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Gina and Anirudh are back for their monthly round-up of all things women's football in Asia, and they begin by looking at DPR Korea's success at the recent FIFA U17 Women's World Cup. We also discuss India's recent friendlies with Nepal, the sudden change in the FIFA Unites series involving the Afghan Women United, plus look ahead to the action at the AFC Women's Asian Cup 2026 that is now just a matter of months away. Follow Gina Bagnulo on X: https://x.com/GinaBagnulo3  Follow Gina Bagnulo on IG: https://www.instagram.com/ginabagnulo  Follow Anirudh Nair on IG: https://www.instagram.com/annie_rude_ Be sure to follow The Asian Game on all our social media channels: X: https://twitter.com/TheAsianGame IG: https://instagram.com/theasiangame Facebook: https://facebook.com/TheAsianGamePodcast 

This week began with this crazy story out of Bosnia, where they are investigating whether wealthy tourists hunted civilians for sport, and then we got into the Iraq elections. Plus Hitler's micropenis, India elections, Thailand/Cambodia peace talks collapse, Epstein emails released, and a New Orleans cop is accused of meeting up with underage girl and hand-inserting his semen to get her pregnant. Music: Alice In Chains/"Rain When I Die"

Ghislaine Maxwell and Jeffrey Epstein did not operate in isolation—they relied on a network. Their crimes were made possible by a web of enablers, facilitators, fixers, and bystanders who either helped directly or looked the other way. From private pilots to personal assistants, house managers to recruiters, there were people in their orbit who scheduled, transported, housed, and in some cases, groomed young girls for abuse. These weren't random helpers—they were staff, associates, and colleagues who made Epstein and Maxwell's operation function like a well-oiled machine. Yet, most of them have never faced a single charge. Their silence, compliance, and active participation were just as essential as the actions of Epstein and Maxwell themselves.Equally complicit were the institutions that protected them. Wealth managers, elite schools, banks, law firms, and even prosecutors played roles—some by omission, others by design. Doors opened for Epstein and Maxwell that would have slammed shut on anyone without money and connections. Social circles embraced them long after rumors had become accusations, and long after accusations had become evidence. And still, they were given platforms, invitations, and cover. This wasn't a case of two people fooling the world—it was a case of the world choosing not to care. The myth of the “lone predator” serves power well, but the truth is always more uncomfortable: predators thrive in systems that help them.to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comsource:https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-10332169/Underage-orgies-possible-pregnancy-key-moments-Ghislaine-Maxwells-sensational-trial.html

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Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 20 Zane s Assembly In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.             Running into a wall is bad, having it fall on you is worse but not being missed is the worst         Since I had mastered the moment so successfully with conversation I shut the hell up and took the crowd toward my room. Halfway up the stairs I expected Jill to call out but it didn't happen. I counted myself lucky, handed out fresh t-shirts to Paris and Leigh, only to have Paige regale them for fifteen minutes about all the female swag I had in my dorm room, from female silk robes in a variety of lengths and colors to thongs and dog collars. Girls should not look at me and lick their lips; it is scary because I thought that men went to college to chase women, not the other way around. Back at the start of the year, I knew that I was such a Man-Stud that I'd pick up more than my fair share too. I now have multiple women in my life and one day soon I hope to chase one down and call her my own, provided the other women let me. "We will see you later," Leigh gave me a sexy nudge with her hip. I nodded and promptly made sure my windows were locked. They had the annoying habit of being unlocked with glowing neon signs outside that said "Kappa Sigmas enter here". This time I was ready for them. I was also on the ball enough to know that when none of the Kappa Sigmas were upset by my action, that indicated there was something going on that I was clueless about. I was hardly convinced to let my guard down by the limited conversation the three sorority sisters and I had as I escorted them out of the house and kissed them goodnight. I diverged to the dryer to warm up Paris and Leigh's shirts. I kissed Aunt Jill goodnight as well. She gave me a bemused, maternal look as I headed back to my room before my 'bed time'. I must have looked like I felt, pretty exhausted. I joined Iona and Paige in the bathroom where we went through the nightly routine before heading for bed. They stripped slowly; I crawled into bed fully clothed and was feeling rather clever with myself. "No, you don't," Paige insisted. "Zane," Iona gave an angelic smile, "you have to do what you feel comfortable with but this is a matter of trust between us." Was Iona beating me up with a variation on the argument I'd used on Vivian a few hours ago? I was definitely undecided so Iona brushed my lips with hers. "It's okay." The only thing worse than being manipulated is being manipulated with sincerity. I shucked my clothes and shot them to the foot of the bed. I took in the view of Paige and Iona stripped out of their bras, then panties. Paige even made a little game of it, shooting her panties at my head. She missed so I snatched them as they sailed past. Paige flashed me a wicked grin as I did so. "Hey, Zane," she purred. Paige put her knee on the bed, followed by the other, so that she was standing on her knees. "Hey," Iona mimicked from the other side. Together, they sensually flowed toward me and each other. When they were settled against my hip they looked down and smiled. "You both look lovely," I sighed dreamily at my slightly-built beauties. They graced me with a smile once more before looking into one another's eyes. Then they kissed, and after that they really kissed, and several steamy seconds later the girls extended their right hands to their opposite's breast. They rolled their tits beneath their palms. I would have wept at this point but it would have been unmanly. When their left hands joined in the fun I nearly lost it. Did I mention they hadn't stopped kissing yet? It was hard enough that I was intimately familiar with their bodies, head to toe. I was the first man either of them had put lips to lust with (discarding Paige's grade school fiascoes). I had licked, teased, and plucked those nipples they were now so readily fondling. I had placed them naked in bed with other women and beheld their first steps into a far more sexually dynamic life than a strict fundamental Christian life would have deposited them in. I would have continued to wax poetic on the vision above me but the horror of my decision to sleep with both their naked bodies without sex was grinding my happiness into despair. "Oh, wow," Paige giggled, "it's throbbing on his stomach." She was referring to my cock. If it had something larger than a series of nerve clusters, my cock would have been screaming at me, questioning my sanity and demanding a passionate reason I wasn't mounting them both, drilling them hard, and going back for seconds, and thirds. They both leaned down onto one arm before reclining to their sides. "Good night, Zane," Iona whispered. She kissed me on the lips, rather chastely, then rolled over so that her back was to me. She wiggled her ass tight against my thigh because, you know, I have a thing for asses. "Sweet dreams of me," Paige gave a sultry roll of the voice. She rested her head on my shoulder and languidly placed her right arm on my chest and her right leg on my groin. Her hand came to rest on the top of my sternum while her knee covered my balls and the base of my cock. My sexual organ gave her limb a sympathetic throb. Paige sighed pleasurably, enjoying the torture she was putting me through. My right arm cradled Paige and drew her tighter. She kissed my chest with a feather-light touch. My left arm draped around Iona with my wrist being poked by her left nipple (it was still aroused by Paige's attentions) while my fingers coasted along her stomach. I drummed my hand on her abdomen; Iona snuggled in deeper and gave me a delightful little murmuring noise. That was enough to send me off to sleep and I was grateful. If I hadn't been asleep I knew I was going to stick my cock into something, even if it was an electric outlet. I couldn't screw Iona and wouldn't sex up Paige because she would never let me get over having broken down and nailed her in defiance of my own word. What woman doesn't want to think her body can drive a man to forgo his honor? Again, she would never, ever let me forget it. I wasn't sure how long I'd been asleep when I heard my bedroom door open. I wasn't sure what Jill would want this late but that wasn't a problem. The first one through the door was Leigh but Paris and Ricky Frasier snuck in right behind her. I need to invest in some home defense apparatus, things like pit-traps, trip-wires, and nests of feral Chihuahuas. "Don't worry, Zane," Leigh whispered. "We are here for Paige." "Ah," I grunted. Paige stirred next to me, rolled onto her back, and smiled at the newcomers. "We won't need you tonight," Paige assured me. "This is all-girl." "I see; I need to go back to campus and spank Barbie Lynn, Opal, and Brandi's bottoms until they glow red," I growled. They had turned Paige onto the whole lesbian orgy theme. "Hold on," I begged the girls as they began stripping. I rapidly moved to the closet, pulled down two comforters and two pillows for Iona and I to use as a bed. I set things out and Iona gave me one of those sleepy, sweet, innocent smiles and joined me on the floor, a comforter as a mattress and the other as a cover. I quickly became obvious to me that the object of Leigh, Paris, Ricky's and Paige's fun wasn't to have intercourse with one another but to drive me nuts. It wasn't ego talking here; statistically, an ass, calf, or grinning head pops over the same side of bed you are on only so many times before it becomes enemy action. It was working too; I was rock hard and sleep was escaping me. Sadly, fate intervened, to my detriment. In movies you often see couples roll out of bed, say 'ow,' then go back to passionate love-making. Paris came off the bed with a squeak; me, I felt a stomach-churning pain and a soundless scream escaped my lips. Paris' knee had come straight down on my nuts and impacted them into the hardwood floor with only a thin quilt providing any absorption. Paris' playful grin and giggle turned into fear as she saw my face. "Zane?" she whispered, "Sorry?" "Zane, are you okay?" Iona inquired at my side. Paris backed off me, allowing me to wheeze and roll over in a ball facing Iona. Iona cradled me in her arms. "Zane, what's wrong?" she worried. I wasn't articulate at the moment but Paris was. "Oh, God," she gasped. "I landed on his nuts." Paige and Leigh immediately poked their heads over the bed, appearing in my peripheral vision. I heard Ricky padding around from the other side of the bed. "Damn it," Leigh moaned. "Now what are we going to do?" "How about show a little sympathy?" Iona grumped at the others. I know her heart was in the right place but pulling me tight to her bosom with a nipple resting on my upper lip didn't do my damaged genitalia any good. There was a light, coastal breeze off Madagascar calling for my cock to get hard once again and damn me if it wasn't answering. The resulting pain was describable, similar to having my testicles used by an 800 pound gorilla to sink the cue ball on a Carom billiards table. And damn if that bastard wasn't determined to get it done no matter how many attempts it took. Next time some psychopath stares me dead in the eyes and asks if I've ever prayed for death, I can match his gaze and say 'Hell yes.' "Leigh, get some ice," Paige whispered. "Paris, go to the bathroom down the hall and get some ibuprofen and salve. Iona, help me get him back on the bed." The girls hurried off quietly, for which I was thankful. I was equally thankful that Iona and Paige were so gentle in moving me off the floor and onto the bed, and yes, I hammed it up a bit. Once the rush of taking charge of events passed, Paige began to flash me guilty looks. This was definitely her plan and she'd miscalculated the body motion dynamics of three women playing sex games on a queen-sized bed. "I, I apologize," Paige admitted. "This was my fault." I was somewhat more than stunned. "Okay," I gasped. "Flesh heals but memories are forever." "That means you are going to get me for this," Paige realized. "I'd buy a seat cushion if I were you, Ms. Spanky-bottoms," I tried to joke, but the pain got in the way of my laughter. Paris padded back in with a pill bottle, a foil tube, and a glass of water. She handed the pill bottle to Paige and the water to Iona. When Paris started unscrewing the top to the salve, things became difficult. "Paris," Iona grumbled, "why do you get to put the cream on his balls? It was your knee that caused his pain." "I know," Paris whimpered, "and I want to make it up to him." Paige popped the pill cap and handed me two ibuprofen; Iona propped me up. I took the pills and she put the water to my lips. "I'll take care of it," Iona insisted. "My plan, my fault, I'll take care of it," Paige countered. "Take care of what?" Leigh panted as she slipped into my bedroom with a bowl of ice. "Massaging Zane's poor crushed nuts," Ricky murmured. "If I've hurt him permanently, I'll never forgive myself," Paris moaned piteously. Was she more afraid of my promise to get her back or the other ladies' retaliation for the maiming I'd gone through? "I said I would take care of it," Paige insisted. "No, I think I will take care of it, if no one minds," I ground out. The implication was that if they didn't let me medicate my massive melons of masculine might, I'd come after them all, in thirty or so minutes when I could freely move once again. It took me a second to realize that no one was arguing with me. "Ricky, could you please get a damp hand-towel from the bathroom," Iona requested. Ricky looked confused so Iona added, "We can't put the ice cubes directly on his scrotum unless we really do want to take him to the emergency room." "Oops, sorry," Ricky sounded embarrassed. "That makes sense. I'll be right back." When Ricky left, Paige and Iona reclined on either side of me. "Hold on," I requested. "I'd like to give Paris a hug." Iona scooted first, letting Paris crawl on all fours over my body. I gave her a kiss with as much strength as I could exert. "I," she mumbled. "We were playing a game and it was an accident. I already feel somewhat better," I assured her. "Besides, I'm pretty sure I have yet to fuck you to orgasm and that's not a challenge my cock takes lightly." Paris wept and collapsed onto my chest. I lay back, head on a pillow, so I could stroke Paris' hair. When Ricky returned I struggled around Paris to kiss her and Leigh as well. I also took the opportunity to coat my scrotum with the salve, which instantly cooled my pain, then started heating damaged parts up. Leigh applied the towel holding the ice gently to balance out the sensations. We hugged, confirmed our date for Saturday night, and parted ways. Iona, Paige, and I returned to the bed and tried to get back to sleep. This time we kept our limbs to ourselves, though we remained close. I waited a while before surrendering to my dreams. A decision was reached internally that the next time I took Iona out for a quiet weekend, I would have to make it somewhere off the beaten path, somewhere in Appalachia no doubt. Iona gave me a precious, sleepy smile as I climbed out of bed in the morning. I looked at her heavy eyes, questioning her intent, when she pulled my pillow into her chest and drifted off into slumber once more. Paige was dead to the world, undoubtedly wrapped up in the remorseless rest of the Damned. I was able to dress uninterrupted and glide downstairs to find Jill already up and puttering around. I was about to find out what she had heard last night. "Good morning, Zane. Are you feeling better?" Jill asked. "Feeling better?" I questioned. "Your, you know, down there, are you feeling better?" she clarified somewhat. I imagine my jaw dropped because she looked at me with an obvious amusement. "How did you know?" I finally responded. "Oh, Iona came to my room last night and explained the situation as well as apologizing for the disruption," Aunt Jill explained. "She's a very forthright and honest young lady, and she doesn't currently have a fianc either." "What, whoa, wait a second, Jill," I stammered. Things were going way too fast for me. "How is it you are okay with two girls sleeping in my bedroom and three more coming over when three months ago we couldn't even discuss sex at all and its only place was in the marriage bed? What happened that I missed?" "Zane," Jill sighed patiently, "when God closes one door he opens another. I had to accept that my life with Tim was over and I had to move forward with my life with you. That means I am going to get more mileage out of counseling you as opposed to dictating abstinence." "And you have this epiphany after you burn all the stuff I brought back from Thailand," I groaned. "We both did things we probably regret," she reasoned. "You've been talking to Iona, or more likely, Iona's been calling you," I began piecing it together. "After you told me about what those girls were making you do, like crawl around on your knees, I tried to get some of your classmates to tell me what was really going on," Jill related. "Iona was the only one who would talk to me and she and I have communicated pretty regularly since then," Jill finished. "She's a truly sweet girl and I think you two make a cute couple." In case you are wondering, there is no good response to that statement. "She tells me you are interested in that 'Christina' girl. She's, elegant," which was Jill's way of saying Christina wasn't a 'humble Christian girl' like Iona. Something in that train of thought made me put a few other faces to the descriptor 'elegant'. "Is that why you didn't like Mom, Dad, and, well, was Uncle Tim snobby as well, elegant?" I mused. Jill stopped looking in the fridge were she was figuring out what we'd be having for breakfast. "Yes," Jill said quietly. Tim hadn't wanted to marry Jill; he'd wanted to marry Jill's older sister, Kathryn. Jill matched herself against Mom, the free spirit, and Dad, the joker, who were both sophisticated Devil-May-Care people born of wealth and privilege. In a way, Tim was from the same background, except that he ended up arrogant and emotionally distant. Of course, Tim had to grow up with Granddad, who was a real peach, and my Dad, who was always larger than life, always doing whatever task their father put before him and always going one step beyond. Worse, Dad always had the courage to be himself. Dad was the brilliant rebel, the Prodigal Son who was always welcomed back home; Tim was the plodding workhorse. The best example of this was the first time each of them ran away from home. Tim ran away to the tree house in the backyard at the house in Wyoming. The first time Dad ran away, he ended up in Hawaii. When the FBI caught him, he was working in a Japanese restaurant, stock-piling Australian dollars, and had a map of the Great Barrier Reef. Now that I think of it, I must get my nuttiness from Dad. "Jill, I'm sorry Tim wasn't the husband you deserved," I told her softly. I rested a hand on her shoulder and she backed into me. I wrapped my arms around her from behind. "Thank you, Zane," she told me in a soft voice. She looked out of the window over the sink for a few seconds. "Do you think we should get a pool?" Jill broke the silence. Huh? "Who are you and what have you done with my Aunt Jill?" I teased her. It took a second for Jill to get it but when she did, she laughed. "Wait," she teased back, "would I be a clone, an alien, or, what were those things I heard about, oh, pod-people?" "I think you are the Pink Power Ranger," Paige snickered from my elbow where she had materialized mysteriously from the ether. Jill squeaked and spun around while I was busy putting my heart back in my chest. Jill struggled out of my arms, blushed, and went back to the fridge. "Did I interrupt something?" "Yes; my desire to live a longer life," I coughed. "Now that we have the useless pleasantries out of the way, what I really want to know is if all the equipment is in working order," Paige smirked. I thought of a smarmy reply, an angry reply, and even ignoring her, but another idea won out. "Hey, Babe," I whispered in a husky voice to Paige as I stepped into body contact with her, "it hurts a little right now but thanks for asking. I'm glad you are watching out for me." I drew a line with right hand along her collarbone and shoulder to her neck and finally circling her ear. "Oh," Paige gulped. Her eyes grew wide. "Of course, Zane. I want to watch out for you, I care." I let my arms drape around her and linked them up at the small of her back, pulling her tight to me. Paige slipped her arms beneath me and did likewise, with the added gesture of placing her ear to my chest. Iona slipped into the kitchen as she did so. She gave me a cute wave, side-stepped us, and went to help Jill. I figured from Iona's actions that she was going to keep Jill busy getting the four of us breakfast, so I took Paige's right hand in my left and led her out into the hall. As I headed for the porch in the back, someone came through the front door, attempting to be stealthy. It was Leigh; I'd clearly caught her doing something wrong. "Yes?" I questioned. She looked to Paige then back to me. "I forgot to return your keys," Leigh evaded. "What are you doing with my keys?" I sounded a bit cross. Paige squeezed my hand tightly, expressing her own tension. "Paige gave them to me to use last night," Leigh gulped. "You are hopeless as a conspirator," Paige growled at Leigh. I took a deep breath instead. I was going to have as little stress in my morning as possible. "Please give them to Iona in the kitchen, Leigh," I sighed. A quick look to Paige showed her that I wasn't angry so she didn't resist as I resumed our journey. Out on the porch I took a large, cushioned, low-swung wooden chair and sat down. "It's cold out here," Paige shivered. I responded by pulling her into my lap. It took her a moment to figure out what to do with herself. She settled on sitting sideways with her left arm over my shoulder and her head laying on top of it. It took twenty-five minutes for Iona to come out and get us. "Breakfast," Iona said. I looked at her curiously, trying to judge how she was taking the loss of the time promised to her this weekend. She winked and went back inside so I guessed everything was okay and our weekend postponed. "Do you want to go inside?" I gently inquired of Paige. "Two more minutes," she whispered. I kissed her on the head and listened to the breeze in the leaves, the birds chatting in the trees, and her breath on my neck. Slowly her head rose after the two minutes had passed and she was staring at me, or rather at the side of my head. "Yes?" I asked, as I turned and looked into her eyes. "You are so dumb," she whispered. Paige kissed me with a tenderness that bespoke a depth of passion that I had not fully realized. "I wouldn't trade this moment for anything in the world," I breathed back. "I would have been better off if I had turned away that very first day I saw you," she got around to responding. I knew she was saying that she could come up with no quick strategy for getting Christina out of the way and that perplexed her. I had to do something. "Don't forget to get that seat cushion," I joked. She seemed a bit cross, then grinned. "If I let you do something else to my bottom will you forgive me?" she teased me with a sensual ass wiggle. "Really?" I perked up. Paige wouldn't consider anal sex before now, though I was all for it. "No!" she giggled. Paige leapt off my lap and raced inside. I made a grab for Paige with no intent of ensnaring her, she was having too much fun being pursued, and pursue I did. "Help me!" Paige squealed. "Help me; he's trying to get my bottom!" So much for any sense of decorum, I sighed. Paige made it to the dining room and quickly was using Leigh as a shield. Jill looked at me quizzically while Iona gave a weary sigh and looked heavenward for guidance. "So, Leigh, are you joining us for breakfast?" I obfuscated the crisis. "Yes," Leigh hesitated. "Your Aunt Jill is thanking me for finding your keys." "If that is okay with you, Zane?" Jill demurred. Huh, and by that I mean, since when has my opinion in this household been sought or even obeyed? "If it pleases you, Jill, I wouldn't mind eating Leigh", I had a slip of the tongue, "I mean eating with Leigh." Leigh's eyes sparkled and Jill totally missed the implication (I assumed because 'eat' a girl made no sense to her sexually repressed mind.) Iona gave my arm a light slap. "Have a seat, Leigh," Jill smiled in a way I wasn't familiar with; it was almost like she was content. The resulting meal of country ham, grits, and cantaloupe was simple but satisfying. We were all hot, sweaty, and laboring for breath. Had we been in bed and undressed, the situation would have been perfect. Instead, we were in my workout room, working out. I had allowed an hour to digest our meal but now we were finishing my daily physical regimen. Paige and Leigh were on their backs, staring at the ceiling and cursing the fact that I was finishing up my final exercise. Iona was on her stomach on the mat next to me, moaning softly. I seriously considered insisting that Paige and Iona take up a sport. Leigh was another story, but I'm sure I could get Tawny, her sorority president, to get her to do something strenuous, that didn't involve me and sex. "I have given up any hope of ever fucking you to death, Leigh panted as she looked my way. "Thanks," I grinned back. "Without the help of several sisters," Leigh gasped as Paige lazily smacked her on the stomach, "to wear you down first. I don't know how Barbie Lynn can walk after those marathon sessions with you." "It usually involves screaming out to God multiple times and a long nap afterwards," Iona groaned. "So," Leigh sat up, "have either of you," "Hammered me through the sheets, and I swear I blacked out as I came," Paige boasted wearily. "Umm," Leigh purred, "good memories." Have I left the room? Should I hand out customer satisfaction surveys? "That night was fantastic, wasn't it?" Iona sighed. "Three damn orgasms I'll never forget, and then there was Rio and her devilish fingers," Leigh murmured happily. "Wait! Iona, you and Zane, Rio too?" Paige propped herself up. "He was a very gentle gentleman," Iona declared. "Oh," taunted Leigh to Iona, "I recall you doing quite a savage dance on the tip of his tongue." Iona blushed and Paige gawked. "So that three-way with you and Barbie Lynn wasn't your first time, well, what do you know?" Paige mused. "All this physical stress has me thirsty," Leigh stated. "Yes, I think a protein drink is in order," Paige agreed, and winked at me. "Oh, hell no!" I defended myself. "Me, no sex weekend, remember?" "But, Zane," Iona rolled over and batted her eyelashes at me, "it was so sweet and salty." "Iona," I nearly wept. "I apologize, Zane," Iona pouted. "I was only teasing." "I can always hope to soak up some of that sexual energy at 12:01 Sunday night," Paige sighed. "Nope, sorry, going out with Heaven Sunday night," I informed them. "Oh, pooh," Iona grumped. "She'll drain him alright." "Is Heaven really that good?" Leigh seemed curious. "Let's not have this discussion," I stood up. I was ignored of course. "Oh, he goes at her five, six, seven times a night," Iona stated. "She walks funny the next day too." "How come there is never any footage of them together?" Leigh persisted. "You would think with that much sexuality and the howling she made from our towel closet at the party that there would be something on his site." "I am not going to be part of this discussion," I repeated as I made for the door. "Now I'm taking a shower." For a group of girls who couldn't stand a minute ago, they clearly were capable of nearly killing me as they stampeded for the shower, women. Before Iona and I got in, I held her back by the arm. "Five, six, seven times, walks funny the next morning, I'm sure Heaven will like that," I whispered. "I thought a little embellishment couldn't hurt," Iona smiled with an earnestly pure face. She knew Heaven's nature and would help conceal it until Heaven decided it was no longer necessary; Iona was that kind of best friend. "Do you ever get tired picking up after my shipwrecks?" I had to ask. "Come on, Zane," Paige called from inside the shower as the water cascaded down on her and Leigh. I decided that keeping them occupied was my best bet to keep the volume down. As I pulled the curtain aside, I caught a glimpse of Iona behind me, shaking her head 'No'. Undercover  Underage Willa was waiting for Valarie and I when we arrived. She had strategically placed her bike at a break between the groups of hotel units so she could quickly duck out of sight. I had no desire to do anything stupid like get in a fight. She rested on the seat of her ride. I was following Val's advice so I pulled up some distance away and kept to the middle of the parking lot because you never knew what could come popping out a door. I approached alone, again, I didn't want to freak Willa out any more than she already was. "I've got a line on those IDs," she greeted me. I'd asked her for some fake IDs so me and some of the girls could get into clubs. "Yeah," I said deadpan, "I'm sure you did." She keyed on my mood but didn't outwardly react. How should I handle this? "Willa, you are an undercover cop," I sighed. "I don't know who you are with and I don't care. I don't want to cause you trouble, I simply want a favor." Willa rocked off her ride and took a few steps toward me. "Asshole," she growled, "that isn't funny. I ought to fucking slap you like the punk-ass bitch you are." "You won't, you are a cop and that's still assault because I'm not threatening you or threatening to blow your cover so that your life would be at risk," I related. Seeing Willa's consternation, I explained. "Valarie has been through this a time or two." "Zane, I'm not a cop and I'm not kicking your ass because you are a cute guy, but stop screwing with me," Willa changed up her defense. "Fine," I shrugged. "I'm going to have a talk with Belle. I'm sure she will believe me. I felt I owed you a chance because you are a law enforcement officer and you are risking your life for me, the general public." "Don't go to Belle," Willa reached out and put an arm on my bicep. "It doesn't matter that your idea is a load of crap; Belle will tell Deacon and then I'm screwed." "Willa, you can walk away from this situation whenever you want," I told her. "Belle can't. This is her life and I'd prefer she not die living it." "Zane, you hadn't even met her before Thursday night." she groused. "That's pretty much what I said," Valarie finally chimed in. "I'm only here because Zane doesn't know anyone else who could be relied on to keep their mouth shut." "You don't believe this crap about me being a Fed, do you?" Willa joked. "Absolutely," Valarie said without hesitation. "Zane is crazy but he's spot-on when dealing with women. Case in point: Zane took that little fluff with him to the bathroom while peeling off Rio's girlfriend, a black belt in Karate, to guard me. He knew he would get you bitches to give Rio up, though he didn't have a plan going in. If he tells me you are a cop, you are a cop." I clearly had Willa flummoxed. After a minute in silence I shook off Willa's hand and turned for my car. I stopped when I had the door open. "I'm going to see Belle at the Fallout Shelter tonight," I said. "If you do something to stop me, I'll make sure Tara knows, and while she and Belle have problems, they are twins and she won't let her sister do serious time." "I'm not confessing to anything but I think there is something you should know. Deacon Baker served with Belle's husband and brother-in-law. Her brother-in-law ran the Warlords chapter but he and his brother got caught up in an ATF sting. They wrapped up Belle's husband but before they could grab the brother, who could tie up the whole criminal enterprise, he vanished. He was last seen with Deacon," Willa explained. "Deacon didn't wait around to see if the guy would stay loyal; he removed the threat," Willa added. "If he thinks I'm a threat, he'll have me removed too." "Cry me a river," Valarie rolled her eyes. "You are sticking your nose where it doesn't belong." "I'm not a damn cop," Willa snarled. "Where are you from?" I asked Willa. I caught her off-guard but she snapped back soon enough. "Tampa Bay, Florida," she shot off. "Nope. I think you are from Wisconsin or Minnesota, it's your skin complexion and the way you roll some of your consonants off your tongue and lips," I said. Willa's eyes narrowed. Now she was pissed. "Are you going to shoot us with the 9mm at your back or help Zane out'?" Valarie sounded bored. "This is totally wrong," Willa persisted. She tried to stare me down but I could see something inside give way. "I'm not saying I am an undercover cop but if I was, what would you want?" "Give Belle as much shelter as you can. Hopefully she ends up with probation," I offered. "What is in it for me?" Willa sighed. "What can I do for you?" I answered. "Do you know who took out Deacon?" Willa inquired. "Yes," I replied. I could feel Valarie's head snap behind me and her eyes bore into the back of my head. "Who was it?" Willa increased her intensity. "I would tell you but I like living without the benefit of life support," I joked. "I'd cry bullshit, damn you, except I saw the beating they took and that scares the crap out of me," Willa grumbled. "Okay, Zane, if you ever get the chance to tell me, do so." "Deal," I agreed. "Great; we are all friends," Valarie stated sarcastically. "Now fuck his face, suck his cock, and we can get going; I have to eat dinner with my sister, Dad, and the cunt he married." "What?" I glared at Valarie. "No way!" Willa declared. "Listen, bitch, you are going to need to describe what it feels like on your tongue from the ball-sack to the tip of his cock," Valarie lectured. "I've seen a video," Willa countered. "And you are such a bang-up storyteller that the 18-year old boy genius ID'd you in two minutes, or have you missed the last ten minutes of your life?" Valarie mocked her. "He seems to be the exception," Willa noted. "The average girl that attracts Zane's attention can do calculus in her head, and the one who can't is his family," Valarie responded. "Now consider his interest in Belle; she's probably a poor girl raised in a college town. That means she could have gone to college but was already soured on the whole establishment idea by a string of college fuck wads. Her sister went on to become a Law-dog that busts UV assholes all day long; Belle became an ass-kicker who flaunts her body at a bar frequented by the very higher education types that screwed with her in high school," Valarie continued. I wasn't sure how much of this Val was fabricating but it didn't matter. "Now she dangles her forbidden fruit in front of them, yet none ever get a taste, am I wrong?" Valarie queried. "You see an outlaw biker and think they are too lazy or stupid to get a real job. I see someone who wants to do their own damn thing, you don't fuck with us and we don't fuck with you." "Belle is smarter than you think she is, Willa, or whoever you are. If you don't think you are fucked yet, consider this: When was the last time Belle gave a college guy the time of day, much less walked one out of a beat-down dictated by her chapter president?" Valarie smirked. "Zane had me fighting side-by-side with him against half of the FFU faculty and students so I can attest to his peculiar form of magic." "Fuck," Willa growled. "Now, get on your knees and blow him so we can all go about our business," Valarie rumbled back. "I'm still in the midst of a no-sex weekend so I'm going to say 'No'," I intervened. "Can't we just shake and part as friends?" Willa tried. "At least kiss him," Valarie suggested. "Val, stop it. We have some level of understanding and that's good enough for now," I told her. I was checking on Valarie's okay so I only saw Willa's closure at the last moment. One look into her eyes told me she was deceiving herself that this was going to be a quick kiss to get it over with. Our lips met and my hands found their way to her hips. I pulled her to me without trapping her. A few seconds later she broke the kiss. I could read the confusion in her eyes. Her plan was to do it and be done but her impulse was to come back again. She kissed me again but his time, her tongue caressed my lips and I let it slip in. After that, I really couldn't stop myself from kissing her back intensely. Soon my lips wandered to her cheeks, chin, and neck before nibbling on an ear until she moaned and thrust up against my body. "Ugh, ah, fuck," Willa moaned. "It has been too damn long." I rotated us around, pressing Willa's back against my car. I lowered my body down Willa's, nibbling and tickling with my tongue as I did so until I was chewing on the top of her low-cut t-shirt. "You are not happily married, are you?" I inquired between a tongue stroke and some suction. "Umm, ah, no." she replied. "Why do you ask?" "I don't want you to do something you'll regret," I answered before working my way back up her throat. Willa lolled her head back, extending her throat for my attention. "Nope," she gulped with sexual tension, "no one at all." That was my cue to work with both hands to pull her shirt out of her jeans. That done, I let my fingers roam under the shirt and caress the flesh of her stomach. "Oh, stop that, no, wait, don't stop, yessss," Willa moaned. When her shirt was high enough, I began working over her tender flesh. She was clearly getting into it but I wanted more from her. I popped the button on her jeans and unzipped them. Willa's underwear was appropriately lacy. I pulled the panties down as I peeled the jeans open until I could make out her finely trimmed landing strip. I kissed along the line from her cunt fur to her hip bringing forth a hearty moan of pleasurable release. My fingers made small circles back to her ass, squeezing both cheeks and rubbing them together. Willa was stroking the top of my head and lightly yanking on my hair. I took that to be a positive endorsement of my efforts so far. When I started back up her body, Willa spread her legs wide apart and coaxed me along. I got to the base of her bra; I could sense her nervousness so I stopped pushing up her shirt there and went back to her shoulder. I had just made it back to Willa's lips when Valarie cleared her throat. "Excuse me, but I do have somewhere else to be," Valarie teased us. Willa had to reorient herself. The look she gave me was somewhat accusatory but happily, it transformed into some level of understanding. "Damn, you are sexy," she purred. She rested her elbows on my shoulders and looked me over with sensuality on her lips. "I mean, you really are sexy and I want to do this again, and we didn't even have sex yet," Willa grinned. "What makes you think we are going to have sex? Don't we have a professional relationship?" I mused. Willa reacted by putting more pressure on my shoulders, then hopping up so she could put her legs around my waist. "I kinda-sorta owe you," she gave me a wicked look. "Besides, you might like it." I had to dissuade her somehow; my life had far too many complications to get this close to the Warlords right now. "I don't know, Willa. I like lots and lots of anal sex," I cautioned her. I figured that would buy me some space. "Oh," she grunted, "I love it. A big cock like yours would feel fantastic in my ass," she added with a deep pant. Wow, that backfired spectacularly. Maybe I should inform her that I've been called needle cock by women who know me well. To add insult to injury, Valarie broke out in uproarious laughter. "There you go, Tiger," Val chuckled. "That will keep her in her place. It just so happens her place is face down and ass up with you riding roundup." Willa took a deep breath, then dismounted me. She patted me on the chest and gave me one final kiss. "We need to be going," she sighed. "I'll make sure to stay in touch." Valarie and I waited behind as Willa got on her ride and drove away. Only then did Valarie give me one last jibe herself. "Dude, I swear your lips are dusted with cocaine because I've never seen women act so nuts around a normal guy," she teased. "Are you saying I'm abnormal?" I shot back. "Ha," she laughed. "I'm calling it like I see it. I'd caution you about a girl and handcuffs but you have six sets that I know of so all I can advise is dodging when they shoot at you and lawyer up the moment they read you your rights, and I'm gone." Her bike roared to life and she peeled out, leaving me to contemplate what further screw-ups I'd added to my life. Girls, all I can say in any of our defenses is that none of us had been to a college block party except Rio, and we were dumb enough to listen to her advice on what to wear and what it would be like. We didn't even know how screwed we were until we arrived at the party destination and by then, it was too late. My only excuse was that Vivian had sworn Rio and Mercy had behaved themselves last night. Of course, first we had to get the clothes we were going to wear. The salesgirls eyed us with a devilish curiosity when we filed into the chic women's boutique, the only one in town. I was getting away with jeans and a red t-shirt from a local band called "Confetti". According to Rio, girls had to dress 'rough and ready', which translated to tight leather pants, shot boots, and either halter tops or sleeveless shirts. In retrospect, I should have known that when the salesgirls began regarding me as a pimp, I'd fucked up royally. "What do you think?" Barbie Lynn came flouncing over to where I was sitting, showing off her bright yellow halter top (that wasn't much into halting anything) and buckskin pants with the prerequisite frills along the outside of each leg. "Don't those things come with a bra?" I gulped. On the grave of my Viking ancestors, I swear those two orbs were just, right there, free and mouth-wateringly delicious. "What?" Barbie pouted. "Don't you like them?" she leaned forward, pressed her boobs together, and wiggled them in front of me. "Best ever," I panted. Barbie Lynn glowed at that declaration, then turned around and presented her ass mere inches from my face. "Better than this?" she taunted. "Ah!" I cried out; my pledge was in immoral danger. I tried to get out of my chair by brushing by her tush but only managed to flip the chair over on its side with me still in it. Eyes tracked me as I struggled to stand. "It has the Zane seal of approval," Barbie Lynn addressed the room. "I'll take it." "Wait! Zane? The Zane?" One of the salesgirls inquired. Multiple girls nodded. "That would make you the girl in the shower," she directed to Barbie Lynn. "Sure thing," Barbie Lynn boasted. "You've got, stamina," the other girl blushed, "both of you." "That's where I've seen all of you before," the first girl said as she put it all together. "Except you," she pointed at Vivian. "Honestly, I was suspicious it was a porn hoax. I mean, what kind of guy scores that many hot babes?" "Umm," Rio patted Mercy's bottom, "we're hot babes." "Are you two really, actually, the second girl stammered to Rio. "You do those things?" "Do you mean is she my bitch toy? Then yes, she is," Rio answered smugly. "Mercy, lift your top." Mercy paled, gulped, but did as requested. Rio put her arms around Mercy's midsection and pulled her close, latching onto a nipple as they came together. "No!" Vivian shouted. "There will be no public displays of pornography." Rio made a lip-smacking noise as her lips released Mercy's breast. Mercy kept her shirt raised as Rio looked back to the salesgirl. "Satisfied?" Rio gloated. The girl nodded in stunned amazement and Vivian coughed as a reminder. "Mercy, you can lower your shirt now," Rio added without even looking at Mercy. "Wow, this is so weird." The first girl shook her head, then that light came on and she looked at me with amazement and amusement. "You are trying for your 'No Sex' weekend? Well, if we can't get you laid before this weekend, we aren't selling you the right clothes." "I'm counting on it," Paige smirked. Her choice was a slick black bustier and leather pants that laced up on the side. In fact, they were more lacing on the sides and less leather. I'm not saying she looked bad; I merely vowed to get a few pictures of her in the outfit for my spank bank collection, not that I have any realistic hope of spanking the monkey anytime soon. Whoa, are women I don't even know now ganging up on me? What the hell? Adelaide and Ginger, our two salesgirls, went all out to get the ladies the skimpiest outfits allowed by law. I didn't mention the occasion because that would make me feel bad about not inviting them. "So, what are you getting all dressed up, or down for?" Ginger asked innocently enough. "Oh, there is a college-student-only bloc party tonight. Zane got an invite and he's sneaking us in with him," Iona responded with the naivet of a girl who had nil knowledge of social networking or class distinction. "Oh," Ginger muttered, and cast a sideways glance to Adelaide before looking at me. "Well, Addie's husband doesn't like doing that kind of stuff," she said lamely, "and Finn, my boyfriend, has to work late anyway." She was giving me an out and I wanted to take it. Somehow this seemed to be one too many times sticking out my neck foolishly. I'd already bent my invitation by inviting my FFU crowd. I then told myself that I'd double back and invite them, on the sly. I recalled the little discussion Valarie had with Willa only a few hours ago. Yes, I could act like your standard college cock and tell the townies it was okay to come in the back door. If I did that, I could only pray Rio punched me in the face. I'd say 'kick me in the nuts' but I clearly didn't have any. "Ginger and Adelaide, we are gathering by the water tower around 9:45 before we head to the spot," I told her. "You and your guys join us there and we'll go in as a group. It is the warehouse on Hammond Street and the word is 'Comet', in case you show up later." "Oh, I'm not sure we can make it," Adelaide responded. What she was also saying was 'are you sure you know what you are doing?' "There is one condition," I added. Now the two salesgirls were suspicious. "You have to dress like the rest of them do," I motioned to my girls. "You sold these ladies these clothes so it is only fair you dress similarly." Now the two exhaled, then smiled and groaned playfully. They could hardly say no after the money they'd taken from me, my credit card, actually. If I carried that much cash and a cop searched me, I'd mistake me for a drug dealer too. "We'll see what we can do," Ginger evaded. "Oh, that won't be a problem," Opal chimed in. "Go around the store and pick out what you want; Zane will pay for it." "For the love of God, would you stop spending my money? You are as bad as Rio," I griped. "Who is trying to be worse to you than I am?" Rio sounded both offended and up to the challenge of making me even more miserable than I was. "Oh, come on, Zane," Brandi complained. "You are a gazillionaire." "You've been listening to Rio," I shot back and glared Rio's way. "It was Mercy who told me that," Brandi corrected me. I shifted my gaze to Mercy, as did Rio. "We'll talk when we get outside," Rio cautioned Mercy, who seemed decidedly uneasy. I had to hand it to Ginger and Adelaide; for ten minutes they showed constraint, and then they went bonkers. I really don't think a woman can wear a pink gossamer scarf wrapped around her chest and call it clothing but Ginger was giving it a shot. Ginger had a small chest - 32A, but her nipples were works of art. I couldn't keep quiet about them. "Ginger, if your boyfriend lets you walk around in your domicile with a top on, he's committing crimes against the male and female, worship of the female form," I blathered. Ginger blinked, and then blushed before grinning at me wickedly. "Yes?" she prodded me. I took that as an invitation to walk up, bend at the waist until I was at eye level with her chest. Her nipples swelled under my scrutiny. "Zane, if you lick or bite them, I will stomp on your foot and break some toes," Vivian warned me. I was, in my estimation, good. I leaned forward a few more inches until I could blow forcefully upon each nipple. Ginger rolled forward on the tip of her toes, thrusting her chest forward, but I retreated just in time. She fell back and I pursued with long, continuous breaths this time. Her nipples didn't come out and say 'Hi', they launched rescue flares and lit bonfires on the beaches of my desire. Ginger was moaning and whimpering as she kept trying to force physical contact while I kept frustrating her. Her thighs were working back and forth as her cunt began burning her up. "Ginger," Adelaide worried, "what about Finn?" "I know," pleaded Ginger, "but you've seen the cock on this guy and he's driving me crazy-horny, and he hasn't even touched me yet." "Friends," Adelaide insistently reminded Ginger. "All his friends are here and watching." "I'll be her friend," Brandi volunteered, though Opal hooked her waist before she could show everyone how much of a friend she wanted to be. "Oh, we don't mind," Rio remarked. "Most nights with Zane are a learning experience for all of us." "I mind," grumbled Paige. "Paige, honey, he always comes home to us," Barbie Lynn reassured Paige. "Besides, we know where he's sleeping tonight and who will be with him," Iona added. "Fine, okay," Paige decided. "Zane," she beckoned me with a 'come hither' finger curl. "Sorry, Paige," I quickly responded between puffs of air on Ginger's nipples, "I'm busy." "Zane," Paige warned me. "Paige, not now," I grumped. "Zane!" Paige became more insistent. I didn't respond so what she said next was inevitable. "Zane, bouncy, bouncy." My groan was fueled by stymied lust; I stood up and walked over to Paige. Once I was in front of her, I used both hands to brush Paige's hair off her shoulder blades. I brought my hands together at the back of her head, wrapping my left hand in her ponytail while dropping my right down her side before snaking it to the small of her back. I pulled the hair back gently, tilting her head up as I pressed my hand on the small of her back until we were rubbing against one another. I leaned in for a slow, intensive kiss which Paige intercepted by standing on her toes. Our kiss was a see-saw affair that saw our tongues roll together and our lips shifting from lingering touch to gentle caress that lasted over a minute. "What are they doing? Or more like it, what is she doing to him to make him do that?" Adelaide quizzed the ladies. "Oh, that's a game they play," Rio explained. "He pretends she's a witch who has put a spell on him and she pretends she's going to be the first Mrs. Zane Braxton." "Say those words and Zane will perform any sexual act on you that you desire," Barbie Lynn teased. "No, it doesn't work like that," Iona got out right before Ginger interrupted. "Zane, bouncy, bouncy," Ginger demanded. That earned a round of chuckles. "Sorry, I tried that too," Brandi admitted. "Apparently each girl has to find her own command phrase." "Are you okay now?" I whispered to Paige. I really had to deal with these girls going wacky around me; we had things to do before the party started. "You are worth every gold doubloon I've spent on you," she smiled back. "Um, I'm the one spending money on you," I corrected her. Paige turned half-way around, bumped me with her hip, and wiggled her ass. "As I said, you are worth every coin," she winked. Hardy-har-har. "Okay, friends and acquaintances, let's finish with our purchases," I commanded. "We've still got some ground to cover before tonight." "What else do we have to do?" groaned Vivian. "I'm getting Mercy tattooed," Rio grinned with a dire mirth. "I want a design right above the ass, both subtle and understated; I don't know if I'm going with '1-800-HoT-SLuT' or 'Nothing Under 6 inches Allowed." "No, you are not!" growled Vivian. "No way, no how. Zane?" "Vivian, Rio is yanking your chain," I calmed my guardian. "You have to understand that Rio wouldn't put anything on Mercy that she wouldn't wear herself. She definitely wouldn't put something on Mercy that Mercy couldn't live with; trust me on that." "That's right, Viv," Rio chortled. "I can't tell you how many times I've regretted having 'Eat at the Clam Shack' tattooed right below the beltway." "You don't have a tattoo there!" Vivian countered. "Someone's been peeking," Rio skewered Vivian with a shark-like grin. Iona shook her head and walked up to Vivian, presenting her phone. "Here is the design they've chosen," Iona explained. It was an intricate weaving of lines and shadows I'd been shown once before. "See, in this end is Songs of Solomon 2:16 and on the other end is a Chi Rho woven into the greater design. It clearly has Christian imagery," Iona explained. "It's" Vivian sounded surprised, "actually rather, nice looking." "What's Songs of Solomon 2:16?" Ginger inquired. "'My lover is mine and I am', it should say 'his' but I think in this case it is 'hers'," I answered. "That's sweet," Adelaide said. "You can bet it was Mercy's choice, then," Opal smirked. "No, it was Rio's idea,&quo

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Join "Mind Over Murder" co-hosts Bill Thomas and Kristin Dilley as they interview Jerome Elam, expert on human trafficking and chairman of the Trafficking in America Task Force.  Learn how kids, young people and adults are trafficked and how they are drawn into this sordid multimillion dollar business where humans are traded for sex, drugs, money, and even human organs.Trafficking in America Task Force:https://traffickinginamericataskforce.org/National Human Trafficking Hotline:  800-373-7888National Center for Missing and Exploited Children: 800-843-5678American Detective TV series: Colonial Parkway Murders:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fp3rNRZnL0EWashingtonian: A Murder on the Rappahannock River:https://www.washingtonian.com/2019/06/27/murder-on-the-rappahannock-river-emerson-stevens-mary-harding-innocence-project/WTKR News 3: One year after development in Colonial Parkway Murders, where do things stand?https://www.wtkr.com/news/in-the-community/historic-triangle/one-year-after-development-in-colonial-parkway-murders-where-do-things-standWon't you help the Mind Over Murder podcast increase our visibility and shine the spotlight on the "Colonial Parkway Murders" and other unsolved cases? Contribute any amount you can here:https://www.gofundme.com/f/mind-over-murder-podcast-expenses?utm_campaign=p_lico+share-sheet&utm_medium=copy_link&utm_source=customerWTVR CBS News:  Colonial Parkway murders victims' families keep hope cases will be solved:https://www.wtvr.com/news/local-news/colonial-parkway-murders-update-april-19-2024WAVY TV 10 News:  New questions raised in Colonial Parkway murders:https://www.wavy.com/news/local-news/new-questions-raised-in-colonial-parkway-murders/Alan Wade Wilmer, Sr. has been named as the killer of Robin Edwards and David Knobling in the Colonial Parkway Murders in September 1987, as well as the murderer of Teresa Howell in June 1989. He has also been linked to the April 1988 disappearance and likely murder of Keith Call and Cassandra Hailey, another pair in the Colonial Parkway Murders.13News Now investigates: A serial killer's DNA will not be entered into CODIS database:https://www.13newsnow.com/video/news/local/13news-now-investigates/291-e82a9e0b-38e3-4f95-982a-40e960a71e49WAVY TV 10 on the Colonial Parkway Murders Announcement with photos:https://www.wavy.com/news/crime/deceased-man-identified-as-suspect-in-decades-old-homicides/WTKR News 3https://www.wtkr.com/news/is-man-linked-to-one-of-the-colonial-parkway-murders-connected-to-the-other-casesVirginian Pilot: Who was Alan Wade Wilmer Sr.? Man suspected in two ‘Colonial Parkway' murders died alone in 2017https://www.pilotonline.com/2024/01/14/who-was-alan-wade-wilmer-sr-man-suspected-in-colonial-parkway-murders-died-alone-in-2017/Colonial Parkway Murders Facebook page with more than 18,000 followers: https://www.facebook.com/ColonialParkwayCaseYou can also participate in an in-depth discussion of the Colonial Parkway Murders here:https://earonsgsk.proboards.com/board/50/colonial-parkway-murdersMind Over Murder is proud to be a Spreaker Prime Podcaster:https://www.spreaker.comJoin the discussion on our Mind Over MurderColonial Parkway Murders website: https://colonialparkwaymurders.com Mind Over Murder Podcast website: https://mindovermurderpodcast.comPlease subscribe and rate us at your favorite podcast sites. Ratings and reviews are very important. Please share and tell your friends!We launch a new episode of "Mind Over Murder" every Monday morning, and a bonus episode every Thursday morning.Sponsors: Othram and DNAsolves.comContribute Your DNA to help solve cases: https://dnasolves.com/user/registerFollow "Mind Over Murder" on Twitter: https://twitter.com/MurderOverFollow Bill Thomas on Twitter: https://twitter.com/BillThomas56Follow "Colonial Parkway Murders" on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/ColonialParkwayCase/Follow us on InstaGram:: https://www.instagram.com/colonialparkwaymurders/Check out the entire Crawlspace Media network at http://crawlspace-media.com/All rights reserved. Mind Over Murder, Copyright Bill Thomas and Kristin Dilley, Another Dog Productions/Absolute Zero ProductionsBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/mind-over-murder--4847179/support.

Is Diddy about to be made an example for the culture? Prosecutors are pushing for 11 YEARS and we're breaking down what this really means for hip hop.Bad Bunny headlining the Super Bowl ! a W for some, an L for others. We're taking sides and giving you the streets' perspective.And the wildest one… did we just solve the D4vd murder case? Underage girlfriend murdered, still unsolved.Hosted by MDAVIS (@mdavis) and Reggie (@jones.boyz), Episode 211: Like the Beer hits , the streets, raw, unfiltered, and uncut. And I'm still not editing sh*t.

In a recent episode of “At Your Convenience” podcast, CSP's Abbey Lewis spoke with Kara Calderon, head of underage access prevention at Reynolds, and Stephanie Sikorski, CEO of TrueAge, about the collaborative efforts to prevent underage access to tobacco and nicotine products. The conversation highlighted how industry partnerships between manufacturers, retailers and technology providers have contributed to lower rates of underage tobacco use. Reynolds' strict marketing protocols and contractual obligations with retailers, combined with TrueAge's innovative age verification technology, have created an ecosystem that effectively prevents youth access to age-restricted products. The discussion also addressed current challenges, including the rise of illicit vape products targeting youth, and future initiatives to strengthen underage access prevention efforts.

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You engaged in online roleplay with someone who turned out to be underage. Now they're telling everyone you're a groomer. Welcome to Feedback Friday!And in case you didn't already know it, Jordan Harbinger (@JordanHarbinger) and Gabriel Mizrahi (@GabeMizrahi) banter and take your comments and questions for Feedback Friday right here every week! If you want us to answer your question, register your feedback, or tell your story on one of our upcoming weekly Feedback Friday episodes, drop us a line at friday@jordanharbinger.com. Now let's dive in!Full show notes and resources can be found here: jordanharbinger.com/1205On This Week's Feedback Friday:You unknowingly engaged in online erotic roleplay with a minor years ago. Now they're sharing the story publicly, and everyone's calling you a groomer even though you stopped when you learned their age. How do you clear your name without making things worse?[Thanks once again to attorney Corbin Payne for helping us answer this!]Your friend's kids have turned into tiny tyrants after her divorce — rude, demanding, and completely out of control. As their godmother, you're dreading every visit. How do you tell a guilt-ridden parent their mothering methods are manufacturing monsters?Your depressed brother is spiraling into dangerous online relationships while refusing therapy. He's self-harming, talking to sketchy people with "codenames," and police have already been involved. How far do you go to save someone who doesn't want saving? [Thanks to clinical psychologist Dr. Erin Margolis for helping us with this one!]At 37, you've had over 30 jobs but never found your calling. After rebuilding from childhood trauma and a failed long-term relationship, you're paralyzed by the pressure to finally get it right. How do you choose a career path without making another "wrong" decision?Have any questions, comments, or stories you'd like to share with us? Drop us a line at friday@jordanharbinger.com!Connect with Jordan on Twitter at @JordanHarbinger and Instagram at @jordanharbinger.Connect with Gabriel on Twitter at @GabeMizrahi and Instagram @gabrielmizrahi.And if you're still game to support us, please leave a review here — even one sentence helps! Sign up for Six-Minute Networking — our free networking and relationship development mini course — at jordanharbinger.com/course!Subscribe to our once-a-week Wee Bit Wiser newsletter today and start filling your Wednesdays with wisdom!Do you even Reddit, bro? Join us at r/JordanHarbinger!This Episode Is Brought To You By Our Fine Sponsors:Headway: 25% off: makeheadway.com/jordan, code JORDANShopify: 3 months @ $1/month (select plans): shopify.com/jordanBetterHelp: 10% off first month: betterhelp.com/jordanSimpliSafe Home Security: 50% off + 1st month free: simplisafe.com/jordanLand Rover Defender: Build yours here: androverusa.comSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

There's really no other way to explain it. Trump, Republicans and their media cheerleaders promised for years that the Epstein files were the mother of all deep state scandals. But now? Never mind, it's just a hoax, they say. They're covering up for men who raped underage girls. No other explanation makes sense. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Ghislaine Maxwell and Jeffrey Epstein did not operate in isolation—they relied on a network. Their crimes were made possible by a web of enablers, facilitators, fixers, and bystanders who either helped directly or looked the other way. From private pilots to personal assistants, house managers to recruiters, there were people in their orbit who scheduled, transported, housed, and in some cases, groomed young girls for abuse. These weren't random helpers—they were staff, associates, and colleagues who made Epstein and Maxwell's operation function like a well-oiled machine. Yet, most of them have never faced a single charge. Their silence, compliance, and active participation were just as essential as the actions of Epstein and Maxwell themselves.Equally complicit were the institutions that protected them. Wealth managers, elite schools, banks, law firms, and even prosecutors played roles—some by omission, others by design. Doors opened for Epstein and Maxwell that would have slammed shut on anyone without money and connections. Social circles embraced them long after rumors had become accusations, and long after accusations had become evidence. And still, they were given platforms, invitations, and cover. This wasn't a case of two people fooling the world—it was a case of the world choosing not to care. The myth of the “lone predator” serves power well, but the truth is always more uncomfortable: predators thrive in systems that help them.to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comsource:https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-10332169/Underage-orgies-possible-pregnancy-key-moments-Ghislaine-Maxwells-sensational-trial.htmlBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-epstein-chronicles--5003294/support.

The Little Sisters of the Poor are under attack once again, this time from a federal court in Philadelphia. Underage abortions are occurring in Fairfax county, Americans aren't drinking, and recent college grads can't find jobs. Finally, a man in DC was arrested for assaulting an officer… with a sandwich? All this and more on the LOOPcast!TIMESTAMPS:00:00 – Happy feast of the Assumption!03:47 – Little Sisters of the Poor Lose?23:37 – Underage Abortions in Fairfax34:24 – Good News!44:50 – Change the finance model?47:54 – Low Drinking Rate54:40 – No jobs for young men?58:19 – Twilight Zone1:09:40 – Closing PrayerEMAIL US: loopcast@catholicvote.orgSUPPORT LOOPCAST: www.loopcast.orgAll opinions expressed on LOOPcast by the participants are their own and do not necessarily reflect the opinions of CatholicVote.

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On this week's episode of GOLF's Subpar, Colt Knost and Drew Stoltz are joined by 14-time PGA Tour winner Hal Sutton for an exclusive interview. The 2004 Ryder Cup captain reveals the advice he would give Keegan Bradley on playing at Bethpage, how often he still hears 'Be the right club today' and if it was more intimidating going head to head with Jack Nicklaus or Tiger Woods. --Want to join us for Ryder Cup week in New York City? Thanks to our friends at On Location, the Official Travel Package Provider of the 2025 Ryder Cup, you can now purchase an exclusive Daily Ticket Package. It includes Ryder Cup plus access, entry to the International Pavilion, and a special night with us at Five Iron Golf Grand Central.Spots are limited, so head to onlocationexp.com/subpar⁠ to secure your experience.Subpar is not directly affiliated with the PGA of America or the 2025 Ryder Cup. All packages and discounts mentioned in this episode are provided by On Location, the Official Travel Package Provider of the PGA of America and the 2025 Ryder Cup. 2025 Ryder Cup Daily Ticket Packages offered by On Location at onlocationexp.com/subpar are Subject to availability. Full purchase and privacy policy details are available at onlocationexp.com.--Thanks to our official sponsor Zone Nicotine. Warning: This product contains nicotine.  Nicotine is an additive chemical.  Underage sale prohibited.  Introducing Zone Nicotine Pouches - the perfect balance of unparalleled comfort - longer-lasting flavor - and nicotine that satisfies.  Whether you're zoning in for an important putt or zoning out after a tough day at work, Zone gets you there faster and keeps you there longer.  Available in seven flavors and in six and nine milligram strengths.  Want zone pouches at a discount and mailed right to your door? Head to⁠ Nicokick.com⁠ and enter code “SubPar20” at checkout for an additional 20% off.--Start your hair growth journey with Nutrafol.  For a limited time, Nutrafol is offering our listeners $10 off your first month's subscription and free shipping when you go to nutrafol.com and enter the code SUBPAR. Go to https://nutrafol.com/ now to place your order.--Carlisle, headquartered right here in Phoenix, is the professional contractor's choice for innovative building materials for more energy efficient homes and commercial buildings. Learn more at ⁠Carlisle.com⁠--Choose your style, pick your favorite Birdie Juice logo and shop from a line-up of top tier brands at ⁠shop.golf.com⁠ today!

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On this week's episode of GOLF's Subpar Colt Knost and Drew Stoltz are joined by 3-time PGA Tour winner Hudson Swafford for an exclusive interview. The former LIV Golf player talks his initial decision to join the rival league, what path he may have to rejoining the PGA Tour and what to expect when the contracts of LIV's biggest stars expire following the 2026 season. --Thanks to our official sponsor Zone Nicotine. Warning: This product contains nicotine.  Nicotine is an additive chemical.  Underage sale prohibited.  Introducing Zone Nicotine Pouches - the perfect balance of unparalleled comfort - longer-lasting flavor - and nicotine that satisfies.  Whether you're zoning in for an important putt or zoning out after a tough day at work, Zone gets you there faster and keeps you there longer.  Available in seven flavors and in six and nine milligram strengths.  Want zone pouches at a discount and mailed right to your door? Head to Nicokick.com and enter code “SubPar20” at checkout for an additional 20% off.--Want to join us for Ryder Cup week in New York City? Thanks to our friends at On Location, the Official Travel Package Provider of the 2025 Ryder Cup, you can now purchase an exclusive Daily Ticket Package. It includes Ryder Cup plus access, entry to the International Pavilion, and a special night with us at Five Iron Golf Grand Central.Spots are limited, so head to onlocationexp.com/subpar to secure your experience.Subpar is not directly affiliated with the PGA of America or the 2025 Ryder Cup. All packages and discounts mentioned in this episode are provided by On Location, the Official Travel Package Provider of the PGA of America and the 2025 Ryder Cup. 2025 Ryder Cup Daily Ticket Packages offered by On Location at onlocationexp.com/subpar are Subject to availability. Full purchase and privacy policy details are available at onlocationexp.com.--Head to shadyrays.com and use code SUBPAR for 35% off premium polarized sunglasses: https://shadyrays.com/collections/green-wolf--homeofgolf.com is the place to go for your next golf trip to the Pinehurst, Southern Pines, Aberdeen Area of North Carolina. Walk in the footsteps of legends at iconic Pinehurst No. 2, host to the 2024 U.S. Open, or nearly 40 other courses within a 15-mile radius.Learn more at homeofgolf.com.--Carlisle, headquartered right here in Phoenix, is the professional contractor's choice for innovative building materials for more energy efficient homes and commercial buildings. Learn more at Carlisle.com--Choose your style, pick your favorite Birdie Juice logo and shop from a line-up of top tier brands at shop.golf.com today!

Everyone is asking questions about Trump’s connections to Jefferey Epstein, but the president isn’t the only powerful person or institution linked to him. You might know that connections to convicted sex criminal Jeffrey Epstein led to the resignation of the director of the MIT Media Lab, Joi Ito, after a Ronan Farrow exposé. But fewer people know that Arwa Mboya, an MIT student and Kenyan virtual reality programmer, bravely called for Ito to step down before Farrow’s piece. She was isolated and attacked for her bravery, before history proved her right. Mboya talks about how the bravery and community of women and girls gave her the courage to take a stand. Here’s our recent episode looking at Trump’s connections to Epstein: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/epstein-files-firestorm-shows-the-power-of/id1520715907?i=1000718024227See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Guests: Tim Miller, Norm Eisen, Liz Oyer, Sen. Chris Van Hollen, Lisa Rubin The president says Jeffrey Epstein "stole" his teenage employee and Epstein's accomplice demands immunity. Tonight: why Trump's answers are getting sketchier and what we know about a possible pardon. Then, is the Senate about to give Donald Trump's defense attorney a lifetime seat on the bench?   Want more of Chris? Download and subscribe to his podcast, “Why Is This Happening? The Chris Hayes podcast” wherever you get your podcasts.

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A boom in betting - both online and in shops - is fuelling addiction and debt among young people. We speak to teenage gamblers, whistle-blowers, and campaigners who reveal how social media influencers and lack of regulation are driving a growing crisis in Nigeria.If you are affected by harmful gambling or are suffering distress or despair you could speak to a health professional, or an organisation that offers support. Details of help available for despair in some countries can be found at Befrienders Worldwide (www.befrienders.org)Produced and presented by Frey Lindsay(Image: A close-up of a man's hands holding a mobile phone. Credit: Getty Images)

Ghislaine Maxwell and Jeffrey Epstein did not operate in isolation—they relied on a network. Their crimes were made possible by a web of enablers, facilitators, fixers, and bystanders who either helped directly or looked the other way. From private pilots to personal assistants, house managers to recruiters, there were people in their orbit who scheduled, transported, housed, and in some cases, groomed young girls for abuse. These weren't random helpers—they were staff, associates, and colleagues who made Epstein and Maxwell's operation function like a well-oiled machine. Yet, most of them have never faced a single charge. Their silence, compliance, and active participation were just as essential as the actions of Epstein and Maxwell themselves.Equally complicit were the institutions that protected them. Wealth managers, elite schools, banks, law firms, and even prosecutors played roles—some by omission, others by design. Doors opened for Epstein and Maxwell that would have slammed shut on anyone without money and connections. Social circles embraced them long after rumors had become accusations, and long after accusations had become evidence. And still, they were given platforms, invitations, and cover. This wasn't a case of two people fooling the world—it was a case of the world choosing not to care. The myth of the “lone predator” serves power well, but the truth is always more uncomfortable: predators thrive in systems that help them.to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comsource:https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-10332169/Underage-orgies-possible-pregnancy-key-moments-Ghislaine-Maxwells-sensational-trial.htmlBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-epstein-chronicles--5003294/support.

Ghislaine Maxwell and Jeffrey Epstein did not operate in isolation—they relied on a network. Their crimes were made possible by a web of enablers, facilitators, fixers, and bystanders who either helped directly or looked the other way. From private pilots to personal assistants, house managers to recruiters, there were people in their orbit who scheduled, transported, housed, and in some cases, groomed young girls for abuse. These weren't random helpers—they were staff, associates, and colleagues who made Epstein and Maxwell's operation function like a well-oiled machine. Yet, most of them have never faced a single charge. Their silence, compliance, and active participation were just as essential as the actions of Epstein and Maxwell themselves.Equally complicit were the institutions that protected them. Wealth managers, elite schools, banks, law firms, and even prosecutors played roles—some by omission, others by design. Doors opened for Epstein and Maxwell that would have slammed shut on anyone without money and connections. Social circles embraced them long after rumors had become accusations, and long after accusations had become evidence. And still, they were given platforms, invitations, and cover. This wasn't a case of two people fooling the world—it was a case of the world choosing not to care. The myth of the “lone predator” serves power well, but the truth is always more uncomfortable: predators thrive in systems that help them.to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comsource:https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-10332169/Underage-orgies-possible-pregnancy-key-moments-Ghislaine-Maxwells-sensational-trial.html

Child Psychotherapist Joanna Fortune joins Seán Moncrieff to answer your parenting questions…

During a conversation on parents who let their teenage girls dress provocatively, one mother came on air to tell us about an unsettling incident in her supermarket involving her underage daughter and an older man

Whose voice is described in this month's Listen Up as "vomity"? It's sure not Sting because Catherine CANNOT be objective about him. It's also not Debbie Gibson protégé Chris Cuevas, though we do have a lot of opinions about the little photo of him we get in What Now. We also discuss whether L.A. Story is still worth seeing and whether it includes a baby in a basket on the side of the freeway; rate the tracks on R.E.M.'s Out Of Time; and wonder whether Christina's piece on why going backstage at a rock show sucks is actually just a huge humblebrag. Give a big David Lee Roth-style scream: it's the April 1991 Pop Culture episode! QUICK LINKS

iman Rapetti speaks to Dr. Shaheda Omar, Clinical Director at the Teddy Bear Foundation, who says the real danger isn’t just what children are watching — it’s what they do with it, and how it’s reshaping their understanding of sex, consent, and empathy. She joins us to unpack the behavioural shifts, what’s enabling this unchecked exposure to porn, and what urgently needs to be done to protect vulnerable children. Presenter John Maytham is an actor and author-turned-talk radio veteran and seasoned journalist. His show serves a round-up of local and international news coupled with the latest in business, sport, traffic and weather. The host’s eclectic interests mean the program often surprises the audience with intriguing book reviews and inspiring interviews profiling artists. A daily highlight is Rapid Fire, just after 5:30pm. CapeTalk fans call in, to stump the presenter with their general knowledge questions. Another firm favourite is the humorous Thursday crossing with award-winning journalist Rebecca Davis, called “Plan B”. Thank you for listening to a podcast from Afternoon Drive with John Maytham Listen live on Primedia+ weekdays from 15:00 and 18:00 (SA Time) to Afternoon Drive with John Maytham broadcast on CapeTalk https://buff.ly/NnFM3Nk For more from the show go to https://buff.ly/BSFy4Cn or find all the catch-up podcasts here https://buff.ly/n8nWt4x Subscribe to the CapeTalk Daily and Weekly Newsletters https://buff.ly/sbvVZD5Follow us on social media:CapeTalk on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/CapeTalkCapeTalk on TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@capetalkCapeTalk on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/CapeTalk on X: https://x.com/CapeTalkCapeTalk on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@CapeTalk567See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

High school senior died riding an ATV. Underage drinking at parties with parents Krystle had a 10pm curfew. Jeffrey is booked for a private tour at Martin guitars. Making a reservation for the wrong day. Charlie booked for the wrong flight to Alaska. Attire for flying.

High school senior died riding an ATV. Underage drinking at parties with parents Krystle had a 10pm curfew. Jeffrey is booked for a private tour at Martin guitars. Making a reservation for the wrong day. Charlie booked for the wrong flight to Alaska. Attire for flying. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Rover's shoulder pain has intensified. Aperol spritz dispenser. JLR has big plans for Friday in Allentown. Lazy eye and a lazy boob. Rover wants to buy JLR a new trendy swimsuit. Where is Duji? A man was found dead in a tank at a water treatment plant. Trump says the most fascinating things. The Liver King was arrested for making threats against Joe Rogan. Living like our ancestors. Is anyone on the show worried about WWIII? Where you would be safe on Earth from a nuclear war. Shooting down a satellite. Watching missile bases. Silos that held missiles in Ohio. A two-year-old boy is in a coma after a tourist threw him to the ground at an airport. High school senior died riding an ATV. Underage drinking at parties with parents. Krystle had a 10pm curfew. Jeffrey is booked for a private tour at Martin guitars. Making reservation for the wrong day. Charlie booked for the wrong flight to Alaska. Attire for flying. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Rover's shoulder pain has intensified. Aperol spritz dispenser. JLR has big plans for Friday in Allentown. Lazy eye and a lazy boob. Rover wants to buy JLR a new trendy swimsuit. Where is Duji? A man was found dead in a tank at a water treatment plant. Trump says the most fascinating things. The Liver King was arrested for making threats against Joe Rogan. Living like our ancestors. Is anyone on the show worried about WWIII? Where you would be safe on Earth from a nuclear war. Shooting down a satellite. Watching missile bases. Silos that held missiles in Ohio. A two-year-old boy is in a coma after a tourist threw him to the ground at an airport. High school senior died riding an ATV. Underage drinking at parties with parents. Krystle had a 10pm curfew. Jeffrey is booked for a private tour at Martin guitars. Making reservation for the wrong day. Charlie booked for the wrong flight to Alaska. Attire for flying.

TDC Podcast topics - Chris Newberg joins Mike for a last minute episode…Trump drops the F bomb, Iran and Israel seem calm at the moment, have we avoided WW3?  Underage drinking in Windsor, Karmelo Anthony formally charged with 1st degree murder in the stabbing death of Austin Metcalf, Padres star Fernando Tatis sues over his big league advance and much more.

On this week's episode of GOLF's Subpar, Colt Knost and Drew Stoltz are joined by golf Superagent Hughes Norton for an exclusive interview. The former agent to both Tiger Woods and Greg Norman talks the biggest differences between the two stars, how Tiger reacted to his initial Nike deal and who originally pitched the idea for what would eventually become LIV Golf. --Download the Fanatics Sportsbook today and use code SUBPAR and you will get $200 in Bonus Bets when you sign up and bet $20 or more. ⁠⁠https://joinfanatics.com/subpar⁠⁠ Must be 21+. GAMBLING PROBLEM? CALL 1-800-GAMBLER, Connecticut residents call (888) 789-7777,  Massachusetts residents call (800)-327-5050, New York residents call (877) 8-HOPENY, Maryland residents visit ⁠⁠mdgamblinghelp.org⁠⁠.--Fanatics Fest hits NYC June 20–22—use code Subpar15 at ⁠⁠fanaticsfest.com⁠⁠ for 15% off up to 4 tickets.--Dial in your grip and lock in your swing with Golf Pride's all-new ALIGN MAX grips. Featuring raised ridge tech for consistent hand placement and a more repeatable swing, ALIGN MAX gives you control where it counts.Get 20% off a full set (up to 13 swing grips + 1 putter grip) with code SUBPAR20 at ⁠⁠https://GolfPride.com⁠⁠ — now through August 31.--Head to shadyrays.com and use code SUBPAR for 35% off premium polarized sunglasses: https://shadyrays.com/collections/green-wolf--The road to opportunity is often the road overlooked. That's why Enterprise Mobility offers new roads to help drive your business forward. With mobility solutions like fleet management, flexible truck rental, and an unmatched global network, they can help your business find the right solutions. Their mobility experts find smarter ways to scale your business, so you're not just growing bigger—you're getting better. Find your road at enterprisemobility.com--Warning: This product contains nicotine.  Nicotine is an additive chemical.  Underage sale prohibited.  Introducing Zone Nicotine Pouches - the perfect balance of unparalleled comfort - longer-lasting flavor - and nicotine that satisfies.  Whether you're zoning in for an important putt or zoning out after a tough day at work, Zone gets you there faster and keeps you there longer.  Available in seven flavors and in six and nine milligram strengths.  Find Zone at ⁠zonepouches.com⁠ and retailers near you.  Own your zone with Zone Nicotine pouches. --Choose your style, pick your favorite Birdie Juice logo and shop from a line-up of top tier brands at ⁠⁠shop.golf.com⁠⁠ today!

Sean "Diddy" Combs is facing a new lawsuit from a woman identified as "Jane Doe," who alleges that in 2004, at the age of 17, she was sexually assaulted during one of Combs' renowned Fourth of July White Parties in the Hamptons. According to the lawsuit, the plaintiff, then an aspiring model, was invited to the exclusive event, where she was introduced to Combs. She claims that after being offered a drink, she became disoriented and was led to a secluded area, where the alleged assault occurred.This lawsuit is among several recent legal actions against Combs, with multiple individuals accusing him of sexual misconduct spanning over two decades. Combs' legal team has denied these allegations, describing them as baseless and asserting his innocence. The plaintiff in this case is represented by attorney Tony Buzbee, who is also handling numerous other cases against Combs.(commercial at 7:41)to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comsource:New Diddy lawsuit claims he raped girl, 17, at infamous White Party in the Hamptons | Daily Mail Online

Sean "Diddy" Combs is facing a new lawsuit from a woman identified as "Jane Doe," who alleges that in 2004, at the age of 17, she was sexually assaulted during one of Combs' renowned Fourth of July White Parties in the Hamptons. According to the lawsuit, the plaintiff, then an aspiring model, was invited to the exclusive event, where she was introduced to Combs. She claims that after being offered a drink, she became disoriented and was led to a secluded area, where the alleged assault occurred.This lawsuit is among several recent legal actions against Combs, with multiple individuals accusing him of sexual misconduct spanning over two decades. Combs' legal team has denied these allegations, describing them as baseless and asserting his innocence. The plaintiff in this case is represented by attorney Tony Buzbee, who is also handling numerous other cases against Combs.(commercial at 7:41)to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comsource:New Diddy lawsuit claims he raped girl, 17, at infamous White Party in the Hamptons | Daily Mail OnlineBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-epstein-chronicles--5003294/support.

On this week's special edition of GOLF's Subpar Colt Knost and Drew Stoltz debate the winning score for the 125th U.S. Open Championship, break down the course conditions at Oakmont Country Club and provide a bevy of bets for this week's tournament. --Download the Fanatics Sportsbook today and use code SUBPAR and you will get $200 in Bonus Bets when you sign up and bet $20 or more. ⁠https://joinfanatics.com/subpar⁠ Must be 21+. GAMBLING PROBLEM? CALL 1-800-GAMBLER, Connecticut residents call (888) 789-7777,  Massachusetts residents call (800)-327-5050, New York residents call (877) 8-HOPENY, Maryland residents visit ⁠mdgamblinghelp.org⁠.--Fanatics Fest hits NYC June 20–22—use code Subpar15 at ⁠fanaticsfest.com⁠ for 15% off up to 4 tickets.--Dial in your grip and lock in your swing with Golf Pride's all-new ALIGN MAX grips. Featuring raised ridge tech for consistent hand placement and a more repeatable swing, ALIGN MAX gives you control where it counts.Get 20% off a full set (up to 13 swing grips + 1 putter grip) with code SUBPAR20 at ⁠https://GolfPride.com⁠ — now through August 31.--Golf is more than just a game—it's a community. A Handicap Index helps level the playing field so you can compete, improve, and track your progress no matter where or who you play with. Join millions of golfers who already have one. Sign up today at ⁠https://usga.org/getahandicap⁠.--Warning: This product contains nicotine.  Nicotine is an additive chemical.  Underage sale prohibited.  Introducing Zone Nicotine Pouches - the perfect balance of unparalleled comfort - longer-lasting flavor - and nicotine that satisfies.  Whether you're zoning in for an important putt or zoning out after a tough day at work, Zone gets you there faster and keeps you there longer.  Available in seven flavors and in six and nine milligram strengths.  Find Zone at zonepouches.com and retailers near you.  Own your zone with Zone Nicotine pouches. --Choose your style, pick your favorite Birdie Juice logo and shop from a line-up of top tier brands at ⁠shop.golf.com⁠ today!

On this week's episode of GOLF's Subpar Colt Knost and Drew Stoltz are joined by NASCAR legend Kyle Busch for an exclusive interview. The boys lead off with a breakdown of Scottie Scheffler's big win before diving into the USGA Four-Ball and all things racing with Kyle Busch. --Download the Fanatics Sportsbook today and use code SUBPAR and you will get $200 in Bonus Bets when you sign up and bet $20 or more. https://joinfanatics.com/subpar Must be 21+. GAMBLING PROBLEM? CALL 1-800-GAMBLER, Connecticut residents call (888) 789-7777,  Massachusetts residents call (800)-327-5050, New York residents call (877) 8-HOPENY, Maryland residents visit mdgamblinghelp.org.--Golf is more than a game—it's a community built on fair play. A Handicap Index lets you track your progress and compete on equal footing, no matter who you're playing or where you tee it up. True golfers have a Handicap Index. Sign up today at usga.org/getahandicap.--Thank you to our partners at Ship Sticks.  Skip airport stress and costly airline fees with complimentary insurance, real-time tracking, dedicated support, and on-time delivery.  Go to shipsticks.com and use the code SUBPAR20 to enjoy 20% off your first shipment.--A special thanks to our partner Zone Nicotine. Warning: This product contains nicotine.  Nicotine is an additive chemical.  Underage sale prohibited.  Introducing Zone Nicotine Pouches - the perfect balance of unparalleled comfort - longer-lasting flavor - and nicotine that satisfies.  Whether you're zoning in for an important putt or zoning out after a tough day at work, Zone gets you there faster and keeps you there longer.  Available in seven flavors and in six and nine milligram strengths.  Find Zone at zonepouches.com and retailers near you.  Own your zone with Zone Nicotine pouches.--Experience more control where it matters most—with the Reverse Taper putter grip from Golf Pride. Engineered to stabilize both hands for a more square face at impact, it's designed to support your natural grip and elevate your putting performance.Get 20% off a full set (up to 13 swing grips + 1 putter grip) with code SUBPAR20 at GolfPride.com — now through August 31. REVERSE TAPER. Only from Golf Pride. Respect the Grip.--The road to opportunity is often the road overlooked. That's why Enterprise Mobility offers new roads to help drive your business forward. With mobility solutions like fleet management, flexible truck rental, and an unmatched global network, they can help your business find the right solutions. Their mobility experts find smarter ways to scale your business, so you're not just growing bigger—you're getting better. Find your road at enterprisemobility.com--Choose your style, pick your favorite Birdie Juice logo and shop from a line-up of top tier brands at shop.golf.com today!

On this week's episode of Subpar, Colt Knost and Drew Stoltz break down what to expect from this week's 2025 PGA Championship at Quail Hollow, go in-depth on a bevy of gambling picks and preview Team Drew heading to Plainfield Country Club for another crack at a U.S. Amateur Four-Ball Championship. --Choose your style, pick your favorite Birdie Juice logo and shop from a line-up of top tier brands at ⁠shop.golf.com⁠ today!--Select customers in DC, IL, IN, MA, MD, MI, NY, OH, PA, or TN. Must opt in and place a $25+ cash wager on outright winner of PGA Championship to qualify for $100 Five Iron Golf gift card. Max. 1,000 gift cards available for this Promotion. See full Promo Terms in the Fanatics Sportsbook app. Gift Card subject to additional terms and conditions.⁠⁠⁠⁠https://joinfanatics.com/subpar⁠⁠⁠⁠ Must be 21+. GAMBLING PROBLEM? CALL 1-800-GAMBLER, Connecticut residents call (888) 789-7777,  Massachusetts residents call (800)-327-5050, New York residents call (877) 8-HOPENY, Maryland residents visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠mdgamblinghelp.org⁠⁠⁠⁠.--Golf Pride has led the grip game for 75+ years—and now they're taking it even further. From the revolutionary ALIGN MAX with raised ridge tech to the new Reverse Taper Putter grips designed for better control, it's no wonder over 80% of Tour pros choose Golf Pride (and none are paid to).Get 20% off a full set (up to 13 swing grips + 1 putter grip) with code Subpar20 at GolfPride.com — now through August 31. Performance is in your hands with Golf Pride, the #1 grip in golf worldwide.--Thank you to our partners at Ship Sticks.  Skip airport stress and costly airline fees with complimentary insurance, real-time tracking, dedicated support, and on-time delivery.  Go to ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠shipsticks.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ and use the code SUBPAR20 to enjoy 20% off your first shipment.--The road to opportunity is often the road overlooked. That's why Enterprise Mobility offers new roads to help drive your business forward. With mobility solutions like fleet management, flexible truck rental, and an unmatched global network, they can help your business find the right solutions. Their mobility experts find smarter ways to scale your business, so you're not just growing bigger—you're getting better. Find your road at enterprisemobility.com--Thank you to our partners at partners at Zone Nicotine for sponsoring this week's episode of Subpar. Warning: This product contains nicotine.  Nicotine is an additive chemical.  Underage sale prohibited.  Introducing Zone Nicotine Pouches - the perfect balance of unparalleled comfort - longer-lasting flavor - and nicotine that satisfies.  Whether you're zoning in for an important putt or zoning out after a tough day at work, Zone gets you there faster and keeps you there longer.  Available in seven flavors and in six and nine milligram strengths.  Find Zone at zonepouches.com and retailers near you.  Own your zone with Zone Nicotine pouches.

04-29-25 - Underage Citations Reacts/Emails - Terrence Howard Turned Down Marvin Gaye Role Because He Was Gay - Wondering If We Could Get A Woman To Give Us An Honest Assessment Of Our Wangs Just So We Could Know Where We Stand But Brady's OutSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

04-29-25 - Listeners Keep Sending In Emails About How They Just Put Down Their Beloved Pets - 165 Underage Patrons Cited At Small Tempe Bar Making Us Wonder How Stupid Is This GenerationSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

On this week's episode of GOLF's Subpar Colt Knost and Drew Stoltz are joined by Captain Keegan Bradley and Akshay Bhatia for a live show from The Bank on Hilton Head Island. They discuss being paired together in the first two rounds this week at the RBC Heritage, the best cash games back home in Florida and if Akshay is on Keegan's watch list for the Ryder Cup. --Download the Fanatics Sportsbook today and use code SUBPAR and you will get $200 in Bonus Bets when you sign up and bet $20 or more. https://joinfanatics.com/subpar Must be 21+. GAMBLING PROBLEM? CALL 1-800-GAMBLER, Connecticut residents call (888) 789-7777,  Massachusetts residents call (800)-327-5050, New York residents call (877) 8-HOPENY, Maryland residents visit mdgamblinghelp.org.--Thank you to our partners at Ship Sticks.  Skip airport stress and costly airline fees with complimentary insurance, real-time tracking, dedicated support, and on-time delivery.  Go to ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠shipsticks.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ and use the code SUBPAR20 to enjoy 20% off your first shipment.--Thank you to our partners at Callaway. The #1 putter on every major Tour—PGA, LPGA, DP World—you name it. More Tour Pros trust Odyssey than any other brand, and it shows with #1 rankings in worldwide wins and money earned. See what it can do for you at⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ OdysseyGolf.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.--Golf is more than a game—it's a community built on fair play. A Handicap Index lets you track your progress and compete on equal footing, no matter who you're playing or where you tee it up. True golfers have a Handicap Index. Sign up today at usga.org/getahandicap.--The road to opportunity is often the road overlooked. That's why Enterprise Mobility offers new roads to help drive your business forward. With mobility solutions like fleet management, flexible truck rental, and an unmatched global network, they can help your business find the right solutions. Their mobility experts find smarter ways to scale your business, so you're not just growing bigger—you're getting better. Find your road at enterprisemobility.com--Thanks to Zone Nicotine for being a proud sponsor of GOLF's Subpar. Warning: This product contains nicotine.  Nicotine is an additive chemical.  Underage sale prohibited.  Introducing Zone Nicotine Pouches - the perfect balance of unparalleled comfort - longer-lasting flavor - and nicotine that satisfies.  Whether you're zoning in for an important putt or zoning out after a tough day at work, Zone gets you there faster and keeps you there longer.  Available in seven flavors and in six and nine milligram strengths.  Find Zone at zonepouches.com and retailers near you.  Own your zone with Zone Nicotine pouches.

On this week's episode of GOLF's Subpar, Colt Knost and Drew Stoltz are joined by 16-time PGA Tour winner Mark O'Meara for an exclusive interview. The 1998 Masters champion breaks down his winning moment at Augusta National, what made his Champions Dinner so special and the impact his relationship with Tiger Woods had on both their careers. --Join us at The Bank, Hilton Head's Beer Garden, for Subpar Live on Wednesday, April 16, at 6 PM EST. Enjoy a night of golf, laughs, and good times with drink specials, giveaways, and more. Whether you're a PGA Tour caddie, a fan, or in town for RBC Heritage, this is the place to be. Presented by Zone.--Make sure you enter the Golden Bear(™) Sweepstakes between March 27th - April 13th with Fanatics Sportsbook for your chance to win a pin flag signed by Jack Nicklaus. Gambling Problem? See Official Rules at https://sportsbook.fanatics.com/promo-terms/2025/Sweepstakes/ALL_1878.pdf . Sponsor: FBG Enterprises Opco, LLC. Not sponsored, endorsed by or affiliated with Augusta National, Inc.⁠⁠https://www.joinfanatics.com/subpar-signed-flag-sweepstakes/⁠⁠GAMBLING PROBLEM? CALL 1-800-GAMBLER, Connecticut residents call (888) 789-7777,  Massachusetts residents call (800)-327-5050, New York residents call (877) 8-HOPENY, Maryland residents visit ⁠⁠mdgamblinghelp.org⁠⁠. --Head to shadyrays.com and use code SUBPAR for 35% off premium polarized sunglasses: https://shadyrays.com/collections/green-wolf--Thank you to our partners at Ship Sticks.  Skip airport stress and costly airline fees with complimentary insurance, real-time tracking, dedicated support, and on-time delivery.  Go to ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠shipsticks.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ and use the code SUBPAR20 to enjoy 20% off your first shipment.--Thank you to our partners at Callaway. The #1 putter on every major Tour—PGA, LPGA, DP World—you name it. More Tour Pros trust Odyssey than any other brand, and it shows with #1 rankings in worldwide wins and money earned. See what it can do for you at⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ OdysseyGolf.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.--Choose your style, pick your favorite Birdie Juice logo and shop from a line-up of top tier brands at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠shop.golf.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ today! --Thanks to Zone Nicotine for being a proud sponsor of GOLF's Subpar. Warning: This product contains nicotine.  Nicotine is an additive chemical.  Underage sale prohibited.  Introducing Zone Nicotine Pouches - the perfect balance of unparalleled comfort - longer-lasting flavor - and nicotine that satisfies.  Whether you're zoning in for an important putt or zoning out after a tough day at work, Zone gets you there faster and keeps you there longer.  Available in seven flavors and in six and nine milligram strengths.  Find Zone at zonepouches.com and retailers near you.  Own your zone with Zone Nicotine pouches.

• Plumbing issues and appreciation for working toilets   • Joke about tossing waste off balconies   • Modern Plumbing Industries ad, services, and outdoor shower install   • Praise for Modern PI's reliability and wide service area   • Tom and Dan show intro with Ross McCoy guesting   • Tom fights off a worsening cold, uses vibrating pipe device for lungs   • Gross loogie talk and clearing chest congestion   • BDM Appreciation Week and April 19th Party details   • BDM perks, joke about drunken double sign-ups   • Hollerbach's Chef Pat 20-year event with surprise belt from Adam Pierce   • Tom's awkward speech and surprise-ruining moment   • Surprise party debate and Pat's dislike of surprises   • Praise for pork shank, Tom eats too fast   • Dinner with Norm, Crystal, Simone, Brendan O'Connor, and more   • Tom covers Norm & Crystal's meal, sparking financial tension with Dan   • Argument over voicemail service and walker re-use   • Sword cane debate and long-borrowed item disputes   • Realization that many friends have helped Tom over the years   • Christine praised for event help and gifting   • Tom wonders if he gives enough, Dan prefers self-reliance   • Favors make people feel good—Tom's German restaurant favor test   • Ross takes favors, remembers early BDM sod farm party   • Underage bartender and shirtless Ron at wild first BDM bash   • Dan rides with listener who had full-scale marijuana grow house   • High Times photo ops and weed legality vs. old paranoia   • Dan's electric Vespa project update   • Story of drug dealer with $10k pit bulls   • Ross links dog breeding to party lifestyle   • Ross's dog confused by barking truck   • Tease of “Snow Brown” story   • Wild NJ police chief antics: pranks, harassment, spiked coffee   • Discussion on toxic prank culture in police departments   • Pee pranks, courtrooms reading gross quotes, and Coke pube clarification   • New music from Laura Jane Grace, the Gamblers, Common Saints, Catbite   • Streamline Mortgage ad with Brian ZIMMO's proactive refinance approach   • Ross books comedy show in Bunnell (April 3rd) and Bull & Bush Character Night (April 23rd)   • Ram Davasy and Rue Nafasat to host   • Dan dreams of tiny-town living and Hardy's fried chicken   • Nostalgia for small-town gas stations and authentic Mexican food   • Tom's maskless pandemic visits to rural towns   • Listener voicemail about hazard light etiquette   • Legality of hazard light use while pulling over   • Parking signal confusion and hazard etiquette on modern vehicles   • Tom's parking chaos vs. Crystal's precision   • Ross likens Tom's methods to AI-generated logos   • Tommy inherits Tom's improvisational style, forgets backpack   • Camping trip responsibilities, overcommitting, and scheduling regrets   • Ross's challenge to Tom: pallet truck test with no training   • Dan and Grizz used to ride pallet jacks at Home Depot   • Listener Clark vents about school pickup lines   • Andrea parks and walks, while others arrive hours early   • Ross's pickup line S-curve and blocked traffic complaints   • Schools assign traffic staff due to parental incompetence   • Precision vs. chaos in school release systems   • Tom's mom warned to stay quiet about drug dealer at bus loop   • Listener story bluffing cop out of car search with weed   • Tactics when dealing with police smell-based searches   • Dan's joke about hops as weed smell decoy   • Listener Neal mentions Dan's “Who's the Baddie?” Coco episode   • “Space Pups” vs. “Space Buddies” and fart jokes in dog movies   • Nostalgia for early radio work and morning show indifference   • Dan learns not to over-prepare for radio   • Akeem Woods fired for giving away food and talking too much   • Critique of corporate promotions and performance disconnect   • Mockery of corporate “family” language and blind loyalty   • Daniel enjoys doing quality work for the work's sake   • Biggest raise came during a low-effort year   • Andrea praised for effort vs. reward balance   • Listener calls in about racism at hibachi restaurants   • Cruise ship chefs vs. stereotypical performances   • Satirical take on restaurant stereotypes   • New music: Common Saints – “Firebird”   • Dan's comfort food from Current Seafood Counter   • The Orb: chaotic Van family bad luck   • Jennifer joins to describe I-4 trailer fire during band haul   • Jen extinguishes fire with Sunkist, faces mechanical doubts   • Praise for Jen's competence and responsibility overload   • Jen drops trailer in Daytona, sets up floor solo   • Becca places 6th after only 5 months of training   • Flags possibly burned from Jen's roadside cigarette   • Dan emotional about hardworking kids in extracurriculars   • “Explosion of the Month” segment: 1970 Oregon sperm whale   • Whale explosion aftermath and alternative disposal ideas   • Exploding Whale Day and papier-mâché firework whale plans   • ChatGPT joke frustrates Dan, idea to book it as comic   • Debate on AI-written stand-up vs. original material   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