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The Power of Dirndls And Lederhosen: Part 1Hans channels his grandfather's German roots, to overcome his inadequacies with women.Based on the post by cb summers, in 2 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.September 22October was almost here. Outside, a cold, gusty wind was blowing the freshly fallen leaves across the campus commons. But I was warm in my room, snuggled under the covers, devouring chapter seven of Advanced Organic Chemistry. I had a test scheduled for the next morning, but studying wasn't a chore for a nerd like me. It was a joy. I was basking in the awesome power of carbon, and the stunning ways it had chemically combined with other compounds over the unimaginable eons of time to form the very basis of life itself.I loved learning. I loved science. I loved textbooks. They allowed me to escape myself. In textbooks I wasn't a loveless, lonely virgin. I wasn't an awkward, babbling dork. I didn't have a disappointing body with deep pockmarks from a high-school bout with acne, and crooked teeth from parents too poor to pay for braces. And I didn't become embarrassingly tongue-tied in the presence of hotties, because there were no hotties in textbooks. There wasn't even a me. Lost in the mysteries and majesty of science, I became the universe itself. Immortal. Beautiful. Content.It was a blessed relief from all the stress I'd been under of late. You see, I could understand carbon. I could understand DNA. I could understand calculus, non-Euclidean geometry and superstring theory. But girls? They were a total mystery to me.My roommate Troy had been trying to share his ‘wisdom' about the fairer sex with me, but it wasn't easy for me to take his advice. After all, he was a Neanderthal. Normally, I avoided guys like him. You know, big dumb lunks, with handsome faces, muscular bodies, and cocky attitudes. Troy was willfully ignorant about the natural world. He didn't believe in evolution, because it just didn't make sense to him, but he did believe in Bigfoot because he saw a movie about it once. I mean, he was just an idiot. I never would have chosen a guy like him to be my roommate, but my roomie for the last two years suddenly transferred to Columbia just before school started in September, so Troy, was assigned to me at random.I'll never forget the day I met the big dope. He swaggered into my room as if he owned the place. He was tall and broad, with a thick, strong neck, short tan hair, and an infuriating air of confidence. I hated him instantly. But I resolved to try to get along with him, so I said, “Hi. I'm Hans. Hans Willis.”He replied, “Look dude, here's the deal I'm gonna fuck a lot of girls in this room, so we need to work out some kinda arrangement. If you see a sock hanging on the doorknob, don't come in. Got it? Just assume I'm boning some chick. I don't care if you have to sleep in the lobby, don't come between me and my pussy. But don't worry, same rules apply for both of us. If I see the sock, I'll stay out too. Those are now the house rules. Name's Troy, by the way.” He held his fist out for me to bump, so I bumped it.A Crushing Defeat To The Neanderthal.But the one girl I actually did go on one date with, that September, ended up becoming my roommate's main fuck buddy, Briona. She's maybe the smartest female in the science department, but her primal desires led her to the neanderthal, Troy.  It wasn't even a week after my one feeble date. Briona basically ignored me in class, and I was miserable. I became depressed and stayed in my dorm, sulking myself to sleep.So there I was, lost in my textbook on a cold September evening, when voices in the hallway brought me out of my reverie. They stopped in front of my door and began to talk back and forth in hushed tones. I recognized Troy's voice. He started talking loudly. “No, really, don't worry about my roommate. He's asleep. Sleeps like a fucking log.”A girl's voice whispered, “Really? I don't know about this. Are you sure?”He answered loudly, “Yeah, I toldja, he's on some kinda meds to keep his acne from coming back. Those things knock him out like a light. It's actually kinda bizarre. Hey, why don't you see for yourself?”He was fumbling with his keys, and then he dropped them loudly on the floor. I realized with shock that he was hoping I'd hear him so I could pretend to be asleep. I was gripped with utter terror. He'd never done anything like this before. He usually called me if he wanted to bring a girl over, to give me time to clear out. But he must have met this girl at some late night party, and didn't think I'd agree to leaving the room at 2:15 in the morning. So what was his plan? He wanted me to stay? To, what? Pretend to be asleep while he fucked this girl? It was a crazy idea! Utterly indecent! Utterly wonderful! Two conflicting thoughts raced through my head at the same time. One: I don't have time for this! I have to study! Two: Oh holy shit, oh holy shit, shit,!What a position to put me in! But I felt I had no choice but to play possum! I heard the key clicking into place, so I barely had time to put my books on the floor, flip out my bedside lamp, and yank the covers messily over my head before the door swung open. I didn't see them coming in, but I heard their voices.He said, in a normal voice, “See? What did I tell you? Out like a light.”She whispered, “No, really?”The door closed, and he said, “Here. Let me show you.” He tromped over to me, shook me and shouted, “Wake up, roomie! The building's on fire!” Then he leaned down close enough to whisper, “Please, Hans. Just go with it.” I didn't make a peep, so he said loudly, “What did I tell you? Dead to the world. It's just you and me, sweetheart.'She giggled and whispered, “Damn. Those must be some killer meds. Which one does he take? Xeotrex, or Iso…”She fell silent. From the sound of the wet little smacking sounds I heard, he must have started kissing her to stop her questions. Damn, what a caveman he was. But she didn't complain. Soon she was making hungry little moans and wet slobbering gasps and groans. Oh shit. I couldn't believe they were making out, right there in my room! My cock started to harden. It was a good thing I'd turned to my side, or she might have seen a volcano rising under my sheets.I just lay there in shock for the next five minutes, unable to block out those sexy sounds. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. But it only got more shocking when I heard the unmistakable sound of a belt buckle clinking open. Troy moaned, “Oh yeah, baby. Fuck yeah.”She giggled, saying, “Let's see what you got in here, big boy. Oh, hot damn. It's so big. Damn. My fingers barely fit around it. Fuck. I gotta get a taste of that.” Then she inhaled and made a wet slurping sound.Troy moaned deeply, “Oh, fuck.”Up to that very moment, I'd had no intention of peeking. But once I realized that a girl was giving Troy a blowjob just a few feet away from me, and the only thing that stood between them and my eyes was my blanket, well I just couldn't resist. I had to see. I just had to! So I slowly moved my hand up to my face and began to tug at the blanket to form a shadowy little opening to peep through. The first thing I saw was Troy's rapturous face, illuminated by his bedside light. He looked right at me. I thought he'd be pissed, but he just smiled and put his finger to his lips, then pointed down, grinning like a birthday boy showing off his brand new BB gun.With that encouragement, I pulled the opening a little more open, and laid my eyes on a sight that absolutely shook me to the core.Briona Skorsczi was on her knees sucking my roommate's big fat cock.I couldn't have been more shocked if I'd suddenly seen my family being eaten by a Tyrannosaurus Rex. It was horrifying, yet I couldn't look away. I just couldn't. Briona's big, beautiful nose was bobbing forward and back, her glasses sliding down to the tip as she sucked him into her beautiful mouth. Her delightful bunny teeth were sliding gently over the raw, naked flesh of that frighteningly huge cock of his. It had to be eight or nine inches long. Maybe more.She must have taken off her coat and shirt before getting on her knees, because I saw her enormous tits absolutely straining to escape the confines of her lacy white bra. I'd been right all along. She had been hiding a smoking hot body under all those baggy clothes. Her tits were even bigger than I'd suspected, probably full D cups, and her creamy white cleavage was wiggling like a bowl of Jell-O as she slurped Troy's cock with increasing eagerness.I watched all of this in utter shock. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. The sweet, innocent, genius of my dreams was polishing a Neanderthal's knob. It was wrong on so many levels; I just couldn't wrap my head around it. How the hell had he met her anyway? I hadn't told either of them about each other, but Prairie Tech wasn't a very big college, so this was just one of those random coincidences that happen from time to time. Only this time it was happening to me, goddamn it!It was heartbreaking to watch. But I had to. I had to. Those full, beautiful lips, which I'd been too timid to kiss, were now sliding and slurping over the bulbous head of Troy's throbbing meat. And her delicate pink tongue, which had said so many fascinating things to me over the course of our evening together, was now slipping out, and flicking that sensitive spot on the underside of his glans. All the while she stroked his long shaft with those delicate hands I'd imagined holding in my own. Then she lifted his shaft, leaned forward and slurped his big, hairless balls into her mouth, making him grab his bedside table for support.“Oh fuck. Suck my balls, bitch. Yeah, so fucking good.”I watched her lick every inch of his veiny shaft, her big beautiful nose occasionally bending in contact with his cock, which I found particularly obscene. Then she kissed her way back to the tip of his salami and began gobbling him forward and back in long swooping moves, making her brown hair bob and bounce, taking him deeper and deeper into her throat with each stroke. She began to drool copiously, coating his cock with so much slime that long strands of slobber dripped down onto her creamy white cleavage. God, I just about passed out at the sight of it. She tilted her head lithely side to side as she gulped his phallus, literally swallowing it until I could actually see the end of his massive member distorting her willowy neck! It was astonishing. She was making loud, wet gasping sounds, but unbelievably, she wasn't choking on his cock; not one tiny bit.That's when it dawned on me that she wasn't a sweet little shy virgin after all. She'd obviously sucked a cock or twelve in her time. Hell, for all I knew, she did this sort of thing every single night of the year. I'd completely misjudged her. She hadn't turned me down because she was too busy. She'd turned me down because I was a coward.Looking back, I suddenly realized that she'd been waiting for me to make some kind of move all night during our date. Now with hindsight twenty twenty, I could remember at least half a dozen opportunities for intimacy that I'd passed up. I could have held her hand at the art show. I could have sat next to her at dinner. I could have put my arm over her shoulder on the walk to her place. And that awkward silence before she closed the door? She'd definitely wanted me to kiss her!Idiot! Why Didn't I Fucking Kiss Her? And if I had, then what? Would she have pulled me inside? Would she have dropped to her knees and pulled out my cock and started sucking me, just like she did with Troy? And then what? Would she have fucked me too?! Oh shit. I blew it. I fucking blew it.I closed the gap in my blankets, and closed my eyes, trying to stifle my sobs of crushing regret. Oh god, I was a pathetic excuse for a man. I wasn't a man at all! I was a fucking Boy! Troy may have been a stupid caveman who didn't believe in evolution, but did believe that a magnetic wristband could make you run faster, but nevertheless, he was still twice the man as me. My pitiful erection faded away and I silently wept, feeling lower and more useless than I'd ever felt in my life.Okay. I must admit. I was wallowing a bit. But then I heard Briona say, “I want you to cream on my tits, baby.”I instantly forgot my misery, and opened the flap again, just in time to see her reaching behind her back and unhooking her bra. It popped open and her big pale breasts fell into view. My cock leapt fully erect again. Her nipples were puffy and pink. Oh god, her tits were more magnificent than I could have ever imagined. Troy grabbed her head with both hands and began fucking her face hard and fast. Then he stiffened up, arched his back and let out a long, gut-wrenching, guttural groan. She pulled back and presented her tits to him, while she jerked his long pipe with one hand. I saw his nuts literally jumping, then ropes of glistening white ropes shot out of him, splooging all over her breasts and neck. She jerked it out of him with expert yanks, until her cleavage was dripping with goo. Then she leaned forward and sucked his cock head while squeezing his balls, making him squirt another shot into her mouth. She looked up at him over her glasses and opened her mouth, and let the cum slowly drip out of it onto her tits. Oh fucking christ! It was so fucking Filthy! Then she ran both hands over her breasts, spreading his shiny cum all over until she her tits were glistening.He couldn't stand up any longer, so he plopped down onto his bed, and fell onto his back. Briona stood up, and quickly stripped out of her shoes, jeans and panties, a sight that made my eyes nearly pop out of their sockets. She had an incredible ass and a stunningly narrow waist. What a figure! She was built like a movie star! Her back was to me now, so I reached into my shorts and wrapped my hand around my throbbing hard cock and started jerking off as quietly as I could manage. She leaned forward to yank Troy's pants off, giving me an amazing view of her extremely hairy pussy. It was big, bushy and brown, but fucking hot as hell. I couldn't make out her pussy lips, but I didn't care. I just stared up her ass crack, jacking off like the pathetic little perv I was, my cock lubricated by the copious amounts of precum it was weeping.Once she'd stripped his bottom half bare, she wiped her tits clean of cum with his pants, then climbed on top of him. I thought she was gonna fuck him, but she kept going upward until she was straddling his face. “Suck my fucking pussy, donkey-dick.”I couldn't get over how filthy her mouth was. It was like she was split personality, or something. This wasn't the brainy girl I'd been out on a date with. That girl could wax poetically about superstring theory and the big bang. But this girl was gleefully grinding her pussy against a moron's face, as she moaned, “Oh fuck yeah. Eat my pussy, fuck wad. Eat my fucking pussy. Yeah, that's right. Stick that tongue inside my cunt. Taste my fucking cum.”I couldn't see exactly what he was doing. Her back was to me, and his big fat cock was in the foreground, blocking some of the view. But I saw the underside of his chin, and his tongue going up into her. He was making crazy slurping sounds, and his semi-hard cock slowly stood to attention again, and he started stroking it, at the same time that I was stoking mine. I wondered what it must feel like to have a monster cock like that in your hand. Mine was puny compared to his. A measly seven and a half inches.Briona was like a wild woman, and she couldn't get enough of Troy's tongue. She just kept grinding herself roughly into his face for the longest time, while he jerked himself off. Her aggressiveness was a bit scary, actually. I wondered what I would have done if she'd attacked me like that in her apartment. I was starting to feel like maybe I dodged a bullet there. Sure, she was sexy, smart and sweet, but damn, she was an animal in the sack! She started shouting out filthy commands as she rode his face. “Yeah, suck my pussy, you mother fucker! Suck my hairy snatch. You know you like it, fuck face. Gimme that hand. Use your finger, oh shit yeah. Oh, fuck yeah, right there. Yeah, like that. No don't stop licking my clit. Yeah, oh fuck, No, don't change anything! Just keep doing it like that, mother fucker! Oh Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!”She was screaming so loud, they were in serious danger of having the RA's realize there was a girl in the room, but Troy clamped his free hand over her mouth. For the next ten minutes she moaned and groaned into his hand, and he took her through a series of awe-inspiring orgasms. Then right when it seemed she was at the peak of her excitement, she suddenly jumped backward and straddled his cock, then lowered herself slowly onto it.Wow. She didn't even make him put on a condom! I saw his huge manhood spreading her furry pussy lips wide for a moment before she lowered herself slowly down his shaft, while juices dripped out of her. Based on the guttural moan she emitted, I guess he was stretching her to the limit, and she liked it. The sight of him disappearing into her snatch triggered something in my own cock. I felt a burst of pleasure, and moments later I was filling my underwear with cum. But I didn't get soft for a second, so I just kept jerking, ignoring the sticky gunk on my hand, taking advantage of the fact that her back was turned to me so she couldn't see my blankets jumping as I jerked off like a monkey in a zoo.She rode him like that for a good long time, slowly at first, moaning, “Oh fucking Christ on a sandwich! You're so fucking big! I've never fucked anyone like you before! Oh god. You're splitting me open, you fucking animal!” But once she got used to his girth, she began to fuck him with more speed and gusto. She started getting less careful, so she could no longer keep his cock from popping out of her pussy. But each time she'd reach down, pull it back into place and start galloping him again, slamming herself down on him like she was riding a wild horse. She was insatiable! And he had lasting power. I shot a second wad into my shorts, but he just kept fucking her on and on and on!Eventually, he flipped her over onto her back, and lifted her long, pale legs high in the air on each of his shoulders, and started ramming himself into her like he was trying to destroy her cunt. But she just stared up at him with those big brown eyes and urged him on. “Harder, you fucking wimp. Fuck me harder.” She said it with an animal intensity, which  I'd never imagined her capable of. It was frighteningly sexy! And he seemed to love it, because he attacked her with the fury of a jungle cat. They were two wild animals, groaning and grinding on that squeaky dorm bed, in a crazy battle to the death.They were turned sideways to me now, so I beheld the stunning sight of Briona's big breasts surging up and down her chest as he pounded her. He occasionally leaned forward and sucked them roughly into his mouth, nibbling her puffy nipples hard enough to make her squeal with delight. It looked so painful to me, but Briona seemed to love it.She kept groaning and cursing the whole time he fucked her. “Harder! Fuck me harder! Oh, yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Fuck me with that big fat cock! Shit! You feel so fucking huge! Harder! Fuck me harder! Oh my god. Oh my god, you feel so good inside me! Oh fucking god! Oh fucking god! oh.”He slammed his hand over her mouth as she had another crazy loud orgasm. He pounded her with merciless glee, his well-muscled body glistening with sweat. He moaned, “Take it bitch. Fucking take it!”I had to stroke myself slower, now that she could possibly see me, but that didn't stop me from cumming a third time. My underwear was absolutely gross with accumulated cum by now, but my cock didn't get soft, so I kept squeezing and stroking it as I stared at Briona's beautiful tits, her long, lithe legs, and her beautiful big nose. She was looking up at Troy, right into amazed eyes, with a passion so hot that it could have started a forest fire.She suddenly crawled out from under him, moaning, “Oh, shit, Fuck me doggy style, you son of a bitch!” She got up on her hands and knees and he immediately rammed himself into her slit from behind. She arched her neck up ward, her lush mouth opening into a long, breathy groan. “God damn. So fucking good.”My eyes were drawn to her pendulous breasts. They were flopping forward and back as Troy fucked her. Once or twice he leaned forward to fondle them, something I longed to do, but that just threw off his rhythm, so he went back to fucking her. I wanted to get out of bed, and crawl under her, and let those big boobs sweep up and down my face. But I was pretty sure that would have freaked her the fuck out, so I just kept playing possum.He looked toward me a few times, smiling with wicked pride. He even flashed me one of those stupid ‘hang ten' hand signals that dopes like him were fond of. I wanted to hate him for stealing my girl, but I just couldn't be mad at him. It wasn't his fault. It was mine. I'd let her slip out of my hands. And now he was fucking my dream girl. I sure hoped he was enjoying it, because the longer it went on, the more my image of her slipped away. She wasn't my dream girl any longer. Oh, I loved her still, and admired her. I also hoped one day I might be friends with her. But I didn't dream about fucking her any longer. I knew I'd never be able to handle her. For one thing, she seemed to like it rough, which just wasn't in me. And for another thing, she absolutely adored Troy's humungous cock. It was at least an inch or two longer than my pitiful seven inches. It was apparent now why all those girls were so happy after fucking him. How could I ever hope to make her happy in bed after she'd been fucked like this?Troy grinned at me and mouthed, “Watch this”, then he grabbed his pillow, stripped the pillowcase off, flipped the loose end under her midsection and grabbed both ends with his fists and suddenly lifted her up, so her knees left the bed. Now, with her utterly under his control, he started to fuck her harder than ever, and she started to squeal and weep and scream. She looked back at him with a look of pure, worshipful amazement as he pounded her pussy like a pro, tears pouring out of her eyes from the sheer perfection of the moment. She'd been calling the shots all night, but now he was in command, and she was enraptured. Utterly enraptured.And I guess I was enraptured too. They both amazed me. I felt like a pathetic troll compared to these guys. If any two people on earth were made to fuck each other, it was Troy and Briona, goddamn it! He fucked her that way longer than I could ever have done, but he finally began to grunt and stiffen with impending release.Briona moaned, “Oh yeah. Cum inside me. I want to feel you cumming inside me. Oh god, yes, I can feel it!”The astounding sight of my roommate filling that beautiful, busty nerd's pussy with cum made me blast one final load of semen into my sticky underwear. And as impossible as it may seem, I actually fell asleep immediately afterward. I don't know if they kept fucking or not, but I would have slept through an earthquake at that point. It was probably some sort of psychological defense mechanism. My brain had overloaded with a lethal combination of lust and self-loathing. My only escape was sweet oblivion.Frat Party Invite: “You should go,” said Troy.“Yeah, I agree,” said Briona, cuddling next to him in his bed. “What have you got to lose?”I shrugged. “I don't really know these guys. And I wouldn't know anyone else at the party either.”Briona shrugged, “So what?”Troy added, “And it's at a frat, dude! Think of all that fresh young sorority pussy!”Briona slapped his arm, hard enough to make him squeal. “Shut up, you big dumb ape!”Troy pouted adorably, nursing his arm. “Sorry Bree.”“Oh, did I hurt you, baby?” Then she gently, lovingly kissed his arm, as he looked at her enraptured.They'd only been together for two weeks, but the change she'd had on Troy had been amazing. He'd stopped trolling for chicks, even though she hadn't asked him to. And when the two of them weren't over at her apartment fucking like rabbits, she was over at our room studying with me! It worked out for all three of us because our studying together encouraged him to do his own homework, so his grades began to improve as well.Just in case you're wondering, Briona had no idea that I'd been awake the night she fucked him. In fact, when she found out that I was his roommate, she nearly had a heart attack, but I pretended his ‘acne medicine' story was true. There are some acne medicines that cause drowsiness, although I'd been off them for over a year. Still, I kept up the charade, secretly hoping that she might fuck him again while I ‘slept'. But apparently the night she came over her cousin had been visiting, so her apartment wasn't empty. That wasn't true any longer, so I hadn't seen hide nor hair of her pussy since that wonderful night, and I probably never would again.But that was okay. She was fast becoming one of my best friends. The fact that I'd seen her totally naked, riding my roommate's cock while she cursed like a whore, didn't diminish my fondness or admiration for her one tiny bit. It actually opened my eyes up to my own naïve ideas about sexuality. I realized that sex isn't just for sluts and dopes, but for smart people too. People like Briona, and people like me! It finally dawned on me that everybody in the world had sex, and every woman, however shy she may seem, had a secret tiger in her, just waiting to be discovered and unleashed.As for Troy, he was still a bit of an asshole, but he treated Briona like a princess. He was honestly in love. So much so that it frightened him a bit. After I told him that she was a genius, he started to worry that she'd lose interest in him, so he worked extra hard to earn her love. But I'd seen him fucking her. As long as he kept slaying her pussy like that, he had nothing to worry about.Briona asked, “Who are these guys again?”“Roland Rawlings and Joseph, something, I forget his last name. They're in Tau Sigma Omicron, I think. I'm in their Astrophysics study group. I guess that's why they invited me to their Oktoberfest party. I can't think of any other reason. I'm certainly not interested in pledging any frats. I don't have that kind of money anyway.”Briona nodded. “Well, I don't know them, but Tau Sigma has a good reputation. If you were pledging, you could do worse. Though Delta Delta is the one that most of the guys in the science department belong to. They have an excellent academics record.”Troy grinned mischievously, saying, “Yeah, but the real question is, does Tau Sigma have a sister sorority, and do they like to fuck nerds?”Briona roared like a lion and started snapping her teeth at him. “I told you to stop it, you dirty little boy! Don't make me bite you!”He stuck his tongue out at her so she leapt on top of him like a jungle cat. I watched them roughhouse with a smile on my face. Troy was much bigger and stronger than her, but he let her pin him with only minimal resistance. That's one of the ways I knew he was smitten with her. She'd literally tamed him. It was really kind of cute.Still straddling Troy, Briona turned to me and said, “No, really, Hans, you ought to go. You don't have anything better to do tonight, do you?”I shrugged. “No, but I don't have a costume. Everyone's supposed to dress up like Germans.”Troy said, “Well, you're German, aren't you? Just go as yourself.”“My grandpa's from Austria, but I don't think that counts as a costume.”Briona smiled, “Oh hey, there's that costume store over in that strip mall next to the Wendy's. I bet they're open for another hour or two. You should run over there and, here, ” She reached into her pocket and pulled out her wallet, then took out sixty dollars, “Go rent a costume.”I put my hand up, “No, no. I can't take your money.”She hopped off Troy and pressed the money into my hands. “Consider it a loan, Hansie. Pay me back when you can.”I looked at the money, and my heart started to beat hard. I'd never gone to a real party before. Or at least not one at a cool fraternity, which I just knew would be chock full of eligible women getting drunk off their asses. I didn't know what to say, but Briona just pulled me off my bed and pushed me toward the door, saying, “You better hurry up before they close! Scoot!”Troy shouted from his bed. “Yeah, get out of here, loser, so I can fuck my girlfriend!”As she was closing the door behind me, I heard her saying to Troy, “Okay mister. You've officially pissed me off. Now you're gonna get bit!”I stood in that hallway for a few minutes, listening to her jungle-cat roars turn into orgasmic groans as they attacked each other in my room, perhaps even on my very bed. It made my cock stir with lust. Since it was unlikely they'd ever do it while I was ‘sleeping' again, eavesdropping at my dorm room door might be the closest I'd ever get. But as fun it was to listen to Briona's dirty talk, her money was burning a hole in my hand, and I knew she'd expect me to have a story to show for it, so I dragged myself away from her beautiful moans, and sweet obscenities.By the time I'd walked to the costume shop, the sun was already setting, and they were just about to close. But the man let me in and showed me his selection of Bavarian costumes. Most of them were cheap, mass-manufactured Halloween costumes, but one was really quite authentic. I should know. I'd been dragged to my fair share of polkas and Oktoberfest celebrations when I was a kid. My parents were proud of their Austrian ancestry, so I could tell an authentic outfit when I saw one. It wasn't cheap, but Briona's money, added to my own pitiful stash, added up to just barely enough to rent it, along with an oversized plastic stein. That was all the money I had for the rest of the month, but I figured, if I'm going to look like a fool, I might as well do it in style. Besides, if I impress those guys, maybe they'll invite me to another party.As I was trying it on, the shop owner said, “You're lucky you're not a woman. A bunch of girls came in here earlier and rented all the Bavarian dresses in the place. Hey, you know what? I bet they're going to the same party as you.” I shrugged, barely hearing him. I was distracted by my own reflection in the mirror. I looked exactly like my grandfather. There was photo of him hanging on our wall back home which was taken when he was a boy in Austria, wearing a costume that was freakishly similar to this: a pair of dark brown lederhosen with suspenders, high socks embroidered with ducks and edelweiss flowers, a loose white peasant shirt and a blue cap with a long feather sticking out the top. My god, I was the spitting image of my grandfather.Suddenly I flashed on the old man. He was the most rakish, hearty, balls-to-the-wall man I'd ever met. He could have eaten ten Troys for breakfast and still had room for seven Brad Pitts. When Grandpa came into a room, everybody smiled. He flirted with all the ladies, even his own relatives, and made every man his buddy. He was amazing, and lived life to the fullest, right up to the very end. I hooked my thumbs in my suspenders, just as he was doing in that old photograph, and grinned, trying to make my eyes twinkle just like his. Damn. I looked more like him than ever. And then I remembered that he had a pockmarked face too. I'd never thought about it before, but he must have had acne as a teenager, the same as me! But he hadn't let that stop him from being a man, and damn it all, I wasn't gonna let it stop me either!I walked proudly to Fraternity Row, dressed in my costume, ignoring the catcalls from passers-by. No, scratch that. I didn't ignore them. Whenever someone laughed or shouted out some obscenity at me, I raised my fake German stein and shouted, “Oktoberfest!” at the top of my lungs, and their jeers turned instantly into cheers. I felt almost as if I was channeling my grandfather's spirit. But I didn't believe in any sort of afterlife, so I knew that my grandfather's spirit didn't exist. No. If anything, it was my grandfather's DNA coursing through my blood, which gave me the gumption to act as if I was the man I wanted to be. That, and the long feather in my cap.I charged into that party as if I owned the place, and stomped all the way into the middle of the room on my big, loud boots. That's when I noticed that I was the only person in sight wearing a costume of any kind. Then I saw the assholes who'd invited me; laughing their asses off. My heart sank, and my cheeks burned bright red. I'd thought I'd left this kind of crap behind me in high school. But I was wrong. You never get too old for a pair of snotty assholes to make you feel like a fool. I refused to give them the pleasure of seeing my embarrassment, so I just smiled and waved, proud of my Bavarian heritage and culture.I was about to make a humiliating retreat from this frat party when I realized, much to my delight, that I wasn't alone. Six freshmen girls, dressed in sexy little Bavarian dresses, filed through the door, drawing fresh gouts of laughter from the assembly. Now I knew who'd rented all the female costumes from the store! Most of the girls looked utterly embarrassed, but one of the girls was shining with confidence. Her sky-blue eyes caught sight of me and a broad grin spread out on her stunningly beautiful, copper-colored face. I'd seen her around the Science Building, but I didn't know her name. All I knew was that she was a freshman, and insanely hot. I considered her so far out of my league that I didn't even daydream about asking her out.She was simply stunning to behold, her lovely tits were perfectly displayed in the snug bodice. Her figure was looking scrumptious, particularly as she made her way through the crowd toward me, smiling from ear to ear. As she came closer, I realized that her costume was the female match for mine. They had the same brown, green and blue fabrics, the same embroidered socks. But instead of the lederhosen and suspenders my costume had, she was wearing a traditional dirndl, which was comprised of a brown skirt, a big green apron, a puffy white blouse, and a bodice with a low front, which was pushing her ample breasts up into a startling display of feminine pulchritude. I mean, this chick's cleavage was epic, and it was wiggling about wonderfully as she clomped toward me in her polka shoes. Her wavy dark brown hair was braided into two long braids that were framing her tits marvelously.Coincidence was once again rearing its ugly head, but this time it seemed to be working in my favor!She shouted in a fake German accent, “Liebchen! Vere haff you been? I've been vorried schick about you!”Then she gave me a big hug and a quick kiss on the lips. I was stunned. That was literally the first kiss of my life, and even though she meant it as a joke, my heart did a total flip flop in my chest, and tingles shot down my spine! Then she took my hand in hers and pulled me toward the other costumed girls, all of whom were adorable, each in their own way. “Come vit me, liebchen. I vant you to meet my freundins!” The girls laughed when they saw that I was wearing the male match of their friend's dirndl. “Girls, girls, I vant you to meet mein freund, Helmutt von Wiener.”Continued in Part Two,Based on a post by CBSummers, for Literotica

The Power of Dirndls And Lederhosen: Part 1Hans channels his grandfather's German roots, to overcome his inadequacies with women.Based on the post by cb summers, in 2 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.September 22October was almost here. Outside, a cold, gusty wind was blowing the freshly fallen leaves across the campus commons. But I was warm in my room, snuggled under the covers, devouring chapter seven of Advanced Organic Chemistry. I had a test scheduled for the next morning, but studying wasn't a chore for a nerd like me. It was a joy. I was basking in the awesome power of carbon, and the stunning ways it had chemically combined with other compounds over the unimaginable eons of time to form the very basis of life itself.I loved learning. I loved science. I loved textbooks. They allowed me to escape myself. In textbooks I wasn't a loveless, lonely virgin. I wasn't an awkward, babbling dork. I didn't have a disappointing body with deep pockmarks from a high-school bout with acne, and crooked teeth from parents too poor to pay for braces. And I didn't become embarrassingly tongue-tied in the presence of hotties, because there were no hotties in textbooks. There wasn't even a me. Lost in the mysteries and majesty of science, I became the universe itself. Immortal. Beautiful. Content.It was a blessed relief from all the stress I'd been under of late. You see, I could understand carbon. I could understand DNA. I could understand calculus, non-Euclidean geometry and superstring theory. But girls? They were a total mystery to me.My roommate Troy had been trying to share his ‘wisdom' about the fairer sex with me, but it wasn't easy for me to take his advice. After all, he was a Neanderthal. Normally, I avoided guys like him. You know, big dumb lunks, with handsome faces, muscular bodies, and cocky attitudes. Troy was willfully ignorant about the natural world. He didn't believe in evolution, because it just didn't make sense to him, but he did believe in Bigfoot because he saw a movie about it once. I mean, he was just an idiot. I never would have chosen a guy like him to be my roommate, but my roomie for the last two years suddenly transferred to Columbia just before school started in September, so Troy, was assigned to me at random.I'll never forget the day I met the big dope. He swaggered into my room as if he owned the place. He was tall and broad, with a thick, strong neck, short tan hair, and an infuriating air of confidence. I hated him instantly. But I resolved to try to get along with him, so I said, “Hi. I'm Hans. Hans Willis.”He replied, “Look dude, here's the deal I'm gonna fuck a lot of girls in this room, so we need to work out some kinda arrangement. If you see a sock hanging on the doorknob, don't come in. Got it? Just assume I'm boning some chick. I don't care if you have to sleep in the lobby, don't come between me and my pussy. But don't worry, same rules apply for both of us. If I see the sock, I'll stay out too. Those are now the house rules. Name's Troy, by the way.” He held his fist out for me to bump, so I bumped it.A Crushing Defeat To The Neanderthal.But the one girl I actually did go on one date with, that September, ended up becoming my roommate's main fuck buddy, Briona. She's maybe the smartest female in the science department, but her primal desires led her to the neanderthal, Troy.  It wasn't even a week after my one feeble date. Briona basically ignored me in class, and I was miserable. I became depressed and stayed in my dorm, sulking myself to sleep.So there I was, lost in my textbook on a cold September evening, when voices in the hallway brought me out of my reverie. They stopped in front of my door and began to talk back and forth in hushed tones. I recognized Troy's voice. He started talking loudly. “No, really, don't worry about my roommate. He's asleep. Sleeps like a fucking log.”A girl's voice whispered, “Really? I don't know about this. Are you sure?”He answered loudly, “Yeah, I toldja, he's on some kinda meds to keep his acne from coming back. Those things knock him out like a light. It's actually kinda bizarre. Hey, why don't you see for yourself?”He was fumbling with his keys, and then he dropped them loudly on the floor. I realized with shock that he was hoping I'd hear him so I could pretend to be asleep. I was gripped with utter terror. He'd never done anything like this before. He usually called me if he wanted to bring a girl over, to give me time to clear out. But he must have met this girl at some late night party, and didn't think I'd agree to leaving the room at 2:15 in the morning. So what was his plan? He wanted me to stay? To, what? Pretend to be asleep while he fucked this girl? It was a crazy idea! Utterly indecent! Utterly wonderful! Two conflicting thoughts raced through my head at the same time. One: I don't have time for this! I have to study! Two: Oh holy shit, oh holy shit, shit,!What a position to put me in! But I felt I had no choice but to play possum! I heard the key clicking into place, so I barely had time to put my books on the floor, flip out my bedside lamp, and yank the covers messily over my head before the door swung open. I didn't see them coming in, but I heard their voices.He said, in a normal voice, “See? What did I tell you? Out like a light.”She whispered, “No, really?”The door closed, and he said, “Here. Let me show you.” He tromped over to me, shook me and shouted, “Wake up, roomie! The building's on fire!” Then he leaned down close enough to whisper, “Please, Hans. Just go with it.” I didn't make a peep, so he said loudly, “What did I tell you? Dead to the world. It's just you and me, sweetheart.'She giggled and whispered, “Damn. Those must be some killer meds. Which one does he take? Xeotrex, or Iso…”She fell silent. From the sound of the wet little smacking sounds I heard, he must have started kissing her to stop her questions. Damn, what a caveman he was. But she didn't complain. Soon she was making hungry little moans and wet slobbering gasps and groans. Oh shit. I couldn't believe they were making out, right there in my room! My cock started to harden. It was a good thing I'd turned to my side, or she might have seen a volcano rising under my sheets.I just lay there in shock for the next five minutes, unable to block out those sexy sounds. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. But it only got more shocking when I heard the unmistakable sound of a belt buckle clinking open. Troy moaned, “Oh yeah, baby. Fuck yeah.”She giggled, saying, “Let's see what you got in here, big boy. Oh, hot damn. It's so big. Damn. My fingers barely fit around it. Fuck. I gotta get a taste of that.” Then she inhaled and made a wet slurping sound.Troy moaned deeply, “Oh, fuck.”Up to that very moment, I'd had no intention of peeking. But once I realized that a girl was giving Troy a blowjob just a few feet away from me, and the only thing that stood between them and my eyes was my blanket, well I just couldn't resist. I had to see. I just had to! So I slowly moved my hand up to my face and began to tug at the blanket to form a shadowy little opening to peep through. The first thing I saw was Troy's rapturous face, illuminated by his bedside light. He looked right at me. I thought he'd be pissed, but he just smiled and put his finger to his lips, then pointed down, grinning like a birthday boy showing off his brand new BB gun.With that encouragement, I pulled the opening a little more open, and laid my eyes on a sight that absolutely shook me to the core.Briona Skorsczi was on her knees sucking my roommate's big fat cock.I couldn't have been more shocked if I'd suddenly seen my family being eaten by a Tyrannosaurus Rex. It was horrifying, yet I couldn't look away. I just couldn't. Briona's big, beautiful nose was bobbing forward and back, her glasses sliding down to the tip as she sucked him into her beautiful mouth. Her delightful bunny teeth were sliding gently over the raw, naked flesh of that frighteningly huge cock of his. It had to be eight or nine inches long. Maybe more.She must have taken off her coat and shirt before getting on her knees, because I saw her enormous tits absolutely straining to escape the confines of her lacy white bra. I'd been right all along. She had been hiding a smoking hot body under all those baggy clothes. Her tits were even bigger than I'd suspected, probably full D cups, and her creamy white cleavage was wiggling like a bowl of Jell-O as she slurped Troy's cock with increasing eagerness.I watched all of this in utter shock. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. The sweet, innocent, genius of my dreams was polishing a Neanderthal's knob. It was wrong on so many levels; I just couldn't wrap my head around it. How the hell had he met her anyway? I hadn't told either of them about each other, but Prairie Tech wasn't a very big college, so this was just one of those random coincidences that happen from time to time. Only this time it was happening to me, goddamn it!It was heartbreaking to watch. But I had to. I had to. Those full, beautiful lips, which I'd been too timid to kiss, were now sliding and slurping over the bulbous head of Troy's throbbing meat. And her delicate pink tongue, which had said so many fascinating things to me over the course of our evening together, was now slipping out, and flicking that sensitive spot on the underside of his glans. All the while she stroked his long shaft with those delicate hands I'd imagined holding in my own. Then she lifted his shaft, leaned forward and slurped his big, hairless balls into her mouth, making him grab his bedside table for support.“Oh fuck. Suck my balls, bitch. Yeah, so fucking good.”I watched her lick every inch of his veiny shaft, her big beautiful nose occasionally bending in contact with his cock, which I found particularly obscene. Then she kissed her way back to the tip of his salami and began gobbling him forward and back in long swooping moves, making her brown hair bob and bounce, taking him deeper and deeper into her throat with each stroke. She began to drool copiously, coating his cock with so much slime that long strands of slobber dripped down onto her creamy white cleavage. God, I just about passed out at the sight of it. She tilted her head lithely side to side as she gulped his phallus, literally swallowing it until I could actually see the end of his massive member distorting her willowy neck! It was astonishing. She was making loud, wet gasping sounds, but unbelievably, she wasn't choking on his cock; not one tiny bit.That's when it dawned on me that she wasn't a sweet little shy virgin after all. She'd obviously sucked a cock or twelve in her time. Hell, for all I knew, she did this sort of thing every single night of the year. I'd completely misjudged her. She hadn't turned me down because she was too busy. She'd turned me down because I was a coward.Looking back, I suddenly realized that she'd been waiting for me to make some kind of move all night during our date. Now with hindsight twenty twenty, I could remember at least half a dozen opportunities for intimacy that I'd passed up. I could have held her hand at the art show. I could have sat next to her at dinner. I could have put my arm over her shoulder on the walk to her place. And that awkward silence before she closed the door? She'd definitely wanted me to kiss her!Idiot! Why Didn't I Fucking Kiss Her? And if I had, then what? Would she have pulled me inside? Would she have dropped to her knees and pulled out my cock and started sucking me, just like she did with Troy? And then what? Would she have fucked me too?! Oh shit. I blew it. I fucking blew it.I closed the gap in my blankets, and closed my eyes, trying to stifle my sobs of crushing regret. Oh god, I was a pathetic excuse for a man. I wasn't a man at all! I was a fucking Boy! Troy may have been a stupid caveman who didn't believe in evolution, but did believe that a magnetic wristband could make you run faster, but nevertheless, he was still twice the man as me. My pitiful erection faded away and I silently wept, feeling lower and more useless than I'd ever felt in my life.Okay. I must admit. I was wallowing a bit. But then I heard Briona say, “I want you to cream on my tits, baby.”I instantly forgot my misery, and opened the flap again, just in time to see her reaching behind her back and unhooking her bra. It popped open and her big pale breasts fell into view. My cock leapt fully erect again. Her nipples were puffy and pink. Oh god, her tits were more magnificent than I could have ever imagined. Troy grabbed her head with both hands and began fucking her face hard and fast. Then he stiffened up, arched his back and let out a long, gut-wrenching, guttural groan. She pulled back and presented her tits to him, while she jerked his long pipe with one hand. I saw his nuts literally jumping, then ropes of glistening white ropes shot out of him, splooging all over her breasts and neck. She jerked it out of him with expert yanks, until her cleavage was dripping with goo. Then she leaned forward and sucked his cock head while squeezing his balls, making him squirt another shot into her mouth. She looked up at him over her glasses and opened her mouth, and let the cum slowly drip out of it onto her tits. Oh fucking christ! It was so fucking Filthy! Then she ran both hands over her breasts, spreading his shiny cum all over until she her tits were glistening.He couldn't stand up any longer, so he plopped down onto his bed, and fell onto his back. Briona stood up, and quickly stripped out of her shoes, jeans and panties, a sight that made my eyes nearly pop out of their sockets. She had an incredible ass and a stunningly narrow waist. What a figure! She was built like a movie star! Her back was to me now, so I reached into my shorts and wrapped my hand around my throbbing hard cock and started jerking off as quietly as I could manage. She leaned forward to yank Troy's pants off, giving me an amazing view of her extremely hairy pussy. It was big, bushy and brown, but fucking hot as hell. I couldn't make out her pussy lips, but I didn't care. I just stared up her ass crack, jacking off like the pathetic little perv I was, my cock lubricated by the copious amounts of precum it was weeping.Once she'd stripped his bottom half bare, she wiped her tits clean of cum with his pants, then climbed on top of him. I thought she was gonna fuck him, but she kept going upward until she was straddling his face. “Suck my fucking pussy, donkey-dick.”I couldn't get over how filthy her mouth was. It was like she was split personality, or something. This wasn't the brainy girl I'd been out on a date with. That girl could wax poetically about superstring theory and the big bang. But this girl was gleefully grinding her pussy against a moron's face, as she moaned, “Oh fuck yeah. Eat my pussy, fuck wad. Eat my fucking pussy. Yeah, that's right. Stick that tongue inside my cunt. Taste my fucking cum.”I couldn't see exactly what he was doing. Her back was to me, and his big fat cock was in the foreground, blocking some of the view. But I saw the underside of his chin, and his tongue going up into her. He was making crazy slurping sounds, and his semi-hard cock slowly stood to attention again, and he started stroking it, at the same time that I was stoking mine. I wondered what it must feel like to have a monster cock like that in your hand. Mine was puny compared to his. A measly seven and a half inches.Briona was like a wild woman, and she couldn't get enough of Troy's tongue. She just kept grinding herself roughly into his face for the longest time, while he jerked himself off. Her aggressiveness was a bit scary, actually. I wondered what I would have done if she'd attacked me like that in her apartment. I was starting to feel like maybe I dodged a bullet there. Sure, she was sexy, smart and sweet, but damn, she was an animal in the sack! She started shouting out filthy commands as she rode his face. “Yeah, suck my pussy, you mother fucker! Suck my hairy snatch. You know you like it, fuck face. Gimme that hand. Use your finger, oh shit yeah. Oh, fuck yeah, right there. Yeah, like that. No don't stop licking my clit. Yeah, oh fuck, No, don't change anything! Just keep doing it like that, mother fucker! Oh Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!”She was screaming so loud, they were in serious danger of having the RA's realize there was a girl in the room, but Troy clamped his free hand over her mouth. For the next ten minutes she moaned and groaned into his hand, and he took her through a series of awe-inspiring orgasms. Then right when it seemed she was at the peak of her excitement, she suddenly jumped backward and straddled his cock, then lowered herself slowly onto it.Wow. She didn't even make him put on a condom! I saw his huge manhood spreading her furry pussy lips wide for a moment before she lowered herself slowly down his shaft, while juices dripped out of her. Based on the guttural moan she emitted, I guess he was stretching her to the limit, and she liked it. The sight of him disappearing into her snatch triggered something in my own cock. I felt a burst of pleasure, and moments later I was filling my underwear with cum. But I didn't get soft for a second, so I just kept jerking, ignoring the sticky gunk on my hand, taking advantage of the fact that her back was turned to me so she couldn't see my blankets jumping as I jerked off like a monkey in a zoo.She rode him like that for a good long time, slowly at first, moaning, “Oh fucking Christ on a sandwich! You're so fucking big! I've never fucked anyone like you before! Oh god. You're splitting me open, you fucking animal!” But once she got used to his girth, she began to fuck him with more speed and gusto. She started getting less careful, so she could no longer keep his cock from popping out of her pussy. But each time she'd reach down, pull it back into place and start galloping him again, slamming herself down on him like she was riding a wild horse. She was insatiable! And he had lasting power. I shot a second wad into my shorts, but he just kept fucking her on and on and on!Eventually, he flipped her over onto her back, and lifted her long, pale legs high in the air on each of his shoulders, and started ramming himself into her like he was trying to destroy her cunt. But she just stared up at him with those big brown eyes and urged him on. “Harder, you fucking wimp. Fuck me harder.” She said it with an animal intensity, which  I'd never imagined her capable of. It was frighteningly sexy! And he seemed to love it, because he attacked her with the fury of a jungle cat. They were two wild animals, groaning and grinding on that squeaky dorm bed, in a crazy battle to the death.They were turned sideways to me now, so I beheld the stunning sight of Briona's big breasts surging up and down her chest as he pounded her. He occasionally leaned forward and sucked them roughly into his mouth, nibbling her puffy nipples hard enough to make her squeal with delight. It looked so painful to me, but Briona seemed to love it.She kept groaning and cursing the whole time he fucked her. “Harder! Fuck me harder! Oh, yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Fuck me with that big fat cock! Shit! You feel so fucking huge! Harder! Fuck me harder! Oh my god. Oh my god, you feel so good inside me! Oh fucking god! Oh fucking god! oh.”He slammed his hand over her mouth as she had another crazy loud orgasm. He pounded her with merciless glee, his well-muscled body glistening with sweat. He moaned, “Take it bitch. Fucking take it!”I had to stroke myself slower, now that she could possibly see me, but that didn't stop me from cumming a third time. My underwear was absolutely gross with accumulated cum by now, but my cock didn't get soft, so I kept squeezing and stroking it as I stared at Briona's beautiful tits, her long, lithe legs, and her beautiful big nose. She was looking up at Troy, right into amazed eyes, with a passion so hot that it could have started a forest fire.She suddenly crawled out from under him, moaning, “Oh, shit, Fuck me doggy style, you son of a bitch!” She got up on her hands and knees and he immediately rammed himself into her slit from behind. She arched her neck up ward, her lush mouth opening into a long, breathy groan. “God damn. So fucking good.”My eyes were drawn to her pendulous breasts. They were flopping forward and back as Troy fucked her. Once or twice he leaned forward to fondle them, something I longed to do, but that just threw off his rhythm, so he went back to fucking her. I wanted to get out of bed, and crawl under her, and let those big boobs sweep up and down my face. But I was pretty sure that would have freaked her the fuck out, so I just kept playing possum.He looked toward me a few times, smiling with wicked pride. He even flashed me one of those stupid ‘hang ten' hand signals that dopes like him were fond of. I wanted to hate him for stealing my girl, but I just couldn't be mad at him. It wasn't his fault. It was mine. I'd let her slip out of my hands. And now he was fucking my dream girl. I sure hoped he was enjoying it, because the longer it went on, the more my image of her slipped away. She wasn't my dream girl any longer. Oh, I loved her still, and admired her. I also hoped one day I might be friends with her. But I didn't dream about fucking her any longer. I knew I'd never be able to handle her. For one thing, she seemed to like it rough, which just wasn't in me. And for another thing, she absolutely adored Troy's humungous cock. It was at least an inch or two longer than my pitiful seven inches. It was apparent now why all those girls were so happy after fucking him. How could I ever hope to make her happy in bed after she'd been fucked like this?Troy grinned at me and mouthed, “Watch this”, then he grabbed his pillow, stripped the pillowcase off, flipped the loose end under her midsection and grabbed both ends with his fists and suddenly lifted her up, so her knees left the bed. Now, with her utterly under his control, he started to fuck her harder than ever, and she started to squeal and weep and scream. She looked back at him with a look of pure, worshipful amazement as he pounded her pussy like a pro, tears pouring out of her eyes from the sheer perfection of the moment. She'd been calling the shots all night, but now he was in command, and she was enraptured. Utterly enraptured.And I guess I was enraptured too. They both amazed me. I felt like a pathetic troll compared to these guys. If any two people on earth were made to fuck each other, it was Troy and Briona, goddamn it! He fucked her that way longer than I could ever have done, but he finally began to grunt and stiffen with impending release.Briona moaned, “Oh yeah. Cum inside me. I want to feel you cumming inside me. Oh god, yes, I can feel it!”The astounding sight of my roommate filling that beautiful, busty nerd's pussy with cum made me blast one final load of semen into my sticky underwear. And as impossible as it may seem, I actually fell asleep immediately afterward. I don't know if they kept fucking or not, but I would have slept through an earthquake at that point. It was probably some sort of psychological defense mechanism. My brain had overloaded with a lethal combination of lust and self-loathing. My only escape was sweet oblivion.Frat Party Invite: “You should go,” said Troy.“Yeah, I agree,” said Briona, cuddling next to him in his bed. “What have you got to lose?”I shrugged. “I don't really know these guys. And I wouldn't know anyone else at the party either.”Briona shrugged, “So what?”Troy added, “And it's at a frat, dude! Think of all that fresh young sorority pussy!”Briona slapped his arm, hard enough to make him squeal. “Shut up, you big dumb ape!”Troy pouted adorably, nursing his arm. “Sorry Bree.”“Oh, did I hurt you, baby?” Then she gently, lovingly kissed his arm, as he looked at her enraptured.They'd only been together for two weeks, but the change she'd had on Troy had been amazing. He'd stopped trolling for chicks, even though she hadn't asked him to. And when the two of them weren't over at her apartment fucking like rabbits, she was over at our room studying with me! It worked out for all three of us because our studying together encouraged him to do his own homework, so his grades began to improve as well.Just in case you're wondering, Briona had no idea that I'd been awake the night she fucked him. In fact, when she found out that I was his roommate, she nearly had a heart attack, but I pretended his ‘acne medicine' story was true. There are some acne medicines that cause drowsiness, although I'd been off them for over a year. Still, I kept up the charade, secretly hoping that she might fuck him again while I ‘slept'. But apparently the night she came over her cousin had been visiting, so her apartment wasn't empty. That wasn't true any longer, so I hadn't seen hide nor hair of her pussy since that wonderful night, and I probably never would again.But that was okay. She was fast becoming one of my best friends. The fact that I'd seen her totally naked, riding my roommate's cock while she cursed like a whore, didn't diminish my fondness or admiration for her one tiny bit. It actually opened my eyes up to my own naïve ideas about sexuality. I realized that sex isn't just for sluts and dopes, but for smart people too. People like Briona, and people like me! It finally dawned on me that everybody in the world had sex, and every woman, however shy she may seem, had a secret tiger in her, just waiting to be discovered and unleashed.As for Troy, he was still a bit of an asshole, but he treated Briona like a princess. He was honestly in love. So much so that it frightened him a bit. After I told him that she was a genius, he started to worry that she'd lose interest in him, so he worked extra hard to earn her love. But I'd seen him fucking her. As long as he kept slaying her pussy like that, he had nothing to worry about.Briona asked, “Who are these guys again?”“Roland Rawlings and Joseph, something, I forget his last name. They're in Tau Sigma Omicron, I think. I'm in their Astrophysics study group. I guess that's why they invited me to their Oktoberfest party. I can't think of any other reason. I'm certainly not interested in pledging any frats. I don't have that kind of money anyway.”Briona nodded. “Well, I don't know them, but Tau Sigma has a good reputation. If you were pledging, you could do worse. Though Delta Delta is the one that most of the guys in the science department belong to. They have an excellent academics record.”Troy grinned mischievously, saying, “Yeah, but the real question is, does Tau Sigma have a sister sorority, and do they like to fuck nerds?”Briona roared like a lion and started snapping her teeth at him. “I told you to stop it, you dirty little boy! Don't make me bite you!”He stuck his tongue out at her so she leapt on top of him like a jungle cat. I watched them roughhouse with a smile on my face. Troy was much bigger and stronger than her, but he let her pin him with only minimal resistance. That's one of the ways I knew he was smitten with her. She'd literally tamed him. It was really kind of cute.Still straddling Troy, Briona turned to me and said, “No, really, Hans, you ought to go. You don't have anything better to do tonight, do you?”I shrugged. “No, but I don't have a costume. Everyone's supposed to dress up like Germans.”Troy said, “Well, you're German, aren't you? Just go as yourself.”“My grandpa's from Austria, but I don't think that counts as a costume.”Briona smiled, “Oh hey, there's that costume store over in that strip mall next to the Wendy's. I bet they're open for another hour or two. You should run over there and, here, ” She reached into her pocket and pulled out her wallet, then took out sixty dollars, “Go rent a costume.”I put my hand up, “No, no. I can't take your money.”She hopped off Troy and pressed the money into my hands. “Consider it a loan, Hansie. Pay me back when you can.”I looked at the money, and my heart started to beat hard. I'd never gone to a real party before. Or at least not one at a cool fraternity, which I just knew would be chock full of eligible women getting drunk off their asses. I didn't know what to say, but Briona just pulled me off my bed and pushed me toward the door, saying, “You better hurry up before they close! Scoot!”Troy shouted from his bed. “Yeah, get out of here, loser, so I can fuck my girlfriend!”As she was closing the door behind me, I heard her saying to Troy, “Okay mister. You've officially pissed me off. Now you're gonna get bit!”I stood in that hallway for a few minutes, listening to her jungle-cat roars turn into orgasmic groans as they attacked each other in my room, perhaps even on my very bed. It made my cock stir with lust. Since it was unlikely they'd ever do it while I was ‘sleeping' again, eavesdropping at my dorm room door might be the closest I'd ever get. But as fun it was to listen to Briona's dirty talk, her money was burning a hole in my hand, and I knew she'd expect me to have a story to show for it, so I dragged myself away from her beautiful moans, and sweet obscenities.By the time I'd walked to the costume shop, the sun was already setting, and they were just about to close. But the man let me in and showed me his selection of Bavarian costumes. Most of them were cheap, mass-manufactured Halloween costumes, but one was really quite authentic. I should know. I'd been dragged to my fair share of polkas and Oktoberfest celebrations when I was a kid. My parents were proud of their Austrian ancestry, so I could tell an authentic outfit when I saw one. It wasn't cheap, but Briona's money, added to my own pitiful stash, added up to just barely enough to rent it, along with an oversized plastic stein. That was all the money I had for the rest of the month, but I figured, if I'm going to look like a fool, I might as well do it in style. Besides, if I impress those guys, maybe they'll invite me to another party.As I was trying it on, the shop owner said, “You're lucky you're not a woman. A bunch of girls came in here earlier and rented all the Bavarian dresses in the place. Hey, you know what? I bet they're going to the same party as you.” I shrugged, barely hearing him. I was distracted by my own reflection in the mirror. I looked exactly like my grandfather. There was photo of him hanging on our wall back home which was taken when he was a boy in Austria, wearing a costume that was freakishly similar to this: a pair of dark brown lederhosen with suspenders, high socks embroidered with ducks and edelweiss flowers, a loose white peasant shirt and a blue cap with a long feather sticking out the top. My god, I was the spitting image of my grandfather.Suddenly I flashed on the old man. He was the most rakish, hearty, balls-to-the-wall man I'd ever met. He could have eaten ten Troys for breakfast and still had room for seven Brad Pitts. When Grandpa came into a room, everybody smiled. He flirted with all the ladies, even his own relatives, and made every man his buddy. He was amazing, and lived life to the fullest, right up to the very end. I hooked my thumbs in my suspenders, just as he was doing in that old photograph, and grinned, trying to make my eyes twinkle just like his. Damn. I looked more like him than ever. And then I remembered that he had a pockmarked face too. I'd never thought about it before, but he must have had acne as a teenager, the same as me! But he hadn't let that stop him from being a man, and damn it all, I wasn't gonna let it stop me either!I walked proudly to Fraternity Row, dressed in my costume, ignoring the catcalls from passers-by. No, scratch that. I didn't ignore them. Whenever someone laughed or shouted out some obscenity at me, I raised my fake German stein and shouted, “Oktoberfest!” at the top of my lungs, and their jeers turned instantly into cheers. I felt almost as if I was channeling my grandfather's spirit. But I didn't believe in any sort of afterlife, so I knew that my grandfather's spirit didn't exist. No. If anything, it was my grandfather's DNA coursing through my blood, which gave me the gumption to act as if I was the man I wanted to be. That, and the long feather in my cap.I charged into that party as if I owned the place, and stomped all the way into the middle of the room on my big, loud boots. That's when I noticed that I was the only person in sight wearing a costume of any kind. Then I saw the assholes who'd invited me; laughing their asses off. My heart sank, and my cheeks burned bright red. I'd thought I'd left this kind of crap behind me in high school. But I was wrong. You never get too old for a pair of snotty assholes to make you feel like a fool. I refused to give them the pleasure of seeing my embarrassment, so I just smiled and waved, proud of my Bavarian heritage and culture.I was about to make a humiliating retreat from this frat party when I realized, much to my delight, that I wasn't alone. Six freshmen girls, dressed in sexy little Bavarian dresses, filed through the door, drawing fresh gouts of laughter from the assembly. Now I knew who'd rented all the female costumes from the store! Most of the girls looked utterly embarrassed, but one of the girls was shining with confidence. Her sky-blue eyes caught sight of me and a broad grin spread out on her stunningly beautiful, copper-colored face. I'd seen her around the Science Building, but I didn't know her name. All I knew was that she was a freshman, and insanely hot. I considered her so far out of my league that I didn't even daydream about asking her out.She was simply stunning to behold, her lovely tits were perfectly displayed in the snug bodice. Her figure was looking scrumptious, particularly as she made her way through the crowd toward me, smiling from ear to ear. As she came closer, I realized that her costume was the female match for mine. They had the same brown, green and blue fabrics, the same embroidered socks. But instead of the lederhosen and suspenders my costume had, she was wearing a traditional dirndl, which was comprised of a brown skirt, a big green apron, a puffy white blouse, and a bodice with a low front, which was pushing her ample breasts up into a startling display of feminine pulchritude. I mean, this chick's cleavage was epic, and it was wiggling about wonderfully as she clomped toward me in her polka shoes. Her wavy dark brown hair was braided into two long braids that were framing her tits marvelously.Coincidence was once again rearing its ugly head, but this time it seemed to be working in my favor!She shouted in a fake German accent, “Liebchen! Vere haff you been? I've been vorried schick about you!”Then she gave me a big hug and a quick kiss on the lips. I was stunned. That was literally the first kiss of my life, and even though she meant it as a joke, my heart did a total flip flop in my chest, and tingles shot down my spine! Then she took my hand in hers and pulled me toward the other costumed girls, all of whom were adorable, each in their own way. “Come vit me, liebchen. I vant you to meet my freundins!” The girls laughed when they saw that I was wearing the male match of their friend's dirndl. “Girls, girls, I vant you to meet mein freund, Helmutt von Wiener.”Continued in Part Two,Based on a post by CBSummers, for Literotica

Hey kids. This one is a ton of fun there are TWO big TROYS, a new Dig intro and tons of toy talk!   Oh ya, there is a super cringy audio journal from way back in 1999. On this one I spilled my heart out to a girl name Katie and was rebuked... Sad.  Great time this week. Make sure to tell a friend!

On todays podcast, I speak with 1 RAR / Australian Special Forces SASR regiment veteran Troy Simmonds. Troy had a decorated career that included deployments to Somalia, East Timor, Iraq, and Afghanistan, he was also a member of the domestic counterterrorism team TAG West. As a kid, Troy always wanted to join the SAS after being given a book when he was little. Troy joined the army in 1991. Troys dream became a reality when he was selected to join the Perth-based SAS Regiment in 1996. Troy joined the SASR during one of the most operationally active periods of its history. As well, he was a member of TAG for the Sydney Olympics in 2000. In 2008, while in 3 SQN, Troy was the Patrol Commander of the lead patrol in the battle, known as the Battle of Khas Uruzgan, which was one of the bloodiest engagements involving Australian troops during the Afghanistan campaign. Nine in his team of thirteen were wounded in action against a Taliban force of over 150 over the 2-hour battle. It would result in one of Troy's team, Mark Donaldson, being awarded Australia's first Victoria Cross in 40 years. Troy was wounded three times in that furious battle and still has a Taliban bullet in his pelvis today. In 2012, after 22 years of service, Troy discharged from the Army. In post-service life, Troy now works as a Safety manager for an international offshore marine company. Troy was President of the Western Australian branch of the Australian SAS Association. Currently, he is Assistant National Secretary of the SAS Association National Executive. Troy is deeply involved and passionate about the challenges and opportunities faced by veterans. Presenter: Adam Blum Guest: Troy Simmonds Editor: Kyle Watkins

This week the guys gets to sit down with Troy VanDerau. What better way to follow last weeks episode with Leslie than to follow up with her husband Troy? We get to talk about their non profit Heroes Outdoor Therapy {HOT], Cat fishing, and caribou, and how it all began. Plans are being made for a follow up podcast this year on Troys boat. We hope you all enjoy and please look up Heros Outdoors Therapy! Thank younall for tuning in!

Jimmy and troy catch up on current events and Troys take on Trumps policies and which way the country is heading!!! #quietplace #jesus #jesuschrist #jesuslovesyou #suana #speedreading #trump #charlesbarkley #whosafraidofabigblackman

Troy joins us for another movie draft as we select the best films from the 1990s. Indulge!You can find a complete list of all the picks (and see which streaming providers they are available on) here - https://letterboxd.com/lukebyron/list/movie-madness-1990s-draft-picks/Timestamps(00:00) Intro Music(00:14) Rules(04:27) TKs 1st Pick(11:30) Troys 1st Pick(16:50) Lukes 1st Pick(22:30) Lukes 2nd Pick(26:22) Troys 2nd Pick(30:37) TKs 2nd Pick(34:01) TKs 3rd Pick(35:56) Troys 3rd Pick(41:12) Lukes 3rd Pick(45:30) Lukes 4th Pick(54:05) Troys 4th Pick(59:00) TKs 4th Pick(01:01:00) TKs 5th Pick(01:04:35) Troys 5th Pick(01:08:00) Lukes 5th Pick(01:14:00) Lukes 6th Pick(01:19:00) Troys 6th Pick(01:23:00) TKs 6th Pick(01:31:00) TKs 7th Pick(01:32:30) Troys 7th Pick(01:36:32) Lukes 7th Pick(01:39:50) Lukes 8th Pick(01:46:08) Troys 8th Pick(01:48:40) TKs 8th Pick(01:51:04) TKs 9th Pick(01:56:04) Troys 9th Pick(01:58:47) Lukes 9th Pick(02:02:00) Lukes 10th Pick(02:04:00) Troys 10th Pick(02:08:00) TKs 10th Pick(02:09:35) Recapping the Draft and Rounding Up the Decade

Five Clarke County students were named to Troy University's Provost's and Chancellor's lists for the 2024-25 fall semester. Full-time undergraduate students who are registered for at least 12 semester hours are eligible for this honor. Students who have achieved a grade-point average of at least 3.65 qualify for the Provost's List and include Lakeitha Scott of Grove Hill and Jamie Newton of Thomasville. Students earning a grade-point average of 4.0 qualify for the Chancellor's List and those include Zachary Barr of Grove Hill, Ansley Flournoy of Jackson, and Margaret Scarbrough and Hannah Champion of Thomasville.Article Link

The MidPacker Pod is part of the Freetrail network of Podcasts. You can now support the MidPacker Pod on ⁠Patreon⁠. https://www.patreon.com/TheMidPackerPod Make sure you leave us a rating and review wherever you get your pods. Looking for 1:1 Ultra Running Coaching? Check out Troy's Coaching Page https://runtraillife.com/pages/rtl-coaching-services In this episode of Trailing Indicators, hosts Troy Meadows, Corinne Shalvoy, and MVD discuss their experiences at the Fall Classic Ultramarathon and Javelina 100. They delve into the challenges of the race, including the tough course conditions, the importance of nutrition, and the camaraderie within the running community. Troy shares his personal journey through the race, highlighting moments of struggle and triumph, while Corinne and MVD provide insights into their own experiences and the overall atmosphere of the event. In this segment of the conversation, the speakers discuss various ultra-running events, particularly focusing on the California Fall Classic and the Javelina race. They share personal experiences, race strategies, and the importance of community support during races. The conversation highlights the challenges and excitement of preparing for and participating in ultra-marathons, as well as the camaraderie among runners. In this engaging conversation, Troy Meadows and Corinne Shalvoy discuss their experiences during a recent ultramarathon, focusing on race strategies, cooling techniques, pacing dynamics, nutrition management, and the impact of community support. They share memorable moments from the race, insights from the live stream, and the importance of women in sports, highlighting the camaraderie and inspiration found within the ultrarunning community. Corinne's Links @corinne_shalvoyage Corinnes's Coaching Page NEW Women Can Site https://custom.pressio.com/women_can_movement/shop/home Troy's Links @troyontherun Troyontherun.com Troy's Ultra Coaching Page MVD Links @mvd_trailrunner If you enjoy the content, please support our sponsors using the links below. Sponsor Links:  ⁠Run Trail Life⁠ - https://runtraillife.com/ Use code: midpackerpod to double the donation from your purchase.  Visit RunTrailLife.com to check out our line of Hats and Organic cotton T's. ⁠Freetrail⁠ - https://freetrail.com/ Visit Freetrail.com to sign up today. MidPacker Pod Links: ⁠Instagram⁠ | ⁠Patreon⁠ Troy Meadows Links: ⁠Instagram⁠ | ⁠Twitter⁠ | ⁠Website⁠ | ⁠Strava⁠ Freetrail Links:⁠ Freetrail Pro⁠ | ⁠Patreon⁠ | ⁠Instagram⁠ | ⁠Website⁠ | ⁠YouTube ultramarathon, running community, race experience, nutrition strategy, endurance sports, training insights, Javelina, Corinne Shalvoy, Troy Meadows, California Fall Classic, Javelina, ultra running, race preparation, race strategy, community support, running goals, endurance racing, trail running, race experience, ultramarathon, race strategy, cooling techniques, pacing, nutrition, performance, community, live stream, women in sports, ultrarunning

Part 1 of Keeping as tight of a grip as possible on your target and killing him early. We break down Troys approach to hunting the very end of August and beginning of September openers in the mountains. Latitude Outdoors Website: https://www.latitudeoutdoors.com/ Save 15% off on your Next purchase by using the code methodpodcast

#fearTWD #TWDuniverse A search for gas for the island leads to some unexpected reunions. Madison finds out the truth about Nick's death from an unlikely source. Plans to seek out and kill Troy go awry when he takes a hostage. Madison and Troys's need for revenge against each other claims a victim. The truth about Troy's desire for PADRE is revealed. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/fandomhybridpodcast/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/fandomhybridpodcast/support

Today I share an open conversation between myself and Troy. Troy is a very accomplished person with a deep military resume (pathfinder, US Ranger, Sky Hawks Captain,), but he is also now a doctor and continues giving back daily. Chris Kopp from CTOMS linked us up and I'm so grateful for that.Expect to hear our perspective on having a family and balancing it with military life, why we think family is a worthwhile goal, how to do difficult things, and many other topics.If this interests you check out Troys substack:https://www.thedoerofdeeds.com/?utm_source=substack&utm_medium=web&utm_campaign=substack_profile CTOMS:https://ctomsinc.com/I also have physical training programs to help you prepare for the SAR application or SAR selection. Email thesartake@gmail.com for any questions, comments, feedback.additional information at thesartake.comThank you Support the show

With our Super Producer Troy on vacation Trizdon and Ray go without a safety net, and the luxury of editing/music/ quality. The guys talk about Trizdon meeting the Governor and Ray's vacation to Savannah. ****Check out Troys's new youtube channel."Kroger Run" on youtube, he shares shopping tricks and tips for healthy eating and tries to be funny!

Troy Carter shares his experiences and insights as one of the world's greatest talent managers in the music industry, one of the only Black men in Silicon Valley and an early investor and former Global Head of Creator Services at Spotify. He talks about managing artists like Eve and Lady Gaga and shares advice he's received from some of the biggest bosses, such as Steve Jobs. He discusses how Black executives not only can, but need to, advocate for themselves in corporate settings, what it's like to overcome self-doubt and what it takes to build a star. We skipped the segments on this one y'all. This is an episode where, in the words of Troy Carter himself, you just need to shut up and listen. 00:03:13 - Troy Carter talks ADHD, modern day school systems 00:04:34 - Troy Carter on his early music beginnings and learning from Will Smith 00:09:22 - Troy speaks on managing Eve and what he learned from Beyonce's dad 00:11:17 - Some of the best advice Troy ever received 00:14:03 - Ray and Troy on leveling up your energy 00:19:18 - Advice Troy Carter gave Ray Daniels after leaving Interscope 00:24:42 - Troy on how Black executives can advocate for themselves in corporate settings 00:27:43 - Troy talks working in the pop industry as a Black man and managing Lady Gaga during her early career 00:31:28 - Troy shares his experiences and what he learned being one of the only Black men in Silicon Valley 00:35:37 - Troy Carter talks about understanding generational trauma and being a steward for future generational success 00:40:53 - Troy on normalizing and overcoming self doubt 00:53:31 - Troys on consistency and character 00:57:04 - Ray Daniels on the difference between talking to yourself and listening to yourself 01:02:33 - Troy Carter talks being an early investor in Spotify and building out their Creator Services 01:14:57 - What Troy Carter sees for the future of the music industry 01:26:33 - Ray and Troy discuss what it takes to build a star 01:32:11 - How to leverage new tech as an upcoming artist 01:36:49 - Troy Carter shares a conversation he had with Steve Jobs

Tonight we are talking about alien abductions and we have 2 stories, one is a doozy! Also we read Troys special notes.

Get your Ligue 1 Matchday 20 best bets from Betting Weekly: Extra Time. Nigel Seeley, Steve Wyss, and James Eastham offer insights and picks for Lens v Troys, Lyon v Ajaccio, Lyon v Ajaccio, Strasbourg v Toulouse, and Reims v PSG. They'll also look at the future markets at the halfway point of the season and make their picks.

The boys are back from the Marty Ray Project Concert and ready to talk business. Check out their website: lifefromthepatio.comCheck us out on YouTube: youtube.com/@lifefromthepatioBiden Confidential Documents Frog Balls Fauci and NIH NIL contracts gone bad steven crowder cisgender

These words can change your perspective. This is a powerful message of love. You have spent your life question the status quo and noticing injustice. We are products of our programming and experiences.  How can we let go of relationships, pain and suffering. We talk about it all! Lifetime spiritual voyager, businessman and yogi, Troy Haded. Join us in a deep conversation about conditioning and why he believes everything comes back to God and love. Look at what you believe and question why?  How he knows he is close to Christ. How to know God and the difference between knowing God and being told what God is are two very different things. Each individual really things about their own relationship to God and define what that means to them.To know better is a privilege. His biggest privilege was to be loved. Why is forgiveness unenviable? “Our mistakes are actually divine intelligence” Those are moments for someone else to learn and grow. The idea that we are a part of each other curriculum and sometimes that means losing someone we love so send them on their trajectory. The freedom to be who they are at every moment. It's important to question everything we know. How beliefs and opinions can lock us into a box. How flat earth may be a belief or the truth, who knows. What is this human experience? Maybe it's knowing one thing for sure, we are absolutely clueless and live in that space for awhile.  Maybe our human experience is really a school. Why it's important to make accountability accessible so people are able to own their shortcomings and grow from them. Troys's Website BeyondYogaTV.com Julie's Book Julie's Website: https://www.youneedapeptalk.comSupport the showLink to Support this Channel: https://www.buzzsprout.com/2153284/supporters/newJulie's Book: https://amzn.to/3K2ZS05Julie's Website for transcripts and more information, comments or requests: https://lifeofloveandjoy.com

A fun interview tonight with Elizabeth Perkins and Mr. Troy Sikes from KICKS Christian Karate School. How God equipped Elizabeth from the start, and Troys testimony in how God opened doors of opportunities for him. How is playing a role in the lives of students and families that attend KICKS. A story of trust, love, passion, faith and overcoming fears. Jeremiah 29:11

In this episode, Gary speaks with CCN Trainer & Coach, Troy Timmer. Troy talks about CCN's proprietary 5P Sales Process and how it has significantly improved close rates for contracting companies. Troy delivers a comprehensive 3-day streaming Sales Mastery training on a monthly basis. He also delivers in-person sales workshops. Troys provides a great overview on why CCN's 5P Sales Process is “best in class” and why thousands of contractors he has trained over the years have embraced this process. If you are a contractor looking to grow your sales, you will not want to miss this episode.

Troy Farmers Market offers specialty food from local farmers and producers this holiday season. Hudson Mohawk Magazine's Andrea Cunliffe brings you to the market and samples some of the seasonal special offerings this holiday season.

Link to bioRxiv paper: http://biorxiv.org/cgi/content/short/2022.11.18.516878v1?rss=1 Authors: Hu, J., Serra-Picamal, X., Bakker, G.-J., Troys, M. V., Winograd-katz, S., Ege, N., Gong, X., Didan, Y., Grosheva, I., Polansky, O., Bakkali, K., Hamme, E. V., Erp, M. v., Vullings, M., Weiss, F., Clucas, J., Dowbaj, A. M., Sahai, E., Ampe, C., Geiger, B., Friedl, P., Bottai, M., Stromblad, S. Abstract: High-content image-based cell phenotyping provides fundamental insights in a broad variety of life science areas. Striving for accurate conclusions and meaningful impact demands high reproducibility standards, even more importantly with the advent of data sharing initiatives. However, the sources and degree of biological and technical variability, and thus the reproducibility and usefulness of meta-analysis of results from live-cell microscopy have not been systematically investigated. Here, using high content data describing features of cell migration and morphology, we determine the sources of variability across different scales, including between laboratories, persons, experiments, technical repeats, cells and time points. Significant technical variability occurred between laboratories, providing low value to direct meta-analysis on the data from different laboratories. However, batch effect removal markedly improved the possibility to combine image-based datasets of perturbation experiments. Thus, reproducible quantitative high-content cell image data and meta-analysis depend on standardized procedures and batch correction applied to studies of perturbation effects. Copy rights belong to original authors. Visit the link for more info Podcast created by Paper Player, LLC

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In this weeks episode, Aaran goes through a “Julius Squeezers” match, seed pooping fish, Troy is shocked by Irn Bru sausages AND MUCH MUCH MORE! Also you can now catch Troys reaction to Aarans awfulness over on our YouTube!!!

Troy Seymour is the assistant coach at Oswego State, a SUNY school in New York. Troy was a 2x NYS place winner in high school and NHSCA Junior National Finalist. Troys wrestling began in a rich wrestling program at Peru HS in northern NY his journey led him to Wyoming Seminary, North Carolina State, and finally Oswego State where he has been for the past 7 years. Instagram- oswegowrestle Facebook- Oswego State Wrestling Twitter- @OswegoWrestle If you've enjoyed this podcast be sure to leave a 5 star rate and review on Apple Podcasts and subscribe to this podcast!

this is a demo of a game being worked on called troy's quest you can follow easy to play games on twitter at OneButtonGames1 then you'll be kept informed of all games he's working on --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/harmonicaplayer/message

Happy Black history Month, in the final seconds of the shot clock for black history month Chads guest is one of two black men that are willing to call him a friend. Troy Solomon Joins the Worst podcast and brings the heat. This is a great episode because the boys bullshit for so long and so easily that Chad almost forgets there is a formula to this show. The boys talk about a Canadian Rubik's cube loving virgin, Jeff Bezos' floating pussy palace, and end it with finding out Troys worsts.like. rate. review. and fucking subscribe.

Jarch from Tik Tok joins us for a dribble & a yarn. This week's podcast proudly brought to you by: Bloke in a Bar beer, check out their store locator here: https://blokeinabar.com/pages/store-locator Swysh, enjoy 10% off your Valentine's Day purchase here: https://heyswysh.com/?utm_source=Hello+Sport&utm_medium=Podcast&utm_campaign=Link 0:00 - Jacob from Twilight 13:05 - Jarchy from Tik Tok 19:36 - Trendsetters 25:38 Junkies 33:22 - Humble Beginnings 47:25 - Bathurst days 59:19 - Chinless 01:03:47 - Streets of Sydney 01:14:00 - Alumni 01:22:10 - UFC 01:30:35 - Trolls 01:34:00 - Troys

This week we are off to the pub for a couple of cheeky birthday drinks to celebrate Troys 21st!Mixology Certification sees us resise its Troys 21ts birthday not just his 20th!as Troy is now of age its time to go to a bar but which one? Jeff and Britta are in charge of selecting the establishment but end up arguing over the best bar in town...all night.They do end up at a bar that used to be the regular watering hole in a past life of Shirley, meanwhile, Annie needs a fake ID to get in and adopts their personality for the night and Abed makes a new friend who wants something more than friendship!what could go wrong? find out our thoughts here.This episode is brought to you by our sponsor DG Pop Customs!Simply search “DG Pop Customs” on your favourite social media platform, to explore the hundreds of figures Dennis has made, or find inspiration for your own. He may be stateside, but he's always on YOUR side when it comes to making your Pop! dreams come true.And be sure to mention GHP, so he knows who sent ya 

Tonight on We Are Paradox Medias "Late Night in the Rockies" Weekend Host TessaTNT is joined by Troy Trone. This evening we will be discussing many of Troys paranormal, supernatural and UFO experiences.

S4E2: Fatherhood Faceplants with Troy MangumTroy Mangum is an author (Fatherhood Faceplants), speaker, podcaster (The Kindling Fire) and men's advocate. Creator of Hocoka Men,- (an initiation experience for young men). He is also a Lumbee Indian tribal member. Troy lives in Raleigh, North Carolina with wife Kathy. He has two sons, two daughters and one son-in-law.A former YWAM missionary, hardcore punk singer, substance abuse counselor, busker, long boarder, exotic fruit farmer, vert skater, singer-songwriter, software engineering manager, traveling hitchhiker and seminary dropout. Troys's challenge:Go to your kids and say, "hey, as your dad, is there anything that I need to make right with you? Something that I've done that I just am not aware of. Maybe something I said, the way that I looked, or anything at all, because I want to make sure I can make it right." And just go on that adventure with your kids. “The Lord helped me understand that the path for me was learning how to be a family man, how to be adad, and how to be a good husband. Had God said yes to me in years prior... my marriage would have blown up, and I would have blown up." - Troy MangumToday on the show:FatherhoodListening to God's invitation into adventureGo slow and steady so your kids have a place to come home toGod provides increase without regret. He grows us in trainingDon't get so impressed with yourself Mentioned resources:Fatherhood Faceplants bookHocoka Men Connect with Troy:WebsiteInstagram Thanks for tuning in!Thanks for joining us on today's episode of the Anthem of the Adventurer podcast! If you enjoyed today's episode, please head over to iTunes and leave us a rate and review to help us reach even more adventurous souls. Don't forget to check out our website, visit us on Facebook, or hang out with us on Instagram to stay up-to-date on the adventures we're having! To incorporate some more adventure into your life, check out The Adventure Challenge and use the promo code DAN10 to get 10% off your first order!

The Goonies Welcome to The Guys Review, where we review media, products and experiences.  **READ APPLE REVIEWS/Fan Mail**Mention Twitter DM group - like pinned tweetRead emails  The Goonies Directed by:  Richard Donner  Screenplay by Chris Columbus, based on a story by executive producer Steven Spielberg Starring: Sean AstinJosh BrolinJeff CohenCorey FeldmanKerri GreenMartha PlimptonKe Huy Quan Released June 7th, 1985 Budget: $19M ($48M 2021) Box Office: $124M ($313.1M 2021) worldwide Ratings:   IMDb 7.8/10 Rotten Tomatoes 76%Metacritic 62% Google Users 90% In 2017, the film was selected for preservation in the United States National Film Registry by the Library of Congress as being "culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant" First time you saw the movie? Plot:The film opens in prison with one of the Fratelli brothers faking his own suicide; meanwhile, momma and the other brother are waiting outside. They take off in a jeep and are involved in a high speed pursuit. As they chase them through town, we're slowly introduced to the other characters, Andy, Mouth, Chunk, Stef, Data. Eventually reaching a beach and a 4x4 race. It fades to the Walshs house, and Mikey complaining about nothing ever happening. Mouth arrives at the house and makes some random Rocky references, and makes fun of Young Thanos, I mean Brand not passing his driving exam, on their last weekend together. Chunk arrives, and has to do the truffle shuffle before waiting on a Rube Goldberg machine to open the gate... Which is dumb. Esp the part with the chicken. Can't scare a chicken to lay an egg. Data ziplines over, ends up causing Chunk to break the statue of Davids dick off. Mrs. Walsh comes home with Rosalita to help pack their house, and she enlists Mouth to translate into Spanish, which he does, but with the wrong information. The kids go into the attic and go through whatever stuff is there, with an immediate thunder storm that somehow popped up. Mikey finds a map and they recount the legend of One Eye Willy... Which is the same story I told in college about my one eyed willy. They then find an article about Chester Copperpot, who claimed to have a key to the treasure. Mikey proposes finding the treasure so they don't have to leave the Goondocks. They tie up Brand and go off to try and follow the treasure map... Thankfully that popup thunderstorm, that served no purpose, has passed. Brand escapes, and borrows a neighbor girls bike, and is then sent over a cliff when Troy in a mustang grabs onto him, and takes off. The boys follow the instructions to an abandoned restaurant, but it turns out the Fratellis are in the restaurant, too. They catch the boys, and mess with them, but Mikey keeps trying to search for the treasure, when Mikey hears something and finds one fo the brothers trying to feed a disfigured person... As he runs back upstairs, Brand grabs him, carries him out with momma Fratelli closing the door behind them, declaring "kids suck." S:
-How did Corey Feldman turn out so fucked up, and Sean Astin seems pretty normal.-How do you fail your driving test? I backed into a trash can and still passed.-For Chunk to be so paranoid outside the restaurant, why does he just go walking around by himself?-Momma Fratelli is 56 years old... Jesus. Rough looking. After watching the Fratellis load "restaurant trash" into their jeep, Mike convinces everyone to stay and keep following the map. Andy and Steph show up, scaring the group, telling them they followed them. Andy abandoned Troy and now seems she wants to get with Brand... In the restaurant, they move down stairs and sneak a peak at the disfigured person...and Andy and Brand are just trying to get their fuck on... Like, constantly. In the hall, in the room the fall in. Chunk breaks a water cooler bottle, and they can hear the water running down somewhere... oh wait, that's just Andys panties around Brand. Anyway, as they look below the fireplace, Data turns on printing press thats making counterfeit money. Chunk smells ice cream, and they find a body in the freezer. The the Fratellis come back, so they load the body back in the freezer, with Chunk behind it. The rest of them escape under the fireplace. Chunk finally escapes to get the police, as the group descends into the tunnel... Chunk flags down a car, that turns out to be the Fratellis and is captured. The group find pipes, and try to bang on them to get help, but it messes up the pressure at the Astoria country club, sending Troy through the ceiling on the toilet... Which I felt like I could've done a few weeks ago, human liquid rocket. Chunk starts spilling his guts about everything... A few years from then, he'd probably end up telling them some fucked up jerk off stories. The group finds a skeleton they determine to be Chester Copperpot, crushed by a trap set by MY one eyed Willy... or the one eyed willy... Whichever. While checking the body, Mikey accidentally sets off the trap that killed Copperpot. As they escape, they release some bats, that then escape to the Fratellis hide out, proving to them Chunk told the truth where everyone else went. The group comes to a waterfall with, what they think is the treasure, but it turns out to be the wishing well. Mouth then takes his wish back. Above, Troy is shown making a wish to "make it" with Andy. Chunk is put in the room with the Fratellis third brother as they go down below the fireplace. Mike gives a super compelling speech, and they decide to keep going, meanwhile, Chunk starts to make a connection to Sloth with a baby ruth. S:-This movie moves pretty fast.-How did the one stone drop and kill Copperpot, but not the others?-In the wishing well, where did the waterfall come from?-Sloth wearing the Raiders shirt, John Matuszak played for the Raiders. The Goonies continue moving forward, using the key they found, and set off another trap, which Data almost falls to his death. Chunk finally calls the police, but Sloth takes off after everyone down below the fireplace. The group splits up to use the bathroom; Andy calls to Brand, who sends Mikey and Andy unknowingly kisses him... Very similar to how Tucker lost his virginity to his Uncle in the bathroom. The Fratellis are catching up to the kids... They arrive to a log over a river/creek as they make their way across and find themselves in a room with a bone organ... Heh heh. Bone organ. The Fratellis try to cross the bridge, and slip and rack their nuts. As Andy starts to play the organ... and not Brands for a change... The floor is shown to be a fall away floor if they get a note wrong... but a door opens as they get the right one... They eventually escape down a water slide in to a large cave with a ship WAY bigger than my one eyed willy needs... But I'm not complaining... or compensating like Tucker and his F150. They climb aboard and start investigating, looking for the treasure. In the armory, Mikey is pushed through a trap door into the captains room, and he finally talks to the REAL one eyed willy... which if it were mine, it would probably be a felony now considering his age. Mikey has an emotional moment with his one eyed Willy, which everyone sees and it's awkward for a minute... but they move on to start taking the treasure when the Fratellis show up and capture them. As they're making the kids walk the plank, Chunk and Sloth show up and save the kids. As they swim to safety, Sloth fights with his brothers...Andy and Brand finally kiss, which lucky for her she's already in water, so no need to sandbag around her. Momma Fratelli tries to sooth Sloth, which backfires, and he throws her off the plank. The kids abandon the treasure to escape, and the Fratellis continue to fight each other, but go to find the gold. Momma Fratelli then thanks the Willy... Which every woman should do after being satisfied by a willy. The kids start a cave in using dynamite to escape, but Sloth helps them. One of Willies last booby traps is set off, pulling up the anchor on the ship... as the Goonies emerge from the cave, they're found by police, and all the parents come to get them on the beach. Joyous reunions all around. Mouth and Steph have a moment... Andy gives Mikey some shade, something about "parts that dont work so well" bc apparently he didn't get a hard on when kissing her earlier? Was she expecting a pocket rocket digging into her thigh? The Fratellis then emerge, and the Goonies all go to defend Sloth. Troys dad then starts to make Mikeys dad sign paperwork to sell their house, Rosalita finds Mikes bag with really fake, plastic jewels, which leads his dad to tear the contract up. As the Goonies are talking to the media, the pirate ship comes sailing out of the cave... They all watch, and Mike thanks the Willy... Cue credits. S:-What is holding up the floor in the organ room? How does it know what/how to drop the floor? Yay movie magic.-If the Fratellis were real, all of those kids would've been dead LONG ago. Gotta love the 80's trope of the 'good' bad guys.-It's cool that they really built the set... they didn't let the kids see it until they filmed it, to get a genuine reaction.-I wonder if John Matuszak got tired of "HEY YOU GUYS" or if he knew it would be as big as it is/was.-You'd think a 300+ year old boat may have a few leaks, rot, or not be totally sea worthy.  Web: https://theguysreview.simplecast.com/EM: theguysreviewpod@gmail.comIG: @TheGuysReviewPodTW: @The_GuysReviewFB: https://facebook.com/TheGuysReviewPod/

As a freelancer you've definitely heard stories of people who went from making $2-3K to $10K a month (or more!) in just a short period of time... If you're wondering who those people are and how you can use their secrets to scale your income to 7 figures or more too… You CAN'T miss episode 42 of The Road to a Billion with Stefan Georgi… The call-in show where YOU get to ask him questions about copywriting, freelancing, relationships, scaling offers, entrepreneurship, mindset, and more! In this episode, Stefan is joined by business consultant, offer owner, and email paramedic, Troy Ericson. Troy and Stefan first met back in 2019 when Troy was, at the age of 23, making $4-6K per month freelancing. Then, in 2020 he joined Stefan's Copy Accelerator program and started averaging $30K a month! Today, he's having $100k+ months as an Email List Management & Deliverability Consultant to 8 & 9 figure brands like Traffic & Funnels, V-Shred, Snow Teeth Whitening, Strategic Profits, and more… And in this episode we dig deep into the details of Troy's journey and the steps it took to go from novice freelancer to copywriting mentor, and how he helps entrepreneurs take their email lists to over 6 Figures a month! Here's a glimpse of the exclusive insights you are about to discover: • How to go from one-off projects to increasing your prices and removing the stress of retaining clients as a freelancer • The dangerous habit of equating your value to your income and the devastating effects it has on your mindset • The ‘whirlwind' that challenges highly successful freelancers and how to manage it so you can continue to scale ------- How can you be the NEXT person to be featured in an episode and get YOUR questions answered too? “The Road to a Billion” Radio Show airs Thursdays at 10 am PST… Join Stefan's email list to get the registration link for future shows, plus lots of other updates and opportunities you won't find anywhere else. Sign up here: https://www.youtube.com/redirect?event=video_description&redir_token=QUFFLUhqbkJsc1Bhc2VvNGJCR0FqbXJzWldublBFQkxOZ3xBQ3Jtc0trakYtc1A4T3NQMDJKRlozWUs0Yk5PcERfODA2bjZZT3NndHlDM3dWQnVCMUg2VkJMY2VDQWpwV01EeWk1MWdhVmpObHhjTHF4R3M1OUN1ZTc3R1RIbU9RYW5ZUUNNcDFtUHRFdkJvMXo1VFRyWTRvRQ&q=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.stefanpaulgeorgi.com%2Fsubscribe%2F (https://www.stefanpaulgeorgi.com/subs...) Make sure to subscribe to Stefan's YouTube channel to get notified about new episodes the moment they're released... https://www.youtube.com/redirect?event=video_description&redir_token=QUFFLUhqbXhBdTFrcXhzeHFlVjNGeUVaX3pMaUxhcHgxd3xBQ3Jtc0tubzk2Z0Q1Y2tmaVkzeEFrSS1CQkJvTHRfLUpaZVhzRWxONUJGWVE3MFFGRGpDWW9qNE80NDdoeDVvWVMzbmo5b1d5YXhhQWxlcEhCYzNEeVNmcXQ2end0cjAyWlN2UkdnRmtuNDhnUGhuTlZmTjRqaw&q=https%3A%2F%2Fbit.ly%2FSubscribeStefanGeorgiYT (https://bit.ly/SubscribeStefanGeorgiYT) And if you enjoyed this episode, we would LOVE it if you'd let us know with a ‘Like' and comment! Show notes How an unusual case of the yips lead to Troys start as a copywriter If ‘the yips' affects athletic performance, can it affect copywriting performance? How you can use ‘‘Response-ability' to turn any problem into a positive experience How to increase your income by thousands and secure your job through email list management How Troy's refusal to be fired turned into his first successful email gig THIS is what it takes to create an irresistible offer that clients can't say no to The best ways to connect with Troy When choosing a direction, is it better to be a freelancer or an offer owner? Why responsiveness is key to successful freelancing The secret behind Alex Becker's powerful 3-day dopamine detox theory Why you should check out Troy's Email Secrets Mastermind TODAY The big thing most freelancers forget to consider when accepting a high paying job offer If you've just landed a new email client, THIS is where you need to start to make a big impact Do you have to accept some level...

The tag team of Ginger & Sal are here this week to take you through this weeks go home episode of NXT. Some amazing news is discussed for Troys favorite WWE hall of famers, a special guest appears, and the duo give their predictions for NXT In Your House. So strap in and strap on ladies and gentlemen this is the NXT Rundown! --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/rundownwrestling/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/rundownwrestling/support

This week we are back with Troy, Lucas is still gone but we dive into Troys new purchase which cost him and arm and leg. Then we go into some accidental cannibalism and find out how much human we are comfortable eating and how wrong it would be for a volunteer to do it. We land this bad boy with some dad life stuff and what we have planned for the future and the ending is something that you are def not going to want to miss. Don't forget to LIKE, SUBSCRIBE, and SHARE FOLLOW US ON SOCIAL MEDIA INSTAGRAM https://www.instagram.com/2dummiespodcast/ FACEBOOK https://m.facebook.com/2dummiespodcast/?ref=py_c REDDIT https://www.reddit.com/r/2DummiesPodcast/ TWITTER @2_dummies MUSIC BY We Love Punk Rock by WinnieTheMoog Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/6369-we-love-punk-rock License: https://filmmusic.io/standard-license --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/2dummiespodcast/support

We sit down and talk with Troy Donovan, a specialist facade designer based in Sydney Australia, Troy explains how the connection between machining and Architecture is a lot closer than you thought, we also discuss the intricacies of creating extrusion dies and of course Troy has to answer the now infamous John Wick question! If you would like to see more of Troys work then you can find him on Instagram @the_donnies Welcome to Machinist Therapy Hotline

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On this weeks Part 1 episode, Rollski and Co. are joined by Troy and Roush to have an open discussion around the table. Topics of the night are Marshawn Lynch drinking Hennessy before games, Troys fandom of Battle Bots, the iPhones we never had when we were young, tiger attacks, college experiences, and much more. Tune in for Part 2 on Thursday! Enjoy. To be apart of the next episode you can send us questions to sipnservepod@gmail.com or Call us on our Sip N Serve Hotline 740-720-3537  Like and Follow us on our Facebook Page: Sip N Serve Pod Twitter: SipNServePod Instagram: sipnservepod It would help us out a ton if you would RATE, REVIEW, AND SUBSCRIBE! Keep on sippin'       

ON THIS WEEK'S EPISODE:Gif and JifsMen's health month Dean gives his cheap prostate exam adviseCultural differences and pesos for pee rightsWeird stuff you discover during sleepovers Lot's of favorites this episode starting with dessert snacks, breakfast, more video games and even more cereal....We are then joined by special guest Chris Wiseman aka Captain Red Beard from Readbeard Tv https://www.twitch.tv/redbeard_tvFinally we end with our newest segment Troys topic of the weekSupport the show (https://twitter.com/GuDVIBESpodcast?s=20)

Wall St Bound founder- former equities & prop trader Troy Prince- joins forces with Stocktwits and its co-founder Howard Lindzon; to host Stocktwits first ever charity poker tournament to raise money for Troy's non-profit Wall Street Bound. In this episode, current market and trading climate is discussed; the resiliency of the market, despite the hardships of 2020; Troys mission with Wall Street Bound; and the over emphasis on the technical side of tradingLinks to donate, and/or participate in Stocktwits 1st ever charity poker tournament: https://www.wallstreetbound.org/https://chipsforcharity.stocktwits.com/ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------If you'd like to trade alongside JJ, Ray & a supportive community of traders, join them at www.microefutures.com

Its a 2 game win streak and the boys are back to break it all down. From Dalvins domination to multiple blocked punts they give out Teddys and Troys before breaking down the weekly NFL lines.

Troy moved to Elkhart at a young age by way of Arizona. His mom was connected to a family farm in Morton County and they moved there to take care of a family member. Troy made some friends, kept quiet and eventually landed himself in a marriage at the age of 18 with a child on the way. Troy stayed in this union for 5 years until he was informed that he was not the father of his child. Troy had to move on and put the pieces together. He sought refuge in the comfort of his friends and his father whom he remained close with until his passing. Troy also got into online gaming which helped his mental well being tremendously. Troy talks about how he met his wife at a sandwich shop and how they pretty much hit it off. They had 2 daughters together and his wife had 2 already. Both of Troys children had difficult births. Very premature. Troy seems to be doing well for himself. He has a great job in the oil and natural gas field, a awesome family and a really cool gaming channel. Search for "Get Owned Gaming" on facebook to watch Troys streams. This interview was a blast. It took me 30 years to get to know a guy who lived in the same county as me. I love it. This is a Back Home Media Production. Music by: Kelpie & Grammar Tree

The boys are back to talk about a beat down at the hands of the Colts. They hand out Troys to nearly everyone involved in this disaster while giving out single Teddy. After discussing all aspects of that pathetic performance they hit the lines and preview the week 3 slate. 

The boys are back to break down a crushing loss against the Packers. They hand out the Teddys and Troys of the game and go thru every aspect of the loss. After that they hit the week 2 lines before previewing the Vikings at Colts. 

Welcome to another edition of Scrabble Dabble Doo featuring the uncommon 5 letter "Q" and "R" words...hope you are getting ready to burst out of your Shelter-In-Place orders soon and get back to the Scrabble table. I know that might still be a bit of time, making this the perfect time to study. Feedback on this show or others? email me at gopostal24@gmail.com and let me know what you like, what you don't, and because I am such a people pleaser, I will undoubtedly comply. Also, if you had a show topic you would like me to do, also let me know what might be helpful. Here are the uncommon 5's Q & R edition: QUBIT QUOLL QUIPU QAJAQ QIBLA NIQAB QUEAN QUATE QAPIK SQUEQ QURSH QUIRT RABAT RAYAH RAITA, ATRIA, RIATA, TIARA RAMAL, ALARM, MALAR RATAN, ANTRA RUANA RABIC, BARIC RANCE, CANER, CRANE, NACRE RACON, ACORN, NARCO REDIA, AIRED, AIDER, DEAIR, IRADE REDAN, DENAR RANID, DINAR, DRAIN, NADIR RAKEE RAMEE, AMEER RAZEE REGMA, GAMER, MARGE REGNA, ANGER, RANGE ARGUE, AUGER, RUGAE RAPHE RATHE, EARTH, HATER, HEART RAMIE, AIMER RAJES RALES, ARLES, EARLS, LARES, LASER, LEARS SERAL, REALS REMAN, NAMER, RAMEN RAMET, ARMET, MATER, TAMER REWAN RAVEY RHYTA RAKIS, KRAIS RIYAL, LAIRY RAMIN, INARM RIANT, TRAIN RAVIN, INVAR RAWIN RAKUS RAWLY RAMMY RAMUS, ARUMS, MURAS RIBBY RUBBY REBEC RIBES, BIERS, BIRSE, BRIES ROBLE RHOMB RHUMB RUBLI RUBUS RECCE RUCHE RECIT, RECTI, CITER, TRICE RECTO ROTCH, TORCH RUNIC, INCUR REDED, DREED REDDY REDIP, PRIDE, PRIED, RIPED RESID, SIRED, DRIES RIDES RIVED, DRIVE, DIVER RYKED REDLY RYNDS REFEL, FLEER REGIE REGES, GREES, EGERS, SERGE REHEM, RHEME RETEM, METER, METRE, REMET REMEX RENTE, ENTER, TERNE, TREEN RUFFE RIFER, FIRER, FRIER RENIG, REIGN REORG, ROGER RHEUM RILEY RIMER RENIN, INNER, NINER REPIN, PINER RYKES, YERKS ROWEL, LOWER RUMEN ROVEN ROSET, STORE, TORES, TORSE, ROTES ROTTE, OTTER, TORTE, TOTER REPPS, PERPS, PREPS RUFFS RISHI ROSHI RUKHS ROUTH ROWTH, WHORT, THROW, WROTH, WORTH RUTIN RISUS RUMLY ROTLS ROUPY RYOTS, STORY, TROYS, TYROS, STROY

TalKCDL is the Number One Trucking Podcast on planet Earth. This isn't just our claim but yours also. NEO Secret trucker. Have you ever heard of a trucking job that involved guns and a badge? We interviewed a trucker that has a top secret trucking job. His job involves trucking across america with a team partner. He is not allowed to post any pictures of his truck or himself in his uniform on any social media pages. It is mandatory that he carriers a sidearm and a rifle in his semi cab. The truck has bullet proof glass and the windows only go down about 3 inches. The job requires their drivers to stay on the road for at least 5 weeks at a time. We are not allowed to mention the company name and the identification of the driver was not allowed to be given out. This is one of those trucking jobs that require allot from their drivers but the rewards are very fruitful. This job has a salary of $80K to $100K per year and the trucks that are assigned to their drivers are Peterbilt 389's. This is just one of those jobs you hear about on the CB that everyone knows everything about it but they really know nothing about it. Qualifying for this job. In order to be considered you must have at least 24 months experience with a semi truck. You just have a clean record and you must have good references. This company only hires the best. That is if you can find out who they are and where they are located. They are so secret that we were not given the information needed to apply with them. The company does not allow dash cams being the customers they haul to forbids the recording of anything on their high clearance properties. https://www.google.com/search?client=safari&rls=en&sxsrf=ALeKk03RPLCkbbqBkNIoy8Zi9M0NBxcLgA:1589764974593&q=federal+government+truck+driving+jobs&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjat9iEoLzpAhUNVN8KHYweCz8Q1QIoAHoECAsQAQ&biw=1264&bih=745http://talkcdl.com/s2e22-trucking-company-makes-a-mistake-watch-what-you-say-on-facebook/http://talkcdl.com/big-carrier-stats-including-fatalities/http://talkcdl.com/cameras-phone-interview-inward-facing-cameras-in-semi-trucks/http://talkcdl.com/s2e27-truckers-face-off-with-protesters/http://talkcdl.com/truckers-starting-a-fleet/http://talkcdl.com/brokers-trucking-and-more/http://talkcdl.com/d-o-t-gives-advice-to-truckers-d-o-t/https://www.facebook.com/Foodies-by-Talk-CDL-102404594700177/?modal=admin_todo_tourhttps://www.facebook.com/Troy-Austin-from-Talk-CDL-Trucking-Podcast-108575307445225/https://www.facebook.com/TalkCDLPodcast/ New social media pages TalkCDL has started a few new social media pages. Check out our new cooking channel "Foodies by TalkCDL". We encourage drivers and anyone that likes to cook to send in a video of themselves cooking. We will edit it and post it. Also check out Troys new page "Troy from TalkCDL" or Ruthanns new page "Ruthann from TalkCDL". NEO Secret Trucker

With everyone hopefully laying on the couch at home we thought this was the perfect time to check in with our Gen X heroes of REALITY BITES. Jessi joins Dave and Mike to share her thanks that her glory days of dating the likes of Troys (defined here in iconic fashion by Ethan Hawke) are over while one host is insistent upon tough love from Janeane Garofalo being just what Winona Ryder needs (the right host, of course). Then we finish with a list of people one host would like to have sex with (again... the right host). Enjoy! Support what we do with bonus content and early episodes on Patreon Listen on iTunes/Podbean Facebook/Instagram/Twitter: @grandgesturepod Hosts: Dave @DaveAGiannini Mike @warmachinehorse Email us your favorite romantic grand gestures in film at grandgesturepod@gmail.com Theme music by Soft and Furious Intro: "Am I Drunk or in Love" Outro: "I Like the Way You Are Talking to Me"

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I get to hangout with one of the biggest dicks in the service industry, Troy Daughty. In this half of the episode we talk about recent workouts that both of us have been doing, Troys injury and diet he is currently on. This episode was streamed live on: www.youtube.com/douglife