Podcasts about Uncle Jim

We talk about the Freedom Train, Bailey's Uncle Jim, blankies, and dogs!

Welcome to another episode of Enjoying Orange Slices with Jeff & Ian!

We're blending the old with the new on a Victorian public holiday - we kick off this show with the boys' chat with Gold Coast Suns coach Damian Hardwick - who faces the tough questions from new Suns member Billy. We relive Billy shotgunning a can of coke zero and making a mess of the studio, then Billy goes 1-on-1 with West Coast legend Ben Cousins - with a little help from Daisy and Lehmo. Former Haas F1 Team Principal Gunther Steiner is in studio of the Melbourne Grand Prix this weekend, Billy talks US Politics, and Andy Brayshaw phones into talk to Uncle Jim after signing a massive contract extension with the Dockers. Finally, Billy has a Fruity Monday Joke about bondage.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

A jam-packed Thursday show begins with Billy's All Sports Report, before Fremantle's Andy Brayshaw calls in to chat to Uncle Jim after signing a 6-year contract extension with the Dockers. Topics Brayshaw asks what stupid job you've had to do for a stupid man, and Todd from Barwon Heads calls in for the first time in 2025! Jono Brown calls in from Brisbane with a cyclone update, then Billy has somehow managed to put together an Idiot FIle in just three days. The Chief Jason Dunstall is in studio to talk about a big season of footy, and the Friday Huddle moving into our timeslot on Fridays. Finally, Billy's got a joke about a shark learning to hunt humans.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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She seems so familiar?Based on a post by SquattingEagle. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.The girl was shivering in my arms as the cool night breeze chilled the damp skin of her back. Although I wouldn't mind fooling around a little more, I didn't want her to catch a cold, or worse. I was feeling around for her sweater when my hand landed on something soft and furry. Picking it up, I recognized it as the woolly tail the girl had been wearing around her waist. At some point while we were having sex, the ribbon had come undone and the tail fell off.“You've lost your thingy” I said.“My thingy?”“Here” I said, giving her the furry tail.“My lucky tail; Here, you keep it,” she whispered, “and think of me.” She handed it back to me and gave me one more kiss. After the kiss, her lips stayed near mine, as if she was hesitating. “But; If you want; I'd; really like to spend the night with you”‘Spend the night' didn't mean just more sex, it also implied waking up together. It was as close to asking me who I was as was allowed. It meant I wasn't the only one who felt something special had happened here tonight.“Little lamb, I wouldn't want anything else” I whispered, “But; I can't. Not yet. There's something I have to do first; I…” I didn't know what to say, how could I tell this girl that I loved her, but that I first had to dump my girlfriend of three years, and not sound like a complete douchebag?I tucked the wooly tail in my pocket and got up. We didn't say another thing while we dressed ourselves and reluctantly got ready to part. I hesitated to let her go while her identity was still a complete mystery to me.“I…” I started.“Shush” she said, laying her finger on my lips. “It's okay, I understand; But, if you change your mind, I'll be waiting for you in Old Jim's barn. And please, for God's sake, be quiet” she whispered. Then she stepped back and disappeared into the darkness. She was gone, and I missed her already. Almost immediately she reemerged and gave me one last sincerely affectionate kiss. Then she disappeared for good, and I was alone.After I had gathered my belongings, I sat down on the rock wall and replayed her words, digesting them and making sure I remembered them correctly. Despite its obvious intention, it was a strange request. Old Jim, or uncle Jim as we called him at home, was a grumpy old bastard who was known to chase people off his property with a loaded shotgun. He was my mother's uncle and I knew him well, so he probably wouldn't shoot me, but the girl couldn't know that. Why then would she ask me to go to such a perilous place? Was she testing me? Did I have to prove my valor by risking my life to be with her? Or had my rejection angered her and was she now playing a cruel trick on me?Then another idea came to mind. What if she had chosen Jim's barn because she knew nobody would look there but me? It was the option I liked best, but I knew there was only one way to learn her true reasons, and that was to spend the night together and ask her in the morning. It was another reason on my already long list to go there, but before I could allow myself to take one step in the direction of Old Jim's barn, I had to find Amanda.Suddenly, I was feeling terribly guilty. I had cheated on my long-time girlfriend. Even if Amanda turned out not to be my true love after all, I still betrayed her when I had sex with that gorgeous lamb. It was an act I disapproved of wholeheartedly, despised even, and I could not understand what had come over me to let myself go like that. What made my infidelity even worse was that I didn't regret it, and longed to do it again. Making love with the little blonde, even as rushed and anonymous as it had been, was so much more intimate and passionate than it had ever been with Mandy. It had been everything I yearned for these last months, and much, much more.I decided that first, I had to find Amanda and figure out my feelings for her. Only if there really was nothing worth salvaging, and I had formally broken up with her, would I allow myself to think about that other girl again. The only problem was time. I had no idea who the little lamb was or where she lived, I only knew that she would be waiting for me at uncle Jim's barn. It meant I had to hurry if I wanted to see her again. Who knows how long an angel would wait for someone like me? Half an hour? An hour? Two?One thing was clear; if I wasted too much time looking for Amanda, the identity of the blonde goddess would remain a mystery forever. With renewed determination to find my girlfriend, I fastened my duffel coat and hurried off into the darkness. Having already checked all the familiar places, I decided to revisit the ones I checked first, in case I had missed her before. My first stop should be somewhere nearby; a small forest known as Jack's grove. Hidden in the heart of that dense group of trees was a little pond and next to it a patch of mossy grass. It was one of our dearest spots on the island. It was there, on that secluded pasture, that Mandy and I had made love for the first time. It was also where I had found Mandy on our first night of sheep-shaggin', three years ago.When I first visited that place, there was a dressed-up girl hiding by the pool. A lamb I initially thought to be Mandy, had it not been for the stale taste of cigarettes on her lips and a coldness in her kiss. While I was still undecided, she quickly broke off the kiss and a resolute bleating sealed her rejection. That was three hours ago, but it felt like years had passed since.It took me a while to figure out where I was exactly, but then I was off. Running most of the way, I made it to Jack's grove in under ten minutes. As I neared my destination, I heard the sound of male voices hollering in the dark. I decided to check out the source of the commotion and headed in the direction of the voices. Maybe I'd find one of my mates, or someone who might know Amanda's whereabouts. A couple of yards ahead, I discovered the clamor of voices originated from inside Jack's grove.As I made my way through the trees, the hollering fell silent for a brief moment. No longer drowned out by the loud male voices, I could now hear a series of hoarse moans. It was a girl who was doing the moaning, and she sounded suspiciously much like Mandy. I could not yet see what was going on inside the clearing, but the noises that echoed in the forest left little to the imagination. The loud, lustful moaning was cut off by muffled gagging and slurping noises, and accompanied by the rapid, repetitive sound of flesh slapping against flesh.At last, I reached the opening in the forest, and the source of the racket. As I looked through the trees, I saw the small patch of mossy grass was illuminated by the soft glow of a kerosene lamp. Carrying a lantern or flashlight was expressly forbidden by the unwritten rules of sheep-shaggin', but I did not care about that, because it allowed me to see what was going on. There were at least thirty guys standing in a semicircle, drinking beer and scratching their balls as they gazed at the lewd display that was taking place next to the pond. Peering through the group of men, I saw a glimpse of not one, but two naked girls, one of them being Amanda. She was on all fours and had her head buried between another girl's long, shapely legs, while some fat guy was fucking her hard from behind.I quietly crawled through the brush to the other side of the pond and hid there in the darkness. From this position I had an unobstructed view of the action across the water. There was no mistake, the girl was Mandy. The legs wrapped around her head belonged to her new friend Diane, also known as the biggest whore on the island. I did not know the guy that was fucking my girlfriend, nor did I know either of the two Neanderthals who were having their cocks sucked by Diane. Actually, I wouldn't be surprised if the girls didn't know them either.I had already suspected that Mandy's friendship with Diane was partly responsible for the growing divide between my girlfriend and me. She knew I didn't like her associating with people like Diane, and she assured me she had nothing to do with her, barely even knew her. Like all her lies, I had believed it at the time. It was only later, when Dave swore me that he himself had seen them going out together, getting drunk and having fun with guys in bars that I started to doubt her words.Now there was no doubt anymore. She claimed she hardly knew Diane, yet here I was, less than twenty feet from my whoring soon-to-be ex-girlfriend, watching her lick Diane's hairless pussy like it was made of ice cream. I had no idea Mandy even had any lesbian or bisexual appetites, but it was obvious Amanda was well versed in the art of eating pussy. She was slurping lustfully on Diane's clit and fingered her sloppy hole at the same time. Her friend was grabbing handfuls of hair and moaned loudly whenever her mouth wasn't filled with one or more cocks.All this time, the nameless fat guy was pounding away at Mandy's pussy. His bloated, hairy belly slammed against her ass with smacking sounds that reverberated in the forest. After another minute of this brutal fucking, the man bellowed that he was going to cum. He slammed into Mandy's ass one last time and then clenched his butt as he flooded her canal with his sperm. Amanda didn't even look up as the guy came inside her, she just kept lapping and sucking Diane's pussy.When he was completely spent, the guy withdrew his wilting cock, pulled up his pants and staggered away. A flood of his slimy semen gushed from Mandy's inflamed pussy and oozed down her legs. Judging from the amount of cum already dripping down her thighs, this man wasn't the first to unload inside her tonight. Nor would he be the last.Right then, one of the guys who Diane was blowing grunted a few words and yanked his cock from her lips. He pumped his fist up and down his shaft a couple of times and then poured a dozen squirts of cum into her wide-open mouth. Then he too tucked his cock back in his pants and stumbled back to his mates in the pasture. Meanwhile, the other guy was also jacking off and within a couple of seconds he too ejaculated into Diane's gaping mouth. After he had added his load to that of the first guy, Diane closed her mouth and got up.With her mouth full of cum, Diane pulled Mandy up on her knees. She grabbed Mandy's head and, while the crowd was going insane, let the slimy cum drip from her lips. Amanda opened her mouth and let her friend feed her the double dose of cum straight from her mouth. The girls kissed and swapped back and forth the large mouthful of sperm until Mandy swallowed it all. She then proudly presented her empty mouth to the audience, and promptly called out to the crowd for more men to fuck her.A new guy walked up to the girls and dropped his pants. I knew the guy, a total asshole. The girls couldn't care less about his personality, they only had eyes for the big, throbbing, pre-cum drooling erection he offered them. They both jumped at it, but it was Mandy who won. She gobbled up his cock and really went to town on it. Diane, formerly the biggest slut on the island, was forced to play second fiddle to her friend and pupil. All she could do was lick the guy's balls and asshole, and hope Mandy wouldn't have sucked him dry before she had her chance to blow his cock. To add injury to insult, while my cheating slut ex-girlfriend was slobbering on the asshole's cock, a second guy grabbed her ass and rammed his cock in her sodden pussy.With Mandy being fucked from both ends and having no cock inside her herself, Diane was feeling left out and she also called for more guys, practically ordering the audience to come and fuck her. A small group of volunteers emerged from the crowd and not much later she was sucking cock, bouncing up and down in another guy's lap while a third guy fucked her ass. With all her holes stuffed and her role as top slut somewhat restored, Diane was happy again. The audience was cheering wildly as the five men proceeded to fuck the girls in all their holes.I gazed at the depraved spectacle for maybe fifteen minutes while I was trying to digest this new information and decide what to do next. I figured I had only two options; either make my presence known and give Amanda a piece of my mind, or just leave and forget about her. As I watched her thirstily gulp down another load of cum and then hoarsely call out for more, I decided to take the second option. Making a scene would be humiliating, risky even, and utterly pointless.Besides, I really didn't care that much anymore. I had seen how my cheating girlfriend was being passed around like a 5-dollar whore and cummed in by one guy after another. There was no doubt as to whether she was participating willingly. Whenever Mandy's mouth wasn't on a cock or pussy, she was asking for more guys to fuck her ass or pussy and ordering them to fill her holes with cum.I also understood now that the girl I had met here earlier had indeed been Amanda after all. She undoubtedly had known who I was when I kissed her, and she chose to reject me. Maybe it was at that moment that she decided she didn't want me anymore, or, more likely, she and Diane already had their little gangbang prearranged, and she didn't need me hanging around. Frankly, it didn't matter, I had seen enough.The sounds of Mandy's infidelity were fading quickly as I distanced myself from Jack's grove. My feet carried me away aimlessly, and soon I was completely alone again, surrounded by silence and darkness. Once again, my path was cut off by one of the low rock walls and again I had to decide where to go. But this time, before I could pick a direction, I first had to determine my destination.I sat down on the hard, cold rocks and tried to make up my mind. There was a lot to think about and I had to clear my head a bit before I made any rash decisions. I had set out to find Amanda, and I had found her. Seeing her and discovering her true nature, didn't make me feel angry. I didn't even feel betrayed. I already didn't want her anymore before I even entered Jack's grove. If I felt anything, it was relief that our decaying relationship was truly and undeniably over.I pushed my hands in my pockets and let the furry tail slide between my fingers. The little keepsake was the only evidence I had that the encounter wasn't a dream, that the girl was real and the time we enjoyed together really happened. The girl's whispered request to meet her in Old Jim's barn was firmly etched in my mind. At the time I couldn't take her up on her offer, but now that I had declared myself single again, I was morally allowed to see her, and even spend the rest of the night together. Maybe I should just go there to see if the girl was really waiting for me.I really, desperately wanted to be with her again. Not just for more awesome sex, but to hold her in my arms, smell her hair and kiss her lips. And of course, to spend the night together and get properly acquainted after sunrise.At the same time, there was another voice inside my head, warning me that it might not be the best idea to rush into another relationship just yet. While I couldn't ignore the fact that there was wisdom to that voice, the idea that I might lose the only chance I had to find out who the lamb really was, scared me. It was almost an hour already since we parted. Bad idea or not, I just had to go back to her, back to Old Jim's barn.But, where the hell was I?Not surprisingly, I was once more completely surrounded by darkness. I knew that behind me was a hayfield and on the other side of the rock wall border there appeared to be an empty meadow. I could see the stars in the sky above me, and far away in the distance a few buildings, but no recognizable landmarks. I climbed over the wall and continued my hike in the direction of the houses. Maybe I'd know where I was when I got there, or else there would be a road that would lead me back to civilization. I made my way through the knee-high grass until I arrived at a barbed wire fence. As walked along the fence, I had an almost religious experience.The building I was heading for was none other than Old Jim's barn. Fate, or maybe the spirit of Linus, had guided my feet directly back to my little lamb. There was only one thing I could do. I hopped over the fence and tiptoed towards the big old shed.Uncle Jim was probably asleep, and I happened to know that his aging watchdog was practically deaf. Still, the dog could see well, even in the dark, and his sense of smell wasn't bad either. I knew that as long as I kept quiet enough not to wake either Jim or the dog, I should be reasonably safe. A few nervous seconds later, I had made it across the yard and reached the barn. My heart was pounding in my throat as I pushed open the big door.Inside the barn it was even darker than outside. I whispered into the darkness, announcing my arrival and closed the door behind me. Though there was no reply, I had the uneasy feeling that I was being watched. Then I heard a noise behind me, and as I turned around, the silhouette of a girl leaped into my arms. Even though I was quite startled to say the least, I caught her mid-air. She had covered my entire face with kisses before her mouth found mine and her tongue snaked between my lips. Her sweet kisses were like a drug to me, and the longer we kissed, the more I wanted to keep kissing her. The increasing need for oxygen made us break it off eventually.“Little lamb, could you really be my true love?” I whispered after I got my breath back.“Maybe;” she replied, and gave me another peck on the lips. “Yes”She took me by the hand and led me deeper into the barn. She must have spent some time exploring before I arrived, as she appeared to be quite familiar with the interior of the barn. It was utterly dark in here, as even the faint light of the stars was mostly blocked by the tattered roof, yet the girl effortlessly maneuvered us past empty stables and old farm equipment. I couldn't help but feel a little pride swelling inside my chest as I imagined the girl roaming the barn while she was waiting for me, preparing herself for another encounter with her true love.My little lamb carefully guided us through the darkness to our destination, which turned out to be a haystack. She halted and turned around. I bumped into her and she caught me in her arms.“We're here” she whispered.She undid my coat and let it fall on the ground. Then she took my hands and sank down into the soft hay. I moved with her and sat down next to her. We both knew we had the entire night ahead, and despite our mutual desires, there was no rush. I couldn't be happier. Being with this girl was all I wanted, for as long as possible.All my thoughts, all my hopes and wishes revolved around the girl, yet I still didn't have a clue who she really was. All I knew was that she was about 7 or 8 inches shorter than me, with a willowy physique and a head full of blond, curly hair. This only narrowed it down to a couple of hundred girls on the island. I still couldn't ask her name, but there was no rush. There was a time for talking and a time for making love, and this wasn't the time for talking.We made out in the hay for a long time. I couldn't get enough of her kisses and her hot, supple body. While our tongues dueled, my hands sneaked underneath her thick wool sweater and ventured into the enticing territory hidden below. Her soft skin was radiating with heat, burning my fingers as I felt her up. Inch by inch I caressed my way up from her waist, dragging her sweater up as I went. As I reached her shoulders, I had her upper half almost naked. Finishing the job for me, she pulled it over her head and sent it flying. Like before, she wasn't wearing anything underneath, and again I cursed the darkness that prevented me from ogling her treasures. Like a blind man, I reached for her chest and cupped my hands around her pert little breasts and studied them by touch.I squeezed and kneaded her supple female flesh. The delightfully full and firm breasts were barely a handful, but they were hers, and I didn't want them any other way. I could feel her erect nipples as they poked into the palm of my hand as I caressed the soft skin. I let my fingers trace around the puckered nubs and over the tiny bumpy areolas surrounding them. Her nipples were small, but they were firm and perfect for sucking and nibbling. Though I didn't know what she looked like, I was sure I could make a perfect sculpture of her face and body.My half-naked lamb was dry humping me as I explored and teased her with my fingers. She was already hot and willing, but I wanted to draw out our foreplay until I had her literally begging to be fucked. Planting a trail of kisses down her neck, I moved down towards her breasts. She groaned sensually as I drug my tongue through the valley between her twin beauties and then kissed and sucked on her delicate skin. Making my next move, I closed my lips around one of the puckered-up tips and softly bit down on it. I gently tugged on it with my teeth and then slowly let it slip from my grip, which elicited another sexy moan.At the same time, one of my hands had struck gold underneath her skirt. Her downy pussy was still as hot and wet as before. She readily parted her legs for me and my fingers slipped inside her. While I continued sucking on her breasts, I started fucking her with one, and then two fingers. The nerves in her nipples seemed to be directly connected to those of her pelvic muscles. I could feel her pussy contract around my fingers every time I bit on her nipples.Her hands were on my head, grabbing fistfuls of hair as she groaned, delirious with lust. She did her best to stay quiet, but when I also brought my thumb into play and rubbed it around her tiny clit, she forgot all about the world around us and moaned out loud. It was vitally important to stay quiet, and not wake uncle Jim or the watchdog, but the girl was drowning in ecstasy, gasping and moaning with little restraint. I had no choice but to relinquish her breast and cover her mouth with mine to muffle her voice while my fingers kept working on her pussy.Soon thereafter the sustained attack on her sex became too much for her. She held her breath and I could feel the tension build inside her lithe body. Then, with a muffled cry, her orgasm washed over her. With my thumb tweaking her clit and my fingers massaging her g-spot, I was sending waves of pleasure through her body. She was cumming long and hard, shaking violently with every new wave. Long after her orgasm started, little tremors kept running over her entire body.While my young lover had been almost naked for some time now, I was still entirely dressed. It was something that had to change. Though still slightly fatigued after the long and intense orgasm she just had, the girl straddled my lap and began to undress me. Her nimble fingers quickly undid the row of buttons on my shirt. Every inch of skin exposed was greeted with another kiss. After she had undone every button, she continued working on my belt and then my fly. With a little help, she managed to pull off my shirt and then my pants, along with my underwear. Now we were both practically naked.She closed her hand around my cock and moved her fist up and down, proving for once and for all that she did know how to give a proper handjob. Then she kneeled between my legs and kissed it. Her lips were all over my shaft, kissing every inch from the root to the head. She seemed reluctant to take me into her mouth, and I wasn't going to make her do it if she didn't want to. She kissed her way back to the tip and I thought she'd leave it at that, when suddenly her lips closed around the head. I uttered a deep groan as she sucked me into her mouth.It was obvious this girl didn't have much experience in giving blowjobs, but her enthusiasm more than made up for that. Besides, I knew I'd have a wonderful time helping her perfect her technique later on. It wasn't long before she got the hang of it. I didn't have to say anything, it was like she knew what I liked and what I was feeling. A few times she accidentally scraped my glans with her teeth, but I forgot about that instantly when she started sucking again. With only the tip in her mouth, she bobbed up and down while she applied a strong vacuum. At the same time, she had one hand stroking my shaft, and the other fondling my balls. The feeling was incredible, and I knew I wasn't going to last long being stimulated like that.I warned the girl that I was about to cum. She just nodded and intensified her stroking and bobbing even more. I gave her one final warning and then I had to let go. A wave of semen was rushing up my cock and erupted in her mouth. I was seeing stars and feeling light-headed as I came harder than I could remember. Despite my repeated warnings, the force of my ejaculation caught the lamb off guard. She gagged and coughed as the first jet of cum splattered against the back of her throat, but she kept sucking almost without interruption. She kept sucking until after I had stopped shooting and then she swallowed everything I had given her. After she released me from her hot mouth, she licked my shaft for any drops that may have escaped her lips and then placed a last peck right atop the sensitive tip.She came up again, kissing my neck and cheek. There was a heavy scent of sperm on her breath, but it didn't put me off. However, she seemed disinclined to kiss me with the same mouth I had just ejaculated in. I wanted her to know she needn't be worried. If she was willing to swallow my cum, then the least I could do was kiss those lips. I lifted her chin up and kissed her full on the mouth. As voraciously as she had blown me, so tenderly did she kiss me. The girl was capable of being both an angel and a devil at the same time, and I loved them both.All this time her hand had never left my cock and her steady rubbing had prevented me from going flaccid. In fact, I was still fully erect. As she broke our kiss, she straddled my waist and slowly sat down on my cock. She whimpered softly as she impaled herself and the delicate tissues of her pussy, still tender from our first encounter, were straining to accommodate my invading penis once more.Despite her tenderness, she took me in all the way, and in one smooth go. When I finally bottomed out, she held still for a moment and then she began to move. Barely perceptible at first, she rolled her hips and rocked back and forth in my lap. It was torturously slow, but incredibly exciting. Her nubile, lithe body weighed next to nothing and I could have easily grabbed her and use her body for the gratification I so much desired. However, it was she who was in control and if she wanted to take it slow, that was fine by me. Besides, I'd last a whole lot longer that way.My hands found her ass and I caressed the firm, round cheeks as she slowly moved up and down in my lap. Every now and then she'd lower her face to mine and we shared another kiss. Each time she moved up, her delicious breasts were right in front of my face. I only had to lean forward, and I could feast on the smooth skin as she rode me. Like before, I felt her muscles contract each time I bit on her nipples, only now they were clutching my cock instead of my fingers. She rode me like that for a long time, slowly and lovingly. It had nothing of the frantic hunger for release that had characterized our first time. This time it was all about sharing and exploring our feelings, learning about our bodies, and giving as much pleasure possible. I realized that without ever sharing a single conversation with the girl, I had completely fallen in love with her.Surrounded as we were by utter darkness, it was almost like the two of us were alone in our own private universe where time did not exist. The only sounds were the rustling of the hay and the squishy noises her greasy pussy made as she moved up and down my shaft. With every stroke her intimate muscles were massaging my cock, but after her tremendous blowjob I was in no risk of cumming too soon. I was glad for it, as I desired nothing more than to keep making love with this girl, to keep feeling her supple body underneath my hands and to keep tasting her tender kisses on my lips, for as long as possible. By now, our bodies were highly in tune and we were moving together as one, rhythmically pushing and relaxing as our bodies instinctively found new and unimaginable levels of pleasure.She rode me in that slow, heavenly way for a long time, but eventually she began to show signs of fatigue. She was breathing heavy, even as we were kissing, and I could feel that there was but little strength left in her little body. By and by her motions became less fluid and the pace more irregular. My hands were already supporting most of her weight as she moved, but still her legs were tiring, and they couldn't sustain the movements much longer. Finally, she lowered her ass in my lap and slowly rocked her hips while her fingers combed through the hair on my chest. While she may have been temporarily worn out, she was not done fucking yet. I wrapped my arms around her back and while holding her tightly, I rolled us over, so she was resting in the hay and I was back on top.She pulled her legs up high and wrapped them around my waist. At the same time, her arms were clutching my shoulders. She clung to me like a limpet as I pumped her pussy in a restrained, but relentless pace. Her soft moans were getting louder now that her excitement grew to climactic levels. So loud in fact that I was once more fearing she might wake uncle Jim, or the dog. It didn't mean I was going to slow down now, not while the girl was this close to orgasm. It would almost be worth fighting off an angry watchdog or shotgun-wielding maniac if I could make her climax once more.Just to be sure we wouldn't be disturbed, I placed my hand over her mouth to muffle her moans and whimpers. Then her orgasm hit, and I could feel her teeth cut my skin as she involuntary bit down on my hand. I hardly noticed it, as her divine pussy was milking my cock like crazy and I suddenly found myself in risk of climaxing too. It took all I could muster to keep thrusting into her buttery snatch without cumming. After another minute of seemingly continuous orgasming, she fell back in the hay, panting and begging for a time-out.I honored her request and pulled out of her snug sheath, but I wasn't planning on granting her that time-out. I crawled down her body, past her magnificent breasts, her tight stomach, and the small patch of pubes, to her fiery sex. Her swollen lips were dripping with honey and I licked it all up. Along with my cleaning work, I periodically teased her little clit, testing whether she was ready for my cock again. When I was able to close my lips around the swollen nub and suck on it without her shirking back, I knew she was ready for another round. Before I took her again, I spent a few more minutes licking and kissing her sweet peach, fingering her slick hole, and pleasing that little bead of her clit. I thought about tickling her tight little asshole with my tongue, or introducing that highly sensitive orifice to my probing fingers. But I didn't know how the girl would react to anal play, and besides, it might be a good idea to keep a few aces hidden in my sleeve, so to speak, so I could surprise her with it sometime in the future.I pulled the girl onto her hands and knees, knelt behind her, and then prepared to ease my cock back into her deliciously tight pussy. My hands moved down my lover's slim waist until they came to rest on the swell of her firm, round behind. Having found some meat to hold on to, I pushed forward. A deep, involuntary groan sounded from her mouth as I slid in until my hips pressed against her ass and the tip of my cock bumped into the firm lump of her cervix.I could feel the ring of muscles around her pussy's entrance squeeze the base of my cock, and I knew I was all the way inside her. Although it was a fantastic feeling to be fucking her this deep, I eased back a little, as I didn't want her to feel sore inside. While holding on to her ass, I began to fuck her at a moderate pace. Almost immediately she pushed back at me, silently reassuring me that if there was any discomfort, she could handle it, and spurring me on to fuck her harder and deeper. Well, if that's what she wanted, I was happy to give it to her like that. I renewed my grip on her ass and began to thrust into her as hard and deep as I dared. It didn't miss its effect, as the girl was soon moaning continuously and chewing on her sweater to keep her from screaming.The pressure in my loins had faded a little while I was licking her sweet pussy, but after a few minutes of this intense doggy-style fucking, it felt like I was about to burst again. I hoped I could hold on just long enough to cum together with the girl. Sharing an orgasm together would be the perfect ending of the best sex I ever had. However, before I could make that perfect ending happen, we needed to change positions one last time. Although fucking her from behind like this was awesome and highly stimulating for both her and me, it was lacking a bit in intimacy, and of all things, intimacy was what I was craving most. When I was gonna cum with her, it would be with her arms around me, and my lips mashed against hers.I pulled out, gave her dripping pussy a few licks and then I nudged her side, signaling her to roll onto her back. She understood what I wanted and once she was on her back, she immediately spread her legs for me and pulled me on top of her body. Reaching between us, she grabbed my cock and guided it back inside her.I grabbed her legs and raised them high. With her legs on my shoulders I proceeded to pump her fast and deep. I knew I wouldn't last long anymore. Her soft whimpers and moans told me that she too was approaching another orgasm. I pounded her buttery pussy with the last of my strength, doing my utmost to make her cum before I did. I felt my balls drew tight, and then the first jet shot up my tubes. Thrusting deep and pressing my lips in her neck, I fired a second load into her pussy, just as she came as well. As I felt myself flow into her body, we became one and climaxed together.We stayed like that for a seemingly endless period of time, fucking and cumming until I had given her everything I had and my deflating cock slipped from my lover's pussy. We remained in each other's arms long after we stopped moving, lying face to face while we cuddled and kissed in the afterglow of the best sex I had ever had. I was feeling completely drained, both mentally as well as physically, but happy and completely satisfied.She moved her head back a little and looked at me, despite the utter darkness.“I; I think I love you” she whispered.“Little lamb, I think I love you too” I whispered back.She gave me another kiss. Like all her kisses it was a passionate and tender kiss, but once more, its message was different. There was a feeling of surrender in this kiss, like she lay the responsibility for her happiness solely in my hands. It was a tremendous obligation, but one I gladly accepted, as I knew I could never be happy again, unless she was happy too.She lay her head on my chest and I draped my arms around her. With her mouth next to my ear she whispered she was so lucky I had chosen to come back to her. I said it wasn't a choice, that I had to be with her, and that I was the lucky one to find her still waiting for me. She replied that she would have waited all night for me if she had to. As she was saying these words, she was speaking slowly and her voice was drowning in sleep. One last thing I remember is pulling a horse blanket over our naked bodies and then I too fell asleep, dreaming of a long and exciting future with this nameless blonde.I woke up only a few hours later. The first thing I noticed was an intense itching sensation from lying naked in the hay. Then the scent of farm animals and diesel engines entered my nose, and when I opened my eyes, I discovered there was a girl sleeping in my arms. It took me a while to figure out where I was, and then everything came back to me. I was in uncle Jim's barn. The mysterious blonde in my arms I had met during sheep-shaggin' and she had asked me to spend the night with her. We had made passionate love in the hay and expressed our love before falling asleep in each other's arms.To be continued in part 3, based on a post by SquattingEagle for SexStories.

She seems so familiar?Based on a post by SquattingEagle. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.The girl was shivering in my arms as the cool night breeze chilled the damp skin of her back. Although I wouldn't mind fooling around a little more, I didn't want her to catch a cold, or worse. I was feeling around for her sweater when my hand landed on something soft and furry. Picking it up, I recognized it as the woolly tail the girl had been wearing around her waist. At some point while we were having sex, the ribbon had come undone and the tail fell off.“You've lost your thingy” I said.“My thingy?”“Here” I said, giving her the furry tail.“My lucky tail; Here, you keep it,” she whispered, “and think of me.” She handed it back to me and gave me one more kiss. After the kiss, her lips stayed near mine, as if she was hesitating. “But; If you want; I'd; really like to spend the night with you”‘Spend the night' didn't mean just more sex, it also implied waking up together. It was as close to asking me who I was as was allowed. It meant I wasn't the only one who felt something special had happened here tonight.“Little lamb, I wouldn't want anything else” I whispered, “But; I can't. Not yet. There's something I have to do first; I…” I didn't know what to say, how could I tell this girl that I loved her, but that I first had to dump my girlfriend of three years, and not sound like a complete douchebag?I tucked the wooly tail in my pocket and got up. We didn't say another thing while we dressed ourselves and reluctantly got ready to part. I hesitated to let her go while her identity was still a complete mystery to me.“I…” I started.“Shush” she said, laying her finger on my lips. “It's okay, I understand; But, if you change your mind, I'll be waiting for you in Old Jim's barn. And please, for God's sake, be quiet” she whispered. Then she stepped back and disappeared into the darkness. She was gone, and I missed her already. Almost immediately she reemerged and gave me one last sincerely affectionate kiss. Then she disappeared for good, and I was alone.After I had gathered my belongings, I sat down on the rock wall and replayed her words, digesting them and making sure I remembered them correctly. Despite its obvious intention, it was a strange request. Old Jim, or uncle Jim as we called him at home, was a grumpy old bastard who was known to chase people off his property with a loaded shotgun. He was my mother's uncle and I knew him well, so he probably wouldn't shoot me, but the girl couldn't know that. Why then would she ask me to go to such a perilous place? Was she testing me? Did I have to prove my valor by risking my life to be with her? Or had my rejection angered her and was she now playing a cruel trick on me?Then another idea came to mind. What if she had chosen Jim's barn because she knew nobody would look there but me? It was the option I liked best, but I knew there was only one way to learn her true reasons, and that was to spend the night together and ask her in the morning. It was another reason on my already long list to go there, but before I could allow myself to take one step in the direction of Old Jim's barn, I had to find Amanda.Suddenly, I was feeling terribly guilty. I had cheated on my long-time girlfriend. Even if Amanda turned out not to be my true love after all, I still betrayed her when I had sex with that gorgeous lamb. It was an act I disapproved of wholeheartedly, despised even, and I could not understand what had come over me to let myself go like that. What made my infidelity even worse was that I didn't regret it, and longed to do it again. Making love with the little blonde, even as rushed and anonymous as it had been, was so much more intimate and passionate than it had ever been with Mandy. It had been everything I yearned for these last months, and much, much more.I decided that first, I had to find Amanda and figure out my feelings for her. Only if there really was nothing worth salvaging, and I had formally broken up with her, would I allow myself to think about that other girl again. The only problem was time. I had no idea who the little lamb was or where she lived, I only knew that she would be waiting for me at uncle Jim's barn. It meant I had to hurry if I wanted to see her again. Who knows how long an angel would wait for someone like me? Half an hour? An hour? Two?One thing was clear; if I wasted too much time looking for Amanda, the identity of the blonde goddess would remain a mystery forever. With renewed determination to find my girlfriend, I fastened my duffel coat and hurried off into the darkness. Having already checked all the familiar places, I decided to revisit the ones I checked first, in case I had missed her before. My first stop should be somewhere nearby; a small forest known as Jack's grove. Hidden in the heart of that dense group of trees was a little pond and next to it a patch of mossy grass. It was one of our dearest spots on the island. It was there, on that secluded pasture, that Mandy and I had made love for the first time. It was also where I had found Mandy on our first night of sheep-shaggin', three years ago.When I first visited that place, there was a dressed-up girl hiding by the pool. A lamb I initially thought to be Mandy, had it not been for the stale taste of cigarettes on her lips and a coldness in her kiss. While I was still undecided, she quickly broke off the kiss and a resolute bleating sealed her rejection. That was three hours ago, but it felt like years had passed since.It took me a while to figure out where I was exactly, but then I was off. Running most of the way, I made it to Jack's grove in under ten minutes. As I neared my destination, I heard the sound of male voices hollering in the dark. I decided to check out the source of the commotion and headed in the direction of the voices. Maybe I'd find one of my mates, or someone who might know Amanda's whereabouts. A couple of yards ahead, I discovered the clamor of voices originated from inside Jack's grove.As I made my way through the trees, the hollering fell silent for a brief moment. No longer drowned out by the loud male voices, I could now hear a series of hoarse moans. It was a girl who was doing the moaning, and she sounded suspiciously much like Mandy. I could not yet see what was going on inside the clearing, but the noises that echoed in the forest left little to the imagination. The loud, lustful moaning was cut off by muffled gagging and slurping noises, and accompanied by the rapid, repetitive sound of flesh slapping against flesh.At last, I reached the opening in the forest, and the source of the racket. As I looked through the trees, I saw the small patch of mossy grass was illuminated by the soft glow of a kerosene lamp. Carrying a lantern or flashlight was expressly forbidden by the unwritten rules of sheep-shaggin', but I did not care about that, because it allowed me to see what was going on. There were at least thirty guys standing in a semicircle, drinking beer and scratching their balls as they gazed at the lewd display that was taking place next to the pond. Peering through the group of men, I saw a glimpse of not one, but two naked girls, one of them being Amanda. She was on all fours and had her head buried between another girl's long, shapely legs, while some fat guy was fucking her hard from behind.I quietly crawled through the brush to the other side of the pond and hid there in the darkness. From this position I had an unobstructed view of the action across the water. There was no mistake, the girl was Mandy. The legs wrapped around her head belonged to her new friend Diane, also known as the biggest whore on the island. I did not know the guy that was fucking my girlfriend, nor did I know either of the two Neanderthals who were having their cocks sucked by Diane. Actually, I wouldn't be surprised if the girls didn't know them either.I had already suspected that Mandy's friendship with Diane was partly responsible for the growing divide between my girlfriend and me. She knew I didn't like her associating with people like Diane, and she assured me she had nothing to do with her, barely even knew her. Like all her lies, I had believed it at the time. It was only later, when Dave swore me that he himself had seen them going out together, getting drunk and having fun with guys in bars that I started to doubt her words.Now there was no doubt anymore. She claimed she hardly knew Diane, yet here I was, less than twenty feet from my whoring soon-to-be ex-girlfriend, watching her lick Diane's hairless pussy like it was made of ice cream. I had no idea Mandy even had any lesbian or bisexual appetites, but it was obvious Amanda was well versed in the art of eating pussy. She was slurping lustfully on Diane's clit and fingered her sloppy hole at the same time. Her friend was grabbing handfuls of hair and moaned loudly whenever her mouth wasn't filled with one or more cocks.All this time, the nameless fat guy was pounding away at Mandy's pussy. His bloated, hairy belly slammed against her ass with smacking sounds that reverberated in the forest. After another minute of this brutal fucking, the man bellowed that he was going to cum. He slammed into Mandy's ass one last time and then clenched his butt as he flooded her canal with his sperm. Amanda didn't even look up as the guy came inside her, she just kept lapping and sucking Diane's pussy.When he was completely spent, the guy withdrew his wilting cock, pulled up his pants and staggered away. A flood of his slimy semen gushed from Mandy's inflamed pussy and oozed down her legs. Judging from the amount of cum already dripping down her thighs, this man wasn't the first to unload inside her tonight. Nor would he be the last.Right then, one of the guys who Diane was blowing grunted a few words and yanked his cock from her lips. He pumped his fist up and down his shaft a couple of times and then poured a dozen squirts of cum into her wide-open mouth. Then he too tucked his cock back in his pants and stumbled back to his mates in the pasture. Meanwhile, the other guy was also jacking off and within a couple of seconds he too ejaculated into Diane's gaping mouth. After he had added his load to that of the first guy, Diane closed her mouth and got up.With her mouth full of cum, Diane pulled Mandy up on her knees. She grabbed Mandy's head and, while the crowd was going insane, let the slimy cum drip from her lips. Amanda opened her mouth and let her friend feed her the double dose of cum straight from her mouth. The girls kissed and swapped back and forth the large mouthful of sperm until Mandy swallowed it all. She then proudly presented her empty mouth to the audience, and promptly called out to the crowd for more men to fuck her.A new guy walked up to the girls and dropped his pants. I knew the guy, a total asshole. The girls couldn't care less about his personality, they only had eyes for the big, throbbing, pre-cum drooling erection he offered them. They both jumped at it, but it was Mandy who won. She gobbled up his cock and really went to town on it. Diane, formerly the biggest slut on the island, was forced to play second fiddle to her friend and pupil. All she could do was lick the guy's balls and asshole, and hope Mandy wouldn't have sucked him dry before she had her chance to blow his cock. To add injury to insult, while my cheating slut ex-girlfriend was slobbering on the asshole's cock, a second guy grabbed her ass and rammed his cock in her sodden pussy.With Mandy being fucked from both ends and having no cock inside her herself, Diane was feeling left out and she also called for more guys, practically ordering the audience to come and fuck her. A small group of volunteers emerged from the crowd and not much later she was sucking cock, bouncing up and down in another guy's lap while a third guy fucked her ass. With all her holes stuffed and her role as top slut somewhat restored, Diane was happy again. The audience was cheering wildly as the five men proceeded to fuck the girls in all their holes.I gazed at the depraved spectacle for maybe fifteen minutes while I was trying to digest this new information and decide what to do next. I figured I had only two options; either make my presence known and give Amanda a piece of my mind, or just leave and forget about her. As I watched her thirstily gulp down another load of cum and then hoarsely call out for more, I decided to take the second option. Making a scene would be humiliating, risky even, and utterly pointless.Besides, I really didn't care that much anymore. I had seen how my cheating girlfriend was being passed around like a 5-dollar whore and cummed in by one guy after another. There was no doubt as to whether she was participating willingly. Whenever Mandy's mouth wasn't on a cock or pussy, she was asking for more guys to fuck her ass or pussy and ordering them to fill her holes with cum.I also understood now that the girl I had met here earlier had indeed been Amanda after all. She undoubtedly had known who I was when I kissed her, and she chose to reject me. Maybe it was at that moment that she decided she didn't want me anymore, or, more likely, she and Diane already had their little gangbang prearranged, and she didn't need me hanging around. Frankly, it didn't matter, I had seen enough.The sounds of Mandy's infidelity were fading quickly as I distanced myself from Jack's grove. My feet carried me away aimlessly, and soon I was completely alone again, surrounded by silence and darkness. Once again, my path was cut off by one of the low rock walls and again I had to decide where to go. But this time, before I could pick a direction, I first had to determine my destination.I sat down on the hard, cold rocks and tried to make up my mind. There was a lot to think about and I had to clear my head a bit before I made any rash decisions. I had set out to find Amanda, and I had found her. Seeing her and discovering her true nature, didn't make me feel angry. I didn't even feel betrayed. I already didn't want her anymore before I even entered Jack's grove. If I felt anything, it was relief that our decaying relationship was truly and undeniably over.I pushed my hands in my pockets and let the furry tail slide between my fingers. The little keepsake was the only evidence I had that the encounter wasn't a dream, that the girl was real and the time we enjoyed together really happened. The girl's whispered request to meet her in Old Jim's barn was firmly etched in my mind. At the time I couldn't take her up on her offer, but now that I had declared myself single again, I was morally allowed to see her, and even spend the rest of the night together. Maybe I should just go there to see if the girl was really waiting for me.I really, desperately wanted to be with her again. Not just for more awesome sex, but to hold her in my arms, smell her hair and kiss her lips. And of course, to spend the night together and get properly acquainted after sunrise.At the same time, there was another voice inside my head, warning me that it might not be the best idea to rush into another relationship just yet. While I couldn't ignore the fact that there was wisdom to that voice, the idea that I might lose the only chance I had to find out who the lamb really was, scared me. It was almost an hour already since we parted. Bad idea or not, I just had to go back to her, back to Old Jim's barn.But, where the hell was I?Not surprisingly, I was once more completely surrounded by darkness. I knew that behind me was a hayfield and on the other side of the rock wall border there appeared to be an empty meadow. I could see the stars in the sky above me, and far away in the distance a few buildings, but no recognizable landmarks. I climbed over the wall and continued my hike in the direction of the houses. Maybe I'd know where I was when I got there, or else there would be a road that would lead me back to civilization. I made my way through the knee-high grass until I arrived at a barbed wire fence. As walked along the fence, I had an almost religious experience.The building I was heading for was none other than Old Jim's barn. Fate, or maybe the spirit of Linus, had guided my feet directly back to my little lamb. There was only one thing I could do. I hopped over the fence and tiptoed towards the big old shed.Uncle Jim was probably asleep, and I happened to know that his aging watchdog was practically deaf. Still, the dog could see well, even in the dark, and his sense of smell wasn't bad either. I knew that as long as I kept quiet enough not to wake either Jim or the dog, I should be reasonably safe. A few nervous seconds later, I had made it across the yard and reached the barn. My heart was pounding in my throat as I pushed open the big door.Inside the barn it was even darker than outside. I whispered into the darkness, announcing my arrival and closed the door behind me. Though there was no reply, I had the uneasy feeling that I was being watched. Then I heard a noise behind me, and as I turned around, the silhouette of a girl leaped into my arms. Even though I was quite startled to say the least, I caught her mid-air. She had covered my entire face with kisses before her mouth found mine and her tongue snaked between my lips. Her sweet kisses were like a drug to me, and the longer we kissed, the more I wanted to keep kissing her. The increasing need for oxygen made us break it off eventually.“Little lamb, could you really be my true love?” I whispered after I got my breath back.“Maybe;” she replied, and gave me another peck on the lips. “Yes”She took me by the hand and led me deeper into the barn. She must have spent some time exploring before I arrived, as she appeared to be quite familiar with the interior of the barn. It was utterly dark in here, as even the faint light of the stars was mostly blocked by the tattered roof, yet the girl effortlessly maneuvered us past empty stables and old farm equipment. I couldn't help but feel a little pride swelling inside my chest as I imagined the girl roaming the barn while she was waiting for me, preparing herself for another encounter with her true love.My little lamb carefully guided us through the darkness to our destination, which turned out to be a haystack. She halted and turned around. I bumped into her and she caught me in her arms.“We're here” she whispered.She undid my coat and let it fall on the ground. Then she took my hands and sank down into the soft hay. I moved with her and sat down next to her. We both knew we had the entire night ahead, and despite our mutual desires, there was no rush. I couldn't be happier. Being with this girl was all I wanted, for as long as possible.All my thoughts, all my hopes and wishes revolved around the girl, yet I still didn't have a clue who she really was. All I knew was that she was about 7 or 8 inches shorter than me, with a willowy physique and a head full of blond, curly hair. This only narrowed it down to a couple of hundred girls on the island. I still couldn't ask her name, but there was no rush. There was a time for talking and a time for making love, and this wasn't the time for talking.We made out in the hay for a long time. I couldn't get enough of her kisses and her hot, supple body. While our tongues dueled, my hands sneaked underneath her thick wool sweater and ventured into the enticing territory hidden below. Her soft skin was radiating with heat, burning my fingers as I felt her up. Inch by inch I caressed my way up from her waist, dragging her sweater up as I went. As I reached her shoulders, I had her upper half almost naked. Finishing the job for me, she pulled it over her head and sent it flying. Like before, she wasn't wearing anything underneath, and again I cursed the darkness that prevented me from ogling her treasures. Like a blind man, I reached for her chest and cupped my hands around her pert little breasts and studied them by touch.I squeezed and kneaded her supple female flesh. The delightfully full and firm breasts were barely a handful, but they were hers, and I didn't want them any other way. I could feel her erect nipples as they poked into the palm of my hand as I caressed the soft skin. I let my fingers trace around the puckered nubs and over the tiny bumpy areolas surrounding them. Her nipples were small, but they were firm and perfect for sucking and nibbling. Though I didn't know what she looked like, I was sure I could make a perfect sculpture of her face and body.My half-naked lamb was dry humping me as I explored and teased her with my fingers. She was already hot and willing, but I wanted to draw out our foreplay until I had her literally begging to be fucked. Planting a trail of kisses down her neck, I moved down towards her breasts. She groaned sensually as I drug my tongue through the valley between her twin beauties and then kissed and sucked on her delicate skin. Making my next move, I closed my lips around one of the puckered-up tips and softly bit down on it. I gently tugged on it with my teeth and then slowly let it slip from my grip, which elicited another sexy moan.At the same time, one of my hands had struck gold underneath her skirt. Her downy pussy was still as hot and wet as before. She readily parted her legs for me and my fingers slipped inside her. While I continued sucking on her breasts, I started fucking her with one, and then two fingers. The nerves in her nipples seemed to be directly connected to those of her pelvic muscles. I could feel her pussy contract around my fingers every time I bit on her nipples.Her hands were on my head, grabbing fistfuls of hair as she groaned, delirious with lust. She did her best to stay quiet, but when I also brought my thumb into play and rubbed it around her tiny clit, she forgot all about the world around us and moaned out loud. It was vitally important to stay quiet, and not wake uncle Jim or the watchdog, but the girl was drowning in ecstasy, gasping and moaning with little restraint. I had no choice but to relinquish her breast and cover her mouth with mine to muffle her voice while my fingers kept working on her pussy.Soon thereafter the sustained attack on her sex became too much for her. She held her breath and I could feel the tension build inside her lithe body. Then, with a muffled cry, her orgasm washed over her. With my thumb tweaking her clit and my fingers massaging her g-spot, I was sending waves of pleasure through her body. She was cumming long and hard, shaking violently with every new wave. Long after her orgasm started, little tremors kept running over her entire body.While my young lover had been almost naked for some time now, I was still entirely dressed. It was something that had to change. Though still slightly fatigued after the long and intense orgasm she just had, the girl straddled my lap and began to undress me. Her nimble fingers quickly undid the row of buttons on my shirt. Every inch of skin exposed was greeted with another kiss. After she had undone every button, she continued working on my belt and then my fly. With a little help, she managed to pull off my shirt and then my pants, along with my underwear. Now we were both practically naked.She closed her hand around my cock and moved her fist up and down, proving for once and for all that she did know how to give a proper handjob. Then she kneeled between my legs and kissed it. Her lips were all over my shaft, kissing every inch from the root to the head. She seemed reluctant to take me into her mouth, and I wasn't going to make her do it if she didn't want to. She kissed her way back to the tip and I thought she'd leave it at that, when suddenly her lips closed around the head. I uttered a deep groan as she sucked me into her mouth.It was obvious this girl didn't have much experience in giving blowjobs, but her enthusiasm more than made up for that. Besides, I knew I'd have a wonderful time helping her perfect her technique later on. It wasn't long before she got the hang of it. I didn't have to say anything, it was like she knew what I liked and what I was feeling. A few times she accidentally scraped my glans with her teeth, but I forgot about that instantly when she started sucking again. With only the tip in her mouth, she bobbed up and down while she applied a strong vacuum. At the same time, she had one hand stroking my shaft, and the other fondling my balls. The feeling was incredible, and I knew I wasn't going to last long being stimulated like that.I warned the girl that I was about to cum. She just nodded and intensified her stroking and bobbing even more. I gave her one final warning and then I had to let go. A wave of semen was rushing up my cock and erupted in her mouth. I was seeing stars and feeling light-headed as I came harder than I could remember. Despite my repeated warnings, the force of my ejaculation caught the lamb off guard. She gagged and coughed as the first jet of cum splattered against the back of her throat, but she kept sucking almost without interruption. She kept sucking until after I had stopped shooting and then she swallowed everything I had given her. After she released me from her hot mouth, she licked my shaft for any drops that may have escaped her lips and then placed a last peck right atop the sensitive tip.She came up again, kissing my neck and cheek. There was a heavy scent of sperm on her breath, but it didn't put me off. However, she seemed disinclined to kiss me with the same mouth I had just ejaculated in. I wanted her to know she needn't be worried. If she was willing to swallow my cum, then the least I could do was kiss those lips. I lifted her chin up and kissed her full on the mouth. As voraciously as she had blown me, so tenderly did she kiss me. The girl was capable of being both an angel and a devil at the same time, and I loved them both.All this time her hand had never left my cock and her steady rubbing had prevented me from going flaccid. In fact, I was still fully erect. As she broke our kiss, she straddled my waist and slowly sat down on my cock. She whimpered softly as she impaled herself and the delicate tissues of her pussy, still tender from our first encounter, were straining to accommodate my invading penis once more.Despite her tenderness, she took me in all the way, and in one smooth go. When I finally bottomed out, she held still for a moment and then she began to move. Barely perceptible at first, she rolled her hips and rocked back and forth in my lap. It was torturously slow, but incredibly exciting. Her nubile, lithe body weighed next to nothing and I could have easily grabbed her and use her body for the gratification I so much desired. However, it was she who was in control and if she wanted to take it slow, that was fine by me. Besides, I'd last a whole lot longer that way.My hands found her ass and I caressed the firm, round cheeks as she slowly moved up and down in my lap. Every now and then she'd lower her face to mine and we shared another kiss. Each time she moved up, her delicious breasts were right in front of my face. I only had to lean forward, and I could feast on the smooth skin as she rode me. Like before, I felt her muscles contract each time I bit on her nipples, only now they were clutching my cock instead of my fingers. She rode me like that for a long time, slowly and lovingly. It had nothing of the frantic hunger for release that had characterized our first time. This time it was all about sharing and exploring our feelings, learning about our bodies, and giving as much pleasure possible. I realized that without ever sharing a single conversation with the girl, I had completely fallen in love with her.Surrounded as we were by utter darkness, it was almost like the two of us were alone in our own private universe where time did not exist. The only sounds were the rustling of the hay and the squishy noises her greasy pussy made as she moved up and down my shaft. With every stroke her intimate muscles were massaging my cock, but after her tremendous blowjob I was in no risk of cumming too soon. I was glad for it, as I desired nothing more than to keep making love with this girl, to keep feeling her supple body underneath my hands and to keep tasting her tender kisses on my lips, for as long as possible. By now, our bodies were highly in tune and we were moving together as one, rhythmically pushing and relaxing as our bodies instinctively found new and unimaginable levels of pleasure.She rode me in that slow, heavenly way for a long time, but eventually she began to show signs of fatigue. She was breathing heavy, even as we were kissing, and I could feel that there was but little strength left in her little body. By and by her motions became less fluid and the pace more irregular. My hands were already supporting most of her weight as she moved, but still her legs were tiring, and they couldn't sustain the movements much longer. Finally, she lowered her ass in my lap and slowly rocked her hips while her fingers combed through the hair on my chest. While she may have been temporarily worn out, she was not done fucking yet. I wrapped my arms around her back and while holding her tightly, I rolled us over, so she was resting in the hay and I was back on top.She pulled her legs up high and wrapped them around my waist. At the same time, her arms were clutching my shoulders. She clung to me like a limpet as I pumped her pussy in a restrained, but relentless pace. Her soft moans were getting louder now that her excitement grew to climactic levels. So loud in fact that I was once more fearing she might wake uncle Jim, or the dog. It didn't mean I was going to slow down now, not while the girl was this close to orgasm. It would almost be worth fighting off an angry watchdog or shotgun-wielding maniac if I could make her climax once more.Just to be sure we wouldn't be disturbed, I placed my hand over her mouth to muffle her moans and whimpers. Then her orgasm hit, and I could feel her teeth cut my skin as she involuntary bit down on my hand. I hardly noticed it, as her divine pussy was milking my cock like crazy and I suddenly found myself in risk of climaxing too. It took all I could muster to keep thrusting into her buttery snatch without cumming. After another minute of seemingly continuous orgasming, she fell back in the hay, panting and begging for a time-out.I honored her request and pulled out of her snug sheath, but I wasn't planning on granting her that time-out. I crawled down her body, past her magnificent breasts, her tight stomach, and the small patch of pubes, to her fiery sex. Her swollen lips were dripping with honey and I licked it all up. Along with my cleaning work, I periodically teased her little clit, testing whether she was ready for my cock again. When I was able to close my lips around the swollen nub and suck on it without her shirking back, I knew she was ready for another round. Before I took her again, I spent a few more minutes licking and kissing her sweet peach, fingering her slick hole, and pleasing that little bead of her clit. I thought about tickling her tight little asshole with my tongue, or introducing that highly sensitive orifice to my probing fingers. But I didn't know how the girl would react to anal play, and besides, it might be a good idea to keep a few aces hidden in my sleeve, so to speak, so I could surprise her with it sometime in the future.I pulled the girl onto her hands and knees, knelt behind her, and then prepared to ease my cock back into her deliciously tight pussy. My hands moved down my lover's slim waist until they came to rest on the swell of her firm, round behind. Having found some meat to hold on to, I pushed forward. A deep, involuntary groan sounded from her mouth as I slid in until my hips pressed against her ass and the tip of my cock bumped into the firm lump of her cervix.I could feel the ring of muscles around her pussy's entrance squeeze the base of my cock, and I knew I was all the way inside her. Although it was a fantastic feeling to be fucking her this deep, I eased back a little, as I didn't want her to feel sore inside. While holding on to her ass, I began to fuck her at a moderate pace. Almost immediately she pushed back at me, silently reassuring me that if there was any discomfort, she could handle it, and spurring me on to fuck her harder and deeper. Well, if that's what she wanted, I was happy to give it to her like that. I renewed my grip on her ass and began to thrust into her as hard and deep as I dared. It didn't miss its effect, as the girl was soon moaning continuously and chewing on her sweater to keep her from screaming.The pressure in my loins had faded a little while I was licking her sweet pussy, but after a few minutes of this intense doggy-style fucking, it felt like I was about to burst again. I hoped I could hold on just long enough to cum together with the girl. Sharing an orgasm together would be the perfect ending of the best sex I ever had. However, before I could make that perfect ending happen, we needed to change positions one last time. Although fucking her from behind like this was awesome and highly stimulating for both her and me, it was lacking a bit in intimacy, and of all things, intimacy was what I was craving most. When I was gonna cum with her, it would be with her arms around me, and my lips mashed against hers.I pulled out, gave her dripping pussy a few licks and then I nudged her side, signaling her to roll onto her back. She understood what I wanted and once she was on her back, she immediately spread her legs for me and pulled me on top of her body. Reaching between us, she grabbed my cock and guided it back inside her.I grabbed her legs and raised them high. With her legs on my shoulders I proceeded to pump her fast and deep. I knew I wouldn't last long anymore. Her soft whimpers and moans told me that she too was approaching another orgasm. I pounded her buttery pussy with the last of my strength, doing my utmost to make her cum before I did. I felt my balls drew tight, and then the first jet shot up my tubes. Thrusting deep and pressing my lips in her neck, I fired a second load into her pussy, just as she came as well. As I felt myself flow into her body, we became one and climaxed together.We stayed like that for a seemingly endless period of time, fucking and cumming until I had given her everything I had and my deflating cock slipped from my lover's pussy. We remained in each other's arms long after we stopped moving, lying face to face while we cuddled and kissed in the afterglow of the best sex I had ever had. I was feeling completely drained, both mentally as well as physically, but happy and completely satisfied.She moved her head back a little and looked at me, despite the utter darkness.“I; I think I love you” she whispered.“Little lamb, I think I love you too” I whispered back.She gave me another kiss. Like all her kisses it was a passionate and tender kiss, but once more, its message was different. There was a feeling of surrender in this kiss, like she lay the responsibility for her happiness solely in my hands. It was a tremendous obligation, but one I gladly accepted, as I knew I could never be happy again, unless she was happy too.She lay her head on my chest and I draped my arms around her. With her mouth next to my ear she whispered she was so lucky I had chosen to come back to her. I said it wasn't a choice, that I had to be with her, and that I was the lucky one to find her still waiting for me. She replied that she would have waited all night for me if she had to. As she was saying these words, she was speaking slowly and her voice was drowning in sleep. One last thing I remember is pulling a horse blanket over our naked bodies and then I too fell asleep, dreaming of a long and exciting future with this nameless blonde.I woke up only a few hours later. The first thing I noticed was an intense itching sensation from lying naked in the hay. Then the scent of farm animals and diesel engines entered my nose, and when I opened my eyes, I discovered there was a girl sleeping in my arms. It took me a while to figure out where I was, and then everything came back to me. I was in uncle Jim's barn. The mysterious blonde in my arms I had met during sheep-shaggin' and she had asked me to spend the night with her. We had made passionate love in the hay and expressed our love before falling asleep in each other's arms.To be continued in part 3, based on a post by SquattingEagle for SexStories.

Bible Reading: Psalm 13; Isaiah 49:15"How long until we get there?" Jeremy whined for the fourteenth time in the past seventeen minutes. "We'll be at Uncle Jim and Aunt Kate's house in about two more hours," Dad replied. "Let's stop at a rest area soon and stretch our legs." At the rest area, Jeremy tumbled out of the van along with his parents and brothers. The boys began kicking a soccer ball around while Mom and Dad grabbed granola bars, apples, and water bottles from the trunk. As they settled back into the car, Dad said, "Jeremy, your question reminded me of something." "What's that?" Jeremy inquired between juicy bites of apple. "King David," Dad answered. "He asked God that question many times in a row." "Was David on a long road trip too?" Jeremy asked. Dad laughed. "No. He was asking how long God would forget him, how long God would abandon him to his enemies.""But God wouldn't do that," Jeremy said with certainty. "God won't ever leave us or forget about us. The Bible says so." "That's true," Dad said. "But sometimes it feels that way. When life is hard, when someone we love is dying, or when we're sick or lonely, it can feel like we'll be miserable forever. Sometimes it feels like God isn't hearing our prayers--like He doesn't care about us.""Dad and I talk about Psalm 13 quite a bit," Mom added. She turned around to look at Jeremy. "When God didn't answer our prayers to heal your cousin Emma the way we were hoping He would, this psalm encouraged us to talk to Jesus about it--to bring our anger and pain to Him. Talking to God like this doesn't mean we're sinning or not trusting Him correctly. Talking to God like this actually means that we--like David--trust Him enough to keep bringing our questions to Him. Jesus gave His life to make us God's children, and He loves and welcomes us--even when we're angry, even when we ask the same question fourteen times in seventeen minutes." She chuckled and patted Jeremy's knee. "And before you ask," Dad said, grinning as he peeked at Jeremy in the rearview mirror, "we'll get to Uncle Jim and Aunt Kate's in one hour and forty-seven minutes." –Rachel LubowHow About You?Have you ever felt like God doesn't see you or care about you? Psalm 13 shows us that you can always talk to God--He welcomes all our questions and feelings. Jesus loves us so much that He died for our sins to give us eternal life with Him, and He sits with us in the hardest parts of our lives. He sees you and cares about you, and He will never forget you or abandon you.Today's Key Verse:How long, Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me? (NIV) (Psalm 13:1)Today's Key Thought:We can bring anything to God

Uncle Jm and his Trekperts take a deep dive into Star Trek Lower Decks season five episodes " The Best Exotic Nanite Hotel" - The Lower Deckers hunt nanites on a resort in space. "A Farewell to Farms"-Dr. Migleemo cooks up some hot dishes. Mariner prefers hers served cold. Fan shout-outs, Star Trek Birthdays and a Star Trek family member enter Sto-vo-kor. 

On this exciting episode, Uncle Jim and his Treksperts discuss Lower Decks episodes "Dos Cerrito" and "Shades of Green". That's not all, we have Star Trek Birthdays, and fan shout-outs. Star Trek News:  NetFlix made a mistake with Prodigy, LeVar Burton honored at the White House and Fan petition for another popular character hometown statue. Let's see what's out there...ENGAGE!

TRICK-OR-TREAT, Happy Halloween, join Uncle Jim and his Trekspert as we share all the Star Trek news that came out of NYCC'24. Strange New Worlds dropped a clip, as did Lower Decks, we will give them both a listen and discuss them. Starfleet Academy got an update as did Section 31, we will discuss them both as well. Sit back and spend Halloween with us. Call (646)668-2433 and share your thoughts with us. Trick-or-Treat. Let's See What's Out There...ENGAGE! 

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts are joind by Aaron Waltke. He's  is an American screenwriter and, Annie-nominated executive producer and showrunner. He is best known for his work on Guillermo del Toro's Trollhunters (2016–2018), Wizards: Tales of Arcadia (2020), Unikitty! (2018–2020), and Star Trek: Prodigy (2021–present). In 2020, he was named by The College Magazine as one of its "20 under 40" List. Emmy Award-winning writer and producer who worked as staff writer and executive producer on Star Trek: Prodigy. He also wrote the Star Trek: very Short Treks episode "Holograms All the Way Down". Have your Star Trek: Prodigy questions ready, and call (646)668-2433 with your questions. Let's see what's out there...ENGAGE! 

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts wrap up our season two review Star Trek: Prodigy with episodes:  S2.E17 ∙ Brink As war looms between the Federation and Solum, Gwyn proposes to lead the cadets on an undercover mission to gather intelligence and rescue Ilthuran. S2.E18 ∙ Touch of GreyAdmiral Janeway devises a clever plan to liberate her crew from Asencia's prison, where they're trapped with an angry captive from the Loom. S2.E19 ∙ Ouroboros: Part 1 A desperate Asencia launches an all-out attack on the Federation that will destroy subspace, while Wesley and the cadets try to correct the timeline. S2.E20 ∙ Ouroboros: Part 2 The cadets fight Asencia in a battle for control of Solum and the future - but a sudden invasion by a destructive species complicates their end-game. Find out what Star Trek actor you share a birthday with on STAR TREK BIRTHDAYS, what's going on in  the world of Star Trek, STAR TREK NEWS brings us stories of interest, and just how global is Star Trek, FAN SHOU-OUTS will answer that question. Studio line will be open (646)668-2433 ready to take your call, Let's see what's Out There...ENGAGE!

On our #92 episode, we feature a trivia cage match between family members. Uncle Lou vs Uncle Jim for bragging rights and King of the Hill. Who knows general sports better? Play from home and see if you can score more than these best friends.

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts are joined by MICHAEL DANTE, best know to Trekkies as Maab from TOS episode "Friday's Child". Micheal is a  Award Winning Actor, Award Winning Author, Celebrity Radio Talk Show Host he has starred/co-starred in 30 films, 150 television shows and was under contract to 3 major studios; MGM, Warner Bros. and 20th Century Fox. An ex-professional baseball player and winner of numerous prestigious awards, Michael has a street named for him in his hometown of Stamford, Connecticut, 'Michael Dante Way.' Michael Dante's autobiography, 'Michael Dante - From Hollywood to Michael Dante Way' was published in 2014 and he received the Ella Dickey Literacy Award. Studio lines will be open (646)668-2433 to take your questions. Let's see what's out there...ENGAGE!

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts are joined by David Benjamin Tomlinson. Tomlinson is an actor and writer who played Linus in the second through fifth seasons of Star Trek: Discovery. He also played several other roles (usually aliens in heavy prosthetic makeup) in Star Trek: Discovery, Star Trek: Short Treks, and Star Trek: Strange New Worlds). He played Or'Eq in DIS: "The Vulcan Hello" and "Into the Forest I Go"), Klingon Player #1 in DIS: "Will You Take My Hand?", a Kelpien Villager in Short Treks "The Brightest Star" and DIS: "The Sound of Thunder", Cosmo Traitt in DIS: "That Hope Is You, Part 1", a Kelpien Servant in DIS: "Terra Firma, Part 1", Young Su'Kal in DIS: " That Hope Is You, Part 2", a Saurian diplomat in DIS: "All Is Possible",and Zus Tlaggul in SNW: "Ad Astra per Aspera".Call (646)668-2433 with your questions, Let's Fly!

Join Uncle Jim and his Treksperts, we discuss Star Trek Prodigy second season episodes, S2.E15 ∙ Ascension: Part 1 Just as the Protostar and Voyager crews bring their mission to a close, a former enemy suddenly resurfaces with surprising new powers.S2.E16 ∙ Ascension: Part 2 Overwhelmed by Asencia's mysteriously advanced weaponry, the Protostar and Voyager crews take a series of calculated risks that endanger the cadets. What Star Trek actor you share a birthday with, find out on STAR TREK BIRTHDAYS. FAN SHOUT-OUTS answers the question as to just how global Star Trek is. STAR TREK POLLS will answer the burning questions, who is the best Pike, what is the best TNG movie and who is the biggest pain the neck for the crew. STAR TREK NEWS is full of information, Doctor Who units with Star Trek, Did scientist just discover Vulcan, and Will we see Janeway again? Studio lines will be open (646)668-2433 call and join the conversation. Let's see what's out there...ENGAGE!

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts continue our review of Star Trek Prodigy's second season. We discuss episode 14 "CRACKED MIRROR" and episode 13 "A TRIBBLE CALLED QUEST". Find out what Star Trek actor you share a birthday with on Star Trek Birthdays, just how global is Star Trek, FAN SHOUT-OUTS goes around the world, Star Trek News Star Trek family looses James Darren, Star Trek Day gives fans Free Star Trek ,and The Bell Riots. Call (646)668-2433 to join the fun. Let's see what's out there...ENGAGE!

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts discuss Star Trek: Prodigy second season episodes 11 and 12, "The Last Flight of the Protostar" Find out who do you share a birthday with, on STAR TREK BRTHDAYS, what are the results of this week's Star Trek polls, FAN SHOUT-OUTS, tells us where fans are listening around the globe. Will Kate Mulgrew return to Star Trek; William Shatner keeps singing and Section 31 updates on STAR TREK NEWS. Call (646)668-2433 to join the conversation. Let's See What's out there...ENGAGE! 

In 2023, the opioid crisis claimed over 81,000 lives -- a staggering number, yet many of these deaths could have been prevented. While prescription opioids can be essential for managing pain, they come with significant risks that are often overlooked. In this episode, we dive deep into the hidden dangers of opioid prescriptions and explore the crucial questions you should ask before accepting these medications. Ellen Eaton, MD, a leading expert in opioid treatment from the University of Alabama Birmingham, joins us to discuss the real risks of misuse, the warning signs to watch for, and the steps you can take to protect yourself and your loved ones. From understanding the potential side effects, to navigating the road to recovery, this conversation sheds light on the opioid epidemic and the urgent need for prevention and education. UAB Medicine Addiction Recovery Services Transcript Neha Pathak, MD, FACP, DipABLM: Welcome to the WebMD Health Discovered Podcast. I'm Dr Neha Pathak, WebMD's, Chief Physician Editor for Health and Lifestyle Medicine. Many of us have talked to our children and loved ones about how to respond if they're offered an opioid or some other unknown substance, even if it's candy at a party, fearing the dangers of opioids and overdose. But how many of us think about the risks in these situations? Our child is injured playing sports and we're given a 14-day prescription for an opioid containing medication. We're at the dentist's office and we're given a prescription for an opioid for a short course after a procedure. New data shows that there were over 81,000 opioid deaths in 2023. So, what can we do to keep our loved ones safe? Today we'll talk about the best strategies to prevent opioid misuse and abuse in the first place. Even if it starts with a prescription from our doctor's office. The journey to addiction and to recovery and what we need to know about preventing opioid deaths.   But first, let me introduce my guest, Dr Ellen Eaton. Dr Eaton is an associate professor at the Department of Medicine at the University of Alabama at Birmingham. She's the director of the office based opioid treatment clinic at the UAB 1917 clinic, and a member of the leadership team of the UAB Center for Addiction and Pain Prevention and Intervention. Welcome to the WebMD Health Discovered podcast, Dr Eaton. Ellen Eaton, MD: Thank you so much for having me. Pathak: I'd love to just start by asking you about your own personal health discovery. So, what was your aha moment that led you to the work that you're doing with opioid treatment, management, and addiction and pain prevention interventions? Eaton: Yeah, I have an interesting story as an infectious diseases physician who is primarily working on substance use treatment and prevention. I had the honor of being a fellow with the National Academy of Medicine, really a health policy fellowship. And as an infectious disease physician, I was invited to a working group around infectious consequences of the opioid epidemic. And that was in 2017. It was a tremendous opportunity to go to D.C. and work with thought leaders in the field, other physician scientists, infectious diseases doctors, and those experiences and treatment models that I was hearing about in D.C. were not happening in my home institution at UAB. There were addiction medicine physicians, but we hadn't integrated care. We were not doing syndemic care where you're treating the infection, preventing Hep C, and you're treating their substance use disorder. So that opportunity in 2017 inspired me to come home to UAB, create a clinic here that is for our patients living with HIV who have opioid use disorder, and from there, we've really expanded services broadly for substance use and infectious diseases. So really grateful for the National Academy and that opportunity. That really was a launch pad for my career. Pathak: I would love to talk about what you've seen as the entry point for a lot of people when it comes to opioids and that progression to addiction, potentially overdose. What does that look like for many of the people that you see? Eaton: Because of the care I provide, I am seeing patients who are living with substance use disorder, but I always start when I meet them with really open-ended questions like tell me about your first exposure to opioids. Tell me when you began using them for medical reasons or recreationally. And what I hear over and over again is that many of our patients are starting to experiment or use from a prescriber for a medical condition in their teens or early twenties. And that is often a trusted medical provider. It may be an urgent care physician for a musculoskeletal injury, for a teenager on the athletic field who was injured. It may be a woman who just delivered a baby, a very healthy, common touch point, where there may have been a tear or maybe some residual pain.   Another common touch point is a dentist treating you for a dental infection. And so, I hear these types of anecdotes over and over from my patients, and often it is a trusted physician, so they don't feel like this is a scary medication. They may be given a 14-day supply of opioids, not realizing that can lead to physical dependency and opioid misuse in the future. And often don't ask questions about what to look for, warning signs, and certainly as young people, I haven't ever heard that their caregiver expressed concerns. I think more often the patient has a prolonged course seeking opioids for various conditions, becomes dependent, is seeking them more and more, and often caregivers or family members don't get involved until they are pretty far down the continuum of opioid use disorder. So, those are the stories I hear when I meet patients and ask about their journey. Pathak: What are some of the questions we should ask before we even accept that prescription? Eaton: This is a really important question at that prevention touch point, that we often miss. I think asking your provider do you really need oxycodone. Could you start with something like an NSAID or a Tylenol. Asking your provider to be very explicit. When my pain hits a seven out of 10, when my pain hits an eight or nine out of 10, when do I need to take this opioid as opposed to some other opioids sparing pain modulators? And then number of days. So not just at what point today, but also tomorrow, the next day, what pain should I expect, and I think setting the expectation you will have some pain. This is a challenge that many of us that see patients in a primary care setting have to remind patients, you will have some pain. That is normal. That is healthy. That means your nerves are telling you they're giving you feedback on what's going on after your leg fracture. And I think unfortunately opioids have been normalized as safe, in many cases they can be, but in many cases they are not.   I also see amongst families where an individual will tell me, “Oh, well, I got a Tramadol from grandma, or I had some opioids leftover from that time that I had a surgery and so I took that for some other condition,” comparing them to medications like chemotherapy, which also have risks. You would never hear a patient self-medicating, sharing with friends and loved ones. But I think because opioids became so ubiquitous, in past decades, entire families, kind of normalize them. They feel comfortable sharing them, taking others. And that type of culture leads to a culture where young people feel comfortable experimenting. They take pills at parties, they take pills from friends and, they purchase them off social media, like TikTok for example, because they do not appreciate the adverse outcomes that can be associated with these types of medications. Pathak: So, tell us about this slippery slope. What is it that happens to us when we take these medications unnecessarily? Eaton: Often one of the biggest teaching points that I make with trainees in my clinic, when is someone experimenting and when does it become a use disorder? And in my clinic, it's usually pretty clear and that includes negative consequences. So, taking opioids and falling asleep, nodding out, overdosing, right? Those patients have gone from opioid misuse to use disorder. So having negative consequences, becoming physically dependent. We do see that needing to take more and more to prevent withdrawals, which with opioids, unlike some other substances, you can pretty quickly become physically dependent. And then you need to continue to opioids just to not feel sick, to not have the flu-like symptoms. So, becoming physically dependent, having to take more and more, increasing your dose to get the same desired effect. Those are the things that I see most commonly in clinic. With opioids and certainly the very potent non-medical opioids we're seeing now, heroin, fentanyl, we don't see people who just dabble here and there at a party, at a wedding.   Now the other substances that I see pretty routinely used in my clinic with or without opioid use disorder, stimulant use disorder, marijuana use disorder. Alcohol use. I do have to ask more questions and certainly there are validated screening tools out there that physicians and clinicians can use to determine very objectively. Did they just drink too much at that wedding two months ago and it was a problem because they got in a fight or had a DUI? Or is this a pattern of use that meets criteria for alcohol use disorder?   So, it is important to ask those questions and know, but I would say really the negative consequences, the physical dependency, escalating use, those are things to look for in your patients. As a caregiver or a parent, those are things to look for as well because we are really in a position to identify these before our loved ones have escalated their use. Pathak: And then what do you do? So, you notice some of these types of red flags. What is the intervention that you should make as a parent or a loved one or a caregiver? Eaton: I think starting with a primary care provider is always the best step. And most of us do use these objective screening tools. There are several you can find. My clinic uses an assist. These are validated tools that have been tested on many patients, not physicians, not PhD scientists, that have been tested on patients to make sure that they are asking the right questions to get to the true use behaviors and patterns. And I would go from there with your primary care provider.   I think if you as a parent or loved one are even asking yourself, is it time to go? It's time to go. I think too many of us wait until there are very obvious motor vehicle accidents, overdoses. And I think most parents that I encounter in a clinical setting knew there were issues much longer before they sought help.   And this gets to your question around stigma, shame that a lot of families do not want associated with their loved one or their family. And so, they wait until there are really negative consequences. Ideally, we'd be intervening much sooner. Pathak: I'd love to talk a little bit and dig into what you just said about stigma and shame and some of the words we use when we talk about having a problem, quote unquote, with opioids, or becoming addicted or physically dependent. In that recovery phase, oftentimes we'll talk about someone becoming sober or sobriety from some of these medications. Can you talk a little bit about the terms that you use and what best helps uplift your patients? Eaton: This is a really nuanced area, and it does take some retraining of us as clinicians who have been in practice for a while. When I went through medical school, you were either 100 percent abstinent or not. We weren't taught that there was this whole middle ground of harm reduction, and I think as physicians, once we get some additional education on this, we realize that our words really matter. We can be much more supportive of our patients because this is a journey and much like diabetes or hypertension, your patient may have chapters where they aren't in care. Their chronic disease, substance use to chronic disease, is unmanaged.   But unlike diabetes or hypertension, where we just counsel them and support them and bring them in maybe more frequently to check in, have them bring their spouse to help with the pill bottles and set their phone alarms so they don't forget. Unlike those medical conditions, this chronic brain disease of substance use, we treat patients unintentionally as if they have failed. They have failed our clinics. They have failed the treatment. We treat them with judgment and shame. And there are a lot of complex routes for that that I am not an expert in. But what I tell my colleagues and my trainees is that we need to know and our patients need to know that they have not failed us. They are not a failure. They are living with a chronic disease, just like diabetes or hypertension. And just like diabetes or hypertension, if they fall out of care, if they stop taking their medications, we allow them to come back when they're ready to reengage. Just like my patients with HIV, right? So, using words are often the first interaction that we have with our patients. I even say when I get to meet them, “tell me about your journey. Have you ever been in recovery before?” rather than tell me about your addiction. “Have you ever been abstinent?” Have you ever been sober? Did you fall off the wagon? These are all terms that have very negative connotations and really reinforce a lot of the stigma that our patients already feel. My patients come with a lot of stigma to clinic. I have to remind them not to use stigmatizing words to describe themselves. They'll say things like, “I've really been an addict for 20 years.” And I have to say, “you've been a survivor for 20 years. You've been a survivor.” Or, you know, I'm the black sheep of my family. And I remind them. Actually, you have a chronic disease, and didn't you tell me your uncle has the same brain disease it runs in your family? Just reminding them much like the diabetes example again, this is a chronic disease. Those are some of the strategies I use to be really person centered and inclusive. And I do use the survivor language a lot. If they're using opioids in 2024, they are a survivor because we know the substance is out there. I do try to use a lot of empowering language as well. Pathak: I come at a lot of this from the primary care lens. I'm a primary care physician and prevention is the key for what we're always trying to do before we get to treatment and management. If we're talking about red flags or the types of questions we should be asking before we even prescribe these the first time, is it asking about family history? Should our patients be thinking about that? Like, oh, you know, Uncle Jim has had a problem with opioids in the past. That's probably not a medication we want to start in our child. What are some of the other types of questions we can be asking before we even think about that very first prescription or letting your child know that this is something that you need to be thinking about if you're at a party and someone offers you something because this is our family history. What are some of the other things you ask about?   Eaton: Family history is really important. Past experience with opioids. And if you have a patient who is in recovery, many of them will say, I know I have to have my hip replaced. Please do everything you can. Give me blocks. They want to avoid opioids. So, asking about any experience with opioids, how that went.   I would also ask about social support. You know, remind me where you're living these days. Oh, you're in an apartment with your niece. Do you have a safe place to store your medications? Tell me about that. Where do you store your medications? This comes up a lot with our unhoused population, that they are frequently having to move. Their medications are often stolen. That doesn't mean that they don't meet criteria for opioids. It may just mean you need to be more thoughtful. Do you need to go to a boarding care or shelter while we get through this period where you're recovering from your injury and you need opioids to be kept in a locked box? I think those are most of them. And then just appreciating that things like a history of trauma and social determinants of health are really going to put our patients at risk. And a lot of the young people that I see are 30 and 40 year olds who started experimenting with substances in their teens and 20s were in these multi-generational households where mom had substance use. Grandma had substance use. There were always pills around.   So, if you are seeing a patient who has a lack of social structure, living with other people with substance use, without a lot of accountability boundaries, without close follow up with a physician, that may be someone you want to consider alternatives or, you know, give them a three-day supply post op and bring them back. Right? Clinics are so full. We may not have that structure or care model in place, but that's ideal. Giving a short course. Reassess. Maybe it's time to transition something else.   Pathak: Great. Can you help us understand what exactly an overdose is? What does it look like? And what are some of the strategies like naloxone that we should be aware of? Eaton: Yeah. So right now, we're seeing the vast majority of overdoses have opioids as a contributing substance. So many of our decedents who pass away and have toxicology results have multiple substances, including stimulants. But currently, fentanyl is contaminating so many types of street drugs, whether they're a counterfeit, benzodiazepine, or a counterfeit Vicodin, or cocaine.   So, the vast majority of overdoses we're seeing right now, are opioid related, and that usually involves people looking sedated, stuporous, failure to respond to verbal stimuli, tactile stimuli. And in the current setting where we're seeing so many overdoses, I think you should always think opioids first when you're seeing someone like that. It is important to approach them, call their name, shake them if they don't respond. That's when you're going to call 9-1-1 and be looking for naloxone.   I have some in my backpack. I travel on airplanes with naloxone. And my kids who are elementary age know about naloxone. I haven't gotten to the point of educating them. But because these events are more common than cardiac arrest in many, many communities, we're training our Boy Scouts how to do CPR, but we're not necessarily training our Boy Scouts how to do naloxone for overdose reversal. But we should.   These are happening in schools. If you have a young person in your home, if you have a teenager in your home, you should have naloxone, and your teenager should as well and be trained to use. It doesn't mean your teenager is using or experimenting. It just means the people in places that young person is around have a higher likelihood of overdose than a cardiac arrest in many settings. Right? I know a lot of schools. My community schools are getting naloxone because they do appreciate that children are experiencing at school. They've had some adverse outcomes in my state on school property.   I would encourage anyone who is living with young people or older people who have access to opioids, even prescription opioids, to have naloxone. And then obviously if you know your loved one has opioid use disorder, you and they and anyone who is a caregiver for them should have naloxone on their person. Truly. So that's pretty much all of us, right? And whenever I talk to the rotary, I've talked to schools, I talked to clinicians. There are very few people who don't need to know about naloxone in the current day and age. And think of compared to something like an AED or CPR. You know, we're really good about these less stigmatized acute medical events, right?   We feel very comfortable training our Boy Scouts on how to do this, and we feel very comfortable putting an AED on our walking trails and at our gyms. Because of the stigma around substance use, we do not have naloxone in many of those community spaces, and we have not trained our community to respond to overdose in the same way we have cardiac events. Pathak: What would be part of your counseling in a Boy Scout troop or Girl Scout troop or at school to share that part of the information? How do you use something like a naloxone? What are the signs that you're looking for?   Eaton: I think this is a great topic for Boy Scout and Girl Scout troops and for health education courses for middle school. By talking about it, we're normalizing it. And based on the prevalence of substance use, we should all be aware of the signs or symptoms. So that is very appropriate. There are developmentally appropriate ways to talk about this, even to elementary students. I think sharing the statistics on youth who start experimenting, the average age, the prevalence in communities, the types of places where they may be exposed to opioids that are non-medical, the signs or symptoms of overdose, which we discussed, and the fact that there is a safe, over-the-counter reversal. Naloxone that they can and should carry as a good community citizen and community helper.   I know this will be stigmatized in some areas, and some parents will not feel comfortable with that. But I think the more that we have partnerships between pediatricians, public health officers, and schools and coaches, these types of individuals should really feel comfortable talking about this. It is nothing to stigmatize or shame or your kids aren't going to come to you.   What we want is we want these kids looking out for their friends and their parents. We want this to be something we talk about, and we go to a trusted adult when we have concerns. And that's what it will take as we're speaking to prevention. It will take a village of informed adults, trusted individuals. Who our youth can go to early when someone is just starting to experiment. When your friend just brought pills to a party for the first time. Early intervention, right? So, I think the Boy Scout example is a perfect one, but thinking all the touch points for our young people, churches, the faith-based community. And we recently did a pop up with an AME church here in the deep South. Who wanted to have a pop up. It was myself and a community agency that I work with called the Addiction Prevention Coalition. They do great work. I'm delighted that they've included me, and we passed out naloxone and we talked to these church members, many of whom were elderly. They were grandparents. They're worried about their grandkids. They're worried about what they're seeing in the news. They're worried that these kids are going out partying and they know that there are substances involved. So, another great touch point, just thinking across the age continuum, all the people who are part of communities who can be on the prevention arm of substance use. Pathak: That's really helpful and really interesting. So, we've talked a little bit about prevention, overdose prevention. We've talked about substance misuse and what that can look like. What does the process of achieving and maintaining recovery look like? When someone comes to your clinic, because that's really the goal of their treatment, how do you get started? Eaton: So just thinking about the term recovery, we use to describe someone who has reached a point where they're not using any non-medical substances, but it's important that we have each patient define that for themselves. I have many patients who are in recovery from alcohol and opioids. They cannot give up cigarettes and they're not ready to, right? I would never tell them you're not there yet. But I congratulate them on every step, and I remind them you've been in recovery from opioid use for 10 years. You've been in recovery from alcohol use for five years. You don't want to talk about tobacco today. That's fine. Look how far you've come.   And that is part of just supporting them in their journey and encouraging them. There are some people who are going to return to use. I never say fall off the wagon. I never say, you know, other stigmatizing terms. Return to use. There are some of my patients, specifically with opioid use disorder, common triggers, a breakup, a job loss, housing loss, death in the family. I do see patients return to use.   It's less common when they have been on a stable medication for opioid use disorder like buprenorphine and they are engaged in medical care. They have some counseling or group that they can go to for support and accountability, but it still happens. And then once we get them back into our clinic and we initiate the treatment again, and we follow them very, very closely in that very fragile time, you're back in care. Let's start you back on buprenorphine, for example. Let's check in with you in a week. And I have a peer counselor in my clinic who has lived experience with substance use. She's the perfect person. She's been there. She sees them very frequently over that period until we can get them back into recovery. For opioid use disorder, it is pretty clear from their behaviors. It is so physically addictive. It is so disruptive to relationships that I have very few people who can dabble with opioids. Because usually once they return, they are back in active use, is the term we use.   Pathak: And as we close out our episode, I'd love to invite you to share some bite sized action items to help create change in our lives if we are caring for a loved one, a child who may be experiencing some of the symptoms that you described.   Eaton: Absolutely. I think thinking about their survival analogy can be very encouraging and not overwhelming. Just do the next step. I think many of us want to fix our loved one. We may want to fix our child, but what is the next step? The next step may just be getting your loved one to a doctor's appointment, and that's a win. They showed up, right? Then the next step may be getting them to commit to like goals. It's not accomplishing the goals. It's just having them identify what matters to them. You know, so do these baby steps make recovery seem much less overwhelming if recovery is the goal? But I think just viewing caregiving and living with substance use as survival. And being kind to yourself, being kind to your loved ones who's living with this chronic medical condition and taking things one step at a time. Pathak: Thank you so much for being with us today. Eaton: My pleasure. Thanks for having me. Pathak: We've talked with Dr Ellen Eaton today about prevention. How do you even prevent that first use of opioid if it's not necessary? And we've talked about the journey of addiction to recovery. To find out more information about Dr Eaton, we'll have information about her and her clinic in our show notes. But you can check out the Center for Addiction and Pain Prevention page. And again, we'll have that link in our show notes. Thank you so much for listening. Please take a moment to follow, rate, and review this podcast on your favorite listening platform. If you'd like to send me an email about topics you're interested in or questions for future guests, please send me a note at webmdpodcast@webmd.net.   This is Dr Neha Pathak for the WebMD Health Discovered podcast. 

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts take a deep dive into Star Trek Prodigy's second season episode "The Devourer of All Things part 1-2". Find out who you share a birthday with on Star Trek Birthdays, Fan Shout-outs, and poll results. Star Trek News brings us, Shatner says what!?, Star Trek Lower Decks cards game, Starfleet Academy will be a new format, will Kate Mulgrew return to live action Star Trek? Call (646)668-2433 to join the conversation, Let's see what's out there...ENGAGE!

It's guy's weekend! Uncle Lou, Uncle Jim, and Uncle Erik, form a Motley Crue, with us. Destination- PNC Park, in Pittsburgh. We bring you our Sounds of the Game as rookie phenom, Paul Skenes, takes the mound with his electric arm and army of mustached fans. It's a battle on the high seas. Mariners vs Pirates, to close out the Summer. Who will sink the other and fly their flag? Find out next.

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts continue to review Star Trek: Prodigy's second season, with the seventh and eight episodes, " The Fast and the Curious and "Is there in Beauty no Truth". Find out who you share a birthday with on Star Trek Birthdays, Star Trek is truly global, Fan Shout-Outs recognizes our fans, and we share our fans scores for this weeks episodes. Star Trek polls answer these questions, who was a better Saavik, what Klingon was a better villain and do fans want a Doctor Who/Star Trek crossover. Star Trek News includes a new Star trek Lower Decks Card game, Starfleet Academy and Section 31 update, and more. Call (646)668-2433 with your comments. Let's See What's Out There...ENGAGE!   

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts review Star Trek: prodigy second season episodes "Observer's Paradox" and "Imposter Syndrome", for those counting, that's episode five and six. Find out what Star Trek actor you share a birthday with, Fan episode scores, and fan shout-outs. On Star Trek news, Kate Mulgrew wanted who on Voyager, Prodigy and Lower Decks win awards, and Discovery lands in the top ten streaming shows, again. Call (646)668-2433. or leave a comment using the Talk Back Mic found at www.trektalking.com Let's see what's out there...ENGAGE!

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts take a look at all the new information about the Star Trek Universe that came out of SDCC 2024. We have a teaser trailer for the Section 31 movie, extended look at Strange New Worlds season 3 and Lower Decks final season. We will play all these great trailers and discuss them. Let's see whats out there...ENGAGE!  

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts discuss Star Trek Prodigy season two episode "Who Saves the Savior's". Traveling through the time rift, Dal and the crew search for Chakotay on Solum. With the support of her father, Gwyn challenges Ascencia. "Temporal Mechanics 101" The Infinity and Voyager crews try to help Gwyne and a Mysterious messenger reaches out. We have fan scores, fan shout-outs, Star Trek Birthdays and Star Trek News. Call (646)668-2433 to join the fun. Let's see what's out there...ENGAGE!

Trek Talking is back after taking a week off to celebrate the Fourth of July. Star Trek: Prodigy is also back, now on Netflix. On this show Uncle Jim and his Treksperts discuss the second season two-part premiere, "Into the Breach". We also have our Fan Shout-Outs, and Star Trek birthdays. Star Trek News brings us, Shatner says what!?, Star Trek movies are back home, Discovery gets a home video release, who wants to direct Star Trek, and What did Kate Mulgrew ask for on Voyager. Studio lines will be open, call (646)668-2433 to join the conversation. Let's see what's out there...ENGAGE!  

You know that feeling when you're at a wedding reception, the bar has been open for three rounds too long, and Uncle Jim or Aunt Tonya are out on the dance floor singing along to Celine Dion for the third time? You scan the room looking to see if anyone else is noticing what's happening? Is it you? Is it them? What is going on? I've been feeling like that a lot lately and rather than disengage, let's talk about it.Visit www.kellybargabos.com to listen to all past episodes and/or connect with Kelly.

Join uncle Jim and his Treksperts as we continue our Star Trek fan film reviews. This week we take a look at "Cerritos Lost" a fan film by Samuel Cockings. Plot synopsis: "Dr Louise Nilson, a documentarian at Memory Alpha is trying to do her job when a sentient AI steals the Cerritos and her aboard. Its plans are more than meet the eye and Dr Nilson must deal with this unusual situation in her own ways". This film was created in just over a week in response to the cancellation of Star Trek: Lower Decks.This film is part of the #SaveStarTrekLower Decks campaign. But, wait, there's more! We have Star Trek birthdays, Fan Shout-Outs and Star Trek News. Star Trek into Darkness gets a deluxe vinyl release, Tawney Newsome keeps Starfleet Academy safe, and Wizkids announces a new deckbuilding Star Trek game. Call (646)668-2433 to join the fun. Let's see what's out there...ENGAGE!   

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Join Uncle Jim and his Treksperts on this special show, we celebrate the 35th annivessary of Star Trek 5:The Final Frontier. Laurence Luckinbill actor, playwright and director. He is known for penning and starring in one-man shows based upon the lives of United States President Theodore Roosevelt, author Ernest Hemingway, and famous American defense attorney Clarence Darrow; starring in a one-man show based upon the life of US President Lyndon Baines Johnson; and for his portrayal of Spock's half-brother Sybok in the film Star Trek V: The Final Frontier.His book, Affective Memories:How Theatre Saved My Life, is now avaiable. Call (646)668-2433 with your questions. Let's see what's out there... 

As Hunter Biden is tried on gun charges in Delaware, Geoffrey Dickens joins the show to remind us how scoops about the Bidens (Joe, Hunter, Uncle Jim) in the New York Post and Politico are persistently ignored by ABC, CBS, and NBC.

Join Uncle Jim and his Treksperts for a very special show, it's been a long road, getting from there to here, 5 years to be exact. We will discuss Star Trek Discovery's series finale "Life Itself". Who lives, who dies, and who's moving on to bigger and better things? Is there a wedding in the future for Saru, what about Burham and Book? What happens to Discovery after it was decommissioned, and who did he say he was? That's not all, we have Star Trek birthdays, fan shout-outs and Star Trek news. Call 646-668-2433 to join the conversation. Let's see what's out there...Engage! 

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts will be discussing Discovery season 5 episode, "Lagrange Point" and we will be talking with Doug Brode. He's an artist and illustrator who designed props and weapons for Star Trek 2009, Among the props he designed for the film was the new tricorder, was also a technical adviser on the film. Brode has worked with property master Russell Bobbitt as a prop illustrator on such films as Planet of the Apes (2001), Starsky & Hutch (2004), and Iron Man (2008). He's also an author, and has a new book out, SHELLI: The Android Detective. We also have Fan Shout-Outs, fan scores and Star Trek Birthdays. Call (646)668-2433 with your questions or comments. Let's see what's out there...ENGAGE!

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts discuss StarTek Discovery season five episode "Labyrinths",we visit the intergalactic library archives, and the Breen are still not happy. Burham finds the final clue, and gives it to the Breen? Star Trek birthdays, find out who you share a birthday with, fan shout-outs and fan scores. Shatner says what, and IDW comics nominated, again, On Star Trek News. Call (646)668-2433 to join the conversation, Star Trek fans are the e best fans. Let's see what's out there...ENGAGE! 

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts discus Star Trek discovery, season five episode, "Erigah".The Breen are back, bigger and Badder than before and they are NOT happy. What happened to Moll and L'ak, Jet Reno did what, and an old Enterprise Security Officer returns. But wait, there's more, Star Trek Birthdays, Fan Shout-Outs and fan vs host scores, who liked this episode better? In Star trek News, Shatner says what, The Original enterprise is back home, and Hallmark 2024 ornaments revealed. Call (646)668-2433 to join the conversation. Let's See What's Out There...ENGAGE!

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts breakdown and discuss Star Trek Discovery season five episode "Whistlespeak". Is The Prime Directive still relevant? What are the repercussions for violating it? Culber and Book make a connection and Adira Tal gets a new station assignment. We have two special fan guests, first, Susan Lange, she is organizing a fan convention that centers on fans, Subspace Midwest Convention. Second, we will be talking with Ben Neate from #SaveLowerDecks petition. Call 646-668-2433 with your questions. Let's see what's out there...ENGAGE!

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts deliver a double dose of Disco on this episode. We review Season 5 episodes "Face the Strange" and "Mirrors" Time Bugs cause a big problem as Burham and Raynor jump through time. As if time jumping isn't enough, we go Universe hoping, and visit the Mirror Universe. You don't want to miss this out of the world epsiode! Let's Fly. 

Welcome to Bri Books, and Happy Earth Week! Today, I'm sharing the tips first-time gardeners need to know: how to start a vegetable garden, raised bed garden, herb garden, or kitchen garden without breaking the bank. These easy gardening tips and gardening hacks that'll make your life easier. Follow theBriGarden on Instagram, listen to Bri Books on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, and show me your garden by using #bribooks on Instagram.   1:30 - #1: Identify your USDA hardiness zone. The Hardiness Zone Map is the standard by which gardeners and growers can determine which plants are most likely to thrive at a location. It's divided into 10-degree zones based on the average annual minimum winter temperature. According to the stats for Bri Books and the top markets that listen to the podcast, here's a cheat sheet for hardiness zones: NYC is zone 7, Chicago is zones 5 and 6, OKC is zone 7a, Philadelphia is 7a and 7b, LA is zone 9 and zone 10, Detroit is zone 6, and Houston is zone 9.  3:10 - #2: Find your sunspots. Here's how to identify North, South, East, and West: First, point your left arm towards the sun in the morning. Now, take your right hand and point it toward the west (stretch arms like you're giving a hug.) You're now facing south, and your back is facing north. 5:23 - #3: Find out your last frost date. It's important to know is how many weeks you have until your frost date is upon you. Find the frost dates at almanac.com, and then count backward how many weeks you have remaining until that day to calculate the number of weeks you have left in your traditional summer-autumn season. In NYC, our last spring frost was April 4 and our first fall frost is November 13, meaning NYC has 222 growing days in the year. 6:45 - #4: Select good soil, seeds, and supplies. I recommend beginning with a seedling mix like Black Gold from Sun Gro, or Epsoma Seed Starting Potting Mix. My favorite seed company is Botanical Interests, a company I've been celebrating for over 5 years now. The second resource I love for seeds is CaliKim Garden and Home. She has a great selection mix. A lof the mixes are good if you want to place one order and get a half dozen crops at your doorstep. Furthermore, Kitazawa Seeds is excellent for Asian heirlooms.  I'd also recommend Uncle Jim's Worm Farm! They sell all the worms that are great for composting and adding overall health to your garden. 9:15 - #5: Pick the best short-term and long-term containers for your plants. Keep vertical growing in mind when it comes to space. Listen to a recent episode of Bri Books about 8 garden-starting hacks for details on how to begin seeds on your window sill in an egg carton or fruit carton.   Follow theBriGarden on Instagram, listen to Bri Books on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, and show me your garden by using #bribooks on Instagram.

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Uncle Jim and his Treksperts take a deep dive into the Star Trek Discovery season five episode "Jinaal". Culber has a six pack, Booker gets stung, Saru is engaged, and Tilly says what? We visit Trill and find the next piece of the map, and the new first Officer gives the crew a few seconds of his time. Strange New Worlds gets some good news, but Lower Decks is not so lucky. We have fan shout outs, if you visit our FB page, you may hear your name, and Star Trek Birthday's. Let's see what's Out There...ENGAGE! 

Join Uncle Jim and his Treksperts as we discuss Star Trek Discovery Season five episodes, "Red Directive" and "Under the Twin Moons", not only will you hear what we think, but what our FB fans scored the episodes as well. We also have Star Trek Birthdays and fan shout-outs. Call 646-668-2433 to share your thoughts. Let's Fly...

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts are joined by a very special guest, Paul Dr. Mego" Clarke, production manager for Mego toys. The Mego Corporation was first founded in 1954. In 1971 the company shifted direction and became famous for producing licensed action figures, including, Planet of the Apes, Star Trek, Wizard of Oz, Moonraker, Buck Rogers in the 25th Century, The Black Hole, and Star Trek: The Motion Picture. Starting in 2019, Mego created action figures from the iconic Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan movie. In 2020 Mego launched new waves of action figures and products with the help of Dr. Mego (Paul Clarke) to a wide audience via Target Corporation stores around the United States. Call 646-668-2433 with your questions. Let's see what's out there...ENGAGE!

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts are joined by David Gerrold science fiction screenwriter and novelist. He wrote the script for the original Star Trek episode "The Trouble with Tribbles", contributed two stories for the Emmy Award-winning Star Trek: The Animated Series, "More Tribbles, More Troubles" and "Bem". He created the Sleestak race on the TV series Land of the Lost, and wrote the novelette "The Martian Child", which won both Hugo and Nebula Awards. Call 646--668-2433 with your questions or comments. Let's see what's out there...

Join Uncle Jim and his Treksperts as we discuss Romulan Commander Sela. Where did she come from, where has she been, and where is she going? This is a special crossover show, we discuss TV appearances and comics. We have Star Trek Birthday's, fan shout-outs, and Star Trek News. Call 646-668-2433 to join the fun. Let's see what's out there...ENGAGE!

Uncle Jim and his Treksperts jump back to season four of Star Trek Voyager and take a look at "Year of Hell" parts 1 and 2. We hear what the fans thought about this episode and what we had to say. We also have Star Trek trivia, fan shout-outs, Star Trek Birthdays and Star Trek News. Call 646-668-2433 to join the fun. Let's see what's out there...ENGAGE!

Yes, we are going there. Uncle Jim and his Treksperts revisit TOS third season episode "The Empath". Is it a hidden gem, or best forgotten, let's discuss it. That's not all, we also have our Fan Shout-outs, Star Trek Birthday's and fan scores for this episode. On Star Trek News we have a new Star Trek Novel from Dayton Ward, Sybok on SNW, and Enterprise show runner says series had a problem from the start. Call (646)668-2433 to join the conversation. Let's see what's out there...ENGAGE!

Section 31 has been a part of Star Trek for a very long time, just how long, let's find out. Uncle Jim and his Treksperts talk Section 31. With Academy Award Winner Michelle Yeoh, back as Phillipa Georgiou, in the title role of the made for TV movie, there is much to discuss. First introduced in in DS9 episode "Inquisition" by Agent Luthor Sloan, it would appear in or be mentioned in 24 episodes across Enterprise, Lower Decks, Picard, DS9 and the movie Star Trek:Into Darkness. Call (646)668-2433 to join the fun. Let's see what's out There...ENGAGE!

"Regulators will continue coming down on those custodians, making more demands for information, more demands on restrictions for what users can do with their money, they will not stop. So short of actually activating covenants on Bitcoin, what can we do?" ~ Shinobi As we move into an era of bitcoin where the surveillance and control apparatus will seek to gain their stranglehold on the industry, but we still don't have a scaling solution for the whole world, how do we mitigate the time during transition? How can we protect ourselves and our family's as we make our way in the Bitcoin future? It's time for uncle Jim to step up. Check out the original article at Everyone Needs An Uncle Jim. (Link: https://tinyurl.com/3p29ud5y) References in the show For Fun and Profit: A History of the Free and Open Source Software Revolution (History of Computing) by Christopher Tozzi. (Link: https://a.co/d/bVv7e7g) Prodcast.io Bitcoin Audible - Guy's Take_074 - Banks Without Bankers. (Link: https://tinyurl.com/2s3tsj8h) Guest Link Bryan Trollz on X (Link: https://tinyurl.com/bdebes4n) Host Links Guy on Nostr (Link: https://tinyurl.com/yc376bff) Guy on X (Link: https://twitter.com/theguyswann) Bitcoin Audible on X (Link: https://twitter.com/BitcoinAudible) Check out our awesome sponsors! Get 9% off the COLDCARD with code BITCOINAUDIBLE ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠(Link: https://bitcoinaudible.com/coldcard⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠) Swan: The best way to buy, learn, and earn #Bitcoin (Link: https://swanbitcoin.com) “Not everyone can see a tree within a seed.” ~ Nicky Verd --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/bitcoinaudible/message

Round 1 recap of the US Women's Open! Is this the way Pebble Beach is supposed to play? Late/Early advantage? And a surprise Amateur uprising. Chef TC cooks down the leaderboard as Big Randy plays host Live from the Dog House, onsite at Uncle Jim's place. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices