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 "Bonjour, je m'appelle Marie et je suis débitrice anonyme". Une phrase qui claque, qui dérange, qui fait écho parce qu'on parle souvent d'addiction, mais rarement de celle-là. La dépendance a l'argent. Dépenser pour se remplir, pour exister jusqu'à frôler la chute libre. Dans ce nouvel épisode de Contre-addictions, on tend le micro à Marie X, une voix anonyme, mais une histoire universelle. Son salut: les Débiteurs Anonymes, un espace où on n'arrive pas par curiosité, mais quand on a tout essayé. un groupe ou on apprend à se réconcilier avec l'argent, sans honte ni culpabilité.  Dépensier compulsif, accro au crédit, angoissé par l'argent... Et si on en parlait.Rendez-vous jeudi sur toutes les plateformes de podcast, Youtube et les réseaux sociaux de Rose et de Contre-addictions.Ce podcast est soutenu par la MILDECA, Mission Interministérielle de Lutte contre les Drogues et les Conduites Addictives

Alex Cora is all smiles after his young star signs a massive extension. What to look forward to the rest of the season out of the Boston Red Sox

In this engaging opener to a two-part series, Greg and Ed the Protestant dive into how "Hollywood"—a catch-all for mass media from Reformation propaganda to modern movies, music, and novels—subtly shapes our perceptions of reality, including Christianity and Catholicism. At the secret compound, they explore how repeated tropes in popular culture groove neural pathways, bypassing rational thought to instill unconscious biases, as illustrated by examples from Plato's warnings on music to rock anthems by Bob Seger and Pink Floyd promoting rebellion and negativity. They discuss the "Gell-Mann Amnesia Effect," where media gets facts wrong on familiar topics yet we trust it on everything else, and highlight how our limited personal networks (about 200 people) force reliance on biased storytelling for broader knowledge. They discuss modern portrayals of freedom as chaos, fathers as doofuses, and societal norms, questioning why we accept these as "common knowledge." Teasing the next episode, they set up how these distortions hinder apologetics and evangelization, urging listeners to question media narratives against the Church's timeless orthodoxy. Join them for a thought-provoking chat that blends humor, intellect, and fidelity to the Catechism, perfect for curious seekers and rediscovering Catholics. Support this ministry so more people can consider Catholicism! Website: https://www.consideringcatholicism.com/ Email: consideringcatholicism@gmail.com  

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 Dave's Journey Back To Nature: Part 4The Business Turn-around.Based on posts by Big galoot, in 6 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.The three of us found ourselves sat naked, prim and properly behind our booth.As you can imagine our booth was very popular, and you can't keep a good man or woman for that matter down. Everyone was very polite asking the same, repetitive questions. Many complimenting Suzi and Muriel."I'm bored." Said Suzi and we agreed that it was getting tedious and quite anti-climactic. "I have an idea, I'll do it first, then you have to follow.""What?" I perked up."Wait and see, I'm waiting for a dishy man to come along."She didn't have to wait long, before a well-built local lad sauntered over."That was a lovely show you put on there, ladies.""Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it. Have you ever visited our Arundel holiday resort?""No, but I've thought about it."Suzi stood up, allowing her hair to fall away from her boobs and the top of her pussy lips to be seen between her closed legs. She leant forward and opened up a leaflet, explaining it to the young lad, but he wasn't listening.After he left, we all had a good giggle and I was volunteered next. I asked Muriel to point out some locals who might be up for a good laugh."That's Jill, whose original idea this all was. Over there, with her sister. I'll call them over."They approached rather sheepishly, but were calmed by our big smiles."I hear you've had an exciting day." Jill said"And it's all down to you and your marvelous idea." I praised her.Jill blushed a bit at this and I took it as my cue, I stood up with my semi erect cock bouncing around in front of me,"Ladies, let me buy you a drink; as a thank you." As I said this I maneuvered towards them, Jill nearly jumping backwards, but her sister a much cooler customer. Staring directly at my rocket, she said, "Where do you keep your money?"I gestured reaching for my wallet, then acting like I misplaced it. My hands slapped one ass cheek, then the other. Then I shrugged in an ‘I'm so sorry' sort of way.We all burst out laughing and bade farewell to the good-natured sisters."I don't know if I can top that." Said Muriel, still laughing "and besides the festival is closing shortly. Thank you both so much for one of the nicest, most fun, and exciting days I've ever had. I love you both." We all welled up and came in for a big hug, a family hug. The  bookings rocketed and the Arundel Resort went from strength to strength, generating more great opportunities.First, the local and regional press covered all the event. A Few Fleet Street London papers reposted the frackus. One rather cheeky tabloid did a feature report, a few days later, carrying a background history of the ‘Hippy Free-Love Resort.'Then, the targeted audience, those who are serious about nudism; all read our feature article about the resort.It was focused on Naturism for a new generation. Within weeks our resort was booked full, well into late September.Muriel hired Geri, who is Mary's lover, and just happens to be the daughter of Jim & Muriel's old friends and patrons, since the 80s. Geri was asked  to help with publicity and promotions. Geri had arranged an ongoing advertising contract with H & E magazine. This allowed the resort to seal the deal and bring in folks from a worldwide draw.Geri had reserved a block of Chalets for a reunion of fellow 2nd generation naturists. She asked them to feel free to invite a partner, as well. The reunion was planned for mid-august. Geri structured the activities with the help of Mary. Suzi and I just helped wherever a need arose. Suzi and I had no idea how much our ‘Godiva Event inspired the reunion group. They wanted us to participate in everything, even though we didn't share their legacies.Muriel loved that week more than any. She said it was like going back in time, to when she and Jim were with several dozens of ‘flower children.'In September, an aging folk group, from sixties fame, was booked for an outdoor concert. It brought out many of the original hippies, Suzi and Dave arranged with Mike, to lease his hayfield across the road from the entrance gate. There, the tents, RV and campers filled the horizon.H & E came out and ran a story on the concert. We also showed the H & E journalist our literature and some details on our successful reunion event, of the previous month. By October, Muriel had used the windfall income to pay off all liens and debts on the Resort. She scheduled a late-night meeting in the lodge, with Suzi and me, just after the mid-August ‘2nd Generation' Reunion finished.She shared her renewed vision with Suzi and me, but only part of the vision. She also noted that we hadn't left her in September, to resume our college pursuits. “That;” she said, “was a fear I could not speak of.”“Dave and Suzi, I want to offer you a business proposal. I want you two to have a part ownership of this resort, so the concept and estate can continue after I am not able to be a part of it. You worked your asses off for next to nothing, this summer. You rescued me, and gave me life, both in my business and my personal vitality. I want the two of you to enjoy the fruits of your industry.”She slid two envelopes across the kitchen table.“This is your seasonal bonus. I'm also willing to give you each 10% of the future annual profits, if you stay on, making this your residence. Each year, you each will also earn stock shares mounting to 2% of the estate.If we form a long-term partnership, the two of you could attain a combined stock in the estate, which would cap at 48%, after 12 years.Dave, you would oversee management and development of all facilities, and operations.Suzi, you would manage all staff and inventory purchasing. Hospitality is everyone's mission.I'm going to approach Geri about continuing to manage booking, publicity, and promotions.This resort was in its greatest days, when youthful people operated it. I believe; with the passions, vision, and skills of you two, we have even greater days ahead of us.”I stared at Suzi. She just stared back at me.Muriel broke the silence;“Now, I want you two to think about this, at least overnight. When you've come to a place where you want to talk further, Just come tell me.”That night I walked Suzi back to our cabin. Suzi's first words were a question;“Dave, is this the life you love? That you can be happy doing, for the rest of your life?”“Actually, after all we accomplished in these weeks, I'm very confident in saying ‘yes.'She kissed me passionately, then pulled away and said;“ I'm all in. Yes! I will be by your side, as we carry on this vision and live this wonderful, fulfilling, and exciting life!”I scooped Suzi up off the deck and carried her in to our bed. We fucked with a passion and complete surrender of our bodies to each other.The next morning we made a few calls, informing our parents of our business ventures. We then met with Muriel, to tell her of our acceptance of her business proposal. She was joyful and thankful.In February, Muriel encouraged Suzi and me to get away for a break, and to focus on each other. She knew our great influence on the Arundel revival comes from the vitality of our own chemistry. So off we went to the Mediterranean coast. We were on the French Riviera, at a nude resort, of course.When the French resort owners discovered who we are, they comped us the entire holiday package. They said our spread in H & E magazine gave the naturist resort industry a huge economic boost. They were honored to host us. They just asked us to pose for a publicity photo, so they could brag about us staying there.Who knew! Suzi and I are nudist celebrities, worldwide!We asked them to come visit us next year, at Arundel.A Naturist Photographer.The off-season also allowed us to do a lot more work on the resort. To save on taxes from our windfall, Muriel reinvested capital, back into the property. We ordered the building materials for what will become the largest building on the resort. We're putting up a building over the 2nd swimming pool which is back in the Chalet area commons. Mike and a couple other guys helped me with the 40 by 72 foot post-frame structure. The trusses were 25 feet above the pool deck.It allows us to become a true 4-seasons resort. Not to mention a better prepared recreational area during rainy weather. By May, Suzie and I hope to be moved into a portion at one end of the new structure. Downstairs it houses a kitchen, restrooms, showers and a fitness area. Our apartment was above the mentioned rooms. It's a 3 bedroom home, with windows overlooking the pool room.Suzi and I enrolled in online classes and carried a pretty good class load, but we switched our majors to business and tourism degrees. It allowed us to be study partners and help each other do well.Geri continued managing bookings, events, publicity, and advertising. The Summer 2020 season looks optimistic.Suzi swiveled in her chair and looked over her shoulder. "Looks like fun." She said, turning back with a cheeky grin on her face.We were sitting on the deck of our cabin waiting for our daily 'team meeting'. If it was warm enough we would be naked but today I had on shorts and a light sweatshirt, Suzi wearing dungarees and a tee-shirt. Muriel always went for a nude early morning walk, covering herself with a blanket if needs be when she sat down for coffee with us."She's such a tart!""Who, what?" Said Suzi, not really listening and barely lifting her head from her phone."Muriel, the builders have arrived to renovate the old shower complex and I can see four of them in hard hats and high-vis jackets and Muriel's just standing there in her birthday suit, naked as the day she was born, chatting away."It had been two weeks since the village fete and Suzi and Muriel's 'Lady Godiva' double act had gained not only local headlines but had even made some of the nationals. This combined with the favorable article in H & E naturist magazine and a spell of fine weather meant that we had been inundated with enquiries and bookings. It was still early in the season but some weekends were already fully booked, hence the renovation of the shower complex so that guest could come and camp if they wanted to. The shower complex like much of the camp had become very run down, Muriel and her late husband Jim not able to keep up with it.Teasing the Plumbers.On Mondays a couple of ladies from the village would come and help clean the chalets but other than that it was just the three of us, me doing mainly grounds work, minor repairs, mowing, cleaning the pools etc. and Suzi and Muriel looking after everything else. We were very busy but loving the challenge and loving the life style."She wouldn't, would she?""Wouldn't what?""Well Muriel has just walked off towards the big old barn, arm in arm with two of the builders.""I don't think she would but if she does good luck to her." Suzi said, getting up and coming and sitting beside me so she could see what was going on.Muriel was now out of sight and Suzi lost interest, going back to her phone instead. I however was on high alert, feeling protective of Muriel and maybe a bit jealous of the builders."Well if they did they didn't last long." I said fifteen minutes later as Muriel came jauntily towards us with a big smile on her face, Suzi digging me in the ribs."Morning you two, it's a fresh one this morning.""Morning Muriel, come and sit down, I'll put on some fresh coffee."I couldn't help smirking a little as I said "I see you met the builders.""Yes lovely chaps, very efficient, they say they should be finished in three days.""Well I hope you didn't distract them too much from their work." Suzi said, returning with the coffee.Muriel laughed, "Maybe just a little, you should've seen their faces when I came around the corner and stood in front of them, they know this is a nudist camp but I don't think they expected me to be so bold." She took a sip of her coffee "That's lovely, good and strong, thank you." After a moment she continued. "I know I'm used to being naked but I have to tell you that having four new pairs of eyes on me gives me such a thrill, makes me feel all tingly and alive. I have big nipples anyway but the chill weather and their stares made them harder and bigger than ever, the poor boys were mesmerized, I'm such a tart" We all laughed and agreed.My nosiness finally got the better of me "I see you went for a walk with two of them."Suzi gave me a sharp look but I knew she was as nosy as me, Muriel's face lit up with a knowing look, her eyes seemingly twinkling as she looked at the two of us. With a silly, almost bimboish voice she said, "well my pussy was so wet, I just had to take those two hunks and suck them and fuck them for all they were worth."I think a bit of both of us knew she was joking but as we sat there open mouthed I was the first to break."Did you?""No of course I didn't silly, I might be an exhibitionist tart but I'm not a complete slag, well not most of the time anyway."She knew we wanted more gossip but decided to string us along for a bit."I wanted to show them my crack." She left this hang in the air a moment as we all smiled "you know the one in the wall of the barn; not the one between my legs.""I wouldn't put that past you either, tart." Suzi said"Takes one to know one.""I know, I'm getting turned on listening to you, and when I saw you standing in front of them flashing your tits and cunny, I felt I was missing out on something.""I think if you went over there naked Suzi, they'd definitely get no work done." Muriel said and we all laughed."Shall I tell you what our little walk was actually all about?"“Please do,” we both said."Well they're actually a family of builders, Bill and his three sons. The youngest is James. Only him and his dad were able to even look at my face, after a few minutes anyway. The other two ignoramuses could only stare at my tits and snatch, the whole time I was there. I was explaining to Bill that I had always wanted to convert the barn into a clubhouse and bar area, but never thought it would be viable. But what with the vava-voom you two have put into me and into this place I think we might manage it.Anyway I asked him would he have a look at the barn and come up with a price for the conversion, he said he could look at it now, and get back to me by the end of the week. James said he loved photography and taking pictures of old buildings and factories and did I mind if he came and had a look also. His two idiot brothers mocked him for this which is why I put my arms through the two of theirs and marched them to the barn, I think I might have wiggled my ass a bit as we were walking, to show them what they were missing out on."

 Dave's Journey Back To Nature: Part 4The Business Turn-around.Based on posts by Big galoot, in 6 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.The three of us found ourselves sat naked, prim and properly behind our booth.As you can imagine our booth was very popular, and you can't keep a good man or woman for that matter down. Everyone was very polite asking the same, repetitive questions. Many complimenting Suzi and Muriel."I'm bored." Said Suzi and we agreed that it was getting tedious and quite anti-climactic. "I have an idea, I'll do it first, then you have to follow.""What?" I perked up."Wait and see, I'm waiting for a dishy man to come along."She didn't have to wait long, before a well-built local lad sauntered over."That was a lovely show you put on there, ladies.""Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it. Have you ever visited our Arundel holiday resort?""No, but I've thought about it."Suzi stood up, allowing her hair to fall away from her boobs and the top of her pussy lips to be seen between her closed legs. She leant forward and opened up a leaflet, explaining it to the young lad, but he wasn't listening.After he left, we all had a good giggle and I was volunteered next. I asked Muriel to point out some locals who might be up for a good laugh."That's Jill, whose original idea this all was. Over there, with her sister. I'll call them over."They approached rather sheepishly, but were calmed by our big smiles."I hear you've had an exciting day." Jill said"And it's all down to you and your marvelous idea." I praised her.Jill blushed a bit at this and I took it as my cue, I stood up with my semi erect cock bouncing around in front of me,"Ladies, let me buy you a drink; as a thank you." As I said this I maneuvered towards them, Jill nearly jumping backwards, but her sister a much cooler customer. Staring directly at my rocket, she said, "Where do you keep your money?"I gestured reaching for my wallet, then acting like I misplaced it. My hands slapped one ass cheek, then the other. Then I shrugged in an ‘I'm so sorry' sort of way.We all burst out laughing and bade farewell to the good-natured sisters."I don't know if I can top that." Said Muriel, still laughing "and besides the festival is closing shortly. Thank you both so much for one of the nicest, most fun, and exciting days I've ever had. I love you both." We all welled up and came in for a big hug, a family hug. The  bookings rocketed and the Arundel Resort went from strength to strength, generating more great opportunities.First, the local and regional press covered all the event. A Few Fleet Street London papers reposted the frackus. One rather cheeky tabloid did a feature report, a few days later, carrying a background history of the ‘Hippy Free-Love Resort.'Then, the targeted audience, those who are serious about nudism; all read our feature article about the resort.It was focused on Naturism for a new generation. Within weeks our resort was booked full, well into late September.Muriel hired Geri, who is Mary's lover, and just happens to be the daughter of Jim & Muriel's old friends and patrons, since the 80s. Geri was asked  to help with publicity and promotions. Geri had arranged an ongoing advertising contract with H & E magazine. This allowed the resort to seal the deal and bring in folks from a worldwide draw.Geri had reserved a block of Chalets for a reunion of fellow 2nd generation naturists. She asked them to feel free to invite a partner, as well. The reunion was planned for mid-august. Geri structured the activities with the help of Mary. Suzi and I just helped wherever a need arose. Suzi and I had no idea how much our ‘Godiva Event inspired the reunion group. They wanted us to participate in everything, even though we didn't share their legacies.Muriel loved that week more than any. She said it was like going back in time, to when she and Jim were with several dozens of ‘flower children.'In September, an aging folk group, from sixties fame, was booked for an outdoor concert. It brought out many of the original hippies, Suzi and Dave arranged with Mike, to lease his hayfield across the road from the entrance gate. There, the tents, RV and campers filled the horizon.H & E came out and ran a story on the concert. We also showed the H & E journalist our literature and some details on our successful reunion event, of the previous month. By October, Muriel had used the windfall income to pay off all liens and debts on the Resort. She scheduled a late-night meeting in the lodge, with Suzi and me, just after the mid-August ‘2nd Generation' Reunion finished.She shared her renewed vision with Suzi and me, but only part of the vision. She also noted that we hadn't left her in September, to resume our college pursuits. “That;” she said, “was a fear I could not speak of.”“Dave and Suzi, I want to offer you a business proposal. I want you two to have a part ownership of this resort, so the concept and estate can continue after I am not able to be a part of it. You worked your asses off for next to nothing, this summer. You rescued me, and gave me life, both in my business and my personal vitality. I want the two of you to enjoy the fruits of your industry.”She slid two envelopes across the kitchen table.“This is your seasonal bonus. I'm also willing to give you each 10% of the future annual profits, if you stay on, making this your residence. Each year, you each will also earn stock shares mounting to 2% of the estate.If we form a long-term partnership, the two of you could attain a combined stock in the estate, which would cap at 48%, after 12 years.Dave, you would oversee management and development of all facilities, and operations.Suzi, you would manage all staff and inventory purchasing. Hospitality is everyone's mission.I'm going to approach Geri about continuing to manage booking, publicity, and promotions.This resort was in its greatest days, when youthful people operated it. I believe; with the passions, vision, and skills of you two, we have even greater days ahead of us.”I stared at Suzi. She just stared back at me.Muriel broke the silence;“Now, I want you two to think about this, at least overnight. When you've come to a place where you want to talk further, Just come tell me.”That night I walked Suzi back to our cabin. Suzi's first words were a question;“Dave, is this the life you love? That you can be happy doing, for the rest of your life?”“Actually, after all we accomplished in these weeks, I'm very confident in saying ‘yes.'She kissed me passionately, then pulled away and said;“ I'm all in. Yes! I will be by your side, as we carry on this vision and live this wonderful, fulfilling, and exciting life!”I scooped Suzi up off the deck and carried her in to our bed. We fucked with a passion and complete surrender of our bodies to each other.The next morning we made a few calls, informing our parents of our business ventures. We then met with Muriel, to tell her of our acceptance of her business proposal. She was joyful and thankful.In February, Muriel encouraged Suzi and me to get away for a break, and to focus on each other. She knew our great influence on the Arundel revival comes from the vitality of our own chemistry. So off we went to the Mediterranean coast. We were on the French Riviera, at a nude resort, of course.When the French resort owners discovered who we are, they comped us the entire holiday package. They said our spread in H & E magazine gave the naturist resort industry a huge economic boost. They were honored to host us. They just asked us to pose for a publicity photo, so they could brag about us staying there.Who knew! Suzi and I are nudist celebrities, worldwide!We asked them to come visit us next year, at Arundel.A Naturist Photographer.The off-season also allowed us to do a lot more work on the resort. To save on taxes from our windfall, Muriel reinvested capital, back into the property. We ordered the building materials for what will become the largest building on the resort. We're putting up a building over the 2nd swimming pool which is back in the Chalet area commons. Mike and a couple other guys helped me with the 40 by 72 foot post-frame structure. The trusses were 25 feet above the pool deck.It allows us to become a true 4-seasons resort. Not to mention a better prepared recreational area during rainy weather. By May, Suzie and I hope to be moved into a portion at one end of the new structure. Downstairs it houses a kitchen, restrooms, showers and a fitness area. Our apartment was above the mentioned rooms. It's a 3 bedroom home, with windows overlooking the pool room.Suzi and I enrolled in online classes and carried a pretty good class load, but we switched our majors to business and tourism degrees. It allowed us to be study partners and help each other do well.Geri continued managing bookings, events, publicity, and advertising. The Summer 2020 season looks optimistic.Suzi swiveled in her chair and looked over her shoulder. "Looks like fun." She said, turning back with a cheeky grin on her face.We were sitting on the deck of our cabin waiting for our daily 'team meeting'. If it was warm enough we would be naked but today I had on shorts and a light sweatshirt, Suzi wearing dungarees and a tee-shirt. Muriel always went for a nude early morning walk, covering herself with a blanket if needs be when she sat down for coffee with us."She's such a tart!""Who, what?" Said Suzi, not really listening and barely lifting her head from her phone."Muriel, the builders have arrived to renovate the old shower complex and I can see four of them in hard hats and high-vis jackets and Muriel's just standing there in her birthday suit, naked as the day she was born, chatting away."It had been two weeks since the village fete and Suzi and Muriel's 'Lady Godiva' double act had gained not only local headlines but had even made some of the nationals. This combined with the favorable article in H & E naturist magazine and a spell of fine weather meant that we had been inundated with enquiries and bookings. It was still early in the season but some weekends were already fully booked, hence the renovation of the shower complex so that guest could come and camp if they wanted to. The shower complex like much of the camp had become very run down, Muriel and her late husband Jim not able to keep up with it.Teasing the Plumbers.On Mondays a couple of ladies from the village would come and help clean the chalets but other than that it was just the three of us, me doing mainly grounds work, minor repairs, mowing, cleaning the pools etc. and Suzi and Muriel looking after everything else. We were very busy but loving the challenge and loving the life style."She wouldn't, would she?""Wouldn't what?""Well Muriel has just walked off towards the big old barn, arm in arm with two of the builders.""I don't think she would but if she does good luck to her." Suzi said, getting up and coming and sitting beside me so she could see what was going on.Muriel was now out of sight and Suzi lost interest, going back to her phone instead. I however was on high alert, feeling protective of Muriel and maybe a bit jealous of the builders."Well if they did they didn't last long." I said fifteen minutes later as Muriel came jauntily towards us with a big smile on her face, Suzi digging me in the ribs."Morning you two, it's a fresh one this morning.""Morning Muriel, come and sit down, I'll put on some fresh coffee."I couldn't help smirking a little as I said "I see you met the builders.""Yes lovely chaps, very efficient, they say they should be finished in three days.""Well I hope you didn't distract them too much from their work." Suzi said, returning with the coffee.Muriel laughed, "Maybe just a little, you should've seen their faces when I came around the corner and stood in front of them, they know this is a nudist camp but I don't think they expected me to be so bold." She took a sip of her coffee "That's lovely, good and strong, thank you." After a moment she continued. "I know I'm used to being naked but I have to tell you that having four new pairs of eyes on me gives me such a thrill, makes me feel all tingly and alive. I have big nipples anyway but the chill weather and their stares made them harder and bigger than ever, the poor boys were mesmerized, I'm such a tart" We all laughed and agreed.My nosiness finally got the better of me "I see you went for a walk with two of them."Suzi gave me a sharp look but I knew she was as nosy as me, Muriel's face lit up with a knowing look, her eyes seemingly twinkling as she looked at the two of us. With a silly, almost bimboish voice she said, "well my pussy was so wet, I just had to take those two hunks and suck them and fuck them for all they were worth."I think a bit of both of us knew she was joking but as we sat there open mouthed I was the first to break."Did you?""No of course I didn't silly, I might be an exhibitionist tart but I'm not a complete slag, well not most of the time anyway."She knew we wanted more gossip but decided to string us along for a bit."I wanted to show them my crack." She left this hang in the air a moment as we all smiled "you know the one in the wall of the barn; not the one between my legs.""I wouldn't put that past you either, tart." Suzi said"Takes one to know one.""I know, I'm getting turned on listening to you, and when I saw you standing in front of them flashing your tits and cunny, I felt I was missing out on something.""I think if you went over there naked Suzi, they'd definitely get no work done." Muriel said and we all laughed."Shall I tell you what our little walk was actually all about?"“Please do,” we both said."Well they're actually a family of builders, Bill and his three sons. The youngest is James. Only him and his dad were able to even look at my face, after a few minutes anyway. The other two ignoramuses could only stare at my tits and snatch, the whole time I was there. I was explaining to Bill that I had always wanted to convert the barn into a clubhouse and bar area, but never thought it would be viable. But what with the vava-voom you two have put into me and into this place I think we might manage it.Anyway I asked him would he have a look at the barn and come up with a price for the conversion, he said he could look at it now, and get back to me by the end of the week. James said he loved photography and taking pictures of old buildings and factories and did I mind if he came and had a look also. His two idiot brothers mocked him for this which is why I put my arms through the two of theirs and marched them to the barn, I think I might have wiggled my ass a bit as we were walking, to show them what they were missing out on."

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Quaranteam-Northwest: Part 3 Change of Pace, Change of Place. Based on a post by Break The Bar. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.   I'm pretty sure it was only for a moment, but it could have been a couple minutes. When I came to, I was still inside Erica, and still mostly hard. I pulled out and was quickly followed by our leaking mess spilling onto the sheets. Erica didn't move, except for heavy breathing. Then she rolled onto her side, legs coming up into a fetal position, ass pointed back at me. Her messy, cummy twat peeked at me between her legs and butt cheeks. Sitting back on my ass, I blinked a few times and tried to re-center myself until I gave up and fell backwards, breathing hard and looking up at the ceiling. "God damn, E," I said. "That was something fucking else." No response. I rolled over, dragging myself up to lay next to her. "Erica?" Her eyes were closed and she was looking comfortable, if a little cold laying over the sheets. Her lips were moving, and when I got close enough it sounded like she was whispering, "Imprinting," over and over. "That's kinda fucked up," I said quietly, looking at her otherwise still face. She sounded like a computer program reporting on a status. The only thing that kept me from freaking out was the big, contented smile on her lips. I kissed her forehead, trying not to think about quite how fucked up things were, and then I rolled off the bed and stood up. Underwear and pants went back on, and I crossed the hall to the bathroom where I got a wet, warm washcloth and a towel. I returned to the room and carefully wiped down Erica's twat and ass of our mixed fluids, then wrapped her in a towel and picked her up. I carried her down the hall to my room and managed to get her under the covers. I'll admit, I also gave her tits another soft grope, just to convince myself this was all real. God, they're awesome. Leo was out of the house, which on second thought made me realize what I'd just done. I'd fucked his sister, and we hadn't really held back at all. If he and I had been hearing the 'biz' and soft moans of Erica masturbating I can only imagine the sounds that had been coming down through the old wooden timbers of the house. "Fuck," I sighed. Hopefully he had gone out to the workshop before we'd gotten started. It was still the middle of the afternoon so I went back to packing. It was weird, sorting through everything in the house. Also fucking annoying because I didn't even have many boxes to pack with, and I couldn't exactly just run out to the liquor or hardware store to get some. It was strange; I'd lived in the house for much of my life, and I'd lived in it with Leo for the past five years, but I still found traces of my parents and grandparents I hadn't thought about in ages. It had to have been an hour or two later when Leo came back into the house. He had rings of sweat on his t-shirt and looked like he was ready to punch something. "Hey," I said. I was kneeling down in the living room, busy scooping old VHS tapes out from the back of one of the big cupboards. They hadn't seen the light of day in probably twenty years, but I also felt like it was a waste to throw them out. Leo just looked at me from the doorway, kicking off his boots. "That was fucked up," I said. "Yeah, it was," he said. "You know I wouldn't just pump and dump her," I said. Leo twisted up his face in revulsion. "Fucking of course not. Jesus, Harrison. You're not an animal." "So why the fuck would you make her hold on to a high school agreement when she and I might have been good for each other, Leo?" "She told you that?" Leo's face dropped. "Yeah. She did," I said. "She shouldn't have. Not talking about it was part of the deal, too," Leo grunted. He peeled off his sweaty shirt and threw it towards the stairs, then headed towards the back of the house. "Where is she now?" "Upstairs. That's another thing we need to talk about, but I'm not done with this." Leo was pouring himself a drink from the tap. My father had gotten a new well drilled a couple of years before I was born, and then when I hit high school we'd gotten a pump system; I still couldn't believe we'd lived on hand-pumped well water until I was fourteen. Now, with a whole filtration system set up in the back shed we - It doesn't matter. It's all going away. That realization almost shook me out of the conversation. "What's left to talk about?" Leo asked me, leaning on the doorsill from the kitchen. "Leo, I've always liked your sister. This whole thing just... forced the issue. You get that, right? She's not betraying you. I'm not betraying you." Leo didn't answer at first, buying time by taking a drink from his glass before sighing. "Yeah. I know." "So what are you pissed about?" "Dude, she's still my sister. And you're my best friend. That's not how this is supposed to go! She's supposed to meet some guy that I don't really like, but I learn to tolerate him, and we make fun of him together behind their backs and talk about how she could do so much better." "Why is that how it's supposed to go?" I asked. "I don't know, man. That's just; That's how it was with my parents and aunts and uncles. My dad was an only child, but all my mom's sisters settled for mediocre guys. My parents tolerated them, and I got to hear all the family gossip and that's just how it was." "Leo," I said. "That's kind of fucked up that you would want that for Erica." "I don't want it for her, it was just... Look, I hear how stupid and dickish it is, as it's coming out of my mouth, Okay? But now it's going to be you two. He-man and... I don't know. Who's the lady in He-man?" "Dude, I have never watched He-man," I laughed. "Well, whatever. You're you. She's her," Leo said. "By the end of this quarantine bullshit you'll be together and I'll be out." "Leo. You're thinking glass-half-empty here," I said. "Erica and I get together, what else does that mean?" "I dunno," Leo said. "What?" "What does that make us?" Leo blinked. "Brothers-in-law?" He rolled his eyes, but I could see the smirk growing. "Brothers, Leo. Even better than best friends. Better than best friend roommates!" "Fine, fine," Leo sighed. "Okay, there's an upside. Just don't expect me to just... be Okay with you two getting frisky everywhere or something. You can be happy or whatever, just not right in my face, alright?" The sound of a car pulling up outside on the newly-widened gravel driveway crackled through the house. I stood up and headed for the door. "What was the other thing?" Leo asked me. "Something about Erica being upstairs?" "Yeah, yeah," I said, slipping on my sneakers. "She's in my room right now, kinda sleeping but not? This whole Vaccine thing has more to it, dude. Let me figure out what this is first." He grunted, giving me a questioning eyebrow raise and turned back to the kitchen to refill his water. Outside I found the same blacked-out, now dust-covered, town car that had dropped off Erica. The door opened and I blinked hard as a woman I could only describe as a cross between an elf and an angel stepped out of the back seat. She had long, wavy brunette hair and a face that I could only guess had matched up with Helen of Troy, with soft, full lips and wide eyes with a playful spark. She was wearing a simple, baggy white t-shirt that looked like it belonged to a guy my size, and with her slight frame she was practically swimming in it but somehow she made it look like a diaphanous dress. I couldn't even tell if she had anything else underneath it since the t-shirt came down low on her bare thighs. "Hey there," she said, grabbing what looked like a solid camper's backpack from inside the car and walking over to me. When she got closer she only somehow got more beautiful, but I also saw... something. That look in her eye. The way her lips were slightly parted, and she was breathing a little more shallow. "You're Leo?" she asked. She had an accent, but I couldn't place it. "No. Harrison. Leo's inside," I said. She eye fucked me for a moment, took in a breath and breathed it out through pursed lips, then headed past me into the house without another word. "God damn," I said. "Yeah, she's running a little hot," Agent Sourpuss said. She'd gotten out of the driver's seat of the car and came around. "Got the shot at the same time as Miss Lacoste, but it turned out the guy she was originally going to be paired with got infected sometime in the past few days. We found him dead in his penthouse when we tried to drop her off." "Fuck," I said. And not because of the story. The woman had walked up the front steps of the porch, slung her bag onto it and had been stripping off her shirt as she walked into the house. I didn't see anything but bare back and a pair of tight booty shorts painted onto a slim, perky ass, but I was fucking jealous. "How is Miss Lacoste?" The agent asked. "Did the bonding process work?" "Um," I said, shaking my head and turning to the woman. "Uh, yeah. If you mean she didn't really tell us much but made it clear she needed sex, and now she's upstairs asleep in my bed muttering 'Imprinting' over and over." "Good, good," the Agent said. "Working as intended, then." "No," I said, shaking my head. "Not good. I said she's muttering 'imprinting' over and over. What the fuck is up with that?" "Look, Mr. Black, it's a long fucking story. And one you're not cleared for," the Agent said. "I'm sure one day you'll read a book about it or something. For now, just get out of my face. Alright?" "You can't seriously expect people to just go along with this. It sounds like... like,” "Brainwashing?" The Agent asked. Then snorted and started heading back to her car. "I don't have time to hold your hand through this. Like I said, just do what they say and enjoy your new fucking world. We'll be in touch." She slammed the door, the engine turned over, and she peeled out and drove back down the driveway. "What the fuck," I said. "What the fuck? What. The fuck?" I headed back into the house and stopped before kicking off my shoes. "Oh, fuck yes!" the woman shouted. "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God," Leo yelled. They were upstairs. It hadn't been more than two minutes. I could hear them clearly. Fuck. Doesn't have a problem when it's not his sister, I thought, shaking my head. I went for a walk. I made dinner an hour later, and Leo managed to come downstairs to eat. He mumbled something about getting struck by lightning, but once he'd gotten some food in him he'd shrugged. "I dunno, man. She just walked up to me, holding her shirt, and said, 'Take me up to your room and fuck me.' I didn't even get her name. Now she's doing that 'imprinting' thing and it's freaking me out a bit." "Yeah," I nodded. "Yeah. Erica was doing that too. That lady agent dropped off your girl, didn't want to talk about it, and just said we should do what the ladies tell us." "Hey, that's all fine with me," Leo said. "She can tell me anything she wants. I mean... Harrison. God damn!" We called it an early night and I found myself climbing into bed next to Erica. She was still out of it, but at least she wasn't murmuring anymore. It felt weird, and kind of creepy, to try snuggling up next to her. She was still naked under my sheets, and totally out of it. I ended up putting on an undershirt and gym shorts and managed not to feel like a perv for long enough to fall asleep. The rumble of trucks woke me up, and I met Leo at the stairs as we headed down. He went to start making coffee while I checked outside. Two big trucks were hauling in a pair of trailers onto what had once been my front lawn and workers in bright fluorescent vests were directing them as others set up some concrete blocks. The trailers looked like they were the start of whatever construction HQ was going to get set up. "So it begins," I sighed. We brought out the coffee; it was an entirely different crew of guys, but they didn't have any new information for us. They appreciated the coffee, but when I went in to make more I realized we were running out quickly. Hopefully one of those trailers was going to be a break room for those guys because they were going to drink my wallet dry if it was on me to feed their caffeine addictions. The trailers were quickly set up, and the workers were gone, but a 14-seater van arrived so quickly that I figured they must have passed each other on the driveway. Inside were a solid dozen Surveyors, along with boxes of topographical maps and all sorts of equipment. I couldn't offer them coffee, but they'd come with their own travel mugs. They weren't much for conversation, though they weren't bad men and women; they just had a very large job to do. "We've done what we can ahead of time with the satellite imaging," the Head Surveyor said to me. "But we've got to plan out the development of this entire area in the most efficient building plan possible. They want houses built and livable ASAP." And that was where I came in. That promise I'd made to Agents Grierson and Walters had included my help with the surveying. Now it was time to give the grand tour. "I'll head out with them this morning," I told Leo. "I'll start with the front loop trails down to the highway and back. You want to show them the Arrowhead trail after lunch, and I'll take them up the ridge after that?" "Yeah, works for me," Leo said. "I'll go check on Erica." "Um... maybe I should do that," I said. "Why? Is something wrong?" Leo asked. "No, dude... she's just, uh..." I stammered. Leo's eyes went wide and he clapped his hand over his ears. "Nana nana" he sang, heading back out of the house towards the barn. I checked in on Erica; still asleep. I hesitated a moment, leaning over her in the bed, but went for it and pressed my lips to her forehead in a soft kiss. She mumbled something, pulling the sheets closer to her, and she smiled. It almost kicked my adrenaline, and I could hear my heart in my ears as I walked back down the hallway. When I passed Leo's room I realized that his door was cracked open, and I could see a shapely and naked leg and foot sticking out from his own sheets. I was tempted to peek further, but that feeling of creepiness from last night struck me again and I closed the door instead. I was kicking myself an hour later, deep into the trails with a half dozen surveyors following along and taking notes as I pointed things out and they asked me questions. It was the slowest I think I'd ever walked the trails, and the question kept flaring up in the back of my mind of what I'd missed out on seeing. Leo's girl was living in my head rent-free right alongside Erica, but now I knew what Erica was like; the mystery of what I hadn't seen was tantalizing fodder for a brain that didn't want to think about the overwhelming weirdness of the whole situation. We were back to the house around 1pm, and by the time we'd been gone a third trailer had been set up and there were two more of those big passenger vans, along with a couple of pickups, lined up in a makeshift parking lot. I didn't notice any of it, or the people working, and I didn't even answer the last question one of the surveyors was asking me because I was jogging for the house. Erica was standing there on the porch in low hip-hugging jeans and a tight band t-shirt under one of my unbuttoned flannel shirts. She had a beer in each hand, one opened and half empty, the other cold and sealed. I could see the emotions play across her face for a moment as I walked up quickly, and she opened her mouth to say something but I didn't want to hear a smart remark or a question. I wrapped my arms around her and I kissed her. She kissed me back, her arms crossing behind my neck as she pulled me deeper to her. Her tongue and mine met and teased for a long moment, and I reveled in the feeling of her in my arms. Her chest crushed against me, soft and firm, and her belt buckle pressed into my crotch as she melded herself to me. A whistle, sharp and catcalling, sounded from somewhere behind me and I could feel Erica shift both beer bottles to one hand. I had no doubt she was flashing them the finger with her free hand, and the laughter from the construction workers confirmed it. Eventually we had to stop, and I held her by the waist as our faces pulled away. "Well, I guess that answers most of my questions," Erica smirked at me. "I've got a few of my own, but you're not slapping me so that answers most of mine," I said. She pursed her lips and brought her beer hand down between us. "Leo said you've had a long morning. Up for a nooner?" "God yes," I said. "But I've always had a different definition of 'nooner.'" "What, you think I mean the beer?" Erica asked. "No, baby. I want you to,” "Ahem," a voice interrupted, and I turned to see who had approached us. "Sorry to interrupt." The girl, and I couldn't call her more than that because she looked like she couldn't have been more than twenty-three despite the tattoo across her neck, was wearing a rough sweater and one of those orange construction vests, along with a dinged-up blue hardhat with about dozen peeling stickers on it and her jeans tucked into her steel-toed work boots. She had some vaguely Latina features, mostly in the lips, but was pale where she wasn't tattooed. Erica's arm immediately went around my waist, and I lowered mine to hers as we held each other. "No problem," Erica said. "What can we do for you?" "I'm Vanessa," the girl said. "Are you Harrison Black?" "Yeah, you found me," I nodded. "Alright, cool," she said, looking me up and down. Erica's hand at my waist scratched my side playfully, and I lowered my own from her hip down to her ass, slipping my fingers into the back pocket of her jeans and cupping it firmly. "Well," Vanessa continued, "I'm the Foreman for the general laborers on site right now, and we've already gotten a laundry list of our daily jobs done so I need to start getting my guys into the house." "I'm sorry?" I asked. Vanessa sighed and then smiled in a knowing sort of way. "No one's talked to you about the day or week plans, have they?" "Not really," I said. "I've been out with the surveyors all morning." "Yeah, that sounds about right for this clusterfuck," Vanessa shook her head. "Well, orders are that everything that's currently in this house, and that barn, and anything else on the property that needs to, is hitting those sea cans in the backyard by sundown tomorrow. Demo on this place hits bright and early the next morning and everything not packed up is getting carted the fuck off." Vanessa, it turned out, was a straight shooter. It just took me a second to wrap my head around everything. Erica took charge while I followed along. I'd figured I had weeks, maybe months, before demolition. This wasn't the hurry-up and wait I'd been expecting. This was all hurry, all the time. Leo went out with the surveyors, and I started answering a million questions for Vanessa while she directed five big, burly guys as they began unloading my house into boxes, and hauling those boxes out to a pair of storage containers that had been brought in on trucks and plopped down near the back of the wide clearing that had been the 'backyard' for generations. Erica, I realized, was helping manage me more than anything else. Keeping me on task, keeping me focused. She helped me reminisce quickly a couple of times, helped me make decisions about what actually needed storing and what could get thrown out. I was getting a brand new house, fully furnished, courtesy of my contract. Did I really need the shitty TV stand or the ratty couch sitting on the back porch? No. Did I want to keep my grandmother's freestanding jam cupboard? I couldn't picture it anywhere else other than where it was in the house, I'd never even seen a piece of furniture like it in another house before. But it was an heirloom piece. Was I supposed to keep that? Yes, Erica helped me. Yes, keep the heirlooms, even if they seem odd or silly. Just know what's an actual heirloom and what's not. "You're doing well," she told me, stopping me at the foot of the stairs. "You're a good boss," I smiled, reaching my free hand around to hug her to me. I was carrying a pair of bedside lamps in the other. She frowned and shook her head. "I'm not your boss. And I don't want you to think I'm being bossy, and I definitely don't want you to start thinking of me as some nagging mother figure." I laughed and shook my head. "Never. E, you're just a natural manager. Of people, or situations. I needed a minute, not an hour, and you helped me get on track way faster than I would have without you. Plus," I grinned, and let my hand slide up from around her waist to softly take her tit in my hand and squeeze playfully, "Ain't nothing of a 'nagging mother' about you." She smirked and bit her lip as I squeezed her braless tit a little more firmly. "Well, good," she said, and rubbed the front of my pants. "And thanks for the very weird compliment from my b,” She stopped short, eyes going a little wide. I chuckled and leaned down to kiss her cheek, then her lips. "You can say it. I'd be happy to." "I've never said that so fast before. It hasn't even been a day," she said. "Not officially," I countered. "But we've also been living together for a couple of months. And before that we went on casual group dates. We just didn't know it at the time." She rolled her eyes but her grin was everything to me. "Well, if you put it that way..." I kissed her again. "God, I want to fuck you," I said. "Yes, please," she hummed back. We separated. I watched her walking away, the way her ass moved. The way my shirt hung on her. An hour or so later we'd gotten a lot of the preliminary stuff cleared up, and after a quick conference with Vanessa, we decided that the big guys on her team were probably going to be most useful getting all of Leo's woodworking equipment safely moved out to the storage containers from the barn. I'd helped Leo move all of those heavier tools into the barn over the past five years and each one was a son of a bitch, and we didn't have any forklifts to make it easier. The guys hadn't been out of the house for more than fifteen minutes when I was busy taking old pictures off the walls of the living room while Erica was getting to the ones in the front hall. "Hmm, morning," a warm, honeyed voice said from Erica's direction. "Uh.... hi," Erica said, her tone of voice a little shocked but with a weird cadence. I turned to see who was in the house and nearly dropped a glass picture frame holding a collage of photos my mother had put together of my sister and me. The elf/angel girl, Leo's imprint-person, was wandering into the living room and looking around curiously. She was as beautiful as the first time I'd seen her, and I figured she must have taken a minute to touch up her makeup. She had beautiful, pale porcelain skin, and her wavy chestnut brown hair still had a bit of a messy 'just got fucked' look. She also happened to be completely naked except for a pair of sheer panties that left it very obvious she was shaved to the wood down below. Her tits were so perfect and perky, big enough on her thin frame to look almost fake but somehow still natural; either the best boob job ever or the perfect genetic lottery. Her areolas and stubby nipples, puffed and firm in the cool spring air even in the house, were the same soft shade of pink as her lips. "Hey there," she said, giving me a little smile and a wave. "I think I almost fucked you yesterday, yeah?" I coughed. "Um, no. Definitely not that close." "Hmm," she smiled, looking around the chaos of the house. "Well, maybe not, but I definitely remember wanting to jump your bones. Where can I get some water?" "Through there," I pointed her towards the kitchen. "Hey, we didn't actually meet. I'm Harrison, Leo's roommate." "Oh, right," the woman said, then stepped forward and pulled me into a hug. A naked-lady hug. While I was looking over her shoulder at Erica, who was staring from the hallway door with an expression between utter confusion and the kind of stare I could only imagine a 13-year-old boy would have when looking at this same sight. I made a 'what am I supposed to do?' face at Erica, and slowly hugged the naked woman back with one arm, trying not to think about those perfect tits pressing into my side and chest. "I'm Danielle," the woman said. I was struck again by that strange accent that I couldn't place, elongating some of the vowels and with just a touch of different intonation. "I got told all about you and Leo by that government lady on the way here. I guess I didn't realize you wouldn't have gotten the full story." "Yeah, no. She isn't really one of our biggest fans," I said. Danielle stepped back from the hug, with a warm smile. "This is Erica, Leo's twin sister and my, ah" "Girlfriend," Erica said, stepping forward. She opened her arms and Danielle happily stepped in for a hug with Erica as well. Erica looked at me over Danielle's shoulder and mouthed, 'Oh my God!' "And vaccine partner." "Oh, god," Danielle said, leaning away. "Fuck, I wasn't even thinking about that. Are we supposed to still be careful? We're all vaccinated, right?" "Very vaccinated," Erica said, then looked at me again and smirked. "Very, very vaccinated." "You too, huh?" Danielle asked. "Those orgasms,” "Out of this fucking world," Erica nodded. "Let me get you that water," I said. I left the two in the living room and went to the kitchen, taking a moment to adjust my cock in my pants before fetching a cup. Erica was attractive as all hell, and while I might not have been in love with her yet, I knew I was going to get there and fast. The physical and the personality just synced with us like that. But this girl. Woof. She was that unattainable attractive tier that you saw in movies, or on Instagram. When I was coming back, Danielle was slipping on my flannel shirt. "I'm really fine with it," she was saying. "I like being naked, and I'm a stripper so I'm used to it. Honestly, it kind of turns me on." "Yeah, well there's about twenty construction workers outside right now and I don't think anything is going to get done if they catch a look at you, Dani," Erica said. Danielle laughed and shrugged while she brought the sides of the flannel shirt up and tied them between her tits. I don't think my shirt had ever looked better, and somehow she just effortlessly made it a perfect, teasing shape that hugged her cleavage and slim torso. "You're a stripper?" I asked, offering her the water. "I thought most women in that business preferred 'dancer' or something like that "Hmm, only the ones who are embarrassed about it deep down," Danielle said. She took a sip from her glass. "But I made $300k American last year as a stripper, so why should I care what other people think of me? I'm a businesswoman and entrepreneur, and I work hard to make sure my product is amazing. And my product happens to be stripping off my clothes and making guys cream their pants." I almost choked on my own spit as Danielle casually dropped her tax bracket. "You made that much?" "Oh, you must not be a strip club boy, are you?" Danielle smiled at me. "He will be," Erica said, chuckling. "I will?" "Oh yeah, baby," Erica said. "Half of my best clients are strippers. I'm a tattoo artist, by the way," she said to Danielle, then smirked at me again. "Once the world opens back up, I know some babes who are going to rock your world. I can't wait to see the look on your face!" "Well, it's always nice to find a discerning lady-fan of the art," Danielle said. "Honestly, women always make the best fans. Guys shell out more cash, but women just appreciate us more." The front door of the house opened and Vanessa walked in, stopping as she saw Danielle standing between Erica and me in nothing but my shirt and her panties. "Fuck, sorry," she said, and she looked like she was going to head right back out the door, then re-thought that and stayed where she was. "Um, Harrison, we could use your help out in the barn. Any shot we can get that old tractor running to move the planer?" "We can try," I said. "I didn't need it to plough the past couple of winters since the ATVs did the trick. I'll see if it'll turn over." I left Danielle in Erica's hands; something which both brought chub-inducing pictures to mind, but also just a touch of jealousy considering the open lust my now-girlfriend was showing for her twin's vaccine-fuck-friend. We really need to figure out some terms and definitions, I sighed. The tractor, in fact, did not turn over. It was deader than a doornail. With enough leverage and muscle power, we managed to get Leo's big planer; which he had thankfully already prepped for moving; onto a trailer we used with the ATVs and carefully towed the sucker with two guys on either side to keep it balanced and upright. Vanessa shooed me away after that, telling me to go keep packing up the valuables and let her paid gorillas do the heavy lifting. The big laborers all grumbled good-naturedly at her name-calling, and as I was leaving them I heard one trying, "Me Tarzan, you Jane." "Yeah, and I'll Jane you right in the mouth if you start trying to hit on me, Tarzan," she replied. "I don't shit where I eat, unlike you goddamned animals." Back in the house, Erica was helping Danielle start packing Leo's things up in his bedroom, so I went back to work cleaning out all the corners of the house. The one thing I realized was that I didn't actually need to be neat about anything. The last time I'd moved, when Leo and I had left our place back in Portland and come up to the homestead, half of the bother was cleaning everything up to make sure we got our security deposits back. This place was gonna get knocked over in two days, so what was the point of cleaning? I'd been trying to find time to sneak Erica to somewhere private, and maybe to fool around a bit now that that was part of our relationship, but Danielle was too full of questions. If she wasn't chatting with Erica, she was asking me all sorts of questions about the house, my family, and the deal with the land and the vaccine. I was happy to chat with her as we packed up the kitchen, or while she helped me as I handed her things out from the little root cellar under the house, but that smile and those eyes were hard not to get distracted by. Not to mention the braless cleavage in my shirt and her toned, bare midriff and legs since she only bothered to slip on a pair of booty shorts to complete her outfit. It turned out that Danielle had known about the vaccine longer than any of us by about a day and a half. The Government, whichever agency was running the whole thing, had gotten her contact information from a couple of the strip clubs in Portland where she'd been scheduled to work before the lockdown. Danielle was the kind of girl who took risks, so she immediately signed up to be a Phase 2 tester for the vaccine; Portland was one of three secondary trial locations across the country in 'Phase 2.' She'd asked around once she got tested and entered the Quarantine Hotel, and it turned out most of the women who'd been contacted had been sex workers of one sort or another; strippers, dancers, Only Fans models, high-end call girls, even a few honest to god porn stars. Danielle figured whoever was in charge had decided the sexual nature of the vaccine lent itself more easily to openly sexual people. It seemed... Well, it seemed weirdly logical to me, but also shady as hell. She'd received the same briefing Erica had, which she said had felt more like a meeting selling timeshares in Boca than anything else, had done the questionnaire and then picked a guy out of a list of twenty photos of her top 'matches'. She remembered seeing Leo on that first list but didn't remember why she picked the guy she did. They drove her to a big building in downtown Portland, but she never got out of the car. Her escorts came back about twenty minutes later and told her the guy wasn't a valid partner anymore, and she had to pick again. She got a new list, and Leo was on it. "I can't help but notice you aren't asking about him," I said to her as we were carrying the dining room table across the backyard towards the storage containers, each of us on an end. "You've gotten half my life story at this point. You're not curious about the guy you're, well, imprinted on?" Danielle smiled and shook her head. "Naw, I had my guy pegged the minute I saw him. I have all the time in the world to learn the details, I know what I need to know. He's sweet and boyish, and honest. You should have seen him blush when I walked up and kissed him. Hah! He didn't know what hit him." "Neither would I," I said. "You're quite the woman, Danielle. Leo's a lucky guy." "Well thanks, hun. But I have a feeling you'd know just what to do with me. I could see it in the way you were standing when I got out of that car yesterday." "The way I stand?" I asked. "Oh, for sure. You're a big guy. Muscly, but not a bodybuilder. You have that mountain-man vibe with the longer hair and the beard, but even after a couple of months of quarantine you still keep it trimmed and neat. And your eyes were looking at everything all at once. My Dad had eyes like yours, and he was Australian military back home. A man like you, if he isn't a prick, well... let's just say I've known a couple of gals with guys like you, and they are quite happy." We'd set the table down outside the storage containers and were headed back for the chairs now. "Well, thanks I guess. Hopefully Erica feels the same." "Oh, she does," Danielle smirked. "She may not realize it completely yet, but the way she's grinning to herself when she didn't think I was looking? She does." That little nugget of information made my heart sing. "Sorry if it's a button, but I noticed you said your Dad had eyes like mine. He's gone now?" I asked. "Hmm," Danielle nodded. "Years ago, so don't worry about it. Cancer. I was fifteen and it hit me hard. Mum got a boyfriend the next summer and within six months of that she moved us to California and I finished high school in the Valley. I hated the new guy, and then the guy after that, so I moved back to Sydney as soon as I could and was planning to go to school there. But then I took a job at a strip club to pay the bills, and the rest is history. I've been doing it for five years and did a tour up the east coast of the US last year, so I figured I'd do the west coast this year." "Oh, well, I'm still sorry to hear that. It all sounds tough," I said. "But I guess it's good you found your... calling?" "Hah," she laughed. "Something like that. I'm not like other girls who have specific ambitions. I've just been banking as much money as I can, while I can, and having fun doing it. I'm not looking to go to med school, or become a lawyer or something." We were carrying the last of the chairs, and Danielle was telling me a story about her senior year in high school when Leo came back. It turned out Danielle's accent, a bastard amalgamation of Aussie twang and Valley girl, was the one thing she disliked about herself but she was just plain terrible at trying to fix it and it was because of some traumatic bullying while she'd lived in the Valley. As soon as Leo came out of the mouth of one of the trails, the chair Danielle was carrying was forgotten as she dropped it in the middle of the yard and began sauntering over towards Leo and the surveyors. She looked like a lioness on the prowl, and Leo stopped when he saw her coming. The surveyors, about two-thirds of whom were men, all moved aside to let her past them, watching with big eyes as she stalked up, knocked Leo's baseball cap off his head and molded herself to him as she planted a kiss on him that I could feel searing from across the yard. And she didn't stop. They were kissing a solid thirty seconds, hands wrapped around each other, before the surveyors backed away and came towards me, shaking their heads and grinning. "We need fifteen minutes, then are you ready to head out again?" one of them asked as they got near me. "Sure, sure," I said. "How many are coming out?" "All of us," one of the ladies said. "About... fifteen?" "Jesus Christ," I said, shaking my head. "Hey, big project at speed. Most of the time you pick quality, quantity, or speed. The government wants all three, and they are throwing around the kind of money needed to make it happen right now," the first guy said. "We'll be working like crazy for the next two weeks getting all the info, then another two handing it all off to the developer team, then back on site again to make sure everything is being built in the right place." I headed back to the house to get my hiking gear back on. Danielle and Leo had stopped making out and were talking now, but I could see Leo was holding Danielle's hand while she had her other on his chest, and he was grinning and nodding along with whatever she was saying. I smiled, happy for my friend, and went inside. "Hey," I said when I found Erica upstairs, cleaning out my closets. "I need to head out in about ten minutes on another tour." "Oh yeah?" Erica asked, turning to face me. She was still wearing that tight t-shirt, her sweat from hard work making it stick to her a little more. It cupped under her tits, making them stand out just that touch more, and I could see the bumps of her nipples in the black fabric. "Yeah," I said lowly, and stepped beside her, offering her a hand to help her up. "And Danielle and Leo are out in the backyard talking right now." Erica's eyes lit up as she let me help her up. "Well why didn't you say so?" she asked, and I pulled her in to kiss her, feeling her tits press against my chest. She hummed happily into my lips and slid her tongue across mine. I picked her up without breaking the kiss and brought her over to the bed, and she lifted her legs up to circle my waist and cling to me as I laid her on her back. I was leaning over her and she wrapped her arms around my neck, keeping me close as we made out. "Hmm, I want you," she whispered between kisses. "Yeah?" I asked. "Good. I want you, too." "How bad do you want me?" Erica asked me. "Utterly. Totally. Bad to the bone." She snickered and pulled up her top over her tits, freeing them, and I shifted to quickly mouth over them, kissing as much of them as I could all at once and as quickly as I could. "Ooh, baby, baby," Erica crooned. "God, you make me feel so sexy." "You are sexy," I said, pulling away from her tits and mauling them with my hands as I lifted my lips back to her. "Deadly sexy. Femme fatale. Boss bitch." "You say the nicest things," she laughed. "I'm glad you aren't freaked out by all of this." "Oh, I'm freaked out more than enough," I said to her, pausing our kisses to press my forehead to hers and looking down, meeting her eyes. "The entire world stopped, and now it's going faster than it ever has before, but you Erica Lacoste are enough to make me not care about any of it." She cupped my cheeks with her hands, then ran her fingers through my beard and pulled me down to her, kissing me hard as she kept her eyes open, looking at me through the soulful, hungry kiss. There was a bang downstairs, the back door opening and closing, and we could just hear the muffled sounds of Leo talking with Danielle. "Fuck," I said, as Erica let go of my beard and our kiss ended. "Fuck," Erica groaned. "Fucking Leo." Erica straightened herself out, getting her shirt back on properly and standing back up, while I straightened my hair a moment and pulled it back and then changed into a new shirt. I caught Erica eyeing me up from across the room while I was shirtless, and she didn't even blush or look away. "Yummy," she said and winked. "You're trouble like this," I said with a smirk. "You don't know the half of it," Erica said. "I feel like I've been set free. The only thing keeping me from tearing your pants off is the thought of my brother being in the next room." That made me laugh, and as I got myself together and was ready to head out I kissed her one more time, one hand squeezing her ass and pulling her into me as I held the back of her head with the other. "Ugh, you bastard," she said when we separated. "You keep getting better at kissing me." "Just taking your cues," I said. "Fuck you like I hate you, right?" "Did I say that?" Erica thought. "God, everything yesterday went so fast." "Actually, I think you said you wanted someone to love you, but who fucks you like they don't. I figured that went for steamy kisses, too." "Oh, it certainly does," Erica said, one finger tracing down her boob and nipple over her shirt. "But now I'm going to need to change panties, you bastard. God, you're leaving me here soaking wet." "I prefer to think of you as simmering for later," I smirked, and she scoffed and threw a sock at me as I left the room. The tour with the Surveyors was slow going, but it was late in spring and we had plenty of light left to us. Leo had taken them along a bunch of the lowlands areas, so I took them up the other side of the property, pointing out some of the ponds and a couple of old growth copses of trees. There was a solitary Redwood on the property which they all agreed would be a shame to lose, and I pointed out some other big, ancient trees that served as landmarks. Deep into the hike we reached the Spring Pond, high on one of the rolling hills near the back of the property, and I showed them where I wanted mine, my sisters and Leo's houses to be built. I didn't much care how they organized the lots, but the Spring Pond fed down as a stream into the Nehalem River that bordered the property, and it had sweet, pure water that had been a swimming hole for my family for generations. Other than the old House itself, this was where the Black family had made their mark. It helped convince the Surveyors when I pointed out that my family graveyard, dating back more than a hundred and fifty years, was an acre up the slope overlooking the pond. At the mention of a Native burial ground I could almost see all of them shudder, not in fear of spiritual consequences but of Red Tape. I had a feeling this particular project wouldn't actually care one shit if they came across potential burial grounds, but all of these folks had horror stories of major projects getting stalled for months, or even years, by old bones in the ground. The sun was setting over the hills when I led them back down, having reached the very far edge of the property and pointing out the markers my great-great-grandfather had erected prior to the first World War. It was twilight during the last few minutes of the hike, and despite being veterans of their work I could tell the long day of heavy walking, questions, and note-taking on the move had drained them all. As they left, trudging around the house back to their work trailers to file away their notes, I saw Vanessa just shutting off the light in the barn. "Hey, how'd it go today?" I asked. "Good. Better than I hoped, actually," she said, grinning widely. "How's it going in the house with your wife and... who was that?" "Erica's my girlfriend, and that's kinda new, and Danielle is; well, it's a long story. How's a beer sound?" I asked. "That sounds fucking great, actually," Vanessa said. She checked her watch and then nodded. "I've got some time. I'm technically off shift already, we just don't have any time clocks or anything set up yet. I sent the boys back in the van about fifteen minutes ago, I'll take my truck back to the motel when we're done." I fetche

Transitioning from from the peaceful Toronto Island back into the  urban sprawl of southern Ontario is a bit of a record scratch I'll more thoroughly experience when I eventually ride this ride, but a fast forward to a stunning Niagara Falls hotel leads to an extensive e-bike exploration of the Niagara River and Falls area. But plans always have a way of changing and this day was no different. Lake Ontario 2025 - Part 6 Toronto Island Farewell Final morning walk through the quiet island community Observations on the unique housing stock and lifestyle Discussion of waiting lists and the appeal of island living Apple tree sightings continuing the Lake Ontario apple theme Hotel with a View Check-in at a dated but perfectly positioned Niagara Falls hotel Room with an "outrageous" view directly overlooking Horseshoe Falls Plans to bring dinner back to the room due to the unbeatable vista Discussion of off-season pricing and business travel perks Vehicle Talk Introduction to the new Toyota RAV4 plugin hybrid Upcoming camping drawer system installation Comparison to previous vehicle setups Teasing of a major summer adventure Navigation Adventures Challenges finding the proper cycling route to Niagara Parkway Discovery of abandoned rail right-of-way Multiple elevation changes due to the Niagara Escarpment Eventually finding the correct riverside path Hydroelectric Discovery Learning about the Niagara Tunnel Project - 10.2 km underground tunnel Understanding how power generation works 40 meters below the river surface Observing the transformation from calm upstream waters to rushing rapids Multiple spillways and control structures Falls Experience Cycling directly along the Niagara River as it approaches the falls Walking the bike through crowded tourist areas Experiencing mist from both American and Horseshoe Falls International tourism observations Discussion of why this isn't a national/provincial park Family Matters Mid-episode phone call requiring attention to family health issues Decision to return home earlier than planned Reflection on how circumstances aligned properly for the situation Looking Ahead Announcement of a "proper" Day 6 episode Plans to complete the original intended route from mother's former home to current home Postponement of international border crossing for future adventure Statistics Miles biked 6 Number of Superman II references 3 Outrageous parking cost at the hotel 45 CAD Length in seconds of the full color cycle of the falls lighting at night 69 (nice) iPod dockable clock radios in the hotel that are so vintage as to be worth way more than the hotel probably thinks 1 Flats 0

In this episode, we chat with the legends behind Windance, the iconic board shop in Hood River, Oregon, that's been fueling wind sports for over four decades. We dive into the shop's storied past with founder Brian Carlstrom, former owner Dave Nunn, and current owner Nick Caccavo, tracing its roots from the early windsurfing days on Maui to its pivotal role in the Columbia River Gorge's vibrant scene. From gritty beginnings in a dynamite storage building to riding the waves of kiting, wing foiling, and e-foil revolutions, they share wild stories, business savvy, and their passion for keeping the wind sports community thriving amidst retail challenges and industry shifts.Episode Highlights:Brian's origin story: Learning to windsurf in France, trying to live on the beach in Maui, and kickstarting Windance in 1984 as the Gorge became a windsurfing mecca.Maui's golden era: Hanging with pioneers like Mike Waltze, Alex Aguera, and Craig Maisonville while crafting custom gear in windsurfing's heyday.Dave's revival: Taking the helm in 2007, introducing kiting during its wild early days, and boosting online sales while bringing back swap meets and consignment gearFoiling's rise: Embracing wing foiling's accessibility with early F-One wings and watching female participation jump from 5% to 40%Nick's vision: Overhauling tech for e-commerce, navigating COVID booms and AI disruptions, and expanding into para wings, downwind SUPs, and versatile e-foils like Foil DriveCommunity vibes: Tales of chaotic swap meets, staff field trips to factories, and connecting inland lake riders to the Gorge's wind sports cultureWhat's next: Teasing quick-connect foils, foil assist tech, and staying ahead of trends to inspire the next wave of wind sports enthusiastsWebsite: https://www.windance.comInstagram: @windanceboardshop

 L'addiction est une errance ou un passage obligé, une fuite ou une initiation. Et si nos dépendances étaient des signaux, des boussoles mal réglées. Peut-on se perdre dans la quête de sens ? Et quand la recherche d'éveil devient-elle un piège ? Les états modifiés de conscience, les réseaux sociaux, les TCA: comment déconstruire pour se libérer ? Un épisode profond et éclairant avec Charlotte Hoefman,  parce que comprendre ne suffit pas, il faut vivre l'expérience.Rendez-vous jeudi sur toutes les plateformes de podcast, Youtube et les réseaux sociaux de Rose et de Contre-addictions.Ce podcast est soutenu par la MILDECA, Mission Interministérielle de Lutte contre les Drogues et les Conduites Addictives

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Looking for a fun way to give your brain a workout? These 22 brain-teasing riddles are just the thing to test your focus and creativity. They range from tricky wordplay to puzzles that make you think outside the box. Some might have you scratching your head for a while, but that “aha!” moment makes it worth it. Perfect for challenging yourself or stumping your friends, these riddles are a great mix of clever and fun. Dive in and see how sharp your thinking really is—can you solve them all? Animation is created by Bright Side. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Music from TheSoul Sound: ⁠https://thesoul-sound.com/⁠ Check our Bright Side podcast on Spotify and leave a positive review! ⁠https://open.spotify.com/show/0hUkPxD...⁠ Subscribe to Bright Side: ⁠https://goo.gl/rQTJZz⁠ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Our Social Media: Facebook: ⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠ / brightside  ⁠ Instagram: ⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠ / brightside.official  ⁠ TikTok: ⁠https://www.tiktok.com/@brightside.of...⁠ Stock materials (photos, footages and other): ⁠https://www.depositphotos.com⁠ ⁠https://www.shutterstock.com⁠ ⁠https://www.eastnews.ru⁠ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- For more videos and articles visit: ⁠http://www.brightside.me Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Pittsburgh Penguins Hockey At The Center Of The Sun 07/22/25In the style of what fictional Chief Of Staff to POTUS, Leo McGarry (played by the great, late John Spencer) once called “Big Block Of Cheese Day,” Jordan and Jeff have gathered up a whole slew of random Pittsburgh Penguins ‘news' items for YOU, the listener. And in the way that only your esteemed co-hosts can, these bits and pieces of chum are tossed into otherwise hockey-less Summer waters, tiding Yinz over until our next episode drops. Speaking of chum… don't sleep on the Labor Day weekend cinematic run of JAWS!Here's a rough guide for cueing up your preferred moments from today's episode:03:19 - Buttery Crispy Flake callback05:43 - Pittsburgh Penguins 2025-2026 regular season schedule discussed at length07:32 - Teasing our next couple episodes - we've got some great guests planned for you11:40 - Malone Family Foundation ran Warrior Hockey Camp this past Saturday12:55 - Anthony Mantha says his ACL tear is healing, will be ready for training camp15:02 - Ryan Graves, pylon.18:42 - How Penguins might play under HCDM, plus Mike Sullivan's legacy as it affects the same.22:40 - Hear info on Jordan and Jeff's upcoming Pittsburgh-area music gigs26:39 - Rutger McGroarty and Will Horcoff: Michigan homeys29:15 - Updates on 2025 GOAT League: Jeff as PA Announcer and postgame interviewerSpecial thanks to Espresso A Mano, Pittsburgh's finest coffee roasters and cafe, for partnering with Fly Penguins Fly podcast. Visit an Espresso A Mano location near you:https://espressoamano.com/Thank you for listening!! Follow the podcast on X/Twitter: @penspodJeff Taylor: @penspod_JT // Jordan DeFigio: @fidgenewtonLETS GO PENS.JEFF TAYLOR + JORDAN DEFIGIOFly Penguins Fly Podcast is produced by Jeff TaylorOriginal theme and outro music composed and recorded by Jeff TaylorMark Guiliana played drums, Ashley Taylor sang.Email the Fly Penguins Fly team at:penspod@gmail.comShane Taylor designed and delivered our artwork.To hire Shane for design work: shanetaylordesigns@gmail.com - tell him we sent you!This episode includes portions of the following musical selections:Kid Kodi by Blue Dot SessionsHardboil by Blue Dot SessionsIn Passage by Blue Dot Sessions

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In this empowering first half of our two-part episode, host Lisa Bilyeu welcomes Shan Boodram—a certified intimacy expert, sexologist, author, and host—to unpack the art and science of seduction for women. Shan isn't your average sexologist; she's here to debunk myths around seduction and reveal why true connection goes far deeper than any superficial tricks. Drawing inspiration from Robert Greene's The Art of Seduction and her own clinical research, Shan shares the nine proven ways women can be highly seductive—and why each one works. As Lisa and Shan dive in, they reveal everything from the power of first impressions and the psychology behind the “siren,” to the overlooked potency of genuine interest and playing to your personal strengths. They also shine a light on the darker side of seduction—manipulation—and share actionable tips on building authentic confidence, owning your sexuality, and breaking free from societal norms. Whether you're looking to harness your inner charm or simply show up more powerfully in your relationships, this episode is your blueprint. SHOWNOTES00:00 Introduction: Meet Shan Boodram, Intimacy Expert & Sexologist01:30 First Impressions: Warmth + Competence Formula12:45 Addiction, Inconsistent Reward, and the Sunk-Cost Fallacy21:55 How Your Inner Child Energy Attracts Others30:04 The Croquette — Mystery, Teasing, and Negging32:29 Living Apart Together: Creating Mystery in Relationships FOLLOW SHAN BOODRAM:Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/shanboodram/TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@shanboodramTwitter: https://twitter.com/shanboodramWebsite: https://www.shanboodram.com/ CHECK OUT OUR SPONSORS Vital Proteins: Get 20% off by going to ⁠https://www.vitalproteins.com⁠ and entering promo code WOI at check out.  SleepMe: Visit ⁠https://sleep.me/woi⁠ to get your Chilipad and save 20% with code WOI. Try it risk-free with their 30-night sleep trial and free shipping! Shopify: Sign up for your one-dollar-per-month trial period at ⁠https://shopify.com/lisa⁠ OneSkin: Get 15% off with code LISA at ⁠https://oneskin.co ⁠ ****************************************************************** LISTEN TO WOMEN OF IMPACT AD FREE + BONUS EPISODES on APPLE PODCASTS:⁠ ⁠ ⁠apple.co/womenofimpact⁠ ****************************************************************** FOLLOW LISA: Instagram: ⁠https://www.instagram.com/lisabilyeu/⁠ Twitter: ⁠https://twitter.com/lisabilyeu⁠ YouTube: ⁠https://www.youtube.com/womenofimpact⁠ Tik Tok: ⁠https://www.tiktok.com/@lisa_bilyeu?lang=en⁠ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Today on AirTalk, the state of the US economy amid tariff threats, ICE raids, and inflation; what it means to tease your partner; how disabled people are at higher risk during natural disasters, and what your first pop culture introduction was to America. Today on AirTalk: State of the US economy? (00:15) Teasing your partner (29:13) Natural disasters put disabled people at higher risk (51:17) What was your first pop culture intro to America? (1:21:51)

The Gossip Pups recap their week and then it's time to spill the tea on...Pop Culture: Shari Lewis' Daughter Gives 'Honest' Look at Mom's Life as Iconic Lamb Chop Puppeteer, Inside the exclusive members-only resort where Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce celebrated Fourth of July, Kelly Clarkson's ‘hidden battles' contributed to abrupt show cancellations: ‘She's on thin ice', Hugh Grant called out for sleeping in Royal Box at Wimbledon: He doesn't ‘deserve that ticket', Demi Lovato Clears Her Instagram and Posts New Music Clip, Teasing 'Feels So Right', Justin Bieber to Release Seventh Album SWAG Pup Culture: Search for missing dog turns into intense rescue mission for lost pet and owner after man gets trapped in woods, rescuers save superman the dog from wreckage left by Texas floods and help pet reunite with family and hiker stuck in dangerous glacier crevasse saved by tony mountain chihuahuaFollow Tinkerbelle and Belle! Instagram: @TinkerbellethedogTikTok: @TinkerbelleAdogFacebook: Tinkerbelle the DogYoutube: Tinkerbelle the dogTwitter: @TinkerbelleadogHave a question for us? Email us at GossipPups@gmail.com!SHOP: Tinkerbelle the Dog & Belle's 2025 CalendarSHOP: Tinkerbelle the dog & Belle Merch

 Il aurait pu sombrer dans toutes les dépendances. Il a choisi la plus rare: celle au flow, ce moment suspendu où tout devient instinct, où la chute devient maîtrise, où l'adrénaline calme au lieu d'exciter. Photographe de luxe la semaine, champion de Wingsuit, le week-end Adrien Devillette transforme le vide intérieur en ligne de fuite, mais pas pour fuir... pour rester en vie.  Un épisode en apesanteur entre ciel et terre, où on va voir comment on remplace une redescente, par une bonne grosse chute libre.

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Bakko shares a moment with an old friend before reminding LC that he is the split the check person. Face tattoos. LC recaps his rock n roll journey. Smurf dildos. Dolly and Motley Crue. More Paul Stanley on podcasts talk. KISS in Vegas updates. Teasing the Back To The Beginning Sabbath show that just happened and more. ⁠⁠Pantheon Podcasts⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Reach out to us! Rate, review, and subscribe at Apple Podcasts: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras & Fire: Comedy / Rock Talk Show on Apple Podcasts⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Join our fanpage on Facebook: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠(2) Cobras ON Fire: Private Group | Facebook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Click like and follow on Facebook: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠(2) Cobras & Fire: Rock Podcast | Chicago IL | Facebook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Follow us on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Follow us on Threads: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@cobrasandfirepodcast • Threads, Say more⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Subscribe to our YouTube channel: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras & Fire Rock Podcast - YouTube⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Follow us on Bluesky: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras & Fire Podcast (@cobrasfirepodcast.bsky.social) — Bluesky⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Email us: Buy a shirt!:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠"Cobras and Fire Podcast" T-shirt for Sale by CobrasandFire | Redbubble | cobras and fire t-shirts - cobras fire t-shirts⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Stitcher: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras & Fire: Comedy / Rock Talk Show on Stitcher⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Spreaker: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras & Fire: Comedy / Rock Talk Show | Listen to Podcasts On Demand Free | TuneIn⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Find it all here: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras and Fire Podcast - Comedy Rock Talk Show⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Music: Southern River Band - Don't Take It To Heart Hell In The Club - Siodine Evel Frehley - Budokan Red Voodoo - Style Tom Morello - One Last Dance Danko Jones - Everyday Is Saturday Night Black Sabbath - Thrill Of It All Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Bakko shares a moment with an old friend before reminding LC that he is the split the check person. Face tattoos. LC recaps his rock n roll journey. Smurf dildos. Dolly and Motley Crue. More Paul Stanley on podcasts talk. KISS in Vegas updates. Teasing the Back To The Beginning Sabbath show that just happened and more. ⁠⁠Pantheon Podcasts⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Reach out to us! Rate, review, and subscribe at Apple Podcasts: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras & Fire: Comedy / Rock Talk Show on Apple Podcasts⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Join our fanpage on Facebook: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠(2) Cobras ON Fire: Private Group | Facebook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Click like and follow on Facebook: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠(2) Cobras & Fire: Rock Podcast | Chicago IL | Facebook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Follow us on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Follow us on Threads: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@cobrasandfirepodcast • Threads, Say more⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Subscribe to our YouTube channel: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras & Fire Rock Podcast - YouTube⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Follow us on Bluesky: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras & Fire Podcast (@cobrasfirepodcast.bsky.social) — Bluesky⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Email us: Buy a shirt!:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠"Cobras and Fire Podcast" T-shirt for Sale by CobrasandFire | Redbubble | cobras and fire t-shirts - cobras fire t-shirts⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Stitcher: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras & Fire: Comedy / Rock Talk Show on Stitcher⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Spreaker: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras & Fire: Comedy / Rock Talk Show | Listen to Podcasts On Demand Free | TuneIn⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Find it all here: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras and Fire Podcast - Comedy Rock Talk Show⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Music: Southern River Band - Don't Take It To Heart Hell In The Club - Siodine Evel Frehley - Budokan Red Voodoo - Style Tom Morello - One Last Dance Danko Jones - Everyday Is Saturday Night Black Sabbath - Thrill Of It All Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Bakko shares a moment with an old friend before reminding LC that he is the split the check person. Face tattoos. LC recaps his rock n roll journey. Smurf dildos. Dolly and Motley Crue. More Paul Stanley on podcasts talk. KISS in Vegas updates. Teasing the Back To The Beginning Sabbath show that just happened and more. ⁠Pantheon Podcasts⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Reach out to us! Rate, review, and subscribe at Apple Podcasts: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras & Fire: Comedy / Rock Talk Show on Apple Podcasts⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Join our fanpage on Facebook: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠(2) Cobras ON Fire: Private Group | Facebook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Click like and follow on Facebook: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠(2) Cobras & Fire: Rock Podcast | Chicago IL | Facebook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Follow us on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Follow us on Threads: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@cobrasandfirepodcast • Threads, Say more⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Subscribe to our YouTube channel: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras & Fire Rock Podcast - YouTube⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Follow us on Bluesky: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras & Fire Podcast (@cobrasfirepodcast.bsky.social) — Bluesky⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Email us: Buy a shirt!:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠"Cobras and Fire Podcast" T-shirt for Sale by CobrasandFire | Redbubble | cobras and fire t-shirts - cobras fire t-shirts⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Stitcher: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras & Fire: Comedy / Rock Talk Show on Stitcher⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Spreaker: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras & Fire: Comedy / Rock Talk Show | Listen to Podcasts On Demand Free | TuneIn⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Find it all here: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Cobras and Fire Podcast - Comedy Rock Talk Show⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Music: Southern River Band - Don't Take It To Heart Hell In The Club - Siodine Evel Frehley - Budokan Red Voodoo - Style Tom Morello - One Last Dance Danko Jones - Everyday Is Saturday Night Black Sabbath - Thrill Of It All Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

This week's episode walks into the ring wearing the click-bait crown. “Ambrose Rejoins The Shield” sounds huge, right? Stick around and find out whether Dean actually walks through that curtain or if Kevin just keeps trolling the entire internet wrestling community. Kevin and Sean fire off on Jon Moxley's year-long title situation, dream up five-year reigns, and ponder why AEW championships apparently come with dentist-office magazines instead of mandatory defenses. It gets spicy fast and no one is safe from the booking board. Elsewhere, Cody Rhodes signs autographs beneath a towering vodka logo while LA Knight sneaks into RAW dressed like a leather couch from 1978. There are banter detours through Edge's abandoned trademark, PCO's retirement-but-not-really match, and a surprise cameo from “diddy freak-offs.” If you think it stops at wrestling, buckle up. Cadillac Escalades losing sixty-four grand in value, billion-dollar tax bills, and the fragrant mysteries of New Delhi all crash into the conversation like an out-of-control run-in. Florida Man and Jersey Guy headlines round things off with the kind of absurdity only our show can celebrate. Ready to laugh, groan, learn a weird fact, and question your life choices in under two hours? Smash that Like, drop a comment with your hottest take, and make sure you're subscribed so you never miss another bait-and-switch title from the Kliq. Bell icon on, volume up—let's talk some trash. Ridge 10% OFF – Upgrade your wallet today! Get 10% off @Ridge with code KLIQ at https://ridge.com/KLIQ #Ridgepod Mando – Control Body Odor ANYWHERE with @shop.mando and get 20% off + free shipping with promo code KLIQ at shopmando.com #mandopod CarGurus – #1 most-visited car-shopping site. Shop from millions of cars to find your best deal at CarGurus.com Get Blitzed – Save 15% at Get-Blitzed.com by entering the code KLIQ at checkout BlueChew – Visit BlueChew.com and try your first month free when you use promo code NASH (just pay $5 shipping) 00:00 Kliq This #157 Jon Moxley overworked? 02:39 The Diddy Verdict 03:58 BBB 05:52 Alligator island 10:58 PCO 14:10 Tax breaks for lower income americans 18:47 The EDGE Trademark 20:34 BREAK RIDGE 23:32 Jon Moxley is OVEREXPOSED 24:28 t seemed off this episode 25:47 Favorite segment: "Believe-ability" 27:34 bad memory 31:58 Rhea Ripley vs Tess Blanchard 33:10 Lost the twins 35:35 Goldberg ttle change? 37:35 Bad Transition into RAW 38:53 LA Knight snuck into RAW? 41:18 BREAK MANDO 44:45 WWE's current schedule is hard? 47:30 The lack of Logic around the Run-in 52:08 Cody sponsored by a Vodka company 55:48 The King of The Ring is a “title” 56:56 Rhea Ripley eating a banana on NOC 58:57 Teasing the cash-in 01:00:42 BREAK CarGurus 01:04:39 Escalades 01:11:45 The Liver King 01:18:30 BREAK GET BLITZED 01:20:16 “Mr Everest” 01:20:44 El Grande Americana 01:21:13 BREAK BLUECHEW 01:23:15 Having your girlfriend put you over 01:23:47 ASKNASH 01:24:46 KliqThisShop.com 01:26:30 Favorite Tag Team 01:27:46 Detroit pizza 01:28:59 toughest opponent to ever get up into the jackknife powerbomb 01:29:54 Best match you've ever seen? 01:31:43 Michael Madsen 01:33:27 Dean Martin 01:34:46 Fireworks 01:38:21 CM Punk Saudi Apology 01:38:45 OUTRO

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Why does a woman who loves you have zero interest in sex? The answer will change how you approach intimacy forever. If you are a man struggling with your partner's low desire, you will learn female arousal secrets, how to build anticipation that starts hours before the bedroom. Learn why wetness doesn't mean she's ready for penetration and how using your voice during sex can transform your intimate connection. Whether you are single and dating or in a long-term relationship, this episode has game-changing insights for you. Pamela Madsen, who has worked with thousands of women to rebuild their sexuality, reveals the real reasons women shut down sexually and exactly what you can do about it. Stop guessing what she wants - start giving her what she actually needs to come alive sexually.

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 Sarah Barukh, écrivaine et activiste, transforme la douleur en combat, passant de la sidération à l'action avec des projets comme "les veilleuses" et "125 et des milliers" offrant des outils concrets pour celles qui veulent se relever. Sortir de l'emprise comme on sort d'une addiction est un défi complexe. Pourquoi revient on vers ce qui nous détruit?  Deux épisodes intenses et nécessaires, parce que survivre ne suffit pas, il faut vivre.

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12 - It's Dom from down the shore this week. Why is Ilhan Omar so ungrateful to be an American? Why is John Fetterman the voice of reason, and why are Republicans so afraid to trust him? 1205 - Tulsi Gabbard disagrees with Trump's assessment of Iran and the decision to bomb them. What is Trump's response? 1210 - Side - associated with country music 1220 - Scott Bessent speaks, and Dom listens. Some bad news regarding Dom Giordano Day. 1230 - Colonel Allen b. West is back on the motorcycle! Why did he get back on the bike? With Trump preaching a message of getting out on unending wars, how does Colonel West feel about the latest strike against Iran? What intelligence was Trump going off of when deciding on this attack? How do neighboring countries feel about Iran? What is Colonel West's side question answer? 1240 - Is Fox News and The New York Post as bad with propaganda as the legacy media? Marjorie Taylor Greene thinks so. 1250 - Your calls. 1 - Steve Feldman, Philadelphia ZOA Executive Director, joins the program to react to Israel's attack on Iran and Trump's response to Iran's threats. How is ZOA helping Jewish-Americans fight for themselves against anti-Semites? Why is it so important for the U.S. to stand with Israel? 105 - Why is Tucker Carlson taking on Trump now? Why is he opposed to this move against Iran? What does Dom think? 115 - Your calls in response to Dom disagreeing with Tucker Carlson. Dom's response to your calls. 135 - Continuing with your calls on Trump and how he is handling Israel/Iran. 150 - Teasing Mulligan's on Friday. More of your calls. 2 - Scott Presler joins us today after being in the air during our usual chat time yesterday. Why was he in California? Was Scott riding golf carts at Bedminster? How disciplined is Scott with his diet and exercise? Will he be carrying voter registration around on his hikes? What are the latest PA voting numbers? Why is Scott thankful to the PA GOP's efforts? What is Scott's plan for the next primaries, as well as the governor's race in New Jersey? 205 - Your calls. 215 - Dom's Money Melody! 225 - Teasing more Mulligan's shenanigans. 230 - Joe Lavorgna, Counselor to the Secretary, U.S. Department of the Treasury, joins the program. What is the “Blue Collar Boom”? What is giving the impression that real wages gained will happen as inflation falls? What does the Treasury's office think of the “Big Beautiful Bill”? 240 - Your calls. 250 - The Lightning Round!

2 - Scott Presler joins us today after being in the air during our usual chat time yesterday. Why was he in California? Was Scott riding golf carts at Bedminster? How disciplined is Scott with his diet and exercise? Will he be carrying voter registration around on his hikes? What are the latest PA voting numbers? Why is Scott thankful to the PA GOP's efforts? What is Scott's plan for the next primaries, as well as the governor's race in New Jersey? 205 - Your calls. 215 - Dom's Money Melody! 225 - Teasing more Mulligan's shenanigans. 230 - Joe Lavorgna, Counselor to the Secretary, U.S. Department of the Treasury, joins the program. What is the “Blue Collar Boom”? What is giving the impression that real wages gained will happen as inflation falls? What does the Treasury's office think of the “Big Beautiful Bill”? 240 - Your calls. 250 - The Lightning Round!

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12 - It's Dom from down the shore this week. You don't touch an escalator, even if it's gold! 1205 - It's been 10 years since Trump came down that escalator, what has he changed since then? Was his first message almost prophetic? Will we get involved in this Israel-Iran conflict? Why is Randi Weingarten a keynote speaker at the “No Kings” protest? 1210 - Go Birds, F Trump? Teasing the rest of the hour. 1215 - Side - associated with The Army. Roe's voice may make an appearance? 1230 - Sheriff Wayne Ivey of the Brevard County Sheriff's Office joins us today after he caught Dom's eye with his stance on what will happen to protestors if they threaten or attack his police officers. Why did he send this message to the public? With all the hype leading into this past weekend's protests, how big were they actually? Why is Wayne receiving hate mail? Where did Wayne get his “beautiful” line in his famous speech? How does Wayne know Sheriff Chitwood? Is his agency credentialed with ICE? 1250 - Your calls to wrap the hour.

12 - It's Dom from down the shore this week. You don't touch an escalator, even if it's gold! 1205 - It's been 10 years since Trump came down that escalator, what has he changed since then? Was his first message almost prophetic? Will we get involved in this Israel-Iran conflict? Why is Randi Weingarten a keynote speaker at the “No Kings” protest? 1210 - Go Birds, F Trump? Teasing the rest of the hour. 1215 - Side - associated with The Army. Roe's voice may make an appearance? 1230 - Sheriff Wayne Ivey of the Brevard County Sheriff's Office joins us today after he caught Dom's eye with his stance on what will happen to protestors if they threaten or attack his police officers. Why did he send this message to the public? With all the hype leading into this past weekend's protests, how big were they actually? Why is Wayne receiving hate mail? Where did Wayne get his “beautiful” line in his famous speech? How does Wayne know Sheriff Chitwood? Is his agency credentialed with ICE? 1250 - Your calls to wrap the hour. 1 - Kicking off hour 2 with some trash-talk from David in Somerset. The Gravy vs. Sauce debate rages on… 110 - Swarthmore College flew under our radar, until now. What kind of exemptions are they asking for from the government? 120 - Well, pizza deliveries are up and gay bar traffic is down in D.C. Your calls. 130 - Lou Belasco, Executive Director of The Wildwood Convention Center, joins the program today. How big is the Barefoot Country Musical Festival this year and who will some of the acts be? Any tickets left? What is the incoming air show supporting? What will Christmas in July look like? What is the tram-car situation looking like this summer? 140 - Is country music too redundant? 150 - Your calls. 2 - Returning to standing your ground around protestors. Are people impersonating ICE and kidnapping people? Dom honors ICE. 205 - Your calls. 215 - Dom's Money Melody! 220 - Revisiting Trump coming down the golden escalator to announce his presidency in 2015. 225 - Your calls. 235 - Cory Booker once again gives a very dramatic speech on Trump, pre-recorded this time. 240 - Your calls. 250 - The Lightning Round!

Hey, Survivor! How do you protect your peace, when narcissistic or toxic people disguise abuse as “teasing?”  In this episode, I'm revisiting the teasing narrative, after hearing from a survivor who was subjected to this behavior at a graduation party.  I'll share tips and insights on how to identify, navigate and heal, while casting off guilt, shame, and confusion.  You're worthy of respect! If you, or someone you know, have been force-fed a teasing narrative after narcissistic abuse,, this episode is for you. Know who you're dealing with.  Know who you are.

Hasbro lit up Ghostbusters Day with a tease of more Ecto Glow Ghostbusters, proving once again that when it comes to nostalgia, Hasbro ain't afraid of no fan service. Plus, AMC is tempting moviegoers with a 17-inch Galactus popcorn bucket. Because if you're lining up for Fantastic Four, that might be the only head you're getting. And NECA's Comic-Con exclusive has the Turtles ready to hang 10. But at this point, maybe it's time to just hang it up. It's The Reluctant Adult Podcast. Email TheReluctantAdultPodcast@gmail.com Save and get Free Shipping on in-stock items on Entertainment Earth TikTok @TheReluctantAdultPodcast Instagram @TheReluctantAdultPodcast Twitter @Reluctant_Pod Facebook The Reluctant Adult Podcast YouTube The Reluctant Adult Podcast Paul's Amazon Wishlist Bill's Amazon Wishlist

This week, Jordana, Aleen, and Sami are talking bird families, baby barbers, and billionaires (spoiler: Hailey Bieber). Then, they reveal their watches of the week and the products they've officially hit pan on. Finally, they break down Meghan Markle's most authentic moment to date and unpack Taylor Swift's Reputation (Taylor's Version) teaser. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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This episode should have an R rating because of the top Laura chose to wear. She didn't try it on before buying it. So, excuse the multiple flashes of side boob. Lesson learned! Laura landed a new gig. And, she needs your input and help! Will she be able to handle it? And, you won't believe what her roommate said to her and why he said it. Did she deserve it? Laura also gives up her hair extension hack. Erik has a bunch of new shows and movies you need to watch, too. Teasing, laughter, and eye-rolls a-plenty! Get ready for a fun ride. Love your podcast!Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/laura-cain-after-dark--4162487/support.

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12 - It was all fun and games on parade talk yesterday, until we found out about Liverpool. Our thoughts and prayers go out to them. 1205 - Mayor Parker is giving instant reaction to murders in the city last night and vows for immediate changes. Dom reacts. 1215 - Side - all time sitcom side character 1220 - 60 Minutes' Scott Pelley was the commencement speaker at Wake Forest's graduation and gave a bleak outlook and sounded the alarms on journalistic integrity. Why does Dom think he's full of it? 1235 - Eddie Vedder spoke out in support of his friend Bruce Springsteen against Donald Trump at a recent concert. Why are these rich guys in the tank for the Democrats? Dan pushes back against Dom, saying that a lot of music stems from unpopular politics and Eddie should speak his mind. Dom argues they shouldn't when they're that much richer than everybody else. 1250 - Your calls. Dan and Scott and Mt. Laurel get into it. 1 - NJ Assemblywoman Dawn Fantasia joins us today to discuss the newest Jersey issue: SNAP. What is the big hill that state Democrats are dying on when it comes to SNAP? What is the line between fraud and compassion? Can Democrats find that line? Are Democrats constituents holding up Democrat elected officials? When can we start seeing a crackdown on taxes in New Jersey? What is Dawn's big critique of Mikie Sherrill? Is it gravy or sauce? 120 - Teasing tomorrow. RFK has announced changes to a woman's vaccine schedule regarding the COVID vaccine. Your calls. 135 - A trans male is competing in the State Championship meeting for females. How big is the outrage? 140 - Dom and Robert from Bensalem reminisce over an old call and Robert makes a very good one this time. 150 - Who are the big candidates to replace Trump in 2028? 2 - Dom goes in on Children's Hospital of Philadelphia for their waywardness towards science and their language they use in publications. 205 - Will they find whose cocaine was in the White House? Will we ever find out about Epstein? 215 - Dom's Money Melody! 220 - What does the report on the aftermath on the Governor's Mansion tell us about the ordeal? 225 - Who are “DVEs”? 235 - Scott Presler joins us today with big personal summer news! Can we find Scott and his team down the shore this summer? What are the enrollment numbers looking like in non-shore counties? What was the total enrollment overall across the Garden State? What messaging does Scott have for anyone switching parties for primary votes? What message does Scott have for Pat Dugan? 250 - The Lightning Round!

1 - NJ Assemblywoman Dawn Fantasia joins us today to discuss the newest Jersey issue: SNAP. What is the big hill that state Democrats are dying on when it comes to SNAP? What is the line between fraud and compassion? Can Democrats find that line? Are Democrats constituents holding up Democrat elected officials? When can we start seeing a crackdown on taxes in New Jersey? What is Dawn's big critique of Mikie Sherrill? Is it gravy or sauce? 120 - Teasing tomorrow. RFK has announced changes to a woman's vaccine schedule regarding the COVID vaccine. Your calls. 135 - A trans male is competing in the State Championship meeting for females. How big is the outrage? 140 - Dom and Robert from Bensalem reminisce over an old call and Robert makes a very good one this time. 150 - Who are the big candidates to replace Trump in 2028?

Today's guest is a British sensation whose sound defies convention and whose rise has been anything but ordinary. With a style rooted in drum and bass, alt-pop, and early 2000s nostalgia, she's redefined what it means to make bedroom pop in the digital age. Her songwriting is both diaristic and enigmatic, managing to say more in two minutes than most can in five. From viral fame to global stages, she's built a world that's entirely her own—introspective, stylish, and sonically daring. A true creative force who writes, produces, and performs with instinct and intention. From across the pond, the future is bright… And the wrier is… PinkPantheress!00:00 – Intro00:42 – Meet PinkPantheress 01:16 – The Self-Made Artist 05:02 – Growing Up Multicultural 09:49 – Emo, Piano & Early Music Obsession 13:03 – Building Her Unique Sound 16:26 – UK vs US Music Culture 21:04 – Not Chasing Numbers 23:01 – You Can't Teach Taste 24:19 – Producing & Industry Bias 30:23 – Ad Read: NMPA + Peer Music32:00 – Producing at 17 & Avoiding Media 34:06 – TikTok Fame Without Trying 38:22 – From Anonymous to Recognized 41:00 – Live Shows & Internal Standards 44:29 – Perfectionism & Learning in Public 45:04 – Writing 'Pain' in Her Dorm 46:31 – 'Boys a Liar' & Airbnb Vocals 50:16 – Taste as Her Superpower 52:15 – New Single & Feedback Avoidance 53:43 – Teasing the Next Song 54:59 – Dream Artists to Produce 55:27 – Where the Name Came From 55:32 – If She Started from Zero Today 57:05 – The Truth About Taste 58:12 – Rapid Fire: Bath, Family, Identity 58:57 – Final Thoughts: Breaking Through in the US Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Today's guest is a British sensation whose sound defies convention and whose rise has been anything but ordinary. With a style rooted in drum and bass, alt-pop, and early 2000s nostalgia, she's redefined what it means to make bedroom pop in the digital age. Her songwriting is both diaristic and enigmatic, managing to say more in two minutes than most can in five. From viral fame to global stages, she's built a world that's entirely her own—introspective, stylish, and sonically daring. A true creative force who writes, produces, and performs with instinct and intention. From across the pond, the future is bright… And the artist is… Pink Pantheress!00:00 – Intro00:42 – Meet PinkPantheress 01:16 – The Self-Made Artist 05:02 – Growing Up Multicultural 09:49 – Emo, Piano & Early Music Obsession 13:03 – Building Her Unique Sound 16:26 – UK vs US Music Culture 21:04 – Not Chasing Numbers 23:01 – You Can't Teach Taste 24:19 – Producing & Industry Bias 30:23 – Ad Read: NMPA 32:00 – Producing at 17 & Avoiding Media 34:06 – TikTok Fame Without Trying 38:22 – From Anonymous to Recognized 41:00 – Live Shows & Internal Standards 44:29 – Perfectionism & Learning in Public 45:04 – Writing 'Pain' in Her Dorm 46:31 – 'Boys a Liar' & Airbnb Vocals 50:16 – Taste as Her Superpower 52:15 – New Single & Feedback Avoidance 53:43 – Teasing the Next Song 54:59 – Dream Artists to Produce 55:27 – Where the Name Came From 55:32 – If She Started from Zero Today 57:05 – The Truth About Taste 58:12 – Rapid Fire: Bath, Family, Identity 58:57 – Final Thoughts: Breaking Through in the US Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.