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Are you exhausting yourself chasing dreams that aren't even yours? Twisting yourself into a pretzel trying to become someone you're not? Every year on this planet, you have a choice: become more bitter or grow. But here's the deal—all that trying is actually making you emptier. Stop trying to prove yourself. Start being yourself. In this episode, Tracy explores: * What are you trying to prove and who are you trying to prove it to? * Why "I'll try" is weak energy that keeps you stuck * How to live from your real motivation, not your ego "When you stop trying, you pay attention to the real motivation from your real self—not from your ego, not from your insecurities, not from your state of lack." ~ Tracy Crossley

This is part 3 of a 4-part series I'm doing on Women in the church that originally aired on the Grace Cafe podcast in 2023. In this episode we're going to take a careful look at 1 Corinthians 14:34-40. It's here that the passage says the law commanded women to be silent, therefore, women should not be allowed to speak when the body of Christ is assembled. The problem is, the law doesn't say that and even if it did, we (and the people Paul was writing to) are not under the law, so why does that matter even if it were true? We think there's something else going on here that needs to be talked about, so let's talk.I'm continuing with the topic of women in the church that I started back in episode 108. More specifically, how the institutional church has weaponized certain verses in the New Covenant scriptures and used them against women without fully considering the historical and cultural context. This has resulted in needlessly silencing half of the body of Christ and opened the door wide for abuse of every kind.Other Places You'll Find MeThe Grace Cafe Podcast: https://www.gracecafepodcast.com TikTok https://www.tiktok.com/@unsunday.mikeInstagram https://www.instagram.com/unsundayshowYouTube https://www.youtube.com/c/TheUnSundayShowLeave Me a Rating/Review

In this episode we continue talking about the topic of how the institutional box church misrepresents and misinterprets passages of scripture that mention women in the body of Christ. We take a look at the historical and cultural context of Paul's first letter to Timothy and specifically, 1 Timothy chapter 2. In giving his reasons for writing this letter to Timothy, Paul instructs him to dispel myths that had arisen in the assembly (1 Timothy 1:3-4). In chapter 2 of his letter we see Paul begin to dismantle some of those myths and those myths centered around the worship of the pagan idol, Artemis. The culture in Ephesus was heavily influenced by the worship of Artemis. Artemis was a female goddess of Greek origin and the worship and culture of Artemis was female centric. While males could participate in the worship of Artemis, women were dominate and men had a lesser role (kind of the opposite of what we see today in most churches). Here are some of the myths Paul addresses:In the Ephesian culture, Artemis was looked to as the protector of women in childbirth. Women stood a better chance of Artemis hearing and answering their prayers if they wore expensive clothes and jewelry when petitioning Artemis.Artemis was born before her twin brother Apollo, meaning woman was created before man.We also need to keep in mind these important points:Timothy was not a pastor. There's no indication of that anywhere in Scripture. That's a church history-driven idea that is incorrect.The letters of 1 Timothy, 2 Timothy, and Titus are not "pastoral letters" written to pastors. Calling them pastoral letters is another false assumption delivered to us from church history.The letters to Timothy and Titus are not across-the-board manuals for doing church. They address specific problems that arose in specific locations involving specific people at a specific time. Failure to recognize this and instead promote the false assumption that everything in them is applicable to every generation without regard to the historical and cultural context they were written in, has led to the muzzling of half of the body of Christ.Books mentioned in this episode:Artemis: Virgin Goddess of the Sun and Moon - https://tinyurl.com/2p9cfykcWhat's With Paul and Women? https://tinyurl.com/yp6n47xnI brought this episode over from the Grace Cafe podcast. It's part 2 of a 4-part series I'm re-posting here on the UnSunday Show. The link to the Grace Cafe podcast is below if you would like to see other episodes on this topic.Enjoy!Other Places You'll Find MeThe Grace Cafe Podcast: https://www.gracecafepodcast.com TikTok https://www.tiktok.com/@unsunday.mikeInstagram https://www.instagram.com/unsundayshowYouTube https://www.youtube.com/c/TheUnSundayShowLeave Me a Rating/Review

This is part one of four episodes I'm bringing over from the Grace Cafe podcast on the topic of women in the church and how institutional Christianity uses scripture out of context to silent women. Here's a breakdown of the episodes I'm bringing over:Twisting the Truth: How Church Uses Scripture to Silence Women - Part One (this episode).Twisting the Truth: How Church Uses Scripture to Silence Women - Part Two (next week).Did The Law of Moses Silence Women? A Second Glance at 1 Corinthians 14:34-40Headship and SubmissionThis week and next, explore the question, did Paul command women to be silent in church? This episode is a much needed overview of what the New Testament says about women in the body of Christ. We look at several of the clear passages of scripture to lay a good foundation for this topic before jumping into the sometimes not-so-clear waters of 1 Timothy chapter 2 and 1 Corinthians 14 next time. Grab your favorite beverage and listen in!Other Places You'll Find MeThe Grace Cafe Podcast: https://www.gracecafepodcast.com TikTok https://www.tiktok.com/@unsunday.mikeInstagram https://www.instagram.com/unsundayshowYouTube https://www.youtube.com/c/TheUnSundayShowLeave Me a Rating/Review

Today I chat with Diana about her spiritual journey, Hex Twisting, and more! Diana Rajchel (she/they) is an author, teacher, and experimental scholar of the spiritual. Her publication credits include Urban Magick: A Guide for the City Witch and Hex Twisting: Counter Magick Spells for the Irritated Witch. She believes that spirituality should support your life more than run it. Diana is a 200-hour certified yoga teacher with Where You're at Yoga and co-owner of Golden Apple Metaphysical, an online metaphysical startup in San Francisco. She specializes in magickal diagnostics and curse-breaking and takes consultations via the Spirited Witch. She has a sense of humor, especially about herself, and she works best with people who can look at themselves and have a loving laugh.Hex Twisting Book linkUrban Magick Book linkDiana's websiteOTD websiteOTD book recs

Tired of all that hype about living your dream? Well, buckle up, because we're diving into some real talk with our special guest, Shanti Joy Agold! We're all about empowering you with the tools and insights to create the life you truly deserve – one filled with purpose, prosperity, and joy, no matter what life throws at you. Today, Shanti shares her journey from corporate life to coaching, focusing on helping underrepresented individuals find their voice and thrive in their careers. We're also unpacking the importance of embracing our authentic selves and how to navigate the tough emotional waters that come with feeling like an outsider. So, grab your favorite snack, kick back, and let's chat about turning those dreams into a reality!Takeaways:In this episode, we unpack the truth about living your dreams versus the hype surrounding it, so buckle up! We explore how to harness your infinite power to create a life filled with purpose, prosperity, and joy, and why you deserve it. Shanti Joy Gold shares her journey of coaching underrepresented individuals to thrive in their careers by being authentic and true to themselves. We dive deep into the emotional layers of feeling underrepresented and how it affects one's sense of belonging and acceptance in society. The conversation emphasizes the importance of self-acceptance and how it can lead to a more fulfilling life, especially for those navigating from the margins. Discover how small daily 'mental fitness' reps can shift your mindset from survival to thriving, and why consistency is the key. Learn more about Shanti and her programs at: https://shantijoygold.com and take the Thriving Assessment.

https://jo.my/gmuh1f Ergonomics & Injury Prevention: Safe Lifting Techniques That Prevent Injuries in the Workplace Manual lifting is one of the most frequent tasks in many facilities. Lifting is part of the daily routine, from moving boxes to shifting equipment. But when done incorrectly, it can quickly lead to serious injuries, especially strains and sprains to the lower back, shoulders, and knees. These injuries sideline team members and can reduce overall productivity and morale. One of the top priorities of a solid Safety Culture is reducing the risk of injury. That starts with ensuring lifting is done with the proper technique, mindset, and awareness. Every lift deserves attention, whether the item is heavy, light, large, or small. Here are a few tips to assist you with safe lifting: 1. Assess the load before lifting. Take a moment to inspect the object. Is it heavy, awkward, or unstable? Test the weight by nudging it with your foot or lifting a corner. If it feels too much to handle safely, don't hesitate to ask for help or use equipment like carts or dollies. 2. Get into the proper stance. Stand close to the object with your feet shoulder-width apart. This stance gives you a strong support base and keeps your body balanced during the lift. 3. Lift with your legs, not your back. Bend your knees, keep your back straight, and focus on using your leg muscles to do the work. Avoid bending at the waist, which puts pressure on the spine and can lead to injury over time. 4. Hold the item close to your body. Keep the load at waist level and as close to your center of gravity as possible. This will reduce strain on your back and help you maintain better control. 5. Avoid twisting during the lift. Keep your body straight and pivot with your feet instead of twisting your upper body. Twisting while carrying a load increases the chance of pulling a muscle or damaging a joint. Practicing these safe lifting techniques daily helps create a safer environment for everyone. Regular refreshers, clear signage, and peer support go a long way in reinforcing these habits. When lifting becomes second nature, injury risks drop—a win for safety and productivity. Stay mindful, stay alert, and don't rush—every lift matters. Protecting your body helps keep you strong and ready for the work ahead. Thank you for being part of another episode of Warehouse Safety Tips. Until we meet next time – have a great week, and STAY SAFE! #Safety #SafetyFIRST #SafetyALWAYS #StaySafe #SafetyCulture #WarehouseSafety #SafeOperations #WorkplaceSafety #Ergonomics #InjuryPrevention #MSDPrevention #SafeLifting 

David Archie claims the Republicans are behind John Horne's campaign so the state can takeover Jackson's assets and that only the white areas will benefit from a Horne mayoral run as if those already aren't the "prosperous" areas in the city.

After a little break from the podcasting, I'm back—and in this episode, I'm catching you up on everything that's been happening behind the scenes. I share my personal journey into divorce coaching, how mediation training has shifted my perspective, and why conflict resolution and emotional intelligence are now at the heart of the work I do.This episode is all about clarity—what divorce coaching really is (and isn't), why creating space for self-awareness matters, and how supporting someone through uncertainty is very different from giving advice or therapy. Whether you're navigating your own relationship shifts or just curious about how to communicate more effectively, this episode offers insights and support to help you move forward with confidence.If something in this episode resonated with you or you have questions about coaching, I'd love to connect.Instagram: @evelynmarleyEmail: twistedplotpod@gmail.comWebsite: https://www.evelynmarleycoaching.com/If you are looking to find ways to support the podcast, I would appreciate if you could rate and review so the podcast could reach more people and I can continue to bring more amazing guests. Keywords:divorce coaching, conflict resolution, personal growth, mediation, emotional intelligence, relationship support, self-awareness, communication skills, coaching certification

A Demonic Attitude is Not Just a Bad MoodNot all bad attitudes are just personality flaws—some are deeply rooted in deception, control, and manipulation. In this episode, we uncover four demonic traits often seen in narcissistic behavior:1️⃣ Deception & Manipulation (John 8:44) – Twisting reality to control and confuse.2️⃣ Control & Domination (2 Corinthians 11:14-15) – Using emotional blackmail and fear to gain power.3️⃣ Blame-Shifting & Accusation (Revelation 12:10) – Never taking responsibility and making you feel guilty.4️⃣ Hypocrisy & False Righteousness (Matthew 23:27-28) – Hiding behind a facade of goodness while living in contradiction.These behaviors are designed to weaken and control, but God exposes deception so we can step into truth. Once you see the truth, you can never unsee it.

Jenny wraps up our celebration of Women's History Month joined by a very special guest co-host, Kingston's own challah-baking good-time girl Ellen Leifer, for a conversation with Rabbi Sivan Rotholz about the importance of seeing yourself mirrored back to you in spaces of worship and learning; the most bad-ass women you've never heard of in Biblical history (and how they were demonized - sometimes literally - for not being compliant); how centering the experiences of women isn't just for women; and what everyone can learn from Judaism about the importance of community-building and resilience to combat the epidemic of loneliness. Want to hear more from Rabbi Sivan? Check out our Hudson Valley Holiday Story Hour episode; skip to 20:36 for the story of Judith, the Hanukkah Heroine. (Spoiler alert: it's possible latkes weren't originally potato-based but actually made of cheese; “a medieval pancake version of mozzarella sticks.”)Save the Date! ⁠The Hudson Valley Food and Wine Festival⁠ ticket PRESALE is coming up April 1st & 2nd! Check out ⁠our January interview with Debbie Gioquindo⁠, the Hudson Valley Wine Goddess, for more on the festival! Thanks for listening! To help support the Valley Girls, please follow our podcast from our show page, leave a rating and review, and please spread the word and share our podcast with others. We really appreciate your support!To stay up to date and for more content you can find us at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠valleygirlspodcast.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠instagram.com/ValleyGirlsPodNY⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YouTube.com/@ValleyGirlsPodcast⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and also check out the Newsletter and Pod Squad tab on our website to sign up for our e-mail newsletter and join ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠our Facebook Group⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠so you never miss a thing! All links can also be found in our Instagram bio.Episode music by Robert Burke Warren entitled Painting a Vast Blue Sky can be found at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠robertburkewarren.bandcamp.com/track/painting-a-vast-blue-sky⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.

Renowned for his tongue twisting talent on University Challenge, the UK's toughest TV quiz show, Roger Tilling is the voice-over artist who can accurately pronounce the most complicated surnames at pace!Roger's journey to become an airline pilot gave him a great foundation in confident communication skills, so when he was forced to consider a different career path, broadcasting offered an ideal alternative to apply those skills. In this episode, we discuss: essential communication skills for an effective voice actor,tips to warm up vocal chords and mouth muscles,the delights of freshly-ground coffee beans.Listen in to hear Roger's thoughts on communication, cows and coffee!

Life Dynamics-Mark Crutcher: Episode 152 The Twisting Of Good & Evil by Priests for Life

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The Beatitudes, Pt. 3 | March 2, 2025Pastor Wes Morris Matthew 5:5 (NIV) Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.√ MY TWISTED THINKINGMatthew 5:43-44 (NIV) You have heard that it was said, ‘Love your neighbor and hate your enemy.' But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you.√ MY PRIDEFUL HEARTProverbs 11:2 (NIV) When pride comes, then comes disgrace, but with humility comes wisdom.I will always behave in a manner consistent with the way I see myself. STRONG ENOUGH TO BE MEEKMeekness isn't weakness, it's strength under control. I. RELY ON GOD'S JUSTICE, NOT MY OWN.Exodus 14:10-14 (NIV) As Pharaoh approached, the Israelites looked up, and there were the Egyptians, marching after them. They were terrified and cried out to the Lord. They said to Moses, “Was it because there were no graves in Egypt that you brought us to the desert to die? What have you done to us by bringing us out of Egypt? Didn't we say to you in Egypt, ‘Leave us alone; let us serve the Egyptians'? It would have been better for us to serve the Egyptians than to die in the desert!”Moses answered the people, “Do not be afraid. Stand firm and you will see the deliverance the Lord will bring you today. The Egyptians you see today you will never see again. The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.”Romans 12:19 (MSG) Don't insist on getting even; that's not for you to do. “I'll do the judging,” says God. “I'll take care of it.”Meekness is not about being passive—it's about living with quiet confidence that God is in control.II. DEVELOP A SPIRIT OF GENTLENESS.James 3:13-18 (MSG) Do you want to be counted wise, to build a reputation for wisdom? Here's what you do: Live well, live wisely, live humbly. It's the way you live, not the way you talk, that counts. Mean-spirited ambition isn't wisdom. Boasting that you are wise isn't wisdom. Twisting the truth to make yourselves sound wise isn't wisdom. Real wisdom, God's wisdom, begins with a holy life and is characterized by getting along with others. It is gentle and reasonable, overflowing with mercy and blessings, not hot one day and cold the next, not two-faced. Those who are peacemakers will plant seeds of peace and reap a harvest of righteousness.III. FIND STRENGTH IN THE POWER OF GOD. Ephesians 3:19-20 (TLB) May you be able to feel and understand how long, how wide, how deep, and how high his love really is; and to experience this love for yourselves, though it is so great that you will never fully understand it. And so at last you will be filled up with God himself.Now glory be to God, who by his mighty power at work within us is able to do far more than we would ever dare to ask or even dream of—infinitely beyond our highest prayers, desires, thoughts, or hopes. LIVING IT OUTWhen someone wrongs me, do I seek revenge or choose grace?Do I use my influence to serve others or to elevate myself?Am I gentle in my words and actions, even when I'm frustrated?Do I value people for who they are, or for what they can do for me?Am I patient with God's timing, or do I try to force things to happen?Do I prioritize reconciliation over winning an argument?

Welcome to ohmTown. The Non Sequitur News Show is held live via Twitch and Youtube every day. We, Mayor Watt and the AI that runs ohmTown, cover a selection of aggregated news articles and discuss them briefly with a perspective merging Science, Technology, and Society. You can visit https://www.youtube.com/ohmtown for the complete history since 2022.Articles Discussed during the three shows that make up the Non Sequitur News - Weekend Edition for 3/2/2025 (WarCrafters, TechnologyToday, FourWheelTech):WarCrafters:Spy Game Festhttps://www.ohmtown.com/groups/warcrafters/f/d/this-post-will-self-destruct-in-5-seconds-steams-first-ever-spy-game-festival-is-kicking-off-in-may/Kaizenhttps://www.ohmtown.com/groups/warcrafters/f/d/one-of-the-best-puzzle-game-designers-is-back-with-kaizen-a-factory-story-a-game-about-manufacturing-japanese-consumer-goods-during-the-largest-economic-bubble-in-history/Breakout Reboothttps://www.ohmtown.com/groups/technologytoday/f/d/ataris-side-scrolling-breakout-reboot-arrives-on-march-25/Deckbuilder Roguelikeshttps://www.ohmtown.com/groups/warcrafters/f/d/youve-got-to-try-these-five-brilliant-free-roguelike-deckbuilder-game-demos-before-steam-nextfest-ends-on-march-3/Drop Duchyhttps://www.ohmtown.com/groups/warcrafters/f/d/drop-duchy-is-an-unholy-fusion-of-city-builder-roguelike-deckbuilder-and-tetris-and-you-can-try-it-for-free-right-now/TechnologyToday:Tiny 6 Gram Robothttps://www.ohmtown.com/groups/technologytoday/f/d/scientists-develop-tiny-6-gram-robot-that-swims-through-tight-spaces-with-ease/Bioflourescence in Paradisehttps://www.ohmtown.com/forums/d/scientists-discover-biofluorescence-in-birds-of-paradise-revealing-a-hidden-layer-of-mating-displays/Twisting and Stacking in 2Dhttps://www.ohmtown.com/groups/technologytoday/f/d/scientists-just-cracked-the-code-for-twisting-and-stacking-2d-materials/The Tiny Nano Antenna

In this episode, we sit down with filmmaker Chris Peckover, the mastermind behind the horror-comedy Better Watch Out.Chris opens up about his early days in filmmaking, what sparked his passion for the craft, and how his love for horror shaped his career. We dive into the realities of the film industry, discussing the challenges of staying afloat in tough times and the perseverance required to navigate the ever-changing landscape of filmmaking.Chris also shares stories about his comfort horror movies, unmade projects, and some of the insane, high-profile films he was once attached to. Get a glimpse into the struggles and unseen sides of getting films made in today's climate.Chris reveals what fuels his creativity, what excites him moving forward, and what we can expect next from this talented director.For more - https://linktr.ee/FirstClassHorrorBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/class-horror-cast--4295531/support.

Throughout history, the Bible's powerful teachings have been both properly used for transformation and misused for harm. False teachers often twist scripture out of context for personal gain, as seen in historical events like the Crusades, Salem witch trials, and the justification of slavery. Jesus warned about those who appear righteous but inwardly seek power and control. Protection against deception comes through regular Bible study, examining teachings in context, evaluating the fruits of ministry, and staying focused on Jesus' core messages of love, mercy, and justice.Are you able to know the difference between God's word and the words of those who twist the truth?

Twisting the Scriptures

There are many gospels preached in our culture today, but only one is good news. Just as there are many Jesus's preached today, but there is only one Jesus Christ. We must not twist the Gospel!

Scripture misuse has been a persistent challenge since biblical times, with religious leaders often distorting God's word for personal agendas. Common misuses include cherry-picking verses, ignoring context, and weaponizing text for condemnation. Jesus demonstrated proper scriptural interpretation by teaching in full context, emphasizing mercy, and using it for healing rather than harm. Understanding historical context, studying complete passages, and applying scripture with love and mercy are essential for proper biblical interpretation.

Think your brain is up for a challenge? We've got 15 brain-twisting riddles that will test your logic, creativity, and problem-solving skills! Some might seem easy at first, but don't be fooled—these puzzles will have you second-guessing yourself in no time. Whether you solve them all or get totally stumped, you'll be giving your brain a serious workout. So grab a notebook, call a friend, and see if you can crack them all. Hit play and let's put that brainpower to the test! Are you ready to challenge your mind? Test your knowledge on everything from Earth to outer space with Bright Side: Quiz! https://linktr.ee/brightsidequiz With over 2,000 questions, 4 exciting modes, and local multiplayer for up to 4 players, this game is designed to keep you on your toes and bring endless fun.

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Think you've got what it takes to crack some of the trickiest riddles out there? These 15 brain-twisting puzzles will put your logic, creativity, and problem-solving skills to the test! Some might seem easy at first—but don't be fooled, they'll have you second-guessing everything. Whether you love a good challenge or just want to prove you're the ultimate riddle master, this is your chance. Can you solve them all, or will these riddles leave you stumped? There's only one way to find out—let's go! Are you ready to challenge your mind? Test your knowledge on everything from Earth to outer space with Bright Side: Quiz! https://linktr.ee/brightsidequiz With over 2,000 questions, 4 exciting modes, and local multiplayer for up to 4 players, this game is designed to keep you on your toes and bring endless fun.

Twisting, locking, pulling, caging - can your vagina do all of that?  Let's close the O gap by using scientifically sound strategies to help more women have more explosive, toe-curling, mind-blowing O's!  Today Dr. S talks to Bel Di Lorenzo, founder of the Gohddess Method, a vaginal gymnastics training program that helps women build strength, increase lubrication, improve desire, and experience more satisfaction with a partner or alone! Women who are postpartum, or anywhere on the peri to post menopause spectrum will especially benefit from this scientifically-sound program. Press play to learn how the program works and get ready to experience ultimate pleasure. Enjoy the show? Show some love by leaving a quick apple podcast review and you can even use a fake name if you don't want others to know you're a sapiosexual! For your daily dose of nooky knowledge, follow Dr. Sonjia on Instagram, Tik Tok, and Linkedin! 

Ben Maller talks about how things are looking for Justin Tucker's future with the Ravens, Travis Kelce getting asked what he would ask the media if he had one question, Josh Harris saying the Commanders nickname is here to stay, Cite the Bite, and more!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Join hosts J.D. Barker, Christine Daigle, Jena Brown, and Kevin Tumlinson as they discuss the week's entertainment news, including stories about Bookshop, Amazon and Bloomsbury, Dan Brown's next Robert Langdon novel, and Simon & Schuster. Then, stick around for a chat with Lucy Rose! Lucy Rose - Cumbrian dwelling in the North East. Writer of folktales and fables. Lucy Rose is an author and award-winning filmmaker with an interest in gothic, girlhood, horror, and literary fiction. Her short fiction and nonfiction have been published in Dread Central, Mslexia, The Observer, The Nerd Daily and more. Lucy's forthcoming debut novel, THE LAMB is forthcoming from W&N Books (UK) and Harper (US).  Her award-winning short film, SHE LIVES ALONE, attended BAFTA and Oscar-qualifying festivals before being acquired by WatchALTER. Lucy's latest short film, TASTE, is visiting festivals over 2023/24 and has attended BAFTA and BIFA-qualifying film festivals. Lucy lives on the North East coast with her beautiful black cat, Figgy.

Ep 207 Richard & Mary – 'Feeling Happy: The Yoga of Body, Heart, and Mind.' New Book: 'Feeling Happy: The Yoga of Body, Heart, and Mind.' www.freemantayloryoga.com  | IG  @freemantayloryoga Adam speaks with Richard and Mary Freeman about their book 'Feeling Happy: The Yoga of Body, Heart, and Mind.' They explore the practical applications of yoga, emphasizing the importance of embodiment, the heart's language, and the concept of basic goodness. The discussion delves into the nature of happiness, the gradual process of waking up to one's experiences, and the significance of acknowledging suffering.  Listen on Podcast Apple podcast:  https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/keen-on-yoga-podcast/id1509303411 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/5iM9lcw52JskHUZ2eFvVxN  Watch Episodes on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@keenonyoga Support Keen on Yoga: Subscribe, like and share our videos Buy us a coffee: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/infoRf Patrons €10 per month: https://www.keenonyoga.com/patrons/ Follow Adam Website: www.keenonyoga.com Instagram:  @keen_on_yoga | @adam_keen_ashtanga Key Points ·      The book aims to make yoga accessible to everyone. ·      Embodiment connects the physical, mental, and emotional aspects of life. ·      The heart has its own language that often goes unrecognized. ·      Basic goodness is a fundamental aspect of human nature. ·      Happiness is a deeper connection to love and compassion, not just fleeting joy. ·      Waking up is a gradual process that requires awareness of suffering. ·      Practices like Tonglen help cultivate compassion and connection. ·      Asana practice enhances awareness of the body and breath. ·      Twisting in yoga can shift perspectives and release tension. ·      Being nice and allowing others to help is essential for connection.  

Scripture often talks about the great hope a Christian has when they put their faith in Jesus Christ. Paul, in Romans 8:18-30, reminds us of this great hope to encourage us during times of suffering and weakness. At the IF:Gathering 2020 conference, Ruth Chou-Simons gave a message on Romans 8: 24-28 to talk about our hope as well. But did she urge us to hope in the same thing Paul encouraged the Roman Christians to hope in? Did Ruth Chou-Simons handle this text correctly? Let's find out.May this episode expose the false teaching entering the church and bring glory to God. To access the podcast, blog, and other resources go to the Thoroughly Equipped website @ ⁠ttew.org⁠ Follow me on Facebook & Instagram:https://www.facebook.com/TEWMelbaToast ⁠⁠https://www.instagram.com/thoroughlyequipped316/ ⁠ Christian Podcast Community: ⁠ Christianpodcastcommunity.org⁠ Striving For Eternity Ministries: https://strivingforeternity.org/To watch Thoroughly Equipped with no ads subscribe to the podcast/channel at https://lets.church/channel/ThoroughlyEquipped

Scripture often talks about the great hope a Christian has when they put their faith in Jesus Christ. Paul, in Romans 8:18-30, reminds us of this great hope to encourage us during times of suffering and weakness. At the IF:Gathering 2020 conference, Ruth Chou-Simons gave a message on Romans 8: 24-28 to talk about our hope as well. But did she urge us to hope in the same thing Paul encouraged the Roman Christians to hope in? Did Ruth Chou-Simons handle this text correctly? Let's find out.May this episode expose the false teaching entering the church and bring glory to God. To access the podcast, blog, and other resources go to the Thoroughly Equipped website @ ⁠ttew.org⁠ Follow me on Facebook & Instagram:https://www.facebook.com/TEWMelbaToast ⁠⁠https://www.instagram.com/thoroughlyequipped316/ ⁠ Christian Podcast Community: ⁠ Christianpodcastcommunity.org⁠ Striving For Eternity Ministries: https://strivingforeternity.org/To watch Thoroughly Equipped with no ads subscribe to the podcast/channel at https://lets.church/channel/ThoroughlyEquipped

Only one person out of 25,000 people knows how to perform magic tricks. You're about to become one of them, as we're going to tell you the secrets of the most brilliant magic tricks ever. Flash paper is commonly used by magicians when they wish to create quick large flashes of fire in order to hide brisk moments of illusion from the audience. Any beginner can easily pull off the can on a card trick. If you take a closer look from another perspective you will see that the card a magician uses is actually T-shaped. The famous magician Dynamo performed his famous iPhone twisting trick leaving the audience in shock. When Dynamo shows his audience the iPhone, he shows it from the back. Then, covering the device with both hands, he rotates it entirely, showing the screen side with the halfback cover over it. From the side, it looks like the phone was twisted but we assure you that no iPhone was harmed that day. Tricks with water are also very common among magicians. For example, the one where an illusionist pours some liquid into a cup and a moment later it's turned into a cube of ice. As you've probably already guessed, the trick here lies in the cup itself. The thing is, it already contains a piece of ice along with a sponge that's the same color as the cup. When the magician turns the cup upside down, the ice falls out into his hand while the water remains in the sponge. The magician needs just a fraction of a second to go through the small tunnel going under the wall and stand on the other side of it, and there you go. He “passes through the wall”. Way to leave the audience speechless. Music: Fond Memories - Cinematic | Happy Frenchman Street - Dance & Electronic | Happy Side Steppin' - 5Otis McDonald Dance & Electronic | Happy https://www.youtube.com/audiolibrary/... TIMESTAMPS #9. Darcy Oake's dove illusion 0:38 #8. The rising card 1:26 #7. A can on a card 2:18 #6. A phone in a bottle 3:06 #5. Twisting an iPhone 4:04 #4. Jamie Raven's lemon trick 5:03 #3. Turning water into ice in a second 6:20 #2. Passing through the wall 7:06 #1. David Copperfield's death saw 8:11 Subscribe to Bright Side : https://goo.gl/rQTJZz ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Our Social Media: Facebook:   / brightside   Instagram:   / brightgram   5-Minute Crafts Youtube: https://www.goo.gl/8JVmuC ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- For more videos and articles visit: http://www.brightside.me/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

A Sea Captain Finds The Grotto.Based on the work of BradentonLarry, in 6 parts.  Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.Once they had finally reached the beach they were ready to take a nice rest. Seeing the rocky terrain that would keep them from easily proceeding to the grotto helped to take a bit of the wind from their sails as well. So they collapsed on the nearest empty beach blanket and quickly fell asleep in a cozy little pile. Perhaps because of the relatively high concentration of XYZ in the ocean, or sea, air, though, they were soon as randy as they had been at any time in Eros. They awoke very horny, and the nearby guys were more than happy to help out. Don was surprised at how thick and hard his cock was even after the vigorous orgasm he had just had – both in Toshia's sweet pussy and all over her back. He thought he would go over to offer himself to Shelonda's mouth, but just then was distracted as a woman sauntered toward them on her way down to the water.She was a leggy blonde, with long, wavy hair of gold, a phenomenal, curvy body with amazing tits, and her face... Don was certain he recognized her from somewhere. Noticing his attention, the woman smiled broadly at him and gave him a merry wink. Suddenly Don knew exactly where he had seen her. She was a model on The Price is Right back in what he thought of as the real world. He spent a long moment standing there stunned, before making the obvious choice and turning to follow the gorgeous blonde down to the water. He admired the way her hips swayed as she made her way to the water, and then continued to wade in. When she was up to her waist, which Don thought was a shame since he could no longer see her shapely ass, she dove forward and under the water.Don was up to his knees in the surprisingly warm water by the time she resurfaced, emerging from the water like Aphrodite, her thick hair darkened and hanging around her radiant face and water glistening as it ran off her shoulders and full breasts. She smiled again to Don, who hastened to wade in further. She waited for him, her nipples just above the water line. She batted her long lashes at him as he came up close enough to say, "Hello."She unleashed that dazzling smile again, and said, "Hello there. Have we met?""Not really, no," he almost stammered."Well, I'm Rachel," she continued to smile, as Don felt her hand touching his hip under the water and then move directly to his cock, which was the hardest it had ever been. Don also felt quite sure that it was bigger than it used to be."I know," Don smiled back, moving closer and gently grasping her waist under the water."You do?" She leaned in and kissed him lightly on the lips and then moved in even closer, brushing her lips over Don's collar bone and then along the side of his neck. Her grasp on his straining penis was tight as she pulled on it."Yes..." Don shuddered a bit. His hands moved around her waist to slide down her lower back and then to hold her behind tightly. "Someone told me your name."Releasing her hold on his prick, Rachel slipped her arms around his neck and looked into his eyes. Her wonderfully full breasts were pressed against Don's chest as she asked, "Who?""It was a long time ago," Don smiled, "and far away."She cocked her head to the side a bit, her smile a bit thoughtful, before she said, "Well, it's very nice to meet you...""Don," he said. He lifted her up as she pulled herself up and jumped a bit in the water, wrapping her perfect, long legs around his waist.Rachel managed to get her hand down between them, took hold of his straining prick, and positioned it just right. As she sank downward, enveloping him in her warm, welcoming embrace, she said, "Well, it's very nice to meet you, Don."Up to his chest in the XYZ sea, Don held on to the gorgeous Rachel, helping to raise and lower her as she slowly rode up and down on his thick and steely hard cock. Her lush, full breasts moved against his chest. His hands held her firm ass cheeks tightly. Their mouths met in a heated kiss that quickly grew in passion, their tongues slipping past each other's lips and teeth. Rachel worked herself on Don's shaft and against his body with increasing enthusiasm. The water splashed against and between them as she pushed up and then slammed down on him again and again. Rachel let out a low growl, and then bit Don's lower lip. Don's fingers squeezed her ass tighter, and he groaned deeply."Oh fuck!" Rachel called out. "Oh fuck yes! I'm going to cum so hard! Goddamn, fuck, yes! Fuck me!"Then Rachel was holding on to him tightly in the water, pushing herself down on his rigid member, as she shook and trembled with what seemed to Don to be a very intense orgasm that rolled on and on. At some point she sank her teeth into his shoulder, but he barely noticed. Instead, he was intent on enjoying the moment – having this radiant beauty in his arms, wrapped around him and impaled on his cock.Eventually, she pulled back a little and smiled at him again, this time actually blushing a little. She kissed him again and said, "That was wonderful, Don. I'm very glad to have met you. Maybe we should move into shallower water.""Gladly!" Don grinned, and without letting her off his prick, he turned around in the water and began to carry her toward the beach.Rachel laughed and kissed him again. It was a friendly buss that quickly became passionate, as she held onto to him tightly. When the water was only up to his mid-calf, Don very slowly knelt down, and then carefully lowered Rachel back into the shallow water, being careful to keep himself inside her. Her hair spread out around her head in the water, as Don lay over her and began to fuck in and out of her steadily. They kissed again as their bodies moved together in the light surf. Rachel's hands moved over his wet body until they found his butt and then began to pull him into her forcefully.Don paused for a moment to lift her long legs up out of the water and put them on his shoulders. Rachel grinned up at him and cupped her tits in her hands, squeezing them and pinching her nipples, which were very hard and red. Don smiled down at her and proceeded to fuck her pussy vigorously, the XYZ-water splashing around them, and especially where their bodies were joined in sex."God, yes!" Rachel exclaimed. "Fuck me just like that! It feels so good! Fuck my cunt, Don!"Don was rather amused that this gorgeous model would be so enthusiastic, and have such a dirty-talk streak, but was far too intent on working his cock in and out of her to laugh. Instead he slammed into her roughly, letting the water absorb the violence of their fucking, and losing himself in the carnal pleasure of her pussy squeezing and pulling at him and the visual stimulation of the beautiful woman lying in the water beneath him with her eyes half-closed in rising pleasure, a sexy smile on her lips and her luscious tits in her hands."Ah! Yes!" she cried out. "I'm going to cum again! Fill my pussy with your cum!"Don was only too happy to oblige. He fucked her hard with short, deep strokes, and then, just as she threw her head back and her body arched up out of the water, he felt his cock swelling and then exploding deep into Rachel, spewing a thick fountain of cum up inside her. Don pushed up into her as she groaned loudly and her pussy squeezed his cock again and again, and as he pumped jet after jet of cum into her pussy and womb. His head swam with the intensity of his long orgasm.When he opened his eyes and looked down, Rachel was lying still, eyes closed, hands holding her breasts and a beatific smile on her face. Slowly, she opened her beautiful eyes and breathed, "Wow!""Indeed!" Don grinned. He let her legs slide off his shoulders and into the water, and then leaned down over her to give her another kiss. His cock was still very hard and gave no indication that it was inclined to soften any time soon, but he suspected Rachel might need a little break.The quiet pause was interrupted though, by Shelonda's voice calling out, "There you are, Don!" This was followed by splashing and laughter as Toshia, Shelonda and the three men ... no, now there were four ... they had been playing with found their way into the water.Shortly, after introductions, and after Toshia and Shelonda had plunged into the water, things quickly developed into a surf-washed orgy. The blonde guy Toshia had been sucking earlier was now sitting in the water, as Shelonda straddled his lap riding up and down on his thick cock. Rachel was on her hands and knees, water up to the middle of her firm thighs, and her breasts dipping into the sea, while she was taken from behind by the new guy, a fit black male with mocha skin, and the Arabic fellow who had been fucking Toshia earlier worked his cock in and out of her lovely mouth. Toshia was kneeling in the water, leaning back against the black guy Shelonda had been with earlier. He had one arm wrapped around Toshia's upper body, squeezing her right tit in his left hand, while the fingers of his right hand reached down to play with her clit, all while he worked his rather large cock slowly in and out of her pussy from behind. Don, who had a mind to convince Toshia's current playmate to shift to her ass so he could enter her pussy from the front, moved over to stand in front of her. He was about to bend down to kiss her, but she saw him and grabbed for his achingly hard cock, pulling it to her mouth as she leaned forward a bit.Don smiled down at his best friend and lover as she eagerly took him into her mouth. He brushed a few wet strands of her hair out of her face as she wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and began to move her mouth up and down it, quickly easing it down into her throat, bit by bit. Taking her head gently in his hands, Don began to rock his hips, fucking her mouth and throat, and just enjoyed the sensations of this exquisite blow job. He glanced over at Shelonda and Rachel, then down at Toshia, quite happy with this visit to the beach. Then Don glanced out, over the head of the guy who was now quite vigorously fucking Toshia from behind. Out there on the water was a large dark shape, quite obviously a sailing vessel. Don thought it looked like a corsair, or some such ship. (Nautical issues were never Don's forte.) It was clearly sailing toward shore, and gave every appearance of making for Rendezvous.Don couldn't see any indication that the ship might be a threat, so I decided to wait until there was some kind of a break in the action before drawing Toshia's attention to it. However, he did keep a periodic eye on it as she continued to pull and suck on his almost painfully hard prick. Eventually, the guy behind Toshia had his big hands around her waist and was raising and lowering her vigorously, and she was obliged to let Don out of her mouth. Instead, she held on to his cock, and whimpered happily at the serious fucking she was receiving. Toshia cried out loudly as the big cock inside her erupted with a thick fountain of cum. Don bent down and kissed Toshia as the guy gently withdrew and backed up."How do you want me, stud?" Toshia smiled."Well, as good as that sounds..." Don directed her attention over to his right, where the sailing ship had dropped anchor and was lowering several longboats over the side.Toshia washed herself again, and they waited for Shelonda to have a particularly ear-splitting orgasm, as the longboats were rowed toward shore, making for what seemed to be low docks in the rockier part of the coastline between the beach and the mouth of the river. They said goodbye to Rachel and the guys (who quickly and happily ganged up on the cheerful blonde model) and headed back up the beach blankets. As Don and the girls gathered their belongings, without bothering to put on more than their shoes, they could see groups of people disembarking from the boats. These people climbed up over the rocks and headed for Rendezvous. Don thought they moved together more like a bunch of tourists on a cruise than any kind of threat. Once each longboat had discharged its passengers, the few remaining crew headed back out to the ship."Maybe we can get them to take us to the Grotto," Don explained to Shelonda as they set off to intercept at least one of the shore parties.Captain Sage and the sailors.It was easy enough to follow the groups, particularly since they were making no effort at all to be stealthy. It seemed that all of them were heading for a large wooden building on the water-side edge of Rendezvous. It looked like nothing so much as a big, solid tavern, and the hanging sign outside the door suggested just as much.Pausing there to hastily throw on their clothes, they eyed the sign with some confusion. There were no words, and the sign featured a foaming flagon with prominent human breasts, and a rigid cock rising up out of the foam."It's a tavern sign, alright, but I have no idea what the name might be," Don mused."The Booby Mug?" Toshia offered."The Foaming Cock?" Shelonda suggested, a bit weakly.Another shore party came up then. As had seemed to be the case with the others, this was all men. They were wearing simple, short, pants – breeches, really – and few of them bothered with shirts. They were all tanned and muscular, and a bit on the weathered side for denizens of Eros. For as much as they resembled the crew of an eighteenth century sailing, or outright pirate, vessel, they also seemed to be rather clean and well-behaved, if boisterous.Even if they hadn't had an ulterior motive, our heroes would have been drawn into the tavern just out of curiosity.Crossing the threshold was like crossing into another world, or at least milieu. On the outside, the late afternoon sun lit a cheerful seaside sex resort. On the inside, was a relatively dark great room lit by many, many candles. There were long, heavy tables in the middle of the room, a scattering of round tables off the various sides, and a big bar. In addition to the newly arrived seamen (and Don could see no seawomen), there were several actual barmaids – busty, unsurprisingly, and fully clothed, surprisingly, though they did each display generous cleavage – working behind the bar and moving around the sudden influx of "customers". While they seemed to be giving the bar maids plenty of attention, the seamen were primarily concentrating on ordering drinks from the bar.Since arriving in Eros, Don had not seen anyone drink anything but water, but the drink being handed out to the men was clearly not water. For one thing, each flagon was capped with a foaming head. Leading the way toward the bar, Don managed to stop a bar maid with an armful of flagons and asked, "What is that drink?""'Tis grog, sir," she said with a tone that implied, "of course." She smiled and handed a flagon to Don before hurrying off to pass out the rest of her bounty to the seamen.The "grog" smelled like a cross between mead and beer, and tasted like a sweet beer, which made sense. There was no alcoholic aftertaste, though."Hey, pass that around, Professor," Toshia laughed as she took the flagon from him. After a cautious sip, she promptly took a much longer drink. "Yum, now that's good stuff!"As Shelonda took her turn, Don turned to the closest seaman, and tapped him on the shoulder. "Excuse me.""Aye?" the fellow turned to Don with a quizzical eye and the beginning of a smile."Hello, my name is Don, and these are my friends Toshia and Shelonda.""Yar, good day to ye ladies," the man grinned with a definitely twinkle in his eye. "I be Joseph.""I take it that you're the crew of the ship that just anchored offshore?""Har! Wouldn't do to anchor on shore, now, would it?"Don chuckled, and said, "No, it wouldn't. Who would I talk to about arranging passage to the Grotto of Ishtar?"Joseph, who was more than a little distracted by Shelonda's breasts, took a short moment and then said, "Oh, for that kind of thing, ye'll be wanting to talk to the cap'n.""Excellent," Don smiled broadly. "Where can I find the captain?""Oh, the cap'n'll be along shortly," Joseph said with some effort at restraining a laugh. One of his companions overheard his answer and did burst into a loud guffaw."Thank you," Don nodded with a frown. He turned to talk to Toshia, but she had wandered off a bit. She was now talking with a couple of the other crewmen, who were quite happy to give her their undivided attention and to share their flagons of grog with her. Shelonda was still standing nearby, but was returning Joseph's flirtatious glances while occasionally drinking from the flagon Toshia had left in her care.Noticing Don's attention, Shelonda smiled broadly and repeated, "This is good stuff!""That's good," Don nodded with a bit of concern. Apparently the grog was some kind of intoxicant – the first they had come across in Eros – and Don was a bit wary about mysterious consequences. He resolved to abstain from grog, as something of a designated adventurer."Ye've got a lovely figure," Joseph said to Shelonda."Thank you," she smiled and sidled over a bit closer.Don stepped back to get a little further out of the way. Looking around, he guessed that there were about twenty crewmen in the tavern, but there was no sign of anyone who might be the captain, or even an officer. Meanwhile, he saw that Toshia was now half sitting, half leaning on the edge of one of the big tables. She had a flagon of grog in her right hand, and was running her left along the taut, tanned bicep of one sailor, while a second man leaned in on her right to talk with her.Looking back to Shelonda, Don saw that Joseph had drawn her with him over to a chair at a side table. Don watched as Joseph pulled her into his lap and very efficiently exposed her full breasts. She laughed as he said something and began pinching and teasing her nipples.Over against the big table, Toshia was making out with the man on her left, who seemed to have his hand up between her legs and under her skirt. The man on her right looked like he had lowered his mouth to her breast on that side. In another moment, Toshia had set her flagon down on the table a bit to the side and behind her, so that she could busy her hands with reaching into the pants of the two men."Can I get you a drink, sir?" said a pretty bar maid."No, thank you," Don smiled, noticing her blue eyes and very inviting cleavage."'At your service, sir," she grinned and moved on.Toshia was now making out with the man on her right, while the one on her left was taking his turn at her breast. Don could see his muscular forearm flexing as he worked his fingers up between Toshia's legs. Toshia had managed to work their pants down and now, rather obviously, was pulling on and stroking their cocks.Don looked around, found a likely chair, and sat up on the back of it, putting his feet on the seat. This way, he could better keep an eye on things. He saw that Shelonda was now kneeling between Joseph's thighs, and the back of her head was moving up and down in a steady motion that Don had become quite familiar with. A couple of Joseph's friends were also watching intently, but apparently patiently.Toshia was now leaning back on the table, supported by her left arm, as the man on her left moved between her legs, pushing himself into her. Toshia had her right arm around the neck of the man on her right, pulling him toward her so she could continue to make out with him. Quite a few of the men were watching this scene, many of them with a flagon in one hand as they adjusted their own hard-ons. Some had gone so far as to pull their cocks out and stroke them openly.Don was finding the urge to stroke his own persistent erection almost irresistible.Just then, though, the door opened, letting in a blinding swath of white sunlight along with a small group of individuals. Squinting, Don saw three women and a large, naked man who made every other man in the room look a bit scrawny and weak in comparison. Of the women, though, there was one who instantly drew Don's attention.She swept the room with an imperious look that took in the positions of every man and woman in the room, including Don, but accorded him no more attention than anyone else. She had her hands on her hips and stood there in her calf-hugging high-heeled boots as if she owned the place. She wore a long dark brown overcoat that almost dragged on the floor behind her, as well as a black tri-corn hat with a bright red feather sticking out of the folded up brim atop the coppery red hair that fell down around her face and shoulders in an unruly tumult. Underneath the coat, which was thrown open carelessly, her torso was encased in a rust colored corset that emphasized her charms to undeniable good effect. Her smooth, muscular thighs disappeared into a rather incongruous red miniskirt. The hint of a smile on her lips betrayed equal measures of amusement and contempt. Though she was probably less than a meter and a half tall, she commanded the room as soon as she entered it. Along with the Lady and India, she was one of the most palpably sexual creatures Don had ever seen.Confident that this was the captain he had been waiting for, Don took another moment to look at her a bit more carefully. He noted her long neck, her fair complexion, the spray of freckles across her cheeks, and the particularly adorable broad nose, upon which rode the only pair of glasses he had seen in Eros. As he slid off his chair, Don was vaguely aware that Shelonda was making happy swallowing noises as Joseph groaned, and that Toshia was being fucked vigorously on the table in the center of the room with a gang of men each waiting to take a turn coupling with her, but he was focused on the woman – the captain – who was now striding decisively toward a table in the corner of the room, her little entourage in tow. Don noticed that the crewman in her vicinity bowed their heads a bit and backed away to give her space.Whether or not either of the women with her or the big man noticed him, Don proceeded as if they weren't there. He ignored them and approached the table, arriving just as the captain sat down in a high-backed chair with arms, unlike the other chairs in the room."Excuse me, ma'am," Don said, noticing that it suddenly felt very warm in the tavern. "I take it that you're the captain of the ship that just

In this episode, Robin discusses the heartbreaking story of Mia Zapata, the charismatic lead singer of the punk band The Gits, whose life was tragically cut short in 1993. Mia was a rising star in Seattle's grunge and punk music scene, known for her raw, emotional vocals and undeniable stage presence. Her shocking and brutal murder not only devastated her bandmates and fans but also sent shockwaves through the global music community.-------------The Gits website: The GitsSub Pop Records website: Sub Pop Records-------------Patreon: http://www.patreon.com/wesawthedevilInstagram: http://www.instagram.com/wesawthedevilpodcastRobin's Instagram: http://www.instagram.com/robin_wstdDiscord: https://discord.gg/gDevRryX Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/we-saw-the-devil-a-true-crime-podcast--4433638/support.

Young woman finds lust and love at Christmas.By JagFarlane. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Mel swiped the credit card along the terminal, waited for the receipt to print, stuffed it into the restaurant's portfolio along with a couple of Ande's mints, and turned to stroll towards the table. She dropped it off to the table's occupants and hurried off to the kitchen, trying to look busy though probably fooling no one. It was Christmas Eve after all and the bulk of the town's part time residents, university students and staff, had all scattered off to home days ago leaving behind the few full time residents to keep the place from looking like a ghost town.She was a student at the university too, but had elected to remain behind this year much to the restaurant manager's relief. Not that the money had been very good, with the vast majority of the students gone there were only a few souls that made it into the building each night and sometimes she wondered if it had even been worth it to the management to even turn on the lights. Stepping out to pick up the signed receipt and bus several dessert plates away, a glance was given to the tips section and a bit of a relieved sigh at the decent tip. At least the residents routinely tipped, she smiled a bit to herself.After taking a look around and finding no one else at any of her tables, Mel leaned up against the entrance-way to the kitchen and allowed herself a quiet moment. Another Christmas Eve alone; not that she hadn't gotten used to it during her stint in the Air Force. But they still were never easy to take. She'd gotten out and took the chance to move to the one area she'd dreamed of living ever since she was a little girl, Boise, Idaho. Shortly after arriving, she'd invested most of her savings into a condo figuring that not having a monthly house expense was the best route. From there she had enrolled in the local community college and after graduating moved to Boise State University.Between the part time gig as a waitress, her G I Bill money, and a couple small grants Mel was living a fairly comfortable albeit Spartan lifestyle. Still, it hadn't left a lot of time for romance and it didn't help that she spent most of her time around people who were a few years younger than her. Just finding someone she could sit at the bar with, legally, was a challenge sometimes and often the grad students were either too busy or in a serious relationship already. Fingers played in the curls of her long, dark red hair as she mulled over her current state in life. That is, until the snapping of fingers in front of her face brought her back to reality."Hey, you've got one on table six." Sandy smiled to her as she ducked into the kitchen.Shaking her head a little to clear the daze, frowning for a moment as she realized that Jingle Bells was playing for fourth time tonight, and then putting on her best smile, Mel made her way over towards table six. A quick glance at the clock revealed closing time was drawing near and she said a silent thanks to her shift being over soon. She just hoped this last customer wasn't someone who had gone out to get drunk, and then stopped here on the way home.Phil looked up from the menu as the waitress approached, still mulling between the hickory burger and the spicy chicken sandwich. A moment was spent admiring the waitress' legs, shown off by the green and black plaid skirt she was wearing. Slowly his eyes moved upwards, the thought of the hickory burger fading as he looked over her full chest and the red curls lying upon it. It had been a long day of travel then in the barn tending to the mare and the approaching woman was a welcome sight indeed, both for the eyes and the promise of getting a decent meal at some point today.She rolled her eyes a bit at the stare she was getting, some days she didn't mind getting ogled but over the years it had grown quite annoying. So annoyed she was that she didn't even notice that he appeared to be familiar. "Good evening and welcome to Terry's. Can I start you out with a drink and perhaps an appetizer?" She put on her best server smile and hoped that perhaps his eyes would move up from her chest to at least her chin."Can I get a Miller Light and a half order of mozzarella sticks?" He waited for her to write down the order, "And I'll take a umm, hickory burger, medium rare." Phil put down the menu to fish out his driver's license and passed it to the waitress.She scribbled down the order and took the license as it was passed to her, glancing down at the date of birth then at the picture and passed it back to him. As Mel made her way back to the order station, the nagging thought of the familiar face in the picture was bugging her. She hadn't red the name, and for once regretted not doing so. A glance over her shoulder as she input the order didn't reveal much as his head was down to play with his phone.The sound of a skirt swishing as the waitress came up to the table caused him to glance up, just long enough to take the pint glass and take an appreciative sip of the amber liquid. Sure, it was a little watery but after the last two days it felt like heaven. Eyes glanced up to watch the waitress walk away, her red hair swaying behind her. Her shape reminded him a bit of someone else but he wasn't fully sure who and made a note to try to look at her face the next time she came around.Sandy had taken the mozzarella sticks out to him so Mel stood off to the side; taking note that closing time was coming up in a few minutes. Of course the handful of customers still in the joint would be allowed to finish their meals but not to place any more orders after the doors were locked. Mel was fairly sure she'd figured out who her guest was, but wanted an up close look at his face to be sure. If he was the person she thought he was, it was to be a pleasant surprise, particularly since he'd never paid her figure that sort of attention before, even with there seeming to be a mental connection. A cross of her fingers, perhaps Christmas was looking up after all.Phil sipped at his third beer of the night, glad that the town bus system was still running through the holidays. The redhead hadn't been by him since bringing the latest beer, a little more than he was used to consuming on a normal evening but it did mean she was coming by more often. He still hadn't worked up the courage to look her in the face yet, or maybe he was just enjoying the other views, he wasn't quite sure which one it was. The debate became moot when his head snapped up at the voice behind him and his eyes finally looked at Mel's face."Hey Phil, long time!" She was finally certain it was Phil Clauser, who had been the Graduate Teaching Assistant for the Intro to Equine class she'd taken to minor in equine studies. Mel could still remember how the muscles of his forearms threatened to tear the rolled up cuffs of his flannel shirt when he was teaching them out to do groundwork with a stubborn mare. There had been a couple of jokes among the girls about how they wouldn't mind taking a roll in the hay with him but as far as Mel knew none had done more than chatted about it.For a moment he regretted having finished three beers already as it seemed they were fogging his brain. The face attached to the tall redhead was vaguely familiar. He thought he could place it in a classroom setting. What seemed like an eternity passed before he imagined her hair tied back, a pair of jeans instead of the skirt, and a sweatshirt; finally placed her as a former student of his. "Hey, Melissa. It has been a couple of years, hasn't it?"She let out her breath a bit, in relief. Sometimes the red hair was nice in that it often helped people to remember her. For once that was playing into her favor. She set down the burger and another beer, "Merry Christmas Eve! I hope it's going well for you.""It's going good now," he gave her a faint smile and proceeded to tell her about how one of the mares under his charge had come down ill and he'd come back on short notice to oversee her care. He'd only gotten back this morning and had spent most of the day at the barn, only getting enough time to shower the barn smell off, change his clothes, and come in for dinner. "Such of the life of working in agriculture, but it's worth it to me," he offered a smile to her as she stole a fry from his plate. The sound of a lock clicking brought him back to the restaurant, "I guess I should eat up, don't want to keep you late on Christmas Eve of all nights.""Oh, it's okay," she looked up as the manager called out for the waitresses and slid from the table, "I'll be right back." Off to the backroom she went, leaving him to work on his meal.He looked up when she rejoined him at the table, sliding herself back into the chair. She placed a glass of eggnog in front of him with a little smile, "On the house. So, what are you doing for Christmas since you're back on short notice?" He watched as she tilted her head and seemed to be anxiously awaiting his answer. "Oh, I'm not sure. I guess just go home for the night, have to spend some time with the mare, tomorrow and otherwise maybe I'll just catch a few movies on the tv." He took a sip of the eggnog and noted a hint of Southern Comfort. When he looked up, she just gave him a little smile. "You?""Probably about the same thing, except for the mare part. Just catch up on some Christmas movies, have a couple of drinks, sleep in, and do the same tomorrow I suppose. Or," she paused, grinned a bit at him, "or, maybe you could join me and at least we would have some company to enjoy during our movie watching." Mel wagged her eyebrows just a bit in excitement.He watched her eyebrows in a bit of amusement, and chuckled softly "I think I would be a fool to turn down the offer. I would be glad to join you."She smiled widely at that, and rose up to go retrieve the check and complete the formalities of shutting down the restaurant for the night. He watched her dart from spot to spot, helping with cleaning up tables and putting away silverware. A bit of wonder got to him, how different she was here, than in the classroom, where she had always been a bit formal. He wondered briefly if that had to do with her being a veteran. Perhaps it was because of how she'd lived. It wasn't long though, before she popped up to the table and gently grabbed his arm to signal that it was time to go. Getting to his feet, he realized just about how much alcohol he'd had, but made it out the door and onto the metro bus, to her place.They walked the two blocks from the bus stop to the complex, where Mel's condo was. Phil looked up, blinking, "I didn't know anyone rented these out." Mel just smiled and shook her head, "I own one. Much better than living in the apartments near campus, and especially much quieter and more private. Plus, I don't have to compete with the younger women at the pool." She gave a little wolfish grin at that last part and led him towards the door of her condo.Inside, he found the place lightly decorated for Christmas. Little figurines placed here and there, a few window decorations, Christmas cards taped above the entranceway to the kitchen. The condo itself was cozy. From what he could see it seemed like a two bedroom place and he smiled a little at the fireplace in the living room with a stocking hung to one side. The place had a very homie feel to it; something he hadn't felt except at his parent's place, in a long time.She ran around in the background, picking up a few things here and there. None of her plans had included company being over for the night. Normally she would have just come in, poured a glass of wine, stripped off her work uniform and caught up with her TiVo in panties. Obviously that wasn't going to happen tonight though she stifled a little giggle as she imagined what his reaction would have been to that. "There's beer, eggnog, and soda in the fridge and the cabinet above the freezer has the liquor in it. Feel free to help yourself, so long as you make me an eggnog with spiced rum in it. I'll be out in a minute."She pulled off the top and the skirt, throwing them into her laundry basket. After a moment thinking it over, her bra followed shortly afterwards, letting a heavy chest hang freely. Deciding to go all in and fully change, panties were thrown in last. Into the master bathroom she wandered, taking up a warm wet washcloth, and using it to wipe some of the sweat away from underneath her breasts, around her thighs, and a few other places. Fingers ran through her curly red bush. It was a little overdue for a trimming and there was a bit of a wish that she had the time to, but she figured if it came to that he probably wouldn't mind terribly much. A few pats with a towel to dry off and she put on a stretchy sports bra, tee-shirt, and a pair of university sweat pants. Two spritzes from a bottle of warm vanilla sugar body spray then quick brushing of her hair and out the door she came.Phil had taken a seat on the end of the couch, having made two of the eggnog and spiced rum drinks. Slowly he sipped at one, just admiring her place and the country style décor she seemed to prefer. A smile crossed his face as she came out, a little surprised at how she could make even sweats and a tee-shirt look sexy. He was just content to watch her as she went over to the fireplace and got a compressed log lit, admiring her rear as she bent over to do it, then as she put a movie into the player and came over to the couch.They chatted idly during the first movie, discussing career goals, college experiences, and general background information. Phil purposely kept only slowly sipping away at his eggnog, making the drink last the entirety of the first movie and giving the alcohol time to course its way out of his system. As they chatted he found himself becoming more intrigued with this young woman, her variety of interests and the passion she brought to life. He liked how her face lit up as she talked about taking an internship at a dig in the Badlands and at having found actual dinosaur bones. Even if he wasn't so interested in what she was studying, he just liked being around someone who was so happy doing what she was doing.The topic slowly turned towards their shared love of horses. He'd grown up on a horse ranch a few hours south of where they were and she'd only just started taking lessons after moving to Boise. He knew more of the technical side but she had the passion beyond that of someone who had just gushed over ponies as a little kid. When she came back from changing the DVD's and accepted her second drink, he took note that she was sitting much closer to him than at the beginning of the evening. Each time she came back from getting up it seemed she moved a few inches closer till it was shortly after one am and upon coming back from putting in a new movie she was cuddled up against his figure. He could smell the faded scent of vanilla spice on her, it felt inviting, it just felt right.She knew it was the alcohol. She'd been making hers stronger than usual just so that she'd have the excuse to blame the alcohol. But now she found herself spooned up against Phil and having decided that she'd already crossed the line of no turning back. Mel gently guided his arm to rest over her stomach, snuggling herself fully against him, closing her eyes and just savoring the feeling. It had been too long since she'd last felt the comforting warmth of another person pressed up against her, this time with the bonus of his muscles giving her the protective feeling of being wrapped up. Through her sweats she could even feel the gentle pressing of a stiffening cock. She smiled to herself and gave a tiny wiggle just to get a better feel of it then pressed softly against him feigning snuggling in more.By about halfway through the movie and all of the way through her glass of eggnog curiosity and hormones couldn't be contained much more. Her hand gently drifted to his pants and upon finding no resistance she unzipped the jeans and slipped her hand in, seeking the opening of his boxers. Fingers gently caressed the head of his swollen member and slowly she began to guide it out into the open. Slowly and gently she caressed him, just enjoying the feeling of his hard cock throbbing in her hand. When she felt his fingers touch the edge of her sweats, Mel arched a little to urge him to seek further. A contented sigh slipped from her lips as she felt his hand gently cup her swollen mound and fingers softly rub upon her clit and external lips.He had been hoping that there might be a little fun after she had been wiggling and adjusting against him during the movie. When she reached for his cock, it felt like he'd stiffened even more at the anticipation. The stroking was pleasant but it hadn't compared to reaching within her sweats, finding her not wearing a pair of panties, and that she was already damp from the little bit of play they'd already gotten into. Gently he played with her clit, loving the little moans coming from her throat. When she felt wet enough he slipped two fingers within her and began to massage the inside of her cunt while caressing her clit. When he felt her fingers leave his cock for a moment he internally sighed at the loss, but seconds later he felt her sweatpants slip down and the soft skin of her rear caress against his stiff member.As much as Mel was enjoying having her cunt caressed by his fingers what she really craved was the stretching that only a thick cock could give her. Twisting her body a bit, she wiggled upwards till she could stand and straddle his feet. Facing away, she slowly lowered he beautiful ass into position. He guided her down with his two hands on her ass cheeks. Then he gently spread her cheeks until his cock head rubbed against her wet, swollen lips. She reached between her legs and gently grasped his shaft. Then she slowly rubbed the head against herself, enjoying the feeling and giving it enough time to get thoroughly wet. She had taken larger cocks, but he was up there in size and she knew that plenty of lube was her key to really enjoying the experience. When she felt she had gotten his cock wet enough, she pressed his head against her tight hole and slowly she began to wiggle herself down, allowing him to enter. A soft groan slipped from her throat as the head popped within, slowly followed by the thick, veiny shaft.Only when she finally felt her ass begin to press against his body, did she finally breathe out and just waited, feeling him within her. Phil then slid both his hands upward. Very slowly, his manly hands slid around her ass. Then he slid them forward to her navel, sliding one finger into her tender dimple. She had goosebumps for a moment, and he waited until her body calmed. Then he resumed his slow upward journey, maintaining a contstant firm contact along her narrow waist.Mel rested her back on Phil's chest. Tucking her head on one of his shoulders, she leaned her head alongside his.Finally, his hands slid up, under her tits. He turned his wrists to cup each of her tits, and her ass continued to gyrate on his lap. Her cunt continued to clutch his cock, but she remained seated. Then his index fingers both found her erect stiff nipples. He drew his thumbs around to capture and gently squeeze both her large nipples.Mel was now breathing heavily from both anticipation and the tingling of her tits. Ever so subtly, Phil replaced his index fingers with his middle fingers, all the while stroking and gently pinching. Then he firmly held both captive nipples and his index fingers resumed contact directly on the tips of each of Mel's very hard nipples.The result was electric. Mel squeezed Phil's cock hard, as her cunt rushed with a small flow of fluids, onto his lap. A minute or so later, another gentle squeeze was given to him, and for a bit longer she sat & just enjoyed feeling him filling her, feeling the soft throb of his cock buried deep within. At first her movements were slow, sliding just an inch in and out at a time, but he began to get the idea, and rock with her. Their momentum built up till easily half of his length was moving within her.Phil slid his hands back down alongside her ass cheeks, & found a comfortable position that allowed him to maintain a steady pounding of her wet slit then gently nuzzled the side of her neck and worked his lips up against the spot where her neck met her shoulder. Softly he began to kiss the skin, then slowly he worked his tongue against it, adding in little nibbles. He wasn't sure if he could keep up the pace much longer but wanted her to enjoy this as much as he could help her to. The attention to her neck drew another round of goosebumps from Mel. Then she started to breathe heavier, confirming to Phil that she was starting her second orgasm.Mel twisted her neck to give his mouth more access, while beginning to squeeze harder on his cock with her vaginal muscles. Before too long she felt him grab her around the waist and hold her tight just before he thrust up deep within her and began to fill her womb with warm cum. She groaned through a small orgasm then began to snuggle in against him, suddenly feeling the late hour and the long day's toll on her muscles.Deciding that the bed would be a better place to sleep and that she'd better get to there before chancing passing out on the sofa, wearily she rose, disengaging from his softening cock. A little grin and she leaned over to take the semi-hard member in her mouth and clean him of their juices. "You're of course, welcome to join me in bed. But I do sleep nude so you know," pink tongue licked her lips clean, and eyes looked at him for his reply.He watched in amazement as she leaned over and sucked his cock clean, never before had a woman done such to him, and his curiosity was piqued at what else she liked to do. When she mentioned bed to him there was the realization as to how worn his body was, and that he'd have to be out to the stables for a bit later that day. "Oh I don't know how I'll manage but I think I'll give it a try and suffer through it, if I have to." He returned the grin and slowly got himself up, following her to the bedroom.Phil didn't waste much time in undressing, tossing his clothes off to the side. His attention then turned towards Mel. He blushed a little as he realized she had been watching him rush to be nude. She had waited till she had his attention. Phil sat on the bed with his back against the velvet padded headboard. Slowly, she stripped off her clothes, first her shirt, and then her sports bra, revealing her heavy, full chest. She turned her rear towards him & bent over. and slowly worked her pants down from her rounded ass, then past her thighs, finally to her ankles. Up she stood to kick the pants to the side, and then turned around to let him have his first full view of her. His eyes went immediately to the thick, red bush which stood out against pale skin. "I like it," he smiled to her, "you're stunning."Into her bed they snuggled up, facing each other so that her hair didn't get into the way. Sleep quickly overtook the pair, with Phil's last thoughts being that he hoped it wasn't just the alcohol that had led to where they were.As he opened his eyes, the answer was evident before him as he woke to seeing her laying between his legs, his cock nestled within her mouth and being softly suckled. He swore that she smiled at him before going back to paying attention to his cock, gently stroking and suckling on it till he was at full mast and ready for what she had planned.Mel rolled onto her back, feeling quite slutty and enjoying it. It had been too long since she'd allowed this side of her to appear and it seemed that the side was making sure to catch up on all that it had missed with Phil being the beneficiary of it. She reached over to the night table and picked up the bottle of Astroglide that she'd placed there before commencing the wakeup sucking. "Hmm, so how about being a dear and straddling my waist then fucking these big tits of mine? I'd love to watch your beautiful cockhead appear from between them." She grinned. Sure, he couldn't resist the offer.His jaw just dropped, almost wanting to pinch himself to see if this was a dream, but deciding that wouldn't be the best idea. Instead he took the wiser route and rolled over to straddle her waist, placing his cock between her luscious breasts. While he was stituating himself, she had taken a small tube of lube and poured a healthy dose in between her tits, rubbing them together to warm the lube up a bit before she wrapped his cock in between them. She propped up two pillows to elevate her head for the best view and access. Mel continued to hold her luscious tits firmly wrapped around Phil's shaft. As Phil began his first long upward thrust, he watched her long tongue snake out and softly lick under the head of his cock. He was turned on from the erotic act, and the sensitivity his cock felt, from her tongue-work. Slowly he began to rock his hips, watching as his lucky cock got to fuck her buxom tits.She tilted her head forward to let the head of his cock enter her mouth every time it left the warmth of her bosom. Phil gently ran his fingers through Mel's hair, occasionally helping to hold her head tilted forward as she ran her tongue & lips around his tip. The lube claimed to be ‘edible' but didn't taste the best, but if this blossomed into something more, she was more than willing to invest in some flavored lube. Her eyes were kept glancing upwards, watching the expression on his face. It was priceless and addicting; a look of disbelief and pure pleasure that she could watch all day long, if given the chance. For that, she'd let him fuck her anywhere and using whatever part of her body he pleased. The fact that she could bring this sort of pleasure to him, gave her a new fulfilled filling, which she hadn't known she'd longed for.He slowly rocked, savoring the first time he'd been allowed to do this to a woman. If you had told him that women actually did this outside of porn, before this morning he wouldn't have believed it. Andow he hoped that sometime again in his life, he'd get the chance to do it again. Watching the tip of his cock disappear into the mounds of tit flesh, then out and into her waiting mouth was a sight to behold. Getting to feel the soft skin of her body against his balls as they dragged against her with each stroke, was a new and fantastic sensation.She had to admit that he had a good amount of stamina, but all good things eventually ended, and she knew his ending was coming soon. His thrusts were getting faster and she could see the need to cum light up his face. His cock tip had changed from light pink, to red; then from red to purple. Mel just laid her head back and looked up at him, catching his eyes with hers, "Hmm, I want you to cum on my face lover. Cover me with that hot load of cum and show me just how much you love fucking my tits!"Phil wasn't expecting to hear that, but it fit; and encouraged on as she kept telling him to cum on her face, he began to rapidly stroke through her soft tits. Soon after, she got her wish, as he pulled his cock free, grabbed his shaft, and began to spurt the waiting load all over her face. He took aim as best as he could, managing to get the majority of the load to hit her in the face and in her hair. Not able to resist, Phil then leaned in to tap the tip of his cock against her chin, and then feed her the cum coated head.She suckled the head clean of cum, then rubbed her tongue under his tip for a while, as he softened. Then she let it slip free from her mouth. His semen dripping down her face felt odd at first, it was the only time she'd ever let a guy give her a facial, but she could get to like it. The man-show she was treated to, was priceless. The empowerment of knowing she aroused the masculine spectacle, made her feel sexually potent.Once he'd gotten off of her, she rose up, giggling, and made her way to the bathroom, taking her time in the shower to wash her face and scrub down a little bit. By the time her face was rinsed in the steamy shower, she felt a pair of hands on her hips. Turning around to welcome him with a kiss, she was surprised to find his tongue was already between her thighs. She reached one hand to his head while her other hand swiftly knocked two plastic bottles off the corner shower seat, then sit down on the edge of the seat. The large tiled shower allowed her to spread her legs. It was Phil's opportunity to pleasure her body. “I didn't know a Ginger bush could be so bright.” Phil said.“I didn't realize how big a bush could grow, either” Mel admitted to her lapsed mowing schedule.“Do you keep your bush this full?” He asked.“God, no! In fact, I was half thinking of making you wait longer, while I was changing out of my work clothes, last night.”“I'm a really good barber. Can I give you a shave & a facial?” He said with eager delight.“Uh, if you're good, you might get some repeat business. Are you up for auditioning?” She challenged him.“With your guidance and preferred tools, I'll be delighted.”Mel stood and reached out to her cabinet and retrieved a cordless trimmer & some baby oil. She sat back down and turned off the shower. Then gave Phil step by step coaching as he first removed the long lochs with the cordless clippers. Then he used her disposable razor to shave most of her mound and labia, leaving the clitoral strip alone. Finally, he massaged her entire region with baby oil. He used one hand to set the tools outside the shower as his other hand was continuing a deep massage of her clit & g-spot, simultaneously. As her breathing indicated greater arousal, Phil opened his mouth to suck on her stiffened clit. His hand stayed just below, to continue giving attention to her g-spot. His other hand slid up her torso, to find a wanting nipple to rub & softly pinch.The baby oil and shave added new sensitivity. The steamy bathroom caressed their bodies in warmth. Mel continued to immerse herself in these pleasures from her holiday lover. Phil intensified his efforts as he sensed her impending climax. Then, her body tensed and her breath was held. Her cunt began to tremor, and her body expelled a gush of fluids onto Phil's chin, and the finger he explored her cunt with. It flowed down his arm & neck. Phil clamped his lips hard on Mel's clit. She grabbed his head with both hands and pressed him firmly to her cunt.As the intensity waned, she released his head. Phil looked up, into her sated eyes. A drip hung from his chin, then fell to the tile. “How was that?” Phil asked.“Best damn shave & facial I've ever had!” Mel said with resolve and delight.Soon she stood and turned on the shower. They locked in a steamy wet embrace and shared a deep French kiss. Coming up for air, Mel took a scrubber pouf and lathered up his entire body. Then Phil did the same. They rinsed and stepped out, where they toweled each other off. He exited to dress, as she attended her bathroom rituals.She finished and made her way to the kitchen, the smell of coffee already wafted in the air. "I see you found the coffee pot," she smiled and wandered over to take a seat upon the counter."Aye, well it wasn't too terribly hidden," he walked over and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. "You know, I could get used to this.""Umm, a slutty girl that wakes you with sucking your cock then lets you fuck her tits and coat her face in your cum? What's there not to get used to?" She grinned at him, "Now so long as you were oh, willing to continue bathing me up with a tongue up my snatch, we might have a deal.""I think we could arrange something like that," he grinned."Did you, umm, want to come back after you took care of the mare? Maybe we could do a little Christmas dinner?"He gave her a soft kiss, "Would love to. And considering right now I smell like cum and cunt, I don't think smelling like a girl is too high on my list of concerns."After a couple of cups of coffee, the two of them left the condo heading in different directions. He was off to the school's barns and she was off to the local grocery store, thankful that it would be open for a few hours during the daytime. Grabbing a cart, she dashed through the store, picking up the few odds and ends and one of the last fresh turkeys sitting on the shelves. It was a little larger than she wanted but in the end she was just happy to have it. Once the groceries were gathered, off to home she scooted to spend the day cooking and listening to Christmas music thinking of the things that were to come.It took about an hour longer than he expected, but once things were wrapped up at the stables Phil hopped the nearest bus back to Mel's condo. He felt a little bad showing up smelling like the stables but being a fan of horses he figured she would understand. That and he just plain rather be at her place than anywhere else for the rest of the day.Once the turkey was set in the oven, Mel worked on the house, doing more than the usual straightening. She even added a few more holiday decorating touches. Realizing that the hot kitchen abd housework built up a sweat, she scampered off to the bathroom to give herself a bit of much wanted pampering. The stereo pumped out Christmas songs while she drew a steaming hot scented bath, lit several candles, and broke out her favorite shower gel. Then slowly she lowered her body into the water and sighed contentedly.Another scrubbing was given to her body, she leaned back and just soaked in the tub. When the water finally threatened to get chilly, Mel gave her hair a thorough washing then climbed out to dry off and give herself a coating of lotion. She gave into the temptation to be lazy and wrapped herself up in a soft terry cloth robe before crashing in front of the tv to watch a parade.A quick stop off at the store delayed his return, but finally Phil found himself standing at her door, hoping she hadn't changed her mind, and knocking softly.She woke with a start on the couch, somewhere between the King Kong balloon and one of the dancing displays, she'd passed out. When the second knock at the door came she jumped up and yelled, "Coming!" In front of a mirror she paused to fluff her hair a bit, but it had dried while she slept and looked quite messy. Another couple of seconds were spent fixing her dressing robe, at least so that the neighbors didn't catch a view she didn't want them to, and finally to the door. Out of the peephole she looked, smiled to herself, and then opened the door hiding all but her leaning head behind it. "Hey. Come on in."In he stepped, pausing for a moment as he suddenly realized how unsure he was of the nature of their relationship. For a second or two he just looked at her, then lightly smiled to himself and leaned in to kiss her.She blinked, having felt the sudden awkwardness as well, and almost sighed in relief when he leaned in. Mel leaned into the kiss, leaving it only brief, and turned to head into the kitchen to check the turkey, very glad that she'd set the alarm, and so at least knew it wasn't ruined. "How was the mare? Making any progress?"He just smiled at the way she acted, in some ways if he hadn't of known any better, it would have felt like they'd been in a relationship for a while, and at the moment that felt right. Into the kitchen he followed her, taking in a deep smell of the roasting turkey. His right hand lifted and placed the pair of bags onto the counter, "the things you wanted me to pick up from the market."They settled into making dinner, once he got the chance to remove his jacket and shoes. Peeks were snuck every time her robe moved in just the right way and he wondered if she'd worn it just to be able to tease him with. Mel quickly figured out he was taking sneak peeks at her whenever the material slid against the belt and started to make a game out of it, teasing him with the occasional look.When the food got to a point where everything that needed to be cooking was, and they had a little bit of time to spare, Mel got a little grin on her face. She glanced over to Phil, "So, how would you like an early appetizer?" When he agreed, she grabbed a towel and left the kitchen. Setting the towel on the armrest, she sat upon the side of the couch, pulled apart her robe and spread her legs, "Have a taste, lover." Admittedly she had to hold down the giggle at how cheesy it was, but it was fun to say. Leaving her ass up on the armrest, she lowered her body back, and supported her body with her hands on the cushions. He legs dangled off the floor.He laughed at the cheesy statement but that didn't last long as he eagerly took up her offer, and slipped between her thighs. Soft kisses were placed along her inner thigh, up and down between cunt and knee, to tease her till he couldn't resist anymore. He plunged his tongue into her sweet hole and licked up, flicking the tip against her clit. Down to the floor he kneeled and rested her legs upon his shoulders while he lapped away at her cunt. Fingers played occasionally with her clit and gently teased against her wet hole before working a pair in.His lips focused more on her clit while he began to gently finger her twat, till he found just the way that she liked to be touched. The pace began to increase to a comfortable rhythm and suction was applied to the hardened nub while his tongue traced the alphabet upon her clit. He used his other arm to keep her thighs separate as her thighs, strengthened from riding, had begun to reflexively squeeze upon his head. The tighter she squeezed the closer he knew she was. Just when he thought he couldn't hold back much longer she let out a loud, guttural scream and his fingers were coated with a layer of her slick cum.She leaned back against her hands, panting and savoring the afterglow of her orgasm. It's been too long, she thought, too many months, years; since she'd enjoyed getting her cunt eaten and he'd gone right down twice, today. Maybe he was indeed a keeper, she mused to herself as she watched him get up, wash himself of her cum, and then tend to the meal. Only time would tell, but for this Christmas he was certainly what she'd needed and she stifled her giggle at the thought that maybe Santa had brought him early.At dinner they stuffed themselves, sharing stories, hers from the military and his from grad school. When the meal had been put away, they retreated to the living room and this time she curled right up against him instead of playing the waiting game. Somewhere along the way he'd lost his pants, perhaps after his second helping of mashed turnips, not that she could speak still clothed in her robe. As the movies played they teased each other, her occasionally stealing gropes of his boxer clad cock and him tracing circles along her navel and breasts.By the time the second movie ended it was drawing late, well late enough for the two to excuse themselves to bed, and she half dragged him to the bedroom. With a slightly hard push, Mel threw him upon his back on the bed. She slipped out of her robe and strode over to him, crawling up on the bed towards his torso. Fingers slipped into his boxers and pulled them down, letting his cock spring forth. Up to her knees she got and moved forwards till she was over his waiting member. Without waiting, she plunged down, taking his full length in one smooth stroke.Leaning forwards she rested against her hands and began to bounce her hips, riding his cock. Her world-class breasts swayed in front of him and her wavy red hair hung down, framing his face. Mel stared at him, bouncing as fast as she could without fear of dislodging him, savoring the feeling of his cock stretching her tunnel and drinking in the looks on his face as she did so. Through two orgasms she rode him till his hands grabbed her ass and pulled her down hard, just before filling her with his spunk. She held him in for a few moments longer till regretfully letting go of his cock and rolling over to the bed. Instantly she snuggled up against his body while pulling up the blankets to cover them. Her ass was wedged against his groin. His arm was over her, and cupping a boob. She raised her leg and reached way down, finding his flaccid cock. She tucked it tight against her cunt and lowered her leg back down.“Making sure your cock remains warm and comforted, Phil. Good night dear.” Her last thought was of his steady heartbeat against her ear. This became a nightly tradition over the next several days of Christmas break."3, 2, 1, Happy New Year!" Came the cheers from the television, not that Mel heard, because just when the ball hit bottom, she screamed in orgasm while getting pounded from behind. Phil had a tight hold on her hips and kept slamming deep into her, driving her through three more orgasms before pulling out and spraying his load over her ass and back. Both collapsed upon the bed, panting and grinning. She leaned over to give him a tender kiss, "Now That, is the way to bring in the New Year!" A great year, and a loving, passionate, new love affair.By JagFarlane for Literotica.

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What's the secret to getting accepted into director development programs? Are you making these common mistakes when pitching by email? How can you standout and launch your movie directing career?Matt and Oren chat with Ruth Du about how she broke into Hollywood as a film director. And she talks about what makes her latest film, available on Apple TV, "Samson" something you have to see.You can find Ruth Du on Instagram @ruthie06 Follow Samson (Nov 29, 2024 release) on Instagram @samsonmovie23 and see the trailer at http://www.watchsamson.comAnd if you want to know how to film people trapped in the trunk of a car

Matchday 14 was full of emotion and goals, topped on both counts at Mestalla.Matt Clark (@MattClark_08) and Paco Polit (@pacopolitENG) unpick all the action from Matchday 14.Paco was at Mestalla for Valencia's first game since the devastating floods, and there was poignancy in large supply. The game was superb, too, with Los Che earning a much-needed win in a six-goal thriller.The headline partidazo of the weekend ended in favour of Athletic Club, as the Basque Derby points stayed with the hosts yet again.Barça stumbled in a chaotic last ten minutes at Balaídos, dropping two important points in the title race. Real Madrid took full advantage on Sunday to cut the gap to just four points – and Los Blancos have that game in hand.In Part Two, we salute Diego Simeone on reaching 700 games at the helm of Atleti, who celebrated in pure style with a healthy dollop of suffering.Elsewhere, there was a bizarre end to a five-goal show in Gran Canaria, five goals at Montilivi to leave Manolo González on the precipice, and four shared at El Sadar.Last but by no means least, there were also crucial home wins for Getafe and Sevilla. Paco might just be a fan of Allan Nyom's performance on Friday night.Subscribe to our Substack for plenty more Spanish football content as we head into another European midweek!Check us out at lllonline.substack.com. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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"Judge not, lest you be judged" is often misunderstood. Ray, E.Z., Mark, and Oscar talk about the criteria Jesus provided for judging by emphasizing the concept of being "measured." In ancient times, people used scales to measure grain, but tax collectors and Romans often tampered with these scales, leading to unjust measurements. Jesus warned against using unbalanced scales to judge others, implying we must hold ourselves to the same standard. It is impossible to make judgments without evaluating actions.When the guys talk about judging, they mean assessing someone's actions, not their motives. While it's essential to make judgment calls, Christians should be righteous and grounded in God's word. It's wrong to assume we know someone's internal motives, but believers can lovingly point out clear sins. Twisting scripture to avoid accountability is misguided. Chrisitains understand their own shortcomings and invite others to receive grace, rather than condemning them.Jesus clarified, rather than abolished, the law. God knows our hearts completely, and both believers and unbelievers must judge themselves before they stand in front of God. The Bible encourages us to discern good fruit from bad. Judging isn't about deciding someone's eternal fate but evaluating their actions. This helps individuals recognize and correct their sins, fostering spiritual growth. Believers benefit from mutual accountability, as it helps produce good fruit. Spiritual stagnation often results from a lack of honest feedback. It's crucial to welcome constructive criticism and avoid hypocrisy, which requires an outside perspective to identify.Romans 10 illustrates improper judgment, advising against a judgmental spirit. Everyone's sanctification journey is unique, and non-sinful personal choices should be respected. Instead of criticizing, the guys encourage believers to ask questions and seek understanding. Judgmental attitudes are ugly and unproductive; we lack full knowledge and should mind our own business. There's only one true judge, and expecting others to conform to our standards is hypocritical.To close, the guys talk about some practical ways to avoid a judgeful spirit. Community provides counsel and support. Share opinions with humility and graciousness when asked, but avoid interfering in non-sin issues. Respect areas of liberty unless they lead to sin or stunt growth. Focus on your own sanctification and celebrate others' strengths. Addressing personal shortcomings can keep us from meddling in others' lives.Send us a Text Message. Thanks for listening! If you've been helped by this podcast, we'd be grateful if you'd consider subscribing, sharing, and leaving us a comment and 5-star rating! Visit the Living Waters website to learn more and to access helpful resources!You can find helpful counseling resources at biblicalcounseling.com.Check out The Evidence Study Bible and the Basic Training Course.You can connect with us at podcast@livingwaters.com. We're thankful for your input!Learn more about the hosts of this podcast.Ray ComfortEmeal (“E.Z.”) ZwayneMark SpenceOscar Navarro

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