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It's Fake News Friday with Andrew Lawton and Harrison Faulkner! This week, the CBC attempted to debunk the “conspiracy theory” that a London facility was producing crickets for human consumption. Unfortunately for the state broadcaster, the facility's developers acknowledge that crickets are in fact being made for humans. Whoops –another failed attempt by the CBC to debunk a “conspiracy theory.” Next up on the cancellation block is – surprise, surprise – Winston Churchill. According to an op-ed in the CBC, the leader who defeated the rise of fascism in Europe has “outdated views” and should no longer be commemorated as per the standards of 2022. Lastly, news that really matters to Canadians – do Nanaimo bars have flour in them? This week, Conservative leadership candidate Pierre Poilievre was blasted for promoting the story of a baker who's expenses for flour, eggs and butter has risen due to inflation, making it harder to bake Canada's national treat: Nanaimo bars. Time for some top-tier journalisming to figure out if these tasty treats have flour! Tune in to Fake News Friday on True North!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Whoops... someone forgot to hit the record button on the 1st go around (YIKES)... but we still have those Week 1 LOCKS for you! Thank you 910 Coastal BBQ for the Smoke of the Week! We cover...   Perdue vs Penn State Pitt vs WVU VT vs ODU NCSU vs ECU Utah vs FL Kentucky vs MIA (OH)   COME GET THESE LOCKS!

The ultimate conclusion to the 4 part series. The entire world waits with bated breath for the answer to what's OUT THERE. See how I did that? That's how you know it's going to be good. Clever stuff. Clever stuff. Oh! Am I still typing? Whoops! Just gotta take my fingers off the keyb 

SO THAT HAPPENED. Brian recorded an entire hour episode...with no sound. So as a replacement, Brian hosts an episode with Lion of Liberty, and the official Dr. Science, “JB”, and Dan Smotz of the TSID Podcast, for a VERY drunk substitution podcast. It's actually better than the original. Check out The System is Down Podcast! https://thesystemisdown.tv/ Join our Patreon or Locals! https://.patreon.com/lionsofliberty or https://lionsofliberty.locals.com/ Head on over to https://galacterra.com/ and enter in the discount code “Lions” to save 30% off of your purchase of delta-8 sleep gummies. Listen to the BOHRing Podcast! https://redcircle.com/shows/bohring

S7E1 Tess and Alyce chat about Tess' Spring garden. Tess is a beginner gardener with a mid-sized suburban garden in Melbourne with two planter boxes in her south-facing backyard and room for pots in her north-facing front yard. In this episode, find our Tess' plans for her Spring garden plus all of the tips from Alyce on making it a success!  EPISODE NOTE: literally every time we say succession planning we mean crop rotation! Whoops, sorry for the mix up! ~~~ Rooting for You is hosted by Tess and Alyce, artwork by @lorynjanene You can find us at https://www.alycealexandra.com/rooting-for-you-pod or email us at rootingforyou@alycealexandra.com Tess and Alyce acknowledge the traditional owners of the land where we live and grow our gardens, the Wurundjeri and Bunurong peoples of the eastern Kulin Nations. We pay our respects to Elders, past and present. Always was, always will be, Aboriginal Land.

Whoops!! Sorry everyone!! It's been a CRAZY couple weeks for the boys, but OH HOW THEY'VE MISSED YOU AND THEIR SHOWS!! After getting into the hot goss around Vanderpump Rules & RHOBH and Matthew confessing that he hasn't watched a lick of RHODu for weeks now (13:22), Eddie and Matthew get into Shep's insane behavior on Southern Charm (18:43), Heavenly's revelation(?) on Married to Medicine (27:23), and the wrap up to the Jamaica trip on RHOA (32:13).

 RHODu - 13:22
 Southern Charm - 18:43 
M2M - 27:23 
RHOA - 32:13

Annoy me with all your heart. (Part 12)- A Spring Break 13-part Novel.Annoy Me with all your heart.By FinalStand. The player above contains the intro section. Listen to the complete episode by clicking here, at Steamy Stories. “Come here, Mercy,” Rio coaxed, “On your back, my little slut, and spread those legs.” I wished I could see what she was up to because soon Mercy was moaning and gurgling all over the place.“Please, Rio,” Mercy pleaded, “please, ”“Do you like that?” Rio teased. “Wiggle that ass for me, then, Baby.”“Ah, oh, Rio, I love you,” Mercy moaned. SMACK!“None of that, you skank,” Rio snapped. “You are my toy, nothing more.”“Yes,” sobbed Mercy.“Good girl,” Rio responded. Mercy gave off a hiccup, then a gasp of pleasure. “You know you are my tight-ass whore; right?” Her victim lurched and moaned several more times.“Yes, yes, I understand,” Mercy gasped. “I'm yours, whenever, you want.” SMACK!“Good girl. Now shake that ass, Bitch,” Rio continued. Mercy began making choking, sobbing sounds. “Don't you dare cum until you get me off. Work that tongue like you mean it.” I could now visualize Rio and Mercy in a sixty-nine, Rio on top, with a dildo up Mercy's butt.While figuring that out, I almost missed Iona starting to spasm on my face. I could feel her vagina contracting on my tongue. One hand was yanking and releasing my hair while the fingernails on the other dug into my shoulder. I moved my tongue and latched onto her clit with my lips and sucked on it for all I was worth.“Ah, oh, oh, oh, ZANE!!!!!” Iona screamed. Her fluids dripped over my nose, into my mouth, and down my chin, but that wasn't my problem. My problem was that Iona's body was convulsing, bending her backward toward the head of the bed and me forward into Barbie Lynn. Of course, if I couldn't stop Iona's progress, she'd topple onto Barbie Lynn too.“Oh, Godfuckdamn!” Barbie exploded as I rammed my full length into her inadvertently. “Jesus, love, ” which was cut off by her orgasm taking over. Her anal muscles constricted and that was it for me. Hot semen shot down Barbie's gut, causing her to scream even louder. My whole body was trembling from my ejaculation, plus the strain the two women were putting on me.Somehow I hung on long enough for Iona to reach behind her, catching the headboard, while Barbie Lynn extended her arms up to brace Iona from tumbling over.“Fuck, yeah, that's what I'm talking about,” Rio laughed. “Mercy, you can come now.”“Uh, uh, thank, oh, God,” Mercy gasped out. “Rio, Um, ugh,” she choked out before she buried her face into Rio's pussy and muffled further expressions of ecstasy.“Gurr,” Rio growled, before burying her face into the top of Mercy's thigh. I figured by Mercy's thrashing that Rio took a bit of a nip out of her playmate's flesh. In a shuddering heap of sweaty flesh, Iona, Barbie Lynn, and I flopped onto the bed without anyone being crushed. They lay there while I remained on my knees.“Damn,” Valerie chuckled, “I feel like a virgin all over again.”“Hell, I need to take a shower and I just sat here,” Gorman agreed. I moved between Barbie Lynn and Iona. “Fuck, he's still hard.”“Zane's like that,” Barbie Lynn laughed between gasps of breath. “He's always hard after the first round, God bless his soul.”Iona snuggled into me, kissing my chest between gulps of air.“It's only been thirty minutes,” Iona sighed. “We'll let him recharge a little bit before going at him again.”“Yes, my butt hurts,” Barbie Lynn added. “I won't be ready for, say an hour.”Rio dismounted Mercy and rolled next to Barbie Lynn.“Mercy, get up here and kiss me, damn it,” Rio breathed huskily. Mercy staggered around on all fours and crawled up Rio's body until she straddled her. A dreamy smile on her face, Mercy went to kiss Rio on the lips but Rio stopped her.“No, you don't, you cunt,” Rio chastised her. “Here,” she indicated her chin. Mercy kissed it. Rio then led Mercy on a slow quest over her nose, cheeks, earlobe, and finally the lips. Rio grabbed Mercy's hips and pulled the older girl down on top of her.“Okay, I have to ask; how did Rio end up in bed with Mercy? Mercy is one of my better martial artists and Rio is, well, Rio, kind of an annoying little twerp,” Gorman wondered.“I won her playing bingo,” was Rio's smarmy comeback.“They developed a relationship when you put her in our path,” I was a bit more honest. “Mercy discovered something about herself and someone in Rio who could satisfy her needs.” To emphasize the point, Rio spanked Mercy's ass hard and the girl humped Rio in response.“So, besides Cappadocia, are there any of my other girls you, have a relationship with?” Dana inquired. She even leaned forward on the chair she was sitting on.“What makes you think Cappy and I have a thing?” I asked.“On Monday,” Dana rolled her eyes at my naiveté, “she hated you and on Wednesday, she couldn't keep her eyes off of you and couldn't drive the other teammates out of the gym for your, private lesson. Just because I'm over thirty doesn't mean I'm soft in the head.”“That's not fair, Coach,” Rio smiled past Mercy. “We never thought you were bright.”Before I could say or do anything, Barbie Lynn elbowed her.“Ow!” Rio snickered. “Why are you hitting me?”“I owe you. You said a bad thing, and Zane says never fight yesterday's battles. Now that the Coach is no longer the bad girl, we don't pick on her,” Barbie Lynn explained.“But I'm always annoying,” Rio countered. “Why is this time special?”“Rio, don't you think Zane deserves a break? He's always throwing himself onto the train tracks for you and you give him shit for it,” Barbie Lynn sounded a bit cross. “After all, you wouldn't have Mercy if you'd had your way. Zane was right about you being good for the rest of us to know, and he was right about saving Mercy. I trust him about Coach because I trust you too.”“Trust, smust, I'll keep my spank-o-matic,” Rio grimaced. She clearly got Barbie Lynn's point but admitting it at the moment wasn't in her. “So, does anyone want to give Mercy a hard spanking? If not, I'm going to get my big strap-on and ream her ass until she is so hoarse, she can't scream anymore.”“Don't you think you two need to grow together before using the ‘OMG' model?” I warned her. That thing would tear Mercy's unprepared butt to shreds. I reached over Barbie Lynn and spanked Mercy four times, two to each ass cheek. She yelped and jolted with each contact, and while tears welled in her eyes, she couldn't have been happier.“I'm getting my favorite strap-on, then,” Rio wiggled from under Mercy.“Hold her back,” Valerie joked. “She's lost her mind.” Mercy buried her face in the bed, shook her head, and raised her butt up in the air. “Fine, if it's the Spas-monkey you want, so be it.”“Have some of this,” Barbie Lynn fished out the lubricant and handed it to Mercy. “I don't know how patient Rio is going to be when she gets back.”Rio, who was only a few feet away getting out and attaching her strap-on, stuck out her tongue at Valerie and Barbie. “Spaz-monkey? I prefer Vibrator-Bunny, or didn't you two get my tweet?”“How about Vibrating Spaz?” Iona suggested. Rio howled and charged the bed.“That's it,” she giggled, “that tight little virgin butt-hole is mine!” Iona squawked and buried herself under my side.“That's my virgin butt to nurture and enjoy, bro, not yours,” I taunted Rio as I reached around and put a comforting arm around Iona. I wasn't sure how Iona would take that. Her kisses to my ribs ended those worries.“I'll nipple twist you for her,” Rio grinned. Belying her threat, she was lining up behind Mercy while Mercy was rubbing lube all along her ass cleft and anus.“I never considered the benefits of anal sex in a school full of virgin school girls,” Valerie mused. “Oral sex, I expected, but not anal.”“Somehow, when the Founders created the Purity Pledge, I suspect they were forbidding all kinds of intercourse, but they never counted on Zane,” Dana stated.“Rio, I'm not going to take you on in a contest you love and I hate,” I smiled. “How about a shoot-off? I'll spot you two orgasms.”“Four,” Rio hissed. She'd spread the oil over her dildo and was slowly pushing it into the ass of Mercy. Mercy had her face still buried in the sheets, her fists balled up and her hips pushing back.“Uh, uh, uh,” Mercy groaned, as Rio penetrated with short jabs. She rested her hands on Mercy's shoulder and neck.“Okay, now I'm grateful I sleep on my back,” Valerie commented. “I promised Zane I wouldn't break her, but if I felt that poking my hiney, I'd stick it somewhere she'd not soon forget.”“Do the world a favor and stick it in her mouth,” Dana smirked.“Hardy, har-har,” Rio chuckled. She reached down beside Mercy, retrieved her vibrator, and began rubbing it along that girl's pussy slit and clit. Barbie Lynn reached for my cock and began stroking it, rubbing it along her ass and between her cheeks.“I need another beer,” Dana sighed. “All this is doing is reminding me that plastic doesn't really get the job done.”“Get me a Coke and I'll get the popcorn,” Valerie said. “After all, I have an open invitation to join whenever I want.” I had to wonder when that had happened, then I remembered Rio and her big mouth.Iona had settled in on her side, head propped up on her elbow, as she watched me push into Barbie Lynn once more. I had my hands on her hip and thigh, pushing in with more force this time around.“Feels, so, good,” Barbie Lynn sighed, as my cock filled up her rectum. “Make me feel good, Daddy.”I lifted up her left leg, then gingerly took her wounded leg and raised it to my shoulder as well. As I felt the deep reaches of her bowels envelop me, Barbie Lynn arched her back and let out a sob of joy.“Oh, that's what I need,” she moaned, “That's what I've missed.”Unlike our first round, this time we were raw with our hunger for one another. I kneaded her breasts, teasing and pulling the nipples from time to time. Her body was folded up so that our faces were close enough for me to lock onto those gorgeous bedroom blue eyes. Barbie licked her lips and blew kisses at me.I was so into Barbie sensually that I almost missed Mercy going off next to us.“Oh God, oh fuck, oh God!” she verbally exploded. “Please!!!” Rio kept up the slap, slap, slap of her thighs against Mercy's butt.“Don't you give up on me, Bitch,” Rio taunted her. She grabbed a handful of Mercy's hair and pulled her shoulder up off the bed until she was balancing on her hands and knees.Rio shot a look my way and mouthed ‘I love you' as she kept working Mercy over into one cascading orgasm after another. I was pounding deep into Barbie Lynn's tight orifice, Rio was happy, and Iona was giving me a dreamy, contented look. Life could hardly be better.“Zane, we need to, Oh, My God!” Virginia Goodswell cried out in a shocked voice.Faculty Spectators in Zane's Bedroom“Here, have my seat, Virginia,” Gorman grinned. “You look like you are about to fall over.” I hadn't even heard Dana or Valerie return.“Zane, what are you doing?” Virginia questioned.“I'm a little busy,” I ground out. Fucking was hard, attention intensive, and pleasurable work.“Virginia, he's having anal intercourse with Barbie Lynn Masters,” Dana chuckled. “I thought that would have been obvious. Rio Talon is using a strap-on and a dildo on Mercy Chaplain, and Iona, having been touched and licked to two orgasms, is sitting this round out.”“I can see that and, Dana, what are you doing here?” Virginia, my Spiritual Advisor, asked.“I'm unemployed so they aren't my students anymore,” Dana snorted. “Also, Zane's got one of the few illegal internet hook-up plus satellite TV. My apartment is a tomb, comparatively.”“This was the farthest thing from my mind when I learned my Dad was sending me to an All-Girl Christian University,” Valerie added.“It is the skirts,” Rio giggled. “Zane can't keep his hands off the skirts.”“In my experience, Zane has the pathological desire to worship the female form,” Iona joined in.“Listen, I knew Zane was having, relationships, but coming in and finding him in bed with four women, girls, students is a bit much to wrap my mind around,” Virginia related. “My sex life has been a bit vanilla.”“I prefer to think of mine as disappointing,” Dana confessed.“All my boyfriends have lived under threat of dismemberment, so I've had it pretty safe too,” Valerie stated.“Threat of dismemberment?” Virginia stammered.“She's a member of a major criminal biker organization in the Rockies,” Dana informed her.“We are a motorcycle club,” Valerie defended her family.“I'm having sex here,” I growled. “If you don't mind, ”“We are good, Zane,” Valerie replied. “Don't worry about us, and Barbie needs you.”“Gee, thanks,” I grumbled, but she was right; Barbie Lynn needed my attention.“Ms. Palmer, every one of your known associates, except your baby sister, has a criminal record,” Dana said.“I've never been convicted of anything,” Val countered, “and Mom got off on a bad search.”Mercy cried out as Rio shifted to sharp powerful jabs with her artificial cock.“I've got a record,” Rio crowed proudly.“That only means you were sloppy enough to get caught,” Valerie pointed out.“It wasn't my fault; I ran out of road while driving a stolen Porsche,” Rio told us.“You stole a Porsche?” Valerie asked.“How do you run out of road in an expensive, high-performance sports car?” Virginia wondered.“Yes, take that, Mercy, you bitch,” slap, slap, “I stole a Porsche and I ran out of road when I cruised into another car showroom on the far side of town. Who knew that those dumb sons-of-bitches didn't put a back way out that place?”“Rio, why did you steal something that didn't belong to you in the first place?” Iona begged to know.“Blame drugs, teenage hormones, or the fact that it was a school night, I hadn't studied for a test the next day, and this sounded like the best way of not having to take it,” Rio suggested.I would have told them that was Rio-speak for 'I have no idea' except I'd finally stretched Barbie Lynn's hamstrings to the point we had our tongues entwined, mouths pressed, and teeth nibbling on each other's lips like famished lovers. I could feel her anal spasm vibrating up through her body and her lungs fighting for air. She was getting close and I thought it was going to be a big one.“That would be an exhibition of low impulse control,” Dana chided Rio.“I think it shows poor life choices,” Virginia stated.“I think it shows she's fucking nuts,” Valerie declared.“Fine, whatever, but I'm one of the two people fucking a sweet piece of ass while you dykes are sitting on the sidelines,” Rio taunted them.“You are my students,” Virginia began, “I don't, ” She was interrupted by Barbie Lynn.“Ugh, Oh, Lord Jesus, Zane,” she gasped then, “Aye!” she screamed so loud I was afraid my brain would explode. She kept trying to buck me off and thrash about so violently that I was afraid she'd hurt herself, or me.I rode that wave for almost a minute before Barbie Lynn made one final strenuous effort, then went limp in my arms. I gently shifted her legs down my sides to rest on the bed. I remained propped over her until her eyes focused on me and an ephemeral smile graced her lips.“Um, sleepy,” she purred.“Okay, Babe,” I said, then kissed her nose. Her eyes closed and her breathing became low and regular. “Okay,” I whispered once again. I slowly withdrew from her and slid down the bed.“What was that?” Virginia asked softly.“I'm pretty sure that was an orgasm,” Dana responded.“No, I think that was fucking a girl into unconsciousness,” Valerie countered.“Ugh, ugh, uh, Rio, oh, yeah, it hurts,” Mercy moaned.“And here goes the other one,” Dana chuckled.“I know it hurts, Mercy-slut, now cum for your Momma,” Rio groaned to Mercy as he pressed her body onto Mercy's back.“Ugh, I, I'm, trying,” Mercy gasped out, then she screamed as Rio rammed the vibrator onto Mercy's clit and flicked it onto the high setting. “Oh, Fuck Me!!” she screamed. Mercy's body fell forward prostrate on the bed, her lungs fighting for air and her thighs and ass shaking uncontrollably.“Zane, does this kind of thing hap-, oh, my God, Zane, you are still hard,” Virginia exclaimed.“Honestly,” I sighed, “if I had fewer beautiful women in my life, I'd have more blood to the brain to think straight with.” I finished up by opening my wardrobe and taking out a robe.“Now I'm going to take a shower, get re-hydrated, then come back here and see if I can convince Iona to give me a little more of her time,” I continued.“I'll join you,” Rio grinned, as she slipped off the strap-on.“I'll come along as well,” Iona said as she popped off the bed, only to end up on wobbly legs.“No,” Virginia commanded, “Zane showers alone. You two aren't even dressed so there is no way you are going out there among all those other girls sticky with sex.”Rio traipsed over to my dresser and pulled out two of my dress shirts. She tossed one to Iona and put on the other.“See, I'm dressed,” Rio declared.“No, you are not; that shirt isn't even buttoned,” Virginia responded. At this point, I walked out of the room and toward the shower near the hot tub (as opposed to the one by the sauna).PAIGE REVISITEDWith the looks I was getting, I almost wished I could back up. Some of the fifty or so girls at my place wondered what the hell all that screaming was about, a few knew what it was but couldn't believe the volume of the noise, and a few came up and kissed me.“Hey, Slugger,” Opal teased me after a deep tongue tackle. “Who in the hell where you giving it to?”Brandi came up and wrapped an arm around Opal's arm.“It was Barbie Lynn,” Paige snuck up on me and volunteered. “I recognize her inflections.” Her ghosting up on me yet again wasn't the most disturbing part of the young albino maiden; it was the burning hunger in her eyes.“You took Barbie Lynn's virginity?” Millicent Pierce questioned me somewhat fearfully.“That's not the hole Zane goes up,” Opal grinned wickedly. Millicent instinctively covered her backside.“Can you imagine how good that had to feel to make Barbie Lynn scream that loud?” Paige purred. Uh, oh, that was some serious trouble being aimed my way.“Does that hurt?” Millicent murmured.“Yeah, it hurts so much that Barbie Lynn hunts Zane down every other night and has sex with him until she can no longer move,” Opal exaggerated. “Speaking of which, where is our real Dorm Mother?”“She's asleep in bed,” I admitted, somewhat shame-facedly. Millicent looked blown away.“Can I go see her?” Millicent asked.“She's my lover, not an exhibit,” I informed her. “Let her sleep in peace.” I moved through the little crowd and entered the shower.The hot water cascaded over my body, erasing the fatigue from my tired muscles and cleaning my sweaty body and the sex off my cock. Getting out proved that not only did sexually repressed young ladies like to ogle my naked form, but they also paid no attention to my desires. I caught Paige and Millicent sneaking back out of my room with Rio and Iona in tow.“She looks so, peaceful,” Millicent muttered.“What part of leave her alone did you not understand?” I growled angrily.“Spank the naughty bitches,” Rio egged me on.“They didn't do anything to wake Barbie Lynn up,” Iona defended them.“I'm sorry,” Millicent apologized. Paige looked anything but contrite, challenging my gaze instead.“Fine, spank Snowflake here,” Rio persisted.“What? No Edgar Winters reference?” Paige shot back while keeping her eyes on me.“Paige,” I said in a deadly even tone, “apologize or leave.”“Or what?” she taunted. I nodded and took a deep breath.“Oh, you are going to get it now, you skank,” Rio chuckled. Instead, I walked past them all and went to my room.“That was a bit disappointing,” Paige sneered. No one else said anything for a second, then Iona clued in.“Whoops, Paige, Zane will be right back,” Iona commented.“I can hardly wait,” she said sarcastically.In the room, Virginia and Dana had moved to the small sofa on the far side of the room, deep in quiet conversation. Mercy had curled up next to a sleeping Barbie Lynn, and Barbie Lynn looked like some angel, confident, sleeping, and almost otherworldly in her beauty. Before I could hope to enjoy it, I had to get dressed and resolve an issue.I raced through dressing back into my school uniform and walked outside.“Now you are going to get it,” Rio whispered to Paige. Paige snorted.“Paige, you brought me word about Heaven and I owe you for that, so if we can agree that you are going to respect me and my personal space, I'm going to forget about you going to my bedroom uninvited,” I laid it out for her.“And if I don't?” she confronted me.“I pick you up, throw you over my shoulder, and toss you out of the dorm, and you won't be invited back until you grow a personality that isn't all conceited douche,” I answered.“You can't and you won't,” Paige shook her head.“Reality check, Paige,” I grinned. “I'll ask Cordelia to keep you away, and while she likes you, she needs me more, and you don't have the stones to go against Cordelia, do you?”“Is that the best you have, Zane?” Paige sniffed derisively.“Paige, you are a really smart girl, but Cordelia has several really smart girls,” I pointed out. “What matters is how many friends you have compared to how many friends I have. How does that math work out for you?”“That doesn't mean anything,” Paige responded defensively.“Good enough. I don't really feel like arguing,” I shrugged. I swept up on Paige, who had some good reaction time but no skill. I had her up and over my shoulder in three seconds flat.“Put me down!” she squawked. I headed down the stairs, her fists beating my back and her legs kicking.“Bye-bye, ya whore,” Rio chuckled. It didn't take much imagination to know that Iona was glaring at Rio for that comment.“Stop, put me down,” Paige struggled. After we made the elevator, “You can put me down now.” I didn't respond because I wasn't hearing what I needed to hear and I didn't feel like engaging her in conversation.“Please, don't,” she tried, once we landed on the first floor, but to no effect. I took her to the dorm door, kicked it open, and stepped out.“Here you go,” I said as I deposited her. I had no idea how far past tears she'd gotten.“I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,” she snarled. “Okay? Happy? You win and I lose. You are the popular kid and I'm not.”“No, I'm not happy,” I answered calmly. “This never had anything to do with me beating you up; it had to deal with you constantly slapping me around and I got sick of it. Paige, you got so sick of being bullied, you became a bully.” She clearly didn't believe me. “You are pretty and smart, and you use these qualities as a scalpel to cut people up.”“What would you know about it?” she snapped. “You've always been Mr. Popular.”“Take into account I was in a normal private school for my first ten years. Yes, I was one of the popular kids; good looking, the right parents, and pretty smart. I also knew the social hierarchy and I was certainly unkind to my fair share other students.”“Before you go beating me over the head with you being albino, please understand: I don't care. My parents are gone, dead. I'm never getting them back. You are a slender, smart girl with gorgeous hair who has two parents who probably love you very much,” I smiled. “I only wish you would lead off with those traits instead of constantly reminding everyone how fucking condescending you can be.”Paige looked at me for half a minute, studying me, perhaps looking for some understanding of me. Good luck with that; I barely understand me and I'm inside my head.“Does this mean I can go back inside?” she finally inquired.“Yes. All I wanted was a simple apology, and technically, you are still on the dorm sidewalk so I haven't finished throwing you out yet,” I replied.“Just like that?” she snorted. “You are such an idiot.”“What did I warn you about leading with the grey matter?” I scowled. She seemed to weigh her next words.“You said I was 'very pretty',” she mused, changing the direction of the conversation suddenly.“Well, yes, you have a flawless complexion girls would kill for and, as I said earlier, I really like you hair,” I stated. “It is gorgeous.” I put my arm around her shoulder, spun us around, and went back inside. As we boarded the elevator for the return trip, Paige tapped my hand.“What's with all this?” she indicated my casual embrace.“When you aren't trying to piss me off, I honestly like you, Paige,” I confided in her.“You seem to live your life by making some rather irrational decisions,” she noted.“Paige, you see life as chess while I see it as Scrabble,” I grinned. “For you, it is move and countermove. I tend to see life being something that gives you a constantly changing group of options that you make the most of.”“Oh,” she seemed to digest that, then she said, “I apologize for calling you an idiot. You are a moron; I should have seen the difference.” I laughed from deep within.“I'm a moron,” I teased her. “I bet you've never been held by a boy like this before because if you had, you would know this gives the guy a perfect vantage point to look down your shirt.”Paige clutched her shirt tightly in a fist, blocking my view. She looked bitter and offended.“30-B, a translucent white with lace trim bra,” I told her. “Good choice, but I get the impression you don't wear it as a normal part of your school attire. Wearing it for me?”“What makes you think, ” she started, then “Yes.”“What was the plan?” I inquired.“I was going to spill water all over my chest by accident, ask for one of your shirts to replace it, and for you to show me where it was,” she smiled slyly. “With my bra and your libido, plus a little playful contact, I'd get you into bed.” She was highly confident.“Nice,” I admitted, “but it wouldn't have worked.”“Why not?” she seemed slightly offended. My money was, her insecurities about her body not measuring up to Barbie Lynn's curves were behind that.“I would have given you a robe and sent Iona down to her room to get you a spare,” I informed her. “Your only flaw in the plan is that I find you inherently untrustworthy.”“Why do you say that?” she was now really offended.“Paige, you use people. It is your default relationship approach,” I explained. “It is not so much a bad thing as it is predictable. Someone as smart as you can do better.”“You don't seem to mind it when Cordelia treats you that way,” she countered. We were at the door to my place.“If you will recall, Cordelia told me to kiss her as part of my Handmaiden's Duty,” I reminded Paige. “Now, if you want to be a Cordelia substitute, go ahead, I'll still spend time with you if you like. I only think you need a friend who should point out that people are people from time to time.”“Now you want to be my friend, Zane?” she mocked me.“I'll be your friend, but you have to wear this sexy blood red stocking, garter, bossier, bra and choker combination. It will make your flesh glow like it is on fire,” I grinned lasciviously.“I thought you wanted to see my flawless skin devoid of obstructions,” Paige said.“I'll dress you up in it, and if you don't like it, I'll remove it too,” I smile mischievously. She looked at me, her mighty mental calculator going over where the conversation was going.“Why do you see me differently than everyone else?” she asked.“Give me some leeway,” I requested, then bent down slightly, slipped a hand under her skirt, making her jump minutely, and ran my middle finger under her underwear band into her pussy.She bit her lip but kept staring intently at me as I moved that finger up and down, back and forth, until it was covered in her fluids. I sunk my forefinger in and did the same. I removed my hand and brought the forefinger to my lips. As I sucked the liquid off and savored the taste, I caught Paige licking her lips in sympathetic hunger.I pointed my middle finger at her mouth and pushed it forward, daring her to take it in her mouth. She barely resisted and was soon running her tongue along my finger inside her mouth, cleaning it off. I pulled it out and she grinned at me seductively.“You stick your middle finger into my mouth with my vaginal secretions on it, that is a not so subtle 'I'm going to fuck you'; right?” she teased.“I could say 'I'll tell you when I figure out if I'm a moron or an idiot,' but I'd rather tell the truth. You piss me off,” I confessed, “and I want to hammer you through my bed and into the floor. I want to make you scream, cry, and look down on you with your face glowing from the exertion and your hair damp with your sweat.”Paige's eyes grew wide and her breaths deepened as I told her what I wanted and expected.“Don't worry, though,” I said as I leaned in. She expected a kiss on the lips but I went for the forehead instead, “because it will never happen. Bye now.”“What!” she squalled, grabbing my arm as I tried to move past her. “Why not?”I looked back at her and grinned evilly.“Gotcha!” I smirked. “That's what it feels like when someone yanks your chain. If you still want to go up with me, know I won't screw with you again unless you screw with me.” She didn't react for the longest time so I finally turned back up the stairs.“The point of all this was making you want to screw me,” Paige laughed as she ran to my side.I've said it before and I'll say it again, women are fucking nuts, and I'll grow crazy or end up dead trying to understand them. I could try to run away from the jumble of contradictions and obfuscations that was Paige Zeller but where is the fun in that?“I'm not kicking anyone out of the bedroom,” I cautioned her.“That's fine,” she announced happily, “you do your best work when you have an audience.”“We really need to work on your romantic technique,” I lectured her.“Zane, I want you for your physical prowess,” Paige countered. “If I want mental stimulation, I have this e-pal in Taipei who I regularly communicate with.”“I repeat, you need to work on how you romance your partner,” I grumbled. We opened the door when we reached the top of the stairs and got a few stares as they tried to figure out what was going on. I debated what to do (I was sort of hungry) when Paige dragged me toward the bedroom.“Oh! Pay up, pay up,” Opal called out.“Damn,” bitched Rio. “I keep hoping my boy Zane will develop some standards, but oh, well.”“They were betting on you bringing me back for sex?” Paige whispered, but her desire was glowing bright. I shook my head and chuckled.“Don't worry about it; I still see you as a whirling vortex of passionate lust,” I assured her.We passed around the Chinese screens that separated my area from the rest of the floor and I was relieved to see everyone but Barbie Lynn had left, and Barbie had curled up on the near side of the bed and was still asleep. As we moved around the bed, Paige's resolve began to falter.“Sit down, let's talk,” I said softly. Paige was clearly confused.“The most powerful tool in sex is the brain,” I continued. “I want to know you a little better first.”“I should be great at this,” she replied.“How many boys have you kissed?” I asked as we sat down. She looked surprised by the question.“Two,” was her curt response. “Zane, I want you to take my virginity.” Now it was my turn to be surprised, but I was only put off for a moment.“Tell me about those two times,” I persisted. Paige had started tugging her shirt out from her skirt and was clearly not pleased with my request.“Zane, didn't you hear me? I want you to pop my cherry, break me in, fuck my vagina, whatever you want to call it,” she told me.“Yes,” I nodded, “and I'm looking forward to that, but answer the question please.”“I, I've been kissed by two boys, one kiss per boy,” she replied, but I could tell there was more to it.“Do I have to play twenty questions with you?” I gave an exasperated sigh. Paige flushed with anger.“Fine, damn it,” she growled. “The first boy, I paid to kiss me on the lips. He did so, and he looked at me like he wanted to throw up.” That looked like it hurt her to admit.“The second time, it was a joke, a dare. I closed my eyes, he kissed me on the lips, and then I heard the applause. They congratulated him for kissing the freak,” she recited with anguish. “They laughed at me while I ran away.” She looked furious and miserable at the same time.I tilted her head up toward me. I let my first kiss barely brush her lips. I let her study my reaction, and then I kissed her again.The third kiss pressed our lips together, and on the fourth, our tongues touched. The fifth saw her wrap her arms around me and hold me tight for nearly a minute. She was panting for breath when we came up for air. I used that moment to pick her up and place us both farther into the bed.“Eep!” she exclaimed, then she started to giggle. I straddled her and dove in to nibble her neck. Paige beat at my chest with her fists but couldn't stop laughing. “That tickles!” We fell back into kissing for a while; Paige didn't need to rush into sex despite her declared desires. “Shouldn't we take our clothes off?”I responded to that by sitting up, grabbing her shirt in both hands over the breasts, and ripping it open. Buttons went flying everywhere and Paige's eyes expressed her shock. I reached for her bra but Paige's hands flew to mine.“Wait,” she gasped. “It unsnaps from the front.” I even let her open the bra for me, exposing her ghostly breasts and pale pink areolas and nipples.I shifted down Paige's body and latched my lips to her left breast, causing her to cry out in pleasure.“Oh, damn,” she purred, “this is so much better in real life.” I wasn't sure I knew what that meant, or that I even wanted to know.I feasted on each nipple and breast in turn until they were fully engorged and bright, rosy pink from my attention. She'd spread her legs wide open and was humping her hips up against me. I pulled away long enough to get my shirt off before descending on her for kisses once more. In the midst of that, we rolled over where she grabbed me by the side of the head and covered my face with butterfly kisses.“I've always wanted to do that,” she beamed pure joy at me. I moved my hands down her ribs, waist, and hips until I was able to pull up her skirt and grab her ass. Paige aggressively humped me in response, smiling at me and breathing heavy. Without any urging, Paige pushed up my body until she dangled her breast against my lips.I greedily sucked one in, teasing her nipple with my teeth. Paige yelped but followed me down without comment, cradling my head into her chest and rocking me back and forth.“Careful, Honey, he's addictive,” Barbie Lynn sleepily intervened.“He's going to take my virginity,” Paige exulted.“Is he now?” she grinned at me.“She's asked; I'm considering it, but I want to know she's really ready for it first,” I mumbled back between mouthfuls of tit.“Wait,” she panted, “you promised me.”“Paige, Rule 7 for guys: when sex is involved, we lie,” I informed her.“Oh, what lie did you tell Barbie Lynn?” Paige inquired.“He forces me to orgasm so he can bask in my post-orgasmic bliss,” Barbie Lynn sighed dreamily.“Besides,” I said, as I ran my hands through her fine white hair and tucked a few locks behind her ears, “I am not saying we won't do it, but you are an incredibly tough read and we aren't going to do something I don't think you need.”“How come you get to decide?” Paige sounded annoyed.“I'm the only guy you've approached who you didn't find on an escort service website; we are in my bed; and, oh, yeah, I've had sex hundreds of times and you are in all ways a virgin,” I listed off the reasons. “Paige, you only get to do this 'first time' once, and I would like it to be something you love and want to do again and again.”“Well, I know what I want. I am in your bed and you're half-naked already,” she emphasized by grinding her pelvis into me. “I'm also on top and I don't think you can get rid of me that easily.”“This one is a little firecracker,” Barbie Lynn chuckled.“She's that,” I commented, “but you should always be leery of someone who thinks they are always right.” My words didn't stop me from pressing my cock up against Paige's twat. “We could always have a little butt-sex instead,” I teased.“No!” Paige squeaked. “You are huge and my butthole is tiny.”“Oh, God,” I laughed. “You actually looked at your butt in a mirror.” Paige blushed furiously. “Listen, Paige, trust me on this. You can go into town and find some college guy who will jump at the chance to screw you. What you have to wonder is how much he'll care about you and your needs as well as how good he is at sex. Let's get naked.”“Finally,” Paige mocked. She rolled off and shed her clothes so fast they left angry red tracks down her legs. I took my time but Paige didn't seem to mind. She reached out and ran a hand over my bicep and shoulder.“He's real enough,” Barbie Lynn assured her quietly.“How did you know what I was thinking?” Paige mused. At least she only implied Barbie Lynn was stupid.“Paige, sweetie, how many of us FFU girls expect to be able to choose our man, much less one worth having? And don't you be disparaging of Zane, now, either. I can smell your arousal from here,” Barbie Lynn said with a sexy curve to her lips.Paige was thinking of her retort when she gasped as I caught her distracted and slipped two fingers along the folds of her cunt. When her razor sharp focus latched onto me once more, I pushed her onto her back and mounted her. Her legs splayed out to either side and the location of her hips against my stomach reminded me of how narrow her hips were, narrower than even Iona's.She still did her best to wrap her legs around me as she placed her hands on my shoulders.“Are you going to make me scream?” she asked nervously.“Every girl is different so don't worry about it,” I grinned. “Besides, I can tell you'll be really good at this.”“How can you know I'll be any good at sex?” Paige snapped. Yes, that was the sore point I was looking for.“Your eyes sparkle when you touch me, you react instinctively to my touch, you are in good physical shape, and you're very sensitive all over your body,” I explained. “What you saw as fooling around was me mapping out how your body works and where your erogenous zones were. No two women are the same and I love exploring. Now I'm getting back to it.”I began placing kisses along her sternum, down toward her navel. Her stomach pulsed when I kissed the belly button.“Oh, aha,” Paige moaned. I licked and stroked the area around her navel, causing her torso to gyrate from the sexual stimulation. “Um, that feels nice.”Unlike previous encounters with other women where I avoided the pussy while I worked around it, I instead placed one hand immediately to the area, squeezing two fingers into her cunt and wiggling them around. I left the clit alone for now because I was encouraging a slow boil, not a flash burn. I wanted Paige in an erotically charged high before I challenged her vaginal virginity.Paige's skin had this false translucent quality to it that was exciting to watch. You could track the arousal of a touch by the blood rushing to the skin around the excited area. Physically, she could conceal nothing, and she was far from sexually experienced enough to stifle her vocalizations of pleasure.“I just want to be fucked,” she moaned,“ I just want to be fucked, aha, oh.” Her words said one thing but her body expressed its desire for more excitement. “No, ” she groaned as she ground her hips against my lips. When I stabbed my tongue to her clit, she acted like a jolt of electricity arched through her body.Now, when I've performed cunnilingus on a girl, I expect a bit of movement; I'm doing something wrong if she lays there. Paige was all over the place, pulling away then thrusting back as well as rolling her hips rapidly side to side. At the moment her thrashing turned into trembles, I withdrew my lips and fingers, causing Paige to whimper and look down at me.“Huh?” she pleaded. I gave her a mischievous grin, then blew on her clit. Paige hiccupped, then threw her head down on the bed violently. I began sucking on the inside of her thighs for about one minute, letting her settle down, then leapt on her clit with my tongue once more.“Oh, God!” Paige squealed.I moved my tongue off, trading off with two fingers parting her labia and flicking her clit with my thumb. I alternated back and forth over five minutes until I noticed Paige was sobbing and tearing up the sheets with her fists.“Have mercy, Zane,” Barbie Lynn whispered.I gave a quick nod before placing my lips around Paige's clit and sucking on it with growing intensity plus twirling the tip of my tongue along its tip. I also made tiny fucking motions with two fingers into her cunt. She didn't last thirty seconds.“Oh, my, God, Zane!” she growled.She wasn't loud but she rumbled her orgasm from deep in her chest. It was kind of surprising, coming from such a lithe, ephemeral being. Paige was sucking down further sounds internally so that they were merely sobs. I crawled up to her side, rested sidewise, propped up by an elbow, and placed a hand on her stomach as I watched over her. When she started gasping for air, her eyes locked with mine once more.Paige feebly pushed on my chest so I let her push me on my back. She struggled to rise over me, then collapsed on my chest.“I, that was, you still didn't fuck me,” she wheezed. I sighed in frustration, pulled Paige on top of me, chest to chest, and then began playing slap-happy with her ass.“Ow,ow, ow, ow, ow,” she squalled. “Stop that; I bruise easily,” she added, with tears in her eyes.“Damn it, woman, is it going to kill you to accept that I know what I'm doing?” I responded angrily. “Since you are clearly clueless, what we just did was foreplay. I wanted to relax your body before we moved to the next step.”Paige had enough common sense to look embarrassed but not enough to keep quiet.“Well my ass still hurts,” she pouted.“What?” I questioned. “Did you say you wanted me to hurt your ass?” I grabbed each ass cheek and pulled them apart.“No!” she squeaked, “You are too big.” She grabbed my hands in her smaller grip and tried to pry them off. We rocked back and forth until we rolled over. She struggled but I soon ended on top of her, Paige on her stomach, and my legs prying hers open. “No, no,” she pleaded as she felt my cock resting on her ass cleft.“Relax,” I whispered into Paige's ear, “have you ever heard of doggy style?”“You aren't, going to have anal sex with me?” she gulped. I pushed my body up and after a moment, Paige followed, pressing her back against my torso once more.“I'd never do anything to you that you didn't want me to,” I assured her, “though I am going to have you begging me to bugger you before this semester is over.”“Uh-uh,” Paige assured me, “not going to happen,” but she did wiggle her butt against me playfully, testing my resolve. I balanced on one hand so I could use the other to pull her hair away from one side to the other. Her neck, ear, and the side of her face were now revealed. I sucked on her shoulder while I repositioned my cock so that it slid down her ass, past her anus and pussy, so that it pressed along her pubic mound from below.Paige began humming pleasurably and gyrating her hips against me. I put my free hand on her breast and massaged it as well.“Promise me you won't keep me waiting this time,” she murmured. “Promise you'll take me.”“Of course I will, Paige. You have to relax and enjoy yourself and not get worked up about us having sex,” I comforted her. She rocked against me and I pushed back. “Nice and slow,” I cautioned her. “I'm not going anywhere.” With a little effort, she did as I requested.I kept running my hand down from her breast to her stomach, each time going a little farther down. She'd tilted her shoulders and neck so that we could kiss but she also found my lips on her neck to be tantalizing. I was tricky enough that I had my cockhead parting her puffy lips before she realized it. In fact, I had three separate penetrations that elicited moans, then she looked up at me.“Don't be afraid,” I told her sympathetically. “Remember the faces of all the girls you've seen me with while we are having sex and know that it is going to be just as good for you.” Paige looked down at the mattress and nodded her head. She pushed back but it wasn't easy. Her entrance felt like a vice restricting my entrance.Even totally wet, her vaginal muscles were blocking my progress initially. I patiently kept at it, incrementally advancing with each coaxing touch. When I brushed against her hymen, Paige didn't even recognize the moment had come. I subtly brought my arm down to her stomach and wrapped her up in my arm while teasing her ear with my teeth.“Yip!” Paige exclaimed as I pierced her virginity. “Oh, God, it burns,” she sobbed. I gave her a few seconds to adjust before penetrating even deeper.“No,” she moaned, and tried to pull away, but I didn't let her. “Zane,” she pleaded for me to let her go. “It hurts.” I kept at it. “I never thought it would hurt this bad, please.”She gave one final gasp as I pressed the final inch into her, then we remained there, locked in sexual congress while she wept and trembled underneath me. I considered it a minor miracle Paige had remained on her hands and knees as we reached this point. Now I had to get her past the stage where pain dominated pleasure.“We'll move when you feel you are ready,” I instructed her. Paige nodded, then nothing else for some time. She caught me off guard when she flexed her grasp on my cock.“Um,” she purred. “Did you feel that?” My groan was my reply. Paige pulled away a tiny bit until the pain kicked in and she stopped.Seconds later she repeated the process, withdrawing several inches, then reversing the procedure and allowing me deeper in once more.“It hurts less,” she admitted. A moment later as she shifted to a faster rhythm, “it is really quite nice.”“You might want to ask Zane how he is doing,” Barbie Lynn chided Paige.“But I honestly don't care,” Paige noted.“If you want to do this again, you might want to start caring,” Barbie informed her. I winked at the blonde sex angel.“Zane, do you like having sex with me?” Paige asked in a much kinder tone than normal. She must have been truly appreciating the lovemaking she was receiving.“It feels like you are trying to rip my dick off,” I ground out. “You are damn tight, then you are adding those contractions on top of that. I may not be able to have sex for a week.”“Paige, I like you, but if Zane is telling the truth, I going to seriously rearrange your anatomy,” Barbie Lynn promised with dangerous intent.“I apologize,” Paige pouted. To prove how sorry she wasn't, Paige rotated her hips down then back up several times rapidly. So that's how she wanted to play it.I placed both hands on her shoulders and let her make a few more tentative moves before slamming my member all the way in.“Oh, fuck,” she gasped. I slowly drew back my full length, then rocketed back in time and time again. Paige was sweating and panting from earlier exertions but now she was barely hanging on.Slap, slap, slap, my hips mashed against her ass. Paige gave a breathless grunt each time I drilled her, and that was followed by a relieved sigh as I pulled back. By the desperation in her voice, I knew she wouldn't last much longer.“Oh! My! Fucking! God!” she growled loudly.I now knew what it felt like to have put my dick in a fire hose and had some asshat turn the water on. Paige's pussy juice had been plentiful the first time she had an orgasm. This time they were copious and forceful, and my penis was simply in the way; what got past stung the hell out of my ball sack.Normally I have really good control over my sexual climax but I was being sorely tested. Worse, I couldn't simply pop out of Paige because that would cause her pain. The odds of her using birth control were next to nil and none, so it fell to me to find something to center my mind and not ejaculate.“Zane, are you okay?” Barbie Lynn said in a hushed, worried tone. I could only nod. Paige was erratically pushing up and down on my dick, to the point where I grabbed her hips in order to not have a nasty accident when her muscles relaxed and my overstimulation ended.“Don't, move,” I panted painfully to Paige.Paige didn't quite comply but I didn't blame her because her arms gave out and she slumped forward. I held up her rear by my hold on her hips. I carefully let her slide off my cock and finish splaying out on the bed. I sat back on my heels, breathing deeply and fighting for control.“Come here, Baby,” Barbie Lynn ordered, picking up on my distress.I moved over Paige's leg toward Barbie and she joined me by turning around, meeting me half way.“I've got this,” she purred, as she wrapped my penis in one hand and placed her lips over the head. Despite Paige's vaginal fluids and some blood, Barbie loved it. She bobbed up and down twice before my resolve finally crumbled.“Cumming,” I gasped. Barbie Lynn shot me a quick grin, then pumped and sucked with renewed vigor. When I started ejaculating, Barbie Lynn made some half-hearted swallowing efforts but I knew she was holding something back. I smiled at her as I ran my hand through her honeyed locks.When I finished unloaded into Barbie Lynn's mouth, I pulled her up, she leaned into my body, and we kissed. I tasted my semen on my tongue as we swapped fluids. Barbie Lynn licked her lips in a highly sensual manner as we broke our kiss. She gave me a little wink, acknowledging how much I'd changed her in our short time together: kinky, sexy, and beautiful.“Whoa,” whimpered Paige as she opened her eyes and looked in our direction. “That was intense.” She sighed and took a deep breath. “I should have mentioned this earlier, you didn't need to pull out. I had, issues when I was little and my ovaries were removed. I'm never going to have children.”I switched back to Paige and kissed her on the forehead. This was probably time for some sympathy, if Paige had been anything approaching a normal girl.“You fucking wait to tell me this now?” I chided her. “Do you have any idea the panic attack you put me through? I was stuck inside you and you were so damn hot I nearly lost it. I was trying to figure out what I was going to tell your father, damn it!”“Father?” she seemed confused for a second, then, “Oh. Why would I ever marry you?”“I'm a billionaire philanthropist genius playboy,” I joked.“You are Iron Man?” she mocked me.“Or Batman, your choice,” I volleyed back.“If you hadn't made me feel so fantastic right now, I'd recode your computer to operate in Mandarin,” she snickered. “Iron Man is one of my heroes and I will not have him mocked by the likes of you.”“Clearly, the first round of spanking didn't work, but I'm nothing if not persistent,” I glowered.Paige's hands flew to her vulnerable and still rather red backside.“Don't you dare,” she threatened. I pivoted, she flinched, then I leaned down and kissed her butt cheek. “What?” she murmured then I kissed her again and again. I slowly pried her hands away and soon had planted little signs of affection all over her tender, sore flesh.“Kiss ass,” Paige teased. I had to wonder if she was taking social lessons from Rio.“Tell me something: how did you get to be so quiet? I'm normally pretty good at not letting anyone sneak up on me but you have done it to me twice already,” I asked.“That's not a totally stupid question,” Paige answered.“I have been basically friendless most of my life, if you don't count the internet. I was small, different, and was picked on. I learned to be quiet and go unnoticed,” she explained. “I admit to having a harder time with you than with most people.”“Because I lived out in the jungle and became more observant?” I queried.“No,” she sighed in exasperation. “Because I've wanted to grab you and drag you back to my room since I first laid eyes on you, Zane. Mentally, you are unremarkable, but physically, you scream out 'Sex, sex, sex!'” That observation made Barbie Lynn laugh out loud. My pained and confused expression only caused them to laugh louder.Someday I'm going to come out on top of one of these exchanges. Then I'm going to run away from school because I want to leave on a high note and I'm not likely to ever win a second time.The Chancellor's Last Move*The pursuit of power is pointless unless you know how to use it*A LONG STORY AND I DON'T KNOW THE ENDING“Zane? God Damn it, Zane!” Raven screeched at me as she barged into my room. What could I say? Barbie Lynn was halfway under the sheets but her tumultuous breasts were clearly exposed. Paige was totally naked, face down on the other side of me but had clearly been fucked thoroughly and her tight pale ass spanked hard. Oh, yeah, and I was kneeling between the two, totally naked as well.I vaulted over Barbie Lynn (who was closer to the entrance and Raven) because I didn't want to hurt her injured knee, snatched up my robe, and put it on.“Very complicated, long story, we can laugh about it later,” I dazzled Raven. I took her by the elbow and headed her out of my bedroom. “Why don't we study on the far side of the main Solarium?”The look of betrayal in Raven's eyes destroyed any doubt that she was crushing on me in a big way. For the love of God, I really needed to find some lesbians to hang out with because these straight chicks were driving me crazy. Before we could leave, Iona nearly piled into us.“I'm sorry, Zane. She slipped past me,” Iona apologized.“I only wanted to talk with him and, and he was in bed with yet another girl,” Raven bitched.“I'm still ready to study with you,” I offered.“How can we study if you are always having sex with other women?” she stomped her foot in frustration. Iona shot me a worried look.I put a hand on Raven's shoulder and made eye contact.“Raven, I promise you we will get this project done, you'll get your good grade, and I'll carry my part of the project. I'm here for you,” I assured Raven.“You, you aren't giving any thought about us, our project together,” was her accusation.“What do you want me to do?” I asked evenly.“I, I think I should go to Ms. Goodswell and request another partner,” Raven sighed. I looked to Iona who looked to the living area past the Jacuzzi.“Ms. Goodswell is right over there,” Iona indicated our teacher who was sitting with Dana and five other teachers who had come in while I was, busy.“Your place has controlled access,” Iona answered my unasked question as to why I had so many other educators in my place. “Bass's people can 'accidentally' step in.”Raven was not deterred by the other teachers hanging around Virginia as she made a beeline across the room. At least she was polite enough to wait while Virginia disengaged from the others so she could talk to us.“Raven, Zane, how can I help you?” Ms. Goodswell inquired, yet I had a sneaking suspicion that she was way ahead of the situation.“Ms. Goodswell,” Raven started, “I really need to get a new project partner.”“Why is that, Raven?” Virginia asked.“We simply aren't working out,” she sounded exasperated. “And, I think the other girls were right; I don't feel safe around him,” she tacked on.

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Welcome to 2 SNACKS 2IN' SNACKS! Evan and Saker recorded a couple'a Snacktime episodes that were paywalled for a really long time, but GUESS WHAT?! HERE THEY ARE! In this episode: TRACKS ONE AND TWO, 7-8-9 and THE NINJAS! Boy, I really goofed up when I thought I had uploaded these previously in the timeline, huh? Now it's just goddamn Memento in here, shit's thrown against the wall at random. WHOOPS, SORRY! ANYWAY, double dose, enjoy it! See you next month for a review of the rest of Snacktime! Love you! Get yourself some IABD shirts! Wear a logo on your chest!: https://www.teepublic.com/user/itsallbeendonepodcast Catch us on the 'net!: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1593559714014720 Twitter: @beendonepod Discord: http://www.projectderailed.com/discord Thanks to Project Derailed for hosting us!

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Honestly I only wanted to shave her legs. (part 8)By FinalStand. The player above contains the intro section. Listen to the complete episode by clicking here, at Steamy Stories. *He who said ‘Live by the sword, die by the sword' wasn't into empire-building*“Zane, what's up?” Christina said by way of greetings when I returned to campus that night. Despite the gang being alone, the group of us gathered in tightly together.“I had an interesting talk with the Chancellor today, as you all probably know. Among other things, she told me she knew Heaven's secret and she'd expose it and my relationship with her, bringing about my humiliation,” I informed them. There was a hush amongst us.“What, what did you tell her?” Heaven asked fearfully.“I told her to go right ahead,” I replied. A murmur of displeasure went through the group, except Christina, who stared intently at the ground, and Heaven who looked like she was going to cry, or kick my ass.“How could you do that to me?” Heaven whispered. Before I could answer, Christina chuckled softly.“Heaven, the key phrase here is ‘humiliate him'. Zane isn't afraid of the whole world knowing you two are together. She's severely underestimated him and his ability to differentiate between lust and friendship.”Heaven looked to me for verification. I gave her a kiss on the lips before saying,“Christina said it better than I could, but she knows what I meant.”“Besides,” Hope added, “now that Zane is here, Heaven, you get grandfathered in, so to speak. You've been here three years so they have to let you graduate.”Heaven look to me with some kind of new curiosity. Once again I almost wish she'd kick me instead.“Heaven?” I questioned her. She bit her lip.“Can we have some boyfriend-girlfriend time?” she asked me all of a sudden.“Damn, Heaven, I thought we agreed to share Zane?” Chastity teased her.“Along with letting the poor guy get some sleep from time to time,” Hope agreed.“Can we get together tomorrow, Heaven?” I begged my transsexual lover.“Make sure you get Barbie Lynn's permission,” Faith joked weakly.“Screw this,” I groaned, “I'm getting a clone.”“That's enough, ladies,” Christina announced. “Zane, thank you for the information. It gives us some things to think about; good night.” Heaven rushed up and kissed me hungrily before joining her departing friends - ravenous little minx.I've Never Done this BeforeI made my way to the dorm and proceeded quietly to the fifth floor, saying goodnight to a few girls along the way. I was pretty sure the door being locked guaranteed me a bit of alone time. Clue number one that this was not going to happen was the soft fluttering glow from the top of the stairs followed by the faint scent of roses and wax.I was trying to figure out what Barbie Lynn had planned when I came up to the landing and saw Brandi and Opal reclining on the bed and staring at me, illuminated by the light of a dozen candles.'Oh, fuck,' I thought, 'Brandi, leg shaving, rescheduled from earlier this evening, plus Opal hoping for a three-way later. Damn it!'I must look somewhat put-out because when Brandi addressed me she was cautious.“Is everything okay?”“Yes, absolutely,” I responded. “I need to get some hot water, some towels, and we can begin.”“We brought up the towels and hooked up a coffee maker for the hot water,” Opal said.“Great,” I summoned up as much enthusiasm as I could manage, “let's see what I've got to work with.” I walked up to Brandi, taking off my shirt. As I came up, Brandi swung her legs off the bed and spread them to either side of me. I sat cross-legged on the floor, taking my shoes and socks off. Before slowly and sensually removing her shoes and socks, I made sure to massage each calf.“So, what kinds of tools are being provided?” I questioned her.“We have shaving cream, a safety razor, a multi-purpose moustache trimmer,” Opal presented to me.“Trimmer?” I questioned. Instead of speaking, Brandi stood up - which kind of put her crotch right in my face - then slowly wiggled down her panties until she stepped out of them and tossed them aside.“I want a rose,” Brandi informed me with some passion as she lifted her skirt and exposed her pubic hair for my sculpting pleasure. I was at a total loss of what to do so I went with what came natural; I leaned forward and took a lick. Brandi was already quite worked up, juicy and succulent to the tongue. She leaned in and began running her hands over my scalp.With Brandi's skirt draped over me, I had an epiphany: I was not alone in this. I grabbed my phone and made a rather interesting phone call, my mouth was working on Brandi as it rang.“Zane?” Leigh said.“Um, Leigh” I responded as I switched from lips to fingers in Brandi, “I need a favor.”“Sure, babe, what is it?” she replied.“I'm, well, shaving a girl's legs and, pubic hairs, hold on, Um, I have never done this before and I don't know how to do a design,” I asked.“What do you have to work with?” Leigh inquired while I dipped in deeply with my grooved tongue, bringing forth a throaty moan from Brandi.“A safety razor, shaving cream, and a moustache trimmer,” I answered.“No silly, what does the area you are working with look like; thin, thick, hairy, or sparse?” Leigh asked.“I, oh, hold on,” I replied. I turned the phone around, clicked it, and sent a freshly snapped picture.“Zane, did you just, ” Brandi gasped. “Oh, God!” she then giggled. “You did, didn't you?” I upped my licking game to assuage her worries, which only made her moan louder and rock her hips.“Zane, where are you? What are you doing right now?” Leigh snickered, knowing the answer.“Honest, Leigh, it is school work,” I shot back, then “Yes, Brandi, I've brought in a consultant.” This brought in more giggling from both sides of the conversation.“Zane, if you can tear yourself away from her muff, start shaving her legs and I'll call you in fifteen minutes with what the girls and I can come up with,” Leigh chuckled.I reluctantly left my station beneath Brandi and poured the hot water into a basin with cooler water until it was barely uncomfortably hot. Setting things by Brandi's feet, I grinned at her.“This will be better with the skirt off,” I told her.“This will be easier if everything is off,” Opal added eagerly, then explained with, “You wouldn't want your shirt or bra to get wet.”'Shirt or bra to get wet?' I doubted that was where Opal's mind was at. Opal wanted a chance to ogle Brandi's naked body before closing in for the kill; my mind ran the same way. I was a tad curious, wondering what Brandi thought of Opal's continued presence but not so much that I was willing to risk the moment for Opal.Using a steamy hot cloth to coat Brandi's legs turned into a really erotic act. Once I covered the right leg, I went back and removed the first compress and applied the shaving cream. Brandi's legs were 'so hairy' I was pretty sure they hadn't been shaved since, this morning; Hell, the damn things were so smooth they were reflecting the candlelight dancing around us before I even started.I was three-quarters up the left leg when Leigh called back.“Hey, Stud, how is your latest victim doing?” Leigh teased me. I popped off a photograph of Brandi below the waist in response.“Lucky bitch,” Leigh squealed.“Hey, Zane!” shouted Paris over the connection. A few more “Hey s” came over the phone right after that from girls I couldn't identify.“Come on, girls,” Leigh growled playfully to her Kappa Sigma Sorority Sisters, which was followed by a chorus of “Goodnight, good luck, and see you tomorrow.”“I'm sending you a rose design that should work for you and it's to scale,” Leigh informed me. Sure enough, I looked at my phone and saw there was a beautifully done rose on some girl's pubic mound. It looked very realistic and I told Leigh so.“That's because it is real, Dummy. It is a sister at Colorado State,” Leigh responded.“That was nice of her,” I told Leigh. Leigh laughed loudly.“Nice? No, we showed her a picture of you and traded a night with you over Spring Break for the picture and the help,” Leigh chuckled.“Seriously? I wasn't aware I was that good looking,” I sounded incredulous.“That's why we love you, Zane, you are smoking hot but don't act like it; that and your big cock, your dynamite stamina, and that awesome sexual prowess,” Leigh faux-sighed over the phone while I lowered my head in shame. I kept shaving, though, because I didn't want Brandi's skin to get cold.“Where am I going to meet my savior?” I asked Leigh.“We are still working that out,” Leigh replied. “Tawny doesn't want to give you up for the entire time so we may need to fly a group of them down to Florida when we go.” Great, now I was spending Spring Break in Florida, which city, I didn't know yet.“Of course I will honor my commitment to the Kappa Sigma's,” I assured Leigh. “I can also help with airfare if needed.”“We never doubted you, Zane; now get to work and warm that poor girl up, I mean work her over,” giggle, “I mean, do your duty and make her look lovely where it counts,” Leigh finished.“Thanks, Leigh, I owe you. Can I get a picture of my muse?” I inquired.“I'll give her your phone number and you two can talk it out,” Leigh responded.“I'm okay with that, we should get along; but I'm off now so goodbye,” I finished up. I looked up at Brandi and flashed her the picture and let her study it.“That looks cool, and she's a red-head,” Brandi noted. Opal snuggled up behind Brandi on the sly and looked over her shoulder.“Well, now we know who to watch out for when we follow Zane down to Spring Break,” Opal pointed out, “Or at least we know what she's like down below.” I decided that working on Brandi was my mission for the night. A hot compress to her private regions was my opening diversion but as I lay the cloth down, I slipped a hand back to her cunny and slowly began to play with her lips.Brandi lay back on the bed, propped up by her elbows and resting against Opal's thighs and stomach, laying her head between Opal's breasts. Opal was on her knees behind Brandi and was reclining to let Brandi stretch out. As far as I could see, Opal was down to wearing her socks and skirt and that was all. I worked two fingers into Brandi's virgin slit; three strokes in and one up to clip the clit.I waited until Brandi's nipples were both fully erect, perky, and a deep, dark pink. I sprayed out the foam, cut the foam down to a manageable level and with the picture in one hand I began my shaving experiment. God favored Brandi because it turns out I am a prodigy with a small razor. Brandi's design was virtually identical to the girl's from Colorado.She was so enraptured with the whole procedure, she missed Opal's hands slowly sliding down her shoulder to her chest. Opal traced her fingers under Brandi's perky breasts, unnoticed except by me. When I finished, I took Brandi's hand and directed her toward my mirror on my wardrobe. She rose up on her knees and looked over my handiwork and cooed.“Zane,” she turned and jumped me, “this is fantastic. All the other girls will be so jealous,” Brandi squealed ecstatically. I took her by her knees and drew them toward me until I was back between her legs.“Do you want to go now or is there something more you want me to do?” I asked in a darkly sensual and seductive voice full of passion. Brandi grew quiet and uncertain so I took her tit into my mouth, held it in place, and flicked my tongue over its stiff nipple tip.“Ah, ah, ah, Zane,” Brandi moaned. She bit her lip and rolled her head back until she bumped into Opal, who was moving back behind her again.“Hey,” Brandi responded dreamily to Opal, as if suddenly remembering she was with us.“Hey, yourself,” Opal purred in return. She moved a hand between Brandi's torso and the arm she was using to support her reclining figure, to the side of Brandi's breast.I pressed one hand between Brandi's legs and began rubbing that spot right above her hooded clit, bringing about further sexual confusion on her part. She started panting and licking her lips while shifting her gaze from my eyes to Opal's. Finally, her lips remained open and Opal knew it was the moment to breach the space between them.Brandi stiffened and I waited for her to rebel but when she didn't, I compounded the pleasure of her embrace with Opal by increasing my teasing and pulling with my teeth on her nipple as well as rubbing one finger around her clit and slipping it into her hot cunt. That did the trick because Brandi freed one supporting arm up and wrapped her hand around Opal's head and pulled her deeper into their embrace.For her part, Opal matched Brandi's passion with unleashed desire, stroking her hand around from the side of her breast into lazy circles closing in on the nipple. We kept this up for several minutes until Brandi began squirming. She ended up flopping onto her back with Opal splayed out to the side on her stomach, still kissing her lips and face.Instead of following Brandi's body up, I returned to her sweet pussy and led off with a rapid tongue-fucking that brought a quiver to her thighs almost immediately.“Oh, Christ,” Brandi gasped as she arched up once, then twice, before desperately grasping my pillow and screaming into it. Great, another screamer; but at least this outcry was shrill and tingled the toes instead of shattering eardrums.I sat back on my haunches as Brandi continued to twist and writhe on the bed. Opal gently tickled Brandi's nipples, keeping Brandi's orgasm going on and on, but I saw the opportunity in this. I located an unused hot compress to clean my face then snuck over to Opal and ran a hand along her ankle.It took Opal less than a second to judge my intentions and eagerly spread her legs to allow me in. I had played with Opal before; she tasted great and responded with barely constrained excitement every time. I began placing little kisses along her inner thighs, half way up from her knees. By the time I placed the tip of my tongue on the junction between her thigh and cunt, she relented in her assault on Brandi and lay back fully on the bed.For nearly a minute the room was filled with the faint echoes of Brandi and Opal breathing heavy and my licking and lapping Opal's pussy; she was really juicy and thick to the tongue.“Hey,” Brandi said in a sultry voice. I peeked up and saw she had rolled onto her side and was looking down at Opal with a romantic gleam in her eye.“Um,” Opal moaned with a serene smile on her lips, a very happy girl.“Your nipples are very puffy,” Brandi continued as she poked Opal's left nipple with her fingertip. Opal answered that with a coaxing touch to Brandi's stomach along the bikini line. “Can I?” Brandi asked Opal, her eyes flitting from Opal's eyes to her breast. Opal nodded.Brandi engulfed the top of Opal's breast with one 'pop' sound. The way her cheeks moved around, Brandi was whirling around both flesh and nipple in a rapid motion. Opal's other hand reached over and put gentle pressure on the back of Brandi's head.“That's a good girl,” Opal cooed. Brandi looked up, beamed affection at Opal (so I was later told), and switched to the farther nipple.I slowly pushed Opals legs up by the back of her knees and lengthened my tongue lashing from above the clit to the tip of her anus, which made Opal squeal and shiver.“Oh, I'm so loving this school year,” Opal exclaimed with bated breath.“Me too,” nipple-lick, nipple-lick, “Slurp, slurp, so good,” Brandi added.Opal began losing the ability to talk coherently, drew her legs so far back she was pressing Brandi into her, and began thrusting her hips up to my mouth. I switched my full attention to sucking and nibbling her clit and slipping two fingers into her tight virgin pussy.“Hey!” Brandi gulped as Opal grabbed her by the shoulders and began pulling her up.Brandi was clearly confused so I took a moment to see if I could help. Opal was trying to maneuver Brandi into a kneeling position,“Sit on her face, Brandi,” I guessed. “She wants to lick your pussy.”Brandi looked back at me somewhat uncertainly, to which I responded with a reassuring look; then she giggled and started straddling Opal's face.Opal went after Brandi so hard and fast the girl yelped and bucked up, but Opal's grip on her thighs allowed her to keep her lips locked tightly on Brandi's cunt.“A ya ya!” Brandi gasped out as Opal licked furiously and Brandi rocked back and forth like a nude princess doing dressage.I let Opal's legs come down slightly because I discovered another task for my hands. With my left hand I reached underneath Opal's thighs and began teasing her butthole. I used my right to part Brandi's cheeks and do the same with hers. Brandi looked over her shoulder, gave me a smile, and kept rocking. Opal trembled slightly but pushed her reservations aside.The first hint of anal penetration kicked Opal over the edge and she had a whole-body seizure as her orgasm rocked through the three of us. Brandi pulsated even harder on Opal's convulsing face, virtually propelling my first finger's digit up her ass. She squealed delightfully.“Zane, that's wonderful!” she screamed. “Fuck me! Fuck me! Yes!” and she went off, with no pillow to shelter our environs this time.Brandi toppled over and I had to grab her leg to stop her from tumbling off the bed and onto the floor. She was still gasping and panting too much to articulate a response, though thankfully she didn't struggle. I sat there stretched out for several seconds before Opal became aware enough to help me pull Brandi back to safety.I sorted Brandi out to one side with Opal on the other and settled between them, all of us staring at the ceiling in various states of sexual recharge.“Is everyone okay?” I managed to ask after a few deep breaths.“No,” Opal murmured. I groaned, imagining what else I would have to do to get her to go to bed when Opal reached out and stroked my cock.“Someone hasn't gotten what they've wanted tonight,” Opal purred as she rolled up onto an elbow and looked down on me. I let her work me over for a while but when I made a move toward her own love box, she slapped my hand away.“No, Zane,” she scolded me. “I'd like to be able to walk to my room, not crawl, so behave.”As I nursed my slapped wrist, I noticed that Brandi had rolled over and was looking down at me and what Opal had returned to doing to me.“I, can I?” Brandi asked tentatively, extending a hand to my member.“Sure,” I smiled warmly.Brandi touched it, drew away rapidly, then touched it once, twice, and on the third effort managed to wrap her hand around my shaft.“It is so warm, no, hot, and throbbing. I've never held one before,” she whispered in an almost worshipful moan.“Our boy Zane is actually quite big,” Opal grinned like a predatory cat.“You've,” gulp, “held a few penises?” Brandi wondered.“No. But several of us girls measured him while he was, preoccupied and checked online for references. He definitely qualifies as larger than most,” Opal chuckled playfully.“You measured me in the shower?” I grumbled indignantly. I would have been angrier except that as Opal stroked up my cock, she would intertwine her fingers with Brandi's stationary hold, rub my cockhead, then stroked back down. Fuck, that was awesome. Somewhere along the way Brandi began pumping the top of my cock while Opal kept up on the bottom.Sometimes when you don't imagine life can take you any higher, you get tossed a stepladder. Opal leaned in and licked the slit of my knob. Three passes of the tongue later, Brandi leaned in and gave it a try. Do you know you can tell the differences in the girl by the texture of her tongue? I'm learning new stuff every day (and night).I only exited my early bliss when I felt Opal's mouth engulf me and take in an inch, displacing Brandi's hand. Opal moved her head up and down in a slow, steady, slick motion with a tongue that had advanced rapidly in proficiency in the past week. I almost missed Opal snaking a hand to the top of Brandi's head and bringing her down within striking distance.Brandi probably didn't know she was sticking her tongue out and licking her lips with sensual grace mixed with school girl innocence. In a move that would have made the Women's 2008 Soccer Team proud, Opal transitioned Brandi to her first taste of cock effortlessly and didn't need to press the new girl's head down.Brandi hovered there, her lips over the cockhead and her tongue lifeless. Her eyes flashed to Opal, then to me, begging for guidance.“Roll your tongue around the head,” Opal counsels her, “while going down a little further, until you are about to gag.” Brandi proceeded to do just that and I had to admit she was really enthusiastic.“Umph, Umph, ” she gurgled as she took almost half of me into her steamy mouth, brushing the back of her throat.“What was that?” Opal teased her as she stroked Brandi's hair and twirled a lock around her finger. Brandi reluctantly pulled off, yet managed to do it with an angelic cast to her aura.“I thought this would be gross but cock-sucking is wonderful. I want to gobble Zane all up,” Brandi bubbled, “Do you think I can swallow all of him?”“Slow down, cowgirl!” Opal giggled.“No teeth,” I cautioned her. I didn't want to sound like a wimp but I'm seriously attached to my penis; it has gotten me out of trouble more times than I can count. I owe it to Zany Zane to keep him safe.“Tell me if I'm doing something wrong,” Brandi peeked at me coyly. Before I could rummage up a reply, she pursed her lips and went down on me again. She bobbed up and down repeatedly and after a while, Opal joined in by pumping the bottom of my shaft and fondling my nuts. Brandi gagged again and again but kept charging back down for more until I felt her throat's embrace of my cock tighten and my girth slip farther down.Not to be outdone, Opal deemed it time to nestle her head against Brandi's cheek and suck in one of my balls, licking and sucking on my ball sack. She lifted my leg aside and over her shoulder so she could slide around for better access. Hell, I would have twisted myself into a pretzel for the sensations those two girls were giving me and the only other thing I could think was, this was them at the beginner's level. What would experience bring?When Opal began rubbing against my anal ring, I could feel my control slipping, a red haze of orgasmic anticipation overwhelming everything else.“Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, I'm going to cum!” I cried out. Brandi bobbed, oblivious to the implications for several more seconds.“Brandi,” Opal warned her urgently, “he's about to shoot his semen down your throat!” That caused Brandi to freeze up, begin to panic, and start gagging once more. She popped up, her teeth scrapping over my angry purple head, causing me to yelp.“Oh, God, what do I do?” Brandi pleaded.“Put your mouth over his head, suck lightly, and stroke him rapidly with your hand,” Opal guided her. Opal caught my surprised look so she explained. “The Science Club has an illegal internet hook-up the school doesn't monitor. A few of us looked up blowjob techniques.” Brandi came down on me with remarkable alacrity and a touch made more intriguing by her rapid, painful departure. Then it occurred to me: we have a Science Club?“Atta girl,” Opal sighed with some relief. She'd blown me once before but it had been, admittedly, her first time.“All, most, there,” I growled to Brandi. My hips began micro-thrusts up and Brandi became more vigorous.“Get ready,” Opal grinned. “Now swallow like crazy, and it is a creamy/salty taste so don't freak out.”“Cumming!” I growled, and I did. Brandi choked for an instant but then I felt her throat constrictions as she gulped my seed down and rolled my cockhead with her tongue.Six times I shot off strongly, once or twice as twitches, before I sank down onto my bed and started breathing at something resembling a normal rate. Brandi sat back before I was totally done, savoring the taste of me in her mouth. Opal guided herself to my still hard cock and began lapping up the remains of my semen and Brandi's copious saliva.“When can you be ready again!” chirped Brandi. Blink. Opal chuckled around my rod, clearly amused with Brandi's evolution to a more sexually liberated mindset. She then sat up and began licking my semen that was still around Brandi's lips and dripping down her chin, I gotta do this again!“Give me a few seconds, Brandi,” I joked, as I wormed my way up toward my pillow and collapsed.“Groan, we should also consider going to bed sometime before sunrise,” Opal muttered only half-jokingly. The two girls cuddled up with me, Brandi in the middle, trading kisses back and forth between Opal and I. I reached across her and tantalized one of Opal's nipples, causing her to close her eyes and bite her lower lip.“When can we get together like this again?” Brandi sighed happily, as she pushed her heart-shaped ass against my crotch and stroked Opal's cheek and temple.“At 5:45 in the morning Zane has shower time and anything goes. So if you want to get together then, ” Opal hinted seductively. Brandi bit her finger like the lovely little slut-angel persona she had suddenly embraced.“What's next, ” Brandi wondered, “for us, sexually?”“I think bedrest is next,” I told her.“I think she means experimenting, and if I know Zane,” Opal winked, “he'll get behind the situation.” I groaned at the play on words but Brandi was confused.“This isn't the time,” I sighed, feeling the fatigue creeping in.“Oh, come on,” Brandi begged.“Well, I've heard certain Seniors talking about Zane, and how he pounds that big dick up their asses,” Opal purred with feline seductiveness. Brandi shivered, then flexed her ass around my hardening penis.“That,” she worried while squeezing my cock with her butt cheeks, “, up my butt, that's scary,” Brandi whimpered.“I've never done it before but I hear those girls really love it,” Opal tantalized Brandi, “that thick cock pushing deep into you, filling you up, his hips pounding down on your ass, while he kisses you on the neck and ear, his hot breath,” Brandi began rubbing her pussy, “on your neck, that rod pumping in and out, ” and Opal started laughing.Brandi began breathing heavy, her heart rate quickened and her hand picked up its rhythm.“Imagine all that heat that was in your mouth, in your ass instead, burning you up and stretching you out until you just can't take anymore, and then, ” Opal paused for effect “, he tells you he's halfway in.”Brandi rolled over and looked at me with wide eyes, clearly in need, clearly ready to ask me to fuck her ass then and there, and my phone rang.Sold Out and a Price to be Paid“Zane Braxton?” an unknown female voice inquired.“Sure is; Colorado State?” I guessed. The woman gave a playful chuckle.“Brianna Kincaid,” she filled me in; her accent was a bit off but I couldn't place it. “Well, did you like what you saw?”“I can't believe you actually asked me that,” I laughed, “but since you want some well-deserved flattery, I'll tell you that what I saw was damn sexy, but, well, ”“Yes?” she questioned.“It made me wonder how great you must taste, and how your flush lips would feel along the tip of my tongue, you know, the way they are when you make that first tentative contact,” I explained.“Ah, fuck,” she moaned, “that's teasing, damn it!”“Is it teasing if I plan to deliver?” I countered.“Do you promise to make me cry your name out like Sister Leigh did?” she upped the ante.“Huh? What? Am I missing something here?” I evaded.“Did the Lancaster chapter house tell you what they sent out?” Brianna questioned me.“They said they sent a picture,” I replied, which caused Brianna to laugh uproariously.“Damn. They sent out an edited session of you with Leigh, and then you, Leigh, and Paris,” she chortled.“I, well, let me explain,” I stammered. “Wait, video too?”“Yes. Leigh's webcam was on,” Brianna snickered. “She claims it was accidental.” Suddenly the whole 'dunking me in the pool' thing was a bunch more suspicious. “It was really nice of you, trying to take the fall for those two, I mean Paris and Leigh, with their President. It shows you can be a real gentleman.”“Who did she share this with?” I inquired fearfully.“Every chapter house in North America,” Brianna said with unbridled mirth. My silence must have been deafening because, “Zane, did we break you?”“No,” I sighed, “it is just that I go to a Christian School and this may become a problem.”“Christian School, please tell me it is a college of some kind,” Brianna pleaded. “For that matter, please tell me you are at least eighteen.”“My school is Freedom Fellowship University here in Lancaster,” I assured her, “and I'm eighteen. I have been for a few months.”“Thank God. I was afraid that I had broken the law,” she sighed. “So is there anything you want to know about me?”“What's your major? Do you have someone in your life? What year are you in college?” I inquired.“You don't want a picture or to know my age?” she asked with some curiosity.“Well, age isn't really a factor for me, unless you are some kind of child prodigy, you should be legal. As for a picture, not really, because if you see me and don't want to hook up, there is no harm, no foul,” I outlined. There was a pause on her part.“Zane, where did you say you went to school?” she asked suspiciously, leading me to believe I was the victim of an internet search.“F F U. And I know it is an All-Girls School but I am a student here. It is a long story but Leigh and Tawny can verify it,” I swore.“Wow, what is it like?” Brianna questioned.“Me and over nine hundred women? It is exhausting, plus the Administration wants me gone so my school days are full of excitement,” I confessed.“So what exactly were you doing with that young lady I helped out tonight, anyway?” she asked.“We have a quaint little tradition here at F F U called Handmaiden's Duty. It requires any freshmen to do any task that a more senior student asks, baring anything actually damaging. Freshmen are safe in classrooms and dorm rooms,” I related.“So, you end up doing things like shaving a girl's legs, or shaving her muff in a rose design, that's classic,” Brianna murmured appreciatively. “And here I was afraid you were a whore.”“I prefer the term 'slut' over 'whore,' but I am a slut. I love women, and I love learning about a woman's body, how special it is, unique and exquisite,” I told her.“Damn, you sound sincere,” she said with compassion.“That is because I am,” I replied honestly.“Okay, here you go,” she stated, and a picture arrived in my box. My eyes must have bugged because there were giggles on either side of me.“Brianna, I'm afraid your eyes will steal my soul,” I whispered. “They are so deep and green, like an angry, rich sea whipped by a storm.”“First off, wow, that's a hell of a sweet thing to tell a girl,” she sighed sexually. “Second, who are you with? Or at least tell me how many girls you are with.”“I call 'em like I see 'em, and I leave a woman's identity in her own keeping so it's not something for me to reveal,” I responded, trying to be chivalrous.“Opal!” called out Opal (funny how that works), and tilting herself into view.“Brandi,” my second bed-buddy added with a bit more decorum and only showing her head.“They sound cheerful, I mean, Opal and Brandi, you sound cheerful. How is my boy Zane doing tonight?” Brianna called out.“Thank you for your help tonight, but to set the record straight, he's our boy,” Opal corrected her.“His work looks great,” Brandi jumped in, then grabbed my phone, lowered it, and took a pic of my handiwork on her body. “Neat, huh?”“That is so cool!” Brianna reacted to the view she was presented with. “It looks just like mine. Are you sure this was his first effort? If so, he's got talent.”“This was my first effort, I swear,” I defended my creation and retrieved my phone.“Quiet, Zane, the ladies are talking,” Opal mocked me.“Oh? Oh, hell no!” I roared at Opal. I dropped the phone and leapt on her while she squeaked and tried to roll away off the bed. I caught her and we struggled, me on top. Opal beat me with her fists but it was more play fighting than real because she couldn't stop laughing.“What's going on?” Brianna shouted. “Come on, somebody, show me what he's doing to her?”Brandi picked up the phone and swung it toward us. I had Opal pressed under me, her fists pinned to the side by my hands, and my hips keeping her legs apart. Her legs were wrapped over my hips, her heels kicking into my rump. While Opal's playful lilt rang out I was busy nibbling her neck, which was turning that lilt into deeper moans.Brandi recorded a short video, including one of her waving 'Hi' for Brianna's later use.“There you go,” Brandi grinned.“Holy Crap, he's living his life in a porno,” Brianna exploded with laughter. “Hey, Adele, come look at this!” I prayed that Adele was her roommate and not someone she barely knew who was passing down the street.“Whoa!” a different voice came on seconds later, “That's the boy you bought? Brianna, I'll do your calculus homework for a month. Fair trade?” Bought? Was this going too far?“No!” Brianna declared. “He's all mine for a whole day. I can do with him whatever I want.”Huh? Seriously, what had I gotten into over the sake of one woman's private parts and some freaky tradition I had perverted? Was this God telling me he was angry with me?Jarune & Zane are an old Thai fling.“Now listen up, Kappa Sigs,” Opal lectured, “he's yours for one day because we are letting him off his leash, but he's ours every other day, and night, for the next four years. He's the only one we have and he's got to satisfy all of us before we graduate.”Now it is clear; I've gone to hell. I'm surrounded by gorgeous girls who want to murder me with the thing I love the most, sex. If Opal hadn't felt so wonderful beneath me, I'd have cried right then and there.“Try not to suck all the cum out of him,” Brianna began, “because I like to , ” she didn't finish because,“Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!” Brandi exploded, “I gave my first blowjob a few minutes ago and it was heaven (not that Heaven). I mean, WOW! He was thick and creamy and a bit salty, and there was lots of it, but WOW! I could have been doing this in High School!”“Congratulations on your first BJ, ” Adele congratulated Brandi.“Brandi,” she told them who she was.“Brandi. Can you show us how it is done ,  right now?” Brianna suggested.“It was thick and creamy and salty too, and lots of it.” We could hear Adele lick her lips. I had to stop this.“No. No more blowjobs tonight,” I laid down the law. “Brianna and Adele, it is past eleven here and I have to be up at 5:30 so I'm calling this quits for tonight. Feel free to call me whenever but please remember the two-hour differential.”“Man knows his time zones,” Adele chuckled.“I spent over two years in Thailand,” I informed them.“Really? One of our sisters is from Thailand. Hang on, I'll go get her,” Brianna said.“Wait, how do we know you actually spent time in Thailand?” Adele inquired playfully.“Tell her this,” I said, then related a sentence in Thai which I had Brianna repeat several times until she got it right.“What does that mean?” she asked.“Go tell her and find out. I wouldn't steer you wrong or cause you pain, trust me,” I responded. Brianna was gone for over a minute but when she returned, she had a new voice with her. It belonged to a stunning Thai woman who gave me a traditional Thai greeting and we chatted amiably for a few minutes in her language.She was a city girl but she'd heard of the boondocks I'd lived in. She actually was half-Thaye, with a Malay mother and a Thai father, though they all lived in San Diego for the past five years. We were coasting along when suddenly she exclaimed,“Wait! You are the guy with The Dick!” Jarunee, the Thai girl.“I am a guy and I do have a penis, so technically that could be me,” I chuckled.“No, you are the guy who nailed Paris and Leigh in Virginia,” she clarified.“Guilty, though I prefer 'got together with' over 'nailed'.” I tried to salvage some dignity.“No. Dude, we went over things pixel by pixel and Leigh's scream made the glass in her windows vibrate. In California, that qualifies as 'nailed her'.” Jarunee laughed, then said, “So what's the debt on this guy like?”“He owes me twenty-four continuous hours of service,” Brianna replied cautiously. Somehow, my spending the night with her had turned into twenty-four hours of servitude.“I'm already doing her Calculus homework for a month,” Adele volunteered.“I didn't accept that deal,” Brianna pointed out.“I'll do your Psych term paper for you,” Jarunee offered.“Oh, come on,” I groaned. “You ladies don't even know me. I could be a moron with the personality of cottage cheese.”“Brother,” Jarunee snickered, “on Saturday you nailed two Sisters another unknown chick, then had a four-way at your house that same night, and now we find you with two more lick-worthy babes in bed together. You have to be doing something right.” I felt totally betrayed by my sex drive.“Wait,” Brandi interjected. “He had a date last night with a Senior named Heaven. I'm sure he nailed her too.” I fell face first into my pillow and began sobbing.“Zane, did you have sex last night?” Brianna teased me. I nodded into my pillow. “With more than one person?” I nodded again, then there was a pause. “At the same time?” Another nod.“Ladies,” Opal jumped in, “I will also testify that he had sex in the shower this morning with more than one girl but it was more of a 'satisfy us girls' kind of thing. I think that solves your dilemma, Zane is user friendly; the more users, the better he performs.”“Opal! Brandi!” growled Barbie Lynn sharply, having arrived unnoticed. “It is past time for you to go.” Opal's eyes flew wide and she reached for her discarded clothes. Brandi dropped the phone and ran for the door.“Brandi! Dress first and then go,” Barbie Lynn directed angrily. Brandi tiptoed back to my bed and rapidly dressed herself. I could tell Barbie was faking the anger but it was a good sell.I rolled onto my side and picked up the phone from the quilt.“Sorry, ladies, time for me to go,” I sighed groggily.“Who is this new girl, Zane?” Brianna asked.“That's Barbie Lynn Masters, my Dorm Mother,” I replied.“Dorm Mother?” Adele inquired.“Yes. I'm in an all-girls dorm, thus a female dorm head,” I explained.“I'll fill you girls in later.” Brianna preempted yet another explanation from me about my current circumstances.“Who is on the phone, Zane?” Barbie asked as the other two girls fled down the stairs and she sat on the bed next to me.“Brianna, Adele, and Jarunee from the Kappa Sigma House at Colorado State,” I almost wept. Barbie took the phone and looked at the three women.“That's his Dorm Mother?” I heard Jarunee remark to her sisters. “She looks like a Playboy Bunny.” Barbie Lynn looked at the Colorado State crowd.“Hey, y'all,” Barbie Lynn greeted them, which resulted in a chorus of hellos, then “Zane?”“The compressed version: I had to sell a day of my life to fulfill a Handmaiden's Duty obligation to Brandi, and during Spring Break Brianna is going to collect,” I explained.“Well, goodnight Colorado State girls. It is time for Zane to go to bed,” Barbie Lynn stated authoritatively.“Forgive my presumptiveness, Barbie Lynn,” remarked Jarunee snidely, “but you have on a see-through white spaghetti strap top with a bare midriff and pink short shorts that look like they last fit you when you were twelve. Do you really expect us to believe that Zane is going to sleep now?”“Oh, I never said he was going to sleep, ladies,” Barbie Lynn smiled sweetly and possessively. “I said he was going to bed. See, I'm cold and lonely and empty inside and Zane's going to burn me up, fill me until I can't take anymore, and hold me all night long.” She let that image hang there for a few seconds. “Night, y'all”, and she hung up.“Thanks for covering for me, Barbie Lynn. I'm at my wit's end,” I sighed as I rolled over onto my back.“Cover for you? Zane, if I don't get some of your stiff cock in me this hour, I'm going to break down in tears, so please, please help me,” she pouted, and leaned forward, wanton lust personified.What did that old soldier say? 'Time enough for me to sleep when I'm dead'. I believed that. I also was coming to believe that I'd be dead before my nineteenth birthday, a combination of lack of sleep, sexual exhaustion, and/or an angry male relative/boyfriend. Of course, all of that philosophizing really didn't matter right then.Barbie Lynn was sympathetic enough to be on top in our '69' position, having resurrected my rod and taking great pleasure in licking my shaft around and around. I had two strong handfuls of Barbie-tush, which I kneaded like unbaked bread when the phone rang again.“Uh, Uh, Um,” Barbie Lynn mumbled around my cock, unwilling to let go. She was telling me not to answer but I did anyway, in case it was Rio or Iona. It was Brianna instead.“Hey, Brianna,” I said quietly, then stifled the scream that came with Barbie Lynn biting my shaft hard enough to let me know she missed my oral attentions to her pussy.“Zane, are you okay?” Brianna responded.“I'm in a '69', giving cunnilingus, and my partner is unhappy to the point she bit my cock, so no, I'm not okay. Now what can I do for you? But please keep in mind I may become a eunuch if this takes too long,” I answered.“Whoops, sorry, but what did you have us tell Jarunee? She won't say,” she asked softly.“I said 'Your nectar tastes like a fresh mountain rain with a sprinkle of ginger',” I informed her.“And you had me tell this to a sorority sister of mine?” she questioned.“It is part of an erotic Thai poem, and it is not something a casual tourist would know,” I pointed out. “You wanted to know if I had actually lived there; right?”“You are right; sorry. And now that I think of it, the line is kind of nice,” Brianna admitted. There was a moment of silence, then, “What does she taste like?”“Caramel with a hint of raw cocoa,” I told her, assuming she was asking about Barbie Lynn.“Wow,” she whispered. “What do you think I taste like?”“I will find out when the time is right. I find each woman to be unique so why ruin the exploration with preconceived notions?” I enlightened her to my approach.“I'm like raw maple syrup,” she described to me after bringing two slick fingers up from off-screen and sucking them into her mouth. “I'm Canadian, from Winnipeg. My major is Biomedical Engineering, and I'm currently seeing someone but, I'm not happy with the relationship,” she confided.“Canadian explains the accent I, ” slurp, slurp, slurp, “, couldn't place. I haven't a clue what a biomedical engineer does but though I'm only a lowly freshman, I am Pre-Med, and,” slurp, slurp, flick, flick, flick, groan “, Happiness is like sunlight; more precious than life, impossible to hold, yet ignored until it is absent, or so I was told by a wise old man,” I sighed.Brianna was silent and Barbie Lynn had stopped her ministrations to my manhood. I looked around her thigh to see what was wrong and she was staring at me with the soulful blue eyes of a seraph, a tear brimming along her lashes when I first gazed upon her, and then arching down her cheek as I watched.“Damn it, I have to go, Brianna. I've made my girl cry,” I relayed to the Kappa Sig. I caught her quiet goodbye before I hung up but I was paying more attention to Barbie, who slowly uncoiled and crawled on top of me, placing her ear over my heart. I stroked her hair, waiting for her to order her emotions and communicate her thoughts to me.“I came up here tonight doubting myself, Zane. I thought I was nothing more than another face on the cavalcade of women you've conquered, and you have conquered me alright,” Barbie Lynn sighed. “It isn't love, Zane, at least I don't think it is, but I can never be the same, having been with you, and when I look at that, I realize how massive a change that is.”“I came here knowing there'd be two girls and you would have made them very happy and you would welcome me like you always do, and I felt old and used,” she confessed, “and in a few simple words, a few sentences, you tell me without even talking to me how special all of us are to you.”“You've never seen her and I doubt you've known her more than an hour or two, but when she calls in the middle of the night while you are being pleasured, you put your own needs aside and make her feel better about herself, a total stranger,” she relates with a certain wonderment. “Forget what you've taught me about sex; Zane, you've showed me how to be a better person.”“Don't let me ruin the moment, but please don't forget about the sex. Sex with you is the best I've ever had, period. It blows my mind how good it is and how lucky I am to be with you,” I revealed to her.“Even without me giving you my virginity?” she whispered.“The Ocean is salty so God gives us rain. I'm not going to waste a single moment worrying or wanting something that isn't mine, or mine to give, Barbie Lynn. You give me your body every time we get together. You aren't holding anything back, not as far as I'm concerned, and I hope and pray I never feel differently because then I would be someone I don't like,” I continued.“If you only want to cuddle for the next nine months, I'll still want you beside me every night. I'm not with you because of the sex, which is AWESOME, but because it feels natural to be with you,” I confided, with a steady desire to hold her close. Barbie Lynn propped herself up on her elbows, her hands forming a shelf for her to rest her chin on.She leaned forward to kiss my lips but at the last moment, pushed forward and bit my nose painfully.“Ow!” I gasped.“Let's get back to the AWESOME then,” she giggled, renewed by our emotional watershed. My last conscious thought sometime later was, 'how are we going to get by on three hours' sleep?'*Domestication may be our second greatest accomplishment, exceeded only by Fire*Making Mistakes“Back up, all you horny bitches,” Rio growled. “Clearly he's on life support.” I would have asked her to be more polite but my only real desire was to crawl back into bed at that moment. I must have looked like hell because everyone actually did what Rio ordered, and I'm pretty sure Opal could beat Rio into next week if she desired.As it was, my ladies stood watch over me with a compassion and tenderness most of them couldn't have imagined holding for me a week ago. I showered, and by unspoken consensus, Iona got to towel me off and fixed said towel around my waist so I could go back to my 'room'. That warm fuzzy feeling got my fires going where hot water had failed. I probably saved us a whole lot of headaches too, for them anyway.Rhaine, Mercy, and one other of her group were leaning against the far wall when I came through the bathroom door. Without being obvious, I let the door shut then slammed my heel against it.“No more games,” Rhaine gloated, as the three of them came off the wall. Bump, bump, bump came from the far side of the door. Rhaine looked at me with curiosity, not sure what that noise was.Lucky for me, the first person who would have followed me out the door was Iona, thankfully blessed with good hearing, and despite smacking her face into the door, she managed to both not curse and to keep the others quiet when they walked into her.“Was there someone in there with you?” Rhaine interrogated me. I arched an eyebrow.“Yeah,” I grinned. “Lots of people love to wake up and get wet before 6:00 a.m., but why don't we go in there to make sure? Answer me one thing, though; what color is your bra?”“That's none of your business, you pervert,” Rhaine shot back angrily.“I'm just saying that if it is white, you are going to look pretty naked when I get you under that showerhead,” I smiled lasciviously. It wasn't hard; Rhaine had a tight, hot body and if it wasn't for that bitchy personality, wait, am I looking for even more sex? Someone please shoot me.Rhaine had clearly heard something and was trying to make up her mind if she could both check it out and keep me contained when I decided to change her train of thought. I gave an exaggerated sigh, took off my towel, threw it over my shoulder, and headed to my room.“Put, put, put, put that towel, back on,” Rhaine stammered.“Why? There are not supposed to be any girls out on the fifth floor at this hour. It is all mine, according to the Chancellor herself,” I said over my shoulder. “Now, are you coming along or do I get to shut my door in your face?”“We don't care,” Rhaine tried to recover the momentum, “we have a key.”“I don't believe you,” I accused her as I stopped and kept looking over my shoulder. Barbie Lynn must be right, I have a really fine ass, because that was what they were all staring at.“Well, I have one,” she taunted me as she brandished it in my face, from ten feet away. I just had to beam a smile her way.Her key was silver; mine, which hung around my neck on a light chain, was bronze, as were all five of the original keys. Someone was giving out copies of my room key; what a bunch of fuck-nuts. I turned and walked right up to her, which entailed backing her into a wall since she was trying to backpedal away, her eyes torn between my fiery gaze and awakening erection.The other two made to grab me but were flummoxed by my lack of clothing. I took the opportunity to press myself into Rhaine, who was giving me the deer-in-the-headlights look, ran a hand along her jaw and curled a lock of hair. I tickled her cheek with that lock, causing Rhaine to blush and her eyes to flutter.“Thanks, Rhaine. You are helping me out more than you know. If there is anything, I mean anything, I can do for you, let me know,” I softly growled with a wolfish hunger to her, but still loud enough for her companions to hear. I stepped back and strutted away again, my semi-rigid rod swaggering back and forth.“Let's go to my room,” I laughed.“Weren't we supposed to hurt him if he tried anything like that?” one girl whispered.“But he was naked,” responded Mercy quietly. “What would happen if, you know, we touched, it?”“We are not going to your room with you,” Rhaine shouted at me.“Fine, suit yourself, because it isn't like I'm going to avail myself of any of the three fire escapes that lead off the roof,” I chortled. “Also, touching it can lead to blindness and sterility in the elderly under twelve and children over 65,” I purposely attempted to confuse them. Children over 65, sometimes I need to show the whole world that I'm not getting enough sleep.I was still laughing at my screw-up as the door swung shut. At the last second I failed to hear the 'clunk' of the latch hitting home, though I was already to my bed, when I heard the first hesitant footfalls on steps. I was well into my morning meditative trance, lotus style, when Rhaine crested the stairs. My eyes were shut but I could tell by her sharp intake of breath where she was and what she was staring at.“Put on some clothes!” she barked. I remained blind and silent. “I said 'put on some clothes',” she repeated. I hardly had more reason to do so now than I had a second ago. “Put on your clothes,” she now sounded petulant; no response. We remained silent for almost a minute, I normally remain still for ten minutes, when she said the magic word. “Would you please put some clothes on?”“Please?” I responded, cracking open one eye. “Come over right now and give me a kiss; then I'll get dressed. Otherwise, you have to wait nine more minutes while I remain in prayer.”“Prayer?” whispered Mercy; strangely, I prayed to the Christian God when I meditated, drawing upon Psalms and the Songs of Solomon mostly.“I will not kiss you; you sex, sex, sex fiend!” Rhaine shouted with disgust. I closed my eye and went back into my own little dream demi-plain.“Get dressed,” she insisted once more. I could keep this up for another eight and a half minutes. Finally, in frustration, she stalked up to the side of my bed, the other two in tow. “If we need to, I'll escort you straight to the gymnastics facility where Coach Gorman can administer another lesson in humility.”Since I hardly felt humiliated by our last encounter, I felt no necessity to slip out of my Center. My carpets were thin cast-offs from an earlier college epoch so they hardly aided any stealth attempt. Rhaine walked up to me, weighed her options, then pushed me lightly.“Get dressed, Zane,” she said, neither convincingly angry nor commanding.That didn't work so she repeated the phrase and pushed harder. The third attempt used more strength but got the same results. Rhaine decided that her problem was in the application of force, not her message, so to increase her push, she placed a knee on the bed and pushed harder.“Get dre, ” she squealed as I fell over, grabbing her wrist and pulling her with me.I leapt on top of her even as she rolled from her stomach to her back. Rhaine's eyes were wide as I dove in for a kiss. Her lips were locked shut so nothing more happened. She was still struggling for words when Mercy and the other girl grabbed my arms and yanked me up and back.“Get off of me,” Rhaine shouted, a little too late to be effective or believable. Experienced leg-breakers usually keep their victim's arms up or to the side; they never stick them between their thighs. As it was, I was being pulled back on my knees, pinning Rhaine's shins to the bed and my hands merely inches away from their pussies. Was it Christmas already?So much of life is about leverage of one kind or another and in this case, the leverage was all in my captor's favor, so I needed to change things up.“Let go of me!” I shouted, struggled, and slipped my hands higher up their thighs. I'm not going to win an Oscar but I did make Rhaine smile at my feigned discomfort, to the point she propped herself up and grinned wickedly at me.“Now you are going to do what I say,” she gloated.“Oh, I don't think so,” I grinned right back. I rolled my arms in my shoulder joints and launched my upper body toward Rhaine. For those fans of physics, when the shoulder goes down and they've made the elbow a pivot point, then the lower arm goes up, science is my friend.I rolled my fore- and middle finger into one stiff rod and prodded Mercy's and her partner's perineums. They yelped and pulled back, drawing my fingers onto their slits and along them until I flicked their slumbering clits. Their faces flushed crimson as they stumbled back and released my arms. This allowed me to descend on Rhaine unimpeded. Her mouth open in a surprised 'O', our lips met and then our tongues touched inside her mouth.I was quick enough to wrap my arms around her before her back hit the bed.“Umm” she protested inside our oral embrace. “Um” she mumbled, before, “Um, ” she ended up moaning. I was a bit curious why Mercy and the as-of-yet named accomplice weren't all over this, breaking us apart, when I felt Rhaine's legs move from beneath me, to up my sides until they crossed over my ass and locked me in.“Is that, your, I'm not sure what to call it, penis?” she whispered between kisses. How she had become oblivious of her cohorts was beyond me.“I prefer the term cock,” I responded with great gentleness but with a hungry stare, “but if penis works for you,” I added with a slow, steady, downward pressure with my hips upon hers.Rhaine groaned from deep within, her head lolled back, and her eyes became somewhat unfocussed.“Oh, yes,” she mouthed, barely audible.“Rhaine?” Mercy inquired.“Get, get off of Rhaine,” the third girl said weakly. “Please?”Since she said please, I obliged. I flipped us over so that Rhaine was on top. I'm not sure how happy the girl was because Rhaine showed no haste in dismounting me, though we did stop kissing once more.“Would you, would you please get dressed now,” Rhaine panted. I would have been more impressed, and able, if Rhaine hadn't been humping me at the moment. Clearly, my cock had wedged itself right against her panty-covered love box, her lips divided and her clit rubbing along my shaft.“You really are quite beautiful,” I complimented her, as I brushed some lo

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Joining us today to discuss the opportunities in self-storage during the current market conditions is Kris Benson. He is the Chief Investment Officer of Reliant Real Estate Management, a company that offers institutional quality self-storage investments to accredited investors. He digs deep into why self-storage is still an incredible asset to invest in and offers strategies on how to squeeze NOI out of properties. He also touches on what it takes to be a sophisticated operator in the space, the work they are doing in boat and RV storage, and the importance of return on equity.     [00:01 - 12:35] Self Storage Investing Insights Kris talks about his background as an investor To make money in real estate, do it at a scale He introduces Reliant Real Estate Management and the work they do They are seeing significant compression in cap rates in the market There is still a lot of capital chasing deals in the self-storage space, with institutional investors looking for a safe and profitable investment Investors who are not well capitalized and not-so sophisticated operators may be potentially setting themselves up for failure What makes a sophisticated operator Leveraging different technologies such as touchless leasing One of the most important things moving forward for increasing NOI: dynamic pricing algorithm Comparing the data and software advancements for multifamily and self-storage [12:36 - 19:12] Business Growth and Return on Equity  Kris breaks down the boat and RV storage facilities they own and what they're doing in development When there's equity in the deals, is it time to liquidate or refinance? [19:13 - 20:28] Closing Segment Reach out to Kris!  Links Below Final Words Tweetable Quotes   “There's a lot of people in the space who are not sophisticated operators and when things get tight, again, it probably comes down to bad debt or too aggressive on the debt side.” - Kris Benson “This one is probably going to be most important moving forward is dynamic pricing algorithm where you're matching prices day to day based on occupancy.” - Kris Benson “I'm a huge believer that in real estate, anything you buy today, in 20 years is going to be a good deal.” - Kris Benson -----------------------------------------------------------------------------   Connect with Kris through the Reliant Real Estate Management website and KrisBenson.com.   Connect with me:   I love helping others place money outside of traditional investments that both diversify a strategy and provide solid predictable returns.     Facebook   LinkedIn   Like, subscribe, and leave us a review on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Google Podcasts, or whatever platform you listen on.  Thank you for tuning in!   Email me → sam@brickeninvestmentgroup.com Want to read the full show notes of the episode? Check it out below: [00:00:00] Kris Benson: What I would say you should measure us on is, well, what happened to NOI during that period? Did we grow that? And that's what you can hold us accountable to, but cap rates and valuations, who knows, that's all made up, right? So we can't control that. But what we can control is if we can squeeze NOI out of something, we're doing our job and then the market's going to do what it's going to do. [00:00:32] Sam Wilson: Kris Benson is the CIO at Reliant Real Estate Management. They are a top 30 vertically integrated self-storage operator. Kris and his Reliant team have transacted on over $1 billion in self-storage in the past five years, Kris, welcome to the show.  [00:00:47] Kris Benson: Hey, Sam. Pleasure. Appreciate you taking the time.  [00:00:49] Sam Wilson: Hey man. Thank you for coming on. Certainly appreciate it. There are three questions I ask every guest who comes on the show" in 90 seconds or less can you tell me where did you start? Where are you now? And how did you get there?  [00:00:59] Kris Benson: Those three questions take longer than 90 seconds to answer. Is that okay?  [00:01:03] Sam Wilson: Do your best. [00:01:05] Kris Benson: Where I started, probably very similarly to a lot of people who get involved in real estate. I owned some duplexes in the town that I lived in and very quickly realized that that was going to be very challenging to scale. And essentially I hated everything about it. It was not really the work, it was more, the people like it was just soul-sucking. It, it always, there was always problems. No one was ever happy. So ultimately I heard in a podcast or read, I wish I could credit who said it to me, but basically it was big deals and small deals are the same amount of work. You just make less money and small deals. And so we started to scale into some larger multifamily we've ended up building a 64 unit apartment complex. And for me, Sam, that's where kind of the light bulbs went off where I was like, ah, this is how you make money in real estate. And, and it was figuring out how to do it at scale. [00:01:54] Kris Benson: And I'm going to fast forward a lot of the story, but how we got to where we are now is about six years ago, I was convinced cap rates and multifamily couldn't possibly get any more compressed than where they were at that moment. Whoops. I was off by quite a few years, so I started looking for other asset classes to invest in. And that brought me to two really interesting niche classes, mobile home parks and storage, and kind of fell in love with the metrics behind storage. So was an investor of Reliant, which is where I am now first. And then the founder of Reliant, Todd Allen, and I kind of formed a partnership and we've been scaling ever since. So it's, it's been a fun ride.  [00:02:33] Sam Wilson: Yeah, that's interesting. Your crystal ball was definitely broken when it comes to where multifamily has gone. I was talking to a friend of mine the other day. They said in 2016, they were underwriting a deal and they couldn't bring themselves to pay 14 million for it. And then, just traded hands, what did he say, 45 million here just a couple of months ago. And he's just like, I don't even understand this. This is crazy. So, but you know, aside from that, I don't want to go down that rabbit hole necessarily and talk about why it's where it is, but you found a niche in self-storage. Tell me a little bit about what you guys are seeing as far as opportunity goes right now in the self-storage space.  [00:03:08] Kris Benson: Yeah, for sure. I mean, what I would say, Sam, is Reliant is a value add shop. So generally we're buying existing assets and adding something to them to force appreciation. So we're just, our goal is always to grow NOI and usually, our plan is expansion. So we're adding square footage and then getting those units leased up. And generally, that's where we're getting our NOI growth. We do some other things, you know, especially if we're taking over kind of a mom and pop owned facility, there's usually some low hanging fruit there as far as, you know, rental rate increases and having things like U-Haul truck rental and tenant insurance and those kinds of things as well, where we can add some ancillary income. But I would say, look, the market in self-storage in the last three years has been pretty incredible. We've seen a significant compression in cap rates. So values have gone through the roof. And what's interesting, Sam, is we stand here today, it's the middle of June, interest rates are rising, but we haven't seen cap rates come up. Values are not changing yet.  [00:04:06] Kris Benson: And I think, you know, a motivator behind that is there's still a lot of capital chasing deals from an institutional level. There's a lot of money still trying to get into the asset class. I had to call this morning with a group. They just funded a group that is starting up and looking for some expansion capital, and they had 13 term sheets. And this group is coming to us saying, Hey, these guys are still looking for a place to place money, do you want to talk about it? So there's still a lot of capital chasing this asset class for the reasons that, you know, we fell in love with it. There's, there's a lot of recession resiliency there, at least in the last two economic cycles. And I think, you know, institutional capital is trying to find deployment in that space.  [00:04:46] Sam Wilson: Yeah. I mean, certainly, I don't know any asset class where capital just isn't chasing yield. I mean, it's looking for it wherever it can find it. So, you know, it's no, obviously no surprise that it's gone into self-storage, but let me ask you this. I understand the, and we think we well covered it on this show, the recession benefits of self-storage, but yet I think in every, every crisis, it brings out unique opportunities to acquire. Are there people who are misaligning their portfolios or taking on debt in the wrong way, or just setting themselves up for failure in the self-storage asset class in particular if we go into a recession?  [00:05:25] Kris Benson: We hope so. Time will tell, Sam, right? I, I agree. Usually, the best buying opportunities are, are going to be in when there's blood in the streets, right? We'll find out is there's been a huge glut of self-storage development in the last five years, right, so a lot of people, when you make money in an asset class, People are going to show up and say, oh, I can do that, right? So there's been a lot of merchant builders who are not self-storage operators, they just are developers. They can develop a storage facility and they hope, Hey, I'm the backend. I'm going to sell this to one of the REITs or a publicly traded company. It's going to turn out just fine. And, and they've been right for a long time. The interesting part's going to be, look, if I did a ground-up development three years ago, I was probably underrating sub 4% debt on my construction loans, right? In my model, I was saying, all right, it's going to build be a year plus to build, it's going to take me a year or two to lease this thing up. And then I got to go get perm financing. The question's going to be, what did they underwrite that permanent financing at interest rate wise, right? And if they needed it to be a four and a half to make their project work, Well, they're going to come into a market where it's five plus, right? And that's where we could see some pain, right? Is the sea of old deals where they're coming to market and saying, all right, I got to go get perm financing. And the lender's looking at them saying, yeah. At five and a half, or you can buy down your note, you got to come up and, you know, come up with a big chunk of cash to buy down the proceeds. So, Sam, I think, you know, for those operators that may not be well capitalized, there may be some opportunities there where deals that either banks are taking or banks are starting shop 'cause they know, Hey, we're going to get this thing back. So, you know, I think time will tell. The other part of this is there's a lot of people in the space who, you know, are not sophisticated operators and when things get tight, you know, again, it probably comes down to bad debt or too aggressive on the debt side. But when you're not a sophisticated operator, it's harder to make things work when, you know, the revenue side gets a little bit tighter.  [00:07:24] Sam Wilson: What are some things, when you say that word sophisticated, what are some things that come to mind that you would say would make someone a sophisticated operator?  [00:07:31] Kris Benson: Yeah, that's a fair question. [00:07:32] Kris Benson: I mean, there's a lot to that, right? And I think it depends on what you're thinking about, but, well, let's start with just kind of the digital marketing side, right? And, and how you're attracting customers. I think in the world, we live in, Sam, today, even in the smaller markets, the secondary and tertiary markets. We generally like to operate in the smaller markets 'cause we have a competitive advantage there, right? Our digital ads, Google AdWords, SEO, those types of things. Generally, mom and pop operators have a website, but they're not really doing anything else, right? And when I say mom and pop, it's not derogatory. You know, people who own less than five facilities kind of fall in that category, right? And it's, it's not good or bad. It just is the, how they attract customers. Do they have, I'd say a big thing in the last 24 months has been touchless leasing, right? So the ability for a customer to rent online, get access to their unit, get their lock and never go in the office, sign their lease. Everything is done online that's since COVID has been a huge push, I would say probably 30 to 40% of our leases. They never walk into our facilities. That's another one.  [00:08:39] Kris Benson: And then I, I would say this one is probably going to be most important moving forward is kind of a dynamic pricing algorithm where you're matching prices day to day, based on occupancy and trying to squeeze out revenue based on, you know, Hey, we, we may have five to seven types of units in a particular facility and each one is being priced based on that type of units occupancy, right? So if 10 by tens are full, that price is going to go up. If five by tens are, you know, empty, that price is going to go down and that's shifting every day comparatively to what's happening in the rest of the market. So just kind of a snapshot.  [00:09:17] Sam Wilson: No, I love that. And that, that brings, you know, a few things out that maybe I hadn't thought about. And we're certainly seeing that on the dynamic pricing side, on the RV resorts. You know, it's something where again, you know, mostly mom and pop owned and it's like, well, we know that you know, it's, you know, $69 a night, $79 a night, whatever it is. And that's been what they've been saying for a decade 'cause it's easy to remember. But it's also parable for business. Like, wait, no, I mean, it's July 4th. You should not be 79. You should be $179 a night. Like, whatever it is, again, I'm making up numbers here, but that, that whole dynamic pricing capacity is something that, you know, it's overlooked, I think in a lot of industries and we've seen that of course come around in Airbnb. We've seen that the airlines, the hotels have had it forever and it's like, why don't we have this applied across, you know, all of our real estate asset classes? So do you think that will take off? You know, and there's just a, there's a random stray thought here so forgive me. I mean, we don't, we haven't seen that in the multifamily space yet. [00:10:12] Kris Benson: The dynamic pricing.? [00:10:13] Sam Wilson: Yeah. Have you seen that anywhere?  [00:10:15] Kris Benson: Yeah, it exists for sure, especially some of the larger operating platforms. That's where I first got introduced to it is that pricing is changing in the market almost daily, based on unit type. The difference is, Sam, with, with multifamily specifically, right? The big boys report. So there's, you know, like the Yardi and the CoStar are getting that data, so that everybody can have the benefit of having that data, right? And in storage, there's a couple of groups trying, Radius+ is one, where they're trying to create this momentum where operators are reporting this information in so we can all benefit from. But it's definitely not to the level of like a multifamily and, and part of it's just because the market is much smaller than multifamily. So software companies are looking, Hey, where do we invest dollars to build a platform? Storage is a smaller addressable market than multifamily, right? So, you know, I think part of it is who's making investments into the space and storage has come a long way from where it was 10 years ago, for sure in the sophistication and, you know, the technology that's supporting it, but it's still not kind of the maturity level, I would say, of like a multifamily or an office, right? You know, some of the core four, when you think about the major real estate asset classes, but, yeah, I would say that that pricing algorithm tool is, is super helpful when you think about how to squeeze NOI, right?  [00:11:39] Kris Benson: And Sam, in the world, you and I live in, that's how we should be judged by investors, right? You know, I mean, so if you have been a, an operator of almost any asset class for the last five years, You should have made money unless you're really, you know, really screwed it up, you should have made money. And that could have been just cap rate compression. You could have done nothing. And you still should have made money. What I would say you should measure us on is, well, what happened to NOI during that period? Did we grow that? That's what you can hold us accountable to, but cap rates and valuations, who knows, that's all made up, right? So we can't control that, but what we can control is. If we can squeeze NOI out of something, we're doing our job and then the market's going to do what it's going to do.  [00:12:24] Sam Wilson: Right. Absolutely. Absolutely. Tell me about this. You guys, I mean, you, you own some regular, just standard self-storage. When I say that, I'm thinking like you said, 5 by 10, 10 by 10, whatever, 10 by 20 units. Do you guys have your hands in any other type of storage?  [00:12:39] Kris Benson: Like wine storage or like that type of stuff? Or boat and RV? [00:12:43] Sam Wilson: Yeah. Any of those. I hadn't thought about wine storage, but yeah. I mean, I guess obviously you own boat and RV storage as well, is that right? [00:12:49] Kris Benson: Yep. We do. We have some boat and RV-specific facilities where that's, you know, that's all they do. And then, we also have some storage facilities with traditional climate, you know, non climate controlled units, like the garages that we have parking on. Sometimes it's, you know, covered parking where you got the steel beams, corrugated metal roofs, and trickle chargers, and you can park in there. We kind of have a mix of both. It really depends on the market that we're in. You know, where we found the most success, obviously in the boat and RV parking is somewhere around a lake or recreational area. Generally, people want to park the boats and RVs there. So, yeah. You know, it, it's very market specific if we're, you know, in downtown Atlanta and does a boat and RV parking place do well? Probably not. [00:13:32] Sam Wilson: Probably not. Or conversely, an RV parking place in downtown Atlanta might do great just in the sense that where else are they going to park it? Like you can't park it in your street, you know, in the, in the neighborhood, your HOAs forbid it. So it's going to be where, where else you going to put an RV if you own one? Yeah, that's interesting. I know we talked about that a little bit off air as to like, what happens to all of these assets, you know, if we have a recession in the gas prices? You know, gas prices keep going up, we go into a recession. What happens to boat and RV storage? Where does that go? I don't know.  [00:14:02] Kris Benson: Yeah, it's going to be interesting. Last night I was cooking dinner actually, and I had the David Muir, Nightly News, ABC or CBS. I don't know what, what channel it is, but he was talking about Biden, you know, potentially proposing the idea of a gas tax holiday. And I was like, oh, that's probably a good idea right now. And then they're like, that will save on average 18 cents a gallon. I was like, perfect. That should make a huge impact in most people's lives. They fill up 10 gallons. I get a dollar 80 back. Thanks, federal government. I guess I don't know how you kind of think about that and be like, that's how we're going to fix this.  [00:14:34] Sam Wilson: Right, right. Let's not think about the fact that three times more expensive to fill up this year than it was last year. Let's think about saving 18 cents a gallon. Yeah, absolutely. Man, it'll be interesting to see how that shakes out. It was a conversation we talked about again before we hit record on this, where you were talking about return on equity. I thought that was an interesting point where you were talking to a seller and the sellers, you know, you basically were able to present to them this idea that, Hey, you can hold this asset for a decade. But what's your equity doing for you? Can you break that down for us? 'Cause I really like that thought process.  [00:15:05] Kris Benson: Yeah, for sure. I mean, look, I'm a huge believer, Sam, that real estate, anything you buy today, in 20 years is going to be a good deal, right? So I'm 42. Anything, anything that I had purchased when I was 22 today, it's worth more money. [00:15:19] Sam Wilson: Sure. [00:15:19] Kris Benson: Unquestionably, right? So you know, when I think about with, that's kind of on my original invested equity, I may have an incredible return on that when and if I have a liquidation event, right? So let's say I hold it for 20 years, but if three years in, the equity in the deal has doubled or tripled or quadrupled or whatever the specific situation you and I were talking about is a gentleman who built a boat and RV parking facility. And he had 10xed, essentially his equity by building the facility and filling it up in two years. And so what I think about from the investing side in that is, okay, so you have X amount of equity. What's your return on the equity that you currently have? Not what he wrote the check for, right, he wrote the check for 250 grand when he built it. Now he's got 2.5 million in it, and when you look at your cash flows, not on 250 grand, it's your cash flows divided by 2.5 million. His return on equity is terrible and not terrible, but there are other opportunities for you out there. And so I think that's how we look at a lot of our deals with our investors is when we get to that point where there's equity in the deals, is it time to liquidate or refinance and pull that equity out because our investor's money has built that equity too. We, Reliant, with our equity in the don't want it sitting there not earning. And you as an investor with Reliant, if you've doubled your equity, you don't want that sitting in there getting a 2%, 3%, especially in this inflationary environment, right? So I think it's always just a balance of you got to look at, all right, what can I do with this money if I pull it out, and if I'm going and buying boats and RVs? Probably not a great investment, but if I could pull that money out and go reinvest and churn it again, you know, that's where we start to get that compounding effect on the investment side of things. [00:17:11] Sam Wilson: Yeah. And I think that's, that doesn't bode well with the Dave Ramsey school of thought, but I think there are differences there, obviously between what he talks. Like you said, you know, Hey, if you're going to pull out this equity and go buy a boat just for kicks and giggles, then you're just buying another highly depreciating asset and paying probably too much for it. And that's a bad move. And, and I think that's always a personal decision too. Like, you know, sometimes there's a return on equity and then there's a return on peace of mind. That's like, okay, well, which one, which one is it? Maybe this guy's super happy. He's like, I don't care, man. I own a facility free and clear and I get paid for it every year and I don't have to think about it. So ROPM, return on peace of mind. You don't know, but I do like that idea.  [00:17:48] Kris Benson: You trademark that, Sam. RO... [00:17:50] Sam Wilson: PM, return on peace of mind. And so I think that's always interesting is we survey our own portfolios and go, okay, what's it look like to extract maximum value and maximum return out of this, and do it in a way that is meaningful and also, you know, protects us from downside risk. Are you guys doing any development right now?  [00:18:07] Kris Benson: Yeah. You're saying from a ground-up standpoint.? [00:18:09] Sam Wilson: Yep.  [00:18:10] Kris Benson: Yeah, we're not what I would consider a developer, meaning, Hey, we can do 10 projects a year. We just don't have the team to support it. We are in the midst of, well, two active developments. Third, that's kind of going through an approval process right now, and hopefully, we'll have shovels in the ground before the end of the summer. So a little bit. Generally, we're usually about one a year, but what I would say is there's going to be value in development right now. And there has been, but we feel like there's kind of an interesting space right now, just from a return on stabilized yield. Like, what you're going to get once this thing is built and the prices per square foot that are being paid for basically empty buildings and the replacement cost against it, you know, there's a Delta there and an opportunity for sure. [00:18:53] Sam Wilson: Right, right. Yeah. It's really interesting. And that's what we're seeing a lot, even, especially in the multifamily space. I hear a lot, have a lot of people come on the show and say, they'll say, Hey, you know, it's cheaper for us to build than it is to buy existing and then, and then do a value add, like we can just turn around and just push shovel on the ground and start ground up and have a better product for less money. Like, well, that's really interesting. [00:19:11] Kris Benson: For sure.  [00:19:12] Sam Wilson: Fantastic. Kris, I've really enjoyed this. Thanks for taking the time today to break down the self-storage market for us, what you guys are buying, how you've bought it. I love the clarification there around what a sophisticated operation or operator could look like, you know, and, and kind of giving some quick ideas on, you know, when you see a mom and pop operator, the things that it could be very, very easily improved. Yeah. Certainly appreciate that. Thanks for taking the time to share your story and just give us insight on what opportunities you see out there in the market. If our listeners want to get in touch with you or learn more about you, what is the best way to do that? [00:19:42] Kris Benson: Yeah, I think probably our website's best, reliant-mgmt.com, which is the abbreviation of management, or if you just Google Reliant Real Estate Management, you're going to find us, you can find our current investment opportunities, contact us, get in touch with our team, and learn a little bit more about the team and track record here. [00:19:59] Sam Wilson: Awesome, Kris, thank you again, certainly appreciate your time.  [00:20:02] Kris Benson: My pleasure. Thanks, Sam. 

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Look out RL Stine, we're coming for you! AND your mole! Hahaha, I kid, I kid... Ahh... we have fun... Whoops! Anyway, Short and Spooky (The podcast about anthology shows) is coming at you with an episode discussing the show Goosebumps! This two-part episode (thanks Tom) is based on the first Goosebumps book ever written "Welcome to Dead House" Hmm... I don't know what's going on with the grammar there... who cares? Check it out! Please rate, review, subscribe, and tell your friends! --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/shortandspooky/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/shortandspooky/support

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It's a busy day at The Charlie Kirk Show, starting with the news that the United States has officially entered into a recession. As we predicted for months on this show, Crashflation is here— what does that mean for you and your family, and how is it different than the crash of 2008? Charlie does a deep dive into the economic health of the nation to answer these questions and more. And as he unpacks the news of the recession, more breaking news comes from the set of The View and we learn on-air that Whoopi Goldberg has “apologized,” in her own teleprompter-bound way. Charlie divulges his thoughts on the moral nature of accepting a non-apology like Whoopi's and what it means to forgive and not forget. He also asks listeners "What do you think Turning Point should do next?" and shares some of their responses he got from the inbox at Freedom@CharlieKirk.com.Support the show: http://www.charliekirk.com/supportSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Whoops.. I just realized that I keep referring to this new season as season 5 yet we haven't even started season 4. As we kick off season 4 I just wanted to share a thought about goals and distractions that accompany them. Don't allow burnout to keep you from investing time into your passions. Be consistent and confident through the process. You'll get to what you're working on in due time.

So much has been going on, the Geeks catch up with each other with another Whatcha' Doin'? episode. This week, we discuss... - "Moon Knight" - "Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness" - "Ms. Marvel" - "Thor: Love & Thunder" - "Obi-Wan Kenobi" - "The Batman" - "Outlander" season 6 - "The Time Traveler's Wife" season 1...and done :( - "Stranger Things" season 4 - "THE ORVILLE" SEASON 3 :) - "For All Mankind" season 3 - "Top Gun: Maverick" - Live performance of "The Great Divorce" by C.S. Lewis - "Chronicles of Amber" book series by Roger Zelazny - "Pilgrim's Progress" modern telling - "Save the Cat" scriptwriting book - "The Boys" seasons 1 & 2 (Andruw hasn't quite gotten to season 3 yet; Todd isn't bothering) - "Umbrella Academy" season 3 - Dave's rewatch of "The A-Team" - Todd's rewatch of "Picket Fences" - News & trailers coming out of San Diego Comic Con - The Geeks' mutual decrease in enthusiasm for some upcoming movies & TV shows :( - DRAGON CON !!! :) -- What are the guys looking forward to the most this Labor Day weekend (Dave and Andruw's first time going, Todd's 11th, if you count Dragon Con Virtual 2020)? ...And, well...that's enough, don't you think?!? Out of the items above that all three of us saw, I don't think we totally agreed on any of them. So, you'll get a lot of different opinions this time. OOOHHH!!! And, this is our 2nd anniversary of podcasting!!! :) Technically, our previous episode could have counted as our 2nd anniversary. We didn't even realize it. Whoops. Maybe we'll make a big deal out of it...eventually. Or, maybe we'll just celebrate on odd-numbered anniversaries. (?!?) Note: Due to the timely nature of some of the reviews in this episode and the news out of SDCC, this episode is coming out before two previously-recorded episodes. Our reviews of horror movie "The Mist" is almost completely edited, and we have a review of submarine comedy "Down Periscope" in the can (between the creamed corn and deviled ham...you'll get the joke if you've watched that movie). Episodes we plan to record (hopefully) soon are "Thor: The Dark World," which we rolled on the "Down Periscope" episode, and another showdown of "After Earth vs. Oblivion," which we rolled off-mic when we realized we didn't do it in this episode. Edit (a week later): Oh, yeah, we also rolled "Dark City" at some point and still need to record the review for that one too, probably even before "Thor: The Dark World" or the showdown. You can contact us at... - E-Mail: DiscerningGeeks@gmail.com - Twitter: @DiscerningGeeks - Facebook: Discerning Geeks Portal - Link Tree: linktr.ee/discerninggeeks Please rate or review us wherever you listen to podcasts. Give us 5 stars if you love us, 4 stars if you hate us. The other stars do not work. Public domain music used in the episode includes... - Intro/Outro: "I Guess What I'm Trying to Say" by Bryan Teoh via FreePD.com --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/discerninggeeks/message

Following his massive success with Thor: Ragnarok, Taika Waititi returns to direct (and voice the character of Korg) in Thor: Love and Thunder. But has pop culture's Waititi-fication gone too far? Check out Secret Lab at https://lmg.gg/SecretLabTJM Get your Vessi shoes today at: http://vessi.com/TJM The next episode will be: Get Out (2017), because we didn't know Nope releases on July 22nd WHOOPS

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Mike Sullivan and Josh Hadley join Mike White to discuss the 1986 comedy Whoops Apocalypse. Loosely based on the 1982 British TV series of the same name, it's a story of chicanery and political intrigue centered on the obscure and fictional British territory of Santa Maya. A power struggle around this small island leads to heightened tensions between the UK, US, and USSR.Producer Brian Eastman and co-writer David Renwick discuss the mini-series and feature versions of Whoops Apocalypse.

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More calls on who needs KD as their sidekick most. Rayquan Smith joins to tell us how he became the "King of NIL." JT Postman joins to talk PGA and how he's mistaken for another "JT" all the time. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

More calls on who needs KD as their sidekick most. Rayquan Smith joins to tell us how he became the "King of NIL." JT Postman joins to talk PGA and how he's mistaken for another "JT" all the time. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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