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419: NSW Milers Club & QLD 5000m Champs | World Athletics AOTY Nominations | Summer Base Training  This episode of the Inside Running Podcast is brought to you by SAYSKY —  You can shop the full range at saysky.com, where you can also score 15% off with our exclusive discount code using the code IRP15 at checkout.   Brad defends his interviewing style with Jess Hull. Julian recaps his week leading into the Run4Geelong 10K. Brady officially commences his back to running program. Listener Offer: NordVPN has partnered with the Inside Running Podcast to offer you an amazing discount, head over to nordvpn.com/insiderunning to get a Huge Discount off your NordVPN Plan + 4 additional months on top! This week's running news is presented by Axil Coffee.   Obssa Youssouf and Kristen Cook each took out top honours in their respective 1500m races at the NSW Milers Club, while Kai Cullens and Georgia Winkcup each took out the 800m Official Results   Lachlan Moore and Libby Mantay take out the Queensland 5000m State Championships. Official Results   World Athletics publish their nominations for Athlete of the Year, with the winners to be announced 30th November 2025. World Athletics Press Release Enjoy 20% off your first Axil Coffee order! Use code IRP20 at checkout. Shop now at axilcoffee.com.au Moose goes on the Loose on the over-obsession of the minute detail and adults competing at kids' races, while Whispers leads to the whereabouts of professional athletes and raises the question whether they should publish all their training on Strava. This episode's Listener Q's/Training Talk segment is proudly brought to you by Precision Fuel & Hydration. This week, what are some suggestions for base summer training with no races planned? Visit precisionhydration.com for more info on hydration and fuelling products and research, and use the discount code given in the episode.  Patreon Link: https://www.patreon.com/insiderunningpodcast Opening and Closing Music is Undercover of my Skin by Benny Walker. www.bennywalkermusic.com Join the conversation at: https://www.facebook.com/insiderunningpodcast/

 Run the Tan – Melbourne's most iconic run around the Botanic Gardens. Join elite athletes, celebs and everyday runners on April 26 2026, supporting mental health. Registrations open Nov 25, but you can register your interest now at runthetan.net/interested for early access and exclusive updates.  Crokes sits down with Jimmy Whelan, fresh off his big half-marathon PB in Valencia, to discuss his transition from professional cycling to running and his future goals.  Patreon Link: https://www.patreon.com/insiderunningpodcast Opening and Closing Music is Undercover of my Skin by Benny Walker. www.bennywalkermusic.com Join the conversation at: https://www.facebook.com/insiderunningpodcast/

This week we are giving a cheers to ten years! Join us as we celebrate the anniversary of the Old Smyrna Firehouse (InObscuria and Captain Content HQ). We get the inside scoop from the man himself on how this relic of a building was brought back to life to all of its firehouse glory and beyond. The building is not only Robert's home, but it is also an exhibit within the community and is utilized for private events, weddings, photoshoots, TV commercials, and feature-length films. Oh, and it's where we record the show every week! We celebrate by listening to songs that will get you fired up and leave you with a burning sensation!What is it we do here at InObscuria? Every show, Kevin opens the crypt to exhume and dissect from his personal collection an artist, album, or collection of tunes from the broad spectrum of rock, punk, and metal. Robert is forced to test his endurance and provide feedback, as he has no idea what he will be subjected to every week. We hope that we turn you on to something that was lost on your ears, or something you've simply forgotten about, or that (in our opinion) should have been the next big thing.Songs this week include:Warrior Soul – “Firehouse” from Cocaine & Other Good Stuff (2020)Mother's Finest – “Fire” from Mother's Finest (1976)The Front – “Fire” from The Front (1989)Mind Funk – “Fire” from Mind Funk (1991)The Music – “Fire” from Strength In Numbers (2008)Torche – “Fire” from Torche (2005)Bruce Dickinson – “Fire” from Balls To Picasso (1994)Ozzy Osbourne – “Fire” from Under Cover (2005)Visit us: https://inobscuria.com/https://www.facebook.com/InObscuriahttps://www.instagram.com/inobscuria/https://x.com/inobscuriahttps://www.instagram.com/inobscuria/Buy cool stuff with our logo on it: InObscuria StoreIf you'd like to check out Kevin's band THE SWEAR, take a listen on all streaming services or pick up a digital copy of their latest release here: https://theswear.bandcamp.com/If you want to hear Robert and Kevin's band from the late 90s – early 00s BIG JACK PNEUMATIC, check it out here: https://bigjackpnuematic.bandcamp.com/Check out Robert's amazing fire sculptures and metal workings here: http://flamewerx.com/

In Telegram-Gruppen und auf der Pornoseite motherless tauschen sich Nutzer darüber aus, wie sie Frauen unbemerkt betäuben und vergewaltigen können. Fotos und Videos davon teilen sie anschließend online, teilweise in Echtzeit. Von Isabell Beer und Isabel Ströh.

Meet Gene Yu — Green Beret, counter-terror rescue lead, and the real-life action hero behind viral headlines in Asia. Nephew to Taiwan's former president, he led special ops across Iraq, Southeast Asia and personally orchestrated a high-risk hostage rescue in the wilds of the Philippines.
What drives a warrior to risk everything for others? Discover the secrets of endurance, resilience and leadership from a man whose life reads like a Hollywood script (and yes, there's a movie in the making).
Listen, comment and subscribe for inspiration on facing adversity, finding your mission and leveling up your own life.From West Point to leading cyber defense, discover how military grit translates into inspiring leadership in business and life.---Welcome back to #UpgradeMe. It's a podcast about the never ending self improvement journey, ideas and life hacks to help you level up and the people who make it happen! Hosted by Dana Leong, a 2x Grammy Winning Musician, a US Music Ambassador and a World Economic Forum Young Global Leader. Support #UpgradeMe:https://www.patreon.com/UpgradeMePod⁠ Join our communities online at:https://www.Instagram.com/UpgradeMePod IGhttps://www.TikTok.com/@UpgradeMePod TIKTOKhttps://www.Facebook.com/UpgradeMePod FBhttps://www.Youtube.com/@UpgradeMePod⁠ YT⁠https://www.x.com/PodUpgrade⁠ X⁠https://www.Linkedin.com/in/DanaLeong LinkedInSubscribe to Upgrade Me: https://bit.ly/upgradeytsub#UpgradeMe is sponsored by https://www.TEKTONIKmusic.org (Harmony Heals)#GeneYu #GreenBeret #WestPoint #RescueMission #Leadership #endurance #upgrademepod #upgradeu #馬英九

In "Telegram"-Gruppen und auf der Pornoseite "motherless.com" tauschen sich Nutzer darüber aus, wie sie Frauen unbemerkt betäuben und vergewaltigen. Über mehrere Jahre haben die Journalistinnen Isabell Beer und Isabel Ströh undercover in diesem Netzwerk recherchiert, Nutzerprofile, Chatverläufe, Fotos und Videos dokumentiert. Mehr in der Doku im Podcast-Feed vom ARD Radiofeature: https://www.ardaudiothek.de/sendung/ard-radiofeature/urn:ard:show:3f3024858d056d72/ Das Hilfetelefon "Gewalt gegen Frauen" ist ein Beratungsangebot für Betroffene: https://www.hilfetelefon.de/

Mehr zur Recherche können Sie im ARD-Radiofeature hören: "Das Vergewaltiger-Netzwerk – Doku über eine Undercover-Recherche unter Tätern" - ab sofort in der ARD Audiothek. Die Sendung in voller Länge in derf ARD Audiothek: https://www.ardaudiothek.de/episode/urn:ard:section:5087a7015ed40864/

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In Telegram-Gruppen und auf der Pornoseite motherless tauschen sich Nutzer darüber aus, wie sie Frauen unbemerkt betäuben und vergewaltigen können. Fotos und Videos davon teilen sie anschließend online, teilweise in Echtzeit. Von Isabell Beer und Isabel Ströh.

In Folge 1 des True Crime Podcasts „Rape Tapes“ entdecken die Journalistinnen Isabell Beer und Isabel Ströh im Internet Nutzer, die sich über das heimliche Betäuben und Vergewaltigen von Frauen austauschen – und Videos ihrer mutmaßlichen Taten veröffentlichen. Die Opfer stammen offenbar aus dem eigenen Umfeld: Ehefrauen, Partnerinnen, Mütter. In einer jahrelangen Undercover-Recherche gewinnen die Journalistinnen das Vertrauen der Nutzer und decken ein internationales Netzwerk von Vergewaltigern auf, das ungestört wachsen und agieren konnte – bis jetzt. Hinweis: Diese Folge enthält Schilderungen sexualisierter Gewalt an bewusstlosen Frauen sowie frauenverachtende Texte. Die Kommentare und Chat-Nachrichten von Usern werden teilweise von KI-Stimmen wiedergegeben. Hilfsangebote und Anlaufstellen: Hilfetelefon "Gewalt gegen Frauen": 08000 116 016 (kostenfrei, anonym, 24/7), https://www.hilfetelefon.de/ , Beratung in mehreren Sprachen, auch für Angehörige und Fachkräfte Weißer Ring e.V.: 116006 (kostenfrei, täglich von 7-22 Uhr), https://www.weisser-ring.de , Opferhilfe, rechtliche Erstberatung und Begleitung Lara e.V.: 030 216 88 88 https://lara-berlin.de/home Liste von Hilfsorganisationen in Deutschland: https://www.frauen-gegen-gewalt.de/de/hilfe-beratung.html Anlaufstellen für vertrauliche Spurensicherung (Terres des Femmes): https://frauenrechte.de/unsere-arbeit/haeusliche-und-sexualiserte-gewalt/unterstuetzung-fuer-betroffene/vertrauliche-spurensicherung Tipps des Vereins M'endors pas: https://mendorspas.org/?page_id=1159 Opferhilfe Niedersachsen: https://www.opferhilfe.niedersachsen.de/ „Rape Tapes“ ist ein Podcast von Isabell Beer und Isabel Ströh. Redaktion: Christiane Glas, Jasmin Klofta, Anna Orth Dramaturgie: Klaus Uhrig Distribution: Kerstin Ammermann, Nils Kinkel Regie: Lisa Krumme, Leo Schenkel Musik: Frank Merfort Produktion: Marvin Leesch, Philipp Neumann, Teelke Uffen Sprecher: Achim Buch, Markus John, Nils Kahnwald Juristische Beratung: Klaus Siekmann Kontakt & Feedback: 11KMstories@ndr.de "Rape Tapes" ist eine Produktion von NDR Info für 11KM Stories. 11KM Stories liegt in der redaktionellen Verantwortung des NDR. Diese Recherche von STRG_F und des ARD Politikmagazins Panorama findet ihr in der ARD Audiothek und überall, wo ihr gerne Podcasts hört. Noch ein weiterer spannender Podcast: 11KM: der tagesschau-Podcast https://1.ard.de/11KM_Podcast

In Folge 2 des Podcasts „Rape Tapes“ verschaffen sich Isabell Beer und Isabel Ströh durch ihre Undercover-Recherche Zugang zu geschlossenen Chatgruppen. Die Auswertung zeigt: Hier werden nicht nur mutmaßliche Vergewaltigungsvideos geteilt, sondern auch detaillierte Anleitungen mit genauen Angaben zu K.-o.-Mitteln. Die Journalistinnen stoßen auf „Nils“ (Name geändert), einen Deutschen, der seit 2006 Aufnahmen einer Frau teilt – millionenfach angesehen. Mit der forensischen Psychiaterin Dr. Nahlah Saimeh analysieren sie, warum Männer solche Taten begehen, und erkennen: Frauen sind hier real in Gefahr. Die Journalistinnen müssen schnell eine Entscheidung treffen. Hinweis: Diese Folge enthält Schilderungen sexualisierter Gewalt an bewusstlosen Frauen sowie frauenverachtende Texte. Die Kommentare und Chat-Nachrichten von Usern werden teilweise von KI-Stimmen wiedergegeben. Hilfsangebote und Anlaufstellen: Hilfetelefon "Gewalt gegen Frauen": 08000 116 016 (kostenfrei, anonym, 24/7), https://www.hilfetelefon.de/ , Beratung in mehreren Sprachen, auch für Angehörige und Fachkräfte Weißer Ring e.V.: 116006 (kostenfrei, täglich von 7-22 Uhr), https://www.weisser-ring.de , Opferhilfe, rechtliche Erstberatung und Begleitung Lara e.V.: 030 216 88 88 https://lara-berlin.de/home Liste von Hilfsorganisationen in Deutschland: https://www.frauen-gegen-gewalt.de/de/hilfe-beratung.html Anlaufstellen für vertrauliche Spurensicherung (Terres des Femmes): https://frauenrechte.de/unsere-arbeit/haeusliche-und-sexualiserte-gewalt/unterstuetzung-fuer-betroffene/vertrauliche-spurensicherung Tipps des Vereins M'endors pas: https://mendorspas.org/?page_id=1159 Opferhilfe Niedersachsen: https://www.opferhilfe.niedersachsen.de/ „Rape Tapes“ ist ein Podcast von Isabell Beer und Isabel Ströh. Redaktion: Christiane Glas, Jasmin Klofta, Anna Orth Dramaturgie: Klaus Uhrig Distribution: Kerstin Ammermann, Nils Kinkel Regie: Lisa Krumme, Leo Schenkel Musik: Frank Merfort Produktion: Marvin Leesch, Philipp Neumann, Teelke Uffen Sprecher: Achim Buch, Markus John, Nils Kahnwald Juristische Beratung: Klaus Siekmann Kontakt & Feedback: 11KMstories@ndr.de "Rape Tapes" ist eine Produktion von NDR Info für 11KM Stories. 11KM Stories liegt in der redaktionellen Verantwortung des NDR. Diese Recherche von STRG_F und des ARD Politikmagazins Panorama findet ihr in der ARD Audiothek und überall, wo ihr gerne Podcasts hört. Noch ein weiterer spannender Podcast: Gerichtssaal 237. True Crime aus dem Strafgericht https://1.ard.de/237?cp

A round-up of the main headlines in Sweden on November 6th 2025. You can hear more reports on our homepage www.radiosweden.se, or in the app Sveriges Radio. Presenter & producer: Michael Walsh

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Virginia State Trooper & 29-year ATF Special Agent Jennifer Eskew shares shocking police stories from her 33-year law enforcement career on "Things Police See" podcast with host Steve Gold. From her first double-fatality crash as a rookie trooper to terrifying undercover crack buys in gang-infested Portsmouth, VA, and heartwarming rescues of drug-addicted moms—discover intense cop moments, bizarre naked arrests, and life-saving advice for new officers. Jennifer's new memoir Becoming Fire: Chasing the Passion to Protect, Serve and Love launches Nov 18—pre-order now! Foreword by Joe Kenda. Perfect for true crime fans, law enforcement enthusiasts, and police story lovers. Get Jennifer's Book https://www.jenniferclarkeeskew.com/   Bodycam Breakdowns - https://www.youtube.com/@thingspolicesee Contact Steve - steve@thingspolicesee.com Support the TPS show by joining the Patreon community today! https://www.patreon.com/user?u=27353055

Let Us Know What You Think of the Show!Date: November 5, 2025Name of podcast: Backstage Pass RadioS9: E9: Annika Catharina - Finding A Voice After The FallSHOW SUMMARY:The high you chase onstage feels different after you've had to fight for your voice. That's where our conversation with Canadian country artist Annika Catharina begins: a moped crash in Southeast Asia, a shattered jaw, months of silence, and a slow, stubborn climb back to singing. What could have ended a dream turned into perspective that colors every line she writes and every chorus she belts.We walk through Annika's roots on a BC farm—sports teams, family skits, and a house filled with Elton John and classic rock—then hit the turning point: discovering Patsy Cline's delivery before she even called it “country.” From there, the sound evolved. Indie and alt-rock influences blend with modern Nashville polish, giving her debut EP, You and Me, a clean, hook-forward lift. She breaks down her hybrid writing process—ideas alone, voice memos and simple chords, then co-writes that unlock angles she'd never find solo. And we go deep on Love and Hate: the reality-TV spark, the teenage push-pull energy, the producers who heard a hit in a bare demo, and the radio momentum that followed.Annika also shares how national recognition changed the game. As a Top 8 artist in SiriusXM's Top of the Country, she recorded at Bryan Adams' Vancouver studio, shot a pro performance video, and saw doors swing open across Canada. She lights up describing the first time a friend texted “You're on the radio,” and the community pride that came with it. Then we look ahead: Undercovers, the new single Better Hands that finally lets her sing about the love she's living, and the next era of confident, sassy, stage-ready tracks. There's a dream stage, too—Vancouver's Commodore Ballroom on February 14—proof that the grind, the gut checks, and the gratitude are paying off.If you love country storytelling with a modern edge, honest lyrics, and choruses that land clean, you'll connect with Annika's journey. Hit play, save your favorite song, and tell us which lyric hit hardest. And if you're feeling the show, subscribe, leave a rating, and share this episode with someone who needs a reminder to keep going.Sponsor Link:WWW.ECOTRIC.COMWWW.SIGNAD.COMWWW.RUNWAYAUDIO.COMBackstage Pass Radio Social Media Handles:Facebook - @backstagepassradiopodcast @randyhulseymusicInstagram - @Backstagepassradio @randyhulseymusicTwitter - @backstagepassPC @rhulseymusicWebsite - backstagepassradio.com and randyhulsey.comArtist(s) Web Pagewww.annikacatharina.comCall to actionWe ask our listeners to like, share, and subscribe to the show and the artist's social media pages. This enables us to continue pushing great content to the consumer.  Thank you for being a part of Backstage Pass Radio Your Host,Randy Hulsey 

Undercover restaurant critics from the Michelin guide are in the country tasting and rating some of the country's best restaurants. 

Norm Wielsch was a law enforcement officer for over 25 years — 16 of those as an undercover narcotic agent. In 1998, he was diagnosed with an incurable neuro-muscular disease, and after more than 30 surgeries, he became addicted to opioids. Wielsch was diagnosed with PTSD, and then his daughter was diagnosed with a serious illness and given a poor prognosis. In a downward spiral, Wielsch made a series of bad decisions that landed him in federal prison. While incarcerated, he obtained a master's degree in Theology and Counseling, a Doctorate in Christian Counseling, and a Drug and Alcohol Counseling Degree. He currently works at a men's residential treatment facility as a registered alcohol and drug counselor and pastoral care provider. He is a working credentialed chaplain who hopes to one day launch a first responder ministry. Wielsch also has a master's degree in Law Enforcement Management and is an expert in law enforcement tactics, criminal investigations, pursuit driving, high risk search warrant service, PTSD and the police culture. Learn more at www.Christ-CenteredHealing.com, or purchase a copy at www.ChristCenteredHealingBook.com. Follow the author on Facebook (@ChristCenteredHealing), Instagram (Christ_Centered_Healing) and Twitter (@Christ_Trauma). Christ Centered Healing of Trauma: Healing a Broken Heart Publisher: Leadership Books ISBN-10: ‎ 1951648064 ISBN-13: ‎ 978-1951648060 Available from https://leadershipbooks.com Christ-Centered Healing of Trauma: Study Guide Publisher: Vision Group, Ltd. ISBN-10: ‎ 1951648080 ISBN-13: ‎ 978-1951648084 Available from https://leadershipbooks.comBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-x-zone-radio-tv-show--1078348/support.Please note that all XZBN radio and/or television shows are Copyright © REL-MAR McConnell Meda Company, Niagara, Ontario, Canada – www.rel-mar.com. For more Episodes of this show and all shows produced, broadcasted and syndicated from REL-MAR McConell Media Company and The 'X' Zone Broadcast Network and the 'X' Zone TV Channell, visit www.xzbn.net. For programming, distribution, and syndication inquiries, email programming@xzbn.net.We are proud to announce the we have launched TWATNews.com, launched in August 2025.TWATNews.com is an independent online news platform dedicated to uncovering the truth about Donald Trump and his ongoing influence in politics, business, and society. Unlike mainstream outlets that often sanitize, soften, or ignore stories that challenge Trump and his allies, TWATNews digs deeper to deliver hard-hitting articles, investigative features, and sharp commentary that mainstream media won't touch.These are stories and articles that you will not read anywhere else.Our mission is simple: to expose corruption, lies, and authoritarian tendencies while giving voice to the perspectives and evidence that are often marginalized or buried by corporate-controlled media

418: New York City Marathon | Noosa Bolt | NSW 3000m State Championships  Brad gets some answers about what's going on with his calf. Julian gets caught out on a sunny, hilly long run. Brady gets set for his return to run.  1970: Mindset of a Marathon Man via BBC Archive https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7C53MfgyxDY&t=255s  This week's running news is presented by Axil Coffee. Benson Kipruto held off Alex Mutiso by .2 of a second to win the New York City Marathon in 2:08:09, with Albert Korir in third. Hellen Obiri won her third NYC Marathon in 2:19:51 ahead of Sharon Lokedi and Sheila Chepkirui. Eliud Kipchoge announced his plans to launch the Eliud Kipchoge World Tour as an ambassador to the sport. Results Maudie Skyring won the Noosa Bolt 5k in 16:05 to just hold off Georgie Grgec and Leanne Pompeani while Jude Thomas won in a similar fashion in 13:51 just ahead of Callum Davies, then followed by Matt Buckell. Official Results Jaylah Hancock-Cameron won the NSW 3000m State Championships in 9:09.97, while Joshua Phillips defended his title to win in 8:03.08 Results   Morgan McDonald announces his departure from On Athletic Club https://www.instagram.com/p/DQXR3hLgavd/?hl=en&img_index=1    Enjoy 20% off your first Axil Coffee order! Use code IRP20 at checkout. Shop now at axilcoffee.com.au Moose goes on the Loose over the mood of his training partner while Crokes muses on the state of interclub. The Whispers notes how the winner of the Buenos Aires Marathon who was caught doping, was a prominent training partner of several high profile runners.   This episode's Listener Q's/Training Talk segment is proudly brought to you by Precision Fuel & Hydration. This week, what are some field based tests to establish training parameters? Visit precisionhydration.com for more info on hydration and fuelling products and research, and use the discount code given in the episode.  Patreon Link: https://www.patreon.com/insiderunningpodcast Opening and Closing Music is Undercover of my Skin by Benny Walker. www.bennywalkermusic.com Join the conversation at: https://www.facebook.com/insiderunningpodcast/

Send us a textIn Part 2 of this gripping two-part series, Giovanni Rocco pulls back the curtain on life after the takedown.What happens when the mission ends—but the mask doesn't come off?This episode explores the personal cost of living undercover: the toll it took on Gio's mental health, the strain on his marriage, and the distance that grew between him and his children. With raw honesty, Gio shares what it was like to lose himself in the role—and the long road to finding his way back.Today, his mission continues in a new form. No longer infiltrating criminal organizations, Gio now works on the frontlines of mental wellness for law enforcement and first responders, helping others navigate the same darkness he once lived through.It's a story of redemption, resilience, and redefining what it means to serve.Check out his book here- https://a.co/d/9Oix3EWInside the Life Podcast- https://insidethelife.org/episodes/Support the showemail us at- bluegrit@tmpa.org

On this Mackenzie Undercover special, we hit Orlando's CityWalk—heels on, cameras rolling—and team up with Griff Stark-Ennis from the true-crime-comedy podcast Petty Crimes to work a “guys' weekend” that isn't what it seems. Our client is a sharp attorney and mom with a bad feeling. Our subject is her construction-worker husband who conveniently “forgot” his ring. What unfolds is a wild surveillance mission that takes us straight into a nightclub, through an all-night stakeout to catch the “walk of shame,” and into a post-case twist involving encrypted chat apps and years of hidden secrets. It's proof that sometimes the trail to the truth starts under neon lights—and ends with receipts no one saw coming.Check out Petty Crimes with Griff Stark-Ennis wherever you get your podcasts, or click here to listen now! Click here to join our Patreon! For only $5 a month you will get 2 extra episodes a month, monthly virtual live events, and access to our community page. And now for $9 a month you can get all of that, plus ad free episodes!If you've been dogfished and want to share your story on the show, email investigate@thedatingdetectivespodcast.com or contact us through our website using this linkThis episode is sponsored by Suvie. Get the smart countertop kitchen robot that refrigerates, cooks, and meal-preps dinner while you're away. Go to Suvie.com/DatingDetectives to start your 100-day risk-free trial and get 16 FREE meals with your order.This episode of The Dating Detectives is sponsored by BetterHelp. Visit betterhelp.com/tdd today to get 10% off your first monthThis episode is sponsored by SKIMS. Shop the SKIMS Fits Everybody Collection at SKIMS.com. After you place your order be sure to let them know we sent you by filling out the survey!This episode is sponsored by Baked By Melissa. Get 20% off your order by going to bakedbymelissa.com/datingdetectives.This episode is sponsored by Revolve. Shop at REVOLVE.com/DATINGDETECTIVES and use code DATINGDETECTIVES for 15% off your first order. Offer expired on 12/1. ***The following Program contains names, places and events that have been anonymized or fictionalized for the purposes of protection and safety. The following Program is provided for entertainment purposes only and any commentary from the hosts are strictly conjecture and should not be held as making any definitive statements about the truth or identity of any particular individuals or circumstances.If you or a loved one are involved in an abusive relationship, please call the National Domestic Violence Hotline at 1-800-799-7233 for support.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

You could hear episode early and get access to our Rick Owens "Temple of Love" Giveaway by subscribing to our HeroHero! Michael's back! Michael's back! Sit down as Sol catches up with his work husband and chat about Rick Owens, Helmut Lang, Stone Island, CP Company, Balenciaga, Adidas, Italian fashion, the downfall of tourism, Issey Miyake shirts, Margiela, Margiela Couture, Glenn Martens, Off-White hoodies, the now-defunct Pyrex vision, Virgil Abloh, LL Bean and Eddie Bauer, popular fashion trends as a result of internet engagement (Rick Owens shoes, Chrome Hearts rings, Yeezy Gap), Paris Fashion Week 2025, post-modern fashion, athleisure and the rise of synthetic fabrics, how TikTok fashion changes how we dress, The 1975, and so much more!We hope you enjoy the episode!Sol--Ignore these tags:streetwear, men's streetwear, urban fashion, hypebeast, sneaker culture, sneakerhead, men's outfits, outfit inspiration, vintage streetwear, thrifted fashion, street style, fashion trends, TikTok fashion, Instagram fashion, Gen Z style, capsule wardrobe, men's accessories, unisex fashion, oversized clothing, logo tees, baggy jeans, statement sneakers, graphic hoodies, layering, street fashion brands, everyday streetwear, athleisure, skate style, music and fashion, street culture, global menswear, Rick Owens, Maison Margiela, Balenciaga, Vetements, Chrome Hearts, Vivienne Westwood, Yohji Yamamoto, Issey Miyake, Givenchy, Saint Laurent, Yves Saint Laurent, Bottega Veneta, Junya Watanabe, Undercover, Kapital, Salomon, geobaskets, gorpcore, techwear, streetwear, athleisure, haute couture, archive fashion, thrifted, grailed, legit check, Carti aesthetic, opium style, Rick Owens reps, DHgate haul, Pandabuy Sol Thompson and Michael Smith explore the world and subcultures of fashion, interviewing creators, personalities, and industry insiders to highlight the new vanguard of the fashion world. Subscribe for weekly uploads of the podcast, and don't forgot to follow us on our social channels for additional content, and join our discord to access what we've dubbed “the happiest place in fashion”.Message us with Business Inquiries at pairofkingspod@gmail.comSubscribe to get early access to podcasts and videos, and participate in exclusive giveaways for $4 a month Links: Instagram TikTok Twitter/X Sol's Substack (One Size Fits All) Sol's Instagram Michael's Instagram Michael's TikTok

Taking a break from watching their Go Ahead Eagles microwaves spinning, magazine editor Andy Lyons, writer Harry Pearson and host Daniel Gray continue with new-ish feature Backward Glance, in which a Random Issue Generator picks out an old copy of WSC magazine from the archives for them to chat about. This time, Issue 10 from Autumn 1987 pops up to deliver news of tiny Colin Moynihan's incognito hooligan checks, John Peel tape recorder mishaps, Geoff Denial of Oxford United, the Mick Co-op Appreciate Society and so much more. And magazine Deputy Editor Ffion Thomas previews WSC issue 458 and Record Breakers brings us some Fortuna funk.Support the showWould you like to hear twice as many podcasts and longer editions of these ones, and support our print magazine? You would? Then join the WSC Supporters' Club! Sign up here: www.patreon.com/whensaturdaycomes

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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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Send me a DM here (it doesn't let me respond), OR email me: imagineabetterworld2020@gmail.comChristine Joanna Hart is an acclaimed author, survivor‑advocate, former private investigator for the News of the World, accredited psychotherapist, remote viewer, and fearless infiltrator of hidden power structures.Her life reads like a classified file: Born inside a Catholic orphanage and later adopted into a devout family with religious‑themed and childhood abuse woven beneath the surface — Christine grew up learning to navigate danger with silence and intuition as her only shields.That resilience later drew the attention of editors and operatives.For Fleet Street's darkest investigations, she was dispatched into the underworld:• Going undercover with the Real IRA• Posing as a gun‑runner• Working as an exotic dancer to gather evidence• Climbing into cars with suspected serial killers• And even calling Princess Diana directly — from her bedside phoneHigh‑stakes journalism became espionage‑adjacent survival.Years later, a stranger approached her, calling her “an asset” — and that single word cracked open chilling memories about attempts to shape her mind and identity as part of what she now describes as Project MONARCH.Today, Christine has taken back her narrative.She works at the frontlines of healing trauma and exposing covert manipulation — guiding others to reclaim their sovereignty, their psyche, and their soul.In this episode, we explore:

In this episode, Carol picks her favourite forever place, Nick wants an investigation into the forever business and they help with an after-life problem and with relocating.

On today's episode, Vince sits down with former FBI agent Martin Suarez. For 23 years,  Martin lived undercover inside Colombian cartels. Joined by Ian Frisch, who co-wrote his memoir Inside the Cartel: How an Undercover FBI Agent Smuggled Cocaine, Laundered Cash, and Dismantled a Colombian Narco-Empire, Martin reflects on the psychological toll of undercover work, the art of gaining a cartel's trust, and the scale of drug trafficking. This conversation also exposes the realities of the drug trade, and why America's approach to the war on drugs remains a challenge. Borderland is an IRONCLAD Original Buy Target Intelligence: PSYOP with Shawn Ryan: http://psyopshow.com/ Sponsors:  1stPhorm Go to ⁠https://www.1stphorm.com/borderland⁠ and get free shipping on any orders over $75, free 30 days in the app for new customers, and 110% money back guarantee on all of our products. DeleteMe Go to https://www.joindeleteme.com/IRONCLAD and use coupon code IRONCLAD, or  scan the QR code TacPack  Visit http://www.TacPack.com  and use code IRONCLAD at checkout to get a free $70 tactical gift   Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

I sat down with Keith Banks and, mate, what a ride. From joining the cops at 17 to going deep undercover in the 70s drug world, then tactical ops, corruption, grief, survivor guilt, and the long road out of PTSD. We got into the messy middle most people skip over… the drinking to sleep, the hypervigilance, the identity crash, and the moment a stranger handed him a psychiatrist’s card that changed everything. This one’s about the real cost of being the tough one, why empathy and vigilance can coexist, and how vulnerability is not just a buzzword, but the way back. If you’ve ever tried to white-knuckle your way through pain, this ep will land. SPONSORED BY TESTART FAMILY LAWYERS Website: testartfamilylawyers.com.au KEITH BANKS Website: keithbanks.com.au TIFFANEE COOK Linktree: linktr.ee/rollwiththepunches Website: tiffcook.comSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Think you're clever? These riddles will make you prove it. Packed with sneaky wordplay, hidden clues, and trick answers, this set separates quick guessers from real problem-solvers. If you solve them all, you're not just smart—you might be an undercover genius. Ready to test your wit, spot the tiny details, and beat the brainteasers that stump everyone else? Hit play and let's find out if you're secretly brilliant. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Brennan and Joe recap week 7 of the NFL season, covering the Broncos vs. Giants, Vrabel's revenge game, are the Bears for real, and are the Eagles fixed, as well as a few other games. They then recap some of the College Football scores from the weekend and play the game that's sweeping the nation. Then they quickly go over the MLB Playoffs and Fulhamerica Day. Cheers!

This week we watch a show about NFL players playing harmless, possibly boring pranks. Can anyone figure out who's really behind the camera? Will we be able to stay on the rails enough to get through this podcast? Join us as we watch "Eli Manning Presents: The Undercovers - Justin Jefferson" on Prime Video. || Theme Song: "Crooked Mile (slinky rock mix)" by Hans Atom || Outro: "I dunno" by grapes || Next Week: Guts & Glory S01E01 on AMC

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Behind every major shift in American law enforcement is someone willing to risk it all. In this episode of Zone 7, Sheryl McCollum speaks with retired FBI Special Agent Joe Pistone, better known as Donnie Brasco. His six-year infiltration of the Mafia redefined undercover work and exposed key figures within the Bonanno and Colombo families. Pistone reflects on the danger, isolation, and moral weight of living inside the mob, as well as the lasting personal cost of pursuing justice from within. Guest Bio and Links: Joe Pistone is a retired FBI Special Agent best known for his six-year undercover assignment infiltrating the Bonanno and Colombo Mafia families under the alias of Donnie Brasco. His work led to more than 200 convictions and remains one of the FBI’s most significant undercover operations. Pistone is the author of Donnie Brasco: My Undercover Life in the Mafia and continues to lecture worldwide on organized crime, covert operations, and law-enforcement ethics. Highlights: (0:00) Sheryl welcomes retired FBI Special Agent Joe Pistone to Zone 7 (2:15) The reality of deep undercover work: seven days a week and six months before any real mob conversations (7:15) Building a believable cover as a jewel thief through gem school, lock-picking, and street “swag” pricing (13:15) The line between survival and protecting citizen inside a violent criminal world (15:15) Sonny Black knowingly walks into his own execution after leaving his money, keys, and ring at the Motion Lounge (22:15) Mapping the mob, the Commission, family hierarchy, and how crews coordinated territory (31:45) Undercover is 24/7, with trust built over coffee, hard rolls with butter, and cartoons in a Brooklyn apartment (35:15) On the verge of becoming a made man before the FBI shut down the operation (37:30) The aftermath: more than 200 convictions, 17 trials, and a $500,000 contract placed on Pistone’s life (45:15) The sit-downs with Tony Mirra: Pistone describes how Sonny Black defended his life three times and reflects on the reality of undercover work (50:45) Hollywood vs. reality: the true story behind the movie Donnie Brasco Enjoying Zone 7? Leave a rating and review. Your feedback helps others find the show and supports our mission to educate, engage, and inspire. --- Sheryl “Mac” McCollum is an Emmy Award-winning CSI, a writer for CrimeOnline, forensic and crime scene expert for Crime Stories with Nancy Grace, and co-author of the textbook Cold Case: Pathways to Justice. She is the founder and director of the Cold Case Investigative Research Institute, a national collaboration that advances techniques for solving cold cases and assists families and law enforcement with unsolved homicides, missing persons, and kidnappings. Social Links: Email: coldcase2004@gmail.com Twitter: @ColdCaseTips Facebook: @sheryl.mccollum Instagram: @officialzone7podcast See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Chris Brewer returns to talk about his second book and his time undercover fighting proxy wars in countries we were never officially in. His time fighting the war on drugs in 3rd world countries is the stuff of Tom Clancy books. Join us for Locker Room LIVE! (almost) Every Wednesday at 8:30 PST on YouTube, where we discuss our thoughts on current events and modern society. Remember to support this podcast by leaving a review. You can also visit www.warstoriesofficial.com to listen to older episodes, buy merchandise, become a patron here, and follow us on Instagram and Facebook.

In our conversation, I talk with Jimmy Darts author of his new book Undercover KindnessSaying Yes to Love, No to Fear, and Embracing the Life-Changing Power of Ordinary Generosity. Jimmy is a star in the world of social media best known for his heartwarming "random acts of kindness" and "giveback" videos that inspire more than twenty million followers to pay it forward and spread positivity in the world. He is GoFundMe's top organizer of fundraisers started for others, and his work has been featured in media outlets including CNN, Fox News, and Today. We discuss the transformative power of kindness, the importance of maintaining a soft heart, and the role of questions in personal growth. We explore how to navigate disappointment with hope, the significance of generosity, and the beauty in everyday life. Our discussion emphasizes the value of attention and presence in relationships, the necessity of forgiveness for personal freedom, and the idea of living an integrated life filled with childlike faith and purpose. Takeaways Questions can be a catalyst for change. Maintaining a soft heart is essential for personal growth. Disappointment can lead to deeper hope and understanding. Generosity is a key to living a fulfilling life. We must actively seek beauty in the world around us. Paying attention to others can transform relationships. Childlike faith allows us to embrace life fully. Forgiveness is crucial for our own freedom. Living an integrated life means valuing every moment and interaction. Everyone has equal value and deserves kindness. Chapters 00:00 Introduction and Background 02:58 The Power of Questions 05:52 Maintaining a Soft Heart 08:47 Navigating Disappointment and Hope 12:00 Understanding Choice and Attitude 15:41 The Role of Generosity 19:01 Recognizing Opportunities for Kindness 21:41 The Ripple Effect of Kindness 24:50 The Importance of Perspective 27:58 Stewarding Your Heart and Mind 31:12 The Power of Small Acts 34:16 The Impact of Kindness on Identity 36:06 Valuing People and Paying Attention 39:12 Forgiveness as a Path to Freedom 43:05 Childlike Faith and Its Importance 51:20 Living an Integrated Life

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In this episode, we delve into Antifa — the alleged anti-fascist group labeled by the President of the United States as a domestic terrorist organization. Through firsthand undercover experience, we explore what happens inside these meetings, how young radicals are drawn in, and the dangerous illusion of being “on the right side of history.

416: Ed Marks | Amsterdam Marathon | NSW 10000m Championships This weeks episode is sponsored by The Running Warehouse Ballarat Marathon The Running Warehouse Ballarat Marathon is back in April next year with flat and fast courses … an amazing atmosphere and heaps of fun.  Sign up today at ballaratmarathon.com.au before this very popular event sells out.  Brad manages his calf by prioritising cross training over running. Julian rediscovers the fire for racing. Brady keeps his spirits up as Sweat Vs Steam gets closer. IRP Partner Offer: Saily have teamed up with Inside Running Podcast to offer an exclusive 15% discount on Saily data plans! It's an eSIM service app that lets you choose from a huge range of affordable data plans in over 190 countries and 8 regions Visit: https://saily.com/insiderunning  Ed Marks joins to chat to catch up where he's been, why he had to take time off at National Cross Championships, lining up for National Road Championships Burnie 10. This week's running news is presented by Axil Coffee. Geoffrey Kipchumba of Kenya won the Amsterdam Marathon in 2:03:30, with Joshua Cheptegei fifth in 2:04:52. Aynalem Desta of Ethiopia won in 2:17:37 ahead of compatriot Bertukan Welde. Official Results World Majors candidate race Cape Town Marathon cancelled hours before start due to severe winds overnight. Official Press Release Cicely Brown and Ed Goddard win 10000m Championships at The Crest, Bankstown. Results Enjoy 20% off your first Axil Coffee order! Use code IRP20 at checkout. Shop now at axilcoffee.com.au Moose goes on the Loose with parents burdened with travel and shoes not designed for running, while Brady goes loose on kids growing up too quick on bicarb and ultras.  The Whispers talk about a rising star set for a sponsorship deal, more news around the Melbourne Marathon course and a little info on a Melbourne Half podium winner. This episode's Listener Q's/Training Talk segment is proudly brought to you by Precision Fuel & Hydration. This week we go deep on how to keep the balance between home life and chasing high mileage. Visit precisionhydration.com for more info on hydration and fuelling products and research, and use the discount code given in the episode. Patreon Link: https://www.patreon.com/insiderunningpodcast   Opening and Closing Music is Undercover of my Skin by Benny Walker. www.bennywalkermusic.com Join the conversation at: https://www.facebook.com/insiderunningpodcast/

Als "Ali" enthüllt Günter Wallraff die brutalen Arbeitsbedingungen der "Gastarbeiter". Sein Buch "Ganz unten" erscheint am 21.10.1985 und schockiert die Bevölkerung. Von Veronika, Biermann, Ulrich Bock.

Two days.Undercover at two Antifa events in two different cities.In both places, they were trying to catch me.And in both places, they failed.This is what I do to get you the far left's latest propaganda, and show you their most current organizing strategies.Decode The Left with Karlyn Borysenko is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit karlyn.substack.com/subscribe

Lou Valoze comes on the podcast to talk about his years as an undercover agent and his views on gun control.