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 Quaranteam - Dave In Dallas: Part 3 Houses Belsus bonds over pain. Based on a post by RonanJWilkerson, in 12 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Becca took a small sip of her drink. Her eyes flared lightly, but she didn't cough or choke. "Dave, tell me a story from when you were younger. Something stupid you once did." Dave's head fell back against the couch. "Oh boy. I didn't do any of the usual stupid stuff. Far too insular for that, no group of friends to drag me into wild, hilarious mistakes." Dave thought for a minute, trying to decide if he should tell this particular story. Or if he could. Hell, they were stuck living with him, they deserved to know. "Okay, so this happened in my second summer of college. I was tutoring a lot, and one lady in particular met with me at least once a week. Really nice person, pretty too. Her name was Kim Dawson. She'd gone all in on the late 80's media image of what pretty looked like; dyed blonde hair, boob implants, blue contact lenses. That helped her professionally of course; she worked as a stripper and did well enough to pay her tuition out of pocket, plus a small but nice rent house for her and her son." "You went to her house?" Dave nodded while swallowing the sip he'd just taken. "After the first several sessions, we got comfortable with each other, and it was helpful to her for me to come over on days she didn't have classes, especially if she had to go to work after our tutoring session." Dave paused for a moment, gathering the courage to continue. "So, about two months after we started working together, I'm at her house, sitting at her dinner table. It's a small round table to one side of her kitchen. Like I said, it's a small house, but good condition and she kept it well. Big enough for her and a six year old. Anyway, she gets up to take a brain break and decides she's going to change. She wasn't heading to work, and had come back from running errands, so she wanted to put on something more comfortable." Dave noted the ladies exchanging glances amongst themselves. "Just,; don't judge okay?" He paused again for a moment. "She left her bedroom door open, but the table was well away from the door, like a big angle away." Another look shared. "I didn't follow her with my eyes or anything, but she started talking to me through the open door, so naturally I turned my head towards the door. There was a mirror on the wall that I could see. Now, no, no she wasn't visible in the mirror. At least not from the angle and distance I was at." The looks passing among the ladies were both cryptic in the specifics and utterly obvious in the general meaning. "Oh, I forgot to mention that earlier we had discussed payment. She said this might have to be the last session for a while because she didn't think she could afford to pay. I had told her we could work something out." Three sets of eyebrows raised. "No, not like that. I just assured her I'd let her pay it out if she needed to. I was trying to be accommodating. She needed the help, she put in the work, I was just trying to be helpful." "Oh, baby." Jan said sympathetically. Dave winced. "So then she says she can't hear me well and asks me to come to the door to talk to her." He sighed. "I didn't. I told her I couldn't, I didn't want to violate her privacy. I don't think those were the actual words I used, but it was something like that." Dave couldn't even look at the others, just stared up at the ceiling. "She insists, says she strips to a G-string multiple times a night and she's already in a bra and shorts, she's just looking for a shirt, so it's no big deal." Another sigh. "Then she finally says she wants me to come back there; to; be with her. She; she said I could sleep with her in exchange for tutoring." "Oh my god, David you didn't did you?" Lupie asked. "No, no of course I didn't. And that was the problem. I couldn't. I felt frozen. What she was asking me to do was against everything I'd been taught about being a good guy. And I had nothing against her, but I'd been taught that all the guys at the strip club were abusing her, and I didn't want to do the same, so I stayed put and told her I couldn't do that to her, we can work something else out. After a bit more back and forth, she got pissed and told me to leave. My legs had been frozen the entire time, locked up. I finally managed to force myself up and walked out." All three ladies were absolutely silent. "That wasn't the end of it. After waiting a week, I tried calling a few times to see if she wanted a tutoring session. She never answered." More silence. "Two semesters later, I take organic chem, and one of my classmates and study partners is a friend of Kim's. I didn't know that at first, she waited until we had been working together awhile. She finally told me it was a ruse. Kim made enough in two or three nights to pay rent for a month, and another four covered all the groceries for a month. Mind you, this was early 90's so a lot of things were cheaper. Hell, gas was barely over a dollar a gallon. Kim had set it up to make a fantasy play and I blew it. According to Beth, Kim felt hurt. That was absolutely mind boggling to me. I just couldn't accept the idea that I could mean enough to a woman to hurt her in anyway, certainly not by not having sex with her." Becca shifted against him, turning toward him. "Yeah, I know. I'm an idiot." "You really had no idea?" Jan queried. "Not a bit. I just didn't want to hurt her. I didn't want to be the jackass. Turns out I was anyway." "David," Becca asked, "could I get some help with my math?" She kept her tone even, but her face belied her joke. "Oh hush." Becca worried about missing out on college, so Jan suggested she work through some of Dave's history and biography books as a substitute for a history course. The two were downstairs in the library, reading and talking. This left Lupie and Dave alone in bed. Both were certain it was not a mere coincidence. Lupie curled into Dave's side, her head resting on his chest. She wore a light camisole. He wore his usual; nothing. "David, I wanted to thank you for backing me up the other morning with Esme." "You're welcome. I just thought it was important she not get the idea she can play me against you." Lupie snuggled him tighter. "Still, I think it fair you know what she was about to say." "Only if you think it necessary." "It's a little embarrassing. I thought she was asleep. And I thought I was being quiet." Lupie paused, blushing. "Still it has been several years since I've,; um;” "Gotcha." "Yes, so, um, there have been times when I've; taken care of certain needs. And I was thinking of you. She must have been awake and heard me call your name." Lupie's head was buried as hard into his chest as possible without breaking ribs. "Well, now you don't have to imagine. You have me, and I have you." "You're not upset?" "More like flattered. And frustrated with myself. If I'd picked up on some signs, maybe;” "Let's not go down the 'what if' road David. You're right. We have each other now. We'll build from here." Dave tightened the hug for a moment. "You know, I passed by when you were on your computer earlier. It's kinda cool to see you work. You have this penetrating gaze, like you're dissecting everything you read, weighing each word in a balance and jettisoning the unworthy." "Hmm, must have been when I was working on that memo about handover protocols. Those details can give anyone a headache." Lupie kissed his jawline. "But I don't want to talk about work now. Just hold me, David." September 23, 2020. "What do you want to make for dinner tonight?" Dave asked as he and Janice entered the kitchen. "Not sure just yet. Tell you what, you check the fridge, I'll go into the pantry and check the shelves. Let's see what we come up with from what we see." "Okay." Dave started scanning the fridge shelves for ingredients when a thought occurred to him. The pantry was private. It had been a day or so for Jan. He walked over and opened the door. "Oh good, I was wondering if I'd have to play damsel in distress needing my big strong man to help me find something in this tight little space." "Well, I do have a probe made especially for tight spaces." He kissed her, balancing hunger with tenderness. Jan hummed into the kiss. She wrapped her arms around Dave's neck and pulled her body against his. "Umm-hmm, and that probe is so very good too." She nibbled lightly on his lower lip. Knowing they had little time, and Jan was up for a quickie, Dave took hold of her slacks and panties at the waist band and pulled them down to her knees. Jan emitted a delighted squeak. Her eyes shone with excitement as he stood and picked her up, carrying her to a bare patch of wall between shelves. He shoved his cargo shorts and boxers to his ankles, then hooked his hands under her thighs and lifted and folded her in one motion as he pressed her to the wall. She gasped and moaned, giving her approval and yielding herself to his power, confident that he would meet her needs as he saw to his own. Dave drove himself into her, the serum effects having made her fully wet already. He slid full length on the first thrust. She groaned happily, hungrily and gripped his shoulders. They were pressed for time, so he pounded into her hot wet tunnel with fervor. Such was her excitement that she reached her first climax in just a few minutes. Desperately trying to contain her enjoyment, Jan bit Dave's shoulder as he accelerated his thrusting, pounding more vigorously than he ever had, racing Jan to a second climax a minute before he burst inside her, kicking her over the orgasmic abyss a third time. Dave stopped, holding her in place as both panted for air. The enclosed pantry suddenly felt hot and muggy. His legs felt wobbly. He carefully lowered her legs to the ground, allowing himself to fall outside of her as he did so. Jan pouted for a moment, then dropped to her knees to clean off his cock. "Can't make a mess in here now can we?" She said with a wink. She pulled his shorts up before drawing her own pants into place. Then she sauntered out the door. Dave followed, but nearly ran into her when she stopped short two steps out the door. Lupie and Becca stood there, smirking and clapping. Jan blushed and turned, burying her face in Dave's chest. "Get over it girl, we're all gonna catch each other like that once in a while." Becca said. "I'll remind you of that when it's you," Lupie razzed. Dinner was only a little late, but it was good. Lupie winkingly attributed the good taste to the fact it was made with love. September 24, 2020. Dave looked into the kitchen and saw Lupie at the counter, her back to him, working away. He walked carefully up behind her and gently placed his hands on her hips. She started for a second, then settled into him, allowing her back to rest on his chest. She laid her work down and lay her head on his shoulder. "Hmm. This, this right here." Dave turned his head to hers and they shared a slow, soft kiss as he brought his hands around to her abdomen. They rocked slowly together, swaying to unheard music. What Dave had intended as a happy little moment escalated when Lupie started grinding her rear against his crotch. A moment later, she brought his hands up to her tits. Dave was caught between excitement and control. He very much wanted to paw at her lovely mounds. A wonderfully medium size, Lupie's tits were just barely less than a handful. About as pert as could be natural for a woman in her early thirties. She moaned as he groped. Lupie spun in his arms, kissed him, grabbed his hand, and took off to the bedroom. Dave kept up easily, grinning and laughing the whole way. He stopped her twice to pull her in for a kiss. Once the door closed, they each ripped off their own clothes and sprinted to the bed. Lupie pulled Dave on top of her, her legs apart, insistently rubbing her body against him. "Hungry much?" "What's going on is a tragedy of epic proportions, but I also feel more free than I have in ages. Since I was a teen. Now fuck your bitch in heat David." She snagged his head in her hands and kissed him passionately. Her legs wrapped around him, leaving him enough room to maneuver himself to her entrance. Her own thrusting and abundance of lubrication had him sinking deep into her the moment he lined himself up. She kept up her pelvic motions, timing them with Dave's thrusting. They fucked frantically, frenetically, neither pausing or relenting until Dave burst into Lupie, shooting several thick ropes into her warm, waiting depths. Lupie shuddered with his emissions, griping him tightly with her arms, legs, and inner muscles. They lay panting for a few moments and then looked at each other and laughed. September 25, 2020. Friday mid-morning found Dave on the couch, debating a point of fandom with Becca. "Picard was way wilder than Kirk. They just seem the other way around in contrast with their first officers." "That's crazy talk, Becca. Picard is the staid diplomat that negotiates treaties. Kirk is the bar-room brawler that fought every alien in the sector, or bedded them." "Kirk was the A-student that cheated on the big final exam but got a pass afterward since he was a teacher's pet. Picard was an athlete and got into a bar fight with Naussicans. And got stabbed through the heart." "How dare you speak so insultingly of Jean-Luc the great?" Dave mock-scowled. "Because he's good but not great." Becca giggled. "Blasphemy! I'll shall exorcise the demon from your mind young one!" "And just how to do you plan on doing that?" The grin was the same, but her eyes had picked up a hungry glimmer. Dave did not answer. He lunged at her, hands reaching for her ribs. And then he began tickling her. Becca let out an "Oh!" As Dave barreled into her, pressing her against the couch arm. As soon as he began tickling her, she let out a loud happy shriek, followed by a series of cackles. Dave relented briefly and she caught her breath. Becca gave him a quick kiss, then slipped from under him, heading for the stairs with a look over her shoulder. With a huge grin, Dave shot after her, catching her at the top of the stairs and tickling her again. Her legs gave out from under her during the pleasant bombardment on her sides. He scooped her up and carried her the rest of the way to the bedroom. He kicked the door shut, then walked over and tossed her on the bed before jumping atop her, kissing and groping. She responded in kind, hungry and happy. They started shedding clothes wildly, paying no heed to where they landed. Mutually nude, mutually aroused, hands roaming they rolled on the bed. Dave slipped his hands to her ribs again. Becca squealed in anticipation just as he began to tickle her. Laughing and cackling she wiggled about, half-heartedly trying to escape his grasp. In the commotion, Dave still managed to align himself with her entrance, and pushed himself partially inside. He stopped his assault on her ribs just as he penetrated. A cross between a gasp and a sigh ushered from Becca. Eyes closed, she grinned wildly. Dave drove himself slowly, methodically within her. She draped her hands around his back and her legs around his waist. A look of blissful contentment blazed forth from her. He coaxed her to climax three times before finally allowing himself to spill into her. Afterward, they lay spooning in bed, Dave's chest against Becca's back, his right arm draped over her side, hand resting on her tummy. Breathing, just being close. Until Dave heard soft sobs from her. "Becca?" "I'm sorry. It felt so great, and then I thought about telling my Aunt Teresa about how my life is changed, how good I feel in bed with you, having you in my life like this." She shuddered with grief. "She's; she's; I'll never get to talk with her again. She's the one; I could talk to. When mom was stuck on rote doctrine, Aunt Teresa talked to me. Even if she echoed mom's position, she talked to me. Now they're all just gone." Dave held her firmly, letting her cry, letting her know he was there with her. After several minutes of silence, he spoke. "We live in dark times, beloved. For now anyway, happiness comes in bursts, sadness in buckets." He paused to compose himself. "We cling together to weather the storm. Separately, we may all drown." She placed her hand on his, reassuring herself he was there, as she cried herself to sleep. She never noticed his tears falling in her hair. September 28, 2020. Dave opened the door, half-expecting a National Guardsman with a woman to add to his house. He wasn't wrong. The lady in question stood ready, with a bright smile. A telegenic smile. And Dave recognized her after a moment. "Holy crap. You're Shawna Cooper! How the hell did you wind up here?" "Well, according to Oracle, you were my best match at 93%" with that same rich, assuring voice he'd come to appreciate from the TV. "Wow, okay." Dave paused to sign the form. He hadn't paid too much attention the first two times so he scanned the document quickly. He burst out laughing. The soldier grinned. "Yeah, some chairborne ranger had a little fun with that one." Shawna looked at him funny. "Something I should know?" "I'll tell you inside, with the others. They should hear this too." Dave waved as the military truck pulled away, then lead Shawna into the living room. The rest of the house must have heard the door. All three ladies currently bonded to Dave were already in the living room. "Hello" said Shawna, cautiously attempting to engage the other women. "Hey aren't you; " "Shawna Cooper, Senior Meteorologist at WFAA. Although, I may get promoted to Chief Meteorologist soon." A short round of congratulations circulated for the next minute. "Wow, Dave, you're accumulating a real smorgasbord of women. A blonde, a Latina, an Asian woman, and now a black woman." Jan smirked. Dave shook his head and closed his eyes. Shawna chuckled. "If she hadn't said it, I would have." "I'm surrounded by smart alecks." "Each of whom was selected by a computer especially for you." Apparently, the new arrival wasn't giving a holiday on sass. The playful smile on her face was already enchanting Dave's heart. "God help me." "He did David, He sent you us." Lupie punctuated her statement with a quick kiss. The others laughed. "Okay, what was that at the door about the form?" Shawna inquired. "And something about an airborne ranger?" Dave smiled. "No, a chairborne ranger. It's the army version of a desk jockey. Someone that works an army office job, but probably has a bunch of military memorabilia. They think they're a badass, but they've never been in the field without a GP medium and a heater." "You served?" Jan asked. "No, but I had a good friend that was special forces. Taught me a lot." A grey cloud of uncertainty fell across Dave's face. He shook it off. "Anyway, desk jockeys handle the paperwork and sometimes make new forms. All government forms are identified by letters signifying the department that created it, followed by some numbers. The form I have to sign when y'all get dropped off must have been created by an army guy because it's Form DA-6969-R." After a two count, the meaning of the numbers sank in and everyone burst out laughing. "Hmm, now that's giving me ideas" purred Shawna, her eyes slightly hooded. "I try to give each of you some time to get used to me and the house before making that last leap." Lupie piped up, "But we do have precedent for no delay." Becca blushed. "Oh, poor baby," Shawna teased, "did the pretty little blonde jump your bones before you were ready?" "There were some extenuating circumstances, which you will learn in time. I'm sure it will be part of the family story as we go forward. We did know each other before she got vaxxed, so I had some comfort level that she wanted this without the serum effects." "Could I get a quick thumbnail description?" "I'm Dave's next door neighbor." Lupie pointed through the wall towards her house. "Becca was my babysitter," Becca gave a shy smile and a head nod "who was watching Esme, my daughter when the lockdowns hit. We all worked together, staying isolated to get through all this. When the CDC guy came, Becca and I asked Dave to request us. Jan," the lady mentioned waved her hand "was delivered the next morning to Dave's house as we were picked up to get the shot. Something bad happened at the vax center that I don't want to go in to fully at the moment, so Becca was adamant about not waiting when we arrived. Our tender loving man didn't get to be as tender with Becca's first time as he intended." "Sounds like I have a lot to catch up on later." A look of sorrow settled on Shawna. "I'm sorry to ask but where is Esme?" "Oh, she's upstairs reading. We didn't want her down here in case the conversation got a little; risqué." Lupie replied. "She's nine. According to the CDC people, she'll be safe when she reaches eleven. I didn't understand the full explanation, but the important part is she is safe and will remain safe from this thing." "Got it, so no mounting Dave on the couch." "Preferably not." Lupie's Cheshire cat grin matched Shawna's. "Then I think it's time we headed upstairs, tender loving man." In the bedroom, with the door firmly shut, Dave and Shawna stood before each other, gazing at each other's face, eyes roaming across the other's body. "Nervous?" Shawna asked. "Never been with a black woman before?" "My lifetime dance card is a little short, so yeah, still working through the nerves somewhat." Dave temporized. "And no, actually, I've never been with a black woman, but I suspect all the parts work the same." That made her laugh. "See, I can be a smart ass too. Actually, until the last week, I'd never been with a Latina, and Asian woman, or a blonde. Well, not a natural blonde. And I've dated a Latina, but it never went that far." Shawna kissed him. Dave gratefully accepted the interruption of his babbling and joined her. Lips gently merging, pressing. Slowly probing with tongues. Twirling against each other. Mutual tongue stroking turned to suckling on each other's tongue. Hands rubbed backs, pulling insistently. Her soft upper body sandwiched between them. His hands roamed to her sides, then to her bosom. Dave began unbuttoning her blouse. Shawna pulled Dave's t-shirt over his head. "Hmm, nice. Fit without being gross. I like a man that finds balance. Huh." Dave kissed Shawna's neck at the clavicle, suckling and licking. His hands finished with her buttons, he shucked her shirt over her shoulders and she shrugged to drop the shirt off. Cupping her bra-clad bosoms from below, Dave dove into Shawna's cleavage, reveling in the feel of her ample tits surrounding his face. "Yeah baby. Feast on these boobs. You lovin' the size or the taste baby? I'm different than the others in both respects." "Infinite diversity in infinite combination." Dave lifted his head to speak. He brought his hands around to the back to unclasp her lacy orange bra, but couldn't find the mechanism. He pulled his head back from her chest to focus his eyes. Shawna just chuckled as his hands came back to the front, in the center of her bra to release the imprisoned twins. Her hands roamed his back and tousled his hair as he dallied with her chest. With her bra tossed away, Dave took a nipple in his mouth and suckled. Shawna gasped and hummed appreciatively. Her hands moved down his sides, seeking his waist band. She caught hold of his shorts, hooked her fingers beneath them and his boxers, and shoved both to his ankles. One hand grasped his shaft, the other massaged his testicles. Dave groaned from the stimulation of her efforts. "Yeah baby, that's it. You and me, we're gonna give each other a lot of happy." Shawna cooed into his ear before nibbling on it. Dave switched his attention to the other nipple. One hand teased the wet nipple, while the other dropped to the waist band of her slacks. One handed, he unbuckled her belt and unsnapped her pants. He worked the zipper a few inches down one handed also, until they loosened. Then he tugged downward, revealing her lacy orange panties. Dave caught her under the curve of her rump in both hands and lifted her to his body. Shawna squeaked and then hummed her approval as he continued to nibble her neck. She wrapped her legs around his waist. In two steps, he had them at the edge of the bed. Dave crawled onto his knees on the bed and brought his hands under her shoulder blades before lowering their torsos to the bed. Dave hooked his fingers through the thigh straps of Shawna's panties and slipped them from her. Her naked essence now exposed, Dave brought his face to her core and inhaled deeply, reveling in the scent of an aroused woman. He pressed in, his lips and tongue investigating his new partner, caressing her most intimate area. "Hmm, baby that feels so nice, but I need you in me." Shawna tugged at Dave's head. "Dock that thing in the shuttle bay captain." Dave crawled up over top of her with a huge grin on his face. She was sloppy wet below, so he slid in easily as he moved up her body. They were instinctively in sync so that they aligned themselves without discussion or fumbling. Dave was aroused as well, of course, to the point he already had a few beads of precum at the tip of his cock. As he entered, Shawna's body stiffened, then shook. She let out a loud groan as all the air left her lungs. Dave held her until the shaking stopped. "Damn," she said when she caught her breath, "they weren't lyin'." Hunger dominated her features as a wicked smile spread over her face. She rolled them, still connected, taking the top spot. "Ride 'em cowgirl." Shawna laughed as she began rolling her hips, her body writhing sinuously with the motion. Her bounteous tits swayed rhythmically, hypnotically. Dave grasped them, curling his torso up to bring his mouth to her pec pillows and feasted greedily upon the supple flesh. Shawna moaned louder with the attention. Her hips moved faster, beginning to hop an inch or so with each swish of her hips. "Let's kick this to Warp 10 baby." Shawna braced her hands on Dave's shoulders, pushing him flat to the mattress. Using him as an anchor, she began lifting and lowering herself along his rod, riding him hard and fast. Immediately her vocalizations were louder, more primal. Dave could feel the tremors rising in her body just as his own arousal raced to the peak. Dave held off for several minutes before letting loose. As she received his load, Shawna's body shook like she had gripped a live electrical wire. Her torso collapsed on to him like a marionette with the strings cut. Dave heard her chant "Imprinting;” twice before the room started to spin and everything went black. September 29, 2020. When Dave awoke, he was alone in bed. For a moment, by the light level, he thought it had only been a few hours. Then he noticed the angle of the shadows and realized it wasn't later that afternoon, it was several hours past the following daybreak. On the plus side, he felt great. And,; something was wrong. He couldn't place it. No, was something right? It'd be easier to concentrate if Esme's giggles from the kitchen weren't punctuating his thoughts. He couldn't hear any words, but the background sounds sure made it seem like she was helping someone in the kitchen. What? How the hell could he hear them that far away? He hadn't heard that well since his early twenties. And Where The Hell Was His Tinnitus? Ho-lee shit. The high-pitched whine that filled his days and haunted his nights was gone. Shit, now it would be easier to hear women and kids again. Dave barely remembered to throw on shorts and a shirt before sprinting downstairs. He picked up Esme and spun her around. "I hear you! I hear you! All the way up in the bedroom and I could hear you!" He hugged her close. She giggled, once she realized he wasn't mad. Dave set her down and gave her a big kiss on her forehead. "You are officially my favorite stepdaughter." This apple didn't fall far from the tree. She narrowed her eyes and grinned. "I'm un-officially your only stepdaughter." "Still my favorite." He said, his voice receding with him. Dave went upstairs to his office. He had a Zoom call to make that he'd been putting off. "Hi, Uncle Dave." The deep brown eyes, framed by pale skin and equally brown hair of Olivia Barnes stared back at Dave from the screen. Her father's hawkish features softened by the influence of her mother's rounder ones. Except the skin around her eyes was reddened, and somewhat puffy. Dave feared he knew why his goddaughter had been crying. It had been more than a month since he'd heard from his best friends, Carter and Janelle Barnes. "Hey Livy Bean." Maybe his longtime nickname for her would be comforting, of a sort. She did brighten slightly. Like a slightly less dim twilight. "Sorry I haven't called in a while. Things have been changing a bit around here." "Oh, that's fine." She couldn't have sounded more like Eeyore if she tried. "I just; " Olivia was cut short by the playful screech of Esme rocketing into the room, obviously being pursued. She hid behind Dave's chair as Becca entered. "Hey, you two, settle down, I'm on a Zoom call." "Oh, sorry." Both said. "Dave?! What the hell are people doing in your house! Why aren't you quarantining!?" "Yeah, that's part of the busy." Dave looked to Becca and Esme, starting to leave. "Don't go just yet. I should introduce you. Liv, this is Esme, she's the daughter of Lupie, my next door neighbor. Becca was Esme's babysitter doing a long-term babysit when the lockdowns started. We quarantined in separate houses, but worked together to make sure we each had what we needed." They each waved as their names were mentioned. "I recognize the names from earlier conversations. So how are they in your house now Dave?" Energized by questions that needed answering, Olivia strangely seemed more alert than at the beginning of the call. Dave shooed Esme out, Becca following after her and shutting the door. "About two weeks ago now, a guy came to my door, telling me they had a vaccine for this virus. But it has some weird effects." "What kind of weird effects?" Olivia's redheaded roommate Melanie Ustanich popped her head into view. "Well, they can't give the vaccine to men at all. At least not directly." This is not the way he had intended this conversation to go, but here they were. "Women can take the vaccine, and then; transmit the immunity to a man." "How?" Melanie asked with a scowl. "Oh boy. That's were this gets surreal." Dave temporized. "Giving the vaccine directly to a man is 100% fatal. But, a woman can share her immunity with a man directly, through, um,; intercourse." "Okay, I'm calling bullshit." Melanie huffed out of frame. By her footstep sounds, she left the room Olivia was transmitting from. "That's crazy Uncle Dave." "Yeah, that's what I said. But then I red all the documentation, I took the survey. And I have four partners." "Four?" "The effects of the vaccine only partially transmit to the man, and have to be reinforced by frequent; contact. In order to keep a man; safe; he should have multiple partners." Dave winced. "Last I heard, the ultimate goal is twelve to fifteen women per man. And it's permanent. Once a woman gets the vaccine and; sleeps with a man, sleeping with any other man would be dangerous, even fatal." Dave paused while Olivia absorbed what he'd just said. "It's for a lifetime, Liv. Look, if you know someone you think you can make it work long-term with, you should find him and talk to him. The people doing the vaccination should be getting out to Stephenville in another week or so. Maybe you can find someone suitable by then." Dave squirmed in his seat. "I don't have to look anywhere Dave. I know who I'd want to bond with for the rest of my life. The same man I've yearned for; for years." "Good, you should call him immediately. And tell your roommate to think about who she'd want to partner with. And she might want to consider the same guy." With a small smirk Liv replied. "Not a bad idea. This guy likes redheads. But he has a blind spot though. Has trouble noticing when women like him. Especially younger women. He keeps passing it off as infatuation. 'Just a crush'." "Well maybe you need to; " Dave stopped with his mouth hanging open, frozen. He had to remind himself to blink. "Dave, you ok? Do I need to turn you off, then turn you back on?" The sarcasm snapped him out of it. "Very funny Liv." He gathered his thoughts, or tried to. They kept scattering like cats at bath time. "I'm more than twice your age Olivia. I changed your diapers for god's sake! I helped raise you. You came to me when you were afraid to talk to your parents. Biologically it's not incest, but damn." "It's not the same David! Please; " a knock at the door interrupted them. Shawna slipped in. "Is everything okay in here?" She brought herself into the camera's field of view. "Uh, hi. I'm Olivia, David's goddaughter. Who are you?" "I'm his newest partner. I just imprinted yesterday." Shawna settled gently on Dave's thigh, keeping part of her weight on her feet. "Imprinted?" "That's what they call the binding process that happens when the vaccine serum mixes with a man's semen inside a woman's body." "Huh." Olivia looked pensive. Melanie had come back into view. Presumably, she'd been in hearing range for a minute or so. Olivia squinted at the screen, as if trying to pick out an important detail. "Anyone ever tell you that you look like the weather lady on channel 8?" "It's been known to happen." Shawna said coyly. "You may have noticed I wasn't on the air last night. And I won't be for two more nights. Vaccination leave. Some places give longer, but there's only so much staff at the station these days. I couldn't drop that much load on the rest of the weather room staff." "Oh wow. Wow. Just. Okay. This is a lot all at once." Behind Olivia, Melanie typed furiously on her phone. When the site she searched for came up she held the phone out, as if beside Olivia's laptop screen, her eyes scanning back and forth between the two. "No fucking way. Your uncle is banging the channel 8 weather chick?" Shawna's eyes narrowed. "I have a master's degree in meteorology. I have five years' experience storm chasing, another four years' experience at NSSL, and six years' experience at the station. I am a scientist as well as a broadcaster. I am not a weather chick. Hell, I have three scientific papers as the PI." Melanie looked cowed. "I'm sorry. I got a little caught up in the moment. You're right that was out of line." She paused. "Wait, you're a detective too? How does that work?" "No," Shawna said with a hand to the bridge of her nose, "PI is principal investigator; it's the polite term on a scientific team for the HMFC; head motherfucker in charge." Dave stroked her thigh, keeping his face blank. He wasn't going to laugh at her phrasing, nor admonish her harshness. "Yeah, now I need to dial it back. Sorry girls." "Don't. It's fine. Kinda funny actually." Melanie's face began receding from its earlier attempt to match her hair color. "I apologize for being brusque, but can we get back to the topic at hand?" Olivia pleaded. "David, have you ever noticed or wondered why all my relationships never lasted longer than three months?" "I just figured they weren't good enough for you." "Well, you're not wrong there. I measured them; all of them; against you and they came up wanting." "I would have thought a better comparison would be your dad. I mean, let's face it, he's a much more manly guy than me." Dave hoped he'd kept the bitter tone out of his voice. No one showed any hint it registered with them. "I never wanted to fuck dad." Olivia stared at him like she could bore holes in the screen. "Damn girl." Shawna chuckled. Melanie turned her head to Liv with her eyes wide. "When I first heard about how babies were really made and what those parts of me were for, I thought about doing that with you. When I started feeling the desire to have sex, you were the one I wanted to be with. All of you said it was just a girlish crush. I tried dating other guys. I threw myself into relationships with, nice guys, good men, but none of them were you." She paused to catch her breath. Her argument was turning into an emotional plea. "I can't give you my virginity David, but I can give you all of me forever." "Olivia, I; I just; " "David, how about you let us girls talk for a bit. After all, she's been an important part of your life for many years. I'm your brand new partner. I'm sure she has some juicy stories to tell." Shawna winked at the screen. Dave nodded and left. Dave spent some time in the greenhouse, tending the plants and 'smelling the green'. A few grow beds had separated at the corner so he repaired them. He checked the time to find it had been almost two hours since he'd left Shawna on the Zoom call with Olivia. He went back in to discover the ladies all gathered in the library. They shooed him out the moment he opened the door. "Yeah, they wouldn't let me in either. I finished my last book and wanted a new one, but they have some important discussion going on, so here I sit, rotting my brain with TV," Esme said, with air quotes for emphasis. "You could always choose a documentary instead of anime." "You could always eat a tofu burger instead of red meat." Esme giggled. "Blasphemy." Dave said, ascending the stairs. That brought a full chuckle from his nine-year old housemate. Dave sat at his computer, working out a reasonable set of instructions for a physics lab students could do from home, with materials they already had. It was maddening to think they'd gotten a sizable grant only two years ago for some great equipment, which would now sit unused in a storeroom because everything was moving online. His focus was broken by Esme's voice. "Hey Dave, they're in the living room waiting for you. I'll be reading in my room." "Thank you, my sweet Esmeralda." Esme rolled her eyes, but accepted the hug. Entering the living room, Dave found all four of his partners smiling, but serious. In just a moment's read of the resolve written there, he knew which way this was going to go. Huh. Maybe he was getting better at this. He chose a seat that could easily view everyone else's and lowered himself. Then he realized, they probably chose their spots so he'd be in this spot. "So, what's up?" Lupie spoke up. "We think you should accept Olivia, David. Her roommate Melanie is interested, and we think you should accept her as well." "I spoke with both of them for about an hour and a half, David." Shawna added. "Olivia's earnest in her feelings for you. I work beside media types, onscreen talent and production executives. I have a good feel for when someone's bs ing me. If Olivia isn't in love with you, she's very close to that. My bet is, she madly in love with you. She'd be unhappy anywhere else." Dave stared at Shawna. That last bit hit home. Olivia's happiness meant a lot to him. He suspected that last sentence was calculated, not just a lucky shot. He swallowed once and looked away. "You don't understand. I've known this girl since before she was born. I changed her diapers. She's stayed over at my house. I helped her understand boys as she got older. I've watched over her while camping or at the pool. Hell, I've seen her in bikinis since the time she started developing tits and I've never allowed myself to think of her in; lascivious terms." "Do you think she's pretty?" Jan prompted. "Absolutely. She's as lovely as her mother." A very quiet ripple ran through the room. Dave realized he'd left an opening for another tale. One he did not want to get into. "And that's just the wrapping paper. She's got a hell of a lot more than her looks going for her." All the ladies grinned. "David, do you hear yourself?" Lupie prodded. "Not just what you've said, but how you say it?" "Yes, she is dear to me. I'd do anything for her." "Then do the one thing she needs you to do right now. Love her as a woman. Allow your love for her to grow to encompass the physical." Dave breathed heavily. A whole host of emotions welled up within him. "I held her in my hands; hand; when she was only a few hours old. I cleaned her boo-boos when she fell off her bike." He chuckled through tears. "You've given her unconditional love her whole life, David. Is it any wonder she fell in love with you?" "I just worry I'd be betraying their trust." "Who?" Shawna asked. "Carter and Janelle. Livy's parents." "So ask them." Shawna suggested. Dave replied with a pained expression. "I haven't heard from them in over a month. And when we started the Zoom call, Olivia's eyes were red and puffy." A sobering silence held the room in its grasp. "David, wouldn't that mean you're all she's got left?" Lupie asked tenderly. "Yes." Dave sighed. Well, he did know walking in how this would go. "Okay. Okay. I'll contact the vax center and see what it takes to put in a request." "And you need to include Melanie, Olivia's roommate in the request." Shawna added. "I know nothing about her." "We took the time to talk. Olivia told her enough about you she said she would be willing." "That's an awfully thin data set for a life altering decision that you can't take back!" Dave objected. "David," Lupie said in her most soothing tone, "when you requested Becca and me, we still got a sheet of information about you, our match percentage in Oracle, and the chance to say no. If we said no, we'd be given a list of ten other men with their data and match percentages." "This is a lot to take in." Dave paused. "You said a bio and a match percentage?" "Yes." "And she can refuse?" "Yes. "Okay. Hell, I like redheads anyway." Dave smirked. "And she's doing something in computers. That could be very handy. And if she can share a small off-campus house with Livy, she's probably reasonably compatible anyway." "So we're resolved on this?" Becca asked. She'd been quiet during most of the conversation, although she nodded in agreement with some of the points made by the other women. "Yes, Becca, I'll request both of them. I'll call them tomorrow to confirm, then I'll call the vax center." "David, when we finished the call today, I made sure to get a clear answer from each of them." Shawna said. "Go ahead and call the vax center first, then call them to let them know the request is in." Dave stared at her for a moment. "On something like this, I want to ask them myself. Hell, there's a chance with a night to think it over, they may have decided this is a bad idea. But I will call them a second time after I call the vax center." Becca "Um, Dave, so, a friend of mine from school has been talking to me." October 3, 2020. When Dave opened the door he was greeted by an enthusiastic "Woof!" and two paws immediately planted on his chest. "Roscoe!" Dave rubbed the large Rottweiler's flanks and dipped his head to kiss Roscoe's forehead, then quickly back to dodge the dog's tongue. "Oh look, you brought Livy and her roommate with you. Good boy." Dave signed the form, thanked the soldier, and led the ladies and Roscoe into the living room where most of the house waited. Roscoe spotted Esme and bolted to her. She let out a squeak, then giggled as he licked her face. "Roscoe, down! Heel!" The happy canine trotted back to sit beside Olivia's feet as she sat on one end of the couch. "He sure is friendly. I thought Rotts are supposed to be mean, like guard dogs." Becca said. "If you train 'em mean, or abuse 'em sure. Or if they are seriously inbred. You treat 'em like family they will love on you like nobody's business. And rip the head off anyone that hurts the family. So, Esme, you play with Roscoe anytime you want. He'll love it. He's great with kids." Lupie grinned appreciatively at Livy's suggestion. She'd clearly understood Livy's implied meaning of acclimating Roscoe to see Esme as family for the purpose of defending her. "Yeah, when we go to the park for walks, it can be a real job to keep him from running and frolicking with the kiddos." Melanie chimed in. "So where's Shawna?" Liv asked. "Work. Her new partner leave was up. She has the five and six o'clock broadcast, so she won't be back until this evening." "And she's the only one Mel and I have met, so to speak." Liv said dryly. Her big toothy grin capturing attention of everyone. "Although, I've heard bits and pieces about Lupie and Esme over the past few years." Olivia introduced herself, telling everyone she had been a junior studying horticulture at Tarleton State University when lockdowns started. She's into shooting and hunting, and lots of outdoor activities. Becca looked pensive. "Oh, but don't worry," Liv assured her, "I'm usually down for group games and such. I take it your more of an indoor person?" "Mostly. I mean, I like going to the pool, and sometimes the park." Becca's spoke in soft tones. "Great. You show me some games you like, and I'll show you how fun hiking and camping can be. Maybe even teach you how to shoot." "You can do that? I mean, teach me?" "Liv manages to hit the target once in a while." Dave chuckled. "Hey, I'm a better shot than you! I've taken a deer, first shot, every season I've gone out." "I was teasing Liv." Dave temporized. "I'm still working to wrap my head around; this." "Well for me this is the realization of a dream I couldn't let go of and didn't think I'd get." The room fell quiet for a moment. "Oh, one thing about Roscoe, I almost forgot. He has some hearing loss. He's still got some hearing and a great sense of smell, so he won't get jittery when surprised as long as there aren't any unfamiliar scents." "So give him time to sniff us and adjust for a few days before walking up behind him?" Jan smiled. "Sure. That would work. And if he does get spooked, just hold still and let him sniff. By the end of today, he might not register everyone here as family, but he will understand you're all accepted by Dave and me." Another moment of quiet, and all eyes turned to Melanie. "Oh, hi. I'm Melanie Ustanich. I'm Olivia's roommate. I was a senior last year at Tarleton. I'm working on a four plus one degree in cybersecurity and network administration." Melanie's green eyes and hair balanced between coopery and auburn accented the face set in a perpetual impish smile to tell of the Irish part of her ancestry. "Four plus one?" Becca asked. "It means I began working on my master's while I was still an undergraduate. Instead of four years for a bachelor's and then two or three years for a master's, I get both done in five years." "Oh cool." "It should have helped me get into the workforce faster with less student loan debt." Melanie rolled her eyes. "I think we're going to find the financial sector changes a lot with what's going on." Lupie supplied. "Hi, I'm Lupie, Dave's neighbor; well used to be. I also used to be an investment advisor until our firm shutdown." "Oh wow. So like stocks and bonds and shit?" Lupie nodded in reply. "Do any day trading?" "Yeah, it's been handy. The market tanked, but if you know what you're doing you can still manage something positive out of it." "Good to know. And thanks about the loan info. That's something I've been worrying about. Not in school means I have to start paying my loans, but I have no job so I can't, and there's no one answering the phone lines to set up a deferment." "I thought President Pelosi suspended all debt payments and interest accrual until Congress could get together and pass something permanent." "I wish." "I'll check into that later today. You shouldn't have to worry about debts in all this mess." "Thank you, that would be a huge relief if true." "So, Tarleton isn't holding any classes?" Jan asked. "Not this semester. They said they might hold some online classes in the spring, but wouldn't commit to it. They emptied the dorms too, but Liv and I had an off-campus apartment and a trickle of income to cover the basics. We still cut into some savings. The landlord was happy to still have some income, so she cut our rent in half since; May? June?" "June." "Yeah, so that helped." Everyone talked a bit about interests, hobbies, and happenings but eventually the suitcases loomed large and we decided it was time to get Olivia and Melanie's things put away in a dresser like they lived here. They each carried their own up the stairs, only using the roller wheels as they got to the upstairs hallway. "What happened here? Why is the wall patched? Dave?" Olivia curious expression evaporated when she looked at Dave. His face twisted in pain. His heart exploded with repressed mourning. "Eddie." That one word, spoken in anguish, struck Olivia like a poleax. She fell towards Dave in faltering steps as he thumped backwards against the wall and slid down, coming to rest in a wailing mess, his precious Livy Bean clinging to him, sobbing her heart out. Janice looked bewildered. Melanie furrowed her brow. "Liv has a friend named Eddie. They even tried dating, but decided to just stay friends. Really good friends." Lupie came flying up the stairs, having heard the heart-rending cry from below. "What happened?" Melanie and Jan both shrugged, trying to catch up still. "We don't know," Janice replied, "Olivia asked why the wall had been patched. Dave looked like his heart was being ripped out and said 'Eddie' and collapsed. Olivia collapsed with him." Lupie's eyes watered and her hand flew to her mouth. "Oh, David." She squatted beside the weeping pair and placed a hand on Dave's shoulder. The other three looked at each other, mildly frustrated. More mourning and no explanation. Lupie glanced up at the confused trio. "Eddie is David's son." Chapter 5: Healing Begins. October 3, 2020. House Belsus was in mourning. Lupie and Jan got an arm under Dave's armpits and lifted him up, guiding him to the bedroom once he got his feet under him. Becca and Melanie did the same for Olivia. Together, the quartet removed the shoes and socks of the weeping pair and draped a blanket over them. Roscoe trailed behind the troupe, whimpering and trying desperately to get in close to Olivia. He planted himself firmly against her in the bed once she was positioned. The pent-up pain manifested itself in force. Edward, Carter, Janelle. Three faces Dave and Livy would never see again. Three laughs they would never hear again. Three hearts they would never touch or be touched by again. It was just too much to hold in any longer. As he wept, Dave could hear a rustling sound off to the side of the room. He knew one of the women of the household was sitting there, ready if he or Livy needed anything. It was one small reassurance as images of a happy little towheaded boy played through his mind. The boy he barely got to see after the divorce. More images of the angry young man, full of his mother's twisted commentary, coming to him, beginning to realize he may have been lied to. That may be the most painful memory. After years of trying to be a dad, and being rebuffed, his boy had sought him out. They'd rebuilt slowly from there, starting on Edward's fifteenth birthday. Eight years. Eight years he'd had with his son as he grew from his mid-teens into a young, twenty-three year old man. A damn good man. And now he was gone. A memory, frozen in time. Forever young, static and unchanging. Never to find love. Never getting to be a father himself. Eddie would have been a great dad. No more Carter either. His friend from college. The man that taught him the value of being prepared. Guided him to take a martial arts class. Taught him how to use a gun. Taken him hunting and fishing. Without that time with Carter, he never would have been able to take Eddie fishing in those early years before his ex began denying visitation. And sweet Janelle. That lovely face seemed so soft. Most would think she'd never keep up with Carter's active outdoorsy life. They were wrong. She would much rather do nearly anything in the city or suburbs, but the guy she'd fallen for was an avid hiker and camper. She took to it with a borrowed passion that never relented. Janelle did everything with so much energy you'd think she could power a city with her smile and peppy personality. She managed to stay just this side of sickening bubbly though. Thanks to his newly healed hearing, Dave picked up the telltale sounds of two people working in the kitchen. Dinner? How long had he lain here, whimpering like a little bitch? It was time to get up. Dave tightened his hug on Olivia briefly, then released her and went to the bathroom to wash up and take care of needs. And wash from the elbows down. Roscoe had taken to nuzzling and licking his hands and arms in an attempt to soothe. When he returned, Lupie sat on the bed speaking soothingly to a quiet Olivia. Roscoe's head briefly turned from Olivia to give Dave a baleful look as he re-entered the room. A quick whisper brought Olivia's head up and around, rolling slightly to see Dave. She sat up and rose shakily to meet him. He hugged her again, and they each steadied themselves to stave off another crying jag. Liv slipped around Dave to enter the bathroom. Lupie met him where he stood. She placed her arms loosely around his neck, bringing their foreheads together. "I love you, David. I wish you had shared this with me earlier, but I understand why it hurt too much to address." She kissed him softly on the chin, then looked into his eyes. "I'm here for you David. Even if all you can handle is a hug, I'm here for you." She hugged him tightly. Olivia emerged, her face cleansed of tear streaks and make up. She chose not to apply new makeup. Why bother when she's liable to start crying again? Her loose black blouse and the large ruffle attached to the neck showed creases and wrinkles from lying in bed. Her work-style jeans showed no such effects, having been made to take more punishment than lying in bed could dish out. As they passed Esme's room enroute to the stairs, they heard a shout of "Dave!" just before 80 pounds of love bug smacked into the man so named and wrapped her arms around him tightly. Esme had met Eddie a few times, had a few memories of him. More than that, she wanted to console Dave in his grief. He was a figure in her young life and he was hurting. The outpouring was almost enough to set Dave off crying again, but he choked it back. Lupie gave Esme a short time to show her support, then shooed her back to her room with a hug and a kiss. "Did you get something to eat mija?" "Yes, mama. And I have a few good books in my room. I'm good for awhile." The trio continued to the stairs and emerged into the living room. Becca sat on the couch fidgeting, not really watching an anime. When she looked up, she immediately rushed to Dave and hugged him fiercely. Their height difference left her cheek bone pressed against the top of his sternum, the top of her head nestled under his chin. Dave stroked her back softly. "All those times you comforted me about my family, and you never once mentioned Eddie was gone?" She said as she pulled her head back, looking up into his eyes. Her arms remained firmly encircled around his chest, not budging a millimeter. "If I wasn't hurting for you so much, I'd be peeved at you." "Wow, didn't take you long to start talking like a wife." "Better believe it buster." "Yes dear." Her eyes laughed as she pulled him down for a comforting kiss. Their eyes stayed locked for a moment after they broke the kiss. Shawna, Janice, and Melanie slipped in from the dining room after each dropped off an item from the kitchen. Shawna still wore her on-air clothes. Today it was a stylish, breezy blouse in a vibrant shade of orange that contrasted beautifully with her dark skin. A long, loose, tan skirt below it reached to mid-calf at its lowest point, the bottom cut at an angle that exposed her right knee when she walked. She typically wore short heels at work, but had already ditched them somewhere downstairs, her feet bare but for her sheer pantyhose. Without her heels, she was barely an inch shorter than Dave, the tallest among his household. She came straight to him and wrapped him up in a warm hug. In his ear she whispered, "Anytime you need me baby, whatever it is you need, just tell me." Dave nodded and she peeled away. Jan came to him next, gently leading Mel along with her. Jan gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek, her eyes conveying her sorrow and support as eloquently as words or a hug. "I knew you may not be hungry David, but if you are so inclined, I asked Mel to make bruschetta for the grazing meal we've prepared." A week or so ago, Jan's culinary journey had turned to a discussion of favorite appetizers and finger foods. Dave's number one favorite was bruschetta. "Hey now, I just made the olive tapenade and the tomato topping, you assembled it, including toasting the bread." Melanie took Dave by the hand and led him to the table decked out with several offerings, from of course, bruschetta, to deviled eggs, pigs in blankets, and a charcuterie board assembled from things Dave knew they'd had on hand this morning. Except for the bowl of fresh rolls beside it. The aroma of fresh bread permeated the air. "It looks and smells wonderful. Thank you." He gave them each a soft kiss on the cheek. He stepped back to the living room. "Shawna, I take it you are also partly to thank for tonight's spread?" "Oh, they were well along in the making when I got in from work. I just slapped some canned dough around some smokies and baked 'em." He kissed the top of her head and hugged her from behind as she sat in one of the soft chairs. "Thank you." She patted his arm lightly before he pulled away. Not hungry, but wanting to show appreciation for Jan's thoughtfulness, Dave went back to the table and snagged a piece of bruschetta before returning to the living room. The only empty spot was on the couch, with Becca on one side, Olivia on the other and Mel between the arm and Olivia. Dave settled in before taking a bite. "Oh, wow. This is great ladies." Dave said after savoring for a moment. "And Jan, before you try to turn all of it aside to Mel, proper presentation is important. Besides, the toast is perfect. Just the right amount of olive oil, nicely crisp with just a little give. Those are important parts of getting bruschetta right. And; I really appreciate the thought and the effort." "Thank you," Jan beamed. The others took turns getting plates in pairs while everyone engaged in chit chat. To be continued in part 4, Based on a post by RonanJWilkerson, in 12 parts, for Literotica.

Quaranteam - Dave In Dallas: Part 2 Lupie and Becca return from the Dallas Vax Center. Based on a post by RonanJWilkerson, in 12 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Let's review the List of characters: David Belsus (50)- adjunct professor at Eastfield College, DCCCD with a side hustle in data analysis. GuadaLupie Gutierrez (32); investment advisor, David's neighbor Esmeralda Gutierrez (9); Lupie's daughter Rebecca Sampson (18); Esme's babysitter Janice Hoppler (33); librarian, arrived to partner with Dave the same day Lupie and Becca left to get vaccinated. Shawna Cooper (36); senior meteorologist at WFAA, second woman sent to Dave outside a direct request. Olivia Barnes (21); Dave's goddaughter, horticulture major at Tarleton State University in Stephenville Melanie Ustanich (22); Livy's roommate, cybersecurity major at Tarleton. Dave smiled, a pair of events immediately coming to mind. He launched into a description of when Esme had called him up. Becca had been moping all day and Esme finally got her to admit that it was her birthday, but she hadn't heard from any family. Esme knew Becca loved meatloaf and mashed potatoes, but that was a bit out of her culinary reach. She asked Dave to help out. Well, first off, it was already after 5:30pm by the time Esme figured things out and got a hold of Dave. A meat loaf can take nearly an hour to cook, after all the ingredients are prepped and combined. But, if he made smaller portions, mini-meatloaves, it would cook faster. Oh, then He could Zoom with them and the three of them could eat together. "Wait, three?" "Yeah, in the beginning of lockdown, Lupie was stuck in New York. She's an investment manager and very good at it. She was giving a week-long training seminar when it happened." "But the lockdowns weren't big surprises. We all had some heads up to prepare, maybe unofficial, but it wasn't like they came out of the blue." "Yep, and her company choose to make sure the New York office had gotten the training Lupie had been going around doing, before they lock them away in their homes. They thought they could beat the clock. Lupie was practically climbing the walls by the third day. But that's a different discussion. We can come back to that." "Yeah, we definitely need to come back to that. I can't imagine being cut off from my kid, half a continent away from her with a major pandemic racing around." "It was rough." Dave returned to the original narrative, starting back with the moment he remembered some trick he'd seen making meatloaf cupcakes and piping mashed potatoes on top like it was icing. "You didn't. You can do that?" "I'd only seen it done before, but I managed to get it right enough." "For a teen girl mostly alone on her birthday, the attempt was probably 99% alone. Execution would be bonus points." "She was crying happy on the Zoom call. Esme is young but she's sneaky when she's planning something nice. She took delivery at the door and convinced Becca to sit at the table, not knowing what Esme was bringing over. Becca kissed the camera for the first minute after they brought up Zoom." Janice giggled. "I don't blame her." Janice made a 'lightbulb' face. "Oh, is that why she made you cupcakes for your birthday?" "Well, she might have done it anyway, but it was probably why she insisted she do it herself." In thinking along those lines, Dave remembered the letter he'd gotten yesterday. That would explain why Lupie had seemed a bit miffed that day. She'd wanted to do something special for his birthday, but had bowed to Becca's exuberant need to express her gratitude. His musing turned nearer to the moment. Janice was listening to him talk about two other women in affectionate, familiar terms, knowing full well those women would be here soon and share the bed with him as well, and she showed no signs of jealousy. Yeah, they mentioned something about it in the videos, but it was odd to see. "Okay, your turn. Tell me something about you, Janice." She winced. "Okay, first off, I'd prefer Jan in normal conversation. Janice is fine at some function outside the house, some formal setting, but when it's just family and associates." "Associates? Why not just say - " "Please don't use the same word as the title of that show." Dave was puzzled for a bit, then chortled. "Oh - " "Do. Not. Finish. That. Phrase." Janice glared. Dave nearly fell out of his chair laughing. Janice was thoroughly unamused. He forcefully collected himself. "Damn, I like that show, but I can get why you would not be happy. That character is annoying as hell." Jan stared, nonplussed. "I'll be good. Promise." He picked up her hand from the table and kissed it. Jan continued to give him half-squinty eyes. "So you were about to tell me something about you. Other than your death-ray eye superpower." "It's a good thing you're cute buster." She gave him a quick peck on the cheek. The squint was still there, but a bemused smile dangled below it. Janice proceeded to tell about the time the library put on a summer hands-on science series. One week the guide brought frogs and first red a book about frogs and their habitats. They let the kids reach in and touch some of the frogs - after rinsing their hands with deionized water first. Then they red a chapter from Frog & Toad. During the reading, one little boy wanted to touch the frogs again. He had earlier asked to hold one, but had been told the frogs had to stay inside the tub. The budding naturalist snuck behind the speaker, opened the lid, and took out a small frog. The frog of course took the chance to leap away. The startled and dismayed boy jumped back, knocking over the tub which he had not put the lid back on. Sixteen small to medium sized frogs dumped out on the floor. Startled as they were, they began hopping away, some heading through the equally startled mass of kids. Some of the children had declined to touch the frogs earlier and were now shrieking as the second Egyptian plague of Exodus blitzed outward from the tub, directly at them. Dave was holding his sides laughing as Jan continued. Obviously, story time was over. It took an hour and a half to calm the kids down, locate parents, ask a few of them to bring a change of garments for their little one - explaining the need for that took repetition of the same story to each parent, accompanied by laughter and sympathy and one angry Karen. Collecting the frog diaspora took the rest of the day, and three hours after closing. Dave was chortling and wiping tears from his eyes for a full minute after Jan finished. Jan settled into his lap, her arms draped around his neck. They kissed softly, languidly. David jarred backward. "Oh crap, I forgot to put in the order." "What order?" "I was going to order more groceries, especially snacks, and a couple of stuffed critters for Esme." "Lupie's little girl?" "Yep, she's mad about these things called Squish mallows. I could probably randomly pick one and she'd squeal happily to receive it. I held off ordering because I wanted to get your input, you know, anything special you wanted." Dave started leading her upstairs, which had Jan happy, but a bit less so when Dave made the turn for his office instead of heading straight to the bedroom. Gamely, she played along. Truth be told, she was glad to ask for a few things. She'd only been able to bring one rolling suitcase. They made the contactless pickup order for tomorrow morning and decided Dave would pick it up, with Jan remaining at the house in case Lupie, Becca, and Esme arrived while he was gone. As the order progressed though, Jan started laying soft kisses on Dave's cheek and forehead. Then she breathed soft and hot into his ear. Only a steely self-control kept him on task to finish, and Jan could see the battle warring in him. "You are so hot like this. I've never been around a guy that didn't jump me the moment I expressed the slightest interest. Sometimes before." Dave looked at her side-eyed as she wiggled her ass on his lap. His hands trembled. "Almost done. I'm just setting the pickup parameters. And I've had responsible reasons to hold back." He clicked submit on the last page, logged out of the site, and out of his computer. "I want you so bad." He turned his full attention to her, grasping her mid-torso, standing and pressing her to the nearest wall, his body pressed against her. Jan squeaked as he lifted her up, completely under his control. When he pressed her to the wall, her eyes lit up and she wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist and eagerly responded to his lips as he took hers with authority. She moaned softly. When Dave broke the kiss, they were both panting, fire flashing from eye to eye. She lowered her feet to the ground as he let off the pressure holding her to the wall. They practically raced to the bedroom, Jan in front, her left hand behind her holding his. Jan threw off the t-shirt as she crossed the bedroom threshold. Nope, no panties. Dave reached out and squeezed one butt cheek, causing Jan to let out an "eep!" and then laugh as she turned. She immediately began helping Dave strip off his clothes, walking backward the rest of the distance to the bed. Reaching the bed, Dave was now clad only in boxers, the two of them standing, Jan's legs pressed between Dave's and the bed, their bodies in loose contact. With a double-lift of his eyebrows, Dave shucked his boxers to the floor and placed two fingers of one hand gently on Jan's chest, between her soft, modest, lovely tits. He shoved lightly. Jan smiled crazily as she fell. Dave knelt at the edge of the bed, hooking her legs over his shoulders. He dropped hungry kisses on her inner thighs. Two on the left, then three on the right. One hot, suckling kiss far up her inner left thigh. Two quick kisses on her mound, then a long suckling kiss just to the right of her labia, barely out of contact with them. Emboldened by the heat and scent of arousal emanating from her, Dave sucked the full dimension of her light brown lower lips into his mouth, suckling them, massaging them with his lips wrapped over his teeth. He slipped his tongue gently past his lips, probing gently against her slit. Sliding along it. Flicking the delicate inner labia. His left hand snaked around her right leg. As it came over her hip, he let one finger trace against her skin, moving slowly, without pretense, hurry, or delay directly to her mound, adorned with a well-kempt narrow, vertical strip of curly black hair. His finger slowed to a crawl as it changed course downward. He switched to suckling the inner petals only, bringing his right hand up, one finger standing out, to her entrance. Jan moaned as he paused. Wanting, yearning. Then he slipped his finger in just as his lipped wrapped teeth pulled softly on her inner labia. "Ha! Oh fuck yeah! Fuck. Just like that you magnificent teasing bastard!" Jan's legs worked aimlessly, not gripping him, just loosely, slowly flailing, occasionally resting on the bed, but too worked up to hold still long. One finger of Dave's left hand reached Jan's now exposed clitoris. The touch alone ran through her like an electric shock and she screamed her pleasure again. Dave rubbed her clitoris gently, but firmly as he slipped a second finger into her, driving them in and out determinedly, with a mind to building her to release. Dave moved his hand away from Jan's clit, replacing it with his flicking tongue. "Oh" Jan's back arched. Her hands gripped tightly at the sheets. Her legs pulled back, lower legs dangling from tensed upper legs. Just as she uncoiled from the last wave, Dave turned his right hand over, sliding the fingers in and out in a slightly curved posture, stimulating and locating the much beloved nerve bundle on the roof of her vagina. Jan trembled again. "Fucking yeah, fucking maestro, fucking play me like a violin." Her voice shook and paused as she spoke. Her legs trembled. Dave sensed she was close. He positioned his fingers to flick against her g-spot as he flexed them in the beckoning 'come here' motion. The jolting response from that had not yet settled when Dave took her most sensitive nub in his mouth and massaged it with is lips around its edges and the tip with his tongue. Jan came unglued, shrieking and flailing as Dave pressed his joint oral and digital assault on her nethers. She gripped his head a few times, tightly, but never for more than a couple of seconds, the power of her orgasm short circuiting every ounce of her muscle control. As she collapsed to the bed, spent, awash in bliss, Dave relented and crawled up beside her on the bed. Jan lay panting, grinning like the proverbial cat. Between gasps, she relayed the metaphor. "But I'm the one that did the eating." Dave smiled wickedly. Jan laughed wildly, caught between the need for air and the hilarity of Dave's pun. Well, maybe not so hilarious, but she was certainly susceptible to granting high praise for anything he did over the next half hour or so. As her breathing calmed, Dave and Jan moved up the bed, getting their heads on the pillows and bodies fully on the mattress. With an eager, voracious look, Jan rolled over on top of Dave, slipping on leg to either side of his hips. Reaching behind her, she aligned his rigid member with her soppy wet entrance and threw herself backwards, engulfing his full length in one hungry thrust. "Fuck yes." Jan rocked her torso back and forth, parallel with Dave's, her rock-hard nipples sliding up and down his chest. Dave took to planting a kiss on her forehead at the top of each stroke. Jan placed her dainty hands on his chest and lifted her body off of his, transitioning to a rocking motion, undulating her torso and stirring his cock within her pussy. His shaft rubbed against her g-spot each stroke as her butt moved furthest backward. Her cries signified each contact. As she grew increasingly excited, Jan began riding up and down on Dave's member. He felt his own pleasure building. Dave reached one hand to Jan's tit, gently fondling the soft flesh and thumbing her nipple. His other hand reached to their point of contact, laying his thumb on her nub and gently pressing against it. Her own motions provided a rubbing motion. "Yes" Jan's head lolled back, practically limp. Dave lightly clasped her nipple between two fingers, giving a slight rolling motion. Jan rode him faster, becoming feverish, her breathing growing ragged. Dave felt the early spasms of her pending release and knew he wouldn't be far behind. He slipped both hands to her hips. At the first moment her hips seized, he grasped her firmly, pulling downward as he thrust upward. Jan exploded in a riot of flailing arms and rippling vaginal muscles. Her scream of joy echoed around the room even as it continued to issue from deep in her throat. Dave held as long as he could before allowing his own release to burst forth, erupting into her cavity and drenching her insides with his seed. Jan's body spasmed again, a second peak to her pleasure, a second, airless scream as her breath evacuated her body. Jan collapsed on Dave, rolling off immediately. The weight of her own body too taxing on her lungs attempting to replenish her much needed air supply. Dave held her close, only enough to maintain contact, yielding her space to recover. As Jan lay their breathing, she turned her eyes to Dave. She stared at him, still gasping. Her expression was unreadable, at least by Dave. Calming finally, she hugged him fiercely, kissed his jaw, and snuggled her head against him, but left her chest pulled slightly away to give her lungs full space to do their work. "God, I thought I was going to black out there. They weren't kidding about that 'when he pops' orgasm." "Better pleasure through science, baby." Jan barked a short laugh. "Science only did the last bit. The first two were all you hun." They lay quietly, enraptured by the tender intimacy of lying in each other's arms. Jan broke the silence after several minutes. "This is the one night I have you to myself. Becca and Lupie will be here tomorrow and your attention, emotional and physical will be divided between the three of us." Dave looked at her as she paused. "I should be jealous. But I'm not. I feel like that means there's something wrong with me, even though they said that was another effect of the serum. It's one thing to hear it, but totally another to feel it. Or not feel it. No, to feel it. I almost feel a sister ship with these two women I've never met. I think if you hadn't described them to me, let me feel your affection for them, your concern for the, I might be jealous now, and then it would turn off after they arrived, but the way you talk about them, it feels like they are already here, and part of us now." "I don't know how to respond to that." "I don't either, but I think it's a good thing. The fact is, we are sharing you - your bed, your life, our lives - and we have to get along for all our sakes. I don't regret it at all, it's just a little weird when you realize it's happening." Dave looked at her silently. "Just hold me David. Hold me all night." Chapter 3 – Reunited. September 20, 2020. Dave awoke to a strange sensation. Not one he was accustomed to. He felt the smooth feel of sheets against his legs and upper torso, but not between. A weight pressed down on his abdomen and a warm wetness encompassed his cock. Oh, right he has a girlfriend now. Sleeping in his bed. Well, not sleeping at the moment. Dave cracked his eyes open to see a large lump moving slowly under the sheets, over his pelvis in time with the wondrous, rhythmic feeling below his waist. He slipped a hand to Jan's back and trailed his fingertips softly along her satiny skin. Slowly, Jan slipped her head from under the sheet. "Good morning lover." Jan placed a soft, smoky kiss on his chin, her eyes locked on Dave's. "You don't have to do that every morning you know." "Of course not." Jan grinned wickedly. "The others will get their turns too. But for now, this kitty gets her morning cream." With that she slipped the sheet down his body, exposing him from the knees up, and settled her face on his organ again. Bowing to the inevitable - and loving every minute of it - Dave slipped a hand to Jan's thigh, sliding firmly, slowly, gently along the inside of her leg. He brought his hand close to her core, then slid slowly away, down to mid-thigh. Then back up. Jan hummed approvingly as he switched from his whole hand to just a single fingertip, adding swirls into the motion. He let the swirls drift closer and closer, knowing where she ached for him to brush against. But not yet. Reaching with both hands, Dave grasped the backs of Janice's thighs, lifting her lower body and rotating it towards his face, aligning their torsos, her mouth the pivot point. She squealed and giggled around his cock before clamping her lips firmly around his organ and doubling her efforts. With her hot wet sex directly in his face, Dave braced his thumbs about an inch to either side of her clitoris and moved them in unhurried circles. He lifted his face and blew hot breath at her slit. Jan's body tensed and flexed, a sign of encouragement even Dave could clearly read. Dave latched his lips on her dripping sex and nursed on her lower lips, drinking in her juices. He could feel her labia convulsing and puckering in response to his ministrations. Jan picked up her pace again. Dave wasn't sure if it was gratitude or a race, but he resolved he would not be the only one peaking this morning. Dave slipped his hands up her torso, taking her lovely pert tits into his hands, his fingers alternately groping her fleshy mounds and teasing her firm nipples. He slipped his tongue along her slit languidly before forming a firm spear of mouth muscle braced with the tip against her entrance. He plunged his tongue inside her. Jan's body seized and convulsed, her inner muscles grasping at his oral protrusion. Jan paused her worship of Dave's cock, bringing her head up to moan softly while his wet cock stood proudly in the cool air. As soon as the waves of pleasure had washed fully over her, Jan bent her head back to her self-appointed task. Dave did the same. In another minute or so, Jan brought Dave to his peak, causing him to jet gobs of the man cream she sought into her mouth as she captured it and swallowed as his balls paused between jets. The shuddering of her serum induced climax could not shake Jan's determination to consume every drop. Her first item of her morning to do list completed, Jan righted herself, then fell into bed alongside Dave. She gave him a kiss on the shoulder and snuggled in tightly with a big, satisfied smile on her face. After basking in the afterglow for several minutes, Jan spoke. "Make me breakfast and show me how?" Jan shredded cheddar while Dave cut bacon into small pieces with kitchen shears. Dave admired the small roundness of her ass pushing out his t-shirt, just a few inches above the hem. Her pokey, pert tits making small mounds to either side of the phrase "√-1 23 S p, and it was delicious." "This is not going to be authentic Mexican. It's barely recognizable as Tex-Mex, more like Messican." Jan raised an eyebrow. "A pile of food using some ingredients connected to Mexico or using flavors associated with Mexico, and so sloppy you absolutely must use a fork or spoon to eat it." Jan laughed. "Okay, Messican breakfast it is. What would this be if it were authentic?" "Migas. But we'd have to use chorizo instead of bacon and a Mexican cheese instead of cheddar. Maybe Oaxaca, that's got a great flavor for this." Dave dropped the cut-up bacon bits into the pre-heated pan hearing them sizzle immediately. "I love that sound." Jan smiled and leaned in for a kiss. Jan loved the counter play of soft eggs with the crunch of the bacon and tortilla strips. After they'd eaten, she offered to do dishes, so Dave went to his gun closet, getting out a back holster and a pistol. Now ready for yesterday's incident, Dave checked on the chickens again, finding nothing amiss this time. Other than the need to top off the food bin and water bucket. Time for the grocery pickup rapidly approached with no word from Lupie or Becca. Jan elected to remain, in case they arrived while Dave was gone. "I'll just have to suffer through sampling the library." She didn't have a poker face. "You already took a sample in the library." That got her laughing. Dave came through the door from the garage carrying a few bags with items needing refrigeration. He paused by the library door. "Hey hun, watcha readin?" Jan startled. "Oh, sorry, I didn't hear you come in. More in the car I take it?" "Yeah, can you grab the cold stuff first? I'll start stowing things in the fridge and freezer, then join you for the rest." As they were putting away groceries, Dave asked what Jan had been reading. "Baa Baa Black Sheep. By the binding and cover condition, I'm guessing you've red it already?" "Oh yeah. I loved the old TV show as a kid, so it was a treat to read about the real life guy it was based on." That started a discussion about 80's TV shows, and the re-runs playing then, and VHF and UHF stations that wound up as a general 80's slice of life retrospective. From a sci-fi nerd point of view. The discussion continued as Dave showed Jan the rest of the house, as well as the backyard and greenhouse. They had settled into the living room, sitting on the couch, on opposite ends with their lower legs tangled together, each reading, for nearly an hour when they heard a knock at the door. As Dave opened the door, Becca slammed into him. She clutched him tight, her head tucked down, pressed sideways against his chest. She was shaking. "Wow. They said the serum would make a woman aggressive. I didn't expect this though." Lupie's face made Dave quickly realize his assumption was misplaced. "Am I missing something?" "Later, David. Please" Lupie begged. "Sign here please sir." The soldier acted as if nothing unusual was going on. Lupie had a look of concern and sympathy. Dave signed quickly and ushered Lupie and Esme in while Becca shuffled along beside him, not letting go. Jan waited, standing, in the living room. "Lupie, Esme, Becca, this is Janice Hoppler, she arrived yesterday morning. She prefers Jan among family." Lupie shook Jan's hand and said hello warmly, slightly guarded. Becca refused to let go of Dave. Jan placed a reassuring hand on Becca's shoulder. Taking a closer look, Dave realized Becca's hair looked like it had been mussed and then raked back down with fingers rather than a comb or brush. On its own, he would have put that off to poor sleeping conditions in their overnight stay at the vaxx center. Other context clues were waking up a little voice in his head that something seriously wrong had happened while the ladies were away. Dave struggled to think of things that might soothe her. "Becca, I have mandarin Jarritos in the fridge and chocolate Pocky in the cupboard." Becca shook her head. "Just take me upstairs please, Dave." "Well, we need to get the three of you settled in, Bec." Becca squeezed tighter. "Please." It came out as a near whimper. Dave's face creased with concern as he looked to Lupie. "What happened?" "I'll tell you what I know before it's my turn." Lupie told him. "We should probably do this now though." "If Esme is fine with it, I can get her settled," Jan volunteered. "Which room is hers?" "Uh, you know, the one with ;” Dave said, walking awkwardly to the stairs. As Becca realized where he was going, she coordinated her movements with his, and then tried to lead the way, nearly dragging Dave the last few steps to the staircase. "Oh, oh right." Jan's look of worry only amplified Dave's concerns. He wasn't imagining then. Something had gone seriously wrong at that vax center. As Dave and Becca neared the staircase, Becca reached the arm behind Dave's back towards Lupie, beseechingly, making a grasping motion. Lupie acquiesced, following the pair up the stairs and into the master suite, and shutting the door behind the three of them. As they neared the bed, Becca began unbuttoning Dave's shirt. Dave reached to lift her shirt up, getting only partial compliance. Becca wanted Dave naked first. Dave played along, shucking his shoes and pulling off his socks. Dave stood there, stark naked, with a still clothed Becca holding tightly to him, but standing tall now, her head resting at the base of his neck. Becca slowly rubbed her whole body against him. Dave rubbed his hands along her back, hoping it would have a soothing effect. Becca began to grind her pelvis against Dave's. "Take me David. Make me yours." Becca stared into Dave's eyes, hungry and scared. "Make it so no one can take me away from you." Dave kissed her forehead, slowly moving his hands from her back to her tummy. It wasn't fast enough for Becca. She ripped her shirt over her head, then pulled her and Dave onto the bed. Taking a cue from her urgency, Dave undid her belt, button, and zipper, then grasped the hem of Becca's pants and yanked them off her. Becca and Lupie both gasped, but it didn't sound like fear, more like,; thrilled? Dave crawled back up the bed to lay beside her. He intended to get her aroused with kisses and touches, but Becca wasn't waiting. She pulled off her panties and lay with her legs apart. "Get on me David. Get in me and mark me as yours." Dave scooted closer, and sped his fingers along her side, resting softly under her lovely, small, bra-clad tit. Becca grabbed his shoulder and pulled, rolling him on top of her. "Now David Please!" her head lunged forward, capturing his lips and kissing him fiercely. Becca's arms took Dave in a bear hug. She wrapped her legs around his waist and began bucking her pelvis. "Just do it David," Lupie spoke in her softest tones. "I'll explain later, but she needs you now. I'm sure you want to give her something gentle and caring, but right now she needs the certainty and safety of being imprinted to you." Becca nodded beneath him, her eyes imploring. Taking a deep breath, Dave maneuvered himself to place the tip of his organ against her lips. He felt an abundance of wetness and felt relief. As frantic as she was, he'd expected her to be dry as a bone. That would have made consummation impossible. Feeling Dave near her entrance, Becca shoved herself downward, but faltered. Dave's cock skidded up her slit. Becca whimpered, but stilled. Dave realigned himself, working his tip past the labia before pushing firmly. Certain of his positioning, he pushed with increasing pressure. He felt something give way, and a sharp constriction as he pushed forward a few inches. "Ah!" Becca's scream, the anguish flooding her face and the knife-like pain threatening to chop off his dick brought Dave to an instant halt. He moved to pull out, but Becca's legs tightened around him, and Lupie pushed gently downward on his tailbone. Enough to signal him to hold position. Then Dave remembered, from Janice and the videos, that the first drop of pre-cum, the first encounter, would give a woman an incredible orgasm. His own arousal was swamped by his concern for Becca, leaving him firmly erect, but not leaking anything. For her sake, he had to relax himself. Well, two birds with one stone. Dave lowered his lips to Becca's. She was now lying flat on the bed beneath him, a modest gap between their torsos. Dave kissed her tenderly and she responded. He worked his way down her jawline to nibble on her earlobe. Becca's breathing caught. Dave whispered softly to her, so that not even Lupie could hear. "I'm going to show you all the love I can for the rest of my life Rebecca Sampson. I will prize your heart and your love above the delights of your body. And when I have passed, and you remain, I pray I have left you with joy and peace." Becca sobbed, clutching him close. Dave could feel a tension leave her body. There was even a tinge of joy in her crying. She began to work her hips again, slowly, the act still a delicate one for both of them due to her tightness. Dave matched her motions. With short, slow strokes, each relaxed into the union, and Dave felt his arousal rise. The first drop of precum finally leaked out of the tip of Dave's cock. Becca's body tensed, then bucked beneath him. A wild, weird part of Dave's brain wondered if Lupie had somehow hit her with a taser. "Hah" she cried out. Becca panted, trying to recover from her first ever orgasm. Dave held her gently, kissing first her cheeks, then her forehead. As she calmed, eyes reopened, looking hungry, Dave brought his mouth down to her neck, suckling lightly at her clavicle, without leaving a mark. He kissed his way down the to the slope of her tit. Recalling her earlier uncertainty about their attractiveness, Dave resolved to dispel the worry. He kissed in an inward spiral around her tit before taking her areola into his mouth and flicking her nipple with his tongue. Becca cried out, her back arching off the bed. When she settled, she took Dave's face in her hands and kissed him. "Thank you, David. Now please, finish this." Dave began working himself forward and back, slowly within her. A little more in than out, until he was fully inside her. He could see pleasure and happiness on her face, with some pain as well. He knew he couldn't eliminate the pain, but he was glad she was now getting some pleasure out of it. He kept up his steady pace, pausing if she flinched. As her pain began to subside, he gradually increased his thrusting speed and depth. Becca's legs unclenched from his waist, hanging in the air beside his hips. "Yes, David. More, please more. Keeping going, fill me up David." Her encouragement, her body rocking beneath him in harmony with his thrusting, her interspersed moans sent David over the edge. At the moment he erupted, Becca's eyes flew open and she screamed louder than before. Her whole body spasmed wildly until she collapsed like a marionette with its strings cut. "Imprinting; imprinting; imprinting ;” The oddly disturbing chant juxtaposed with the tight, satisfied grin on her face. Dave gingerly removed himself from her body and climbed off the bed. With Lupie's help, he pulled the sheets and covers from under Becca and then gently covered her. "I'll go wash up. When I come back, can you please tell me what the hell is going on?" Lupie just nodded, biting her upper lip. She followed him to bathroom, where she grabbed a washcloth, wetted it, squeezed out the excess, and went back to the bedroom. Dave followed her out once he had cleaned himself. "Sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you." "I know, David. It was a jarring time for me, and I knew what triggered this." "I would love to share in that knowledge." Lupie grinned at the dry humor. "This morning, after Rebecca and I had completed our Oracle questionnaires, a young woman approached the three of us. She greeted Becca and took her hand to lead her away. Now all three of us assumed we were being taken to you. As Esmeralda and I rose, the lady motioned for us to sit back down. When I inquired when Esme and I would be called, and how long we would be separated from Becca, the lady said she had no idea, and began to walk off again, leading Becca. Becca got upset and asked that we all go together, since we are both to be assigned to the same man. The lady argued with her for a few minutes, then noticed another official heading over. She dropped Becca's hand and took off. Becca was disturbed by the encounter and stayed close to the two of us from then on. We got our shots and returned to the holding area to wait out the medical watch period. A few minutes after our return, a man and woman in uniform took us into a separate room to talk. I think they were officers, but I don't know what part of the army they were in. They had two pistols on their right collar. My right, their left." "Military Police." Lupie looked at him questioningly. "I have a friend who served. He thought branch insignia was one of many useful things to know in a Teot Wawki scenario." "A what?" "The End Of The World As We Know It. He's a prepper & survivalist." Dave's face clouded. "I haven't heard from him in a while, but he doesn't communicate all the time. And yeah, I think this qualifies. Big time. The world is definitely changing in major ways." "Yes, it is. So these two officers questioned us for over an hour about every detail of what happened, going over each minute, each word multiple times. I actually started to think we were accused of something." Lupie slumped against Dave's chest. He wrapped his arms around her. The strange shape of the world and the problems of today did not prevent him experiencing a deep thrill at finally having her in his arms. Lupie. Beautiful, charming, enchanting Lupie. Here. on his bed, in his arms, pouring out her troubles to him. The troubles were concerning, but to be her bastion! Her comfort! Dave's heart raced. Lupie continued. "While we were in there, they seemed mostly focused on the woman's motivation. They keyed off something Becca remembered from the woman. Give me a second; the lady said 'Come with me, you can live a life of luxury, fuck a rich man once or twice a week, pop out a few babies and be waited on hand and foot lounging by a pool. None of his blondes do any work, that's for brunettes and Hispanics.' When Becca kept resisting the lady got real mad; 'do you really wanna go off to some suburban slob, washing dishes and mopping floors, and you'll still have to give him your coochie and pop out babies, you dumb bitch?' " "So they finally let us out. Esme was thirsty and Becca needed to wash her face. Becca went in while I watched Esme at the fountain. Becca had only been inside a few minutes when she shrieked and came screaming out. She said the lady was in there. She came out of one of the stalls as Becca was washing up." Lupie paused. "After that, Becca wouldn't let go of my hand. We were held in another room under guard for a while, while they searched for her again, but eventually they brought us here." Dave added a little extra squeeze to the hug and planted a loving kiss on Lupie's forehead. She looked up at him with a smile. "Do you have any idea how comforting this feels, to be able to tell you about a problem, to be held by you, as you listen?" "I know how amazing it feels to be the one you can share your troubles with. To be the arms you want to be in." Lupie sat up, leaned in and kissed Dave full on the lips. Lips meshed and moved. Tongues darted into mouths, tangling, teasing, frolicking. Hands began to roam. Dave delighted in the thrill of touching Lupie. After all this time. All that yearning. Lupie, here in his arms. Wanting him as much as he wants her. He tugged upward at the base of her shirt, pulling it out of her skirt waistband. Lupie wrapped her arms around his neck. Leaning forward, she arched her back, brushing her tits against him, with a slight side-to-side motion. Even Dave picked up that signal. All systems go for launch. Dave slid his hands under Lupie's shirt, skimming along her back. Her skin. He was touching her bare skin! Her kisses became more urgent. More than ok, his attentions were wanted. Dave brought his hands around front, outside her shirt, and began unbuttoning it. He peeled back her shirt, leaving it still draped from her shoulders, but mostly opened, revealing the center of her bra, and the middle of her tummy. She was in even better shape than Dave imagined. He had assumed all that office work and long hours - and the inevitable takeout food - had left her with a small paunch. But no. There might be enough flesh there to jiggle, but no bulge of any kind. He looked back to her eyes and saw hunger, need,; and uncertainty? Dave flung her shirt off, pressing his lips to hers, pressing her body back to the bed with his own. Lupie moaned, wrapping her arms around his torso, lightly raking her nails along his back, pulling him to her with her palms. Her body moved sinuously beneath him, enticing him. Dave slid one hand down Lupie's skirt-covered leg. To his full extension. He grasped the cloth, pulling it up to reveal her well-toned legs. Office work at her level does include a lot of walking. Her legs were masterpieces of girl next door perfection. Dave lowered himself to kiss her thighs. Lue gasped and groaned. "Oh David, please, don't tease me." She tugged on his head to draw him back. Instead, Dave grabbed hold of her panties and pulled them off in one smooth motion, neither hurried nor slow. Lupie's face brightened. Her smiled widened and lusty. Dave leaned back over Lupie. Her skirt now bunched around her waist, her legs apart. Her lovely brown, shorn lips beckoning him inside. Her inner labia fully flowered, the slightest hint of pink expressing her readiness and desire. Dave lowered himself atop her. He rested his weight on his hands and knees, aligning himself with her entrance while staring deeply into Lupie's eyes. The excitement there was unmistakable. Dave slowly pressed himself forward. Lupie brought her legs back, lifting her pelvis to him and making herself completely open to his penetration. Their mutual arousal already had a bead of precum formed on the end of Dave's organ. When he made contact with her soft petals, Lupie cried out like a banshee, her body shaking uncontrollably. She desperately clutched at Dave's torso, trying to anchor herself. When the shuddering stopped, Lupie gazed into his eyes again, the hunger undiminished. Amplified even. Dave reseated himself and thrust slowly into the woman he'd dreamed of for so long. She shook again, but not the chemically amped orgasm. The raw pleasure of being with together, of finally getting what they both wanted. Their eyes locked to one another, Dave thrust slowly, steadily while Lupie gently moved with him. Their passion built, as did the energy of their movement. Lupie clutched tightly to Dave's shoulders. He could see her pleasure building by the telltales in her expressions. He felt his own excitement building, not decreased in the slightest from having just completed the act with Becca. Lupie's body arched as she called out her ecstasy. The muscles of her passage grasped and massaged Dave's cock, kicking him over the edge as well. A second electric jolt surged through Lupie just as her natural orgasm peaked and began its decline. Her eyes rolled back and a guttural blend of cry and moan issued from deep in her chest. Lupie collapsed to the bed. "Imprinting; imprinting; imprinting" Dave held her in his arms for a long, satisfying moment. Dave did have other duties to attend. There were in fact, two other people still conscious in this house, and one was a newly arrived little girl that may need help adjusting to her new home. Dave slipped from the bed and pulled Lupie up so her head rested on a pillow. Her skirt more or less straightened itself as she moved, but Dave did add a bit of extra care, just to be sure. He pulled a light blanket from the walk-in closet, laying it over the sleeping form of his new partner. He draped her shirt over a nearby chair, where she could see it once she awakened. Then he dressed and headed downstairs. He emerged into the dining room to find Esme happily munching a corn dog, her plate also holding mac n' cheese and green beans. A very self-satisfied Jan sat at the head of the table, at an angle to Esme. "Ah, good you made her dinner." "Yep. OK, I just followed the box directions for the mac n' cheese. And the corn dogs were just heat up from frozen - but I did use the oven, not the microwave!" Jan beamed. Esme cleared her mouth, then, waving, said "Hi, Uncle Dave! Momma says we're living with you from now on? And; Jan helped me put my clothes in the dresser before making me dinner. Oh! And thank you for the kitty!" Seated in the chair beside Esme was a large squish mallow, solid black except for the crescents of its eyes. A cat tail and ears completed the appearance. Its presence at the table suggested the much desired 'new toy' love that Dave hoped would ease Esme's transition. Dave gave Jan a kiss. "You did great, babe. Thanks for looking out." Jan's victorious grin and the glow from Dave's praise did not quite hide her concern over the obvious, but yet unknown explanation of Becca's state upon arrival. Dave shifted his eyes in Esme's direction, then back to Jan and shook his head. "You two want to talk without me, Uncle Dave?" "And just what would we talk about Miss Esmeralda?" "I'm nine, Uncle Dave, not stupid. That lady was spooky, and Mom and Becca were in that room a long time talking with those military people. And then Becca shrieked pretty loud coming out of the bathroom. I may not know everything, but something pretty sketch happened." Dave kissed the crown of Esme's head and held her close to him for a moment. "Don't worry about it, Esme, it's over now. Those people are not going to hurt you, or Becca or your mom." To break the uncomfortable silence, Dave prodded Esme to pick a movie for the three of them. It was getting on into the evening, but there wasn't any school in the morning, so it wouldn't hurt to late her stay up past ten if it came to that. Dave did dishes while Jan led Esme into the living room. Esme needed no help setting things up though. She was nine years old after all. Dave rejoined them to hear 'let the storm rage on ; ' and see Esme, at one end of the couch, her head beginning to nod. Old tricks always work. After a tiring day, a hot meal and an old familiar movie work like magic, even on a nine year old. Dave waited another fifteen minutes for her to zonk out completely, but not get a crick in her neck. He scooped her in his arms and carried her up to her bed. Jan followed them with the fluffy critter. Jan pulled back the covers so Dave could lay Esme in the bed. He pulled off her shoes in socks before covering her gently. Jan placed the newly beloved toy beside her before they left. Once Dave shut the door, Jan shoved him against the wall and kissed him fervently. "You knew that would put her out didn't you?" Dave nodded. "That was so fucking awesomely domestic. My ovaries want to latch on to you and never let go. You obviously care for that little girl, and seeing it makes me giddy. Oh my god, I so want to have babies with you." "Did you just say the unspeakable three words?" "Hush," she said with a giggle, "don't harsh this yummy feeling." "Perish the thought." Dave kissed her tenderly. He took her hand and led her back down to the living room couch. There, he proceeded to fill her in on everything Lupie had told him. Janice's eyes grew wider as the grotesque nature of the attack on Becca unveiled. "Dear God, no wonder the girl was so clingy. I'm surprised she didn't mount you in the entry way." "Well, she's - was - a virgin, so I don't think she would be up for something so public." Dave face must have betrayed his mixed emotions. "What is it?" "I knew she was a virgin, that's something we had already discussed. I had planned on; being; more delicate? In my approach with her, you know, taking my time, not rushing things. But this mess happens, and she's insistent that I take her immediately, no warm-up, no gentleness. I; I wanted to do better for her. I wanted this to be a happy memory for her." "You can't control outside events, David. And you can't control her reactions to them. From the sounds of things, I completely understand her response. I think I would have done largely the same in her shoes. And as someone that's been with you for two full days now," she grinned at Dave's raised eyebrow, "I know you slipped in whatever tenderness, whatever care and concern was possible as you gave her what she asked for. What she needed." Dave sat back, taking a deep breath, trying clear his mind. Jan leaned in, whispering in his ear. "Dave, you big stud." She kissed his cheek. "Take me to bed or lose me forever." Dave barked out a laugh, then stood, reaching out his hand. "Show me the way home honey." Three new women join Dave's family. Chapter 4 – Revelation. September 21, 2020. Dave woke to find Becca curled against his left side and Lupie curled against his right, just as Jan had helped him arrange last night before the two had gone to sleep; and after Jan had gotten her turn at Dave. Jan lay beyond Lupie, on her side, facing away. Dave reached over and stroked her back. "I'm awake." Jan rolled over to face him. She gave him a drowsy smile. "Mostly. I could really use some coffee." "I got a coffee maker, grinder and a bag of whole bean coffee you asked for in the pickup order yesterday." "Yeah, but you forgot the maid to make it and carry it up here." Lupie chimed in. Dave thought he'd heard her breathing change in the last minute. "I know, right?" Jan chuckled. "How do you expect to keep a harem of horny babes if you don't give us the amenities." Feeling playful, he gave her guff right back. "Woman, you are the amenities." He kept his face neutral long enough for Lupie to raise her head and stare back at him. He busted out laughing. "Okay, I'd make a terrible dom." He paused while Lupie delivered a light peck on the lips. "Seriously, I never drank coffee. I have no idea how to make it. I got you the tools and ingredients, so if you want some, have at it." "Fine," Jan said, rising, "but I'm taking one star off my review of this hotel because of this." "Still, the room servicing was amazing." Lupie added, with little wiggle of her nude ass, having gotten out of bed as well. Jan barked a laugh and high-fived her. "We'll get some coffee and breakfast started. Why don't you lie here until Becca wakes? I think waking in your arms will do wonders for her. Might be the capstone to last night that will ease her mind." Both ladies dressed quickly, a pair of shorts from their luggage, and one of Dave's t-shirts. It seems solidarity was the theme of the day. Jan chose "Back in my day we had nine planets" while Lupie chose "That's okay Pluto, I'm not a planet either." Dave couldn't argue with that reasoning, so he lay there holding the pretty young blonde in his arms watching the receding forms of his two; girlfriends? What the hell should he call them? Teammates sounded like something for sports, or the brainchild of a particularly lame poli-sci major. The smell of coffee had whispered through the room for several minutes when the enticing aroma of chorizo warmed the air. Dave smiled. He'd bet anything Jan had mentioned the migas from the other morning and Lupie had found the chorizo he ordered. Becca stirred against him. She stretched, cat-like, arching her back. This had the effect of pressing her tits against him. Which in turn brought his presence to her attention. Her eyes flew open and her arms crossed over her chest, suddenly embarrassed she was naked in bed with a man. Further recognition passed over her face and she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him fiercely. Becca broke from the kiss beaming. Then an impish veil flitted on her face and she slipped her body atop his with a slight wince as she parted her legs to straddle over him. Dave caught her hips. "Easy there, kitten. Give yourself a little break. Smells like breakfast is ready, and we have our wholes lives ahead of us now." Becca kissed him again, slipping her tongue into his mouth briefly, tentatively. Then she hopped out of bed and dug a pair of shorts out of her bag. "Dave, could I wear one of your shirts?" "Seriously? Jan and Lupie did the same. Well, they didn't ask, they just walked into the closet and grabbed one each." Becca flashed him a smile, saying nothing as she strode to the closet. Dave enjoyed the slightest jiggle of her modest tits as her topless form walked by. "They must have coordinated while they were in there because they both came out in Pluto themed shirts." After a minute of hangers being shifted back and forth, Becca called out "Dave, how many Pluto shirts do you have?" "Just the two I think." "Damn." Said Becca, coming back out to the closet doorway, still topless and facing Dave. She leaned against the frame, thinking. Dave enjoyed the view. "Aw, hell." She walked over to her own luggage, rummaged about and pulled out a t-shirt. Once she donned it, Dave red the print on it ' hashtag justice for Pluto'. He laughed. "Nice. It fits with the other two. Why the resignation?" "Because I could either show unity with them by wearing this, or I could wear one of your shirts. First morning together, I would have liked to wear one of your shirts." "That's a big deal?" "Huge." "Then wear one of my shirts. I'm sure the others will understand. In fact, it's still solidarity, because you're all wearing one of my nerd shirts." "I like the way you think, Dave." Becca ripped off the shirt and raced back to the closet. She came out with his shirt that looks like a NASA shirt, but replaces the word NASA with SHINY, and on the swoop is the image of a spaceship from a short-lived TV show. "Madame has impeccable taste." "Mademoiselle. Madame is for married women." "In broader terms, madam is for a woman who has permanently bonded herself to a man. Just as you have. At least until the bio-freaks undo the little oddity in their mad science formula." "Well then," Jan said from just inside the bedroom door, "maybe you could get your hiney dressed and join your other two wives for the breakfast they just finished making." She looked to Becca. "Coffee's ready by the way." Neither woman left, instead taking the chance to watch Dave emerge from the covers and dress. Becca approached Jan tentatively. She did a poor job of whispering "Why does it feel so much bigger inside?" Jan chortled. "Because it is bigger when it's going inside you." Dave replied. Becca blushed, realizing she'd been too loud. "Some of us get 'compact' when there's no need for size." "But your balls are still big." Becca blushed so hard she had to look away to speak. "Yeah, those don't shrink. I guess that's one way to distinguish a winky dink from a grower." Dave came out of the closet with a t-shirt that red 'I aim to misbehave, and nothing in the verse can stop me' curved around the word 'Brown coat'. Becca grinned broadly and returned the high-five he offered before the three of them headed downstairs. "Dave?" Jan prompted "Yes dear?" All three ladies grinned at that jest. "I noticed you don't have any books for younger people. How about we see what Esme has next door, and then I order some more, you know to give her some variety." Lupie brightened at Jan's suggestion. It seems cooperation was coming naturally to the three ladies sharing his bed. Their bed. Ho. He'd been single long enough, now he had to adjust his head. Anyway, it was an auspicious start. The five of them sat around the table, still nibbling at bits of breakfast. Esme was already waiting when the trio had descended the stairs. Esme, Dave, and Becca had thanked Jan and Lupie for making breakfast. Lupie took care to point out Jan had chopped the fruit for the side and sliced the tortillas into strips while Lupie made fresh salsa and chorizo and eggs. "Oh, yeah. Check the closets first. Either in my office, or one of the bedrooms you'll find some boxes of kid's and young adult books." Dave paused for a bite. "I think you already know I'm a prepper. One thing I wanted to be sure of is to preserve knowledge and; cultural legacy maybe? So yeah, there are books in boxes right now too. We could get some more bookshelves and set up say one in each bedroom maybe." Jan looked at him with dopey eyes. "Feeling the same way you did that first morning?" Dave said with a smirk. "Less immediate, more warm and fuzzy version, but yeah." "I'll order more bookshelves then." Dave smiled warmly. "I already ordered two full beds for the two rooms that are completely empty, plus dressers for all four rooms and more sheets and towels. The sheets and towels are scheduled to arrive in a few more days. The furniture is listed as arriving in a week. We'll see." "Hey, Dave?" Becca asked. He'd have to get used to seeing her without glasses. That was probably why her 'after imprint nap' took longer than Lupie's; the regen effect repaired her eyes. She'd instinctively reached for her glasses and abruptly realized she could see better without them. That had earned her a pair of high fives from Dave and Jan before they left the bedroom. Lupie and Esme hugged her when she got downstairs and told them. Dave suppressed a smirk. "Yes dear?" Three pairs of eyes rolled, over top soft smiles. "Why don't you just get a bunch of bunk beds. There's going to be a lot more women coming. At least twelve total." "Yeah sure, I could fit two sets of bunk beds into each room. Then I can just walk down the hallway to the rooms were I 'store' my women to select the day's lays". Dave rolled his eyes to accent the sarcasm. Jan and Becca giggled, but Lupie glared. Then he remembered Esme was at the table. "Uh, yeah, sorry 'bout that. Uh;” "Oh please, I already learned about sex in health class. And I heard both of you last night, mom. Keep busting Dave's chops and I'll tell him what I hear coming from your room when I get up to get a glass of water late at night." Lupie's eyes went wide for a moment, then settled to mom-stern look. "Watch it mija, no matter what you know or think you know, I'm still your mother." Esme turned to Dave. "I hear m---" Dave put a finger to her lips. "No matter what you know or think you know, she's still your mother." September 22, 2020. "David Jeffrey Belsus!" Dave stopped in his tracks, one foot on the last step, the other hanging in mid-air in its path to the living room floor. He looked around bewildered, not sure what he'd done. "What the hell are you doing?!" Lupie's indignant voice managed not to shout, but clearly wanted to. "Uh, laundry." He had a basket on his hip, loaded with sheets from the bed. "I can see that, why are you doing laundry?" "I had sex with three women in my bed last night, these sheets need some cleanin'." Lupie's hand rubbed her face. Dave imagined this might be the same motion when Esme was being difficult. Only, he wasn't trying to and had no idea what was causing all this consternation. "David, there are four other people under this roof who can handle the laundry. Esme is quite good with regular laundry items. Not yet ready for special items. You should be working, or working out, or resting, or dosing one of us, or thinking about what changes might be necessary as more women arrive. We should be doing this sort of thing. This will be even more important as more women join the family, David. You're a manager of a small company that lives together and makes babies. Eventually." "I'm not comfortable labeling a chore as 'women's work' Lupie." Lupie snorted. "A week ago I would agree with you. The world changed." "I'm still cooking. At least sometimes. And If I see something dirty or misplaced, I'm still picking it up. And you still have your investment job. You have things to do beside playing mega housewife." "The firm is shutting down, the accounts are being taken over by another company since all our senior partners died." Lupie grimaced. "I have about a week's worth of work remaining for the hand over, and then I'm out of a job. The new organization didn't hire me. But, I still have my license. I can manage investments for the family." "Or start your own firm. Surely there are clients looking for someone new. Maybe some clients from your old firm that would prefer a familiar face." "I told you before David, I want to make family my focus. I can do some day trading and manage our investments, but I would love to spend time with you and Esme, and now Janice and Becca, and whoever else joins us. I want to do crafts and sew and garden and cook wonderful meals from scratch. I want to be involved in community projects when we have a community again. I was good at my job, but it was a job. I love family. Please, let me, let us take care of these things." Dave mixed drinks for the four of them and brought the glasses into the living room, where the ladies had spread themselves about the space. There was no tension, but everyone seemed to want a bit of space after waking up in a nude pile this morning. Lupie raised one eyebrow when Dave handed a glass to Becca. Dave mouthed the word 'light'. "Are you sure?" Becca asked. "You looked like you wanted one when I mentioned making them. And you're effectively my spouse; one of my spouses; " Dave rolled his eyes at the weirdness of the concept, "and state law allows it under that condi

Christmas is here, and Uncle Dave wants to celebrate by throwing a big Christmas party for the whole Carter family to enjoy! What could possibly go wrong?... Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved.

Munaf Manji, Dave Essler and Mackenzie Rivers talk NFL contest betting for Week 14. Munaf Manji opens the NFL Week 14 Contest Podcast with Mackenzie Rivers and Uncle Dave Essler, noting the chaos of Thanksgiving week and that only 45 entries remain in Circa Survivor after a massive 851-entry wipeout. They break down how all three Thanksgiving favorites lost, how Chicago upset Philadelphia on Black Friday, and how the Rams' loss to Carolina knocked out four more on Sunday. Mackenzie and Dan were eliminated in Survivor, and Mack jokingly laments missing Fezzik's hindsight advice to take the Bears as a big dog. They review key picks for Week 14. Uncle Dave takes the Jaguars over the Colts, arguing Indy has been propped up by an easy schedule while Jacksonville, despite inconsistencies, is healthier and stronger at home. Munaf adds that Daniel Jones' injury limits the Colts' offense and expects Jacksonville to load the box against Jonathan Taylor. Mack sees the matchup as close but leans Jags due to historical Colts struggles in Jacksonville. Mack's best bet is the Bills over the Bengals, noting the line is similar to their January 2023 playoff meeting despite Cincinnati being far weaker now and Buffalo's elite rushing matchup against a poor Bengals rush defense. Munaf expects Buffalo to score 30+ and exploit Cincinnati's offensive-line issues even with Joe Burrow healthy. Dave agrees the Bengals' defense is too weak to justify market respect. Munaf's pick is the Ravens over the Steelers, citing Baltimore's bounce-back spot, Derrick Henry's matchup edge, Pittsburgh's struggling offense, and poor wide-receiver chemistry with Aaron Rodgers. Dave supports it, noting Pittsburgh's run-defense collapse vs Buffalo and internal frustration around Rodgers calling out teammates. Mack acknowledges Tomlin-as-dog trends but still leans Ravens due to matchup disadvantages. They discuss whether Tomlin's 19-season winning-record streak will finally end, reviewing a brutal remaining Steelers schedule (Ravens, Dolphins, Lions, Browns, Ravens again) and concluding an 8-9 finish is likely. In Survivor talk, Uncle Dave would use the Eagles over the Chargers despite Philly's recent losses, arguing the Chargers' résumé is weak and Harbaugh may not be the NFL fit people expect. Mack's mapped-out Survivor plan had Tampa Bay beating the Saints this week and still believes the Bucs are the right side with New Orleans showing no incentive to win. Munaf also likes the Bucs and adds the Rams as strong options vs a fading Cardinals team giving up 27+ points in four straight games. They close the episode with gratitude, reflecting on the season, encouraging listener feedback for future shows, and reminding everyone to follow their Survivor coverage and other Pregame podcasts. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Lords: * Danny * https://linktr.ee/dannyBstyleband * Josh * https://www.bonusstage.ca/ * Vitor * https://vitoramado.framer.website/ Topics: * Games you love that nobody else knows exist * I keep losing my sunglasses. How do I fix this? * Homebrewing * When did Bush stop hiding the facts?? * Mad Girl's Love Song by Sylvia Plath * https://allpoetry.com/mad-girl%27s-love-song * I didn't actually have four poems in mind that made me say oh shit but skimming the list, this could be them: * https://www.tumblr.com/ailbey/750880084257374208 * https://cih.ucsd.edu/sites/cih.ucsd.edu/files/cfm/When%20I%20am%20among%20the%20Trees%20by%20Mary%20Oliver.pdf * https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/DoNotStandatMyGraveand_Weep * https://nextworldover.tumblr.com/post/705362430786748416/guooey-a-psalm-for-the-wild-built-becky Microtopics * Video game music man. * Playing a guitar part that someone else wrote by clicking with a mouse. * A very fun interesting exercise that you appreciate. * Bass dives. * Playing bass with extra fingers. * Walking into the luthier's workshop asking to pay them to put a whammy bar on a bass and they're like *fuck you, that's disgusting." * Harold Drumsman. * Tympanum Factotum. * Super Stardust vs. Super Rub-a-Dub. * The twin stick shooter you made all your bandmates play. * The most 1989 thing you've ever seen. * A lopsided castle shape drawn out of block characters. * Seeing a Lamborghini game and wondering "who would ever play that??" * Modding modern-resolution models and textures into an N64 game. * A game that looks like dogshit but with modern emulation it's extremely high resolution dogshit. * Impressing your dad at how good you are at the one video game he lets you play. * Hemiroids. * Art style becoming a monoculture more easily in small communities. * Dirty Dancing except Baby never dances again. * Phalanx. (The banjo game.) * The banjo player going inside the ship for the European box art. * Engineering Jones and the Time Thieves of DSPea. * Games that quiz you on what sorts of consulting services your company needs. * Finding a pair of crudely drawn breasts in a collection of Windows 3.1 icons on Uncle Dave's PC and thinking "Uncle Dave is into some weird shit." * Prescription sunglasses vs. Just For Fun sunglasses. * Doing something that makes you look funny and preparing a five minute angry rant to spit at anyone who looks at you funny. * Lacquering your eyes with a substance that darkens in the sunlight. * Lacquering your skin instead of wearing clothes. * Buying more and more expensive sunglasses until you stop losing them. * Pushing 32. * Being the mead guy and everyone sends you mead making videos. * Fermenting honey in the hot dog water. * Making a slurry of hot dogs and ethanol in the blender. * Letting honey sit in the closet until it becomes mead. * Putting mead in the beehive to give back to the community. * Giving all the hallucinogens to all the manufacturing insects to see if they make exciting new kinds of silk and honey. * Kirkland Signature Mead. * Going into an underground tavern in Sweden and eating boar and lingonberries. * Distilling and getting all the wrong -thanols. * Putting a couple shots of moonshine in a cup of Booster Juice. * Could potato pizza sprout more potato. * Have you ever heard a plant scream during a job interview? * There is no ethical consumption under life. * Connecting plants up to synthesizers. * The sound of two black holes colliding. (Bloop!) * Data Audializaion. * How Windows XP users discovered that bush hid the facts. * When did Bush get Microsoft to disable the "Bush hid the facts" Easter egg. * The mongoose is a common sight on the Earth. * The mongoose's shadow casts a faint glow upon the ancient tree. * Reading aloud and trying to understand what you're reading at the same time. * Cool as fuck yours truly uwu. * The four poems that made you say "oh shit." * Art that communicates ideas vs. art that communicates feelings. * Bonus stage. * Rock Band Karaoke.

Dave, Josh, and Mario go deep into the matchup against the Jacksonville Jaguars. The crew look into this Jacksonville squad and how they match up against the Bolts. It is also Uncle Dave's birthday! Checkout the show. 

The Carter family all head to the seaside to make the most of the fine summer weather. Uncle Dave is very excited to get back on his old bodyboard again, but Emma and Sophie have other ideas on how to spend a day at the beach…  Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved. 

When Mummy and Daddy are invited to a party, Emma and Sophie are left in the hopefully capable hands of Uncle Dave for the evening. But as he tries to cook their favourite dinner, things begin to go disastrously wrong… Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved.

It's the day of Emma and Sophie's school café, and Uncle Dave has agreed to go since Mummy and Nanna can't make it. However, they all soon discover that primary school is a dangerous place for someone as tall and clumsy as Uncle Dave… Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved.

Some spirits return to comfort us. Others come back for reasons we don't understand. In this true paranormal double feature, two stories collide — one radiant with hope, the other steeped in fear. The first comes from a listener who lost her beloved Uncle Dave, a man whose laughter filled her childhood. After a horrific construction accident claimed his life, the family grieved deeply — until a strange sign appeared. In a photo that had always hung in their living room, faint shapes began to emerge: two angels etched into the corners, and in the center, a clear gateway of light. It wasn't imagination — the image was unmistakable. The family took it as a message from beyond: that Uncle Dave was safe, and that love doesn't end with death. Then, what began as harmless noises — whispers in the shower, flickers of movement — soon escalated into full-blown activity. Her six-year-old daughter began hearing footsteps running toward her bed, and Cristina saw a woman in white reflected in her television screen. Even cleansing rituals and charms from New Orleans seemed to make the energy stronger. Two families, two hauntings — one filled with peace, the other with dread. Both proof that the veil between worlds is far thinner than we think. #trueghoststory #guardianangel #hauntedhouse #paranormalencounter #realhaunting #ladyinwhite #ghoststories #supernatural #realparanormal #creepystory Love real ghost stories? Don't just listen—join us on YouTube and be part of the largest community of real paranormal encounters anywhere. Subscribe now and never miss a chilling new story:

Some spirits return to comfort us. Others come back for reasons we don't understand. In this true paranormal double feature, two stories collide — one radiant with hope, the other steeped in fear. The first comes from a listener who lost her beloved Uncle Dave, a man whose laughter filled her childhood. After a horrific construction accident claimed his life, the family grieved deeply — until a strange sign appeared. In a photo that had always hung in their living room, faint shapes began to emerge: two angels etched into the corners, and in the center, a clear gateway of light. It wasn't imagination — the image was unmistakable. The family took it as a message from beyond: that Uncle Dave was safe, and that love doesn't end with death. Then, what began as harmless noises — whispers in the shower, flickers of movement — soon escalated into full-blown activity. Her six-year-old daughter began hearing footsteps running toward her bed, and Cristina saw a woman in white reflected in her television screen. Even cleansing rituals and charms from New Orleans seemed to make the energy stronger. Two families, two hauntings — one filled with peace, the other with dread. Both proof that the veil between worlds is far thinner than we think. #trueghoststory #guardianangel #hauntedhouse #paranormalencounter #realhaunting #ladyinwhite #ghoststories #supernatural #realparanormal #creepystory Love real ghost stories? Don't just listen—join us on YouTube and be part of the largest community of real paranormal encounters anywhere. Subscribe now and never miss a chilling new story:

It's Sports Day at Emma and Sophie's school, and both girls are dreading it. Can some enthusiastic support from Uncle Dave make the day any better, or will he turn it into even more of a disaster? Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved.

It's the day of the Football Cup Final, and Uncle Dave is very excited to see his team, The Blues, compete there for the first time in their history. However, when he arrives at the Carter household to watch the match, Emma and Sophie make him another offer that he simply can't refuse…Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved.

Wiradjuri Elder and Aboriginal activist Uncle Dave Bell has spent more than two decades guiding young people towards strength through culture, mentoring and connection. In this episode of Mental Fitness Conversations, he joins Mundanara Bayles from Black Magic Woman podcasts to share the story of Young Spirit Mentoring - a grassroots program changing lives across Campbelltown by reconnecting youth with Country, culture and community. Together, Mundanara and Uncle Dave explore the importance of cultural identity, safe spaces for open conversation and how meaningful connection can break cycles of disconnection and pain. Resources and linksFind out more about Gotcha4Life at www.gotcha4life.org and follow us on Instagram and Facebook @gotcha4life and on Instagram @blackmagicwomanpodcast. Find out about Young Spirit Mentoring https://youngspiritmentoring.wordpress.com/ About the podcastHosted by award-winning Indigenous businesswoman and Gotcha4Life Board Member Mundanara Bayles, and produced in partnership with Black Magic Woman, Mental Fitness Conversations centres First Nations voices in powerful conversations about culture, connection and what truly sustains mental fitness. Content noteThis episode includes discussion of mental health challenges which may be confronting. Please practise self-care and reach out if you need support. Services available 24/7 include 13YARN on 13 92 76 and Lifeline on 13 11 14.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

It's the school summer holidays, and Uncle Dave takes his two nieces, Emma and Sophie, to the zoo for the day. While Uncle Dave wants to visit his favourite animals - the lemurs - Emma and Sophie have another animal in mind, which turns out to be one of Uncle Dave's biggest fears...  Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved.

We have listeners weigh in pro and con for cruises, talk what's going on around town this weekend, and more!

We have listeners weigh in pro and con for cruises, talk what's going on around town this weekend, and more!

We have listeners weigh in pro and con for cruises, talk what's going on around town this weekend, and more!

Christmas is here, and Uncle Dave wants to celebrate by throwing a big Christmas party for the whole Carter family to enjoy! What could possibly go wrong?...  Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved. 

DNS 277 Dave Crosland & Scott McNally 2:45 The Evolution of Old School Cycles 19:00 Do you want a Superdrol Breakdown again? 20:40 Risk of infection from L-Carnitine 23:20 Training hard without joint issues as you age 29:46 Short 4 wk, low dose cycles with 4 wks TRT between 33:00 Cycle Planning for older guy 34:45 Getting stronger but not growing 39:20 3 wks off cycle and missing the pumps 44:00 Anadrol for a Sprinter ? 46:00 Scott's Client dieted on TRT with 3 wks Winny 48:50 Teenage gyno but no sensitivity as an adult 52:30 Uncle Dave's Wisdom - Controlling Tempter 58:30 Picking up girls, uncle Dave style 1:02:00 Struggle Balancing bodybuilding and life ✅ ✅ Modern Aminos New Peptide and Research Chem Affiliate : https://tinyurl.com/y4nts94n ✅ ✅Code THINKBIG ✅ Parabolic Peptides Great Research Tabs and Peps https://tinyurl.com/ycpnbjzd ✅ ✅Code THINK ✅ ✅SomaChems https://somachems.com ✅ ✅Code THINK

The Carter family all head to the seaside to make the most of the fine summer weather. Uncle Dave is very excited to get back on his old bodyboard again, but Emma and Sophie have other ideas on how to spend a day at the beach…  Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved. 

When Mummy and Daddy are invited to a party, Emma and Sophie are left in the hopefully capable hands of Uncle Dave for the evening. But as he tries to cook their favourite dinner, things begin to go disastrously wrong… Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved. 

It's the day of Emma and Sophie's school café, and Uncle Dave has agreed to go since Mummy and Nanna can't make it. However, they all soon discover that primary school is a dangerous place for someone as tall and clumsy as Uncle Dave… Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved.

Send us a textThe HBO film Trial 4, is a virtual hagiography for Sean Ellis. The HBO-Netflix documentary is so slanted in favor of Sean Ellis it is difficult to digest. In order to believe Sean Ellis is innocent, you'd have to believe that his uncle, best friend, and girlfriend were (are) lying. To our knowledge none of these witnesses, that tied Ellis directly to the brutal 1993, homicide recanted their testimony, why? Sean Ellis's co-defendant told the police Sean Ellis shot Det. Mulligan five times in the face, Sean's girlfriend testified Sean brought the guns to her house, she left her fingerprint on the weapon. Sean's Uncle Dave asked Sean where the guns were, Sean gave detailed information as to where and how the guns were hidden, that is exactly how the weapons were recovered. So The question is where is the mystery in this case? It is true that corrupt police detectives were involved in Sean Ellis's case, the remedy for that is a retrial, but claims of actual innocence? That is simply a gigantic leap in logic.Commonwealth v Ellis https://bit.ly/2ROmpVWCommonwealth v. Paterson https://bit.ly/3pLY3bOX-bcpbeantown Email-barry@bostonconfidential.net

From low self-esteem to global impact, David Corbin shares the mindset shifts and bold strategies that shaped his success. In this empowering episode, he breaks down his signature frameworks like “Face it, Follow it, Fix it” and “Intended Brand Descriptors,” offering game-changing insights on branding with integrity, personal growth, and radical responsibility.If you have any questions about this episode or want to get some of the resources we mentioned, head over to LesleyLogan.co/podcast https://lesleylogan.co/podcast/. If you have any comments or questions about the Be It pod shoot us a message at beit@lesleylogan.co mailto:beit@lesleylogan.co. And as always, if you're enjoying the show please share it with someone who you think would enjoy it as well. It is your continued support that will help us continue to help others. Thank you so much! Never miss another show by subscribing at LesleyLogan.co/subscribe https://lesleylogan.co/podcast/#follow-subscribe-free.In this episode you will learn about:The surprising ways curiosity and intuition sparked David's award-winning inventions.The mindset shift that helped David drop 50 pounds and stay energized.Why illuminating the negative is a superpower—not a weakness.How to avoid “brand slaughter” and fully live your brand integrity.The power of "meditration" to quiet your ego and unlock next-level insights.Episode References/Links:David Corbin's Website - https://www.davidcorbin.comDavid Corbin's Facebook - https://beitpod.com/davidfacebookDavid Corbin's Email - david@davidcorbin.comIlluminate: Harnessing the Positive Power of Negative Thinking by David Corbin - https://a.co/d/gXB8bsoPreventing Brandslaughter: How to Preserve, Support and Grow Your Brand Asset Value by David Corbin - https://a.co/d/h2yIWgeThe Illuminated Brand by David Corbin - https://a.co/d/8SuzrOUEat That Frog by Brian Tracy - https://a.co/d/jaui08nFrom WTF to OMG, with a Little LOL: Unpacking Life's Hidden Lessons by David Corbin and Kerry Jacobson - https://a.co/d/iD3ZNpBGuest Bio:Born and raised in New York, David Corbin brought his hustle and heart to California over 30 years ago. Along the way, he caught the entrepreneurial bug, launched successful ventures, and pioneered innovative solutions — like his award-winning touchscreen patient interview system, recognized by luminaries including Tom Peters and Maya Angelou. A “Mentor to Mentors”, Dave has been the behind-the-scenes secret weapon for leaders aiming to illuminate their organizations' true potential.But Dave's not just about business; he's about authenticity and practical transformation. Whether it's a Woodstock-inspired motto (“You're either green and growing or ripe and rotting”) or his signature approach (“Face it, Follow it, Fix it”), Dave infuses real-world solutions with unbridled energy, humor, and integrity. (https://davidcorbin.com/about) If you enjoyed this episode, make sure and give us a five star rating and leave us a review on iTunes, Podcast Addict, Podchaser or Castbox. https://lovethepodcast.com/BITYSIDEALS! DEALS! DEALS! 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In my career, in my relationship, in my relationship with myself, in my health, in my health habits, what am I not facing? And then, you know, the ego goes, well, I don't know if I knew I'd face it. No, you wouldn't. So face it and then follow it and then fix it.Lesley Logan 0:22  Welcome to the Be It Till You See It podcast where we talk about taking messy action, knowing that perfect is boring. I'm Lesley Logan, Pilates instructor and fitness business coach. I've trained thousands of people around the world and the number one thing I see stopping people from achieving anything is self-doubt. My friends, action brings clarity and it's the antidote to fear. Each week, my guest will bring bold, executable, intrinsic and targeted steps that you can use to put yourself first and Be It Till You See It. It's a practice, not a perfect. Let's get started.Lesley Logan 1:01  All right, Be It babe, get ready. Get your notepads out. Get a pen out. If you listen to us on 1.5 1.75 speed, I'm gonna be really honest. You might wanna slow this one down. There's a lot of acronyms, and this guest and I had the best fucking time. I'll be really honest. I, I really was like, who is this person on my podcast? After we stopped hitting record, he and I were like, I don't know how you got on this pod. He's like, I don't know how I'm on this pod. And then my husband comes in, and I'm just gonna spoil for you. My husband is the one who met him, and my husband is the one who brought him on the podcast, and that is why he, like, got to skip all the things where I would find out who this person is and what they're going to talk about, and why we're talking and, like, what's going to go on. But I'm going to tell you right now I didn't need any of that information for this to be the most amazing interview ever. Like, this is going to be one that you save. This is going to be when you re-listen to you. I promise you're going to re-listen to it as soon as it's over because I want to re-listen to it right now. And I was just there and I just did it. I want to, like, take notes. I am obsessed with this person, and I really do hope that they stay in my life in some way. And he gave us some excellent Be It Action Items, but the whole thing is a bold, executable, intrinsic, targeted action item you could take. And so David Corbin is our guest today, and you guys, he's pretty bad ass. So here you go. Lesley Logan 2:31  All right, Be It babe, I've had a great guest. The guy seems very chill, but also has done some amazing things in this world, and we're gonna hear all about it. So David Corbin, can you tell everyone who you are and what you rock at?David Corbin 2:44  Ah, who am I? It's really funny. My mother passed away not knowing who her youngest son really was. What I did for a living. She told all of her friends I laundered money. She didn't have a clue what I did, but I could tell you what I do and kind of who I am. I I've written 14 books, and a third of them made it to the Wall Street Journal bestseller list, so some of the ideas are really catching on USA Today list, and I've done a couple TED talks, and I'm an inventor, and I won two international awards for these inventions that I've done in healthcare and in wellness and stuff. But I'm really none of that. I'm really an ex Woodstock-attending hippie who's a father and a grandfather and a husband to a beloved goddess, and I'm a pickleball player and a tennis player. That's who I am. Boom. Mic drop.Lesley Logan 3:43  Okay, I have never, I think a lot of people can relate to like their parents not understanding what they do. But I do think that most of them probably think that they don't launder money. So I feel like, but, you know, it took my parents a long time to understand that what I do is not yoga. So, you know.David Corbin 4:00  Yeah, right, you do that Pilates thing (inaudible) with the Pilates, you with the FAA, with that Pilates show (inaudible).Lesley Logan 4:08  No, it's okay. We don't need to talk about it today. But I guess, like, where I want to start is, like, how do you like, how do you become someone who writes 14 books and does two TEDx talks and like, has a goddess of a wife? Like, where? Like, how did we get here?David Corbin 4:21  Yes, pure god shot, really, because I'm really Forrest Gump, I ain't the smartest guy in the world, but I am the damn luckiest. But no, I've been, you know, I grew up in New York. I was a low self esteem kid. Had to figure stuff out, you know, shoveled snow in the winter and mowed lawns in the summer. And I wasn't the brightest kid. I started to shovel snow in the summer and mow lawns in the winter, but, you know, so I did all that sort of stuff. And then, you know, sort of grew up, and at a time when, you know, the world was a little messed up, not like it is now. And you know, we were in a Vietnam War, and I was protesting. The war, and I got pretty active and engaged in that. And, you know, did all that groovy stuff. And, you know, was it Woodstock? It was a backstage at Woodstock. Lesley Logan 5:07  Oh, my god. Oh, my god. David Corbin 5:10  Yeah it was sick. And then, you know, started businesses. And, my gosh, had I did a TED Talk about one where I was, I did something called Woodstock wisdom. That was a TED Talk. It's kind of cool. I gave away make believe LSD, it was definitely an interesting TED Talk. And, you know, on and on. And then, you know, I would create businesses. I then product, build companies around the business, sell the business. And I learned stuff, you know, like, I learned stuff. I mean, I went to college and and all, but I really learned stuff through life, through bouncing and pinging it off of people, and, you know, with black and blue marks in life, you know what I mean. So I I learned some stuff, and I put them to use, and then people would ask me about it. I teach them about it, and then ended up doing, speaking and writing books about those things. And I just kept learning and practicing putting it in place and getting results. People notice it. They say, hey, man, can you help me? And I would help them. Then I'd write a book about it. And so it's just, it's really organic, you know? I mean, I was the president of one of the most prestigious massage colleges in the country, right? And how did that happen? Just pure by accident. My friends started it years later. They were functional in the classroom, but they were dysfunctional in the boardroom and so, so all these things just I don't know, man, I'm telling you. Forrest Gump, Lesley Logan 6:42  I, thank you for sharing the journey because I think, like, people would see, oh my gosh, two TED talks, 14 books, like, you know the confidence that comes from from you, but to hear like was a kid, you had low self-esteem. And I also love hearing like I went to college, and I really thought, like, why am I doing this? But most of it was to get out of a small town. And, like, you can't really get out of a small town. Just like, I'm gonna move. Like, no one was gonna let me to move to L.A. without going to college. So I had to, like, go to college so I could move to L.A. but, like, but I, you know, I, I was someone who's like, why? I don't even know what I'm gonna do with this degree. Like, what do I'm an elder millennial, so like, what do you do with a degree after college? Like, and it's then, it's a recession. So it doesn't, you know what? I just really didn't know it. But I realized over time, and the things I fell into, is that everything kind of layers, if you're willing to look at it. And so you said to yourself, like, you just said recently, like, I help these people, and then, like, I wrote a book about it. So what? What prompted you to, like, reflect enough to share what you were learning, because so many people would reflect and just like, keep it to themselves.David Corbin 7:53  Yeah, I, you know, I had a good inner dialog, and I kind of talked to myself, what's working, what's not working, blah, blah, blah. You just sort of develop this stuff. All I could say is that when you when you're growing up, like I kind of grew up as like an orphan in a family, so I was kind of alone. Everybody was older than me, and so I was kind of like left alone. And by the way, I stayed in college for a different reason. Mine was to not get my ass shot up in Vietnam. So I had to keep my ass in college and stuff like that.Lesley Logan 8:26  And you had to get a certain GPA. You couldn't just be in college because my father didn't get the GPA, and that's why he was in Vietnam.David Corbin 8:33  Yeah, and I wasn't, and I wasn't going to go, but, but what I think my secret sauce is being awake, aware, alert. My heart's filled with love, and my mind is filled with opportunity seeking. So I see an opportunity. I wrote a book called Luminate: Harnessing the Positive Power of Negative Thinking, right, which is a whole different scene, because, you know, you can't outrun your shadow, but I would look and I taught face it, follow it and fix it. I mean, like, I knew that you can't solve everything you face but you can't solve anything unless you face it. So I wrote this book about face it, follow it and fix it. And that's how I created my inventions. That's how I invented my companies is face it. Here's it like in healthcare. I looked at this thing even before COVID and healthcare burnout with doctors and nurses and turnover was over a $4 billion per year problem. That was before COVID, right? So I went face that. That sucks. Follow it like why is that happening? Well, they treat them like shit, and they, you know, the hours and stuff, there's no there's stress constantly. There's no inter interruption of the pattern of stress. Follow it into the future. Well, we're gonna have a shortage of doctors and nurses. So what's the fix? So I invented a pod. It's a four foot by four foot pod with nature video. And they go in there, how do you feel? They answer some questions. They choose a video journey. Afterwards three to eight minutes, they say, How do you feel now? And in three to eight minutes, they go from their crazy roles and goals down into their souls so they're more present with themselves and others. And we prove it, we won the International Healthcare design award for innovation. We're in every hospital in New York. We're in 14 states, all because I keep my eyes and ears open, I say, What does love look like in this situation? Well, there's a problem, face it, follow it and fix it. And I think any listener of your podcast, or any this is my third podcast I'm doing today, if they ask themselves, what am I not facing in my career, in my relationship, in my relationship with myself, in my health, in my health habits, what am I not facing and then, you know, the ego goes, well, I don't know if I knew I'd face it. No, you wouldn't. So face it and then follow it and then fix it. I mean, I was 50 pounds overweight, and I had to face it like face it. Why, you know, and then follow it. Why am I 50 pounds? Well, I drink two, three glasses of wine after dinner, and then my blood sugar would go low, and I'd eat anything in the house, and then I go to sleep. So I turned into a fat person. And, you know, follow it out into the future, I was hoping I would have grandchildren. I won't be able to play with my grandchildren, so the face it and the follow it, and then you go into the fix. So that's one of the models that I teach in one of my books. And and it's kind of cool, because when you get known as the illuminator, which I was, then people hire you, like one company, I can't tell you the name of it, but it rhymes with schmomanos Pizza. They hired me to be their chief illumination officer, and we illuminated the fact that their pizza tastes like crap, you know. And then they, they did a whole ad campaign that said, our pizza tastes like crap. And they, I don't know if you're old enough to remember that, but did a whole campaign around that, because we illuminated, because we found, look, first off, here's some of the stuff. Okay, face it. Follow and fix it. The their issue was their profits sucked. Yeah, right. And they wanted to go public, so we faced it. One of the things we said is we can't move forward when your profits suck like that, so we followed, why are your profits so low? Well, it's because most people don't know what they're having for dinner by 4:30pm and they call up and they go, man, I got two kids and a dog and my neighbor's kid, I need to buy something, right? And they're put on hold. So what we found is they weren't in the fast food business. They were in the crisis intervention business. When you call 911, you don't want to be put on hold, right? So we taught all their people to be crisis intervention people, and they go, I got two kids and my neighbor's kid and my dog. What do I get? And instead of, like, I don't know what do you want? They go, no problem. We take care. That's our with that's our Package B with two round discs of cardboard and fake cheese and ketchup and crap on it and a big old bottle of sugar water with caffeine to get those little bastards to bounce off the wall. And they go, yes, that's exactly what I need. So we faced it, followed it, and fixed it. Well, now, I really don't choose to work with companies that are selling fast food, and I don't, you see the example of that. They have no idea. They didn't have a clue.Lesley Logan 13:54  Well, because you get so close to it. And also, you know, depending on what time of the day, like you can either go, oh my god, I can totally take on that problem, or you can put yourself in a spiral. At least that's me. Maybe that's just me, but I really like this, because I'll often say, like, reflect, correct and continue, but I like, thank you. And you know, like, we can't we're not gonna be perfect all the time. Even our best ideas are going to get to market and or get to your friends or get to your family, and somewhere in the translation, something like didn't happen, or people like, hold on, what's this? And we're all going to have to face it, follow it and fix it, or we don't, and it doesn't go where we wanted to go. And then we go, well, there's another idea that didn't work, you know? And so my my husband had a business coach who talked about, like, hugging the cactus, which makes me, like, think about, like facing it. Like we have to actually take responsibility for where we got to where we are. And it doesn't mean you have to beat yourself up. It doesn't mean that you have to spend a lot of time, like there, but you do have to go, Okay, I did put one step in front of the other and got myself here. I want to be over here. If I stay here, this is where it's going to go. I get more of this, which is not awesome, or I can do these things. And if I do that, what does that look like in the future? And then you can take some change. I really am obsessed with this, David, it's great.David Corbin 15:16  Yeah. G.R.F.R., baby, Get Real For Results. Get Real For Results. I love hug the cactus. One of my business partners wrote a book sold 2 million copies called Eat That Frog, Brian Tracy, sure, and yeah, Brian and I were partners for five years, and it's all about get real. So one of the things that I focused on with clients, and I just did a workshop yesterday for the Sheriff's Department in San Diego, California, and it's about illuminating their reputation. And that's building your brand. I teach you're either in brand integrity and living your brand or not, and that's what I call brand slaughter in the first degree, brand slaughter. You put people in jail for manslaughter but, companies allow people to kill their brands and get away with it. So I wrote a book called preventing brand slaughter, and then I wrote another book called the illuminated brand, which is a training program, is the greatest trading program I've ever developed. And I've been in this field for a couple of weeks now, and then I just did that for a client, a billion dollar client in Cancun a couple of weeks ago. And that's all about living into how you want to be described. So if Lesley Logan wants to be described as boom, boom, boom, boom, and boom, right then everything you do is either living into that and you're earning that. I call it an I.B.D. Intended Brand Descriptor. You're either living it and earning it, or you're not. And that's brand slaughter,Lesley Logan 16:54  Okay, this okay. I just had a client this morning, and she, usually I teach her on Tuesdays, but I was traveling, and so I said, hey, babe, I know you hate mornings, but if you want a session this week, it's got to be 8 a.m. that's all I got. And I'm only giving it to you because I don't normally like to work at that time, but it's for you. And she said, Yeah, I'll take it. I was so shocked. So I show up on Zoom, and she's like, well, I'm working on this thing. I'm a healthy person, that's what I'm telling myself. And if I'm a healthy person, a healthy person would work out at 8am they wouldn't skip their workout this week. They'd work out at 8am and so that's what it makes me think of. Like, I can't think of a like, I love what you described, because it's like, being it till you see it. It's like, how do I want to be described? How would I want to describe like, if it's the future and then, like, acting as if you're the person who has that description. What does that person do? What does that business do? What does that product do? What is like? What does that day look like? I'm obsessed. I love that. David Corbin 17:43  You got it. You know, you walk into the ladies room to wash your hands, right? And there's someone in the stall, invariably, with their cell phone, and they're talking they don't know you're there. Well, what if they were talking about you? What do you want them to hear them say about you. So what I teach is you make a list of your intended brand descriptors. That's the first part. Then you do an A.B.I. an Audit of Brand Integrity. So down here you got the lit, and there's a TV show they did on me on this. And I can give you the link if you all want to see it. So here's a list of descriptive adjectives. I call them intended brand descriptors. Over here are your touch points, customers, prospects, coworkers, vendors, whatever, and now you do an inventory. Say, here's the word I want to be described by this here, am I in brand integrity? Yay. Or, oh, shit, am I in brand slaughter? Now, once you find those areas of brand slaughter, do the next step. We call them S.B.I.s, Strategic Brand Initiatives, what can I do to close the gap? All of that when you do that on a regular basis, equals M.B.V. and that's Massive Brand Value. So I'm doing this with this training program with Fortune 500 companies. I'm doing it with smaller companies, and it's all about I.B.D. times A.B.I. and S.B.I. is M.B.V. What are your intended brand descriptors? Then you do an audit of brand integrity, Then you say, okay, here's the areas where I'm great. Pat yourself on the back. Here's the areas where I'm committing brand slaughter, you have strategic brand initiatives to close it. Boom. Now it's a no whining zone, baby.Lesley Logan 19:34  Oh, my God, I really do love this. I think this is really a lot of fun, because you can do this about anything, like anyone listening. If you're like, dating, and you keep attracting someone you don't really want to be with, it's like, you could literally go, okay, well, let's take a look at the profile, or let's take a look at, like, what I'm saying on a date. You can like, all these things. I have a girlfriend who, whenever she goes on a date, she actually has, like, a scale that she rates them and then herself on. She's like, how am I acting in on this date with this person. So you could do the same thing of, like, how you want to show up and who you want to be with, and who your friends are, and all the things. And you could figure out, like, oh, this, this right here. This is where I'm creating brand slaughter. This is where I'm I think it's fabulous. It's also it's something you could do throughout your career or life, or, I mean, like, you can do it and then you can go back and do it, like, each quarter or each year, because as you grow it's, you know, I read a book called I read a book called the middle, but I didn't finish it, and I think that's hilarious, but at the got to the middle, and I was like, I think I got the point. But you it talks about, like, how all businesses go up and down, up and down, up and down, like a graph. But ideally it's always just going up, like the stock market goes up and down, up and down. But if you look at big picture, it's always going up. So, you know, so I think, like, we can get so caught up in the down, and then we can flounder there for so long that we don't realize we came from a really big up, and we can learn from that and bounce back. And, you know, there's another day to try it out again. This is so fun, okay, so, but hold on, you have a lot of acronyms. I'm not dyslexic, but I am A.D.H.D.David Corbin 21:04  Me too. That's my theme song, A, B, C, D, A, D, D. That's my theme song.Lesley Logan 21:12  So how, like, how do you how do you keep this all like, where do you is it all in your head? Do you organize? You journal? Like, what's your way of keeping all these ideas in one amazing place.David Corbin 21:23  No, I've been I am a gifted man. See, the big dude gave me this incredible brain and this magnificent heart, and the highway between the two is wide open. So I can keep it here. I don't journal. I meditate, I do something else called meditration, which I developed, which is, yeah, you know, you're not supposed to think when you're meditating. But when you, well, I teach meditration, meditration where you sit down with a piece of paper, you put the issue or the question on top, then you put yourself in a meditative state after you set your iPhone or whatever, to 22 minutes, and while the questions on the top 22 minutes, pencil or pen on paper, and you dwell upon that question, and you don't open your eyes, but you write with your eyes closed, and you let the unconscious confidence come through, and the universal conscious confidence come through, and you write some good shit down there. Now, at first, it kind of like you read it as like don't eat frogs. What is that? Because you can't read your handwriting. Eventually, you allow the download to come through. No one is smarter. Like, it's smarter than chatGPT y'all, no shit, it's smarter than even chatGPT. You write it down and you tap in. You know, prayer is when you're talking out there, but meditation is when you're listening. You listen in meditation. You know, like our emotions scream at us, and our thoughts yell at us, but our intuition whispers to slow down meditration, take it all in. It's freaking awesome, because the answer to every, everything you got, every WTF has within it an OMG and end up LOL, right, right. Are you with me? Lesley Logan 23:26  Yeah, I'm with you. I love it. I know all these Okay. David Corbin 23:29  So, like, I wrote two books called From WTF to OMG, with a Little LOL: Unpacking Life's Hidden Lessons. The first one hit number one on Wall Street Journal, the second one hit number two behind Prince Harry. Yo. I don't know what Prince Harry? How does Prince Harry come in front of King David? But anyway, it's because everyone knows at a certain level, when you're in a when you're in trauma or drama, that's usually a gift in there, not all of the time. I mean, don't tell me. Like, you know, somebody who gets run down in New Orleans by a car or a toddler gets shot in a freaking daycare center. Don't tell me there's a lesson in there. No, not all of it.Lesley Logan 24:13  Not all, I agree. David Corbin 24:14  But most of our lives there's a pony in that pile of poop, you know? And so if you assume there's an OMG built into the WTF, you close the curve of drama, trauma and pain and misery, and just start looking, and then you get it, and you're like, yo, that's fantastic. So yeah, so I look for that sort of stuff. So there's meditration, but there's something I gotta tell you, are you ready for this? Lesley Logan 24:45  I can't wait. David Corbin 24:46  I am proud of this. So I got permission from the TED organization to hand out L.S.D. it to my audience,Lesley Logan 24:55  The real stuff. Oh, this is the fake stuff. This is the fake one. Yeah. Okay. Well, because the audience is so big. You're not going to buy L.S.D. for everybody.David Corbin 25:01  Even the, no, I'm not. I'm not that generous. But even even the fake stuff, I had to get permission. So what I did was I said, could you imagine, first of all, I talked about being backstage at Woodstock. And I said, you know, 50 years I saved all this L.S.D. and I got one for all of you. So, you know, I'm like, Oprah, one for you, one for you, one for you. And I said, so when I count to three, you're going to pick it up, toss it in the air, catch it in your mouth, and go, whoa, dude, I'm tripping. So they did that, right? Boom, boom, boom, 500 but whoa, dude, I'm tripping. I said, cool, now that you're tripping, and here's the point, Lesley, now that you're tripping, you could ask your business two questions, and because you're tripping, you could hear the business answer you in its voice. And here's the two questions, and this is what I would want everyone to write down. Number one is, your business. What do you need me to do? And then you write down a list of the core job functions, right? So your trip? So you write down the core. You got one list of core job functions. Then you say, your business. Who do you need me to be? And you write down the qualities and characteristics. Now you got two lists. Now, because you're tripping, you get naked, right? But, but, but not naked of clothing. That's the easy part. Now you get naked of ego, and you rate yourself on both lists on a scale of one to 10. 10 is chaching mastery. You could bring it to that business right now. The business is asking for it. You say, I got you. That's 10. One is you suck. Where you're a five, six or seven, you close the gaps. Same thing on the other list, qualities and characteristics. Good listener, right? Where you're a 10, great, but where you're a three, close the gaps. It's like those S.B.I. is the Strategic Brand Initiatives. It's all about get freaking real. So they're tripping. They have a conversation with their business. They get naked. They see where they need to close the gaps. When you do that, anyone who's listening to this, when you do that, you can no longer complain about market conditions and competition and this. And I don't have enough capital, and I'm not this enough. Bullshit. You take control of that and close those gaps. And as you do, you increase your competence, which then brings up your confidence, which then brings up your competence again. And you're and you go on up the eensy beensy spider, but not up the water spout. Up the spout to prosperity and fulfillment. Boom. When I teach that, and people come back and say, I did that. Had it worked, had it worked, it's a game changer, because now you're taking responsibility. You could do it for your health. Hey, body, what you what do you need from me? Make a list. Yeah, rate yourself on your ability to bring that. Close the gaps. Bring your gift, your body, your magnificent body developed. I mean, it's amazing. And keep it in optimal condition by putting natural foods in, hydrating with quality water, getting the right movement, then it's like life is easy. People say, David, you're 72 and you play pickleball every day and you play tennis, yeah. God made an incredible body. God made unbelievable food. I put God's food into God's body. Boom. No GMO shit. No chemicals, no process, no fluoride in water, no fluoride in toothpaste. You know, I cleanse my liver and my kidney everyday with homeopathy, I chelate heavy metals out of my body with ACC Nano. Take responsibility. Life is good, baby.Lesley Logan 29:20  I love how you attribute to business and also to our health, because I think it's really important. And I just want to, like, highlight a couple things. I didn't know I was doing meditration, but I was doing, like, like a version of the morning pages, right? So morning, like, my therapist was like, I want you to journal. And then I was like, well, I'm a recovering perfectionist. So a week later, I was like, what am I supposed to journal? Like, how do I journal? Not really even understanding which, I have the journals I got pens. I can't read my own handwriting. So, like, what are we doing here? She's like, okay, how would you just do morning pages? Just write for three pages and whatever comes out. And I found within a couple of days, like, the thing that was bothering me or the thing that I feared would like, it would come on the page, and then by the end, I would understand, why was I afraid? What was I going to do? All these different things? And so I can't agree more, like I don't. I think most of our listeners, like, when they hear meditation is the thing they need to do, they're like, I'm sorry. We're out. Because, like, when you have ADD or ADHD, good luck removing the thought from your brain, but giving someone something to think, like, actually do and close their eyes and let it come out. I do, I do see how that could be really amazing. Because I can see, like, first of all, I can get angry because I like, I like to get angry at the thing. I got to do a little blame game that I got blame myself. Then I got to keep going. It's like, actually, it's not me, it's not them. It's this thing right here that I've been avoiding. And we can stop avoiding it, or we could do the thing. So I love that. The other thing I love is, like, I love those questions you asked because I think, I do think inside you're correct, that we do have the answers. We don't need chatGPT to tell us. I mean, you can use that. I have friends who love it, and we have a bot of me. But like, you can also just ask yourself, like, what do I need right now? And half the time when I ask myself that, when I'm frustrated, I'm like, I need something that's like, drink some water. Like, just go drink some water. Go sit outside. Go pet your dog. Like, go do something that brings you present. Because one of the things that I like, really obsessed about with you, and I'm really trying to figure out how we even know each other. I'm like, saying, how'd this man end up on my podcast? I love him. He's so great. Where'd we come from? Yeah, no, I can see that from the application. I think it might have been my husband, so maybe, but we'll figure that out offline. But what I'm loving is you are so passionate, and that is, like, contagious, of course, in all the best ways, but you have so much kindness and grace for all situations like you're you've talked about your heart a few times, but like, what I'm seeing is like you approach everything with, like, it's a problem to be solved, but not from a place of like, punishment or shame or judgment, but just observation and then taking some time to to go what would what can I give myself? What can I do this? How can I learn more here? And what it allows is all of us to be in process. None of us have to be perfect at this. Like you're always, like you said, you get the competence, you get the confidence, and then you guess what? You get more competence, which means you get more confidence. So we're always going to be on this mountain with no peak, but not in a way that's like a slog, in a way that is like high, like a good high.David Corbin 32:19  Yeah, you're a natural illuminator? No, you are when, when you write and then you see it, you see what happens is, is we usually keep problems on. We sweep it under the carpet. Well, I can tell you that, like mushrooms, they multiply in the dark, right when you take it out, daylight is the best disinfectant. And so you take it out and you illuminate. You look at it. It's not as bad as when you you use so much energy to energy to repress it and keep it down in there and stuff. Just freaking look at it, and it like a vampire, something that evaporates just in daylight and stuff. So you're already doing in a way that I call it different you, but who cares? We get to the same place. What is your objective? What is my objective? I could tell you mine is happiness, love, joy, equipoise, health, fulfillment, like I just trademark something. You know they have KPIs. Keep, bullshit, because that's all left brain analytic perfection. Make it KFIs, Key Fulfillment Indicators, everybody, customers, you your employees, your employees' family, they all need to be fulfilled. So you're looking at these metrics to make everyone and everything fulfilled. That is a more feminine energy into business, and I'm all about that. The feminization of energy in this planet is time, and we're seeing it, we're seeing it, we're feeling it. So groups like Heart Math and the like, are testing and measuring the our brain emits x. Our heart image emits, like, 18,000 x it's unbelievable. It's all measured and shit. The work by my friend Joe Dispenza, in terms of of meditation and what's happening in there and brain waves. Oh, my God, he's having a seizure. No, they're down in this theta and that where you can see anything and every is like doing an Ibogaine trip, you know, or Ayahuasca, to a degree, but more Ibogaine, or 5-MeO-DMT, and like, you're expanding how you can see things and shit. It's really cool. So, yeah, one of you and I, one of us is redundant. The world doesn't need both of us because we both kind of think of the same. Lesley Logan 34:44  Can we, I've, I feel like, I feel like I need to find you in New York and we need to hang out because you like, I don't know, I want to be around your energy more. This is so fun. But also I, I want to highlight you guys. You have to, like, Look at this man on YouTube, on the videos, because you're the same age as my dad. And I think my dad's pretty bad ass for a 72 year old who, like, you know, had to do a post office game after the military and, like, got forced out of like, all all the life things that happened to him, and he can deadlift like, 300 pounds, like, the man is strong. But what I am obsessed with is your your recall, the way you are sharing these stories and that you're not stopping like, that is something that my 72 year old father does not have, and I can tell it's, one, it's all the ways that you're treating yourself. And two, it's like you're a constant learner, and you're and you're like, you're, you're going back to we talked about the beginning. You're like, facing it, following it, fixing it, like, because you're on that process all the time. It's, it's really cool to see, like, your evolution. I mean, it's just, I am very amazed and very impressed, and like, want to eat what you're eating, because I want to be, I want to be you at 72.David Corbin 35:53  M, my bride, Ann, and I wrote a book. It's 419 pages. It's called Resanity: Truths About Food, Pharma and Healthy Living in an Insane World. Now, we were told not to publish it because we outed a lot of industries, and they said, if you publish that book, you better have somebody start your car in the morning, because they ain't going to be happy. So, so we didn't have to publish it, but just the research, to your point, the stuff that I study, learn and teach is the stuff that I want to study learn and teach, you see, and it's a and it's an iterative process and stuff. So when I study health, I do health like I don't have to publish that book I learned all about chelation and homeopathy and to stay away from certain drugs and certain jabs and and foods, and don't listen to this bullshit and listen to that bullshit and muscle test and applied kinesiology, and we live it. So my wife and I just kicked ass to a lot younger guys on the pickleball court, and they're like, this sucks. I go, yeah, it sucks being you, man. No, I live in San Diego.Lesley Logan 37:07  I'm in Las Vegas. We're so close.David Corbin 37:10  Yeah, yeah, I know. In fact, I go to Vegas because I have a client who's an artist in residence at Mandalay Bay, at the House of Blues, and his name is Carlos Santana.Lesley Logan 37:20  Well, there you have it.David Corbin 37:21  Do you know who Carlos is? Lesley Logan 37:23  Of course, I do. I'm, my husband's a bass player and like, and he used to have a drum radio show, and I think they were getting Carlos and his drummer on. And if I'm wrong, Brad will just pretend like I was right, but I'm pretty, of course, I know Carlos Santana. Are you kidding?David Corbin 37:40  There's me and Carlos right there. Carlos' drummer is Cindy Blackman Santana. She was Lenny Kravitz's drummer. Carlos says, I love drummers so much I married mine. So Carlos' drummer is Cindy. And then they have a timpani guy, and then a congadera. The show. If you haven't seen the show.Lesley Logan 38:01  I gotta go. I mean, it's down the street from my house. David Corbin 38:05  It's, it's, it's a sick experience. And you hit me up and I'll see if I can, I sit in Carlos' seats, which doesn't suck. It's such an intimate environment, yeah, that even if you get standing room only. You're like, 10 feet away from a legend, and this, he's an enlightened being. Lesley Logan 38:26  I actually got to go to the that venue because I was, I thought I was getting tickets for the Counting Crows, but I got tickets to the Black Crows. My friends invited me, and I'm there and going. I don't know any of these songs. I have no idea who am I even seeing. And I was like, literally googling. I'm like, oh, this is a very famous band that I know nothing about.David Corbin 38:42  Girlfriend, dig this. So, so they were in town in San Diego. I was supposed to be in Vietnam. My trip Vietnam got canceled, so I'm in San Diego. So okay, so I go see them. And so the Counting Crows and Santana, I didn't know who Counting Crows was.Lesley Logan 38:58  So you actually saw the Counting Crows, and I saw the Black Crows, or you?David Corbin 39:01  I saw Counting Crows. So now, dig this, dig this. So now I'm sitting there with my wife, and my sister in law was in from and so we're there, and I'm actually enjoying Counting Crows. They're really good. That lead singer is like a theatrical performer, he's unbelievable. Right while I'm digging the music, I get the text, can you come backstage now? I'm like, torn between two lovers. I'm digging this music, but who doesn't want to go backstage and hang. Lesley Logan 39:32  With Carlos Santana? David Corbin 39:34  Kind of like, yeah, my life doesn't suck (inaudible) like, my life doesn't say, Okay, thank you. Thank you.Lesley Logan 39:42  Do you think like I feel like we fall into things? So I got to see and our listeners like, what are you talking about? Don't worry, because we'll have Be It Actions in a second. But for my birthday, I had a few friends come out for, like, a girls trip here in Vegas, and I didn't really make a lot of plans. And one of the girls goes, hey, it was, like, six o'clock and we were about to go to a dinner reservation. She's like, hey, do you want to go see The Eagles at The Sphere? And I was like, yeah, I'll go to The Eagles at The Sphere. Like, why not? Just like, yeah, we, we can get these. My friend has two, has box seats. And I was like, okay, even better, you guys. I was in the CEO of The Spheres box seats. I saw The Eagles live at The Sphere, which is like, the venue. My girlfriend goes, I think Bono is right next to us. And I looked over, I was like, No, that's Ringo Starr, babe. People have got to be looking like, who are these two girls at The Eagles concert in a box of The Spear? Because we're definitely not their age group. But I, I know The Eagles I grew up on oldie, like, I'm not, people would be so upset if I called oldies, but that's what I apparently, raised me on that so I was, I was having the best time of my life. Okay, we can share more stories. And obviously you need to have and need to have a hangout session when you're here in Vegas, or I'm gonna come to San Diego this summer, but gonna take a brief break, kinda where people can follow you, find you, stan you, all those things. All right, David, where do you hang out? Where can people read all of your books, like just get obsessed with you in the best way? David Corbin 41:10  Yeah. So here's the deal, my name, my handle. My name is David Corbin. If you can't find me on Google, schmoogle, chat, whatever, then forget about it. So, you know, David, and my email is david@davidcorbin.com and I answer every email, not immediately, but I, not my assistant. And I also have a, you know, I have a chat. I have a robo Dave. I have an AI Dave, which is kind of cool, but I answer any and all emails, because if somebody gives a shit enough to reach out, and if I vibe with them, then I'm going to answer. So there's that. So it's david@davidcorbin.com and I have another name, which is because I mentor some rap stars. So I'm known as everybody calls me Uncle Dave, because, like oldies, I am a freaking oldie. That's all good. I don't care. So, so they said, if you're going to be in this field, we got to give you a handle. Everybody calls your Uncle Dave. So Master P said, your name is Uncle D, U-N-K-A dash d. So I said, yo. And if you doubt if you doubt me, you better out me. He goes, oh yeah, you Uncle D. Lesley Logan 41:10  Oh my gosh, I'm obsessed. David Corbin 42:07  I'm Uncle D, so find me at Uncle D, and the books are all over Amazon. But you know, the most important thing is you don't need me. You need you. Don't go to YouTube. Kill the tube. Tune into the you. Tune into the you. You know a lot more than you give yourself credit for. I'm talking to most people you know a lot more than give self credit towards. So stop dissing yourself. Step into your greatness. You got greatness in you. Don't let anybody kid you. I'm known as the mentor to mentors. People pay me a lot of money to mentor them. Many of the people, I tell them, Okay, you're done. You I see that you got you. You don't need me. So boom mic drop. Lesley Logan 43:08  I can't even think of a better Be It Action Items to end this episode with Uncle Dave. Thank you for thank you for this. I honestly, I'm so excited. However, whomever, whatever got you on this schedule today, you've made mine, and I can't wait to connect with you again. You guys, how are you going to use these tips in your life. We want to know. Tag Dave, tag the Be It Pod. Share this with a friend who needs to hear it. In fact, if you share it with bunch of your friends, guess what? You all start doing competence, and then confidence, and then competence and confidence and rising together, and you don't have those crazy people in your life who bring you down. So thank you so much, and until next time, Be It Till You See It. Lesley Logan 43:44  That's all I got for this episode of the Be It Till You See It Podcast. One thing that would help both myself and future listeners is for you to rate the show and leave a review and follow or subscribe for free wherever you listen to your podcast. Also, make sure to introduce yourself over at the Be It Pod on Instagram. I would love to know more about you. Share this episode with whoever you think needs to hear it. Help us and others Be It Till You See It. Have an awesome day. Be It Till You See It is a production of The Bloom Podcast Network. 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Plus Reseach Chem Industry Update, SS-31 Experiment, Adding a compound to test, Metformin vs Berberine DNS 274 Dave Crosland & Scott McNally 0:00 intro 2:00 Studies of Deca on Heart Health 6:00 SS-31 9:40 Research Chem Industry Update 11:20 How much can I gain in 1 cycle? 23:00 Listener Questions 24:30 Adding a compound to test 25:25 Stress and weight gain 30:50 ED issues with high test 33:00 Primobolan scripts in UK 37:45 Finasteride with Anavar 38:00 Metformin vs Berberine 43:10 Too good of muscle gains? 51:45 How long can you run NPP? 55:0 Test EQ NPP - when to add compounds 59:30 Winstrol Timing 1:01:20 Skin Tags and AAS 1:0510 Ramping cycle dosing with time 1:08:30 Uncle Dave's Wisdom ✅ ✅ Modern Aminos New Peptide and Research Chem Affiliate : https://tinyurl.com/y4nts94n ✅ ✅Code THINKBIG ✅ Parabolic Peptides Great Research Tabs and Peps https://tinyurl.com/ycpnbjzd ✅ ✅Code THINK ✅ ✅SomaChems https://somachems.com ✅ ✅Code THINK

It's the school summer holidays, and Uncle Dave takes his two nieces, Emma and Sophie, to the zoo for the day. While Uncle Dave wants to visit his favourite animals - the lemurs - Emma and Sophie have another animal in mind, which turns out to be one of Uncle Dave's biggest fears...  Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved. 

It's Sports Day at Emma and Sophie's school, and both girls are dreading it. Can some enthusiastic support from Uncle Dave make the day any better, or will he turn it into even more of a disaster? Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved.

It's the day of the Football Cup Final, and Uncle Dave is very excited to see his team, The Blues, compete there for the first time in their history. However, when he arrives at the Carter household to watch the match, Emma and Sophie make him another offer that he simply can't refuse…Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved.

DNS Podcast 273 Dave Crosland & Scott McNally 2:00 DEA Pressure on China Raws 5:05 Nandrolone Profile 8:30 Deca Pros and Cons 11:45 Lower vs High Dose Sides 12:45 Lowest Doses of Deca and NPP for Muscle Building 13:30 Finasteride Use with Nandrolone 16:40 NPP Vs Deca 20:00 Mental Well Being on Deca 22:30 Deca & Fertility 24:00 Dosages For Nandrolone & Joints 27:00 Carrying Gear in the Airport in UK 29:00 Emotional Stability on Deca 31:30 Top 3 OTC supplements for gear users 34:40 BPC157 & Kidneys 38:40 Is 2iu GH effective for a younger guy? 41:00 Increasing Appetite with MK677 42:30 Any use for epistane today? 44:35 Primo & Mast on the Prostate 46:25 How Long To Stay On Cycle? 47:50 Price Increase for Labs 50:50 Fixing Bicep Tendonitis 53:21 Setting up a 1 Year Growth Phase 56:00 Mega Dosing Melatonin 58:30 SLU-PP-332 Average Doses And Fat Loss 1:00:45 Sleep Issues On Test Cycle 1:02:30 Uncle Dave's Wisdom ✅ ✅ Modern Aminos New Peptide and Research Chem Affiliate : https://tinyurl.com/y4nts94n ✅ ✅Code THINKBIG ✅ Parabolic Peptides Great Research Tabs and Peps https://tinyurl.com/ycpnbjzd ✅ ✅Code THINK

Is there a "safe" cycle"? Factors to consider for health vs gains. Then new theory on the primo raw powder drought & your steroid QA. Dave Crosland & Scott McNally ✅ ✅ Modern Aminos New Peptide and Research Chem Affiliate : https://tinyurl.com/y4nts94n ✅ ✅Code THINKBIG ✅ Parabolic Peptides Great Research Tabs and Peps https://tinyurl.com/ycpnbjzd ✅ ✅Code THINK 0:45 Intro and advertisers 12:00 Getting The Most Out Of Your Cycle 3:30 - Reason for the Primo & Masteron Shortage? 9:40 Reaching out to Chinese Raws Contact 11:30 SAFEST CYCLES 13:00 Testosterone, Primo, Masteron? 14:30 Other factors 16:15 Equipoise 18:22 Follow up from Chinese Raw Source 19:40 Low Dose Tren VS High Dose Primo 21:15 Safest Oral? Anavar vs Tbol 25:20 Scott's MK677 Experiment 29:00 Winstrol Oral vs Winstrol Suspension 34:00 Test, EQ, NPP - How long on NPP? 35:00 Pump in the jaw when eating 36:00 Spot injections with GH ? 37:10 Thank you Justin Bruce! 38:00 BPC157 Average Dose and High Dose 44:10 Help with high BG 47:55 Creatine non-responder? 49:20 Oral Minoxidil on cycle ? 52:30 Expired Gear 1:02:10 Uncle Dave's Wisdom

Identification of common PEDs used in Bodybuilding - Dave Crosland & Scott McNally 0:00 Intro 0:45 Advertisers 2:45 Show and Tell 22:20 T3 on Peak Week and Show Day? 23:45 T3 and risk to muscle loss 25:40 3 year plan to gain 50 lbs 31:20 Test Cyp EOD IM or SubQ 34:50 Is SLU worth the money? 36:45 What headphones Dave used in his movie Under Construction? 37:45 Insulin and Retatrutide together 38:45 Nolvadex to guard again gyno on cycle 39:45 Clearing estrogen faster 40:30 Good candidate for lower test with more other compounds 43:30 passing out while training 48:30 BPc157 for torn achilles tendon 49:30 When using insulin makes sense 50:00 Minimum dose of deca for joint pain 52:20 Using expired gear 54:00 Vigorous Steve's baby is due! 55:45 Dave's Fun Weekend 57:45 Uncle Dave's Wisdom 1:03:15 Listener got mad at us ✅ ✅New Peptide Affiliate :✅ ✅ https://modernaminos.com/?ref=thinkbig ✅ ✅Code THINKBIG ✅ ✅ Log in to unlock all products ✅ Parabolic Peptides Code THINK https://parabolicpeptides.com

Modern Low Dose Insulin For Average Lifters & The Old School Methods That Got Guys Fat Plus Steroid QA DNS Podcast Dave Crosland & Scott McNally 0:00 teaser/Insulin protocols 0:55 intro and advertisers 2:00 Your Comments on Legal Cycles From Your Doctor 5:30 Primo and Mast Are Coming Back?! 6:20 ***Insulin For Average Bros **** 9:45 Old School Insulin Protocols 14:30 Modern Insulin Protocols 18:40 Insulin Precautions 21:45 Ask Follow Up Questions On Insulin 22:50 Truenutrition.com code THINK 24:30 Face turning red on gear ? 25:50 Seizures coming off cycle 27:20 TRT “add ons” 28:20 How much bacteriostatic water in GH? 29:35 SARMs competition for the AR (Androgen Receptor) 31:15 Test/Primo to Test/EQ 37:45 MENT Sides compared to Tren 40:40 Frequency for Test Cyp shots 43:40 Insomnia from TRT? 45:10 Scott's SLU-PP-332 Update 49:15 Which is stronger? 150 Tren vs 600 Deca? 51:30 Is Retatrutide Anabolic? 52:30 Uncle Dave's Wisdom

TRT Clinic Cycles : What Compounds are legally available? Benefits of Test Gel and Transdermal Gear, Deca & Dopamine, Controlling Hematocrit -DNS Podcast 269 - Dave Crosland & Scott McNally 0:00 Intro and Sponsors 0:55 Best Gear You Can Get From Your Doctor? 1:30 What Is Proviron Prescribed For? 2:30 Compounds from US Compounding Pharmacy 6:00 How high dose is Testosterone Prescribed? 11:25 Prescription Dosing of Anavar and Winstrol 12:00 Deca Dosing by Prescription 14:30 Over the Counter Insulin 16:30 Retatrutide VS Semaglutide 24:30 Transdermal Testosterone 26:45 Test Gel To Get Hematocrit Down 28:45 ADHD Meds and Nandrolone 31:15 Deca and dopamine 33:25 methylene blue & cabergoline 34:00 Pain from EQ shots? 35:00 Getting Labs that qualify for TRT 38:00 Shut Down From Deca 42:00 Testing EQ as an Ai 43:00 Bringing down hematocrit 47:40 How much bacteriostatic water to add to BPC and how to dose it ?52:30 Dave's Car talk + Uncle Dave's Wisdom

Christmas is here, and Uncle Dave wants to celebrate by throwing a big Christmas party for the whole Carter family to enjoy! What could possibly go wrong?... Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved.

Best Steroid Cycles for Average Gym Bros + IGF-LR3 Timing, Best Health Supps on Cycle, Aromatizing Variability, Does Insulin Cause Diabetes? DNS Podcast 267 Dave Crosland & Scott McNally 0:00 Teaser 0:55 Intro and advertisers 4:00 Best Cycles for Average Gym Bros 5:40 Deca vs NPP 7:50 Oral Steroids 10:15 Insulin for Average Gym Bros? 13:40 Just Increasing Testosterone 14:45 Equipoise 16:15 300 test, 300 mast e 17:45 Primo and managing estrogen 18:45 There is no free lunch 23:20 Importing Gear to the UK 28:00 IGF-LR3 Before Bed? 30:30 How long can you run Anavar & How long to break? 33:20 Bad lumps from gear and getting rid of them 34:20 Best Health Supplements on Cycle 40:00 Does HGH shut down natural production of GH 42:45 Aromatizing Variability & Muscle Growth 48:20 Testosterone and Injury Healing 53:00 BPC-157 Protocol 56:10 Dave got trolled LOL 56:45 Can you become diabetic from Insulin Use 59:45 Older woman boosting testosterone naturally with diet and supplements 1:02:30 Dave's Truck Project 1:06:45 Uncle Dave's Wisdom ✅ Amino Asylum code THINK for 20% off research chems, peptides, l-carnitine and more https://aminoasylum.shop/ref/122/ ✅ Parabolic Peptides Code THINK for 10% off SLU, Research Chems, Peptides & more https://parabolicpeptides.com

Sustainable Cycles vs Contest Prep Cycles, High Inflammation Markers On Cycle, Year Round Cycles + more DNS Podcast Dave Crosland, Scott McNally 0:00 Teaser 0:25 Intro 2:10 Gear You Should NEVER use as a gym bro? 5:00 Sustainability of Your Cycle & Your Look 15:40 Orals for non-competitors ? 20:00 2 grams Test for First Cycle? 23:00 Fat loss slowed on Mk677? 24:45 Is Cardarine (GW501516) worth it ? 27:00 Year Round Cycle 32:00 Test, EQ, NPP - Timing on Nandrolone 34:10 High CRP (Inflammation Marker) 39:40 Fat loss and water retention on 20iu Pharma GH 43:45 Pulling Injetions Into a Contest 49:00 Acne scars on stage 51:00 Why do steroids impact cholesterol 52:20 Ramping up a cycle vs starting at max doses 54:45 Gear from Mexico 57:14 Gear from Turkey 59:30 Dave's Pro Charger 1:07:15 How fast does Dave drive? 1:13:45 Dumbest Things We Did Driving 1:18:30 Uncle Dave's Advice 1:19:40 How much faster will Dave's car be?

The Carter family all head to the seaside to make the most of the fine summer weather. Uncle Dave is very excited to get back on his old bodyboard again, but Emma and Sophie have other ideas on how to spend a day at the beach…  Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved. 

When Mummy and Daddy are invited to a party, Emma and Sophie are left in the hopefully capable hands of Uncle Dave for the evening. But as he tries to cook their favourite dinner, things begin to go disastrously wrong… Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved.

It's the day of Emma and Sophie's school café, and Uncle Dave has agreed to go since Mummy and Nanna can't make it. However, they all soon discover that primary school is a dangerous place for someone as tall and clumsy as Uncle Dave… Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved.

Back to the Grinch II by Uncle Dave? Uncle Bob?

What are YOUR Perfect Pairs? DNS Podcast 265 Dave Crosland & Scott McNally 0:00 teaser 0:50 Advertisers - Shop with them to support the show! 3:30 Updates on Raw Supply Disruption 6:20 Perfect Pairs 20:15 Bodybuilding Goals Have Evolved For The Sport As A Whole 24:50 Listener Questions : Deca AND Tren together? 25:45 Funny Listener Comment About Dave 27:40 Blasting After A Contest Instead of a Health Phase 32:00 Is Training Gotten Over Complicated 40:20 Adding Something To TRT & Keeping The Gains 41:40 On 300 Test but not making progress. What's missing? 46:50 Visualizing Your Workout 48:20 TRT dosed every 10 days? 51:00 If you could only add 1 compound to test? 52:45 Female cycle - 10mg Anavar 54:30 Flying on Cycle - Any Considerations? 59:45 Dave's Monster Truck Days 1:00:45 Lambs in the background? 1:02:20 Uncle Dave's Advice

DNS Podcast Dave Crosland & Scott McNally 0:00 teaser 0:30 Intro and advertisers 1:45 Lots of Yawns today 2:20 Will Tariffs Impact Gear? 7:20 what sources are saying 16:25 Varying opinions on Low Dose 19:00 Have cycle expectations changed? 23:20 Should we block DHT on cycle? 28:15 Synthoil Comment 29:45 How long on TRT between blasts 33:00 Tips to break a Plateau 42:50 No Changes in weight or strength on anadrol? 45:30 Do we count ester weight when designing a cycle 49:30 l-carnatine and improved sperm 53:45 High Estrogen and Acne 57:30 Uncle Dave's Wisdom 1:03:15 Uncle Dave's Wisdom Bonus 1:06:00 Dave's App (linked below)

Minimal Effective Dose of Each Compound - What Does "Effective" Mean? When to begin estrogen control in a cycle? Anxiety from 1 dose Tren? Masteron & Estrogen Receptor Binding DNS Podcast 263 Dave Crosland & Scott McNally 0:00 teaser 0:40 Intro and Advertisers 2:45 Minimal Effective Dose - What does “Effective” mean? 5:10 Trenbolone 6:30 Deca and NPP 9:00 Testosterone 11:30 Factors that will dictate Results 16:45 Equipoise 17:45 Difference between Masteron and Primo minimum 19:15 Anadrol 20:25 Dianabol 22:30 Tbol, Anavar, Winstrol 25:30 People Trolling Dave 27:45 Cre-a-TIN or Cre-a-Teen? 29:00 When to start Estrogen control in a cycle? 34:35 Why Prolactin Rises and How to Control 38:45 Masteron Competing for Androgen sites vs Estrogen Sites? 43:11 Tren Anxiety after 1 shot? 45:45 Test Cyp, Deca, EQ together? 50:00 Break time between cycles 56:10 Iodized Salt or Sea Salt? 58:00 Full Body Workouts? 1:00:30 Uncle Dave's Advice - Prison Stories 1:12:00 Better U - Dave's App

It's the school summer holidays, and Uncle Dave takes his two nieces, Emma and Sophie, to the zoo for the day. While Uncle Dave wants to visit his favourite animals - the lemurs - Emma and Sophie have another animal in mind, which turns out to be one of Uncle Dave's biggest fears...  Written, produced, and narrated by Dave Stevenson.  Opening and closing theme:  "Fluffing a Duck" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com) Music from https://filmmusic.io License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)   Story Copyright © Dave Stevenson. All Rights Reserved.

All About Halotestin, Masteron Year Round? Test Ace vs Prop, Labs on SLU-PP-332 and more - Dave Crosland & Scott McNally - DNS 260 0:00 teaser 0:45 Intro and Advertisers 2:00 Halotestin ( Fluoxymesterone ) Basics 3:45 Halo Real World vs On Paper 6:30 Practical Application of Halo and avoiding negative effects 8:00 Average Dosing 10:10 Halo Effect On Mood 12:10 How we feel about tren during the cycle vs after the cycle 15:20 Dave's bad attitude lol 16:30 Masteron Year Round ? 23:10 Timing for Labs With Doc 26:00 Testosterone Ace vs Prop? 28:00 EQ ( Equipoise ) How long to impact estrogen? 35:00 Steroids growing the brain? Plus their influence on thoughts 39:00 SLU-PP-332 dosing for females vs males? 40:15 Scott's Labs on SLUPP332 44:00 Cholesterol on Gear 46:45 In Recovery but relapsed on cycle with EQ 2x? 51:10 Need to look losing fast after the cut cycle ends? 54:55 Uncle Dave's Wisdom

Winstrol Experiment Under Way, Drawback to Injectable Orals, Peptides in 2025, Are "Small Doses" enough? Bulk Straight To A Cut Or Wait? Dave Crosland & Scott McNally DNS 256 0:00 Teaser 0:40 Intro 2:40 Best Preworkout Steroid 5:30 Winstrol In off Season Experiment 10:00 Drawback to Injectable Orals 12:40 Peptides - Whats good? 20:25 Test/Deca Bulk, straight to a cut? 26:00 Coaching someone who does shift work 31:20 Helios 34:00 Half Life of Steroids 37:00 Small doses are a “joke”? 39:40 Estrogen Management 46:00 Pec Shots 49:30 Uncle Dave's Advice 51:45 Sam Sulek competing

TIME STAMPS BELOW - Scott McNally learns about SLU-PP-332, Dave Crosland's Labs Leading Into Kidney Failure, Managing Estrogen on Dbol, Frequency with Long Esters, High DHT Cycles vs Old School, Supplements to Lower SHBG & Which One Is Pudding? DNS Podcast 254 0:00 Introduction and Sponsors 1:30 Discussion on SLU PP 332: A New Fat Loss Agent 3:10 Scott Sets a Personal Goal 5:08 Mechanism of Action and Potential Results 6:10 Metabolic Syndrome and Potential Benefits of SLU-PP-332 9:15 Scientific Studies and Evidence on SLU P P332 11:00 Dave's Experience with Kidney Issues and Blood Work 17:30 Blood Work Is Not The Complete Story 20:45 Cardiovascular Health and Exercise Considerations 21:50 Be Cautious with "New" Compounds 24:50 Managing Estrogen Especially on Dbol 31:45 Injection Frequency for Long Esters 37:00 Recovery and Management of Injuries 41:00 High-Dosage DHT Off Season Cycles 46:00 Metformin & Telmisartan 47:45 Low Dose Cycles for an Average Gym-Goer 53:00 Gear for hernia recovery ? 54:10 Supplement Choices for Lowering SHBG 57:30 Discussion on GKU Copper and Skin Tightening 1:00:10 Which one is pudding? Which is a Dinner Roll? 1:03:00 Dave's Dog, named Pudding 1:03:40 Uncle Dave's Advice 1:05:40 Dave going to Japan 1:09:00 Super Prison with drones in UK

Ever wonder if your “family resemblance” includes more than just Grandma's eyes or Uncle Dave's laugh? In this revealing journey, one family discovers they share the genetic talent of seeing things that go bump (and occasionally chat) in the night. From fiery faces creeping through windows to a full-blown exorcism aimed at a mysterious Man in Black, it's a lifetime of chill-inducing spectacles that passed down through generations—like a particularly haunting heirloom. And just when you think it's done, someone else's third eye flips open to prove the skeletons in this family's closet aren't ready to go quietly.  If you have a real ghost story or supernatural event to report, please write into our show at http://www.realghoststoriesonline.com/ or call 1-855-853-4802! Want AD-FREE & ADVANCE RELEASE EPISODES? Become a Premium Subscriber Through Apple Podcasts now!!! https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/real-ghost-stories-online/id880791662?mt=2&uo=4&ls=1 Or Patreon: http://www.patreon.com/realghoststories Or Our Website: http://www.ghostpodcast.com/?page_id=118 

Injectable Yohimbine dosing, What does high dose T3 look like? Maltodextrin Intraworkout? Side to look out for on 1000mg Test Cycle TIME STAMPS BELOW - DNS Podcast Dave Crosland & Scott McNally