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Chestnut Stud Across the Multiverse Party 2

Hot Fox Fuzz

It wasn't often Satan City found itself the recipient of an honour such as hosting when a rare jewel is set to be displayed but of course such was the case which why high security was required for something so important. One such figure involved being renowned Interpol agent, Carmelita Fox finding herself being set with the task to lewd the security detail for the event and partnered with none other than Krillin as a joint operation with the local police department. It was quite a ritzy little soirée of course, the rest of the crop of society in their finest tuxedos and dresses rubbing elbows and making small talk. And how the vulpine woman found it so damn boring but hey least her partner for this gig was used to this sort of assignment so it wasn’t too bad.

While Krillin and her talked, naturally topic of her grudge slash obsession with Sly Cooper, the infamous international thief, and naturally it took quite some prodding snd teasing from the compact officer to get the literally and figuratively foxy lady to reluctantly admit her attraction to him. Though she did have to give Krillin some credit in his research pointing out the Cooper gang’s preference for robbing and exposing criminals, much to her chagrin. She had to say, small wonder such a charmer like the vertically challenged cop was married, what lady could resist such an affable guy? And their conversation was helping the time fly by better than getting wasted on the complimentary drinks being offered around by the catering staff, that was for sure.

In the end, it was only a matter of time when someone made a move and did try to steal it, but was stopped by the duo before things coild escalate out of hand. A swift arrest, a rest off on their rights, some questioning and reports to make, a couple of questions from the press and it was time for them to finally call it a night. The jewel was safe, sound and secure and they’d done their job so frankly, Carmelita was all too happy to finally leave thst party of stuffed shirts, silver spoons and trust fund chumps to their business. After this job well done of course, Carmelita decided to take Krillin back to her hotel room, where the two could continue to talk and have a good time compared to where they had to play it cool, calm and professional at he museum gala.

Besides which, being off the clock also meant a good excuse to pop open that bottle of wine the host had given them as a reward and wasn’t often the foxy agent got to enjoy some quality booze like this, let alone such a posh hotel. But hey it wasn't on hers or the little man's time or dime so why not, right? A little small talk exchanged between the two officers of the law in between sips and refills as they got know one another little more than they already did back at the party as the vixen couldn't help but squee over how adorable Krillin's daughter looked in the pictures he showed her. All the while wondering if the vertically challenged gentleman was hiding something from her but he seemed likely more concerned about how much of that wine she was knocking back.

Carmelita:*Giggling as the buzz and tipsiness of her consumption was starting to take its affect on her, she couldn't help but tilt her head as she leaned in closer towards him. Puzzling and confusing him as she gave a quizzical hum.*"Mmm, you know, it might be just the wine talking....but you're looking so...ravishing right now..." inhibition loosened and lowered by her rose coloured liquid courage, she kissed Krillin which naturally shocked and surprised him all the same. Okay so the guy was married but surely his wife wouldn't mind and besides it'd been way too damn long for her!!!*

Little did the vixen Interpol agent know was that 18 indeed wouldn't mind in the slightest, if anything she'd rather have wanted to be there to see this encounter play out as it happened. Far as Carmelita knew, wine or no wine, she wasn't too fucked to drink and she sure as hell wasn't too drunk to fuck!! Her sudden liplock ambush catching Krillin off guard enough that she pushed him down onto his back on the bed, her toned, curvy furry form atop his as she deepened the kiss. Her tongue exploring her mouth before a deep moan escaped her muzzle as she felt his hands suddenly grabbing and squeezing her bubbly, well toned furry ass. Seems the little man wasn't so against this sudden round of passion, much to her delight of course as she was suddenly feeling they were both a little overdressed right now.

It was small wonder their clothes soon went flying, both naked as the day they were burn as orange/golden fur rubbed against smooth, hairless sculpted muscle. Carmelita moaning at the touch of his skilled hands now directly feeling her natural self directly as her wine addled brain fell further into the base need and desire to mate and breed with this compact Adonis. How long had it been for her since she rally knew or felt the touch of a man? Too damn long if you were to ask her and she'd admit it so, especially long sleepless nights fantasising about hatefucking that damn noble thieving racoon.

So here she was acting on wine fuelled impulses of lust as she rolled around on the silky bedsheets with the quite dashing and charming hairless monkey, playing breath-taking, spit-swapping tonsil hockey. The spark of passion and arousal growing between them as their naked bodies rubbed up against one another, busy hands groping and massaging each other as she moaned from Krillin feeling up her exquisite tits or squeezing her bubbly ass, hell even the simple stroking of her tail sent up a thrilling tingle along her spine. All the while she became awed and enamoured with those muscles of his but talk about that dick, no that COCK!! Bulls and horses would be envious and feeling inadequate if they saw this thing, how'd he even manage to fit into his pants was a mystery not even Holmes could solve!!

Carmelita:”Oooh FUCK!! OH GOD!! Don’t stop just don’t stop you goddamn animal! You fucking wreck me!!”*The vixen cop howled and moaned as she held onto the headboard for dear life. The bed shaking and creaking as Krillin rocked her world plowing her ina combined form of missionary and the mating press. Her fluffy tail swaying and wagging as her ass jiggled and clapped from the impact of thst length and girth pumping into her snatch’s lewd embrace. Those big balls smacking that furry booty as pussy juices w splashed and went flying.*

Now she wasn’t sure when or how they started to fuck but she quite frankly didn’t give a damn, she was feeling fan-fucking-tastic as the short king went through a variety of positions with her. From the primal thrill of being taken doggy style like a bitch in heat to being pinned up against the wall by the compact Adonis, their tongues dancing together in a sloppy dance of a kiss, expressing their thirst and desire for another. Inches of pussy plowing, womb hammering meat pounding away into her wet snatch’s embrace, not wanting to let go of the mind numbing pleasure. The fact they were going at it without a condom was the furthest thing from her mind besides the fact she was going at it with a married man she barely knew, if anything going raw and bareback was hot!! Just the idea of being put on maternity leave carrying this sex god among mere mortals' baby made her arousal skyrocket, idly wondering what a hybrid between a fox woman like herself and this oh so charming hairless hunk of a monkey would look like.....

Of course their room wasn't soundproofed so the neighbouring rooms beside, above and below them were getting a good earful, the ones beneath especially and particularly due to the ceiling forming cracks and raining debris on them. To say nothing of the fact the cop duo had been going nonstop for hours at this point and seeming like they could go all night which lead to some of them either making calls to file complaints to the management. Or for the more daring voyeurs among them to get off to it, finding just the audio alone more fantasy fuelling than any porn movie. So mileage varied as to how some were handling being neighbours to the rowdy pair.

But there was one voyeur in particular who had herself the best view around, hovering outside the window a few feet away enough to be concealed in the dark shadows of the night. Shamelessly groping away at her tits under her shirt and plunging a hand down the front of her jeans and panties to see and hear Carmelita howling with primal lust. Especially as the vixen was currently held in a full-nelson position, the short king on his feet as he hoisted and held her up in the air as he bounced her on his cock. Those big, heavy juice soaked ball slapping her clit with every heavy impact, her foxy face rocking an expression of thoroughly fucked bliss overwhelmed at the thought of being knocked up.

For those wondering of course, yes the identity of this hovering peeping tomboy was none other than 18, Krillin's oh so lovely kinky wife. She had been concerned why she hadn't gotten any calls or answers on her husband's cellphone, worried that whole gala security job was a bad luck clusterfuck. So imagine her delight to find him not only in good health but balls deep in a newfound conquest, once again ensuring their sweet little Marron would have a future brother or sister to look forward to loving and spoiling. Well she hoped that'd be the case because otherwise there was clearly a conspiracy from the universe trying to prevent an army of Krillin kids, well she'd show them, the bastards.......

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Waifu Connoisseur: Battle of the Cosmic Blondes!!

Sketch:*The resident floating flaming skullheaded enigma appears on camera before an applauding audience as the screen displays the familiar set up a certain talk show studio!!*"Yes indeed it is ladies and gentleman, those of you watching or rather, reading at home, from the chapters of this author's Moxxie fic to here, it's time for the first Krillin edition of Waifu Connoisseur!! That pseudo talk show ideal for when it's too much of a hassle to think of a proper scenario for these stud muses to meet and fuck many fine women across the wider pop culture universal spheres!!"*Hollered the familiar floating flaming skullheaded author avatar himself as he gestured to the couch beside the desk where he sat, the camera showing none other than Krillin and his smoking hot blonde wife. The latter seeming pretty bemused beneath her cool facade and the former looking equal parts nervous and suspicious at the eccentric host. Who he had to say was making his former teacher Roshi seem tame in terms of his libido as he spoke up.*

Krillin:*The guest of honour this round couldn't help but notice that the audience in the studio just so happened to be all women, of which a good many he had slept with and was very intimately sexually acquainted with. This was definite red flags for sure.*"Okay hold up, just so I got this right, you're basically having me do a live amateur porno or something? You can't expect me to go along with this, can you?"*The former monk enquired, trying to make sense of whatever passed for logic in the host's cranium. And maybe figure out how to get out of here with his clothes in tact before he found himself to satisfy an orgy.*

Sketch:"What a guy huh folks? Straight to the point, you got to love it so in respect to that, let's cut to the chase and bring out our guests of honour!!!"*Beating at his desktop surface like making a drum roll, music played as the aforementioned guests made their entrance. The crowd going wild and Krillin dropping his jaw at the sight of them and well within good reason to do so mind you. Gracing the stage with their presence was a pair of similar but different women who were much like his wife. A couple of blonde haired, blue eyed bombshells with thicc, toned curvy bombshell bodies with a bodacious set of tits and ass though one of them clearly had a slightly bigger rack while the other had a more bubbly botty with a healthy set of hips and thighs to match. Adding to the differences to ensure you couldn't mistake them for twins was the outfits they were wearing.

The first blonde had a white leotard which left her own generous hips and thighs bare, joined by an ensemble of blue boots and gloves and a stylish short red cape and of course a notable chest window which demanded attention be drawn to her spectacular tits!! The second one meanwhile her a more longer mane of blonde hair unlike her associate's more pageboy/tomboy style cut while her outfit was a one piece swimsuit type black leotard sporting a lightning bolt symbol with a red sash around her waist as a belt. The ensemble completed of course with a simple domino mask adorning her model class face and a nice set of thigh high boots and bicep length gloves all of which really showed off and highlighted amazing figure. Make no mistake, these two stunners were out of this world knockouts!!

Sketch:"Ladies and gentleman who is soon to be finding himself busy, allow me to introduce you to Kara and Carol Danvers. no relation. AKA Power Girl and Ms.Marvel and for a while now these two have been having a little on and off rivalry debate going on. Mainly which of them can sexually arouse and satisfy a man better so Krillin here is going to be the judge and decide it once for all by using his amazing wife satisfying slab of meat known as his dick!! With that said, in the immortal words of Judge Mills Lane, let's get it on!!"*Krillin now looked at the skullheaded host like he was an absolute lunatic and seemed about ready to throttle him, only for 18 to pull him into her lap. A devious grin on her face as the short king felt like a deer in the headlights when Kara and Carol turned to look his way, determination burning in their sapphire eyes as the former pulled the cleavage window on her outfit to set her glorious tits free. While the latter unzipped the front of her custom, her own splendid boobs bouncing out into the open air as the fly reached low enough to risk exposing her pussy.

Krillin of course would've liked to give Mr.Sketch a piece of his mid but the flame-headed bastard host had seemingly made his exit to give them some privacy. Besides which, complaints were the furthest thing from his mind as he found 18 unzipping his jeans fly, a cry of shock as she fished out and stroked his cock. The cyborg stunner licking her lips sensually at the honest display of arousal from her man as Kara and Carol made their way over them, the unofficial twin galactic heroine twins kneeling down on the floor which made their fat white booties jiggle as they began to take Krillin to Heaven. Starting things off with a duelling titfuck as they smooshed and sandwiched his oh so gifted length and girth between the sensual warmth of their bosoms.

It was all so very surreal for Krillin as he groaned at finding his cock in a tandem marshmallow heaven/hell, pulsing and twitching between those flesh buns. Hips bucking and thrusting in response as 18 reminded him of her presence since he was sitting in her lap, feeling her hands caress his abs as she made out with him. Her icey cool blue eyes twinkling with mischief at witnessing her unofficial blonde twins drown in growing lust and arousal for her man, casting aside their dignity yet driven to compete for his affection and attention so he could determine which of them was the best. Lips and tongues planting licks and kisses on his oak tree of a dick as it continued to plow away in the valley of their spectacular tits.

But of course soon as they their luscious lips sucking and blowing on that length and girth in turns and tandem, it wasn't long before their lusts overwhelmed their horny brains as they forgot abut their competition. Instead more intent on having this compact stud of a short king fuck them like he was going to put a baby in them, sexual bliss and ecstasy fuelling these deviant fantasies further as he would idly finger and probe their sticky, gushing slits with his quite gifted little hands and give their big, bubbly well toned booties some swift slaps like he was beating on some meaty drums. 18 enjoying such displays of asserting dominance like the voyeur she was, arused as ever by her personal kink to see bitches go into heat for her man, having long since shed her top as she had Krillin's head planted and resting between the valley of her tits. Massaging his shoulders as she tingled with anticipation for the moment when the 2 mightiest intergalactic blondes around would proceed to have the best fuck of their goddamn lives....

Carol:"Oooooh fucking hell, where you been all my life you sweet beautiful bald bastard?"*The warbird of a woman hollered with deep lusty abandon as she bounced on Krillin cowgirl style, while Kara sat across from her sitting on his face with her fat, juicy booty as she moaned from his skilled and equally talented tongue eating her out. The pair had at this point stripped naked, save for only their boots and gloves as their thicc, curvy toned frames glistened with a rich sheen of perpiration, Carol's stomach swelling from how deep and filling the short king's cock was inside of her as it hammered away into her womb. Her snatch embracing that length and girth with lusty rapture, kissing the shaft with its silky muscle walls while Kara's snatch flooded his mouth with her Kryptonian flavour dazzling his tastebuds. 18 all the while watched go at it on the floor, now naked herself as she sat on the couch shamelessly playing with herself to her favourite show, her husband being God's sexual gift to women.*

Kara:"Ooooooh fuck me if Kryptonite could have a better substitute, it'd be you for sure...."*The Kryptonian powerhouse moaned with ecstasy before pressing her mouth to Carol's pussy lips, tongue licking and probing away as her fellow blonde squatted before her writhing in orgasmic bliss. All the while Krillin was fucking her doggy style, his Herculean muscles flexing with power and asserting effort as he went deep, fast and hard like a jackhammer. heavy balls smacking her clit as her bubbly asscheeks clapped and jiggled like jelly from the swift heavy impact. 18 at this point was now riding a Warrior Monk dildo, shamelessly bouncing on the toy at the continued dominance of the blonde duo being dominated by her man. It was no surprise of course thst she soon threw herself into the fray to turn the three way into a 3 blonde assault on the shortstack alpha male.*

Of course the female studio audience was also enjoying this live porn show, some shamelessly playing with themselves or making out with another as the stands became a lesbian orgy. All the while in his private office, the mad host of this show was transmitting hidden camera footage via a private stream, the donations and views skyrocketing. As the flaming skullheaded shot turned to where the 4th wall would be if there was a camera, a deadpan look in his eyes. His tone no-nonsense and direct.

Sketch:”Hey a guy has to make a living, right? Besides Ziggy promised me a generous cut for filming this…”*The enigmatic avatar taking out a huge stack of zeni bills as he counted them. Snapping his fingers a little imp butler appeared attentive and ready before he proceeded to playfully slap the little fellow with the cash wad.*”Bulma also tipped generously for a copy…I swear that woman has been a Krillin junkie since the trip to namek…”*Which reminded him, she did owe him the footage to that. Not to mention all those times the little dude was pounding Chichi’s tuna…..*

As Krillin continued making himself the winner in Kara and Carol’s sexual duel of course, he remained unaware of the deviant machinations of the host. Though he’d find find quite a generous bonus in his pay check from Double Z studios, due especially to how well their sales and views of the threesome on a Waifu connoisseur was going. Speaking of which, the Siberian tiger skunk bombshell was already making plans with the mad man for who else hey coild put on the show with the short king. To say it was a long, long list of esger contenders to say the least….

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Inter-agency Cooperation

Somedays Laura had to wonder that if there was a God, were They making it a hobby to fuck with her? Because right about now everything about where she found herself currently felt like a bad punchline or the slow, long build up to one and why you might ask did she feel this way? Well it could've had to do had to do with her current situation and what it involved as well who, particularly and especially the one woman on God's green Earth she couldn't absolutely stand in Veronica Herron, nevermind the fact she also had a partner to look out for involved in this. Now why exactly and what does this all mean you might ask?

It had occurred while working alone on her solo observation and investigation of the infamous Herron family since they had moved from their namesake county out to a local suburban neighbourhood in Satan City, when she noticed a series of suspicious people who seemed to be doing the exact same thing. However, as she had attempted to confront them and question for information, she found herself being attacked only to be fortunate when an officer from the local law enforcement intervened. After a brief investigation, they learned that they were connected to the supposedly done Red Ribbon Army. For their safety, it was decided to have the family transferred to Satan City in protective custody, joined by Krillin as a field partner for the duration of this assignment.

The Herron girls, most of whom imagined a big buff super cop with a matching donkey dick were shocked to see , and left quite unimpressed, little knowing that in the future and aftermath of this investigation, they would soon be members of what the short king cop's wife unofficially deemed the Oak tree club. Laura, suffice to say, was upset that she's protecting her enemies, particularly and especially that damned she-devil Veronica, and thinks Krillin is out of his league, not in terms of being able to take action and handle himself in combat of course, she'd witnessed first hand that he was no slouch in that department. No sir, in her mind you see, Krillin being a man and not knowing of the Herron's reputations, meant that his natural hormonal and biological urges were weaknesses that could be exploited by that tribe of bimbo size queen sluts especially if he was at minimum packing 10 inches between those legs. So she decided to take it upon herself educate him with her body, much to his chagrin and confusion of course.

Now Krillin knew from experience that his life could be thrown curveballs sometimes but Laura sending one that was hitting him in the face as hard as a punch from Goku (he still winced at that memory). Sure she was an intense woman but in the time he was coming to know her, she at least came off as a very determined and focused enforcer of the law but to say she was being unorthodox was more than an understatement. But she insisted that this was for the sake of the mission, otherwise that baker's dozen worth of hotties might doom them all with their nympho lusts so here he was in their assigned hotel room together. Sitting on the edge of a king sized bed clad in just his pants, trying his best not to look nervous as steam came out from the adjacent bathroom due to the dusky skinned woman having a shower.

Any doubts or hesitations he had that he wished to express or voice to Laura and run by her died a quick death like a train going off the rails as his assigned partner for this long term witness protection investigation graced him with her presence. Naked as the day she was goddamn born, her milk chocolate skin glistening as she towelled off her hair before tossing the rag aside, her serious, focused face's stern expression contrasting with what quite frankly a pornographic body on par with that of the Herron girls. Hands on her hips as if not so much ignorant but rather well aware of the effect she was having on the compact cop as her gaze made it clear she wanted his eyes on her. Unable to do much but stare at that stunning body as she soon began to speak up, her tone no nonsense and direct.

Laura:"Listen up Sanchez and listen well, this may seem unorthodox but it's as much for your own good as it is for the sake of this mission. As a man, even married, you have urges and needs and those bitches know it. Especially Veronica Herron...."*The mention of that busty Southern Belle sounding redhead made the dusky skinned lady cop narrow her eyes, as if just remembering she existed walking around scot free vexed her. Walking on over closer to him with every step making her glorious tits bounce and jiggle, those twin orbs firm and supple.* "Once they know how to get you you wrapped around their fingers, they will use you like a walking sex toy before they proceed to wreck your home and drain your wallet harder than they'll drain your balls. So for the sake of the mission, we are going to fuck and we will FUCK!! When I'm done with you, you' re going to be the one having those bitches in heat kept in line, that cock will be their drug and you're their pusher who'll give them their fix. With that said, let's get right to it!!"*Soon as she had had finished speaking, the unorthodox lady of the law grabbed the waistband of his boxers and pulled them off. Eyes widening at the sight of his erect length and girth bouncing free to stand to attention, a look of awe as she grasped it in her hand, feeling the meathammer's pulse.*"W-well.....with a baton like this...you're already off to a good start...."

Now Laura hadn't been kidding about her intentions here, as the way she saw it, Krillin needed to experience first hand what it'd be like to deal with the seductive wiles and the succubus-like thirst of a Herron woman. But to think that this sweet looking runt of a man was packing a cock that could be not simply be called a Herron WMD but God's dildo? Well it's small wonder her own brain was hitting a sudden primal state of mind on their libidos' level as she found herself kneeling down on the floor, stroking his shaft as she began to assault it with licks and kisses. Her body burning with a thirsty desire as it remembered how it'd been far to long since she had really gotten any and here was this sex god before her ready to answer her prayers.

Now of course Laura tried, keyword being here tried, to focus and remind herself that any personal enjoyment from this was a minor thing, after all she was just looking out for her partner to ensure he didn't become those size queens' personal plaything. But just the scent and the feel of that slab of meat as she stroked and jerked it, the taste as she took it into her mouth with her tongue trying to wrap around it as it damn near made her feel like it was unhinging her jaw. Lips leaving a trail of lipstick kiss rings marking her distance towards deepthroating this beast of a cock as her dusky skinned bombshell of a body burned with desire to want this womb hammer to facefuck her. Before she knew it, she had found herself just doing that as her brain had seemingly abandoned all logic and reason in place of animalistic primal urge to mate and breed, torn between wanting this shaft to flood her stomach and dazzle her tastebuds with his hot seed or to take this slab of meat and proceed to fuck her like he was going to put some sweet little caramel baby buns inside her oven.

Laura:"OOOOHHHH FuckfuckfuckFUCK me you glorious golden god!! Fuck me like you own me!! This ass is all your all yours!! Fuck your milk chocolate bitch daddy!!!"*Just a few of the key words and phrases that flooded the hotel room, mixed with the echoes of skin slapping pussy pounding sex that is whenever the lawwoman was coherent enough to actually form sentences. The bed creaking and shaking as she bounced and rode on Krillin cowgirl style, her body having opted towards option B as she had the short king plow her like she was a breeding mare, making her moan as she found him smacking and squeezing her dusky booty in between it jiggling and bouncing on his shaft. Her earlier stoic professionalism and focus forgotten and cast aside by raw slutty arousal, though part of her brain did excuse this as just prepping him with an example of the kind of passion and intensity he had to bring in order to tame and keep those Herron bitches in line. A spine tingling orgasm running along her spine, making her toes curl as she came at the very mental image of that busty redheaded vixen slutwhore Veronica becoming daddy baldy's precious little sex junkie, begging him for her next fix of his manmeat's hot beef injection. It was only bettered by the absolute sexual thrill of him finally blowing his load, a rush of white hot cream pumping away to flood and paint the inside of walls, pink hearts glowing in her eyes as she found his cock not going limp or soft whatsoever, the man was a stamina beast!!*

Laura:"Yes!! Harder!! More you fanfuckingtastic sex machine!! Right there, that's it don't go easy on me!! I mean it when I say this ass belongs to you!! Make sure I never so much as ever think of another man!!"*Minutes passed into hours as the passionate police babe found herself having too many orgasms to keep count, compared of course to Krillin who had busted his heavy nuts enough to still somehow have enough fingers on one hand for her to count. Biting and grasping the sweat and juice soaked bedsheets for dear life as he took her from behind like the alpha male he was, his compact Adonis frame mounted atop her well toned bombshell form as he fucked her prone bone style. They had started with doggy style after she'd been folder like an accordion in a mating press but the sheer pace and intensity was too much for her arms and legs to keep up their strength, gasping with deep moans as her ass bore red palm prints from his smacking that chocolate booty. If she didn't finish this case without some possibility of being knocked up with a baby from this guy then fate had a weird sense of humour, that was for damn sure!!*

Now while Laura continued her little hands on approach at helping Krillin develop proper willpower and resistance, her bitch in heat brain had forgotten one very small but important detail. Mainly that hers and Krillin's room wasn't soundproof which meant each Herron babe in the neighbouring rooms, next to either side, above, below and across from them was getting quite the audio show. About a half a baker's dozen of them had even taken to eavesdropping, pressing their ears to the door and try to see if they could peep through the keyhole. The bimbo slacker barbie doll known as Jen currently in a bit of a catfight shoving match with her unofficial mini-me Jenna over the best spot as well as who'd get dibs on what sounded like an amazing cock to lay. The rest were more content where they parked, their pussies quivering and gushing, soaking their thighs and panties, those who wore them anyways, at the idea of that admittedly cute, handsome little dude in uniform giving to them as good as Laura was getting.

Getting it good was an understatement in all honesty, as Laura wasn't so much as having her world shaking, it was being fuckdamn shattered into sexual oblivion. Any and all spiteful thoughts about the Herrons, particularly and especially Veronica blocked off in the back of her, as well as the potential mysteries to look into like who was after her and her slutty kin and the how and why. All that mattered right now was having her sexy black ass getting beat like an erotic drum by this short king as they continued to fuck like cavemen, the intensity and passion of the milk chocolate bombshell overwhelming Krillin's sense of reason to let his libido take the helm and go full steam ahead. From facefucking her to feel like she was drowning and suffocating in please, to having to tap that sexy asshole and make those dusky meatbuns clap and jiggle, the compact fighter and lover still couldn't get enough that tight, pretty pink pussy.

As they continued on with their spontaneous marathon, orgasms coming faster than could be counted and currently conducting a mating press in the trashed, shattered remains of their bed, somewhere around the vast plains and roads that lead to the likes of South City and Satan City, sinister deeds were afoot. The enigmatic parties targeting the Herron ladies annoyed but having to be patient as they planned and plotted on how to get their revenge. No super cops were going to stop them, not no way, not no how because those bitches would pay!! Especially that damned Veronica Herron.......

(To be continued in Size Queen Sluts:The saga of the chestnut and the Herrons...)

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PT.2

1) Jean Baker: "Australia's strongest goalkeeper. He is the true Poseidon."

2) David Waterman: "Originally an Aussie rules player but was longing to participate in the tournament."

3) Shine Beach: "He cannot stand it when a sandy beach is dirty and picks up garbage every day."

4) Karmei Kohler: "He keeps art handed down from ancient times in Australia as a tradition."

5) Clark Cain: "Eager to protect the rare creatures that live in Australia."

6) Sully Princeton: "A genius at finding the whereabouts of rare minerals. He seems to know by just looking at the terrain."

7) Matt Angle: "Patience strengthened by spiritual discipline is the key to this player's power."

8) Surf Wyndhas: "A worldwide master at surfing. He waits for good waves to always look at the sea."

9) Niese Dolphin: "The brilliant prince of the sea. He is the man to lead Australia."

10) Reef Hamilton: "He is a master at catching tropical fish in coral reefs by skindiving."

11) Joe Jones: "Attacks at once when it comes to opportunities to quietly creep up on the opponent."

12) Quincy Horst: "He travels the wilderness still looking for a new gold mine."

13) Holly Summers: "Although he has a part-time job as Santa every year he envies the cold areas."

14) Clive Scissors: "He is good at cutting through opponents with the use of his sharp arm."

15) Daniel Barrack: "He is working hard to be the best in the world of horse meat that has been kept at his home in Australia."

16) Bruce Marlin: "Does his footwork with a spring characteristic of a kangaroo."

1) Fermin Sanchez: "Like a bull at a matador, he charges straight through the crowd to grab the ball."

2) José Costa: "He's an experienced and tenacious mountain biker."

3) Rafael López: "He's a great flamenco dancer. Girls are lining up for a chance to dance with him."

4) Antonio Galius: "He's always making sketches for abstract paintings, like Picasso."

5) Querardo Naval: "He's trained to be a matador since he was a child, but he hates hurting animals."

6) Joan Nadal: "He eats five meals a day to keep his strength up when he's travelling overseas."

7) Igor Freire: "He's an avid consumer of paella, but he's really fussy about the type of rice."

8) Mikel Pereiro: "His hobby is making sailing boats. He's assembling an invincible armada in his bathtub."

9) Pedro Moreno: "He's raising a black Iberian pig at home, in the hope of producing tasty ham."

10) Samuel Mayo: "This plucky Pamplonica dreams of one day showing his mettle at the Running of the Bulls."

11) Davi Peroqui: "He's fiercely proud of Spanish football, and doesn't hide his desire to take on the world."

12) Juan Zubeldia: "Everyone is bewitched by his virtuosic skill at flamenco guitar."

13) Isaac César: "An opportunist on and off the field. If he sees a beautiful girl, he'll try to charm her."

14) Laudelino Sastre: "Like Don Quixote, he acts rashly without considering consequences."

15) Carlos Arroyo: "He hopes to raise architectural wonders like the Sagrada Familia."

16) Federico Rubiera: "He'd like to have a go at synchronised swimming, but he can't find a boys' team."

1) Ladji Paara: "Always draws pictures in Montmartre. He wants to be called the pioneer of soccer pictures."

2) Pierre Godin: "His motto is: always play with style and grace, no matter who your rival is."

3) Miguel Arron: "Despite his appearance, this boy has a gift for French cuisine."

4) Franz Poujol: "He wants to make a building more famous than the Eiffel Tower and the Arc de Triomphe in Paris someday!"

5) Kévin Pinot: "He wants to apply Napoleonic battle strategies on the playing field."

6) Laurent Pérec: "He always spends his days off relaxing at outdoor cafés."

7) Ronny Weiss: "As one of France's best boy models, he is in high demand for fashion shows and photogravures."

8) Stéphane Henno: "A young genius artist of chansons. All of his CDs are big hits!"

9) Julien Rousseau: "He likes to play with a rose clamped between his teeth. Very pretentious."

10) Jérôme Éloi: "Due to having a keen sense of smell, this person is capable of blending the best perfume."

11) Alain Failliot: "The son of a bicycle repairman. He'd like to help out at the Tour de France one day."

12) Émile Razzano: "He considers himself a devotee of French cinema and has a large collection of DVD movies."

13) André Panzo: "He likes nineteenth-century philosophy, but his friends do not understand him when he explains it."

14) Jean Jetin: "Although he has not yet made the leap to fame, this guy is a fashion prodigy."

15) Claude Moreau: "His baguettes are known throughout France. Mmm … They are delicious!"

16) Michel Morin: "He has a gift for gardening, especially if it's about cultivating life."

[wahwealth]

John Wayne | Rock Hudson |The Undefeated (1969) | Civil War Western Classic

The Undefeated was an American Civil War-era Western film directed by Andrew V. McLaglen.  The movie stars John Wayne and Rock Hudson, it was released in 1969.   Cast John Wayne as Colonel John Henry Thomas Rock Hudson as Colonel James Langdon Tony Aguilar as General Rojas Roman Gabriel as Blue Boy Marian McCargo as Ann Lee Meriwether as Margaret Merlin Olsen as George 'Little George' Melissa Newman as Charlotte Bruce Cabot as Confederate Sergeant Jeff Newby Michael Vincent as Lieutenant Bubba Wilkes Ben Johnson as 'Short' Grub Edward Faulkner as Anderson Harry Carey Jr. as Webster Paul Fix as General Joe Masters Royal Dano as Major Sanders Richard Mulligan as Dan Morse Carlos Rivas as Diaz John Agar as Christian Guy Raymond as Giles Don Collier as Goodyear Big John Hamilton as Mudlow Dub Taylor as McCartney Henry Beckman as Thad Benedict Víctor Junco as Major Tapia Robert Donner as Judd Mailer Pedro Armendariz Jr. as Escalante James Dobson as Jamison Rudy Diaz as Sanchez Richard Angarola as Petain James McEachin as Jimmy Collins Gregg Palmer as Parker Juan García as Colonel Gomez Kiel Martin as Union Runner Bob Gravage as Joe Hicks You are invited to join the channel so that Mr. P can notify you when new videos are uploaded, https://www.youtube.com/@nrpsmovieclassics

[chicosanchez]

Mi libro El Valle Sagrado en Ciudad Real junto a Sancho Panza y Don Quijote. Gracias Juan Carlos. Son todavía no lo leíste puedes comprarlo en estos enlaces:

El Valle Sagrado de Chico Sanchez. Un libro que no te puedes perder. Ya a la venta: 

En papel y kindle: https://amzn.eu/d/9UCZ9nO ( España )

En Papel y kindle: https://a.co/d/hMd79C5 (México)

En papel y kindle: https://a.co/d/5ItZBUq ( Amazon.com )

En PDF: https://chicosanchez.com/libros/ols/products/el-valle-sagrado-libro-chico-sanchez-pdf

Para el resto de países puedes hacer una búsqueda en Amazon con el título y mi nombre.

El Valle Sagrado es un libro de Chico Sánchez que adentrándonos en el laberinto de la historia y sus revoluciones nos lleva a conocer una guerra por nuestras almas que lleva librándose siglos y que permanece oculta por un velo de desconocimiento que el autor irá rasgando en cada capítulo que busca ser un rayo de luz que saque al lector de las tinieblas a las que nos lleva siempre el misterio. Desde el Apocalipsis a Napoleón, desde la Revolución Francesa a la Cristiada mexicana, desde el Imperio Español hasta la Agenda 2030, el autor ayudará al lector, viajando al pasado y comparándolo con el presente, a predecir con certeza el futuro de la civilización occidental y cristiana. Desvelando los siniestros planes que se ocultan detrás de la Nueva Era y de la coronación del personaje conocido como El Anticristo.

[omarsanchez78]

Don Giovanni por Lic. Omar sanchez

Don Giovanni es una famosa ópera en dos actos compuesta por Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart y con libreto de Lorenzo Da Ponte basada en la leyenda de Don Juan. Resumen ilustrado de la ópera: Acto I: Don Giovanni, un joven aristócrata conocido por sus conquistas amorosas, mata al Comendatore, padre de Donna Anna, durante un intento fallido de seducción. Donna Anna jura vengarse con la ayuda de su…

[roehenstart]

Don Juan de Austria armado. By Alonso Sánchez Coello.

[aumshanti]

The Concept of Ego

Examine what the Ego really means

Recently I started reading a new book based around the works of Carlos Castaneda and Don Juan. The book, “The Teachings of Don Carlos” by Victor Sanchez, takes the concepts of the books written by Castaneda and reproduces them in a hands on and practical manner for the reader to explore.

  In the beginnings of the book, Sanchez, goes over the basics of what Don Juan’s spirituality and policies…

[rabbittstewcomics]

Episode 368

Comic Reviews:

DC

Batman: Dear Detective by Lee Bermejo

Black Adam: Justice Society Files – Atom Smasher by Bryan Q. Miller, Cavan Scott, Marco Santucci, Travis Mercer, John Kalisz, Michael Atiyeh

Dark Knights of Steel: Tales From the Three Kingdoms by Tom Taylor, CS Pascat, Jay Kristoff, Sean Izaakse, Michele Bandini, Caspar Wijngaard, Antonio Fabela, Romula Fajardo Jr

Dark Crisis on Infinite Earths 4 by Joshua Williamson, Daniel Sampere, Alejandro Sanchez

My Buddy Killer Croc by Sara Farizan, Nicoletta Baldari

Marvel

Amazing Fantasy 1000 by Dan Slott, Kurt Busiek, Jonathan Hickman, Neil Gaiman, Ho Che Anderson, Rainbow Rowell, Michael Pasciullo, Armando Ianucci, Michael Cho, Anthony Falcone, Ryan Stegman, Giuseppe Camuncoli, Marco Checchetto, Jim Cheung, Olivier Coipel, Todd Nauck, Goran Parlov, Terry Dodson, Steve McNiven, Rachel Dodson, Klaus Janson, JP Mayer, Matt Wilson, Rachelle Rosenberg, Jordie Bellaire, Sonia Oback, Frank Martin, David Jay Ramos, Richard Isanove

Alien 1 by Phillip Kennedy Johnson, Julius Ohta, Yen Nitro

All-Out Avengers 1 by Derek Landy, Greg Land, Jay Leisten, Frank D’Armata

Fantastic Four: Full Circle by Alex Ross, Josh Johnson

Infinity Comics

It’s Jeff by Kelly Thompson, Gurihiru

Image

Antioch 1 by Patrick Kindlon, Marco Ferrari

Dark Horse

Shock Shop 1 by Cullen Bunn, Leila Leiz, Danny Luckert

Dynamite

Ninjettes 1 by Fred Van Lente, Joe Cooper, Dearbhla Kelly

IDW

Star Trek 400 by Wil Wheaton, Mike Johnson, Chris Eliopoulos, Declan Shalvey, Rich Handley, Joe Eisma, Seth Damoose, Luke Sparrow, Megan Levens, Angel Hernandez

OGN

Everyday Hero Machine Boy by Irma Kniivila, Tri Vuong

Karma GN by Dan Wickline, Carlos Reno

Kali GN by Daniel Freedman, Robert Sammelin

Garlic and the Witch by Bree Paulsen

Always Never by Jordi Lafebre

Archie

Sabrina Anniversary Spectacular 1 by Dan Parent

AfterShock

Last Line 1 by Richard Dinnick, Jose Holder, Kelly Fitzpatrick, Dave Sharpe

Ahoy

Highball 1 by Stuart Moore, Fred Harper, Lee Loughridge

Ablaze

Boogyman 1 by Mathieu Salvia, Djet

AWA

E-Ratic: Recharged 1 by Kaare Andrews, Brian Reber

Ray’s OGN Corner: American Born Chinese by Gene Luen Yang, Lark Pien

Longbox of Horror

Additional Reviews: 13: The Musical, Cuphead Show s2, Butterfly Garden, She-Hulk ep4, Lost in Space s3, Uploads s1, Pinocchio, Cars on the Road, new Simpsons short

News: Dead-End Paranormal Park returns in October for s2, Theme Parks, Stan Sakai back to Dark Horse, Disney+ Day, D23 news, Wish/Elio/Inside Out 2 from Disney/Pixar, Mufasa: The Lion King, October is Jeff month, Radiant Pink, Radiant Yellow, Squid Game star takes on Star Wars role, Paper Girls cancelled, Netflix release model, Anthony Ramos as the Hood, Matt Shankman of WandaVision to direct Fantastic Four, Don Cheadle lead in Secret Invasion and Armor Wars, Leader and Sabra confirmed for Cap 4, Thunderbolts cast, Young Jedi Adventures, Otto Schmidt, Dark Web details

Trailers: Knives Out 2, Quantum Leap, Disenchanted, Little Mermaid, Wendel and Wild, Willow, Andor, Tales of the Jedi, Mando s3, Secret Invasion, National Treasure, Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur, Santa Clause, Percy Jackson, Fabelmans, Werewolf by Night

Comics Countdown:

Always Never GN by Jordi Lafebre

Garlic and the Witch GN by Bree Paulsen

Batman 127 by Chip Zdarsky, Belen Ortega, Jorge Jimenez, Luis Guerrero, Tomeu Morey

Twig 5 by Skottie Young, Kyle Strahm, Jean-Francois Beaulieu

Dark Knights of Steel: Tales From the Three Kingdoms by Tom Taylor, CS Pascat, Jay Kristoff, Sean Izaakse, Michele Bandini, Caspar Wijngaard, Antonio Fabela, Romula Fajardo Jr

TMNT 132 by Tom Waltz, Kevin Eastman, Sophie Campbell, Pablo Tunica, Ronda Pattison

Dudley Datson and the Forever Machine 2 by Scott Snyder, Jamal Igle, Juan Castro, Chris Sotomayor

Punisher 6 by Jason Aaron, Paul Azaceta, Jesus Saiz, Dave Stewart

New Champion of Shazam! 2 by Josie Campbell, Evan Shaner

Once and Future 29 by Kieron Gillen, Dan Mora, Tamra Bonvillain

Check out this episode!

[phoenixlionme]

DC Latino Heroes

1. Jaime Reyes aka Blue Beetle - Chicano (Mexican American)

2. Milagro Reyes aka Green Lantern (a popular fandom interpretation) - Chicana (Mexican American)

3. Kyle Rayner aka Green Lantern - biracial; half Irish and half Mexican American

4. Keli Quintela aka Teen Lantern - biracial; Afro-Indigenous Bolivian born

5. Selina Kyle aka Catwoman - biracial; Afro-Cuban American

6.  Miguel Jose Barragan aka Bunker - Mexican

7. Mas y Menos - Guatemalan

8. Pedro Pena aka Shazam - Chicano (Mexican American)

9. Jessica Cruz aka Green Lantern - Chicana (Mexican American) and Honduran

10. Renee Montoya aka The Question II - Afro-Dominican American

11. Cisco Ramon aka Vibe - half Colombian and half Puerto Rican American

12. Miguel Devante aka Vulcan - biracial; half white and Latino nationality unknown

13.  Ya'Wara - biracial; Indigenous Brazilian 

14. Maria Mendoza aka Wonder Woman - Peruvian

15. Yara Flor aka Wonder Woman - biracial; Afro-Indigenous Brazilian

16. Lorena Marquez aka Aquagirl - Mexican American

17.  Isabella Ortiz aka Robina - Latina nationality unknown but American born

18.  Don Fernando Suarez aka El Castigo (The Whip) I - Mexican born

19.  Rodrigo Elwood Gaynor aka El Castigo (The Whip) II - Chicano (Mexican American) 

20.   Shelly Gaynor Gaynor aka El Castigo (The Whip) III - Chicana (Mexican American)

21. Eduardo Dorado aka El Dorado - Mexican born; I highly suggest following his incarnation in the animated Young Justice series

22. Bernal Rojas aka Bushmaster - Venezuelan born

23. Aztek (both incarnations) - biracial; Indigenous Mexican; real names unknown

24.  El Gaucho - real name unknown; Argentinian born

25.  Rosabelle Mendez aka Pantha - Hispanic nationality unknown

26. Pablo Valdez aka El Muerto - Mexican born

27.  Flecha Verda (Green Arrows of the World)- Mexican born

28. Yolanda Montez aka Wildcat - Mexican born

29.  Andrea Rojas aka Acrata - Mexican born

30. Beatriz da Costa aka Fire - Brazilian born

31. Anita Fite aka Empress - biracial; Afro-Haitian

32.  Gregorio De La Vega aka Extrano - Peruvian born

33.  Rafael Sandoval aka El Diablo I - Chicano (Mexican American)

33.  Chato Santana aka El Diablo II - Chicano (Mexican American)

34.  Jose Delgado aka Gangbuster - Hispanic nationality unknown but is American born

35.  Alejandro 'Alex' Sanchez aka Firebrand III - Hispanic nationality unknown but is American born

36. Kendra Munoz-Saunders aka Hawkgirl - Latino nationality unknown but is American born

37. Derek James aka Sideways - Latino nationality unknown but is American born

38.  Armando Ramone aka Hardline - Puerto Rican American

39. Kay Challis aka Crazy Jane - from the Doom Patrol live-action series; her Hispanic nationality is unknown, but her actress is Colombian American

40. Maria aka Aquamaria - last name unknown; Hispanic nationality unknown; from Milestone Comics

41. Marta aka Brickhouse - last name unknown; Hispanic nationality unknown; from Milestone Comics

42. Dusk - real name unknown; half Greek and half Hispanic; latter nationality unknown; from Milestone Comics

43. Carlos Quinones Jr. aka Fade - Dominican; from Milestone Comics

44. Sara Quinones aka Flashback - Dominican; from Milestone Comics

45. Manuel Dexterity - Latino nationality unknown; from Milestone Comics

46. Manuella Dexterity - Latino nationality unknown; from Milestone Comics

47. Mistress Mercy - real name unknown; Puerto Rican; from Milestone Comics

48. Rolando Texador aka Tech 9 - Puerto Rican; from Milestone Comics

49. Juan Templo aka Templo - Latino nationality unknown; from Milestone Comics

50. Robert Diaz aka Bloodmoon - Latino nationality unknown; from Wildstorm Comics

51. Joseph H. Mendoza aka Dozer - Latino nationality unknown; from Wildstorm Comics

52. Joe the Indian - real name unknown; change his superhero name; half Mexican and half Navajo; from Wildstorm comics

53. Hector Morales aka Powerhaus - half German and half Argentinian; from Wildstorm Comics

EDIT: Did some changes

Please list any more if you don’t see any on the list. Be respectful with the comments.

[sketchfanda]

Chestnut Stud Across the Multiverse Party 3

Getting the Scoop!

To the public eye of many from Satan city to South City, Lois Cho was a renowned reporter noted for his feisty go-getter attitude and the lengths she went through to get the major scoops. As well as her stunning good looks and her fit toned body which was the source and cause of many a wet dreams for hot blooded man which kickstarted many in their puberty. What they didn’t know was that she was in fact a spy for a network of a secret ninja clan, yes I’m not making this shit up, you think I could? But long story short, unknown to the common folk, this daredevil newshound was a femme fatale kunoichi whose skills were matched only by her sensual thirst and desire.

And right now this enigma of a bombshell currently had a task to carry out in determine the identity of the mysterious Great Saiyaman though why the clan thought the costumed clown was worth the notice and hassle was beyond her. But a job was a job and right now she was following a potential lead investigating someone who may perhaps known the rather cheesey superhero personally, a local Satan City PD officer by the name of Krillin…Sanchez? A peculiar name to say the least but given the appearance of this guy it seemed to fit, though she had to say he was rather cute in a way, dare she say handsome? But it was a simple matter of infiltrating his home under the guise and pretence of looking to personally interview him for a possible article on individuals improving the reputation and prestige of the public image on law enforcement.

Now Lois certainly thought she was a slick sort of smooth operator, that she she had the runty 5-0 in the palm of her hands as she made use of her natural feminine wiles and charms to get under his skin. It certainly helped she applied some subtle make-up and wore a simple ensemble that showed off her stunning toned body, leaning and moving in such ways that showed off her legs, teased some cleavage and taunted him with a mini-skirt teasing a flash of a lacy thong. Yet to her amazement and confusion and a bit of growing frustration, this admittedly good looking man was keeping pretty cool under the pressure she was applying. Though it likely wasn’t helping matters that she was conducting this interview slash interrogation in his home wit that stupid sexy wife of his hovering around, what the he’ll was she even looking so smug about?

But the secret kunoichi wouldn’t let her pride be deterred, no sir, not at all, Lois Cho had never met a man who didn’t become putty in her hands when it came to going for the Achilles heel that was their third legs. Krillin was no different as far as she was concerned and she was going to be rocking his 4 to 5 foot world and having him call her queen in no time!! All she had to do was up her seduction game and she woild have him pitching a tent so fast that he’d pop the fly of his jeans. It was time to bring her A game and make him squirm!!

She made sure to play all her best cards, in a manner of speaking as she closed the distance of space between them, her tone of voice taking on a hint of intimacy that wanted to break down the walls of polite professionalism between them. A teasing caress here and there, a little body language to coax and encourage him to touch her right where she wanted him to. Oh he was strong willed, certainly but she had a sense she was wearing down his resistance. All she needed was to work some oral magic and then she'd really be getting him to call her Queen.....

That had been the plan at least originally that she had intended but somehow someway? This goddamn runt was a natural love machine packing a weapon of sexual destruction beneath his pants and damn her libido!! She was now on her hands and knees, stripped down to her lingerie as she was sucking him off with a power force blowjob, her brain's switches being flipped to total bitch in heat mode. Massaging his hips and thighs as he held her hair in a firm grip, bucking those strong pelvic muscles as he gave a facefucking to make her deepthroat him.

And how she was fucking loving every damn second of it, feeling reduced to his personal devoted sex slave as his length and girth gave her an oral preview of what awaited her pussy. Those smooth, heavy balls smacking her chin with the momentum and force of a newton's cradle pendulum, soaking his shaft with her drool. All the while 18 looked on with a sense of smug satisfaction, as if she was expecting this sort of result. For all her research into her target, it had never occured to Lois that the blonde cyborg was a total deviant who got off on this sort of thing especially when seeing uppity bitches like her learn their place.

That being made another notch on her Krillin's belt of conquests but hey if she proved to be a good little sex kitten, 18 might consider her harem material if not maybe a regular fuck buddy or booty call. For now the blonde looked on with all her voyueristic intent, one hand under her shirt and another plunging down the front of her jeans with little to no shame. Nothing better than to see Krillin blow some bitch's mind like he had done to her their first time together, to think she wanted to rock his world when in fact she was the one who got rocked. How could any pretty thing not want a taste of such an experience, especially when it was some femme fatale wanna be who thought they were so damn slick?!

Now if Lois had thought having that cock in her mouth was an intense experience, as soon as it was penetrating her? Any and every man she had ever had an erotic encounter with was put to shame by this sex god of a runt was taking her to fuckdamn bone town and back. Her body pinned beneath him as he mounted and fucked her in a missionary position, her lovely toned legs draped over his shoulders as a basic position like his was intense when done by him and his cock. Jackhammering away as every impact of his balls agains her clapping asscheeks making her howl and moan, orgasms rocking her...and this beastly dwarf hadn't even cum yet himself!!

But of course Krillin was just getting started with his tantric magic as if he seemed to enter a state of nothingness, able to enter a mindet focused on outright making love to Cho in mind, body and soul. Which proved to be an unreal, overwhelming experience for the secret femme fatale as she felt like an amateur pornstar in the hands of an experienced adult film star veteran. Each, any and every single position he put her through drowning her brain in raw, mind numbing pleasure. But most especially whenever he would finally cum inside her, the raw blissful thrill of his hot man juice flowing into her womb and flooding it to excess.

Lois Cho wasn’t sure how or why this happened and quite frankly she just couldn’t care anymore. She was feeling too damn good right about now as she kept he legs wrapped around this short king of a sex god, screaming his name with abandon. Not even protesting when 18 threw herself into the mix to make this a threesome as she was prone to, showing she knew her way with a woman’s body as well as her husband did. There was no doubt when this was all over with, the secret kunoichi femme fatale was definitely going to be a booty call.

Sometime after that failed seduction mission, Lois had pretty much foregone her original mission but found herself having gotten something better than some boring intel. That being Krillin and 18’w phone numbers as she could now enjoy the odd saucy picture of video sent her way and give back as good as she was getting. All the while anticipating when she might get the sort of message that signified when she could get her next dose of Krillin’s Red hot chestnut love. Wondering if the next time might result in her being knocked up, the thrill of her washboard abs becoming swollen with carrying his child really turning her on.

But of course what was really giving Lois some warm, sexy dreams at night was fantasising about her hated rival, that stupid sexy bitch Agent 69. To be precise, that stupid sexy statuesque stunner getting pinned down and taken by Krillin as he fucked her in ways that would ruin her for other men altogether. All the while she was forced to eat Lois out snd be made to recognise her as her superior as the butch learned her place. Oh yes now there was an idea she would have to run by 18 for sure, as she sent her picture of that hated bitch whore for her review….

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Waifu Connoisseur: Test Runs

Krillin knew there would be days like this but this was just getting more ridiculous than the constant power level gap between most fighters compared to the resident Saiyan Warriors. Particularly and especially whenever there seemed to always be who the hell knows how many forms or variation of freakin' Super Saiyan!! But being here on this pseudo talk show or rather stealth amateur porn set was a whole different matter as he tuned out the applauding audience to shoot deadpan glares at the host, who seemed non-chalant to getting such looks, gee wonder why? Well it could’ve had to do whatever the hell the name of this damn show meant or implied which was enough of a red flag already nevermind that this Mr,sketch guy was well sketchy as all hell!!

Sketch:*The flaming skullheaded enigma of a host adjusting his tie as he greeted the applauding audience who just so happened to consist of women. Women who of course had been in prior sexual contact and acquaintance with the compact fighter who continued to give the host a deadpan flare his cool, calm cyborg asskicker o a wife sat in the couch beside him taking it all in stride.*”Hello there all you maniacs in the crowd and watching at home and welcome to the latest edition of Waifu Connoisseur featuring Mr.Krillin here as we arrange for him to get intimate with the finest, hottest pieces of ass around!!”*That made Krillin react as you’d expect, seeming shocked and flabbergasted at the brazen statement. Was this skullheaded maniac for real?!!*

Though then again he knows he shouldn’t be surprised given what happened the last time he appeared on this damn show, he was still feeling phantom sensations all over. Power Girl and Ms.Marvel had been intense to say the least, especially once 18 got into the fray, hell the blonde duo still sent him nude pictures and videos now and then. All he knew for sure was that this flaming skullheaded looney had someone or something in mind and whether human or not, one thing was clear. She was going to be a bitch in heat and he was going to be sore all over in ways he was all too familiar with since 18 rocked his four foot world.

Sketch:”With that said, let’s not waste any time and get right to our main event. Here is our lucky lady this time around….”*Beating on his desk t make a drum roll, the crowd went wild as out came a distinct, very exotic robot woman. To call her a stunner or a knockout was understating it, like someone took some liquid chrome and poured into a mould shaped like the curves and tone of a pornstar. So mechanical, yet organic all at once, looking a tasteful nude art piece but the fact she seemed naked already certainly helped. The skullheaded host looking smugly at the stunned, jaw dropped expression on Krillin’s face, knowing he was being reeled in hook, line and sinker.*

The sexy robo pin up babe locked her singular jade green visor gaze on Krillin, sensually humming as if appraising a work of art and clearly liking what she saw. Turning around as she conducted and performed a few poses for his liking and attention, sticking her ass out and swaying it his way. The liquid like booty cheeks jiggling and clapping as she twerked, courting him like a bitch in heat during mating season. Now in spite of what Yamcha would claim, it wasn't that Krillin had a thing for androids oh no, quite the opposite, they had a thing for him and this lovely specimen was clearly becoming a definite Krillin-sexual.

It was no surprise then soon as the Skull-headed host made his exit to give them some privacy and let the audience consisting of Krillin's ladies enjoy the show that the fun started. The Hajime Robo-girl shedding the singular dress that provided some form or level of modesty to expose her lucious liquid silver self before him. Wasting no time in lessening the distance between them to lock lips with him and ignite the spark of passion and attraction between them. A sensual moan escaping her as she felt the short king gladly return her kiss, growing in volume as his hands began to caress and grope her all over.

In spite of her metallic form, she was quite cool and amazing to the sense of touch and she was definitely made to be like a woman from her head to toe. Feeling his nameless metallic babe kiss her way down his torso as she began to strip him of his clothing. Gasping and oohing in awe as she freed his stiff, twitching cock from the confinement of his pants and boxers. All her data and knowledge on sex and porn coming forth as she put it to use, grasping his shaft as it pulse in her hand and proceeded to conduct fellatio. Unhindered by a gag reflex as she wasted no time in deepthroating him, humming and moaning as she felt delight in feeling him buck and pump his hips in reflex to such an intense blowjob.

Naturally this soon escalted once Krillin's libido reached its peak as he soon went from facefucking this hot sexy digital lovedoll to full on fucking her. The liquid silver bombshell straddling his lap as she bounced and rode on his cock with wanton abandon, her metallic booty jiggling and clapping with every impact against those heavy balls of his. Hugging and holding his head to her titaniuam bosom as he had his strong arms wrapped around her toned waist as her deep, passionate moans echoied throughout the studio. No onahole could compare to the sort of pussy she'd been provided, made especially to handle Krillin's erotic oak tree as that length and girth slid right into its welcoming embrace.

An embrace the android Jane Doe didn't wish to let go off, welcoming each and every shift in position along with the thrlling sensation of Krillin cumming inside of her. Wishing she could be able to bare and carry a child as the feeling his seed pouring into her womb made her wonder what it'd be like to have a bun in the oven. Particularly when in the more intimate or primal positions such as when he mounted atop her while taking her from behind in the doggy style positon, his pelvis smacking her shiney metal ass as those heavy pendulums that were his balls smacked her clit. Or the raw, assertive display of strength and dominance as he held her up in a full nelson position, jackhammering away into her pussy's ever slick, welcome embrace.

The studio audience was loving every bit of it as much as she was of course, but that was a given who it consisted of. That being just about any and every possible fuck buddy, booty call and harem girl, per the accordance of android 18 of course. Who was especially enjoying the show out of them the most, leave it to her Krillin to once again be a natural alpha male for an android girl and this one was looking to be a real keeper. Licking her lips in delight at the sight of the robo babe currently taking it like a champion as Krillin had her ina mating press, having folded her like an accordion as she moaned with wanton abandon, eager to have him flood her with his seed once again...

By this point, Krillin’s marathon session soon got that crowd of horny. Itches in heat worked uo to such a degree that they started playing with themselves with abandon, casting aside any and all shame and inhibition. Soon making out and groping one another before soon throwing out some dyna-caps, puffs of smoke breaking out to reveal hoard of warrior monks. The Capsule Cocks grown and made Krillin clones all standing naked and erect, ready, willing and able as they wasted no time in making their move. The studio a sea of bodies as hit, sexy bitches had themselves an orgy, getting their Warrior Monks to rock their world snd scratch their itches like only they could.

18 herself of course was right in the thick of it as she went and made her way in over to join Krillin and this absolute stunner. Making out with this shiney chrome hottie as Krillin’s one on one acquaintance with this new robo hottie in his life now became a threesome. Say what one will about the host who runs this glorified secret amateur porn studio but he sure knew how to pick ‘em. Though he had to wonder where that lunatic was right about now…..

Mr.Sketch:*Deep within his secret office, the floating skullheaded madman sat away at a desk, hitting away in the keys of a type writer. A small growing piles of scripts all around him as he looked at the camera.*”You’re still here? Go away, this is private!!”*He reached out to shove the camera away, shutting the door. A click of the locks being set and he was back at it…doing who only knows what…*

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Space Adventure....KRILLIN?!!

Now one thing Krillin knew from his experiences when it came to the women in his life was that when either Bulma or 21 called him to their labs or workshops, it was either a booty call or they had something kinky in mind. Like those two modified former red ribbon prototypes 2B and 2P, was Yamcha right in saying he had a thing for android women or was it more like androids had a thing for him? Of course when you consider how much of a kinky deviant his wife was, it definitely had to be the latter but here he was all the same as he entered the testing room. Made out s always to seem like the luxury suite of a five star hotel to see just who or what the horny brainiacs were sending his way.

What stood there before the compact fighter of course was an absolute stunner who matched his wife’s height of 5 foot 7, a true, literally blue robot woman. Her stunning toned frame a rich sleek cobalt sapphire chrome that looked smooth and solid to the touch yet she moved like flowing liquid with the grace and poise of a super model. Her golden eyes glowing gently as she made her way over to him, tilting her head as she seemed to be examine him from head to toe, metal palms and fingers cupping his blushing face. Silence between them before this enigmatic mecha bombshell spoke up finally in a digital voice thst sounded rather soothing and sensual.

??:”You would be Mr.Krillin, correct?”*The short king simply nodded, doing his best not ogle this strange, alluring robotic wet dream brought to life. Seriously in some angles and lighting, in spite of the okayed and armouring, she could almost seem naked.*”I’m known as Lady Armaroid….and I do believe I find you quite…erotic….but require a little data in the nature of…sexual relations….so please, let us commence…”*Before Krillin knew it, this alluring metal woman known as Armaroid was making him plant his face between the valley of her cleavage. Her metallic tits much softer than they looked, her ass also matching that regard as he found ehr guiding his hands to cul and squeeze that steel booty.*

Whatever doubts, hesitations or worries Krillin had prior to arriving here and meeting this exotic robo woman had pretty much gone right out the window, forcibly kicked in the ass by his libido. He wasn’t sure where Bulma or 21 found this woman or what posed them to design her in such a way but damn if she wasn’t a work of art. Finding himself planting kisses along that smooth and quite soft chrome body of hers from head to toe, in spite of its cold harsh look it felt amazing to the touch. The soft sensual gasps and moans escaping her very addicting to hear, more so when he groped and touched her in the right places.

In spite of how cold she seemed, she truly felt great to touch as if her chrome form was a sort of metal in a state between solid and liquid made just right for this sort of intimacy. Especially and particularly when groping her tits and of course probing the slit of her pussy, warm nectar flowing as it soaked his hand up the wrist and coated her luscious thighs. Soon finding himself planting his head between them as he was pressing his lips to her mound and proceeding to eat her out. Lady Armaroid letting loose deepthroated moans of passion as she found Krillin to be exceeding any expectations the data she'd been given prior to this had informed her.

If there was any critique Lady would have had to say of this encounter of course, it was the fact she lacked a mouth with which to return the favour in terms of kissing Krillin or giving him a blowjob. But he didn't seem to mind in the slighttest, as he seemed to enjoy more on focusing on giving attention to her pleasure alone which only served to further enamour and endear the little man to her. Caressing and holding his smooth shaved head to pussy as she found his skills at eating a woman out was no slouch what so ever. But of course as per the data, this would be nothing compared to the moment when she would have the splendid cock of his inside of her.

A moment that 21 and Bulma were certainly anticipating as they watched on from behind the secret two way mirror of the testing room with voyueristic intent. They had a feeling Lady Armaroid would take to her new modifications and upgrades like a fish to water but this was proving even hotter than expected. Oh sure Lady wouldn'tbe able to experience the joy of a Krillin level facefucking from that Golden God cock of his but her design was was too beautiful to mess with. Besides it wasn't like the rest of her could make for it especially with the shiney metal ass of hers!!

An ass that was soon sandwiching and humping Krillin's length and girth between those twin steel cheeks, massaging and stroking him off as she had him laying on the bed back flat and naked. Having helped him strip and wanting to get to return the favour for his earlier oral service, finding his shaft to be even more delightful in the flesh compared to the pictures and videos Bulma and 21 had provided her in her "sexual education". Her slit running along as she twerked and stroked off his cock, lubing up that rod with her sticky warmth as she felt it pulse and quiver with growing desire. His hands caressing and groping her glorious form all the while, her moans music to his ears.

Krillin wasn't sure how or when but it wasn't surprising when he soon found himself penetrating this hot metallic piece of ass, thrusting and pumping away into Armaroid’s pussy with jackhammering piston motions. Grasping those luscious steel hips of hers as she bounced and rode on him cowgirl style, her moans deep and sensual as her circuits ran with the electric pulse of raw pleasure. Hands caressing those washboard abs as as she gasped at the sudden slaps to her jiggling shiney metal ass and those firm hands groooing her bouncing tits. And Bulma and 21 knew their little stud was just getting started, after all once Krillin was inside a woman, he could keep going until those balls were drained dry.

Seconds into Minutes became hours as Armaroid and her newfound short king depended their sexual acquaintance with marathon session of pleasure. Those strong arms grasping her bombshell form in their erotic embrace as her mecha ass and pussy were pounded and hammered, ensuring they woild be moulded to his cock and his alone. Loving the mere concept and possibility as she held on for dear life, gladly welcoming his constant rut as she was taken in a mating press or found him mounting her backside as she was taken from behind doggy style and prone bone, orgasms assaulting her circuits over and over. The thrill of this meatbag, no this sex god unleashing his white hot seed inside of her and painting her chrome blue steel body.

For Bulma and 21, it was inevitable they’d start playing with themselves before they soon found themselves making out with raw passion and desire. Eating one another out and son having themselves a pair of Warrior Monk sex dolls brought out to help properly indulge their thirst and fantasy for their favourite little man. Making out with sloppy abandon, tongues dancing as their Krillin clones pumped and hammered like the sex machines they were designed to be. All the while Krillin and Armaroid continued to go at it with no signs of stopping what so ever.

But of course the blue steel beauty didn’t want it to stop for a whole, not when the high of rutting eith this short king was too damn good. Arms and legs wrapped around his compact Adonis frame as she bounced in his lap in a seated lotus position as he held and squeezed her ass. His adorable, handsome face planted between the valley of her metallic bosom, the scent of her sensual form lik a natural perfume. The bed pretty much getting wrecked as the bedsheets were soaked with sweat and the stains of their constsnt flow and rain of sex juices.

Suffice to say, Bulma and 21 considered this test run a success and 18 was sure to share that opinion given she was getting this session streamed to her laptop in secret. The blonde no doubt making plans in that kinky cyborg brain of hers to see if she convince her man to keep Armaroid around their home as a live in nanny. After all her Krillin needed something much better to have in hand than a pocket pussy to jerk off with if he didn’t have her or any other ladies on hand. Never let it be said that she didn’t love her husband, after all when you had a stud like him, you’d want to keep him happy too….

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Felipe and Letizia retrospective: March 8th

2005: Opened the International conference on combating terrorism in Madrid.

2006: Arrival in Portugal for Aníbal Cavaco Silva’s inauguration & Meetings with Jorge Sampaio and Aníbal Cavaco Silva.

2011: Visited the Cervantes Institute with the president and first lady of Chile & Main event of the commemoration of the 50th anniversary of the founding of the Catholic Institute of Administration and Management (ICADE)

2012: Presentation of the European Environment Awards 2011-2012

2013: Funeral of Venezuelan president Hugo Chávez in Caracas, Venezuela & Rare Diseases World Day.

2017: Concert Tribute to the Victims of Terrorism.

2018: Oath of the new minister of Economy, Industry and Competitiveness, Don Román Escolano Olivares

2019: Audience with D. Juan Manuel Moreno Bonilla, President of the Regional Government of Andalusia at la Zarzuela.

2020: ‘Queen’s Cup’ basketball final between Perfumerias Avenida and Spar CityLift Girona at Sanchez Paraiso stadium in Salamanca.

2021: Meeting with the President of Estonia, Kersti Kaljulaid. &  Audience with José Juan Ruiz, Chairman of the Elcano Royal Institute, and Emilio Lamo de Espinosa, former Chairman of the Institute at la Zarzuela

F&L Through the Years: 714/??

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OLDEST AMERICAN CITIES -

Our History

Founded in 1565, St. Augustine is the oldest continuously occupied settlement of European and African-American origin in the United States. Forty-two years before the English colonized Jamestown and fifty-five years before the Pilgrims landed at Plymouth Rock, the Spanish established at St. Augustine this nation's first enduring settlement.

Architecture

The architectural legacy of the city's past is much younger, testimony to the impermanent quality of the earliest structures and to St. Augustine's troubled history. Only the venerable Castillo de San Marcos, completed in the late seventeenth century, survived destruction of the city by invading British forces in 1702. Vestiges of the First Spanish Colonial Period (1565 to 1764) remain today in St. Augustine in the form of the town plan originally laid out by Governor Gonzalo Méndez de Canzo in the late sixteenth century and in the narrow streets and balconied houses that are identified with the architecture introduced by settlers from Spain. Throughout the modern city and within its Historic Colonial District, there remain thirty-six buildings of colonial origin and another forty that are reconstructed models of colonial buildings. St. Augustine can boast that it contains the only urban nucleus in the United States whose street pattern and architectural ambiance reflect Spanish origins.

Discovery of Florida

Historians credit Juan Ponce de Leon, the first governor of the Island of Puerto Rico, with the discovery of Florida in 1513. While on an exploratory trip in search of the fabled Bimini he sighted the eastern coast of Florida on Easter Sunday, which fell on March 27 that year. Ponce de Leon claimed Florida for the Spanish Crown and named it Florida after the Easter season, known in Spanish as Pascua Florida. This newly claimed territory extended north and west to encompass most of the known lands of the North American continent that had not been claimed by the Spanish in New Spain (Mexico and the Southwest).

Settlement

In the following half century, the government of Spain launched no less than six expeditions attempting to settle Florida; all failed. In 1564 French Huguenots (Protestants) succeeded in establishing a fort and colony near the mouth of the St. Johns River at what is today Jacksonville. This settlement posed a threat to the Spanish fleets that sailed the Gulf Stream beside the east coast of Florida, carrying treasure from Central and South America to Spain. As Don Pedro Menéndez de Avilés was assembling a fleet for an expedition to Florida, the French intrusion upon lands claimed by Spain was discovered. King Philip II instructed Menéndez, Spain's most capable admiral, to remove the French menace to Spain's interests.

Naming St. Augustine

On September 8, 1565, with much pomp and circumstance and 600 voyagers cheering, Menéndez set foot on the shores of Florida. In honor of the saint whose feast day fell on the day he first sighted land, Menéndez named the colonial settlement St. Augustine. Menéndez quickly and diligently carried out his king's instructions. With brilliant military maneuvering and good fortune, he removed the French garrison and proceeded to consolidate Spain's authority on the northeast coast of Florida. St. Augustine was to serve two purposes: as a military outpost, or Presidio, for the defense of Florida, and a base for Catholic missionary settlements throughout the southeastern part of North America.

Military Colony

Maintaining St. Augustine as a permanent military colony, however, was a mighty task. Without the courage, perseverance, and tenacity of the early settlers, it is doubtful that the community would have survived. English pirates and corsairs pillaged and burned the town on several occasions in the next century. Clashes between the Spaniards and the British became more frequent when the English colonies were established in the Carolinas, and later, in Georgia. As a consequence, the Spanish moved to strengthen their defenses, beginning in 1672 construction of a permanent stone fortress. The Castillo de San Marcos was brought to completion late in the century, just in time to meet an attack by British forces from the Carolinas in 1702. Unable to take the fort after a two-month siege, the British troops burned the town and retreated.

Underground Railroad

British attacks continued, however. Plantation and slave owners in the English colonies resented the sanctuary that Spanish Florida afforded escaped slaves who successfully made their way to St. Augustine, which became a focal point for the first Underground Railroad. There, escaped slaves were given their freedom by the Spanish Governor if they declared allegiance to the King of Spain and embraced the Catholic religion. In 1738 the first legally sanctioned free community of former slaves, Gracia Real de Santa Teresa de Mose, was established as part of the presidio’s northern defenses. In 1740, an even stronger attack on St. Augustine was mounted by the Governor of the British colony of Georgia, General James Oglethorpe. He also failed to take the fort.

Treaty of Paris

The Treaty of Paris in 1763, ending the French and Indian War, gave Florida and St. Augustine to the British, accomplishing by the stroke of a pen what pitched battles had failed to do. St. Augustine came under British rule for the first time and served as a Loyalist (pro-British) colony during the American Revolutionary War. A second Treaty of Paris (1783), which gave America's colonies north of Florida their independence, returned Florida to Spain, a reward for Spanish assistance to the Americans in their war against England. Upon their return, the Spanish in 1784 found that St. Augustine had changed. Settlers from a failed colony in New Smyrna (south of St. Augustine) had moved to St. Augustine in 1777. This group, known collectively as Minorcans, included settlers from the western Mediterranean island of Minorca. Their presence in St. Augustine forever changed the ethnic composition of the town.

Second Spanish Period

During what is called by historians the Second Spanish Period (1784 to 1821), Spain suffered the Napoleonic invasions at home and struggled to retain its colonies in the western hemisphere. Florida no longer held its past importance to Spain. The expanding United States, however, regarded the Florida peninsula as vital to its interests. It was a matter of time before the Americans devised a way to acquire Florida. The Adams-Onîs Treaty, negotiated in 1819 and concluded in 1821, peaceably turned over the Spanish colonies of East and West Florida and, with them, St. Augustine, to the United States.

Florida Becomes a State

For the next twenty-four years, East Florida and with it St. Augustine remained a territorial possession of the United States. Not until 1845 was Florida accepted into the union as a state. The Territorial Period (1821-1845) was marked by an intense war with native Indians, the so-called Second Seminole War (1835-1842). The United States Army took over the Castillo de San Marcos and renamed it Fort Marion.

Civil War

In 1861, the Civil War began. Florida joined the Confederacy, but Union troops loyal to the United States Government quickly occupied St. Augustine and remained in control of the city throughout the four-year long war. St. Augustine was thus one of the few places in the United States where Abraham Lincoln’s Emancipation Proclamation, issued in 1862, actually freed any slaves. After the war, land was leased to freed slaves on what was then the west bank of Maria Sanchez Creek. Initially called Africa, the settlement later became Lincolnville and is today listed in the National Register of Historic Places, along with three other historic districts in the city.

Vacation Town

Twenty years after the end of the Civil War, St. Augustine entered its most glittering era. Following a visit to the crumbling old Spanish town, Henry Flagler, a former partner of John D. Rockefeller in the Standard Oil Company, decided to create in St. Augustine a winter resort for wealthy Americans. He owned a railroad company that in 1886 linked St. Augustine by rail with the populous cities of the east coast. In 1887, his company began construction of two large and ornate hotels and a year later added a third that had been planned and begun by another developer. Flagler's architects changed the appearance of St. Augustine, fashioning building styles that in time came to characterize the look of cities throughout Florida. For a time, St. Augustine was the winter tourist mecca of the United States.

Newport of the South

In the early twentieth century, however, the very rich found other parts of Florida to which they could escape. With them fled Flagler's dream of turning St. Augustine into the "Newport of the South." St. Augustine nevertheless remained a tourist town. As Americans took to the highways in search of a vacation land, St. Augustine became a destination for automobile-borne visitors. The tourism industry came to dominate the local economy.

Restoration

The city celebrated its 400th anniversary in 1965 and undertook in cooperation with the State of Florida a program to restore parts of the colonial city. The continuation of an effort actually begun in 1935, what became known as the "Restoration" resulted in preserving the thirty-six remaining buildings from the colonial era and the reconstruction of some forty additional colonial buildings that had previously disappeared, transforming the appearance of the historic central part of St. Augustine. It was in great part a tribute to such efforts that King Juan Carlos and Queen Sofia made this small city a part of their 2001 visit to the United States.

Civil Rights Era

In 1964, St. Augustine played a role in America’s civil rights struggle when Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. led a local campaign to dramatize national efforts designed to secure Congressional approval of what became the landmark Civil Rights Act of that year. The city now contains a series of historical markers noting sites associated with the civil rights movement here.

Flagler's Hotels

The first of Henry Flagler's three great hotels, the Ponce de Leon, was adapted for use as an institution of higher learning in 1971. As Flagler College, it expanded to embrace a student body of some 1,700 by the end of the century, offering a traditional four-year arts and science degree program. The second of his hotels, the Alcazar, has since 1948 contained the Lightner Museum, (and in 1973 the City of St. Augustine municipal offices). The third Flagler hotel, originally called the Casa Monica, stood vacant for thirty-five years before St. Johns County converted it for use a county courthouse in 1965. In 1999, under private ownership, the building was restored to its original function, and is now the only one of Flagler's three great hotels still serving that purpose.

St. Augustine Attracts Visitors

Some 2 million visitors annually make their way to St. Augustine, lured by the sense of discovering a unique historic part of America. While the venerable Castillo de San Marcos remains the traditional magnet for visitors, there are many other appealing historical sites and vistas. The City of St. Augustine maintains architectural control over the colonial city, insuring that the inevitable change which occurs in a living urban area respects the past.

Historical Timelines

View the Periods of History in St. Augustine

Before 1492: Pre-Columbian or Pre-Historic Period

1513 to 1565: Discovery Period

1565 to 1763: First Spanish Colonial Period

1763 to 1784: British Colonial Period

1784 to 1821: Second Spanish Colonial Period

1821 to 1845: U.S. Territorial Period

1845 to 1861: Early Statehood Period

1861 to 1865: U.S. Civil War

1865 to 1885: Post-Civil War Period

1885 to 1913: Flagler Era

1913 to 1919: World War I Era

1920 to 1926: Boom Time

1926 to 1941: Depression Era (Florida)

1941 to 1945: World War Two\\\

NOTE:  We bet our current President couldn’t answer that question nor could the so-called Vice President Ms. Harris

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Cast List for ‘El Fantasma de la Opera’ - 2009 Buenos Aires Production Programme

ELENCO [Cast]

El Fantasma de la Ópera – CARLOS VITTORI

El Fantasma de la Ópera – JUAN PABLO SKRT

Christine Daaé – CLAUDIA COTA

Raoul, Vizconde de Chagny – NICOLAS MARTINELLI

Carlotta Giudicelli – MIRTA ARRUA LICHI

Monsieur André – WALTER CANELLA

Monsieur Firmin – RICARDO BANGUESES

Madame Giry – LUCILA GANDOLFO

Ubaldo Pîangi – SANTIAGO SIRUR

Meg Giry – SILVINA TORDENTE

Don Attilio (“Il Muto”)/Passarino (“Don Juan Triunf.”) – CRISTIAN DE MARCO

Subastador/Peluquero (“Il Muto”) – MARTIN O’CONNOR

Monsieur Reyer/Joyero (“Il Muto”) – CHRISTIAN GIMENEZ

Monsieur Lefévre/Jefe de Bomberos – ENRIQUE CRAGNOLINO

Soldado/policia – ALEJANDRO MAIDANA

Portero/Monje (“Don Juan Triunf.”) – IGNACIO MINTZ

Portero – SEBASTIAN RUSSO

Joseph Buquet – HERNAN KUTTEL

Bailarin/Capataz de esclavos (“Anibal”) – MANUEL PALAZZO

Bailarin solista (“Il Muto”) – IVAN KEIM

Jefa de vestidores/Confidante (“Il Muto”) – ADRIANA ROLLA

Madame Firmin – SILVINA NIETO

Princesa (“Anibal”)/Novia Espejo – MAGALI SANCHEZ ALLENO

Mujer del tabernero (“Don Juan Triunfante”) – ROMINA CASELLA

Mujer salvaje/mujer Española – ANALIA SANCHEZ

Mujer salvaje – CAROLINA GOMEZ

El Ballet de la Opéra Populaire – MARIA CEVA, LORENA GALLO, BELEN LOPEZ ORTIZ, JESICA SCHAPIRA, FERNANDA VALLEJO, CANDELA ZAPATA

Swing del Ballet – CARLA LAURENTI

Swings – FELIPE FORASTIERE, ROBERTO PELONI, FLORENCIA PENA, MARISA PROVENZANO

Capitán de danza – HECTOR HERNANDEZ

 SUPLENTES [Understudies or ‘Alternates’]

El Fantasma: MARTIN O’CONNOR

Christine: MAGALI SANCHEZ ALLENO/FLORENCIA PENA

Raoul: FELIPE FORESTIERE/ROBERTO PELONI

Firmin: ENRIQUE CRAGNOLINO/HERNAN KUTTEL

Andre: ENRIQUE CRAGNOLINO/CHRISTIAN GIMENEZ

Carlotta: ROMINA CASELLA/SILVINA NIETO

Mme. Giry: CAROLINA GOMEZ/ADRIANA ROLLA

Piangi: IGNACIO MINTZ/SEBASTIAN RUSSO

Capataz de esclavos: IVAN KEIM

Bailarin solista: MANUEL PALAZZO

LA PRODUCCION INFORMA QUE EL ELENCO ESTA SUJETO A ALTERACIONES SIN PREVIO AVISO

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Disney’s Zorro Episode Transcript

Season 1, Episode 1 - Presenting Señor Zorro

Title: Spanish California 1820

[Diego and ship captain fencing]

Ship Captain: Well done, Señor de la Vega! I shall miss these daily bouts!

Diego de la Vega: I, too, sir. They have made the long voyage most enjoyable.

Captain: Your agility with the sword, sir, should serve you well in California.

Diego: Why do you say that?

Captain: How long have you been away?

Diego: Three years.

Captain: I am afraid you’re going to find conditions quite changed when you reach Los Angeles. Everything is rules and regulations. Military force has taken over.

Diego: When did all this happen?

Captain: A year ago, when the new comandante was appointed. I hate to disillusion you, but I have the feeling that you will soon wish that you had stayed in Spain.

Diego: Is it as bad as that?

Captain: Worse. But you will see for yourself. If you are bringing in anything of value, hide it. The soldiers at the customs house have a habit of confiscating anything they take a liking to.

Diego: Thank you for the warning.

Captain: We’ll be dropping anchor soon. I shall say good-bye when you disembark.

[In ship’s cabin with Bernardo]

Diego: Haven’t you finished packing yet? We’ll be going ashore soon.

[Bernardo points out window]

Diego: Yes, California is beautiful. Where did you put my father’s letters? I want to read the last one again.

[Diego opens letter]

Diego: “My dear son, it is with a heavy heart that I ask you to give up your studies and come home. Certain matters have arisen that I can no longer face alone.” You know how puzzled I’ve been over this? Well, now I know what he was trying to tell us. We’re heading for trouble, Bernardo.

[Bernardo signs shooting a bow and arrow]

Diego: No, no, not Indians, politicos. I have just learned that our pueblo is under the heel of a dictator. We are certain to be searched on our arrival. Burn this. No one must suspect that my father has summoned me home. We must find a way to deal with this tyrant.

[Bernardo signs stabbing with a sword]

Diego: Ah, the direct approach? No, Bernardo. When dealing with a powerful enemy we must play another game. You know the old proverb “When you cannot clothe yourself with the skin of the lion, put on that of the fox.” I must convince the new comandante that I am perfectly harmless, but how?

[Bernardo signs reading a book]

Diego: Ah! An excellent idea! Instead of a man of action, I shall become a man of letters. An innocent scholar, interested only in arts and sciences! Why these books that I am taking to the mission priest, they will be my most prized possession! Ha, ha!

[Diego looks in box]

Diego: Well, as for these fencing medals and trophies… They are no longer part of my life. Throw them overboard.

[Bernardo closes box]

Diego: No, Bernardo. Get rid of them. Here. This too. Go. Bernardo this is no time for sentiment. Throw them out!

[Bernardo throws trophies out window]

Diego: Now, get me my fanciest jacket. The one with the gold braid. And my walking stick. It shall be part of my new character.

[Bernardo signs asking what character he shall play]

Diego: You also, you also want to be something you are not? Very well. You shall play the fool!

[Bernardo pulls on his ears]

Diego: You want to pretend you cannot hear? Even better! You shall be the eyes and ears behind my back. From now on, you not only cannot speak, you hear nothing. Bravo, Bernardo.

[Coach drives into Los Angeles]

Diego: Cochero, why are we stopping here?

Cochero: All vehicles passing through Los Angeles must be inspected, patrón.

Diego: But this is an imposition. We have already gone through customs!

Sergeant García: All baggage to be opened! Passengers have their identity papers ready. Don Diego de la Vega! I thought you were still in Spain.

Diego: Obviously, I have returned sergeant. What is this nonsense about another inspection?

García: For you, Don Diego, a, a mere formality!

Diego: Oh, then my luggage does not have to be opened again?

García: Forgive me, please, but Capitán Monastario, he allows no exceptions.

Diego: Is, uh, he the new comandante?

García: Ah, for over a year now. Please, señor. He makes the orders, I only carry them out.

Diego: Very well then, sergeant, get on with it.

García: Sí.

[Diego signs to Bernardo to open the luggage]

García: What is this?

Diego: Oh, I’m instructing my mozo to remove the luggage.

García: He is deaf and dumb?

Diego: Since childhood, but he’s a remarkably good manservant.

García: Well, with your permission, Don Diego, I shall tell the comandante that you have arrived.

[García knocks on door to comandante’s office]

Capitán Monastario: ¡Pase!

García: Forgive the interruption, mi capitán.

Monastario: What is it?

García: Diego de la Vega, the son of Don Alejandro, has just returned from Spain.

Monastario: Very well, García. Have him wait, I will see him in a moment.

García: Yes, comandante.

Licenciado Piña: I don’t like it. Why has the son returned so unexpectedly?

Monastario: What difference does it make, licenciado?

Licenciado Piña: The de la Vega’s are the most important family in southern California. Do you think Don Alejandro called him back?

Monastario: Even if he did there’s nothing to worry about. If he is a troublemaker I shall handle him as I did all the others. Nothing shall stop me from being the richest man in all of California!

[Outside the cuartel]

García: Capitán Monastario will see you in a little moment, Don Diego.

Diego: Very well, sergeant. Would you mind helping my manservant with the luggage, please?

García: Sí, Don Diego, sí.

[Man guarded by soldiers rides into town]

García: Out of the way! Clear the street!

Diego: Sergeant García, that is my neighbor, Nacho Torres. Why is he being brought in?

García: ¿Quién sabe? Don Diego. The comandante ordered his arrest

Alcalde: One moment. Why have you taken this man prisoner?

Don Nacho Torres: Help me, señor alcalde. I am innocent!

Alcalde: What are the charges against you, Don Nacho?

Don Nacho: They accuse me of treason, but it is a lie. I dare to speak out against injustice.

Monastario: It is forbidden to speak to this prisoner. Take him inside and lock him up!

Alcalde: I must protest, capitán! This man is no criminal!

Monastario: Señor alcalde, this case is not a civil matter. The crime of treason comes under military jurisdiction.

[Monastario walks over to Diego]

Monastario: Are you Diego de la Vega?

Diego: At your service, comandante.

Monastario: Capitán Enrique Sanchez Monastario. I am sorry to inconvenience you.

Diego: No, comandante. As a matter of fact, it gave me the opportunity to finish this last chapter. The Effects of Moorish Culture on Spanish Poetry. Have you read it?

Monastario: No, I have not.

Diego: Oh, then I must lend it to you when I have finished.

Monastario: Thank you. Some other time. Would you please make yourself comfortable in my quarters? I shall not detain you long.

Licenciado Piña: Did he say why he has returned?

Monastario: I shall find out, but certainly we have nothing to fear from that fastidious señorito. Get back to the inn. We should not be seen together.

[Monastario sees Bernardo on the coach]

Monastario: What are you doing up there? You! Come down here! I’ll teach you to spy on me. Come down, I say! What are you doing here? Speak!

García: Your pardon, capitán, your pardon! But this man, he cannot answer you. He is deaf and dumb.

Monastario: Who is he?

García: Don Diego’s servant. He brought him from Spain.

Monastario: Are you certain he cannot hear?

García: Oh, positive. Watch this.

[to Bernardo]

García: You have the face of a donkey! You-you smell like a goat! Your father… you father was a baboon!

Monastario: Get on with the inspection, sergeant. And make sure to inspect carefully!

[García and Bernardo climb the carriage, Monastario fires a gun behind them]

García: Help!

Monastario: Carry on, sargento.

[Monastario enters his office again]

Monastario: I know you are anxious to be on your way home.

Diego: Yes, it’s been a most fatiguing day.

Monastario: Please fill out this brief declarations, if you don’t mind. Your return is rather unexpected, is it not? Your father gave the impression that you would be at the university another year.

Diego: Well, I decided to forgo it. There was an overemphasis on gymnastics, swordsmanship. Do you know there were even duels among some of the students.

Monastario: Really?

[Monastario swings his sword cutting the quill Diego is holding]

Monastario: Ooh! How this Toldeo blade sings. A thousand pardons, Don Diego. Your father would never forgive me if anything happened to you.

[García enters]

García: Sergeant García begs to report that the inspection is complete,  mi capitán.

Monastario: Good.

Diego: I trust you found no contraband?

García: Every trunk and bag seemed full of books. Heavy ones!

[Monastario hands García his sword]

García: What do you want me to do with this, capitán?

Monastario: Hang it in my quarters, stupid one!

García: Oh.

[Monastario turns away and Diego jabs him with the quill]

Monastario: Ow!

[Monastario turns to García]

Monastario: ¡Baboso! Put it away!

Diego: Well, I really must be going, comandante. It’s been very nice.

Monastario: Gracias, Señor de Vega.

[Coach stops in front of hacienda]

Juan: Welcome home, Don Diego!

Diego: Juan! It’s good to see you! Is this Pepito? How is my father? Have you taken good care of him?

Juan: We have tried, Don Diego.

Diego: Juan, this is Bernardo. He cannot speak nor hear but he would die for me if necessary. Show him where my room is.

Juan: Sí, patrón.

[Diego enters the gate]

Diego: Father!

Alejandro de la Vega: My son! It fills my heart to see you again! I send a boy to Spain, and a man returns! Diego, I have many things to tell you, but they can wait until you have changed and we have had supper. Come, your old room is waiting for you.

[In the sala Diego is playing the piano]

Diego: The vaqueros use to sing this as they rode home from work. You know, this piano needs tuning.

Alejandro: Are you not interested at all in what I have been telling you?

Diego: Extremely so, Father. I am sorry to find the situation so unpleasant.

Alejandro: Unpleasant? It is intolerable! The rancheros are being taxed out of existence. Those who cannot pay are flogged and thrown into prison. The Indians are torn from their families and forced into slave labor. All for the benefit of one man, Capitán Monastario!

Diego: I’ve met the gentleman.

Alejandro: Gentleman? Ha! He is a blackhearted scoundrel! If he remains in power, our country faces ruin. We must get rid of him, Diego! That’s why I called you home. Someone must do something!

Diego: You’re right, Father. I’m going to sit down and write a detailed letter of complaint to the governor!

Alejandro: It would never reach him. Monastario’s guards intercept all mail sent to Monterrey. Our neighbor, Nacho Torres dared to protest and this morning he was arrested for treason.

Diego: Well, have you, have you appealed to the civil authorities? Certainly we have rights under the law?

Alejandro: Monastario is the law! He brought in a crooked lawyer from Mexico City to make his crimes appear legal!

Diego: Then I fail to see what we can do.

Alejandro: We can stand up to him, fight him!

Diego: Calm yourself, Father. The use of force should be our last resort.

Alejandro: I hardly expected such...such discretion from a son of mine. You are tired, my boy. Go to your room and sleep on it. We shall discuss it tomorrow.

Diego: With your permission.

[In Diego’s room]

Diego: Bernardo, I’ve just had to do something I’m not very proud of, I’ve convinced my father that I’m a spineless weakling. And if I were to take open action, as he wants to do, his life would be in danger. Now I’m free to act alone. You remember what I said this morning? “If you cannot clothe yourself in the skin of the lion, put on that of the fox.” Well, from now on, I shall be Zorro, the fox!

[Diego carves a Z into a piece of sheet music]

[The next day Diego and Bernardo ride to the box canyon]

Diego: I’ve brought you out here to meet a third member, an ally. Like you he can be trusted to keep a secret, Bernardo. His name is Tornado. An old shepherd has been keeping him for me. He was a colt when I left.

[Diego walks to Tornado]

Diego: Tornado, Tornado. Come here. Here, Tornado. Come on, boy. Here, boy. That’s a good horse. I’ve got something for you. Come on. Here, I have a carrot for you. Here, boy. There. Yeah. It’s been such a long time, huh? Have you forgotten the tricks I taught you? Oh. You think you can kneel? Come on. Let’s see if you can kneel. Kneel, Tornado, kneel. Kneel, kneel. Good boy!

[Diego takes Tornado’s mane and leads him to Bernardo]

Diego: That’s a horse, huh? Well, Bernardo, our second mission is accomplished. Even my father wouldn’t recognize this horse. Tornado, you and I are going for a long ride tonight. Come, boy.

[Los Angeles plaza at night]

Town crier: Ten o’clock! On a warm summer night all is well!

[Monastario exits his office]

Monastario: Sergeant García!

García: At you orders, mi capitán!

Monastario: Bar the gate and dismiss the guard. Leave one patrol saddled. After final inspection, report to me.

García: Very good, señor comandante.

[García walks away]

García: Bar the gate!

[Monastario goes inside his office]

Licenciado Piña: How long must we wait?

Monastario: Half an hour or so. By then, everyone will be asleep.

Licenciado Piña: Suppose something goes wrong!

Monastario: You are more of an old woman than you are a lawyer. What can go wrong? And stop pacing about! You will make me nervous. Better still, wait in my quarters until the sergeant reports, and don’t worry!

[Zorro sneaks into the cuartel, García walks to the cells]

García: Well, Señor Torres, you are still here, I see. All safe and snug for the night, eh? Buenas noches, señor. Sleep well.

[Zorro sabotages the horse saddles, García enters Monastario’s office]

García: All prisoners accounted for, mi capitán.

Monastario: Is the prisoner Torres secure? He is a dangerous man, sergeant, full of much cunning.

García: I, myself, have just examined his cell.

Monastario: ¡Excelente! I will mention you in this report, García.

García: ¡Gracias, señor comandante!

Monastario: You may go to bed now, sergeant. And, leave your keys on the desk.

García: ¡Gracias, capitán!

[Zorro comes to the cell door]

Zorro: Señor Torres!

Don Nacho: Who are you?

Zorro: A friend. I’ve come to help you.

Don Nacho: God love you, friend, but how can you help me? I am chained like an animal.

Zorro: Who has the keys?

Don Nacho: Sergeant García.

Zorro: Then I will relieve him of them!

[In Monastario’s office]

Monastario: Now, in a little while, you will take the keys and release the prisoner.

Licenciado Piña: But won’t he suspect something?

Monastario: You are a lawyer. You will tell him you have reviewed his case and there has been a mistake. When he crosses the courtyard you will give the alarm. I will be waiting right here. It’s already in my report. “Fugitive shot while attempting to escape.”

[García’s quarters]

García: La la la la la lahhhhh

[Zorro puts his sword to García’s back]

Zorro: The slightest sound will be your last!

García: What do you want from me?

Zorro: The keys.

García: Keys?

Zorro: To the cell door and the prisoner’s chains.

García: The comandante has the keys. I just gave them to him.

Zorro: Get up! Go to the corner.

García: You’re not going to kill me, are you?

Zorro: Not unless you move. I’ll be standing right behind you!

[Licenciado Piña exits Monastario’s office and goes to the cell]

Licenciado Piña: I have good news for you, Señor Torres. I’ve come to set you free.

Don Nacho: Why are you releasing me now? You are the lawyer who signed the accusation papers.

Licenciado Piña: I have just discovered that the charges against you are false.

Zorro: Thank you, licenciado. You have most kindly solved the problem for us. I advise you to make no outcry. Señor Torres, I do not trust this lawyer. Chain him to the bars. Now, close his mouth. Now I suggest we take our leave over the wall. There’s a horse by the tree.

Don Nacho: Señor, who are you?

Zorro: A friend of the people. ¡El Zorro!

[Zorro carves a Z into the cell wall]

[Monastario exits his office and shoots at Zorro and Don Nacho then begins to duel Zorro]

Zorro: Escape while you can!

Monastario: Sergeant García! Sergeant García! García! Sergeant García!

[Monastario tries to stab Zorro but stabs the wall]

Zorro: Beautiful! Coupé to the wall. You must show me that again, comandante! Now would you please get inside the cell?

García: Lancers to arm! Our comandante is in danger!

Monastario: Who is that masked demon?

Licenciado Piña: I don’t know, he calls himself El Zorro.

Monastario: Zorro? The Fox. García, idiota, pick up your sword and fight!

[Zorro holds García at sword point]

García: Oh! Oh, señor.

Monastario: Lancers! To arms! To arms!

García: Please, señor.

Monastario: Fight!

[Zorro pushes García into a well]  

Monastario: Do not let him get away! After him! To your horses, stupid ones! They must not escape!

García: To horse! To horse!

Monastario: After them!

García: Open the gate!

[Zorro escapes the cuartel and rides to catch up with Don Nacho]

Zorro: Go to the mission at San Gabriel. Padre Felipe will give you asylum there.

Don Nacho: I do not know who you are, Señor Zorro, but I owe you my life. I will never forget.

End

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Hello!Can you give information about philip ii’s court and people that surrendered him in general?

Hello!

Sorry for the delay. I was pondering a lot drafting my answer how to respond to your question the best because firstly it’s too broad a matter to deal with it here, and, secondly, Philip’s biographies I have read don’t provide as much detailed information on the court under Philip as I would like. Also, I have to say - I haven’t done with reading about Philip and this is something I look forward to learn more about in future.

Anyway, here’s what I gathered. It covers the order after Philip’s return to Spain in 1559.

“The ‘court’ in Madrid had several functions. At the centre was the king, served by his household. There were satellite households, of the queen, the Infantas, and other immediate members of the royal family. Their combined personnel, adding on the staff in the stables and the guards, amounted to a small army. The theatre of their activities was the enlarged and reformed Alcázar [the royal palace, formerly fortress]. The king as chief actor brought three other spheres of activity into this scenario: the functioning of government, the management of diplomacy and ritual, and the direction of public entertainment. Fixing the king’s residence in Madrid gave for the first time in Spain’s history a permanent location for all these functions. (..)

Since the adoption of Burgundian ceremonial in 1548 the size of the royal household had grown enormously. The main component was the king’s household, divided into five main  units: household, kitchen, chapel, stables and cellar. Each unit was headed by a nobleman in charge of its administration. The household guard formed an additional unit. Other immediate members of the royal family had smaller households, all financed by the king. The most drastic innovation of these years was the large and expensive retinue which Elizabeth Valois brought and insisted on maintaining, although many of the servants were sent home a few weeks later. The Venetian ambassador felt that it was because ‘the Frenchmen were very ill-dressed, dirty, careless and disrespectful’. Elizabeth’s demands inflated the queen’s household into an entity almost as large as that of the king. (..)

The king’s court in his last dozen years suffered from a lack of social gaiety, due in part to the king’s poor health, in part to his absences and travels. But for the first twenty-five years of the reign there was no lack of vitality. (..) Three factors explain the vigorous life of the royal circle. Most nobles took the court seriously; the queens contributed enormously to social life; and the king himself had an active interest in music and entertainment. (..)

No European court could exist without a client nobility. The Spanish nobles continued to have immense military and economical resources, but these were threatened by rising costs and a high death-rate among heirs. The court offered hope, because it presented the chance of employment and influence, as well as contacts which could lead to marriage. For those who liked such things, there was also the life-style, a welcome relief after the monotony of the provinces. As Madrid grew, more and more nobles gravitated there. ‘It is terrible,’ the king commented, ‘that they all want to leave their estates and become residents of the court.’ A courtly society came into existence, with its own special rules and, later, its own literature. The court of the king, like the courts of the great nobility, was a theatre not only of ritual but also of entertainment, leisure and diversion. (..)

The contribution of the queens to court life was fundamental. Elizabeth of Valois from the beginning tried to reproduce the gaiety of the Renaissance court she had left behind. She enjoyed parties, masked balls, buffoonery, spectacles, outings to her palaces, and picnics. (..) In jousts, she played the part of liege lady to the three young court princes: Don Carlos, Don Juan of Austria, and the prince of Parma. It gave them a romantic scenario which in turn influenced their chivalric ideals. Elizabeth also contributed to the cultural life of court by her love of music, plays and art: she extended her personal patronage to Sanchez Coello and to the Italian Sofonisba. Anna’s [Philip’s fourth wife] role was more subdued and coincided more closely with that of Philip. In the absences of the king’s court, the queens had their own social life in Madrid. Anna loved comedies. In February 1571, she ‘enjoyed herself in the apartments of the princess [Philip’s sister Juana] at a comedy that she ordered to be performed there. At four in the afternoon the Infantas [Philip’s daughters] went to join the queen and enjoyed the play as though they were much older.’

The king’s sisters also played a crucial role. When the empress Maria came to reside in Madrid, she contributed powerfully to the prestige of a city which, during Philip’s absence in Lisbon, had no king. She set herself up in apartments in convent of the Descalzas, where she periodically put on musical entertainments. All visiting dignitaries to Madrid were obliged by protocol to make a formal visit to the empress before calling on any other official.

(..) In his youth as well as during his years abroad, he [Philip] had delighted in jousts and tourneys. The Amadis of Gaul was one of his favourite books (he later approved it as a set text for his son Philip when the latter began to learn French). Whenever possible he presided over tournaments at court. (..) The essential feature of the ‘court’ in Madrid was the royal household. If the king was away, he took most of his household with him. This turned the Alcázar into an empty shell, populated only by its staff, some government officials, and the household of any remaining member of the royal family (..) Practical factors, such as the sheer cost of moving around the kingdom, were beginning to distance European rulers from their subjects. Complex ceremonial further helped to isolate the king. Philip was deeply concerned for his people, but had little effective contact with them. He felt that his accessibility on feast-days, which he tried to maintain all his life, was adequate. (..) As often as feasible, he had his lunch ‘in public’. But this involved no more than lunching (alone) in one of the large reception rooms of the Alcázar, where members of the court and public might see him. (..) He made a rule of being accessible to private petitions while going to or from Sunday mass and deliberately walked slowly, so that people would have a chance to catch up with him.”

Henry Kamen, Philip of Spain

As you can see although Philip had made Madrid the capital city in 1561 he didn’t reside there permanently. He traveled considerably within his Iberian realms and moved among his country palaces which he improved, rebuilt or built - the Pardo, Aranjuez, Valsaín, also known as El Bosque de Segovia, and later, of course, El Escorial where he spent much time after 1571 - and which were located not far from Madrid. In his far distance journeys through the Iberian peninsula the large part of the court went with him but to his country palaces he usually took with himself a small entourage.

“Although Philip made Madrid his permanent administrative capital in 1561 he spent less than half his life there. He resided in his Aragonese lands for several months in 1563-4 and 1585-6, with a shorter visit in 1592; he toured Andalusia in 1570; and in 1580 he left for Portugal and spent three years away from Madrid. Teofilo Ruiz has stressed in A king travels that these long, slow royal progresses involved immense preparation and lavish urban spectacles that often left the king exhausted, and that each of them was ‘inextricably linked to the exercise and experience of power’. At other times the king travelled informally, moving rapidly between his country houses with a small entourage and sometimes alone as he tried to escape the bustle of his court, because ‘tranquility’, according to a Venetian ambassador in 1565, ‘is His Majesty’s greatest entertainment and relaxation’.”

Geoffrey Parker, Imprudent King: A New Life of Philip II

Beside Philip’s wives, sisters, and children at his court in various time periods lived also other his family members: Philip’s illegitimate half-brother Don Juan of Austria, Philip’s nephews Alessandro Farnese, the Duke of Parma, and Arch-Dukes Rudolf, Ernest, Albert and Wenceslas.

On the men who surrounded Philip at the beginning of his reign.

Philip’s closest friend and one of the most important advisers was Ruy Gómez de Silva (1516-1573). He was a Portuguese nobleman and had served Philip’s mother as a page. He and the Castilian nobleman Fernando Álvarez de Toledo, the Duke of Alba, were Philip’s most influential household officers. According to Patrick Williams:

“Technically, his power-base derived from his office of sumiller de corps [court officer in charge of supervising the dressing and undressing of a king and everything to do with the royal bedchamber], in which capacity he controlled the working of Philip’s household, but in reality he owed his political power to his personal relationship with the monarch. Philip had come to trust Ruy Gómez’s judgement and recognised that he needed his moral and practical support as he entered into his kingship. It may indeed have been to prevent Ruy Gomez from exercising too great an influence over Philip that Charles had placed Alba and Gómez in equally strong positions at the head of Philip’s household – Alba as his mayordomo mayor [chief officer of a household] and Ruy Gómez as his sumiller de corps. In England the two men began a struggle for influence that continued until Ruy Gómez ’s death.”

Patrick Williams, Philip II

Apart from this and other posts Philip also created Ruy Gómez the Prince of Éboli and Duke of Pastrana.

Philip’s the second perhaps closest friend after Ruy was Luis de Requesens (1528-1576), the son of Philip’s governor Juan de Zúñiga and his wife Estefanía de Requesens both of whom Philip held in high regard. Unlike Ruy Gómez  who was 11 years older than Philip Luis born in 1528 was almost of the same age as Philip and they grew up together, he was Philip’s chief page. He never acquired such power as Ruy Gómez  but Philip relied on him greatly and entrusted him important missions which often included controlling the behaviour of someone whose judgement Philip doubted. Philip created him the Grand Commander of Castile and he served Philip as a diplomat and soldier, as lieutenant general to Philip’s half-brother Don Juan suppressing the Morisco revolt, as viceroy of Milan and the Governor of the Netherlands (1573-76).

Among Philip’s personal confidants were also Gómez Suárez de Figueroa, Count and later Duke of Feria (his first representative to Elizabeth I), and don Antonio de Toledo.

Beside Ruy Gómez and the Duke of Alba important statesmen at the beginning of Philip’s reign (not counting those he left in the Netherlands) were: Philip’s secretary Gonzalo Pérez, Francisco de Eraso, secretary of the Council of Finance, Bartolomé de Carranza, Archbishop of Toledo, Fernando de Valdés, Archbishop of Seville and Inquisitor-General, Philip’s confessor Bernardo de Fresneda. During the 1560s a very influential figure was Cardinal Diego de Espinosa whom Philip appointed a member of the council of State, president of the council of Castile and Inquisitor-General. As very important government figures during the second half of the 1560s emerged Philip’s secretaries Antonio Pérez and Mateo Vázquez who was also Philip’s chaplain.

If you have means or access I recommend you to check Maria José Rodriguez-Salgado’s article 'The Court of Philip II of Spain' in R. Asch and A.M. Birke (Eds), Princes, Patronage and the Nobility: The Court at the Beginning of the Modern Age, c.1450-1650 and The Courtier and the King: Ruy Gómez de Silva, Philip II, and the Court of Spain by James M. Boyden.

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The Petty Tyrant

“Any encounter with a petty tyrant, even a small one is damaging and offensive for ordinary people. However, what really finishes us off is not so much any real damage inflicted but a feeling offense and humiliation that arises from taking ourselves too seriously. If we examine the petty tyrants in our lives, we should ask what damage they really cause us. A sober observation will reveal that the real enemy is within ourselves. It is our self-importance that is poking us inside when we find ourselves in a situation that is disagreeable to the ego. A warrior could suffer physical damage but would in no way be offended by the actions of a petty tyrant. A warrior could be struck physically but would not feel humiliated. This extra energy not spent on self-importance is precisely the advantage the warrior has over the petty tyrant, whose principal characteristic—and weak point—is taking him or herself with deadly seriousness. With this extra energy a warrior maintains strategy, control, and the ability to observe, then places traps and waits. The warrior triumphs in the end, having achieved the tempering of his or her spirit.”

The Teachings of Don Carlos - Victor Sanchez