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Widow of Slain Ohio Deputy Sues Alleged Killer's Family Over Fundraisers The widow of a retired Ohio sheriff's deputy has filed a civil lawsuit against the family of the man accused of killing her husband, accusing them of profiting off his alleged crime through online fundraisers. Rodney Hinton Jr., 38, is currently in the Clermont County Jail, charged with aggravated murder for the May 2, 2024 death of Larry Henderson, a 57-year-old retired Hamilton County Sheriff's deputy who was working a special duty traffic detail during the University of Cincinnati's commencement ceremonies. Authorities say that Hinton deliberately accelerated his silver Ford Focus and struck Henderson from behind while he was directing traffic at the intersection of Jefferson and Corry Streets near the university's Fifth Third Arena. Surveillance footage reportedly shows Hinton turning around after initially driving past Henderson, circling back, and intentionally aiming the vehicle at the deputy. Henderson was thrown several feet and suffered fatal injuries. He was pronounced dead shortly after being transported to a hospital. Police say the attack appeared to be motivated by rage and grief, as just one day earlier, Hinton's 26-year-old son, Ryan Hinton, was shot and killed by Cincinnati police officers during an altercation. According to the Cincinnati Police Department, Ryan Hinton was involved in a domestic violence situation and allegedly charged at officers with a knife before being fatally shot. Body camera footage was shown to Rodney Hinton shortly after the incident, and his defense attorney has since claimed that seeing the video triggered a psychotic break. Prosecutors, however, allege that Hinton acted with intent, describing the incident as a targeted and deliberate attack on law enforcement. They charged him with aggravated murder, felonious assault, and vehicular homicide. At his arraignment, prosecutors noted the calculated nature of the attack and emphasized that Henderson had no connection to the officer who shot Ryan Hinton. Following Hinton's arrest, members of his family created crowdfunding campaigns on platforms including GoFundMe and GiveSendGo to raise money for legal expenses and family support. These fundraisers were met with swift backlash from law enforcement organizations and political officials, who condemned them as an exploitation of a tragic crime. Both platforms ultimately removed the campaigns after public outcry. On July 14, 2025, Henderson's widow filed a wrongful death lawsuit in Clermont County Common Pleas Court against Rodney Hinton and several of his family members. The lawsuit, claims that the fundraisers amassed over $100,000 and that the family capitalized on Hinton's "public status and notoriety gained solely through his criminal act of killing Deputy Henderson." Want to comment and watch this podcast as a video?  Check out our YouTube Channel. https://www.youtube.com/@hiddenkillerspod Instagram https://www.instagram.com/hiddenkillerspod/ Facebook https://www.facebook.com/hiddenkillerspod/ Tik-Tok https://www.tiktok.com/@hiddenkillerspod X Twitter https://x.com/tonybpod Listen Ad-Free On Apple Podcasts Here: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/true-crime-today-premium-plus-ad-free-advance-episode/id1705422872

Widow of Slain Ohio Deputy Sues Alleged Killer's Family Over Fundraisers The widow of a retired Ohio sheriff's deputy has filed a civil lawsuit against the family of the man accused of killing her husband, accusing them of profiting off his alleged crime through online fundraisers. Rodney Hinton Jr., 38, is currently in the Clermont County Jail, charged with aggravated murder for the May 2, 2024 death of Larry Henderson, a 57-year-old retired Hamilton County Sheriff's deputy who was working a special duty traffic detail during the University of Cincinnati's commencement ceremonies. Authorities say that Hinton deliberately accelerated his silver Ford Focus and struck Henderson from behind while he was directing traffic at the intersection of Jefferson and Corry Streets near the university's Fifth Third Arena. Surveillance footage reportedly shows Hinton turning around after initially driving past Henderson, circling back, and intentionally aiming the vehicle at the deputy. Henderson was thrown several feet and suffered fatal injuries. He was pronounced dead shortly after being transported to a hospital. Police say the attack appeared to be motivated by rage and grief, as just one day earlier, Hinton's 26-year-old son, Ryan Hinton, was shot and killed by Cincinnati police officers during an altercation. According to the Cincinnati Police Department, Ryan Hinton was involved in a domestic violence situation and allegedly charged at officers with a knife before being fatally shot. Body camera footage was shown to Rodney Hinton shortly after the incident, and his defense attorney has since claimed that seeing the video triggered a psychotic break. Prosecutors, however, allege that Hinton acted with intent, describing the incident as a targeted and deliberate attack on law enforcement. They charged him with aggravated murder, felonious assault, and vehicular homicide. At his arraignment, prosecutors noted the calculated nature of the attack and emphasized that Henderson had no connection to the officer who shot Ryan Hinton. Following Hinton's arrest, members of his family created crowdfunding campaigns on platforms including GoFundMe and GiveSendGo to raise money for legal expenses and family support. These fundraisers were met with swift backlash from law enforcement organizations and political officials, who condemned them as an exploitation of a tragic crime. Both platforms ultimately removed the campaigns after public outcry. On July 14, 2025, Henderson's widow filed a wrongful death lawsuit in Clermont County Common Pleas Court against Rodney Hinton and several of his family members. The lawsuit, claims that the fundraisers amassed over $100,000 and that the family capitalized on Hinton's "public status and notoriety gained solely through his criminal act of killing Deputy Henderson." Want to comment and watch this podcast as a video?  Check out our YouTube Channel. https://www.youtube.com/@hiddenkillerspod Instagram https://www.instagram.com/hiddenkillerspod/ Facebook https://www.facebook.com/hiddenkillerspod/ Tik-Tok https://www.tiktok.com/@hiddenkillerspod X Twitter https://x.com/tonybpod Listen Ad-Free On Apple Podcasts Here: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/true-crime-today-premium-plus-ad-free-advance-episode/id1705422872

 What does it mean to truly start over after unimaginable loss?  From learning how to ask for help in her "season of yes," to the strength it took to finally take off her wedding ring, Christie Salava's story is raw, honest, and inspiring—and a powerful reminder that you're never alone, even in your darkest moments!Here are 5 key takeaways:The Power of Saying "Yes" to Support Christie shared valuable advice she received early in her journey: embrace a "season of yes." She learned to accept help from friends, community, and anyone offering support—even when it felt uncomfortable or humbling. By saying yes, she allowed others to be part of her healing and recognized the importance of not walking through grief alone.Profound Shifts in Marriage and Caregiving Christie's story illustrates how illness can transform a loved one and a marriage. She discussed the pain of watching her husband Andy's personality change due to his brain tumor and treatments—moving quickly from the man she knew to someone unrecognizable, and the difficult task of protecting her children from those changes while navigating her own grief.Reminders That Healing and Moving Forward Aren't Betrayals The episode deeply explored the emotional complexity of moving forward—especially when it came to taking off her wedding ring and moving out of the family home. Christie expressed her internal tug-of-war between honoring Andy and embracing new chapters.Honesty as a Cornerstone of Healing Christie emphasized the importance of being honest—with herself, her children, her support system, and with God. She explained that allowing herself to voice her true feelings, needs, and struggles enabled her to receive comfort and support.Cultivating Hope for the Future While honoring her past, Christie shared her growing hope and openness to finding love again—without diminishing the love she still holds for Andy. She highlighted how both personal growth and the courage to tackle challenges (like solo road trips and relocating her family) have helped rebuild her confidence and inspire her children by example.This episode is full of heartfelt, vulnerable moments and practical wisdom for anyone navigating loss and the journey toward healing.Be sure to join us again for Part 2 with Christie in an upcoming episode!Need support for feeling more confident moving into your Chapter 2? Check out the Boost Your Confidence Level After Loss Workbook! Go to https://www.widow180.com/confidence and get the instant download PDF today! Be sure to join our Facebook group, Widow 180 The Community: https://www.facebook.com/groups/312036956454927Also follow us on Insta: https://www.instagram.com/widow_180/Check us out on YouTube at Widow 180: The Channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC-DK_dl31qMilJ5cE6t9MVQFor more blog posts and resources go to www.widow180.comQuestions? Email me at jen@widow180.com

Up in the sky! It's a bird! It's a plane! It's... a new movie review from Comic Book Keepers!!! Chris, Lance and Jeremy share their super powered spoilery thoughts on James Gunn's Superman!!!  You have a super-power, too! You can write a REVIEW! A five star review on Apple Podcasts goes a long way and helps get the word out. Leave a comment so we can say thanks! We read EVERY one!   Join our Patreon for exclusive bonus content! You can support the show at https://www.patreon.com/ComicBookKeepers We have merchandise in the store with our Cosplay Logo! Get yours here! https://comicbookkeepers.threadless.com/designs/comic-book-keepers-cosplay-logo/heroes/t-shirt/regular?variation=front&color=royal_blue Comic Book Keepers is hosted by the Geekly Grind. Check out reviews and discussion on everything Geeky from Anime, Manga, Boardgames, comics, and more. www.thegeeklygrind.comsdThe Geekly Grind @thegeeklygrind Link tree: https://linktr.ee/CBKcast Social media: Twitter @cbkcast Instagram @cbkcast Facebook Chris @dungeonheads Lance @roguesymbiote Chris's draws D&D character art. check out his Patreon to see a library of different characters, and see more samples on Instagram Original and NEW rock Theme by Weston Gardner @ArcaneAnthems on Patreon  

The Widow's Project offers a powerful healing process from the trauma of losing a spouse. Co-Directors Mary Beth Woll and Linda Smith join us to explain the Heartwork process, and how they support and train others to care for widows globally! The Widows Project (https://www.thewidowsproject.org/) Mary Beth and Linda's personal stories-- Don't Lose Heart - The Legacy Institute (https://thelegacyinstitute.com/dont-lose-heart/)

The Daughter's Approval Meant More Than I Knew.By bart23233. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.For me, turning 40 was a real issue.My friends were throwing me a big four-oh party and it kind of got out of hand there were a lot of people there. Many of whom I didn't even know. Let's just say that we passed small and intimate way back in the dust.As I moved through the crowd, a woman who appeared to be about 45 caught my eye. She was one of the many people I didn't know. She was in shape and had a great body. I decided that at 40, I was allowed to chat up women who were 45. I move over to her and introduced myself.She told me she was Linda. As it turned out, she was friends with a couple I knew and they'd invited her to the party. I asked if she brough her husband, and she replied that she was a widow having lost her husband a year ago. I expressed my sympathies. She said that it wasn't needed as she'd made it past the first three months and worked her head through it. He was gone and she had to move on."So, what's the hardest part now," I asked.She leaned in and said, "No sex. I really miss that part.""A good-looking woman such as yourself should have no problem solving that," I said."It's harder than you think. After all, you haven't offered now have you," she asked with a provocative smile on her face."Never let it be said that I have no manners. You have my offer to help in that area at any time," I said.The room was crowded and everyone was on top of each other. Someone passed by carrying a couple of drinks and offering up a "pardon me". In the bustle of the room, I felt her hand rubbing the crotch of my pants. It wasn't an accidental bump against me, she was groping for treasure."Just checking to see if it were a valid offer," she said. "Seems it was very real."By this time, she had a firm grip on my ball sack and my cock was swelling to full size. It was kind of fun. This had never happened before, even at drunken frat parties at college. Even college girls had been more discrete. By this point, she'd released my balls and was gently rubbing my cock through my pants. She rubbed it from end-to-end, slowly."Okay, you have my attention and a bit of pre-cum," I said in a whisper at her ear. She smiled."I want more than that," she whispered back.The room had pretty much cleared. She stood in a corner, me facing her. Releasing my cock, she unzipped my pants and reached in grabbing my cock. She gave it a good tug and then fondling the head, said, "Yes, I see we do have a pre-cum situation." With that, she released my cock, zipped my pants and slowly licked her fingers which carried my pre-cum."May I call you," she asked."You can call me for anything at any time," I replied.With that she glided away and starting chatting with other guests. It was just as if nothing had happened. I was really hoping that she called. Then I remembered that we'd not exchanged numbers. Not-to-worry, I could always get her number from our mutual friends.Sitting at my desk the following Tuesday, the phone rang. I picked it up and a woman said, "I'm in the market for some pre-cum. Would you be able to help me with that," she asked?"Yes, Linda. I can absolutely help you with that. I'm in a meeting with my boss right now, may I return you call," I asked. "What's your number?" I jotted down the number and promised to call her back shortly.I rushed the remainder of he meeting with my boss. As he left my office, I picked up the phone and called Linda. She picked up."Hello, Linda. What can I do to help you," I asked? I was sure she could hear the smirk in my voice. "Perhaps I could offer you dinner tonight.""No dinner. I told you I was horny not hungry. Do you have any offers that don't involve food?""Perhaps I could come to your place and we could start with my pre-cum and take it all the way to post cum," I said."Take down my address. Let's say seven," she said. She proceeded to give me her address which I wrote down, shoving the paper with the address and phone number into my pants pocket. I didn't have to check anything. My cock was already hard in anticipation.How refreshing to meet a woman who knew what she wanted and was not afraid to ask for it.I arrived at her place, a nice house in the suburbs, promptly at seven. I didn't want to be a minute late for what promised to be a big fucking evening. I rang the bell and waited.She opened the door with a big smile and welcome me in. I handed over the bottle of wine that I'd brought reminding her that she'd passed on food, but hadn't said anything about wine.She got glasses while I popped the cork and pored the wine. We took our glasses to the living room, got comfortable on the couch. We covered the basic unimportant conversation: job, hobbies, likes, dislikes, nice house, how long you lived here, etc.During the conversation, her hand had found my crotch again and was teasing me through my pants. I'd rested my hand on her knee and slowly moved up her leg. Finding her pussy without any panties. Using the first joint of two fingers, I slid them up and down between her pussy lips. She reacted positively. She squirmed a bit and I know it was exciting her so I continued to taunt her pussy. My finger found her clit and I started massaging it in a small circular motion. She let out a little sound that let me know that I had her full attention.As I gently stroked her pussy, she had gotten really wet. I guess she'd been missing a lot of sex after her husband. Her cunt seemed ready to make up for lost time."What do you say to moving this to the bedroom," I asked."Not quite yet," she said.I was a little surprised. She knew why I was here and she was sitting in a puddle of pussy juices. What's the deal?Just then, I heard, "Mom, I'm leaving now." Down the hall came a teenage girl with a backpack. I quickly pulled my hand from under her dress before the girl could see what I was doing."This is my teenage daughter, Lilly," she said.I offered Lilly my hand and said hello. She returned it with a smile. I couldn't read the meaning behind the smile. It could have meant "nice to meet you -- I have good manners" or it could have been "I know you're her to fuck my mom."Lilly was a pretty blond, with a great slender body characteristic of teen girls. She had nice breast -- not huge, but she was not flat chested. Her tiny hips were covered by a short denim skirt. She looked athletic with a flat tummy and strong, but still girlish, legs. In short, she was a dish, just like her mom.She said her goodbye, said she'd be home late and kissed her mom goodnight. In a flash she was out the front door."So, I'm guessing that is why we're not in the bedroom yet."Bingo. And, I wanted her to meet you. Sometimes after meeting someone she gives me our secret 'dump him' code.""Am I on the Dump Him list?""No, she liked you. You got two thumbs up.""Glad that I passed! So, where were we? Oh, yes, I was wondering if you had a bedroom in this house, because I'm ready to fuck." I normally would not have said that, but Linda was proving to be an up-front lady.She showed me to the bedroom and I took off my shoes and socks and tossed them in the corner. I drew her close and started to kiss her. She went right for the tongue. She was sexy as hell! She removed my shirt and dropped it to the floor. I fumbled with her top and when it was off, I released her breast from her bra.I really like the feel of her tits on my bare chest. I focused my tongue on her tits and nipples. They responded quick; the nipples became hard. I had never seen nipples pop up that large and I couldn't resist sucking them -- first one then the other. She responded with low moaning.Dropping to my knees, I removed her skirt. Now, her pussy was right in my face. My fingers went back to the exploration they'd started in the living room. She was still wet from earlier.There she stood, naked. I looked up to see her holding her breasts and pinching the nipples. I was still on my knees. I moved her legs apart just enough to get at her pussy hole. I rub all around it and then inserted one, then two fingers. My tongue was playing with her clit. I could tell that this was all working for her.In a moment, her body became stuff and I knew that she was going to have an orgasm. Her breathing picked up and then she held her breath. She was cumming.I'd been so intent on making the most of her pussy, that I'd forgotten about my cock. I looked down and it was super hard and pointing straight ahead.I stood up and picked Linda up and took her to the bed. Laying her down I lay beside her. She turned half a turn so that she faced me as I lay on my back. She started to rub my chest. Soon she was playing with my nipples. Like her nipples, mine became hard and she started to suck on them. I'd never had a woman suck on my nipples. I thought of that as something men did to women, but it was a real turn-on.She rubbed my chest and proceeded down to my pubic hair which she stroked. She brushed pass my very stiff cock and reached down and fondled my balls. I was so turned on."That feels so good," I said."How about this," she asked.She slid down in the bed and between my legs. With one hand she pushed my cock up out of the way and started to lick my ball sack. Again, something no other woman had ever done for me. It was good.In no time, she had taken one of my balls into her mouth and was gently sucking it. After a minute or so, she allowed that ball to slip out of her mouth and she took the other one into her now empty mouth. After a couple of minutes, she tried to get my entire ball sack and both balls into her mouth. She worked at it but it was too much for her mouth. She let the remaining ball slip between her lips as it came out of her mouth.To have easy access to my balls, she'd been holding the tip of my cock against my pubic hair. With the ball sack now laying between my legs, she released my cock head. My cock pointed to the ceiling. She started at the base and licked it the entire length wiggling her tongue when she reached the head. This she repeated two more times. On the third time, when she got to the head of my cock, she swallowed it.I had started to pre-cum, so she had no issues sliding her mouth down my cock's length. I was getting really excited."No. Stop. I want to fuck you. Now!"She stopped and lay on the bed beside me. I took a moment as I didn't want to cum as soon as I was inside her pussy."Lady, I need to speak to your pussy."I slipped down her body getting between her legs. I licked every inch of her lips and pussy from clit to hole. My thumb took over after I'd tongued her clit for a while. My fingers were inside her pussy. Her pussy was literally dripping juices. There was a small puddle on the bed. It seemed to be the time to get my cock into her pussy.I slipped up her body kissing her as I went. Stopping for a moment to nibble her nipples. By the time we were engaged in some hot tongue kissing, my cock was at her pussy. I pulled myself up to a kneeling position between her legs and grabbed my cock. It was rock hard and ready for pussy. I used the head to rub her clit a bit more and then slid my cock's head the full length of her lips. Up and down. Up and down. I stopped with the head of my cock poised and ready to enter her pussy.I leaned forward slightly and the head of my cock disappeared into her pussy. I paused. She moaned. I pulled out. My cock head was out but still resting at the opening. I didn't need to touch it to keep it where it belonged. Slowly, I pushed my cock forward until I was about half way in. I paused. My cock was swimming in pussy juice. I pulled my cock back until just the head was out-of-sight. I felt her tighten her virginal muscles. She was really gripping my cock head.As I said, "Nice." I thrusted my entire cock into her pussy. I was now balls deep. She felt so good. After a moment, I started slow fucking her. I reached out and grabbed the inside of her knees and pushed her legs into the air. I was now pumping my cock into her pussy at a steady medium pace. With each thrust, she's either moan or offer up a little grunt.She reached down and started to finger her clit. The moaning got louder.I thought about slowing things down by changing positions, but gave that plan a second thought. Everyone was enjoying things as they were and I had the feeling that this was not going to be the only shot I got at this pussy.I picked up the pace of my thrusting and could feel her tightening her pussy around my cock. She was about to cum. Her body suddenly went rigid and she shouted something that I couldn't understand. That was all I needed. I plunged my cock balls-deep into her pussy and started to cum. I could feel each squirt of spunk being blown deep into her virginal canal. I held still, keeping my cock fully inserted in her pussy. I wanted every drop of cum as deeply inside her as possible.I didn't move.After a minute or so, I pulled back and my cock slowly slid from her pussy. It was covered in her juice and my cum.I rolled off of Linda and lay beside her. We were both still breathing heavily.After a few minutes we felt strong enough to talk. "I have a question," I said. "Did Lilly know I was here to fuck her mother?""Yes. My daughter and I keep an open dialogue.""Man, I'm glad she gave me two thumbs up. I would have hated to miss this!""Me too!"I looked at her and said, "So, was this a one off, or will we be fucking a lot in the future?""More than you know!"There was much more. We started seeing us regularly with my spending the night at her place three or four times a week. The sex was great and never boring and I became really comfortable with Linda and Lilly. As the months passed, we went on weekend trips, celebrated Lilly's nineteenth birthday, high school graduation, and acceptance to college. Linda and I engaged freely with both of our circles of friends. It was all good.It was late June and I was headed to Linda's after work. We'd planned a dinner out and I was going to stay the night. I arrived around 5:30pm and was met at the door by Lilly. He said, “Hi” and welcomed me inside.“I just got off the phone with mom. She's had some work emergency and she'll be at least an hour late. She said make yourself at home and she'd call when she left the office.”“Did she say what it was?”“No, just that she was sorry.”“Well,” I said. I guess we have time to talk. You've been so busy getting ready for college we haven't had a long chat in a while.““Yes. Actually, there was something I wanted you to help me with.” She suddenly had a shy face and seemed unsure about continuing.[[MORE]]“Come on, it's me. You can tell or ask me anything. You know I've very fond of your mom and you,” I said hoping to make whatever it was easier for her.I took a chair from the table in the eat-in kitchen and turned it around to the counter. Lilly turned one of the counter-height stools to face me. She was dressed for the warm weather. She had a t-shirt on with the logo of her new college on it. Her skirt was a lightweight fabric and came halfway to her knee.There was no doubt, she was really cute.“So, how can I help? Something about college?”“Sorta. I don't know if mom told you, but I'm still a virgin.”“No,” I said. “That really didn't come up in our talks – I mean really outside of what we'd talk about. Okay. So, you're a virgin. Lots of people are.”“I don't want to go off to college as a virgin. So, I want to deal with it now.”“I thought you were still dating Bobby. It was not of my business, but I thought that he'd – well, picked your cherry.”She paused for a moment. “That's part of the problem. Bobby would most likely screw it up, I mean with the hymen and all. He's so dumb on these things!”“So. You want me to talk to Bobby and walk him through it so that he doesn't screw it up?”“No. I don't want Bobby!”I kind of understood not wanting a high school boy to be your first. They fumble around and finally get their little dicks in your pussy, blow their cum in under a minute and then rush off to tell their friends. The next day at school, before lunch, two of Bobby's friends would ask Lilly for a date. I thought back to my high school days. I'd gotten into two pussies. The first was Megan because my buddy Doug had told me that she'd fucked him. So, I took her to Lover's Lane and finally got her out of her panties, my dick in her cunt and I was done before I knew it. The other was Cindy. Back to Lover's Lane. Getting her out of her panties was more of an effort. Finally, she was ready and I thrusted my dick into her pussy and facing some resistance before it went all the way in. It was her first time and I'd broken her hymen. Again, it took me about a minute to cum in her pussy and she was crying the whole time. Everyone deserves better memories of their first time than that.“Well, who do I talk to? Who and what do you want?”She stared at me. “I want you to fuck me. I trust you to do it right,” she said.“Thanks for the vote of confidence, but I'm with your mom and I'm pretty sure that fucking her daughter is way out of bounds!”“Don't worry about mom. I can take care of her. I really need you to do this for me.”Her legs together, she lifted her feet from the bottom rung of the stool to the next ones up. It positioned her so that I was looking right at her knees. She slowly spread her legs. She had no panties. I was staring transfixed. I had expected to see her pubic area cover with fine, blond hair. There was none. Obviously, she had gotten waxed. The lack of pubic hair made her crotch seem even younger.Her legs were only slightly ajar at this point, but she slowly moved her knees apart. I could see her pussy lips. They were closed showing a slight line down the center. It was as if those lips had never been touched or opened. I was starting to get very hard.She lifted one knee, putting that foot on the seat of the stool. It was then that the line down her crotch disappeared and the lips separated just a bit. Her pussy was just an arm's length from my face.She was right. Bobby didn't deserve this.“Come on. Mom will not be home for an hour. Let's make the most of it. You can break my hymen and teach me to fuck!”With that she hopped off the stool leaned forward and kissed me on the lips slowly. I opened my lips a bit and took her tongue and she took mine.While we kissed, she reached down and unzipped my pants and took out my cock. I reached forward, pulled up her skirt. She spread her legs a bit and I stroked her hairless pussy. Soon I had a finger in her slot. She flinched. She had a small gasp when I brushed by fingers across her clit. We were beyond the point of no return.“Your mother must never know and this is a one time, lose-your-cherry thing.”We stood up and she took me by the hand to her room. I helped her out of her clothes and she lay across the bed. I stripped off my clothes and tossed them into a pile.Damn. She was so young and beautiful. It was exciting that my cock was about to go where no cock had gone before – into that tight little pussy.“So, are you really a virgin,” I asked.“Sure, check if you want to.”I took up a place between her legs and gently opened her pussy lips starting at the top. I gently rubbed her clit and then let my tongue take up her clit. As I opened up her lips, I could see her hymen with its small hole. I rubbed it with my thumb. “How does that feel,” I asked. She answered with a moan.My tongue went to work on her hymen. I was pressing it gently and it gave just a little bit.I stopped all at once. “Are you on birth control,” I asked.“Absolutely, dumb ass.”After tonguing her pussy for a while more, I moved up to lay beside her. I kissed her neck and fondled her breast – rubbing and licking her nipples.She reached over and took my cock into her hand. She rubbed it slowly. Then she moved around and took my cock head into her mouth. “You know, I've seen pictures of dicks, but I didn't realize that they were this size or felt like this,” she said and giggled.Her dick sucking technique needed a lot of work, but I decided to let it go for the moment. Can't learn everything in a day.She moved back to lay beside me and I licked and massaged her pert tits. They were beautiful. My hand reached down to her smooth, hairless crotch. It was as smooth as a baby's butt and it was quite a thrill. As I rubbed where the hair was missing, she opened her legs and I ran my finger up and down her slit. I paused several times to gently touch her hymen. The thought of plucking it made me even harder.My fingers went back to her clit. I slowly toyed with it and she started to moan. She was getting into the mood. My finger switched between small circular motions and back-and-forth. As she responded, I increased the pace and her body started to move without control. Her first orgasm was starting. I continued with both her nipples and her clit and soon her body went rigid and she arched her back off of the bed.“Oh, oh, oh,” she cried out as if this was the only word she could remember.Her rapid panting stopped and she was holding her breath. Not willing to let her off easy, I continued and so did her cumming. Finally, she could stand it no longer and pulled my hand away from her clit. Slowly she calmed down. “Did I just cum,” she asked. I just smiled.In a couple of minutes her breathing returned to normal and she looked at me and said, “I want more!”I kissed her and moved down with my head between her legs. Her clit was huge. That must help to explain her huge orgasm. I positioned by mouth over her clit and my tongue went to work. Already excited, soon she was approaching her second cum of the afternoon. I left her clit a couple of times to slid my tongue down her pussy to tongue that sexy hymen. The hymen hole was tiny, about the size of a pencil, but it was gushing wave after wave of pussy juices. After her second full cum, I moved back up to lay beside her. Gently caressing her tits, I asked her if she was ready.“Yes, I'm ready, fuck me.” After a momentary pause, she asked, “Is this going to hurt?”I said, “yes.” I could tell that she was apprehensive and that I needed to calm her. I reach my hand down to her smooth crotch. “When they waxed your crotch, did it hurt?”“Yes, when they ripped off the wax. But it only hurt for a few seconds. No big deal.”“Well, this will be the same. It will hurt for a few seconds and then you'll be fine and we'll fuck. The upside here is that unlike waxing, you'll only do this once.”“Okay,” she said with caution in her voice.I took a pillow and doubled it over and placed it under the small of her back. This lifted her pussy up into the air for a better approach. I positioned myself on my knees between her spread legs. Knowing that in a few moments I'd be inside that virgin pussy, made me start to pre-cum. I leaned forward just a bit and slid the head of my cock up and down her slit, delivering most of the pre-cum to her hymen.My cock was ready. It was never harder, even the first time I'd fucked her mother. My balls were dangling below waiting for their chance to slap up against that tight ass and asshole.I continued to rub my cock along her slit – each time spending a little more time on her hymen. The next time my cock head was rubbing her hymen, I pressed a little bit. I guess she thought her time had come and she shuddered. I told her that everything was fine and encouraged her to relax. Good advice, but I admitted to myself that if the roles were reversed, that I'd not find that all too comforting.It was time to focus. I positioned my cock's head at her hymen. Between my pre-cum and her pussy juices it was very wet and inviting. I gently moved my hips back and forth each time applying just a little bit more pressure on her maidenhead. Each time the pressure was applied, I paused a little longer. I could tell that she was anxious and I was prolonging her torment.I press my cock against her one more time and when I withdrew, I immediately thrusted forward. My cock broke the hymen and she let out a little yelp. I paused with my cock only about three inches into her pussy.“It's done; you okay,” I said.“Yes, she replied. It was easier than I'd feared. So, no more virginity for me.”With that I pulled my cock back a bit leaving only the head in her pussy. It was time for me to fuck this tight little pussy. I slid in half way and saw her eyes get big. “There's more,” I told her, “Are you okay?” She nodded as I think words had failed her. I leaned forward and thrust my ass forward and my cock slid all the way into her. She was really wet and tight, but her pussy felt really good. After a moment, I started to move in and out of her. Soon, we were in a rhythm – my cock sliding full length in and out and her matching my strokes. I leaned forward putting my elbows on either side of her. I kissed her, sliding my tongue into and out of her mouth in sync with my cock in her pussy.She started to moan again. Her body started to move with mine. I was overwhelmed by being her first, and the tightness of her cunt. I needed to regain control. I slowed and then stopped my pushing in and out of her pussy. I pulled back and my cock slid slowly from her pussy. I moved along side her on the bed and like her laid on my back.She looked at me and said, “Is that all? Did you cum?”“No, I didn't cum. Come here and straddle me. Ride my cock.”She needed only the invitation. She straddled me and lowered herself onto me. When she had taken all of my cock, she started to slide forwards and backwards. Changing the exact stroke, she found her sweet spot and started pumping me eagerly. After several minutes, she shifted her position and continued. Her moaning returned, this time much louder.“Let's try another position.”“Sure. That'd be great.”She swung her leg over me as she dismounted my cock. With my hands on either side of her waist, I moved her into the doggie position. On my knees behind her, I leaned forward, pushed her head to the bed and then reaching between her legs rubbed her clit. She shrieked. Moving my fingers along her slit I could feel her juices. I pulled myself up and grabbed my cock and pointed it to her pussy. We'd done all of the easy stuff, so I slammed it into her cunt in one hard, powerful push. Without pausing, I started pounding her hard and fast. She yelped.“I never knew it would be this good!”I leaned forward just enough to grab her tits. I squeezed and she uttered what can only be called a guttural growl. She had become an animal.I could feel myself swelling inside her. She came with more animal sounds. I could control myself no longer. I thrusted three more times and then buried my cock in her cunt. I could feel my cum squirting into her pussy. After another minute, I slowly slid my cock out of her pussy. My dick was still dripping drops of cum and cum was starting to run out of her pussy.We both slumped onto the bed. It was then that the phone rang. Lillie got up and answered it. It was her mom. It was a short conversation. She hung up. That was mom. She leaving now and should be her in twenty minutes.Linda arrived with pizza.I thought dinner was awkward, but everyone else seemed to be fine. Lilly cast a few looks my way. Everything seemed fine.Later, Lilly went to meet friends and Linda got into bed.Everything about fucking Linda seemed fresh and new; just that much better.After I exploded inside her, I pulled out and lay on my back beside her. She turned to me, laying on her side using one arm to prop up her head. She ran her fingers across the hair on my chest stopping a couple of times to tease my nipples.“Thanks,” she said.“Ah. Think nothing of it. On behalf of my cock and balls, I would like to say it's aways a pleasure to pleasure you. Please call on us anytime you're horny.”Smiling she said, “Not that. I mean thanks for taking care of Lilly.”My blood ran cold. How did she know? What was happening here? “I. I…”“No, I'm serious. It was a good thing you did. She loved it and putting her virginity in her past, she can be her new self. We certainly could not leave this to that dumbass, Bobby!”“Yeah, he is a dumbass! Actually, I was flattered to be asked. I'm glad that you were on board as I'd never want to hurt you.”“Well, of course. I sent the message that you'd have at least an hour and I'd call before I started home.”It was starting to click in my head. I asked, “So you were not working late at the office?”“No, I was at the mall wasting time.”“So, you were window shopping for new bath towels knowing that I was home with Lilly have sex?”“Lilly wanted this and she wanted it with you. Remember the first night you came over, she gave you two thumbs up. She's always really liked you. She feels very close to you.”“There's just one more thing,” she said. “You're never to fuck her again. Period.”Lilly went to college in the fall. She became a fine young woman.By bart23233 for Literotica.

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When the only social security available is the extended family, women can be left financially vulnerable with the death or divorce of their husband. This week's episode of Sistas, Let's Talk is a repeat of the show broadcast on 16th November 2022

The Daughter's Approval Meant More Than I Knew.By bart23233. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.For me, turning 40 was a real issue.My friends were throwing me a big four-oh party and it kind of got out of hand there were a lot of people there. Many of whom I didn't even know. Let's just say that we passed small and intimate way back in the dust.As I moved through the crowd, a woman who appeared to be about 45 caught my eye. She was one of the many people I didn't know. She was in shape and had a great body. I decided that at 40, I was allowed to chat up women who were 45. I move over to her and introduced myself.She told me she was Linda. As it turned out, she was friends with a couple I knew and they'd invited her to the party. I asked if she brough her husband, and she replied that she was a widow having lost her husband a year ago. I expressed my sympathies. She said that it wasn't needed as she'd made it past the first three months and worked her head through it. He was gone and she had to move on."So, what's the hardest part now," I asked.She leaned in and said, "No sex. I really miss that part.""A good-looking woman such as yourself should have no problem solving that," I said."It's harder than you think. After all, you haven't offered now have you," she asked with a provocative smile on her face."Never let it be said that I have no manners. You have my offer to help in that area at any time," I said.The room was crowded and everyone was on top of each other. Someone passed by carrying a couple of drinks and offering up a "pardon me". In the bustle of the room, I felt her hand rubbing the crotch of my pants. It wasn't an accidental bump against me, she was groping for treasure."Just checking to see if it were a valid offer," she said. "Seems it was very real."By this time, she had a firm grip on my ball sack and my cock was swelling to full size. It was kind of fun. This had never happened before, even at drunken frat parties at college. Even college girls had been more discrete. By this point, she'd released my balls and was gently rubbing my cock through my pants. She rubbed it from end-to-end, slowly."Okay, you have my attention and a bit of pre-cum," I said in a whisper at her ear. She smiled."I want more than that," she whispered back.The room had pretty much cleared. She stood in a corner, me facing her. Releasing my cock, she unzipped my pants and reached in grabbing my cock. She gave it a good tug and then fondling the head, said, "Yes, I see we do have a pre-cum situation." With that, she released my cock, zipped my pants and slowly licked her fingers which carried my pre-cum."May I call you," she asked."You can call me for anything at any time," I replied.With that she glided away and starting chatting with other guests. It was just as if nothing had happened. I was really hoping that she called. Then I remembered that we'd not exchanged numbers. Not-to-worry, I could always get her number from our mutual friends.Sitting at my desk the following Tuesday, the phone rang. I picked it up and a woman said, "I'm in the market for some pre-cum. Would you be able to help me with that," she asked?"Yes, Linda. I can absolutely help you with that. I'm in a meeting with my boss right now, may I return you call," I asked. "What's your number?" I jotted down the number and promised to call her back shortly.I rushed the remainder of he meeting with my boss. As he left my office, I picked up the phone and called Linda. She picked up."Hello, Linda. What can I do to help you," I asked? I was sure she could hear the smirk in my voice. "Perhaps I could offer you dinner tonight.""No dinner. I told you I was horny not hungry. Do you have any offers that don't involve food?""Perhaps I could come to your place and we could start with my pre-cum and take it all the way to post cum," I said."Take down my address. Let's say seven," she said. She proceeded to give me her address which I wrote down, shoving the paper with the address and phone number into my pants pocket. I didn't have to check anything. My cock was already hard in anticipation.How refreshing to meet a woman who knew what she wanted and was not afraid to ask for it.I arrived at her place, a nice house in the suburbs, promptly at seven. I didn't want to be a minute late for what promised to be a big fucking evening. I rang the bell and waited.She opened the door with a big smile and welcome me in. I handed over the bottle of wine that I'd brought reminding her that she'd passed on food, but hadn't said anything about wine.She got glasses while I popped the cork and pored the wine. We took our glasses to the living room, got comfortable on the couch. We covered the basic unimportant conversation: job, hobbies, likes, dislikes, nice house, how long you lived here, etc.During the conversation, her hand had found my crotch again and was teasing me through my pants. I'd rested my hand on her knee and slowly moved up her leg. Finding her pussy without any panties. Using the first joint of two fingers, I slid them up and down between her pussy lips. She reacted positively. She squirmed a bit and I know it was exciting her so I continued to taunt her pussy. My finger found her clit and I started massaging it in a small circular motion. She let out a little sound that let me know that I had her full attention.As I gently stroked her pussy, she had gotten really wet. I guess she'd been missing a lot of sex after her husband. Her cunt seemed ready to make up for lost time."What do you say to moving this to the bedroom," I asked."Not quite yet," she said.I was a little surprised. She knew why I was here and she was sitting in a puddle of pussy juices. What's the deal?Just then, I heard, "Mom, I'm leaving now." Down the hall came a teenage girl with a backpack. I quickly pulled my hand from under her dress before the girl could see what I was doing."This is my teenage daughter, Lilly," she said.I offered Lilly my hand and said hello. She returned it with a smile. I couldn't read the meaning behind the smile. It could have meant "nice to meet you -- I have good manners" or it could have been "I know you're her to fuck my mom."Lilly was a pretty blond, with a great slender body characteristic of teen girls. She had nice breast -- not huge, but she was not flat chested. Her tiny hips were covered by a short denim skirt. She looked athletic with a flat tummy and strong, but still girlish, legs. In short, she was a dish, just like her mom.She said her goodbye, said she'd be home late and kissed her mom goodnight. In a flash she was out the front door."So, I'm guessing that is why we're not in the bedroom yet."Bingo. And, I wanted her to meet you. Sometimes after meeting someone she gives me our secret 'dump him' code.""Am I on the Dump Him list?""No, she liked you. You got two thumbs up.""Glad that I passed! So, where were we? Oh, yes, I was wondering if you had a bedroom in this house, because I'm ready to fuck." I normally would not have said that, but Linda was proving to be an up-front lady.She showed me to the bedroom and I took off my shoes and socks and tossed them in the corner. I drew her close and started to kiss her. She went right for the tongue. She was sexy as hell! She removed my shirt and dropped it to the floor. I fumbled with her top and when it was off, I released her breast from her bra.I really like the feel of her tits on my bare chest. I focused my tongue on her tits and nipples. They responded quick; the nipples became hard. I had never seen nipples pop up that large and I couldn't resist sucking them -- first one then the other. She responded with low moaning.Dropping to my knees, I removed her skirt. Now, her pussy was right in my face. My fingers went back to the exploration they'd started in the living room. She was still wet from earlier.There she stood, naked. I looked up to see her holding her breasts and pinching the nipples. I was still on my knees. I moved her legs apart just enough to get at her pussy hole. I rub all around it and then inserted one, then two fingers. My tongue was playing with her clit. I could tell that this was all working for her.In a moment, her body became stuff and I knew that she was going to have an orgasm. Her breathing picked up and then she held her breath. She was cumming.I'd been so intent on making the most of her pussy, that I'd forgotten about my cock. I looked down and it was super hard and pointing straight ahead.I stood up and picked Linda up and took her to the bed. Laying her down I lay beside her. She turned half a turn so that she faced me as I lay on my back. She started to rub my chest. Soon she was playing with my nipples. Like her nipples, mine became hard and she started to suck on them. I'd never had a woman suck on my nipples. I thought of that as something men did to women, but it was a real turn-on.She rubbed my chest and proceeded down to my pubic hair which she stroked. She brushed pass my very stiff cock and reached down and fondled my balls. I was so turned on."That feels so good," I said."How about this," she asked.She slid down in the bed and between my legs. With one hand she pushed my cock up out of the way and started to lick my ball sack. Again, something no other woman had ever done for me. It was good.In no time, she had taken one of my balls into her mouth and was gently sucking it. After a minute or so, she allowed that ball to slip out of her mouth and she took the other one into her now empty mouth. After a couple of minutes, she tried to get my entire ball sack and both balls into her mouth. She worked at it but it was too much for her mouth. She let the remaining ball slip between her lips as it came out of her mouth.To have easy access to my balls, she'd been holding the tip of my cock against my pubic hair. With the ball sack now laying between my legs, she released my cock head. My cock pointed to the ceiling. She started at the base and licked it the entire length wiggling her tongue when she reached the head. This she repeated two more times. On the third time, when she got to the head of my cock, she swallowed it.I had started to pre-cum, so she had no issues sliding her mouth down my cock's length. I was getting really excited."No. Stop. I want to fuck you. Now!"She stopped and lay on the bed beside me. I took a moment as I didn't want to cum as soon as I was inside her pussy."Lady, I need to speak to your pussy."I slipped down her body getting between her legs. I licked every inch of her lips and pussy from clit to hole. My thumb took over after I'd tongued her clit for a while. My fingers were inside her pussy. Her pussy was literally dripping juices. There was a small puddle on the bed. It seemed to be the time to get my cock into her pussy.I slipped up her body kissing her as I went. Stopping for a moment to nibble her nipples. By the time we were engaged in some hot tongue kissing, my cock was at her pussy. I pulled myself up to a kneeling position between her legs and grabbed my cock. It was rock hard and ready for pussy. I used the head to rub her clit a bit more and then slid my cock's head the full length of her lips. Up and down. Up and down. I stopped with the head of my cock poised and ready to enter her pussy.I leaned forward slightly and the head of my cock disappeared into her pussy. I paused. She moaned. I pulled out. My cock head was out but still resting at the opening. I didn't need to touch it to keep it where it belonged. Slowly, I pushed my cock forward until I was about half way in. I paused. My cock was swimming in pussy juice. I pulled my cock back until just the head was out-of-sight. I felt her tighten her virginal muscles. She was really gripping my cock head.As I said, "Nice." I thrusted my entire cock into her pussy. I was now balls deep. She felt so good. After a moment, I started slow fucking her. I reached out and grabbed the inside of her knees and pushed her legs into the air. I was now pumping my cock into her pussy at a steady medium pace. With each thrust, she's either moan or offer up a little grunt.She reached down and started to finger her clit. The moaning got louder.I thought about slowing things down by changing positions, but gave that plan a second thought. Everyone was enjoying things as they were and I had the feeling that this was not going to be the only shot I got at this pussy.I picked up the pace of my thrusting and could feel her tightening her pussy around my cock. She was about to cum. Her body suddenly went rigid and she shouted something that I couldn't understand. That was all I needed. I plunged my cock balls-deep into her pussy and started to cum. I could feel each squirt of spunk being blown deep into her virginal canal. I held still, keeping my cock fully inserted in her pussy. I wanted every drop of cum as deeply inside her as possible.I didn't move.After a minute or so, I pulled back and my cock slowly slid from her pussy. It was covered in her juice and my cum.I rolled off of Linda and lay beside her. We were both still breathing heavily.After a few minutes we felt strong enough to talk. "I have a question," I said. "Did Lilly know I was here to fuck her mother?""Yes. My daughter and I keep an open dialogue.""Man, I'm glad she gave me two thumbs up. I would have hated to miss this!""Me too!"I looked at her and said, "So, was this a one off, or will we be fucking a lot in the future?""More than you know!"There was much more. We started seeing us regularly with my spending the night at her place three or four times a week. The sex was great and never boring and I became really comfortable with Linda and Lilly. As the months passed, we went on weekend trips, celebrated Lilly's nineteenth birthday, high school graduation, and acceptance to college. Linda and I engaged freely with both of our circles of friends. It was all good.It was late June and I was headed to Linda's after work. We'd planned a dinner out and I was going to stay the night. I arrived around 5:30pm and was met at the door by Lilly. He said, “Hi” and welcomed me inside.“I just got off the phone with mom. She's had some work emergency and she'll be at least an hour late. She said make yourself at home and she'd call when she left the office.”“Did she say what it was?”“No, just that she was sorry.”“Well,” I said. I guess we have time to talk. You've been so busy getting ready for college we haven't had a long chat in a while.““Yes. Actually, there was something I wanted you to help me with.” She suddenly had a shy face and seemed unsure about continuing.[[MORE]]“Come on, it's me. You can tell or ask me anything. You know I've very fond of your mom and you,” I said hoping to make whatever it was easier for her.I took a chair from the table in the eat-in kitchen and turned it around to the counter. Lilly turned one of the counter-height stools to face me. She was dressed for the warm weather. She had a t-shirt on with the logo of her new college on it. Her skirt was a lightweight fabric and came halfway to her knee.There was no doubt, she was really cute.“So, how can I help? Something about college?”“Sorta. I don't know if mom told you, but I'm still a virgin.”“No,” I said. “That really didn't come up in our talks – I mean really outside of what we'd talk about. Okay. So, you're a virgin. Lots of people are.”“I don't want to go off to college as a virgin. So, I want to deal with it now.”“I thought you were still dating Bobby. It was not of my business, but I thought that he'd – well, picked your cherry.”She paused for a moment. “That's part of the problem. Bobby would most likely screw it up, I mean with the hymen and all. He's so dumb on these things!”“So. You want me to talk to Bobby and walk him through it so that he doesn't screw it up?”“No. I don't want Bobby!”I kind of understood not wanting a high school boy to be your first. They fumble around and finally get their little dicks in your pussy, blow their cum in under a minute and then rush off to tell their friends. The next day at school, before lunch, two of Bobby's friends would ask Lilly for a date. I thought back to my high school days. I'd gotten into two pussies. The first was Megan because my buddy Doug had told me that she'd fucked him. So, I took her to Lover's Lane and finally got her out of her panties, my dick in her cunt and I was done before I knew it. The other was Cindy. Back to Lover's Lane. Getting her out of her panties was more of an effort. Finally, she was ready and I thrusted my dick into her pussy and facing some resistance before it went all the way in. It was her first time and I'd broken her hymen. Again, it took me about a minute to cum in her pussy and she was crying the whole time. Everyone deserves better memories of their first time than that.“Well, who do I talk to? Who and what do you want?”She stared at me. “I want you to fuck me. I trust you to do it right,” she said.“Thanks for the vote of confidence, but I'm with your mom and I'm pretty sure that fucking her daughter is way out of bounds!”“Don't worry about mom. I can take care of her. I really need you to do this for me.”Her legs together, she lifted her feet from the bottom rung of the stool to the next ones up. It positioned her so that I was looking right at her knees. She slowly spread her legs. She had no panties. I was staring transfixed. I had expected to see her pubic area cover with fine, blond hair. There was none. Obviously, she had gotten waxed. The lack of pubic hair made her crotch seem even younger.Her legs were only slightly ajar at this point, but she slowly moved her knees apart. I could see her pussy lips. They were closed showing a slight line down the center. It was as if those lips had never been touched or opened. I was starting to get very hard.She lifted one knee, putting that foot on the seat of the stool. It was then that the line down her crotch disappeared and the lips separated just a bit. Her pussy was just an arm's length from my face.She was right. Bobby didn't deserve this.“Come on. Mom will not be home for an hour. Let's make the most of it. You can break my hymen and teach me to fuck!”With that she hopped off the stool leaned forward and kissed me on the lips slowly. I opened my lips a bit and took her tongue and she took mine.While we kissed, she reached down and unzipped my pants and took out my cock. I reached forward, pulled up her skirt. She spread her legs a bit and I stroked her hairless pussy. Soon I had a finger in her slot. She flinched. She had a small gasp when I brushed by fingers across her clit. We were beyond the point of no return.“Your mother must never know and this is a one time, lose-your-cherry thing.”We stood up and she took me by the hand to her room. I helped her out of her clothes and she lay across the bed. I stripped off my clothes and tossed them into a pile.Damn. She was so young and beautiful. It was exciting that my cock was about to go where no cock had gone before – into that tight little pussy.“So, are you really a virgin,” I asked.“Sure, check if you want to.”I took up a place between her legs and gently opened her pussy lips starting at the top. I gently rubbed her clit and then let my tongue take up her clit. As I opened up her lips, I could see her hymen with its small hole. I rubbed it with my thumb. “How does that feel,” I asked. She answered with a moan.My tongue went to work on her hymen. I was pressing it gently and it gave just a little bit.I stopped all at once. “Are you on birth control,” I asked.“Absolutely, dumb ass.”After tonguing her pussy for a while more, I moved up to lay beside her. I kissed her neck and fondled her breast – rubbing and licking her nipples.She reached over and took my cock into her hand. She rubbed it slowly. Then she moved around and took my cock head into her mouth. “You know, I've seen pictures of dicks, but I didn't realize that they were this size or felt like this,” she said and giggled.Her dick sucking technique needed a lot of work, but I decided to let it go for the moment. Can't learn everything in a day.She moved back to lay beside me and I licked and massaged her pert tits. They were beautiful. My hand reached down to her smooth, hairless crotch. It was as smooth as a baby's butt and it was quite a thrill. As I rubbed where the hair was missing, she opened her legs and I ran my finger up and down her slit. I paused several times to gently touch her hymen. The thought of plucking it made me even harder.My fingers went back to her clit. I slowly toyed with it and she started to moan. She was getting into the mood. My finger switched between small circular motions and back-and-forth. As she responded, I increased the pace and her body started to move without control. Her first orgasm was starting. I continued with both her nipples and her clit and soon her body went rigid and she arched her back off of the bed.“Oh, oh, oh,” she cried out as if this was the only word she could remember.Her rapid panting stopped and she was holding her breath. Not willing to let her off easy, I continued and so did her cumming. Finally, she could stand it no longer and pulled my hand away from her clit. Slowly she calmed down. “Did I just cum,” she asked. I just smiled.In a couple of minutes her breathing returned to normal and she looked at me and said, “I want more!”I kissed her and moved down with my head between her legs. Her clit was huge. That must help to explain her huge orgasm. I positioned by mouth over her clit and my tongue went to work. Already excited, soon she was approaching her second cum of the afternoon. I left her clit a couple of times to slid my tongue down her pussy to tongue that sexy hymen. The hymen hole was tiny, about the size of a pencil, but it was gushing wave after wave of pussy juices. After her second full cum, I moved back up to lay beside her. Gently caressing her tits, I asked her if she was ready.“Yes, I'm ready, fuck me.” After a momentary pause, she asked, “Is this going to hurt?”I said, “yes.” I could tell that she was apprehensive and that I needed to calm her. I reach my hand down to her smooth crotch. “When they waxed your crotch, did it hurt?”“Yes, when they ripped off the wax. But it only hurt for a few seconds. No big deal.”“Well, this will be the same. It will hurt for a few seconds and then you'll be fine and we'll fuck. The upside here is that unlike waxing, you'll only do this once.”“Okay,” she said with caution in her voice.I took a pillow and doubled it over and placed it under the small of her back. This lifted her pussy up into the air for a better approach. I positioned myself on my knees between her spread legs. Knowing that in a few moments I'd be inside that virgin pussy, made me start to pre-cum. I leaned forward just a bit and slid the head of my cock up and down her slit, delivering most of the pre-cum to her hymen.My cock was ready. It was never harder, even the first time I'd fucked her mother. My balls were dangling below waiting for their chance to slap up against that tight ass and asshole.I continued to rub my cock along her slit – each time spending a little more time on her hymen. The next time my cock head was rubbing her hymen, I pressed a little bit. I guess she thought her time had come and she shuddered. I told her that everything was fine and encouraged her to relax. Good advice, but I admitted to myself that if the roles were reversed, that I'd not find that all too comforting.It was time to focus. I positioned my cock's head at her hymen. Between my pre-cum and her pussy juices it was very wet and inviting. I gently moved my hips back and forth each time applying just a little bit more pressure on her maidenhead. Each time the pressure was applied, I paused a little longer. I could tell that she was anxious and I was prolonging her torment.I press my cock against her one more time and when I withdrew, I immediately thrusted forward. My cock broke the hymen and she let out a little yelp. I paused with my cock only about three inches into her pussy.“It's done; you okay,” I said.“Yes, she replied. It was easier than I'd feared. So, no more virginity for me.”With that I pulled my cock back a bit leaving only the head in her pussy. It was time for me to fuck this tight little pussy. I slid in half way and saw her eyes get big. “There's more,” I told her, “Are you okay?” She nodded as I think words had failed her. I leaned forward and thrust my ass forward and my cock slid all the way into her. She was really wet and tight, but her pussy felt really good. After a moment, I started to move in and out of her. Soon, we were in a rhythm – my cock sliding full length in and out and her matching my strokes. I leaned forward putting my elbows on either side of her. I kissed her, sliding my tongue into and out of her mouth in sync with my cock in her pussy.She started to moan again. Her body started to move with mine. I was overwhelmed by being her first, and the tightness of her cunt. I needed to regain control. I slowed and then stopped my pushing in and out of her pussy. I pulled back and my cock slid slowly from her pussy. I moved along side her on the bed and like her laid on my back.She looked at me and said, “Is that all? Did you cum?”“No, I didn't cum. Come here and straddle me. Ride my cock.”She needed only the invitation. She straddled me and lowered herself onto me. When she had taken all of my cock, she started to slide forwards and backwards. Changing the exact stroke, she found her sweet spot and started pumping me eagerly. After several minutes, she shifted her position and continued. Her moaning returned, this time much louder.“Let's try another position.”“Sure. That'd be great.”She swung her leg over me as she dismounted my cock. With my hands on either side of her waist, I moved her into the doggie position. On my knees behind her, I leaned forward, pushed her head to the bed and then reaching between her legs rubbed her clit. She shrieked. Moving my fingers along her slit I could feel her juices. I pulled myself up and grabbed my cock and pointed it to her pussy. We'd done all of the easy stuff, so I slammed it into her cunt in one hard, powerful push. Without pausing, I started pounding her hard and fast. She yelped.“I never knew it would be this good!”I leaned forward just enough to grab her tits. I squeezed and she uttered what can only be called a guttural growl. She had become an animal.I could feel myself swelling inside her. She came with more animal sounds. I could control myself no longer. I thrusted three more times and then buried my cock in her cunt. I could feel my cum squirting into her pussy. After another minute, I slowly slid my cock out of her pussy. My dick was still dripping drops of cum and cum was starting to run out of her pussy.We both slumped onto the bed. It was then that the phone rang. Lillie got up and answered it. It was her mom. It was a short conversation. She hung up. That was mom. She leaving now and should be her in twenty minutes.Linda arrived with pizza.I thought dinner was awkward, but everyone else seemed to be fine. Lilly cast a few looks my way. Everything seemed fine.Later, Lilly went to meet friends and Linda got into bed.Everything about fucking Linda seemed fresh and new; just that much better.After I exploded inside her, I pulled out and lay on my back beside her. She turned to me, laying on her side using one arm to prop up her head. She ran her fingers across the hair on my chest stopping a couple of times to tease my nipples.“Thanks,” she said.“Ah. Think nothing of it. On behalf of my cock and balls, I would like to say it's aways a pleasure to pleasure you. Please call on us anytime you're horny.”Smiling she said, “Not that. I mean thanks for taking care of Lilly.”My blood ran cold. How did she know? What was happening here? “I. I…”“No, I'm serious. It was a good thing you did. She loved it and putting her virginity in her past, she can be her new self. We certainly could not leave this to that dumbass, Bobby!”“Yeah, he is a dumbass! Actually, I was flattered to be asked. I'm glad that you were on board as I'd never want to hurt you.”“Well, of course. I sent the message that you'd have at least an hour and I'd call before I started home.”It was starting to click in my head. I asked, “So you were not working late at the office?”“No, I was at the mall wasting time.”“So, you were window shopping for new bath towels knowing that I was home with Lilly have sex?”“Lilly wanted this and she wanted it with you. Remember the first night you came over, she gave you two thumbs up. She's always really liked you. She feels very close to you.”“There's just one more thing,” she said. “You're never to fuck her again. Period.”Lilly went to college in the fall. She became a fine young woman.By bart23233 for Literotica.

There is a tax trap waiting on retired couples, but most don't know about it until it's too late. In this episode, I share what the Widow's Tax Trap is and how you can avoid this big retirement risk.

Kiwi Shayni Couch lost her husband in a Basejump gone wrong while she was pregnant. A new documentary follows her journey to return to the site of the tragedy  

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Ep. 692: Cranford | Chapter 14 Book talk begins at 11:49 Will Miss Matty accept help from her loyal friends? And what's this about Martha and Jem... and a lodger? --------------------------------------------------------------- 0:00 Episode start 01:30 July Raffle - Botanical Knits: 12 Designs inspired by trees and foliage by Alana Davos of Never Not Knitting 03.14 - This week's Tea - Gratitude Blend 06:10 - Janine Barchas and Isabel Greenberg's new book “The Novel Life of Jane Austen: a Graphic Biography” 10:20 We had a very Sad chapter 13, which ended with Miss Matty thinking about Martha. :( 11:49 START BOOK TALK Rubric- The Book of Common prayer printed directions for teh service in red. Hens the Rubric (from the Latin word for ‘Red”) signified someting of importance and later came to mean “injunction” or general rule. REALLY??? LATIN FOR RED???? 13:50 - Mammon - Matthew 6:24, Devil of Covetovness or Demon of Greed (medieval and Milton - lowercase) (in hebrew meant money, modern hebrew. = wealth), , unjust worldly gain - ANNOTATION is partly WRONG, But there WAS a Syrian God of Wealth 19:45 - AAah Voo DEER-ray zhuh - Basically Twinkle Twinkle Little Star - the easiest piece of music one could learn to play. Mozart had done one of his 12 variations (though, personally, I'm partial to Tom Lehrer's )  21:25 - She could “trace out patterns very nicely for Muslin Embroidery, by dint of placing a piece of silver-paper over the design to be copied, and holding both against the window-pane, while she marked the scollop and eyelet-holes”. ANNOTATION SAYS “Probably which used scalloped edges and a pattern of holes sewn round with thread like a button-hole.“ 22:55 - a Celestial Globe to learn simple astronomy/constellations 24:35 - - think of , but you have to COUNT THE THREADS in a muslin or light canvas backing. Around 1830 v popular to stitch portraits of royalty (again, at least 10 years out of popularity elsewhere, but still popular in Cranford). Printed, gridded patterrns () 27:05 - Under a glass shade - put a glass dome or CLOCHE over things to keep dust off—would have been REALLY important b/c it was DUSTY back then and only got worse in London as the Century went on (also used in gerdening for heat retention) 27:55 - Couchant - lying down in Heraldry Image from Sodacan, CC BY-SA 3.0 , via Wikimedia Commons 28:35 - East India Tea Company - Founded in 1600 by QE1 and held the chartered right to trade with India and China and IMPORT the tea as a monopoly until 1834 (BTW, Twining's started as a coffee SHOP/Room adding tea in 1717 , bought adjacent building for ladies to take tea(might be Western world‘s oldest dry tea and coffee shop) at No. 216 Strand london in 1706; still operating today - and logo created in 1787 is worlds oldest in continuous use) B/c the EIC's charter was for trade/importing, anyone could SELL the tea. 31:25 - our mites: Biblical times a mite was the lowest denomination of coin in Judea (two mites = one lepta (thin or small in Greek) which was equivalent to a quadran, the smallest Roman coin), (also see re: the Widow's Mite where Christ praises the window who gives her last two mites in the temple) Two mites were worth about 1/64th of a denari - a day's wage for a common worker, toay about 1/8 of a US penny (1 cent) 33:40 - Spills - QUILLING (thank you Aimee!) video of 37:15 - Comfit - nut, seed, etc, covered in sugar coating - link to max miller's video on Post-chapter Notes 1:25:42 - SSA update - Broader information from and - but don't feel the need to read other sources. 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Brandi Abbott joins the podcast today.  Brandi recounts the tragic Apache helicopter accident that claimed her husband Derek's life on what was supposed to be his retirement flight, and the wave of grief, faith, and unexpected blessings that followed.Takeaways from the episode include:The Day Everything Changed: Brandi recalls the series of events leading up to Derek's last flight, and the profound significance of a simple wrench left behind—a symbol that keeps mysteriously appearing, tying their story to a favorite family movie.Coping with “Death Words”: Brandi discusses how to redefine the words that trigger pain, transforming “widow” into a source of strength and identity.Solo Parenting Challenges: From navigating her kids' grief to leaning on advice that “kids will flow from you,” Brandi shares her hardest moments and most helpful support systems.Finding Support Through Organizations: Brandy details the lifelines provided by groups like Snowball Express, TAPS, Tunnel to Towers, and A Soldier's Child, and emphasizes the importance of not grieving alone.Honoring Derek's Legacy: The family's one-year remembrance at “The ABBA Site” (named for its meaning—Father) and the creation of “Becoming One Heart,” a foundation and blog dedicated to giving back.Signs, Songs, and a New Pup: Brandi shares the ways Derek sends signs—including the miraculous recovery of a flag, specific songs and their new puppy, Apache, who helps the family heal.Advice for Widows: Brandi encourages listeners not to do this journey alone, to share burdens, and to invite others into their story, no matter how hard it feels.This episode is filled with grace, vulnerability, and practical advice for anyone navigating loss—or supporting someone who is. Listen for moments of laughter, honest tears, and the inspiring ways Brandi is choosing to move forward, one day at a time.Learn more:Becoming One Heart — Brandy's foundation and blogResources mentioned: Snowball Express, TAPS, Gary Sinise Foundation, Tunnel to Towers, A Soldier's Child Be sure to join our Facebook group, Widow 180 The Community: https://www.facebook.com/groups/312036956454927Also follow us on Insta: https://www.instagram.com/widow_180/Check us out on YouTube at Widow 180: The Channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC-DK_dl31qMilJ5cE6t9MVQFor more blog posts and resources go to www.widow180.comQuestions? Email me at jen@widow180.com

Daily QuoteWe are all like the bright moon, we still have our darker side. (James Baldwin)Poem of the Day宫词白居易Beauty of WordsThe Widow and Her SonWashington Irving

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If you've ever felt isolated in your grief or unsure how to move forward after a major loss, episode 350 is for you. Jen Newberg, widow and founder of It's Lifey, shares how she transformed her pain into purpose by creating retreats and support spaces for others navigating life after loss. Learn how connection, storytelling, and even unexpected tools like writing can become powerful pathways to healing—and why community is essential when rebuilding your life.In This Episode, You Will Learn:(2:40) Why Jen founded It's Lifey and how a retreat in Costa Rica inspired her mission(5:35) Building a grief retreat from scratch—and why she's focused on in-person connection(9:10) How grief support circles offer more than comfort: they create deep bonds(11:40) The unexpected healing power of writing—even for people who don't see themselves as writers(15:00) How grief creates a ripple effect—and how to show up as a “grief ally”(18:45) The trauma of sudden loss abroad and navigating bureaucracy after her husband's death(21:40) Why storytelling helps shrink grief—and how your narrative evolves over time(24:30) Finding purpose through pain: why Jen views her work as a tribute to her late husband(28:50) What “grief growing smaller” really means, and why the firsts are the hardestIn today's episode, I'm joined by Jen Newberg, a Boston-based entrepreneur and community-builder who turned the sudden loss of her husband into a mission to support others through grief. Drawing from her own healing journey and background in nonprofit leadership—including her role at Boys & Girls Clubs of America—Jen founded It's Lifey, a retreat and support organization for people navigating major life transitions, especially young widows.Throughout this episode, Jen shares how creating It's Lifey helped her rediscover purpose and connection, and why in-person community is central to healing. She reflects on the unexpected power of writing and storytelling—even as someone who never considered herself a writer—and how simple support, like a weekly text, can mean everything. Her insights remind us that while loss is inevitable, it doesn't have to be faced alone—and that even in deep grief, purpose and joy can be found.Connect with Jen Newberg:WebsiteInstagramLinkedInLet's Connect:WebsiteLinkedInInstagramTwitterPinterestThe Grief and Happiness AllianceBook: Loving and Living Your Way Through Grief Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

 44 The kingdom of heaven is like unto a treasure hidden in a field. Which a man having found, hid it, and for joy thereof goeth, and selleth all that he hath, and buyeth that field.Simile est regnum caelorum thesauro abscondito in agro : quem qui invenit homo, abscondit, et prae gaudio illius vadit, et vendit universa quae habet, et emit agrum illum. 45 Again the kingdom of heaven is like to a merchant seeking good pearls.Iterum simile est regnum caelorum homini negotiatori, quaerenti bonas margaritas. 46 Who when he had found one pearl of great price, went his way, and sold all that he had, and bought it.Inventa autem una pretiosa margarita, abiit, et vendidit omnia quae habuit, et emit eam. 47 Again the kingdom of heaven is like to a net cast into the sea, and gathering together of all kind of fishes.Iterum simile est regnum caelorum sagenae missae in mare, et ex omni genere piscium congreganti. 48 Which, when it was filled, they drew out, and sitting by the shore, they chose out the good into vessels, but the bad they cast forth.Quam, cum impleta esset, educentes, et secus littus sedentes, elegerunt bonis in vasa, malos autem foras miserunt. 49 So shall it be at the end of the world. The angels shall go out, and shall separate the wicked from among the just.Sic erit in consummatione saeculi : exibunt angeli, et separabunt malos de medio justorum, 50 And shall cast them into the furnace of fire: there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth.et mittent eos in caminum ignis : ibi erit fletus, et stridor dentium. 51 Have ye understood all these things? They say to him: Yes.Intellexistis haec omnia? Dicunt ei : Etiam. 52 He said unto them: Therefore every scribe instructed in the kingdom of heaven, is like to a man that is a householder, who bringeth forth out of his treasure new things and old.Ait illis : Ideo omnis scriba doctus in regno caelorum, similis est homini patrifamilias, qui profert de thesauro suo nova et vetera.The daughter of the Queen of Aragon and the grandniece of St Elizabeth of Hungary, St Elizabeth married Denis, King of Portugal. Becoming a widow, she entered the Order of the Poor Clares and died A.D. 1336.

In 1948, Robert Mallard, a Black World War II veteran, was murdered by a white mob in Toombs County, Georgia. His wife, Amy Mallard, witnessed the attack—and instead of arresting the killers, authorities charged her with his murder. Set in the heart of the Jim Crow South, this episode of Southern Mysteries explores the deeply rooted racism that allowed a lynching to go unpunished while a grieving widow was put on trial. Learn how Amy Mallard found the courage to speak out, and how the national outrage that followed became part of the growing civil rights movement. 

Shanta has an authentic talk with Authors Pam Baker & Cameron Zabko,  about probate, wills, estate planning and the emotional and mental support needs to prepare for a loved one passing on.Pam & Cameron Authored a book titled: Where's The Keys To The Safe; HOW TO AVOID PROBATE PITFALLS and MAXIMIZE FAMILY FINANCESPam,  Before stepping into her new role, Pam spent years leading philanthropic efforts. When two of her children werediagnosed with cystic fibrosis, she and Jon rallied friends and family to help raise millions for the Cystic FibrosisFoundation. She's a natural problem solver, a relentless optimist, and someone who believes in bringing peopletogether to support one another through life's hardest moments.Cameron, As a CFP® professional with a bachelor of business administration in finance from the University of Georgia's TerryCollege of Business, Cameron has spent years helping families and business owners create estate and financialplans, manage wealth, and prepare for the unexpected. His insights have been featured in NerdWallet and industryperiodicals, and he has advised clients through complex financial situations, including business successionplanning, multigenerational wealth transfers, and high–net worth estate strategies. Before founding WesthollowWealth, he played a key role at a leading wealth management firm, where he guided over 100 clients through criticalfinancial decisions and helped facilitate the transition and sale of his uncle's firm after his passing.Contact:Facebook: pam.r.baker.5Website: lastinglegacyconsulting.comLinkedIn: czabkoApple Podcasts | Spotify | Google Podcasts | Spreaker | Castbox and more. Connect with the host:Instagram: @AuthenticTalks2.0 Email: AuthenticShanta@gmail.com Website: www.AuthenticTalks2.com Facebook: AuthenticTalks2 Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/authentic-talks-2-0-with-shanta--4116672/support.

 Today, I had the honor of sitting down with Kara Jordan Wright, a courageous widow who transformed unimaginable tragedy into real and lasting change. After losing her husband Jesse in a workplace accident, Kara not only navigated grief with her daughter, Avery, but she also fought to change state laws—making life better for widows and children in Tennessee. From surviving those darkest days to launching a new glampground business and inspiring a movement, Kara's story is the ultimate example of resilience, purpose, and how one person can spark real impact! If you're seeking inspiration to turn adversity into fuel for your next big leap, this one's for you!For help and support finding YOUR purpose after losing your spouse, check out the latest workbook in the Widow 180 Workbook Series, The Finding Purpose And Meaning After Loss Workbook. Discover what's next for you! Discover what's POSSIBLE for you! Get the digital download instantly at https://www.widow180.com/purposeCheck out Rock Creek Retreat and Ventures here: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61565213024619 Be sure to join our Facebook group, Widow 180 The Community: https://www.facebook.com/groups/312036956454927Also follow us on Insta: https://www.instagram.com/widow_180/Check us out on YouTube at Widow 180: The Channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC-DK_dl31qMilJ5cE6t9MVQFor more blog posts and resources go to www.widow180.comQuestions? Email me at jen@widow180.com

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Westerns and Crime on a TuesdayFirst, a look at the events of the dayThen, Gunsmoke starring William Conrad, originally broadcast July 1, 1956, 69 years ago, A Gun for Chester.  Asa Ledbetter is in town, and Chester (Parley Baer, pictured) thinks he's out to kill him! Followed by Fort Laramie starring Raymond Burr, originally broadcast July 1, 1956, 69 years ago, The Trooper's Widow. Mrs. Stocker, the new bride of a trooper, learns the harsh realities of the frontier the hard way. Then, The Roy Rogers Show, originally broadcast July 1, 1954, 71 years ago, Y'all Come. Roy receives a telephone bomb threat and has to protect Dale. Followed by Wanted, originally broadcast July 1, 1950, 75 years ago, FBI #241884.  The Story of Willie, 'The Actor' Sutton.  Finally, The Couple Next Door starring Peg Lynch and Alan Bunce, originally broadcast July 1, 1960, 65 years ago, Weekend Fishing Trip. Thanks to Adele for supporting our podcast by using the Buy Me a Coffee function at http://classicradio.streamIf you like what we do here, visit our friend Jay at http://radio.macinmind.com for great old-time radio shows 24 hours a day

A new venomous spider has officially made New Zealand home. Massey University ecologist professor Steven Trewick spoke to Ingrid Hipkiss.

An invasive spider with a nasty bite is spreading its population across New Zealand - prompting warnings from experts. The noble false widow spider has been spotted in Christchurch, Nelson, Northland and Waikato. Massey University evolutionary ecology professor, Steven Trewick, says their bite is unlikely to kill you - but it's harmful if left untreated. "Like most spiders, they're not going to bite you because they're not interested in you...but they do have some toxins that are similar to the toxins black widows and redbacks have." LISTEN ABOVESee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Play NowThe Seibertron Twincast / Podcast starts out episode 378 with lengthy impressions of Hasbro's most recent "Transformers Tuesday" livestream event which featured looks at upcoming releases for Studio Series and its offshoot lines. Yet more talk about Studio Series 86 Megatron eventually gives way for yet more talk about Devastator before KSI Widow and sneak peeks at 2026 Transformers One releases for Airachnid and Alpha Trion get us back to the newest of new topics. Speculation on the newly announced Skybound creative team for their main Transformers comic title comes next. After that, brief chat about future Missing Link release possibilities covers fun content from the Generations 2025 book just released in Japan. Counterpunch brings more intriguing roundtable questions for the group before the episode concludes with the recurring Bragging Rights segment.

Corey Comperatore was killed shielding his family from the attempted assassination of Pres. Trump at a rally in Butler, Pennsylvania on July 13, 2024. Corey and his widow Helen Comperatore had been friends since kindergarten. The attacker, Thomas Matthew Crooks, wounded Trump's ear before being neutralized by a sniper. Corey's widow, Helen Comperatore, calls him her hero, recalling his last words: “Get down!” as he protected them. At the Republican National Convention, Corey's coat and helmet were shown on stage as he was honored by the President for his bravery. Bobby Chacon is a retired FBI agent, attorney, and TV/film technical advisor. He worked mob cases in New York and led the FBI's Underwater Forensic Program. More at https://x.com/BobbyChaconFBI Helen Comperatore is the widow of Corey Comperatore, a firefighter killed at a Trump rally in Butler, PA. She is honoring her husband's memory with Corey's Cruise on July 12, 2025. More at https://coreyscruise.com Amanda Head is a White House Correspondent for Just The News and co-host of Just The News, No Noise on Real America's Voice. She hosts the Furthermore with Amanda Head podcast. More at https://x.com/AmandaHead 「 SUPPORT OUR SPONSORS 」 Find out more about the brands that make this show possible and get special discounts on Dr. Drew's favorite products at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://drdrew.com/sponsors⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠  ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ • ACTIVE SKIN REPAIR - Repair skin faster with more of the molecule your body creates naturally! Hypochlorous (HOCl) is produced by white blood cells to support healing – and no sting. Get 20% off at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://drdrew.com/skinrepair⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ • FATTY15 – The future of essential fatty acids is here! Strengthen your cells against age-related breakdown with Fatty15. Get 15% off a 90-day Starter Kit Subscription at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://drdrew.com/fatty15⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ • PALEOVALLEY - "Paleovalley has a wide variety of extraordinary products that are both healthful and delicious,” says Dr. Drew. "I am a huge fan of this brand and know you'll love it too!” Get 15% off your first order at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://drdrew.com/paleovalley⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ • VSHREDMD – Formulated by Dr. Drew: The Science of Cellular Health + World-Class Training Programs, Premium Content, and 1-1 Training with Certified V Shred Coaches! More at ⁠⁠⁠⁠https://vshredmd.com/⁠⁠⁠⁠ • THE WELLNESS COMPANY - Counteract harmful spike proteins with TWC's Signature Series Spike Support Formula containing nattokinase and selenium. Learn more about TWC's supplements at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://twc.health/drew⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ 「 MEDICAL NOTE 」 Portions of this program may examine countervailing views on important medical issues. Always consult your physician before making any decisions about your health. 「 ABOUT THE SHOW 」 Ask Dr. Drew is produced by Kaleb Nation (⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://kalebnation.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠) and Susan Pinsky (⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://twitter.com/firstladyoflov⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠e⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠). This show is for entertainment and/or informational purposes only, and is not a substitute for medical advice, diagnosis, or treatment. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In one of the most moving episodes of the Significant Women podcast, Carol McLeod welcomes Rachel Brown—author, speaker, and founder of Never Alone Widows—for a powerful conversation about love, loss, and the miraculous restoration that only God can bring.Rachel opens up about marrying her college sweetheart Todd and building what felt like the perfect life. But just three months into their marriage, a tragic and unexpected health crisis took Todd's life—leaving Rachel a widow at only 23. With raw honesty, she shares the shock of sudden grief, the sacred moments of heartbreak, and how Jesus met her in the wreckage.Now, twice widowed and walking in deep joy and renewed purpose, Rachel is helping thousands of women heal and find hope. This episode will speak to your soul—whether you're grieving, supporting someone who is, or simply wondering where God is in your hardest moments.Key Takeaways:Rachel's sweet love story and simple church-gym wedding.The sudden, life-shattering death of her husband Todd at age 27.The surreal and sacred moments of early grief—and the body's protective instincts.The small comforts that became lifelines: Sunday night rituals, Pizza Hut, and the book Give Me Jesus by Anne Graham Lotz.How Rachel turned her pain into purpose by ministering to widows nationwide.Why healing, freedom, and joy are not just possible—they are promised through Christ.About Rachel Brown:Rachel Brown knows the profound pain of loss and the miraculous power of restoration. Twice widowed, she uses her story to inspire women to find joy, purpose, and freedom.She is the founder and leader of Never Alone Widows, the largest Christian widows' ministry in the U.S., where she equips women to rediscover joy, embrace their identity in Christ, and live with renewed hope.Rachel is an ordained minister, a national speaker for Folds of Honor, and the co-creator of resources such as Father's House, the There Is More podcast, and the How to Widow Well video series. She lives in Atlanta, Georgia, with her husband Rod and their two children, Davis and Campbell.Connect with Rachel:Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/rachelfaulknerbrownWebsite: www.neveralonewidows.comResources Mentioned:Give Me Jesus by Anne Graham LotzRachel's new book Widow's Might: A 365-Day Devotional (discussed later in the episode)Subscribe & Share:If Rachel's story touched your heart, please subscribe, rate, and review the Significant Women podcast. Share this episode with someone walking through grief—they'll be reminded they're not alone.  Connect with Carol at https://www.carolmcleodministries.com/ or email her at carolmcleod@carolmcleodministries.comFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/carolmcleodministriesInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/carolmcleodministriesYoutube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCQE6z9U5VR9tjoJB1NAsgMw

Natalie Dominguez, Title Theft Education Specialist for Home Title Lock. Go to www.HomeTitleLock.com and use my promo code GRUBER250 or click on the link in the description Arrest Made in Widow Home Scam—But Justice Delayed as Family Fights to Reclaim Deed.

If you've ever wanted to party in a magical forest where the trees are judging you and the weather is trying to kill you, this is your episode. A massive thank you to Dungeon Master Adamantine for sponsoring this episode! Whether you want to explore mythic Athens in person or dive into the underdark from your living room, Nick Fotopoulos—aka DM Adamantine—runs unforgettable sessions across systems including D&D, Call of Cthulhu, and Vampire: The Masquerade. Book a game with him at his website or at StartPlaying. Episode Summary: In this episode of the RPGBOT.Podcast, the crew ascends to the upper planes—specifically Arborea, the chaotic good realm of unfiltered passion, overflowing food, and wildly unpredictable weather. The discussion kicks off with character dynamics in tabletop RPGs, including the joys of playing support roles (bards get a lot of love), and meanders gloriously into an exploration of Arborea's distinct layers and their mythic, emotional, and environmental weight. From the fertile lands of Arvandor to the infinite-but-three-feet-deep ocean of Aqualore, and the ruin-scattered, chalk-dusted dunes of Mithardir, the hosts explore what it means to live—or afterlive—in Arborea. They compare the plane to California, invoke the chaotic energy of a 24/7 frat party to describe Sylvania, and debate whether your party name really matters. Along the way, you'll encounter sentient forests, eldritch food carts, mysterious spiriters, and a lot of strong opinions about weather patterns and campaign storytelling. Heros' Feast (affiliate link) 2014 Dungeon Master's Guide (affiliate link) 2024 Dungeon Master's Guide (affiliate link) Mordenkainen's Tome of Foes (affiliate link) Forgotten Realms Wiki - Arborea RPGBOT.Podcast Episodes The Abyss Archeron Arcadia The Beastlands Bytopia Carceri Celestia The Ethereal Plane The Feywild Hell Part 1 Hell Part 2 Limbo Mechanus Pandemonium Key Takeaways: Support Characters Shine: Playing bards and support-focused characters can be extremely rewarding, both narratively and mechanically. Arborea's Alignment: As a Chaotic Good plane, Arborea thrives on passion, impulse, and idealism—but it's not without danger. Oaths Matter: Making promises in Arborea might have magical or moral weight. Break them at your peril. Arvandor = Abundance: This lush and fertile layer feels like a divine Whole Foods. It's the breadbasket of the Outer Planes. Weather Gone Wild: You may experience thunderstorms, lightning, or perpetual sunlight—all in a matter of minutes. Ecology and Afterlife: Arborea is home to Eladrin, elven petitioners, and protective nature spirits. It might be your final resting place... or party destination. Aqualore: Vast ocean, but only three feet deep. Still wet, still weird. Sea elves abound, but not much else. Mithardir: A lifeless chalk desert haunted by ruins of fallen gods and vicious storms. Adventure hooks lie buried under sand. Nautilus: A floating trade hub where adventurers can find deep-sea gear—and probably a weird side quest. Sylvania: A kaleidoscopic chaos realm where every moment is a party and nothing makes sense. It's Animal House with cosmic consequences. Party Names: Whether you're “Team Fireball” or “The Drunken Disciples of Kord,” a good name makes recaps easier and sets the campaign tone. Pop Culture Comparisons: Arborea is described as California, Sylvania is Vegas meets Coachella, and the Widow's Henge might be Top Chef meets eldritch horror. If you enjoy the show, please rate and review us on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, or your favorite podcast app. It's a quick, free way to support the podcast, and helps us reach new listeners. If you love the show, consider joining us on Patreon, where backers at the $5 and above tiers get ad free access to RPGBOT.net and the RPGBOT.Podcast, can chat directly to members of the RPGBOT team and community on the RPGBOT.Discord, and can join us for live-streamed recordings. Support us on Amazon.com when you purchase products recommended in the show at the following link: https://amzn.to/3NwElxQ How to Find Us: In-depth articles, guides, handbooks, reviews, news on Tabletop Role Playing at RPGBOT.net Tyler Kamstra BlueSky: @rpgbot.net TikTok: @RPGBOTDOTNET Ash Ely Professional Game Master on StartPlaying.Games BlueSky: @GravenAshes YouTube: @ashravenmedia Randall James BlueSky: @GrimoireRPG Amateurjack.com Read Melancon: A Grimoire Tale (affiliate link) Producer Dan @Lzr_illuminati

In this series, we'll explore Jesus' parables to uncover what Life in the Kingdom really looks like. His stories reveal a new way of living—marked by grace, humility, generosity, and purpose. This isn't just about understanding the Kingdom—it's about living it. Join us as we learn from Jesus' parables how to follow Him and live the Life of the Kingdom today.

One of the topics that we cover in the new Finding Purpose and Meaning After Loss Workbook is life's synchronicities. These are those seemingly random events that happen to us all the time. It's those little nudges from the universe pushing us in one direction and guiding us.This happens to all of us. The key is just to pay close attention so you can recognize it when it happens!In this episode I share a couple of examples of synchronicities. There is magic here. There is mystery here. It's truly fascinating!For more help with Finding Purpose, grab a copy of the newest workbook, The Finding Purpose and Meaning After Loss Workbook!Go over to https://www.widow180.com/purpose to download your copy today. Be sure to join our Facebook group, Widow 180 The Community: https://www.facebook.com/groups/312036956454927Also follow us on Insta: https://www.instagram.com/widow_180/Check us out on YouTube at Widow 180: The Channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC-DK_dl31qMilJ5cE6t9MVQFor more blog posts and resources go to www.widow180.comQuestions? Email me at jen@widow180.com

Why 2025 may be your last, best shot to lock in low taxes — and how advisors can use Roth conversions, widow's penalty math, and IRMAA risks to drive urgent client action.

More Than Meets The Eye - Week 1 - Widow's Son Raised by The Summit Church

Join Pastor Abby as she explores "The Parable of the Persistent Widow," a powerful message on why we should always pray and never give up. Discover how persistent faith can overcome discouragement, even in the face of life's toughest challenges. Learn from real-life examples and be encouraged to pray big, kingdom-focused prayers.

The AP's Lisa Dwyer reports a Verdict against a pardoned Capitol rioter is only a partial victory for a police officer's widow.

 Orrin Porter Rockwell, bodyguard to Joseph Smith and feared legend of the American West. He is ‘Mormon' (LDS) folk hero; is a historical legend, and was said to be invincible—as long as he never cut his hair. But in 1855, he picked up a pair of scissors. Why? This episode reveals a stunning moment of tenderness from a man known more for bullets than kindness. A story of faith, myth, and one sacred gesture you won't forget.Chapters:00:00 – Introduction00:56 – A Man Called Rockwell02:40 – The Prophecy & the Hair04:03 – The Widow & the Wig05:38 – Fallout & Faith06:49 – Legend & Legacy07:58 – An OunceReferences:LDS Church History: Rockwell Prophecy & LoyaltyDetails Joseph Smith's prophecy and Rockwell's unwavering loyalty.Source: The Church Historian's blog.URL: https://history.churchofjesuschrist.org/blog/ask-us-top-five-reference-questions-about-orrin-porter-rockwell?lang=engFact vs. Folklore – Rockwell's Reputation & Haircut for AgnesExplores verified and legendary accounts, including the wig story and behavior after cutting his hair.Source: LDS Living article featuring input from Church History Library.URL: https://www.ldsliving.com/the-most-famous-porter-rockwell-stories-fact-or-fiction-church-history-library-explains/s/94474General Biography of Porter Rockwell (Wikipedia)Overview of his early life, Danite association, lawman role, and mythic status.URL: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Porter_RockwellRockwell's Hair Donation to Agnes Coolbrith SmithReferences common questions about the life of Rockwell. Item 2 of the article addresses the hair donation.Https://history.churchofjesuschrist.org/blog/ask-us-top-five-reference-questions-about-orrin-porter-rockwell?lang=engDanites Context and OriginsHistorical context and analysis of the Danite organization and its role in early LDS history.URL: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/DaniteRockwell's Legendary Status (Badass of the Week)Stylized but surprisingly well-sourced summary of Rockwell's lawman years and rugged survival.URL: https://www.badassoftheweek.com/rockwellCredits: Several images and video were sourced from iStock and Getty, additional sources include Wikimedia, Picryl, and The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.Music: from the YouTube Audio Library – Frog Kiss the Peat by Dan Lebowitz, Dance of the Mammoths by The Whole Other, Cats Searching for the Truth by Nat Keefe & Hot Buttered Rum 10 second pre-roll promo for An Ounce Podcast on YouTube

Send us a textIn this episode, Leah and Ashley O'Neil discuss the profound experiences of navigating the NICU as both a parent and a medical professional. Ashley shares her journey with her son Colin, who was born prematurely, and the emotional and practical challenges she faced. The conversation explores themes of grief, the balance between professional knowledge and parental instincts, and the importance of communication with medical teams. Ashley also highlights the need for resources to support NICU families, including her upcoming journal designed to help parents navigate their NICU experience. In this conversation, Ashley O'Neil shares her experiences as a mother navigating the complexities of having a child in the NICU and dealing with the challenges of medical systems. She discusses the importance of advocacy for children's needs, the emotional journey of grief after losing loved ones, and how she finds hope and purpose in her son's resilience. The conversation emphasizes the need for community support and the ongoing battle against systemic failures in healthcare.As always, feel free to send us questions, comments, or suggestions to our email: nicupodcast@gmail.com. You can also contact the show through Instagram or Twitter, @nicupodcast. Or contact Ben and Daphna directly via their Twitter profiles: @drnicu and @doctordaphnamd. The papers discussed in today's episode are listed and timestamped on the webpage linked below. Enjoy!

Chris and Jeremy discuss the literary and artistic masterwork by Tom King and Bilquis Evely. This Dark Horse series is nominated for 7 Eisner awards, and it's imaginative and thought provoking. Learn more about the creators, the characters, and our favorite moments from the series.  warning: The comic discussion covers themes of suicide. If you or someone you know is struggling with mental health or depression, please reach out to Mental Health America https://mhanational.org/resources/  or call the Suicide & Crisis lifeline 988 in the United States. We're not therapists, but we hope if you are struggling, you can get resources and help to make things better.    You have a super-power, too! You can write a REVIEW! A five star review on Apple Podcasts goes a long way and helps get the word out. Leave a comment so we can say thanks! We read EVERY one!   Join our Patreon for exclusive bonus content! You can support the show at https://www.patreon.com/ComicBookKeepers We have merchandise in the store with our Cosplay Logo! Get yours here! https://comicbookkeepers.threadless.com/designs/comic-book-keepers-cosplay-logo/heroes/t-shirt/regular?variation=front&color=royal_blue Comic Book Keepers is hosted by the Geekly Grind. Check out reviews and discussion on everything Geeky from Anime, Manga, Boardgames, comics, and more. www.thegeeklygrind.comsdThe Geekly Grind @thegeeklygrind Link tree: https://linktr.ee/CBKcast Social media: Twitter @cbkcast Instagram @cbkcast Facebook Chris @dungeonheads Lance @roguesymbiote Chris's draws D&D character art. check out his Patreon to see a library of different characters, and see more samples on Instagram Original and NEW rock Theme by Weston Gardner @ArcaneAnthems on Patreon  

Family challenges 84-year-old woman's will after $1M left to her male escort companion. People urged to report crop circles to police. Visitors and influencers throng Air India crash site, take selfies near aircraft wreckage. // SUPPORT by joining the Weird AF News Patreon http://patreon.com/weirdafnews - OR buy Jonesy a coffee at http://buymeacoffee.com/funnyjones Buy MERCH: https://weirdafnews.merchmake.com/ - Check out the official website https://WeirdAFnews.com and FOLLOW host Jonesy at http://instagram.com/funnyjones

Exploring Howes Cave: History, Tragedy, and TourismHistorian and author Dana Cudmore, a former tour guide and current chronicler of Howes Cave, Howe Caverns, and Schoharie County's "Cave Country," gives us a lay of the land and recalls the oft-repeated question, " Anybody ever die down here?" Cudmore recounts in his 2024 book, The Cave Electrician's Widow: The Tragedy at Howe Caverns & Dramatic Courtroom Fight for Justice, the story of two Howe Caverns employees who tragically asphyxiated in response to a nearby dynamite blast on April 24, 1930. The conversation describes the events of that tragic day, as well as the continuing allure and industrial significance of the caves and surrounding area. Buy a copy of The Cave Electrician's Widow here, and use code KAATSCAST for 25% off plus free shipping!Enter here for a chance to win a signed copy!00:00 Introduction: The Popular Question00:16 History of Howe Caverns02:04 Touring Cave Country03:18 Lester Howe's Discovery of Howe Caverns06:20 Secret Caverns and Fraternal Rivalries11:17 The 1930 Tragedy21:56 Modern-Day Mining in Howes Cave22:52 Conclusion and Author's Reflections

This conversation wrecked me in the best way. In this episode, I sit down with Melissa Methven, a mother, author, breathwork facilitator, and widow who lost her husband to suicide. Melissa shares the raw truth behind her picture-perfect life and how grief shattered and ultimately awakened her. We talk about finding purpose after loss, raising children through trauma, and the painful yet beautiful path of healing. Her courage to speak what most people hide is something I'll never forget. If you've ever felt broken or silenced by grief, this is the episode your heart needs.Watch the full episode on YouTube here or head to https://www.youtube.com/@RealHeidiPowellResources mentioned in this episode:Melissa's book: The Truth Behind the Smiles: https://amzn.to/4j07QFF Melissa's podcast: Not Alone with Melissa Sue MethvenTV segment about Melissa's story: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7MZIqKP1U4o Here are the key moments from the episode:0:41 Meeting Melissa and Watching Her Rise6:05 Her Husband's Death by Suicide9:17 The Day Everything Changed13:12 The Hidden Pain Behind a “Perfect” Life15:04 Suppressing Her Voice and the Toll on Her Health20:02 Telling the Kids Their Dad Was Gone26:00 Leaving Alaska to Start Fresh33:12 Calling Her Pain a Gift39:03 The Weight of Regret and Guilt45:02 Why Telling the Truth Matters54:15 Giving Her Kids Tools She Never Had1:02:13 Living a Life of PurposeConnect with Heidi:
Website: https://heidipowell.net/ Email: podcast@heidipowell.netInstagram: @realheidipowellFacebook: Heidi PowellYouTube: @RealHeidiPowell
Train with Heidi on her Show Up App:  https://www.showupfit.app/ Connect with Melissa Methven:Website: https://www.melissagratitude.life/ Instagram: @melissa_gratitudeFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/tremblaymel Tiktok: @melissa_gratitudeAbout Melissa Methven:
Mélissa-Sue Methven was born in Quebec City and raised in Vancouver, BC. In her early 20s, she became a flight attendant, flying globally on commercial and private jets, including trips with celebrities and a U.S. president. In 2006, she moved to Wasilla, Alaska, to be with her husband, Scott, and later became a dental hygienist. After Scott's passing in 2022, Mélissa, now a widowed mother of two, has devoted her life to helping others navigate grief, reclaim their voice, and live with purpose. Her work is rooted in healing, truth-telling, and empowering others to rise from their deepest pain.

We begin this week in Pennsylvania with a story that involves a woman who starts to believe that something in her new house is coming for her family and trying to take it from her. Then, Dan takes us to Brazil to explore one of the more disturbing legends ever. The legend of Bárbara  of the Pleasures. But Bárbara's story, is not so pleasurable. When her looks began to fade, did an aging woman in the early 19th century, once heralded as a legendary beauty, do the unthinkable to regain her youthful attractiveness? Next up, Lynze offers us a story with many complex layers ranging from sleep paralysis to cosmic connections. Rounding out the episode, she gives us a classic haunted house story! Scared To Death Merch:Celebrate 300 episodes of Scared to Death with the killer new '300 Rituals' collection. A fun Midsommer inspired design, featuring a ceremonial ritual site adorned with flowers and bones, marking 300 horror packed episodes of your favorite spoopy podcast. Design available in a tee, mug, and collectable spring tote bag.  Also available now is the Redcap tee featuring the Scottish gnome from episode 289. A really cool 70s illustration style of a darkly curious little guy peeking over the letters STDP.Monthly Patreon Donation: This month, we are donating to The Hamilton County Youth Center. They will be receiving 11,750 while 1,300 is headed to the scholarship fund. Paul Johnson is running a non profit youth group in Aurora, NE aimed at giving kids of all backgrounds a place to be themselves and to build community. Find out more at  www.hcyouthcenter.comSend stories to mystory@scaredtodeathpodcast.comSend everything else to info@scaredtodeathpodcast.comWant to be a Patron? Get episodes AD-FREE, listen and watch before they are released to anyone else, bonus episodes, a 20% merch discount, additional content, and more! Learn more by visiting: https://www.patreon.com/scaredtodeathpodcast.Please rate, review, and subscribe anywhere you listen.Thank you for listening!Follow the show on social media: @scaredtodeathpodcast on Facebook and IG and TTWebsite: https://www.badmagicproductions.com/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/scaredtodeathpodcastInstagram: https://bit.ly/2miPLf5Mailing Address:Scared to Deathc/o Timesuck PodcastPO Box 3891Coeur d'Alene, ID 83816Opening Sumerian protection spell (adapted):"Whether thou art a ghost that hath come from the earth, or a phantom of night that hath no home… or one that lieth dead in the desert… or a ghost unburied… or a demon or a ghoul… Whatever thou be until thou art removed… thou shalt find here no water to drink… Thou shalt not stretch forth thy hand to our own… Into our house enter thou not. Through our fence, breakthrough thou not… we are protected though we may be frightened. Our life you may not steal, though we may feel SCARED TO DEATH."