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Overall Results after Stage Seven
1, Cyril Despres, France, KTM 18:12:38
2, Marc Coma, Spain, KTM at 7 minutes 48 seconds
3, Helder Rodrigues, Portugal, Yamaha at 49:39
4, Paolo Goncalves, Portugal, Husqvarna, 55:33 (6 minutes penalty)
5, David Casteu, France, Yamaha at 1:05:38
Other KTM
6, Jordi Viladoms, Spain, KTM at 1:07:40
7, Gerard Farres Guel, Spain, KTM at 1:08:00
8, Stefan Svitko, Slovakia, KTM at 1:17:19
10, Joan Pedrero, Spain, KTM 51:23:48 (15 minutes penalty)
12, Alessandro Botturi, Italy, KTM at 1:34:10
13, Pal Anders Ullevalseter, Norway, KTM at 1:41:03 (40 minutes penalty)
15, Rubin Faria, Portugal, KTM, 2:00.39 (40 minutes penalty)
16, Felipe Zanol, Brazil, KTM at 2:13:46 (40 minutes penalty)
17, Paolo Ceci, Italy, KTM at 2:37:07
20, Henk Knuiman, Netherlands, KTM, 2:42:26
23, Johnny Aubert, France, KTM, 2:48:09
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KTM's Marc Coma and Cyril Despres, both 3 x Dakar winners, set out in Mar Del Plata on New Year's Day each in pursuit of a fourth victory in the Dakar 2012, the world's toughest rally. After Stage 7 and on the eve of the only rest day in the 15-day, 9,000 km competition, the rivalry is as fierce as ever. Coma took Stage 7 and Despres stays in charge of the overall standings
The two factory riders, one of the great rivalries in modern motorsports are equally determined to ensure that the 2012 edition is remembered as a copybook example of their skill and determination on their KTM 450 rally bikes.
On Saturday Coma secured his third stage victory but was closely shadowed the entire way by teammate Despres, and while Coma did manage to claw back two minutes in the overall standings, Despres still leads the field by almost eight minutes at the half way mark.
Cancellation of Stage Six breaks race rhythm
Neither rider was happy about having the rhythm of the competition broken on Friday when Stage Six had to be cancelled after the high mountain pass across the Andes Cordillero from Argentina into the coastal desert of Chile was closed overnight. Teams instead went in convoy across the mountains and down to Copiapo to prepare for the looped stage on Saturday that included 419 km of timed special that ended in the dunes of the notorious Atacama Desert, the driest place on the planet.
Despres opened the road as the winner of Stage 5 on Thursday but Coma rode like a man possessed, leading the stage throughout the second half of the times special. Throughout the day he was closely shadowed by Despres who was just as determined not to sacrifice too much of his overall lead. In what is as much a war of nerves and tactics as a battle on the course, the two riders attacked the hard and fast sand courses in the first half of the special and continued with equal passion into the dunes.
Marc Coma: "We all know that the stage before the rest day is always difficult, and today was no exception, with stifling heat and very soft sand. Nevertheless, we rode very fast and I was able to attack. I gained two minutes on Cyril but that is obviously not enough! We know the strategy well, so we are aware that I will probably gain two minutes one day, then Cyril will gain two minutes the next… And it is hard to change this when there is only one road. Anyway, we are second in the general classification on the rest day and everything is going smoothly, so it has been a good rally for us so far."
Cyril Despres: I was a bit lazy today, since Marc led the race from km 200 onwards, the start of the second special, but I think that is also part of the race. There is always a strategic aspect, since we know we can control two-minute gaps. Having said that, I finished with my hands numb but it was a really beautiful special with beautiful dunes… And it feels good to lead the race on the rest day. I am happy."
Still a long way to Lima
While the rally is far from over and riders are still to tackle brand new territory in Peru this year, the two lead KTM riders already have accumulated an impressive overall lead. Third placed Helder Rodrigues of Portugal is more than 49 minutes behind the leader. Ten KTM riders are currently in the top 20 and they include the factory team's two support riders, Joan Pedrero of Spain, the water carrier for Marc Coma at overall tenth and Cyril Despres' support rider Rubin Faria of Portugal who is currently 15th. Faria and Pedrero were eighth and eleventh in Stage 7. KTM Enduro factory rider Johnny Aubert, riding in his first Dakar and on a series bike is holding up well in 23rd overall.
No engine changes for KTM's two leaders on rest day
After Stage 7, Alex Doringer, Team Manager of the KTM Factory Rally Team also announced that there are to be no engine changes to the KTM 450 rally bikes of the lead riders, Despres and Coma on the rest day on Sunday. Under the new regulations an engine change incurs a 15-minute penalty.
Of the six stages so far held in the 33rd edition, Coma has now won three and Despres two. Meanwhile the original field of 178 bikes had been trimmed by 50 by the start of Saturday's stage and with navigation a key issue in Stage 7 organizers were expecting many of the riders to eventually get back to the bivouac during the night and even possibly tomorrow.
Speedbrain Husqvarna
The Bavarian-Italian Husqvarna Rallye Team by Speedbrain is lying solidly at the halfway point of the Dakar 2012. Paulo Goncalves recorded another podium finish ahead of tomorrow´s rest day. The Portuguese used today´s stage seven to improve to fourth in the standings.
Goncalves was happy to finish the day in third. He had a decent outing and didn´t make any mistakes. At one point during the loop from Copiapo to Copiapo he was even leading. The route was hard and fast, then came different sections which required good navigation and a change of rhythm. Goncalves didn´t attack towards the end to save his machine. "I want to thank my team now that we´re at the halfway mark," he said. "They do a great job and all is running smoothly and always well prepared". Goncalves plans to go for the top three in the second week of the rally. He´s only sitting six minutes behind fellow countryman Helder Rodrigues.
Joan Barreda opened the day in third. He tried to close in on defending champ Marc Coma, but that didn´t work out. Barreda rode all day on his own, collected a lot of valuable experience, but he made a navigation error also. That costed him ten minutes. Nevertheless he was going strong and proved again to have podium speed.
Zé Hélio didn´t have the very best ride. The Brazilian had to deal with dust in the beginning and crashed once. He also had to repair a damaged front wheel. Jose Manuel Pellicer enjoyed a better day. The Spaniard arrived back at Copiapo in 21st place.
Team principal Wolfgang Fischer conducts a positive first week: "Basically we´re satisfied with the achievement so far. It´s not nice having lost Ike Klaumann from the race early. Everyone over here wishes him a fast and speedy recovery. Also it´s a little sad that Joan Barreda dropped back on two occassions, he has the speed to be a front-runner for sure.
"We´re having no technical problems whatsoever and our bike is totally competitive. A big thanks goes to all team members for their endless hours and for the excellent team spirit. The first week has been hard, harder than expected. We did a good job, many of our competitors already had to quit."
Chaleco Lopez- I fell in the first part of the special – not very hard, but enough to re-awaken the pain in my right knee. In the second part of the special I suffered so much on the dunes that I was hardly able to ride. I do not know, but I fail to see how I could continue tomorrow. Fortunately, tomorrow is the rest day, so I will see the bivouac doctors and call mine, but I think my Dakar has come to an end. I am in a world of pain right now.
Chris Birch- Chris had a really good day, he was a bit nervous and I think he expected the day to be longer for him that it was. He made up 6 places today and is 41st overall.
Laia Sanz- closed the first week of Dakar with optimism and good race pace. The Catalan was happy with her role in the seventh stage: "Has been the first day that everything has gone well and I have fun." In addition, I am happy because my hand is much better. Now gaining back positions slowly and not wanting to run faster than necessary. Leaving a few posts later because we will be faster than today because we will have fewer people front which delayed our rhythm. "Marc and I are doing what we have to do and will continue as well."
Ned Suesse- is the only American left in the event, James Embro appears to have dropped out today. Ned finished the stage in 87th position today, not sure on the overall but that will drop him back a ways, but he just needs to keep it steady now as much of the real work is still in front of him.
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first I'd like to thank for having again the opportunity to attend the SAP TechEd 2008 in Berlin. Thank you for the great conference you put up again !
the ICC an architectural milestone in Berlin.
Personal experience:
It was really thrilling for me that the TechEd this year took place inour capital Berlin, and at the same time it was really challenging to use public transport to find my way around here. Everything (except the TechEd itself) was kind of historic first because I arrived at Tempelhof airport which made the existence of a free Berlin possible over years during the "Luftbrücke"-era – pittyfully this airport is going to be closed down in advantage of Berlin Schoenefeld, so a part of the spirit of "ich bin ein Berliner"will be lost – but times are a changing.
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and due to these architetural efforts I had quite some problems to find all the interesting places during teched on time (to be honest I've never been late to a session until this year).
After Steve Winwood finished his concert (which was better than I expected – I am not really a fan of the kind of music that is performed at the Teched evening events in general). I and a friend I made at this years Teched went to the "Hackerschen Hoefe" to a club named "Dante" – and partied with Berlin youngsters 'til 3 a.m.
Well I'm in my end-thirties now, so the tribute for staying up that long was loosing the first lecture on Thursday- I will have to learn "Best practices to design Adobe Interactive Forms" from the presentation download 😉 now. But I guess I would do it again – capital partying is just different.
I met a lot of people I know at the TechEd and was (again)really impressed how easy it is to get in touch with people.
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as every TechEd I have been visiting, also this years' Teched satisfied my expectations,specially because I had concrete questions regarding current projects that I could state to the experts at the SAP Solution pods – thanks to you guys!
This year I concentrated on lectures rather than on hands on workshops because I have been alone at the teched, and my job was to bring back back as much information as possible.
My topics where Portals, Webdynpro-J , SSO, Adobe IF and of course ABAP.
In the portals, and Webdynpro-J environment there were mainly enhancements
that were to be expected like tinyMCE (which is well known for some time) and AJAX
support in WDJ.
The SSO topic was a little bit to hard a selection for me – I first have to catch up with this a little.
The Adobe IF hands-on I attended was really good because the scripting functionality
combined with the examples where really profitable for me.
The hands-on on memory sufficent programming in ABAP was also a blast, even though it will surely take sometime until anyone in our company will see a production system supporting these features.
I am eager to use all the new knowledge I collected during this Teched and look forward to October 27th 2009 – in Vienna.
PS: The club there is called "Flex" www.flex.at and is located directly at the Donaukanal – been there in 2005.


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03-08 A Way to Help
by Ernest Bywater
Copyright 2007 by Ernest Bywater as Ernest Edwards
Action/Adventure Story: A building collapses, people are trapped. Gerry is on hand and determined to help, despite what the current procedures say.
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During the school holidays in June, 2005 Full Lieutenant Gordon Mannheim and Full Lieutenant Angelson are posted to the Royal Rescue Service, the Fishers, as observers so they can gain some knowledge of how the Fishers operate. They're posted to D Company of the Gophers, the 2nd Fishers, and are assigned to 6th Platoon. D Company is based, and operates, in northern Berant where they cover the top quarter of the country up to the Sharten Mountains. On the first day Gerry and Angie are shown all of the equipment, and they ask a lot of questions about the capabilities of all of the medical gear they use. The platoon commander, Junior Lieutenant Peters, is surprised at Gerry's age, and he's further surprised to learn both of them are qualified doctors.
On the fourth day they're with the platoon on roving patrol near the rural town of Sharteen, which is close to the eastern corner of their area. It's only twelve kilometres south of the northern border and about the same in from the coast. This town of just over one thousand residents services an area of over nine thousand five hundred people with all of the school, medical, police, fire, and recreational facilities for the area.
They get a call of a building collapse with people trapped inside. They arrive to find the collapsed building is the recently opened new middle school. Luckily the majority of the students were outside of the building at the time it collapsed, but there are still thirty-three children and two teachers unaccounted for. The Gophers arrive ready to do what they can, but heavy equipment is needed, because the school is built out of concrete slabs.
Police and locals are crawling all over the place trying to help, but they're totally uncoordinated. This scenario isn't in any of their training manuals so Lieutenant Peters has no idea of what to do. Gerry nods at Angie, she immediately snags the unit medics and starts preparing the medical equipment to be dragged through the rubble. Grabbing a loudspeaker Gerry calls for quiet, then he orders everyone off the site, and to gather on the road nearby.
Peters is stunned by his decisiveness, so are most of the rest of them. He orders the people to form up across the road in groups: those with large building construction or design experience, medical experience, general search and rescue experience, and general labour. He orders the police to control access to the site, and to keep out all except those approved by the Guards. He calls for people who know of anyone with heavy equipment or large tractors to contact them, and to ask them to bring them to the site. Medical people are to speak to the senior Fisher medic, and to stand ready to treat injured when they're found. Those with construction knowledge are to discuss what things are likely to be like under the slabs they can see. The rest are to await orders. Turning to the platoon radio operator he says, "Call command, we need some heavy lifting helicopters and people with experience in this type of work." The man nods yes, and he gets on the radio.
Gerry grabs a spray can of paint, and he starts to slowly walk his way over the wreckage. He stops a few times to spray marks on the cement, with numbers beside them. When Peters tries to walk onto the site he waves him back. It's hard enough locating them with his empathy with so many strong emotions from the spectators. He's soon finished, but he can only locate twenty-nine of the missing thirty-five people, leaving six still unaccounted for. Walking over to Peters he says, "Those painted marks are directly above where people are trapped. The numbers represent those in each group." Peters stares at him with wide eyes, "I'm an empath, I can feel their emotions, and they're radiating fear, hard." Peters slowly nods. "By the looks of it there may be a crawl way in at the side over there. I'm going to try it. You get with the construction people to work out the quickest way to get through at the three points marked. Then get them to work out how to do that with reasonable safety." Peters nods, and he heads over to the construction people to discuss the situation with them.
The radio operator is signalling for attention. Gerry goes over to him, the operator says, "Sir, I've spoken to command, and they can't organise any helicopters until after the Captain gets here in about an hour."
With a grim expression Gerry says, "Give me the radio and switch to General Tactical Network Four." The operator does, and Gerry says into the radio microphone, "Clay Comm, urgent. Clay Comm, urgent." The radio operator's eyes go very wide. He'd get into big trouble for what the Lieutenant is about to do.
At Clay Comm, the Claymore Command Communications Centre, operator Mary Williams hears the call, and sits up. She responds, "Clay Comm on Tac Net Four, go ahead." The shift supervisor has seen her action and is linked in to listen too.
Gerry says, "Clay Comm, Eggs Whisky, Hotel, Mike Six. Over." Both the radio operators are plugging the scramble circuit command into the radio while he speaks.
Mary replies, "Clay Comm copies, Eggs Whisky, Hotel, Mike Six. Over." She hits the activation button about the same time as Gerry's radio operator does. "Clay Comm, scrambled on Tac Net Four, are you with me? Over."
"Affirmative, Clay Comm, Falcon Nine copies." Both Mary and the radio operator sit up more, the falcon designation is for agents of the King only, and Falcon Nine already has a good reputation. "I'm with Gopher Delta Six, in Sharteen. We urgently need heavy helicopters to lift concrete slabs off trapped school children, please arrange. Over."
"Falcon Nine, Clay Comm copies, need heavy helicopters to lift concrete slabs off trapped children in Sharteen. Will organise assistance for Gopher Delta Six. Wait." She looks over to see her supervisor on the radio, and waving at her to wait.
A moment later her supervisor comes on line to say, "Falcon Nine, Clay Comm. Peri Three Delta has three birds heading your way now. Civilian contractors in Berana have two heavy duty birds fuelling up now, expect to be airborne in fifteen. Over."
"Clay Comm, Falcon Nine, copies. Three Blackbirds inbound and two civilian heavy birds leaving Berana in fifteen. Thanks. Out." To the operator he says, "You never heard a word." The operator grins while he nods yes.
Walking over to Angie at the medical support vehicle Gerry says, "There's a way in for someone small enough." She nods her understanding as she hands him a field trauma pack to carry. She nods at another of the Gopher team, Corporal Diane Jenkins, she's very small and thin as well. The three of them head to the possible entrance point while carrying two packs each. Three of medical gear, two of equipment that should help them getting through, and one of food and drinks that'll likely be needed by those trapped under there.
After glancing at Peters who has crews working carefully with power drills to cut holes in the concrete slabs where he marked them Gerry says, "Tell Peters he should be OK to go like that for the first few slabs, but to take extra care after that." Angie nods yes. After placing her packs beside the entrance hole she goes to speak to Peters.
Gerry climbs in then Diane hands the packs through, and follows him. They start crawling about under the slab, heading toward the largest group of children. Each is dragging three packs from their belts using one and a half metre nylon belt lines. Gerry is using his empathy sense to guide them. A few times they stop to knock some materials out of their way. After ten minutes they reach a point where they can see a group of children with a teacher stuck in a pocket created by two side walls that didn't fully collapse. The hole they're looking through isn't big enough to crawl through.
They pass one of the medic kits in, and the teacher starts treating the children under Gerry's directions while Diane is enlarging the hole. Several minutes later the hole is big enough, and they climb through. Gerry gives each child a full examination, and he gives a few children some drugs to take. He tells them people are working their way down, and to keep well away from the slab above them, because the rescuers will need to use power tools to cut through. He considers sending the bulk out the way they came, but Peters informs him, over the radio, his entrance hole has collapsed. Gerry instructs Peters to have someone drill down at this point with a long drill bit. He does, and some minutes later the bit comes through. Using the radio he tells them to stop. When it stops turning Gerry pushes it up flush with the slab. He tells them to mark the bit at the slab level, and that will tell them how far they have to come. They do so, this group is under two and a half metres of ruins.
Gerry moves them away from where the drill hole is, because the rescue people will dig down around it. He passes the information onto Peters. They now know they can go flat out cutting through at this site.
Some of the medical supplies are given to the teacher because she's first aid trained, and all of the injuries here are within her capacity, except for the two they can't do any more for until they can get them to a hospital. Gerry and Diane move through another hole to head for the next group.
Several minutes later they have to enlarge another hole and move on. About fifteen minutes after leaving the first group they find two unconscious children. They treat them, and slowly move them back to the first group.
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Congo Bound Redux
James Durney
On 1 July 1960, following nationalist riots against Belgian rule, the independent Republic of the Congo was declared. Within a few days anarchy prevailed as the mineral-rich province of Katanga threatened to secede from the new nation and form its own independent country. The Prime Minister, Patrice Lumumba, appealed to the United Nations for help. Secretary-General, Dag Hammarskjold, was authorized by the UN Security Council to recruit a military force to restore order and keep the country intact.
Ireland was asked to contribute to the UN force and, in late July 1960, the first Irish peacekeeping force, the newly-raised 32nd Battalion, left the country for Central Africa. An advance party of the 32nd Battalion flew to the Congo on 23 July, to prepare the way for the main body of men who would arrive a few days later. These included four officers, six non-commissioned officers (NCOs), seven interpreters and a UN Political Adviser. They were led by Commandant Joseph J. Adams, second in command of the Battalion, and Commandant Joseph Laffan, senior medical officer.
Commdts. Adams and Laffan flew out from Dublin Airport on 21 July, while Captain P. J. Liddy, Legal Officer, and Captain Domhnall Sweeney, Assistant Quartermaster, accompanied by six NCOs flew out of Dublin Airport, via Aer Lingus, for Paris en route to the Congo two days later. The non-commissioned officers were: CQMS Michael Kennedy, Lower Grange, Co. Waterford, attached to the Curragh Command, married with four children; SQMS Desmond Nolan, Carlow, married, attached to the Curragh; Cpl. James Mulcahy (lineman), from Youghal, living in Newbridge, Co. Kildare, married with four children (Curragh Command); Cpl. Joseph Shine (cook), Ballyhooley, Co. Cork; Cpl. Richard Mahon (lineman), Graiguenamanagh, Co. Kilkenny; Cpl. Francis P. Fogarty, Birr, Co. Offaly. They were seen off by their families, the Chief of Staff, Major-General McKeown, and other senior officers. Among those saying farewell to Capt. Liddy was his sixteen-year-old son, Michael, in the uniform of the FCA.
On arrival in Leopoldville, on the following day, the men were taken by speedboat across the river to the office of General Van Horn, the Swedish Military Commander of the UN Emergency Force in the Congo. Gen. Van Horn, who had overall command of all the forces, including the Irish, welcomed them and they discussed the requirements of the 32nd Battalion. The area of operations for the Irish contingent was the Kivu province, on the east side of the vast country, on the borders of Rwanda and Burundi.
The advance party had to gather intelligence about the Kivu region and secure Goma airport for the arrival of the 32nd Battalion. Two newspapermen, Cathal O'Shannon, from the Irish Times, and Michael O'Halloran, from the Irish Press, also joined the party on its trip to Goma. After landing at Goma the advance party was taken in a Congolese Army military bus to the town and to schools in the area to survey a suitable base for the Battalion. The Congolese Army offered the advance party 'accommodation', but this was declined and Headquarters was established in the local hostelry, Grand Lac Hotel. On 29 July 1960 689 men of the 32nd Battalion arrived at Goma, the first battalion of Irish soldiers to serve outside of Ireland since the foundation of the state.
Note: Thanks to Patrick Mulcahy for bringing this historically important information to our attention.


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Chinese ports will remain the busiest in the world this year, although sluggish economic recovery in the United States and the European Union (EU) will dent their container volume growth, according to an outlook report by the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
The report, released on Friday by the Center for Forecasting Sciences at the academy, also suggested global container volumes will continue to rise this year, but the growth rate will be smaller than in 2010.
Containers are the basic element of the global trading system.
The average growth at the world's top 20 ports will remain at between 8.5 percent and 10.3 percent year-on-year, down from an increase of 15.2 percent in 2010, the report said.
"China has served as a major driver of rapid growth in the global shipping industry," said Wang Shouyang, a professor at the academy. "Its robust economic and trade growth has prompted increases in port business in trading-partner countries."
According to the report, half of the increase in business at Antwerp port in Belgium was driven by demand from the Chinese market, and no less than 30 percent of the containers in Hamburg port were transferred to or from China.
As the developing economies emerge as the new engine for the global economy, container volumes at their ports are expected to register rapid growth.
Meanwhile, the lackluster economic performance in the developed countries will hamper the growth of trade, the report said.
Lacking an internal engine, economic growth in the US and the EU may remain insipid, said Zhang Monan, an economist at the Economic Forecast Department of the State Information Center.
With a jobless rate as high as 9.1 percent in June and debt-supported fiscal and monetary policies coming to an end, the US needs additional policies to boost its economy, Zhang said.
The US government has already reached its $14.3 trillion legal debt limit and has urged that the limit should be raised by Aug 2.
President Barack Obama and Treasury Secretary Timothy Geithner have warned that if Congress failed to do so, it could lead to default on the nation's debt obligations, causing financial market turbulence and other serious consequences.
In the meantime, economic recovery in the EU may be affected by the debt concerns and ensuing tightening policies, Zhang added.
"These factors are likely to hamper economic growth in the US and EU in the latter half of this year," she said.
"Given the current global economic climate, it is safe to predict a slowdown in the growth of container volumes worldwide," she added.
China's Dalian port is expected to become the 20th largest in the world this year, and 10 of the top 20 container ports would be in China, the report said. The rest remained largely unchanged.
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Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Summer Reading List
Read a good book or plan to read one? Let's share our summer reading list with each other. I'll kick it off.
Lost in the Middle - Paul Tripp. It's an outstanding book on the challenges of mid-life. As I mentioned in a prior post, it's both gospel centered and remarkably insightful on the trials, temptations and troubles that come with mid-life. I had planned to finish this before summer but didn't quite get there. I'm 80% done with the book and when I finish it up, I plan to post a complete review of the book.
Contending for Our All - John Piper. He brings us the biographies of Anasthasius, John Owen and Gresham Machen in the fourth book of his "Swans Will Not Be Silent" series. If the prior three are anything to go by, I expect this to be wonderfully encouraging to my soul.
Above All Earthly Powers - David Wells. David Wells is Professor of Historical and Systematic Theology at Gordon-Conwell Theological Seminary and an astute commentator on philosophical dynamics that affect the culture. Above All Earthly Powers is about the post-modern culture we live in and its implications to the church. I listened to an interview of David Wells by Mark Dever and am looking forward to reading it.
The TippingPoint - Malcolm Gladwell. It's a fascinating book on how "little things can make a big difference", in business or cultural trends. Malcolm Gladwell is not a professing Christian (as far as I know) but he is a renown writer with interesting insights. I've borrowed this book from a friend and am committed to finishing it this summer.
These are my books for the summer. I probably won't get through them all but I'll give it a good shot.
Now it's your turn - what are your recommendations?
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- Tom Yi said...
Thanks for your recommendations Andre. I'd like to look into some of those books. Here are a couple I'm reading this summer whenever I get a chance:
The Exemplary Husband: A Biblical Perspective - Stuart Scott
Has been a great read in helping me to biblically fulfill my role as a husband. It goes through everything from conflict resolution to budgeting - highly recommended.
Experiencing the Cross: Your Greatest Opportunity for Victory Over Sin - Henry Blackaby
This one I try and read during my commutes. It is a great reminder of the gospel for me. You can never read enough books on the cross!
- Meng said...
no summer here...but reading
Dad in the Mirror
Legacy of Sovereign Joy
Wud like to get my hands on that book by Paul Tripp : loss in the Middle. Feeling a little loss in the middle.
- Mike Yang said...
I'll probably re-read and seek to increasingly apply the teachings found in "Humility" by CJ Mahaney. The sin of pride is pervasive and evident in certain areas of my life which lessens my experience of God's grace. Perhaps one area related to this blog is pride in my workplace. While it may not be immediately evident to those on the outside, the pride that you don't see is the one who goes to work without a word of "thanks" or "help" or examines how he falls short of the holiness and glory of God. That is the pride that hinders me. And the result may be a lack of joy during the workday, discontentment of where career is heading, or just lacking excellence in all that I do. These things may cause me to think about dreams or ambitions that are far beyond good for me. This book is very appropriate for anyone who has a similar day like mine and who wants to see God's grace at work. For God is searching and giving grace to those who are humble, undeserved favor (James 4:6 and Isaiah 66:2).
I believe that humility is a characteristic that will further the kingdom of God in the marketplace greater than any other gift or character trait. It shows a clear reflection of Christ which is greatly needed in the marketplace where idols abound. For me, it steers my ambition away from this world and towards a heavenly road.
So, as you can tell, I highly recommend this book. FYI - it's probably the shortest book on these lists :)
- andre said...
Thanks for sharing not only your book recommendation but also your thoughts on how humility can be a distinguishing mark for Christians in the marketplace.
Your reading list looks similar to mine. I'm currently reading, or planning to read:
Above All Earthly Powers
Lost in the Middle
Defending the Faith (biography of J. Gresham Machen) by DG Hart
Team of Rivals or 1776 or some other historical work
Something light like #1 Ladies Detective Agency
For baseball fans I recommend 'Juicing the Game' by Howard Bryant


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The story: A teenage boy's normal struggles with growing up are complicated by his porn brain and pantie fetish, or at least that's what he thinks. There might be more to the story.
by Bistander
Chapter 4
It's Dangerous Squeezing the Charmin
Rebecca's House
Evan tooted his horn in front of Rebecca's house, then started pressing the station preset buttons looking for a good song. He was surprised to see his sister running to the car. She normally made him wait and she never ran.
"Burrr," Deana said, and slammed the door. "Heat!" She slid the temperature control to the red and spun the blower knob to full blast.
Evan looked at his sister with his brows lifted. She was barefoot, wearing a sleeveless shirt and short—shorts. "Why didn't you put more on?" He closed his vent.
"It's supposed to be warm." She hugged her legs to her chest. "So much for global warming."
"Girls, jeez." He sighed and started driving.
When Deana hadn't said anything for a couple of minutes he looked at her. She glanced his way, then went back to staring out the window. "So," he said, "is she a good kisser?"
Her head snapped towards him. "What," she said.
"The making out," he said, "how was it?"
"What are you talking about?" Deana said.
"Don't play dumb," he said. "I want to hear about that kiss."
Deana put her chin in her palm, closed her eyes and breathed in deeply. "We got naked, then spent the night in bed together."
"Yes, but we put on our PJs first, Perv."
"You two really share a bed?" he said.
"Why, you and Jason don't share?"
"No, not gonna happen."
"So you think I should make out with Rebecca and you're a homophobe?"
"Easy, Tiger," Evan said, and gave her that what just happened look.
"I'm just saying, it's a double standard."
"No," he said, taking a long thought searching paused, "Jason, ah, his bed sucks, too small and lumpy. The cot is better. His camping cot."
"Would you kiss him to shock me?"
Evan felt his face going from one shade of pale to another, and he knew his sister already knew the answer. Before he could say anything, she said, "See, it is a double standard. You perverts think we should go down on each other so you can beat off, but you're afraid to even see each other naked."
"Um, maybe you should tell me what's really bothering you?"
"Will you rub my foot, please?"
"Cramp?" he asked.
"No," she said, and sighed.
"Okay," Evan said.
She waited until his hand was working before she spoke. "What would you think of me if I told you I used my tongue, for real?"
"Huh, what dah-yah mean?" Jeez, and he was going to ask her for help.
"You know, what would you think if I really French kissed Rebecca and, ah, and enjoyed it? Would you think I was bad?"
"What are you really asking me, Dee?"
"I love the way you say, Dee."
The fact that his sister teared up because he called her Dee made him think of all the hurt that they had seen each other through, back when calling her Dee was common, after their mother had been killed. Something serious was going on. "Tell me what's going on."
"I, ah, I did it, I did, I think I did." She gasped. "I didn't mean it... Didn't mean for it to, ah, to happen. I never, um, never would, never would have planned it. You know, planned to—But what if I liked it?"
His brain searched for words but after two seconds his sister continued, "You think I'm bad... You think I'm a lesbian and I'll burn in hell, don't you?"
"I don't think anything," he lied. He was really thinking a thousand things, particularly about how he felt after seeing Jason in the woods. He couldn't possibly tell his sister about that, but hadn't he thought he might be gay because of how excited he'd gotten?
"So you don't even care if I might be queer?"
"Stop putting words in my mouth," he said, and turned sharply onto the dirt road that ran parallel to the rail road tracks. When the car was stopped he continued, "How come you think a kiss makes you gay?"
"Because, ah, I can't stop thinking about it," Deana said.
"So," he said. "I bet if I kissed Rebecca I would still be thinking about it too."
"Kiss her and die," his sister snapped. "What if I'm a lesbian?"
"I'll still love you, and rub your feet, but you might be doing that overreacting thing that you sometimes do. A kiss, even enjoying a kiss, doesn't make someone turn gay. If we kiss, I think you'd be thinking about it for a long time. That wouldn't make me any less your brother."
Deana stared at him for a few seconds, then said, "What did you do with my brother? Whoever you are, you're way too smart, caring, and logical, to be that pervert, Evan."
He thought it was probably more of a compliment then an insult, so he didn't protest. Deana leaned over to kiss his cheek, but he turned and met her lips with his, and to make sure she got the point, he tilted his head and laid one on her.
His sister fell back onto her seat like a punctured balloon giving up its last burst of air. She said, "Evan."
"See," he said, with a grin, "it worked, you forgot all about the tumbler." He started driving, hoping the awkwardness would fade.
His sister put her foot back in his lap, then said, "Don't take this the wrong way, but that was gross."
"Thanks, you cut me deep."
"I didn't say you don't kiss good, but it was—"
"Don't worry," he said, "it doesn't make us incestors, and I made my point. Didn't I? Don't trip about how something makes you feel. Make out with Rebecca all you want if that's what you wanta do."
"Thanks, I think you helped me," Deana said. "Oh, and you know you can't ever mention this to anyone, especially not Rebecca."
"Glad to help," he said, "and don't worry, I'll never mention it." He squeezed her foot. "Now maybe you can help me?"
Deana raised her left brow in a high arch. "If it has anything to do with girls, I'm sure that I can."
"Well, I guess it does," he said. "Do you think Gloria takes advantage of me?"
"Of course she does," Deana said, with a large grin. "She has you wrapped around her finger. Is that a bad thing?"
"I don't know. Dad says it is, and she's been acting different. Maybe she's too old for us to still be the way we always were."
"Don't worry about dad. He wanted boys and she's not his, so he doesn't treat her the same. She needs you." Deana squished her lips to the side and squinted one eye before she asked, "You do know she has a crush on you, right?"
"Huh?" He said. "She's my sister, besides she still thinks boys are gross."
"Oh Brother, open your eyes. She's long past thinking boys are gross and too in love to worry about whether or not her mother is married to your father."
"That's great," he said. "What am I supposed to do? She still thinks she can get in bed with me if she has a dream."
"Nothing," Deana said. "Just keep treating her like a little sister and eventually she'll grow out of it or meet a boy who makes her forget about you."
The idea of Gloria and a boy disturbed him, as much as her forgetting him, but he moved on. "Does mom seemed different?"
"What do you mean?" Deana said.
He thought, like she knows I had my boner against her back and looked at her pussy, but said, "It's hard to explain. Different, somehow."
"I don't think so, but I'll let you know if I see anything."
"Thanks," he said.
Evan dropped Deana off at their house and headed for Jason's.
Rebecca's House
When Deana was gone, Rebecca stood in front of her mirror, naked, holding her crotch. She relived the moment Deana's tongue first touched her and it caused her vagina to moisten. She had wanted it for a long time, but she didn't know how to make it happen. One wrong move and their friendship could have been destroyed. She couldn't chance that. Deana had always been her BFF and she needed her, she loved her.
When Deana started that fake kiss, Rebecca seized the moment. Obviously, the sexual tension between them hadn't been in her imagination because it only took the slightest poke of her wet tongue tip to change the kiss. Deana's tongue met hers between their lips and she sucked it into her mouth. In the end, Deana thought she had been the one who went too far. The truth was, they were both guilty.
Rebecca knew she wasn't a lesbian because she liked boys too much, especially Evan, but what happened with Deana was the most beautiful, sensual and erotic thing she'd ever done. She must like girls too.
Hearing about Evan's dick had unleashed her mind to explore her wildest fantasies. It wouldn't be easy, but something about the look in Deana's eyes when she talked about Evan's erection under her foot, made Rebecca think there was a slim chance it could happen. She had no idea how, but there was at least the potential for her to have the best of both worlds, Deana and Evan.
Once Evan was sitting on Jason's couch, he was sorry he told Jason on the phone that he needed to talk, but he made his confession anyway.
Jason stood quickly, took a breath, then fell back next to him. "Dude," he said, "are you serious?"
"Why would I make something like that up," Evan snapped.
"Finally," Jason said. "Man, wow, you saw your mom's pussy and came on your sister in the same day? That's epic."
"Jason, don't say it like that." He rubbed his head with both hands. "It wasn't her pussy, just her panties and it's not like I wanted to cum. Shit, what am I going to do?"
"Well, did Gloria like it?"
"Like it?" he said. "I didn't ask her. She didn't seem to notice and she didn't say anything even when I drove her to the ball park."
Jason stood up again and turned in a circle. "That's good, she doesn't know, and your mom was sleeping while you peeked between her legs," he said, and pressed his thumb into his chin. "You've got nothing to worry about? I can't believe you blew a load on Gloria. Did it feel good?"
"Damn it, how should I know," Evan said. "This isn't some porno, it was my sister. I spooged on my sister."
"At least you didn't cum on her pussy." Jason sat down again. "She is a miniature version of Candy, so I can see why you'd want to."
"Shut up, I didn't want to! I was sleeping." Evan sighed. His friend seemed thrilled about the whole thing.
"I don't see why you're tripping. Gloria didn't say anything. It's not like you fucked her," Jason said. "Imagine you'd stuck it in her while—"
"Shit," Evan said, "I didn't even think about that. What if I had?"
"I don't see you shoving your dick through her clothes."
"I wouldn't have had to," he said.
"Are you saying your sister gets naked and sleeps with you?" Jason said. "Wow, that's gotta be almost like getting naked with your mom."
"No, no it's not. She's my little sister." Evan stood up and stared at his friend. "She had a shirt on...no underpants."
"Step-sister, and have you looked at her lately. She's got a hellofa body already," Jason said. "She must want it if she got naked in your bed. She's old enough."
"You're twisted," Evan said. "You act like this shit is normal. I got a boner for my mom and I came on my sister. Those aren't good things." He didn't dare mention what happened with Deana.
"I told you," Jason said, "if you're spooging in her underwear, you must want to fuck her, or at least let her blow you. If I was you, I would."
"You're not me, and if you were, you wouldn't see it that way. When it's really your sister and your mom, it's not the same. I could imagine doing your mom, but not mine."
"My mom doesn't have amazing tits like yours," Jason said. "Beside, you knew Candy when she wasn't your mommy."
Evan considered telling Jason about the time he slept over and accidentally walked in on his mom when she was sitting naked on the toilet. He was twelve then and could still picture the brown mass of hair between her legs and the way her heavy breasts hung so her giant nipples touched her thighs. "Your mom is pretty hot, like a sexy librarian, but a sister is a sister, and that's incest."
"Not Gloria," Jason said, "and you know what they say, incest is best. That's what makes it so exciting."
"Gloria isn't old enough and who says that anyway. You wouldn't dare do your sister?"
Jason said, "I'd do Gloria. It'd almost be like doing her mother, which would be like going to heaven." He stretched his neck and looked around the corner before adding, "I'd least get head."
Considering how his mom made him feel and kissing Deana, he really wanted to believe Jason would do something with Becky so he wouldn't feel so guilty about his desires, but Jason was just talking, he'd never fool around with his sister. Nobody really did that. "No, there's noway you'd do it," Evan said, and got up. "I gotta go."
Late Sunday afternoon, Evan was laying on his bed, while his brain ate itself alive with thoughts. It made him mad that he couldn't turn them off to do his homework. Jason's matter of fact attitude about everything that had happened hadn't helped at all. There was way too much weird going on. Why the hell had he French kissed Deana?
A call from Cindy had given him even more to go nuts thinking about. She told him to get his dad's okay and he could race Dale's car. He didn't tell Cindy what his father had already said because that would make it official. He'd make one more attempt because that would be better than accepting the truth.
Deana yelled from the bottom of the stairs, "Dad's home," but he continued to lay on his bed until his dad's voice thundered, "Evan, dinner."
The smell of baked chicken intensified as he approached the kitchen. He turned the corner then stopped. His mom was filling a serving bowl, Deana and Gloria were already seated at the table with his father, and the room started shrinking. Was the house big enough for him and Candy. Why couldn't she smell like a boy's locker room or have a fat ass with moon craters? He looked at Deana trying not to notice her lips, but that had been impossible since he'd felt them against his own. How could anything that was supposed to be gross feel so good? Kissing her should have been like accidentally eating a dog turd. Isn't that the way it was supposed to be with mothers and sisters? Wasn't there some genetic law that was supposed to make them ugly? If there wasn't, it would be torture being under the same roof with them while hormones raged.
Evan looked at Gloria for a sign, but she smiled the same way she always did. "She's too in love to care if your father is married to her mother." Why did Deana have to say that?
"Hi dad," he said, and walk towards his mom. "Finals, studying for finals is a killer."
"Good to hear you're studying," his dad said. "Keep it up or you'll be walking everywhere this summer."
He ignored the threat and rubbed Candy's back, even though he never touched her in front of his father. "Need help?"
"Thanks, Honey," she said. "Get the biscuits out of the oven for me."
Her smile slammed him in the face with Friday's memories. "Sure," he said, and almost grabbed the biscuits without oven-mitts.
Everybody ate like the world hadn't been tipped off its axis, but he flicked his fried okra and jabbed at his chicken quarter without intent. "How was your trip?" he asked, even though he didn't care.
"Very productive," his dad said, and continued carving meat off the bones of his chicken. "There's a big production facility coming online in China, and I'll have to be there for the start up."
Evan nodded his head without really listening to the details. All he wanted to hear was the when of the trip. If his father was gone for a few weeks, he could prove himself as a race car driver while he was gone, then his father would have to let him continue racing. He almost got a boner thinking about it. Other than sex, there wasn't anything that came close to the feel of eight-hundred ponies thrusting you down a straightaway faster than you can make the turn at the other end. He stuff his mouth and smiled at Gloria. He wouldn't have to endure another dream crushing blow from his father, not yet.
That night, Evan called Cindy and told her to set up a meeting with Dale Davis during the week. Youth was wonderful, it granted it's members the ability to forget all their troubles as long as there was something positive to hope for, regardless of the potential for chaos and harm. He closed his chemistry book with a thud and started down stairs for a snack.
The hallway air was moist with leftover shower steam, and it smelled like Deana's shampoo. Her bedroom door was ajar but he didn't look in. Gloria's door was closed and there wasn't any light showing under it. She was asleep, like she should be, in her own bed. He swung the corner into the kitchen and caught himself using the wall. I guess mom is right, he thought, those were his hand prints.
Deana was at the sink and hadn't heard him. The white towel on her head made her look top heavy. Unable to resist, he approached in stealth mode and grabbed her, pressing her against the counter. "Ha!"
She shuddered and did a pathetic fear dance. "Damn it!" she hissed. "Damn it, Evan, you jackass."
"You're lucky," he said. She smelled fresh like a field of flowers.
"Lucky," she said, "lucky you scared the hell out of me?"
"No, lucky I didn't yank your towel off like I used to do."
"That would have been better than giving me a heart attack."
"So," he said, "you'd rather I see you naked than scare you?"
"I didn't say that. I was talking about the towel on my head," she said. "You're the pervert who wants to see me naked."
How had she suddenly flipped it to make him the bad guy? "It might teach you a lesson," he said.
Deana stared awkwardly at him, then finally said, "If you didn't have a dirty mind, it wouldn't matter what I wore around here!"
Was she right or was he still feeling the effects of that kiss? He changed the subject, "Hey, Brainiac,I need your help studying for my social studies final."
"I'm not as smart as you think I am," Deana said.
"You get straight A's."
"That's because I pay attention, instead of fantasizing about having sex with my teacher." She flashed her all knowing smirk.
"I suppose you're right," he said, "but I still need your help."
"I'm sure we can work something out," she said, and walked away.
He watched her hips swing side to side. Was she trying to look seductive? No, not Deana, he thought, it had to be him, he was the one who sniffed her underwear. That had to stop.
Candy laid on her bed watching John through the partially open bathroom door. He was naked, brushing his teeth. His muscled, six-four body was still intimidating after all these years. She'd known him most of her life. At twelve, she became the babysitter. Evan and Deana were babies then, but now, Deana looked so much like her mother, Sandra that it was scary, and Evan wasn't her Little-man anymore.
Sandra was younger than John, and the most beautiful woman Candy had ever known. She was wise and easy to talk to, so Candy told her all the things she couldn't talk to her parents about. Other than herself and the father, only her sister, Sally and Sandra knew who Gloria's father was. She loved Sandra like a big sister, the same way she loved Sally, before things went wrong. "Thirteen and knocked up," her mother screamed. "I told you all that curiosity would get you in trouble. Whose is it?" Candy never told.
She was fourteen when Gloria was born. Her parents, Sally and her brother, Bobby insisted she, "Do the right thing," but she refused to give Gloria up for adoption like Sally had done with her baby. The teenager she had been, with all the fantasies, hopes and dreams, was gone. She was Mommy to Gloria, and Sandra became her mentor, and the one to suggest she move in and become their full time nanny.
Maybe she flirted, but John was the adult; he should have discouraged her, not taken advantage of her curious nature. One night, while Sandra was home, John came into her room, the very room Gloria now called her own, and he fucked her. That's how she saw it now, even though John's giant arms used to give her comfort and courage and confidence, now she said, "He fucked her."
When Sandra was killed in a car accident, John was a single father, she was a teenage drop-out with a baby, living in his house. He told her people would talk, he laid it out like a business deal, she should marry him or move out. Now, he owned her.
John came out of the bathroom and approached the bed. She'd stopped taking the pill six months ago, hoping if they had a child of their own, he would love her the way he used to. He didn't want anymore kids. He said three was enough. That was easy for him to say, he had his two kids, his business and his friends. What did she have other than Gloria?
John climbed on the bed and the mountain of a man, who had made her feel alive as a girl, covered her like dirt on her coffin. Why now, after six months, why now?
Monday morning
School had the vibe of the day before a long holiday break, which was like a Friday on steroids, yet the excitement was subdued and emotions were all over the place. Freshmen saw an end to their peon status, and sophomores had found their rhythm, their clique, and the hope of better days ahead. Juniors had been in the que for eleven years, and now they could finally move up to the top of the totem pole. Seniors saw their future in front of them, feeling the remorse of closure, the excitement of greater things ahead and the pressure to succeed. Of course, everything hinged on the finals, and Evan couldn't get his mind on school, even with the added pressure of not having a car all summer. His lunch tray slipped and splashed slop onto the table.
"Hey, don't waste it," Jason said.
Evan shook his head. "In a week and a half we won't be eating this stuff."
"I'm gonna miss it," Jason said.
"I'm beginning to wonder if you're even human."
Jason shrugged, and said, "So, what's going on?"
"I'm going to race," he said, instantly feeling the crushing weight of his plan. "My dad's going to China and I'm going to race. Cindy's gonna set it up, but nobody can know, not even Deana or Gloria, so don't let it slip."
"Dude, remember when your dad told you you couldn't go to the water park, and we went anyway? Didn't he knock your head off and ground you for two weeks?"
"If he's in China, he won't find out," Evan said, sounding more confident than he felt. "Besides, it's worth the risk. It's a great opportunity and if I do good, who knows, maybe I'll get to drive Cindy's car when she goes to college. Uncle JC knows I'm a good driver, he always tells me that."
"Yeah, but that's go-carts and you haven't done that for awhile."
"Jeez, you say you'd get head from your sister, but you're trying to talk me out of—"
"Shh, that goes in the same category as the other thing we don't talk about." Jason looked around to see if anyone was staring at them. "I'm not trying to talk you out of it, just checkin' to see if you've thought it through. I'd hate to lose a friend."
"He'll never find out. At least not until it's too late. Oh, we're going to the races, first Saturday night of summer, to watch Cindy race, and I'll get to see Dale's car run. I'm gonna stay over at your house, so we need a cover story for your mom."
"Wow, I've finally rubbed off on you," Jason said proudly. "Lies and deception." He did his best sinister laugh. "Soon, who knows, maybe you'll do your sister."
The girl's room had cleared out, but Deana stayed in front of the sink, looking in the mirror. "Will you hurry up," she said.
"I'm done," Rebecca said, and came out of the stall.
"It took long enough," Deana said.
"You try changing your clothes in there. It ain't easy."
"Why couldn't you just change at 'nastics?" Deana said.
"Ah, I don't know," Rebecca said. "I guess I just wanted to get it over with. Hey, why don't you ask Evan to stay with you at gymnastics?"
Deana stared at the little gymnast in her spandex, with her T-shirt knotted at her side, exposing her belly. A nervousness crept up her spine.
"Dee," Rebecca said, "are we okay? We really haven't talked about it."
"Of course," she said, her fingers clenching. What had been the most significant event in her life since her mother died had been reduced to, "it". This wasn't the time or place for them to talk about it.
Rebecca inched closer. "We haven't talked about what happened, and I was afraid you might think—"
"No, I don't," she said. "It was good, everything's good."
"It was good, great, but I hope I didn't give you the wrong idea," Rebecca said.
Deana moved back until her ass was against the sink. Her mind scrambled to figure out what her friend was trying to say. Does she think I'm a lesbian and she isn't?
Rebecca looked under the stall doors, then stepped forward. Deana recognized the look in Rebecca's eyes and fear seized her. Her eyes went frantically from Rebecca to the door and back. Rebecca's hands moved to her hips and the look intensified. This can't happen, not here, her logical mind told her, yet the lips of her vagina tingled and her heart pounded against her chest. This is so dangerous, why am I getting wet?
Their lips met and danger was a catalyst for passion. She sucked Rebecca's tongue in and out of her hungry mouth. Her hands found the gymnast's firm ass. How many time had she wondered what those tight ass muscles felt like in that slippery material? "Ah, Reb, your ass, I love your ass."
"Oh no, you have the nicest ass in school," Rebecca said, and grabbed on with incredible force. "Mm...Mm."
"You're wrong, mine isn't rock hard like this thing."
"We'll settle this later," Rebecca said. "I'm glad we're good, really glad." She pressed her mouth to Deana's, and they kissed hard with one eye on the door. If it swung open, there wouldn't be anything they could do to make it not look like they were making out.
Deana finally pulled her tongue back from Rebecca's sucking lips. "Come on, let's go before my brother leaves us." She wasn't exactly sure what "good" meant, but making out in the school bathroom with her best friend was exciting. Was that good?
The parking lot was emptying quickly, and Evan waved to a car load of stuck up cheerleaders. They didn't wave back. Jason was long gone, as usual. He didn't have to wait for his sister. Why Becky rode the bus was still a mystery to him. He wasn't buying her reason, "I like to." Nobody liked to ride the bus. Although, Becky wasn't like anyone else he knew. Certainly not like his sister. Deana would never play with herself in the living room while people were home. He couldn't imagine her doing that at all.
He had to play it cool when Deana got there or his mind reading sister would know he was up to something. It wasn't that he didn't trust her to keep his secret, he did, but he didn't want to implicate her in his plan. The fewer people who knew, the better chance of nobody finding out, was his logic. Jason needed to know because he would provide an alibi and he wanted his best friend to be there when he finally fulfilled his dream. He'd tell Cindy when it was too late for her to tell him she wouldn't be apart of it, and then she'd have to help him because she'd arranged it. He'd never done anything so deceptive or dishonest. He was terrified.
"Evan," Rebecca said, "you need to settle something for us."
He turned and all his aggravation about having to wait for them evaporated. A lot had changed since the last time he'd seen the tumbler in those black stretchy things. Was that her bush or was her mound that thick? Her pants contoured to every dip, groove and valley and he could see the outline of her pussy. Jeez.
"No he doesn't," Deana protested.
"Sure he does," Rebecca said, and forcefully turned Deana around. "Who has a better ass? Give your honest opinion, nobody's feelings will be hurt."
He looked right, left, right, left and said, "What!"
"Whose ass is nicer?" Rebecca said.
"Are you high?" he said. This was a lose, lose situation for him. "How should I know?"
"You're a guy," Rebecca said, "that's what you do, stare at girl's butts. Just say what you think, whose ass would you rather feel?"
"Rebecca, I'm going to kill you," Deana said. "He's my brother."
"Yeah, yeah, so what. You two spent nine months naked together inside your mother."
Evan was suddenly the meat in a girl sandwich. Rebecca had his hands and then they were on their behinds. Kind of a win, win, possibly, except for the fact that the Princess of Bubble-butt Heaven was his sister. "This is weird," he said, his hands tentatively feeling.
"It's not Charmin, give them a good squeeze," Rebecca said.
His sister's resistance had seemed weak at best and now it was nil considering he was touching her ass. "Fine," he said, and took full advantage of the opportunity, sure they'd quickly put a stop to it. An image of Deana's panties popped into his mind and it excited him to be holding onto what they covered. Deana's ass had more cushion and more of a slope that tucked under and hooked into her thighs. It was meaty, soft, yet solid at the core. She had more than a handful and it felt good.
Rebecca's ass was smaller, solid with muscles and the groove between her cheeks wasn't deep like his sister's. His finger traveled down, daring her to make him stop. She didn't. That had to be her anus under the thin layer of material. He kept going until he could have fingered her if she was naked. She was hot and damp, and she sighed instead of shoving his hand away.
"All right," Deana said, and turned out of his hold. "I think that's enough."
She must have realized he was taking advantage of the tumbler. He reluctantly removed his hand from Rebecca's ass. "Girls, I'm afraid I can't come to a conclusion. Bikini bottoms might be required to fully assess—"
"How about we just pull our pants down?" Rebecca said.
"Hell no," Deana said.
"I'll do it," Rebecca said.
"I'm sure you would. You're barely wearing anything as it is in those pants. You exhibitionist. Even if he wasn't my brother, I'm not showing my ass out here in public," Deana said. "Now let's go."
"Yeah, let's go," Evan said.
Ten minutes later, he dropped the two girl's off at Miss Daphne's gymnastics studio and promised to stay and watch next time. He said he had too much studying to do and headed to his meeting with Cindy.
After Evan drove away, Deana was still thinking about his hand on her butt. She hadn't had a clear view, but based on his expression and the movement of his arm, she was pretty sure he had explored every inch of Rebecca's ass. Her emotions confused her. She was fearful that they had opened a door that could harm her friendship with Rebecca, but she was also jealous. Did she not want Evan touching her BFF's ass or had she felt slighted by her brother? That was stupid.
Rebecca slapped her behind, and said, "You still thinking about that big hand groping your butt?"
"I wasn't, and it didn't prove anything," she said. "It was weird, though, letting my brother feel my butt."
"I bet he's still thinking about your gorgeous padonkadonk. I know I am."
"Doubt it," she said.
A few hours later, Evan walked in the back door and his mother was setting the table. "Hi, Honey," she said. "Did you and Jason get any studying done, or did you play video games?"
"Of course we did, study that is." He did everything he could to contain the excitement he felt about getting to race. That was as long as his father was gone the weekend he was supposed to race Dale's car.
She kissed his cheek and he looked down into the valley of cleavage that shouldn't have been so exposed. He didn't care what Deana said, their mother had changed. "Your sister needs you," she said.
He approached Deana's door like a chemistry final. One way or the other, he wasn't going to like it. She either wanted to chastise him for going to town on Rebecca's ass, or she wanted to know what kind of pervert fondles his sister's ass in public, or both. He knocked and waited for her to say, "Come in."
Deana was face down on her bed with one leg folded up. Her heel was touching her butt. "Evan, thank god. I need your help. I got a charley horse."
"Really," he said. "So how is that my problem?"
"It's not, but if you expect me to help you pass your finals, then you better get over here and start massaging my leg. And close the door."
He knelt on the bed and knee walked up to her foot. "What'd you try some gymnastics?" He grabbed her ankle and pulled it away from her butt.
"Ouch, easy, I'm hurt," she said.
"Where does it hurt?"
"I don't know exactly," she said, and pointed in the general direction of her inner thigh. "Start there and work your way up."
Up, he thought. Considering where she wanted him to start, there wasn't much up left. His hands hoovered above her leg. Skin is skin, he told himself and put both hands on her thigh. His thumbs pressed into her flesh and Deana groaned. Why did a girl's thigh feel different than her shoulders or foot? Skin wasn't skin.
"Oooh, close, but go a little higher," Deana said.
He stared at the gym shorts that barely covered the globes of her ass. He wished he hadn't touched her earlier because now he knew how good her butt felt in his hand. It was only two inches away and Deana was still coaching him to go higher. How much higher could he go? The further he progressed the more sensual and warm her leg seemed. She inch-wormed her body and her butt rose and fell. The lighter tone of her cheek emerged from her shorts and the seductive joining of thigh and butt taunted him.
"Mmm, now you're getting there. Keep going."
"Um, I can't go much higher, that's your butt."
"Now you're worried about touching my butt, when I'm in need, but in the school parking lot you didn't mind?" she said. "Just go a little higher and pretend it's mom's shoulders."
Like that would help. He felt like a blind man defusing a bomb. His thumbs pressed deep into the warm, soft skin, and his penis acted like she wasn't his sister. Did she expect him to continue past where her butt cheek poked out from her shorts? She'd stop him if he wandered off course, he thought, and continued.
His fingers were wrapped around the inside and the outside of her thigh, giving his thumbs leverage to dig deep into the back of her leg. They inched upward, testing that line which marked the beginning of her ass. His left hand would be in her crotch before his thumb was too far under her shorts, so he decided that's when he would have to be finished, or when she'd say, "Hey!".
Deana moaned into her pillow, then said, "That's it, keep doing that."
Both of his thumbs were completely inside her leg hole, forcing her shorts upward. He could see the edge of her underwear next to his index finger and he could feel the tight tendon that connected her inner thigh to her groin. That's where her pussy started. He cursed his dick for stiffening and tried to look away.
"Ohhhah...my, god, that's it," she said. "Ahh, ah, yess, you got it."
The sounds, tempo of her words and her motions all made him very uncomfortable. If he didn't know it was his sister, Deana, he would have thought she might have been having an orgasm. Did she mean you got it, and he should stop, or you got it, keep doing that where you are. To be safe, and to get away from a very awkward situation, he said, "Okay, glad I could help," then he got off the bed and turned towards the door to hide his evil erection. "I gotta go. It's time for dinner, anyway."
"Phew, thank you," she said. "You definitely earned some help studying." Deana rolled over and sat up. "You thought Rebecca's butt was better? Tell the truth."
"I can't," he said, and left quickly. It honestly was a difficult choice. They were both sexy in their own way, but the choice became impossible if he was leaning towards his sister's. That would be creepy, especially after that massage. It also might hurt his chance of feeling the tumbler's again. If he played his cards right, he might have the opportunity to fondle her in a bikini, right in front of his sister. Damn his fucken porn brain.
That night, Evan waited down stairs until he heard Deana finish her shower. He had missed his after school relief because of his meeting with Cindy and Dale; and after leaving Deana's room he didn't have time before dinner, then they studied together. He stripped as soon as he got in the bathroom. The air was still warm, steamy and smelled like flowers. He opened the hamper and the panties he had seen through the leg opening of Deana's shorts were right there on top. He still didn't agree with Jason, he didn't want to fuck his sister, but they weren't just underwear anymore.
Evan laid the panties out on the counter with the back facing up and the crotch hanging over the edge, then he got on his knees. There was definitely a special place in hell for someone who lusted after an other man's wife and his own sister's underwear. He couldn't help himself, ever since he'd stared between her legs and massaged her butt, it was all he could think about. He leaned forward like he'd imagined earlier. The smell of Deana's crotch was stronger than usual. His tongue shot out and sampled the cotton, while his hand stroked his dick. Eating your sister out wasn't as bad as fucking her, was it?
The moist strip of material entered his mouth. He sucked hard on what had covered Deana's pussy minutes ago. She was face down, ass up and his nose was buried between her cheeks. He opened them and circled her anus with the tip of his tongue. His girlfriend, Stacey loved to have her ass licked while she fingered herself, and he imagined Deana would also. His cum boiled inside his aching balls. They tightened and he stood quickly, aiming his bulbous knob into the narrow strip of underwear. He thrust forward and sprayed the back of his sister's panties, then he flipped the crotch around and put the stained cotton across his spurting slit.
When he was done emptying his load, Evan sat down on the toilet lid. He was trembling.
Deana pretended to be asleep until Evan finished in the bathroom, then she went to the bathroom without turning on a light. The fact that she had conjured up such a plan was despicable, but there weren't words in her vocabulary for what she was about to do. She breathed in the strong scent for a full minute before she finally stuck out her tongue and tasted her brother's cum. Two fingers dipped inside her pussy-lips, then traveled upward, opening her labia all the way to her clitoris. It was swollen and throbbing under her finger. She leaned back on the toilet tank and pulled her knees up. She hadn't even closed the door and she was spread eagle fingering herself with Evan's cum on her tongue. What the fuck is happening to me?


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Zillow just keeps on getting bigger.
The Seattle online real estate juggernaut today posted quarterly revenue of $208.4 million, a 31 percent increase over the same period last year and in line with the company's expectations.
The growth in revenue comes after Zillow successfully digested its largest rival, Trulia, which it purchased for $2.5 billion in 2015. The addition of Trulia, along with the 11 other real estate services that Zillow has acquired in recent years, helped the company achieve an all-time high of 171 million unique visitors during the month of May.
Even so, it was not all upbeat during the second quarter as Zillow's net loss mushroomed to $156.1 million, which included a $130 million litigation settlement with rival Move Inc. and $12.5 million in related legal costs. That compared to a net loss of $38.7 million in the same period last year.
In June, Zillow settled a high-profile lawsuit from Move Inc. which alleged that Zillow's hiring of two former Move executives — Errol Samuelson and Curt Beardsley — resulted in trade secrets being lifted from Move.
With the Move litigation in the rearview mirror, Zillow appears to be plowing ahead. The company — founded by former Expedia executives Rich Barton and Lloyd Frink — boosted its revenue outlook for 2016, saying it now anticipates revenue in the range of $830 million to $840 million. That's up from the previous guidance of $825 million to $835 million.
"Record revenue and traffic growth were highlights of Zillow Group's tremendous second quarter," said Zillow Group CEO Spencer Rascoff in a release. "We continue to command significant category leadership on mobile and web, reaching an all-time high of unique users in May and achieving our largest market share of the real estate category. It is clear that our monetization on mobile is benefiting from our significant market leadership, which now captures 78% of the mobile-only category."
In a conference call with analysts, Rascoff called Zillow the "clear mobile audience leader." He also noted that Zillow is turning into a household name, with more consumers searching for the term "Zillow" than the words "real estate." Even so, Rascoff said that they still have a lot of work to do to grow the brand to reach the status of other tech brands like Netflix and Google.
The company finished the quarter with 2,571 employees, and it continues to bolster its staff in an effort to focus on growth. "It is early days and we are in growth mode," said Zillow CFO Kathleen Phillips in today's conference call with analysts.