it can just, it's reach is just so different. You know. (Camee: Yeah.) Anyways, that was a tangent. We got to get to your BE IT action item. So bold, executable, intrinsic, targeted steps people can take to be it till they see it. What do you have for us?I would say, do what you can in your current season. When I was a mom, I had no idea that I was going to be a fighter. When I was a fighter, I really didn't know that I was going to be a resilience coach. But what I did do was show up for whatever season of life that I was in.Lesley Logan  Hmm, that's so great. Just going back to that self awareness and being kind to yourself. Thank you so much, Camee. It's been such a pleasure. And I just found out before we got on this, that you live in the neighborhood, so we're gonna hang out in Vegas for sure. (Camee: Yeah, I'd love, too.) How are you going to use these action items in your life? How are you going to use this information about resiliency? And notice where you are resilient tag Camee, tag @be_it_pod. Let us know. Send this to a friend who is kind of struggling if you were like heard some of the signs that maybe they're not that might not be a resiliency. That'd be going through resilience process, send it to them because maybe they can go, "Oh, this is actually all happening for me on the other side. It's gonna be even better." Right. We can all help each other be it till we see it. Thank you so much, and I'll see you next time.That's all I got for this episode of the Be It Till You See It podcast. One thing that would help both myself and future listeners is for you to rate the show and leave a review. And follow or subscribe for free wherever you listen to your podcasts. Also, make sure to introduce yourself over at the @be_it_pod on Instagram. I would love to know more about you. Share this episode with whoever you think needs to hear it. Help us and others BE IT TILL YOU SEE IT. Have an awesome day!   Be It Till You See It is a production of Bloom Podcast Network.    Brad Crowell  It's written, produced, filmed and recorded by your host Lesley Logan. And me Brad Crowell. Our associate producer is Amanda Frattarelli.  Lesley Logan  Kevin Perez at Disenyo handles all of our audio editing.     Brad Crowell  Our theme music is by Ali at APEX Production Music. 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Calvin Evans is  back on the podcast (previously on episode 47 link below). He is one the best stand up comics in Chicago and the nation. He's been on NBC's Chicago PD,  Shameless on Showtime and Kevin Hart's Comedy Central series Hart and had reoccurring role on the hit Comedy Central show SouthSide. He's the best basketball player in the Chicago comedy scene (#1 and #2), Justin has never seen “Coming to America, Michael Jordan has never changed how he dress and we watch some R Kelly classics. “The Last Boy Scout” had Billy Blanks from Tae Bo, Tik Tok is garbage and “You People” is a CGI AI deepfake love story.    Support The Lobo Den Podcast by joining the Patreon with bonus content and more: https://www.patreon.com/theloboden   The views expressed on the podcast are of The Lobo Den Podcast and do not reflect the views and positions of anyone ever.   YouTube: https://youtu.be/RHWld1V9oXk   Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/calvinevanscomedy/ https://www.instagram.com/lobo9110/ https://www.instagram.com/thelobodenpodcast/   Best Group on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groups/830054804387858   TikTok (aka CCP weaponized social media app): https://www.tiktok.com/@theloboden   Twitter: https://twitter.com/lobodenpodcast https://twitter.com/lobo9110   Donate: https://www.paypal.me/thelobodenpodcast   Links: https://linktr.ee/theloboden   Lobo Den Episode 47 Calvin Evans: https://youtu.be/oFOzEUPT9Ak    

Join host Elias as he sits down with actor Omar Benson Miller to discuss his iconic role as Gib in the CBS action-comedy series "True Lies". Omar shares behind-the-scenes stories and insights into bringing the character to life, as well as his overall experiences working on the show. From his early beginnings in the industry to his current success, Omar reflects on his career in Hollywood and offers valuable advice to aspiring actors. Whether you're a fan of "True Lies" or interested in learning more about the craft of acting, this episode is a must-listen. Tune in for an engaging conversation with one of the industry's most talented actors. TRUE LIES, inspired by James Cameron's hit action-comedy film of the same name, follows Harry (Steve Howey), a first-class international spy for U.S. intelligence agency Omega Sector, and his wife, Helen (Ginger Gonzaga), a language professor bored with her daily routine, who makes the shocking discovery that her seemingly ordinary husband is leading an extraordinary double life. With the secret out, Omega recruits Helen, who impresses everyone with her formidable skills (thanks to Tae Bo and yoga), and she joins Harry and his team of top-notch operatives, embarking on covert missions around the globe and an exhilarating life of danger and adventure … all while keeping their adventures a secret from their three teenage children. The renewed bond between them adds much-needed sizzle to the Taskers' emotionally distant marriage and upends the top-secret world of Omega Sector. But, as Harry says, if you're going to save the world, you might as well do it for the ones you love. You can watch this interview on YouTube https://youtu.be/V998AkXOcg4 Have a question? Email us  themccpodcast@gmail.com Follow us on Social Media for the latest show updates  www.twitter.com/themccpodcast www.instagram.com/themccpodcast www.facebook.com/themancavechroniclespodcast www.themccpodcast.com  www.youtube.com/c/TheManCaveChronicleswElias          

On this week's episode of the Escape Your Limits Podcast. Escape Fitness partakes in an exclusive podcast partnership with the FitExpo in LA to bring to you Podcast Nation. The FitExpo is one of the most exciting live fitness events within the US that gives attendees the opportunity to connect with various leaders in the fitness industry. Today, we sat down with a prominent American actor and fitness personality, Billy Blanks. In the late 80s, he starred in several movies and soon ended up creating the Tae Bo program which contains components of martial arts and boxing. Later, he began to retain celebrity clientele to help them achieve their fitness goals. We also had the opportunity to interview a renown, top chef in the United States military, and Master Sergeant, Chef Rush. In September 1996 he served as the Joint and Vice Chief of Staff for eight general officers and four Chief of Staff of the Army over the next three years. He has also worked in the White House and the Presidential Guest House. Both share their insight on: • Using the power of your mind and will to create healthy wellness patterns • Why the pandemic has created a mental health pandemic • And how to avoid listening to your 5 senses to achieve your goals To learn more about the FitExpo, click here! https://thefitexpo.com/ To learn more about Billy Blanks, click here! https://www.taebonation.com/ To learn more about Chef Andre Rush, click here! https://chefrush.com/

Horror! Medo! Desespero! Pânico! Bolo! Tae Bo! No episódio desta semana nos reunimos para falar sobre o Manda-Chuva (TC 2000), filme distópico lançado em 1993! Obra recheada de pancadaria, sem roteiro e talento nenhum com o Bolo Yeung e Billy Blanks puxando a fila de socos e chutes! Então aumentem seus iPods porque mais um Podtrash está no ar! Duração: 75minMédia TD1P: 2,5 ELENCO Almighty, o Estagiário de Chinelos!Bruno "Gunfree" GunterDemétrius "Anjo Negro" Santos Douglas Fricke, o ExumadorEdson OliveiraShin Koheo, o Maratonista nu! ARTE DO BANNER Shin Koheo EXTRAS DESTE PODTRASH IMDBTrailer TRILHA DESTE PODTRASH Escute no Spotify! FEEDS E LINKS DO PODTRASH Podtrash na iTunes StorePodtrash no SpotifyFeed completo do PodtrashFeed sem os Lado BFeed do Lado BCanal do Podtrash no YoutunerParticipe do Grupo “Esse Merece um Podtrash” lá no Facebook!Participe do grupo do Telegram dos Ouvintes do PodtrashConheça a Loja de Camisetas As Baratas! CONTATOS DO PODTRASH podtrash@td1p.comKoo do Podtrash!@podtrashFacebook do PodtrashNova Cx Postal: 79137 - CEP 03479-970 CAPA DESTE PODTRASH

Today's guest is Dr. Stephanie Estima, the founder of Hello Betty, a community centered around female empowerment through health and business coaching. She's a doctor of chiropractic with a special interest in metabolism, body composition, functional neurology, and female physiology.She's also the author of the Betty Body where she shares her proven strategies to help women jumpstart and calibrate their metabolism, revive their libidos, rest guilt free, and elevate their emotional wellbeing.Dr. Stephanie's mission is to empower women on a global scale to be the best versions of themselves, both physically and emotionally through the power of easily accessible female health education. She's a bright and clear voice for positivity online, a much needed ingredient to our digital experiences, and I'm so excited to have her on the podcast today.We also cover…00:01:37 — Dr. Stephanie's Inspiration StoryGetting her undergraduate degree in neuroscience and psychologyStep queen and Tae Bo(!)Learning to make informed decisions around nutritionSyncing keto with women's hormone cycles Value of long term metabolic flexibility Important psychological elements of dieting Having grace for your motherhood journey 00:15:05 — Deep Dive on Ketogenic DietingReasons why a woman might explore ketoMyth busting kale and spinach oxidatesStructuring your plate Sustainable DishFist pump for animal protein 100,000,000 women with PCOSReassessing nutrition needs for your cycle Oura Ring and Natural Cycles mobile app00:33:30 — Syncing with Your CycleUnderstanding your cervical fluidDebunking pregnancy mythsChemistry class on hormone activity Harnessing the sacred energy present during ovulationShifting your diet throughout your cyclePreservation of muscle mass How hunger and metabolism change throughout your cycle00:47:10 — Prioritizing Protein & Weightlifting Dismantling diet culture mythsLifting heavy = The best thing you can doGrowing mental fortitude at the gymImproving glucose regulation through weight liftingAging with power and grace Your body wants to healResources: Website: hellobetty.clubPodcast: Better with Dr. StephanieInstagram: @dr.stephanie.estimaYouTube:

Will and Matt do what they do best... talk about Billy Blanks... as well as the power of kicking people in the head, what private investigators don't do, and the mystery behind Tough and Deadly's synopsis!! Plus so much more... So get ready to do some Tae-Bo, and crank this up to eleven!DISCLAIMER: Language and Spoilers!!TOUGH AND DEADLYdir. Steve Cohenstarring: Billy Blanks; Roddy Piper; Richard Norton

How can you stay fit, lose the fat, and get the body you want faster than ever in Midlife? This week, Natalie Jill sits down with Le Bergin and they discuss everything you're able to do. This episode is a new look at fat loss, and you're going to love it. Le Bergin is a Lead Trainer for the FASTer Way to Fat Loss. With almost 20 years experience as a Certified Personal Trainer, she is passionate about educating men and women through personalized nutrition and exercise to help empower them to live their best lives with energy and intention. She herself is in Midlife and if you watch on YouTube or follow her on Instagram, you'll see she is extremely fit. She is a former high school teacher and cheerleading coach, mom of two teenagers, and she owns a boutique gym in Galveston, Texas with her husband. She has over ten certifications, starting with TaeBo through Plyoga, to Kettlebells, nutritional certifications and FRC (Functional Range Conditioning). JOIN US HERE: https://www.fasterwaytofatloss.com/natalie-jill In this episode, you will learn: Why you should look into Intermittent Fasting What is carb cycling How you can supprt your body better in midlife

 Saturday October, 1st (ep.9)THE CIABATTA BOYZ ARE HERE!!Man oh man, Marvel Studios knows how to control our emotions, giving crazy news all week!! Blade loses its director, and all kinds of drama continues to grow with the project. BUT Marvel knows hows to keep us on their side, because we got Deadpool and Wakanda Forever news!!Tune in and find out how the Fellas feel about the Bad, the Good and the Great news coming from the MCU!!!!1in100 Podcast!!

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It's been a few weeks since I've shared a Life Update on the Queen of Pep Talks!  I have so much to share in this episode, from busy holiday weekends, feeling overwhelmed in life, doing a Tae Bo workout (IYKYK), reflecting on growth, public speaking and so much more!  I love sharing these little snippets into my life here with you on the podcast. Enjoy. XO Links/ResourcesJoin the 10-Day Love Your Body Bootcamp!Join the EXCLUSIVE Pep Talks Membership!Get a 5-day Voxer Coaching Pass.Get the Create Joy Products HERE.Join my TEXT Community.Sign up for the JJXO Weekly Newsletter.Join the FREE Create Change Community!Read my book "Battle for Growth".Need a Workout Plan? Get mine hereFollow the Inspiration on Instagram.

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Have you heard of “shrink-flation”?  If you haven't, prepared to be absolutely outraged!  (:30) Anna and Raven have become huge fans of American Song Contest and have decided to create their own version of the game!  Today, they get a local musician to write a song about Guam!  (2:12) Will Smith has posted an apology for his behavior at the Oscars, but Anna isn't buying it for one very specific reason…  (6:00) Basketball may not be your thing, but everyone is always excited about the latest trends!  Anna and Raven present March Fadness, the ultimate tournament to determine the greatest fad of all time!  Today's first match-up is between; The Macarena vs. Cabbage Patch Kids!  (9:53) What's the craziest surgery you've ever had?  Is it wackier than Raven's most recent sinus surgery?  (16:28) Basketball may not be your thing, but everyone is always excited about the latest trends!  Anna and Raven present March Fadness, the ultimate tournament to determine the greatest fad of all time!  Today's second match-up is between; Tae-Bo and Crocs!  (26:54) Terry has warned her husband, Lance, to put away his things for years. She claims he is a HUGE slob and leave clothes, work items, shoes, hair products, all over the house. She started throwing away all the things that were left in the wrong place. Lance is furious, he's not a child, he's an adult and she must accept his messiness! Whose side are you on? (33:45) Michelle has got a shot at $4000!  All she has to do is beat Raven in pop culture trivia!  (41:16)

Is there anything more important than a trip to space?  Pete Davidson recently bailed on a trip into outer space and Anna and Raven are trying to figure out why…  (:30) Are you up to date on this week's trending stories?  Anna and Raven get you up to date on what's trending, including the reason Maury is back in the news!  (1:56) It feels like there's always something wrong with Raven these days.  From routine medical procedures to a constantly enflamed stie in his eye, Raven has had his share of procedures done this year, but the latest one might be the grossest yet!  (5:45) If you've been going to a coffee shop for decades now and you still can't order it correctly, that's all I need to know about you!  (9:37) How do you speak to your kids about difficult subjects like the war in Ukraine?  Child Psychologist Dr. Joe Schippa spoke to Anna and Raven about how to tackle difficult subjects with your kids.  (13:20) Are you loyal to a specific brand?  Anna was labeled “Brand Loyal” in a focus group once and it was one of the proudest moments of her life!  (17:02) Basketball may not be your thing, but everyone is always excited about the latest trends!  Anna and Raven present March Fadness, the ultimate tournament to determine the greatest fad of all time!  Today's match-up is between; The Goatee and Tae Bo!  (27:51) Sal and Vanessa have two children, 13 and 16 years old. Vanessa just got them both credit cards. Sal is very much opposed to it; how will they learn the value of money when they can just use a card everywhere they go? They should learn financial responsibility first. Vanessa says that sounds like something a 100-year-old would say. Everyone uses credit cards, and their children can learn financial responsibility just fine with credit cards. Whose side are you on?  (34:18) Raven is on a huge winning streak and the jackpot is now $3400!  Does Jackie have what it takes to beat him and claim the prize?  (41:25)

Welcome to S3E12! We start out with the bridge collapse in Pittsburgh. Yikes! Dave follows it up with a few media recommendations and Joe has another round of the “Craigslist Game” for Dave! Lastly, we finish up the show by talking about strange state laws. Come for The Resort, stay for the Tae Bo.  Enjoy! 

This week we discuss Ade's amazing vocal range when she is alone and Kelly's incredible UFC skills. Encanto (Disney Plus), Feel the Beat (Netflix), Hanna (Amazon Prime), and Goliath (Amazon Prime) Also, will the training we got in the Taebo workout tapes allow us to win a UFC match --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/tv-told-me/message

Do you find yourself eating REALLY healthy during the week but on the weekends you let loose and perhaps even binge a little? (Or a LOT) O…only to find yourself feeling guilty come Monday and you either give up or you try to “exercise it all off”? That, my sweet friend, is a dieting TRAP and is brought on by the diet culture we live in where we are taught through social media and fad diets that you should only eat these things (insert lean protein and veggie type things here) and not eat any of “those” things (insert any carb, fat, deliciousness here). NOOOOOO!!! I'm here to HELP retrain how you look at nutrition and find your own sustainable and BALANCED lifestyle without the restriction that these fad diets teach you. Look, girl…I've been there!! I tried allll the workout videos (Beachbody) starting with Taebo when I was a teenager all the way to P90X. I actually really loved Turbo Jam with Chalene Johnson haha!!!! I also tried sooo many diets and companies: Atkin's, Weight-watchers, Beachbody, 21 Day Fix, Xyngular, isagenix, It Works, Shakeology, Keto, low carb, low fat….seriously….!! I even did a cookie diet!!! (Face-palm!!!) So take it from me…in my 41 years, I've come a LOOOONG ways in figuring out the hard way what nourishing my body looks like and began studying nutrition having been a personal trainer for the past 8 years. I also had at least one eating disorder at a young age (I was bulemic) and didn't know when I started having stomach pain all the time, that I was Celiac. I'm so grateful God has given me so much clarity in this area and that I can help other women break free from the dieting culture traps that we know today! Are you READY??? Don't forget to leave me a review!!! And make sure you visit our grace2conquer.com website to get on the mailing list or connect with me on my Instagram account! (But dm me if you do so that I know!!) Have a great day.!

Start-up CEO Mitch Santala talks to Elizabeth Dixon, the Principle Lead of Strategy, Hospitality, and Service Design at Chick-fil-A about her entrepreneurial background and the leadership principles that guide both her career and her personal life. Gil Moegerle starts Season Two off with a recap of Season One, where financial executive Brett explained the power of “No,” followed by PR practitioner, Jamie, reminding us that, “If your company sucks, PR is not your problem.” We're also reminded of Kimberly Thompson who loudly proclaimed her desire to bathe in the white queso dip of her very favorite boujie Mexican food restaurant. Mitch Santala then introduced the audience to entrepreneur and leader, Elizabeth Dixon, diving right into asking her how she defines an entrepreneur. Elizabeth's thoughtful answer includes a quote from Henry David Thoreau and the importance of working toward something bigger than yourself. She makes a point to mention that we should always add value to others. Mitch follows up by asking Elizabeth about the first time she realized she was an entrepreneur and Elizabeth gives a great story from her freshman year in college. Billy Blanks' Tae Bo, some hazardous conditions, and a non-existent wrestling team are all that it took to get her first small business off the ground. Mitch expands on Elizabeth's experience by commenting on how she took the initiative to get the project started. She had an idea, she solved the problem…then she asked for help. Elizabeth continues the conversation about taking one step at a time, citing the story of how Netflix was born from a bad experience with late fees. The topic shifts to branding when Mitch asks Elizabeth about raising kids to create their own brand. Elizabeth quips that kids are sponges and that we shouldn't be afraid to talk about entrepreneurial concepts with them while they are young. She says that being your own brand is your authenticity and talks about paycheck vs purpose. Mitch also brings up best practices in innovation and customer loyalty and Elizabeth proudly notes that innovation is decentralized at Chick-Fil-A. She explains that customer expectations are always evolving and likens the lack of innovation in business to the Sports Illustrated effect for athletes. Mitch agrees that hubris should not get in the way, because that's where innovation dies. The two discuss the difference between side hustles and side hassles and the struggle that comes with being an entrepreneur – they're always building or creating something. If you don't give them something to do…watch out. Mitch and Elizabeth also agree on maintaining the health of your priorities before you start down an additional path. Anyone who loves Chick-Fil-A, will get a kick out of the “My Pleasure” origin story that Elizabeth shares and, taking inspiration from Kanye West, Elizabeth describes the restaurant's Number One with a lemonade and the unique, chaste relationship the pickles have. Finally, Mitch asks our signature question: Where are we going for Mexican food and what are we having. Elizabeth doesn't hesitate to answer Taqueria del Sol, local Atlanta chain. They have a simple menu of six types of tacos, enchiladas, and sides and Elizabeth orders the pulled pork Carnitas. Mitch says he'll try one of those, too, with an additional carne asada for the heck of it. In true Chick-fil-A form, Mitch thanks Elizabeth for being on the show and she responds with, “My pleasure.” Links: Chick-Fil-A https://www.chick-fil-a.com/ The Infinite Game by Simon Cynic https://www.amazon.com/dp/B079DWSYYB/ref=dp-kindle-redirect?_encoding=UTF8&btkr=1 How the Mighty Fall by Jim Collins https://www.amazon.com/How-Mighty-Fall-Companies-Never-ebook/dp/B0058DRTYY/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=how+the+mighty+fall&qid=1614785306&s=digital-text&sr=1-1 Taqueria del Sol http://www.taqueriadelsol.com/ Subscribe to our podcast on Apple, Spotify, Google, and Stitcher. Follow us: Website Facebook Instagram LinkedIn