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The wealthiest president in US history will be competing for the presidential seat in 2024, what can Americans hope

The wealthiest president in US history will be competing for the presidential seat in 2024, what can Americans hope

The list of American presidents by peak net worth is rather diverse. Presidents’ net value is frequently less than zero after they pass away due to debt and depreciation. Before 1845, the majority of presidents, particularly Andrew Jackson and George Washington, were enormously wealthy and reported as the wealthiest presidents in the US until 2015. Except for Harry S. Truman, all presidents…

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Top 10 Richest Men In The World and Their Net Worth (2022)

Top 10 Richest Men In The World and Their Net Worth (2022)

Top 10 Richest Men In The World and Their Net Worth (2022) Get the List of the World’s Richest People Elon Musk, CEO of Tesla, is the richest person in the world, with a net worth of $239.3 billion as of 9 February 2022. And Adani is now the world’s third richest person. Continue reading to see the most recent Worlds Billionaires lists and Richest People in the World. List of the top ten…

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[BBC is UK State Media]

Truong My Lan is charged with taking out $44bn (£35bn) in loans from the Saigon Commercial Bank. Prosecutors say $27bn may never be recovered.[...]

The evidence is in 104 boxes weighing a total of six tonnes [!!!]. Eighty-five defendants are on trial with Truong My Lan, who denies the charges. She and 13 others face a possible death sentence.

"There has never been a show trial [sic] like this, I think, in the communist era," says David Brown, a retired US state department official with long experience in Vietnam. "There has certainly been nothing on this scale."

The trial is the most dramatic chapter so far in the "Blazing Furnaces" anti-corruption campaign led by the Communist Party Secretary-General, Nguyen Phu Trong.

A conservative [sic] ideologue [sic] steeped in Marxist theory, Nguyen Phu Trong believes that popular anger over untamed corruption poses an existential threat to the Communist Party's monopoly on power. He began the campaign in earnest in 2016 after out-manoeuvring the then pro-business prime minister to retain the top job in the party.

The campaign has seen two presidents and two deputy prime ministers forced to resign, and hundreds of officials disciplined or jailed. Now one of the country's richest women could join their ranks.[...]

Although Vietnam is best known outside the country for its fast-growing manufacturing sector, as an alternative supply chain to China, most wealthy Vietnamese made their money developing and speculating in property.

All land is officially state-owned. Getting access to it often relies on personal relationships with state officials. Corruption escalated as the economy grew, and became endemic.

By 2011, Truong My Lan was a well-known business figure in Ho Chi Minh City, and she was allowed to arrange the merger of three smaller, cash-strapped banks into a larger entity: Saigon Commercial Bank.

Vietnamese law prohibits any individual from holding more than 5% of the shares in any bank. But prosecutors say that through hundreds of shell companies and people acting as her proxies, Truong My Lan actually owned more than 90% [!!!] of Saigon Commercial.

They accuse her of using that power to appoint her own people as managers, and then ordering them to approve hundreds of loans to the network of shell companies she controlled.

The amounts taken out are staggering. Her loans made up 93% [!!!] of all the bank's lending.

According to prosecutors, over a period of three years from February 2019, she ordered her driver to withdraw 108 trillion Vietnamese dong, more than $4bn (£2.3bn) in cash from the bank, and store it in her basement.

That much cash, even if all of it was in Vietnam's largest denomination banknotes, would weigh two tonnes.[!!!!!][...]

David Brown believes she was protected by powerful figures who have dominated business and politics in Ho Chi Minh City for decades. And he sees a bigger factor in play in the way this trial is being run: a bid to reassert the authority of the Communist Party over the free-wheeling business culture of the south.

"What Nguyen Phu Trong and his allies in the party are trying to do is to regain control of Saigon, or at least stop it from slipping away.[...]

faster growth in Vietnam almost inevitably means more corruption [sic]. Fight corruption too much [sic], and you risk extinguishing a lot of economic activity.

10 Apr 24

[probablyasocialecologist]

The discretionary carbon footprints of the 1% are not only unjust on a symbolic level. They are also quite literally a material cause of the climate crisis. Researchers estimate that more than half of the emissions generated by humanity since our emergence on this planet have been emitted since 1990. But in these past 30 years, the emissions of the poorest 50% of people have grown hardly at all: They represented a little under 7% of global emissions in 1990, and they remain a little over 7% of global emissions today. By contrast, the richest 10% of people are responsible for 52% of cumulative global emissions — and the 1% for a full 15%. This means that the richest 63 million are producing fully double the dangerous greenhouse gases that half of all humanity, or nearly four billion people, emit. When scientists include the embodied emissions — or what it takes to make the products bought by the rich — in the calculation of their individual carbon footprints, the numbers become even more grotesque: That makes the average carbon footprint of the richest more than 75 times higher than that of the poorest. An estimate looking into 20 of the most prominent billionaires in the U.S. and Europe found that their carbon footprints in 2018 ranged from about 1,000 metric tons to nearly 32,000.

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As Bloomberg News recently reported, the personal emissions of the top 0.001% — those with at least $129.2 million in wealth — are so large that these people’s individual consumption decisions “can have the same impact as nationwide policy interventions.” And the super-rich are not reducing their individual carbon footprints voluntarily. On the contrary. In 2021, sales of superyachts, by far the most polluting luxury asset, surged by 77%.

19 April 2022

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Reactions to The Unknown's Chapter 352

Brief summary: Group arrives at Earth 3's Sun God's temple. They meet a Sun God follower who briefs them with the current situation.

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Okay, I've accepted it. We really are in the New World arc now. Or should I call it the Earth 3 arc? Because it seems like it will not only be New World that is the stage. We'll be delving into the politics of presidential elections!

The group arrived at the temple of Sun God in Earth 3. They were greeted by Choi Seon Hee, a follower of the Sun God, and the CEO of Sun Corporation, Ltd. The Sun God had asked her to treat Alberu with respect, but Alberu pointed to Cale as their leader.

To summarize the info dump:

The temple was called the "Sun Building", a 25-floor building privately owned by the Sun God.

Sun Building served as an "adaptation place" for otherworlders.

The Sun God church owned Sun Corporation, Ltd., which was an investment company.

Sun Corporation, Ltd. was not much known to the public, but well-known to investors and the like.

Sun God was the largest shareholder of Sun Corporation, Ltd.

Choi Seon Hee was its CEO, but also the manager of the Sun God's personal assets.

Sun God was rich, her personal wealth alone made her one of the Top 10 richest person in the world.

Sun Corporation, Ltd. owned several tall buildings in the prime land of Roan's capital, and had enough wealth to not use those buildings and leave it all empty.

A president in Roan could have 4 terms.

Ahn Roh Man was a beloved president, and was running for reelection for his 4th term.

But public wanted change, especially when the honorary chairman of Transparent Co., Ltd. announced their intent to run for president a month ago, leading to a sharp decline of Ahn Roh Man's chance of being reelected.

In short, Sun God was really rich. And this led to Cale praising the Sun God, with GoD grumbling in the background. 🤣🤣🤣

Alberu and Rosalyn were understandably fascinated by the modern technology of Earth 3. But Cale, Alberu, and Rosalyn were also planning to join the political scene in Roan, perhaps to help Ahn Roh Man secure his 4th term as the president, by using the Sun God's massive wealth.

There was also GoD's comment that the Earth 3 world ignored his calls, making Cale and Alberu suspect that Earth 3 had allied with GoC and the hunters.

And how was Choi Seon Hee related to the Chois? Was her family the Earth 3 equivalent of the Choi family? Was that why CJG could easily use the Sun Building's portal to cross worlds when he stole Taerang back then?

Ending Remarks This was an introduction to Earth 3, so we got an info dump. Next chapter would be a reveal of Cale's plans in Earth 3.

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Pickup Lines (HC)

Fandom: Obey Me

Pairing: DB, Royals, Simeon, Solomon, Thirteen with gn!Reader

Warning: Corny? Lol. Minors don't look under the cut.

Prompt: Which pickup lines would he use for you?

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Lucifer

"Do you have a name, or can I call you mine?"

“If you were words on a page, you’d be fine print."

"Are you a dictionary? Because you add meaning to my life."

Mammon

"Hey, are you a bank loan? Because you've got my interest, and I can't help but want to invest in you."

"If beauty were money, you'd be the richest person alive."

"If looks could buy, you'd bankrupt me in an instant."

Levi

"Are you a rare drop? Because ever since I met you, I feel like I've found the ultimate loot."

"Are you a cheat code? Because meeting you feels like I've unlocked a special power-up."

"If love were a game, you'd be my final boss."

Satan

"If you were a cat, you'd be a purr-fect 10."

"Do you believe in love at first chapter? Because ever since I met you, I can't stop thinking about the next page of our story."

"If you were a cat, you'd definitely have nine lives because one lifetime wouldn't be enough to spend with someone as special as you."

Asmo

"Are you made of diamonds? Because you shine brighter than any gem."

"Are you a mirror? Because when I look at you, I see the reflection of my dreams."

"If beauty were a crime, you'd be serving a life sentence."

Beelzebub

"If you were a fruit, you'd be a fineapple."

"If you were a cookie, you'd be a fortune cookie, because meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me."

"Are you a campfire? Because you're hot, and I want s'more."

Belphegor

"Are you a dream? Because every time I'm with you, I never want to wake up."

"Are you a cozy blanket? Because being with you feels like a warm hug."

"If sleep were a journey, you'd be the sweetest dream I've ever had."

Diavolo

"Are you a rose? Because just like its petals, your beauty is timeless and enchanting."

"If you were a kingdom, I'd gladly pledge my allegiance to you."

"Are you a royal decree? Because you've commanded my attention since the moment I laid eyes on you."

Simeon

"If you were a star in the sky, you'd be the most radiant one, outshining all the others."

"Do you have a map? Because I seem to have lost my way, and you're the only one guiding me towards the light."

"Are you a sunrise? Because every time I see you, you bring a new dawn to my day."

Barbatos

“I couldn't help noticing how captivating your smile is. It brightens up the entire room."

"Are you a puzzle? Because I'm intrigued by the challenge of figuring you out."

"If you were a vegetable, you'd be a cute-cumber."

Solomon

"Do you believe in magic? Because ever since you walked into my life, it feels like you've cast a spell on me."

"Are you eternity? Because with you, every moment feels like it lasts forever."

"Are you a scientist? Because you've just discovered the formula to my heart."

Thirteen

"Are you a lost soul? Because you've wandered into the realm of my heart."

"If you were a dessert, you'd be the cherry on top of my day."

"Are you a cupcake? Because you're cute, sweet, and I can't get enough of you."

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Lucifer

"Are you a teapot? Because I'd love to steep with you and pour out all my secrets."

Mammon

"Are you a stock market? Because every time I think of you, my investments just keep rising."

Levi

"Are you a controller? Because I'd love to be in your hands."

Satan

"Are you a book? Because I can't seem to put you down, and I keep wanting to explore every page of you."

Asmo

"Are you a work of art? Because I can't help but admire every curve and contour of your beauty, and I'd love to explore you like a masterpiece."

Beelzebub

"Are you a marshmallow? Because I want to roast you over my fire."

Belphegor

"Are you a bed? Because I'd love to climb on top of you."

Diavolo

Dinner first, or can we go straight for dessert?

Simeon

Do you want to commit a sin for your next confessional?

Barbatos

"Are you a baker? Because you've got some buns that I'd love to knead."

Solomon

I’m not feeling myself today. Can I feel you instead?

Thirteen

"Are you a rainstorm? Because you make me wet.”

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With the exceptions of North Korea and Cuba, the communist world has merged onto the capitalist highway in a couple different ways during the twenty-first century. As you’ve read, free-trade imperialism and its cheap agricultural imports pushed farmers into the cities and into factory work, lowering the global price of manufacturing labor and glutting the world market with stuff. Forward-thinking states such as China and Vietnam invested in high-value-added production capacity and managed labor organizing, luring links from the global electronics supply chain and jump-starting capital investment. Combined with capital’s hesitancy to invest in North Atlantic production facilities, as well as a disinclination toward state-led investment in the region, Asian top-down planning erased much of the West’s technological edge. If two workers can do a single job, and one worker costs less, both in wages and state support, why pick the expensive one? Foxconn’s 2017 plan to build a U.S. taxpayer–subsidized $10 billion flat-panel display factory in Wisconsin was trumpeted by the president, but it was a fiasco that produced zero screens. The future cost of labor looks to be capped somewhere below the wage levels many people have enjoyed, and not just in the West.

The left-wing economist Joan Robinson used to tell a joke about poverty and investment, something to the effect of: The only thing worse than being exploited by capitalists is not being exploited by capitalists. It’s a cruel truism about the unipolar world, but shouldn’t second place count for something? When the Soviet project came to an end, in the early 1990s, the country had completed world history’s biggest, fastest modernization project, and that didn’t just disappear. Recall that Cisco was hyped to announce its buyout of the Evil Empire’s supercomputer team. Why wasn’t capitalist Russia able to, well, capitalize? You’re already familiar with one of the reasons: The United States absorbed a lot of human capital originally financed by the Soviet people. American immigration policy was based on draining technical talent in particular from the Second World. Sergey Brin is the best-known person in the Moscow-to-Palo-Alto pipeline, but he’s not the only one.

Look at the economic composition of China and Russia in the wake of Soviet dissolution: Both were headed toward capitalist social relations, but they took two different routes. The Russian transition happened rapidly. The state sold off public assets right away, and the natural monopolies such as telecommunications and energy were divided among a small number of skilled and connected businessmen, a category of guys lacking in a country that frowned on such characters but that grew in Gorbachev’s liberalizing perestroika era. Within five years, the country sold off an incredible 35 percent of its national wealth. Russia’s richest ended the century with a full counterrevolutionary reversal of their fortunes, propelling their income share above what it was before the Bolsheviks took over. To accomplish this, the country’s new capitalists fleeced the most vulnerable half of their society. “Over the 1989–2016 period, the top 1 percent captured more than two-thirds of the total growth in Russia,” found an international group of scholars, “while the bottom 50 percent actually saw a decline in its income.” Increases in energy prices encouraged the growth of an extractionist petro-centered economy. Blood-covered, teary, and writhing, infant Russian capital crowded into the gas and oil sectors. The small circle of oligarchs privatized unemployed KGB-trained killers to run “security,” and gangsters dominated politics at the local and national levels. They installed a not particularly well-known functionary—a former head of the new intelligence service FSB who also worked on the privatization of government assets—as president in a surprise move on the first day of the year 2000. He became the gangster in chief.

Vladimir Putin’s first term coincided with the energy boom, and billionaires gobbled up a ludicrous share of growth. If any individual oligarch got too big for his britches, Putin was not beyond imposing serious consequences. He reinserted the state into the natural monopolies, this time in collaboration with loyal capitalists, and his stranglehold on power remains tight for now, despite the outstandingly uneven distribution of growth. Between 1980 and 2015, the Russian top 1 percent grew its income an impressive 6.2 percent per year, but the top .001 percent has maintained a growth rate of 17 percent over the same period. To invest these profits, the Russian billionaires parked their money in real estate, bidding up housing prices, and stashed a large amount of their wealth offshore. Reinvestment in Russian production was not a priority—why go through the hassle when there were easier ways to keep getting richer?

While Russia grew billionaires instead of output, China saw a path to have both. As in the case of Terry Gou, the Chinese Communist Party tempered its transition by incorporating steadily increasing amounts of foreign direct investment through Hong Kong and Taiwan, picking partners and expanding outward from the special economic zones. State support for education and infrastructure combined with low wages to make the mainland too attractive to resist. (Russia’s population is stagnant, while China’s has grown quickly.) China’s entry into the World Trade Organization, in 2001, gave investors more confidence. Meanwhile, strong capital controls kept the country out of the offshore trap, and state development priorities took precedence over extraction and get-rich-quick schemes. Chinese private wealth was rechanneled into domestic financial assets—equity and bonds or other loan instruments—at a much higher rate than it was in Russia. The result has been a sustained high level of annual output growth compared to the rest of the world, the type that involves putting up an iPhone City in a matter of months. As it has everywhere else, that growth has been skewed: only an average of 4.5 percent for the bottom half of earners in the 1978–2015 period compared to more than 10 percent for the top .001 percent. But this ratio of just over 2–1 is incomparable to Russia’s 17–.5 ration during the same period.

Since the beginning of the twenty-first century, certain trends have been more or less unavoidable. The rich have gotten richer relative to the poor and working class—in Russia, in China, in the United States, and pretty much anywhere else you want to look. Capital has piled into property markets, driving up the cost of housing everywhere people want to live, especially in higher-wage cities and especially in the world’s financial centers. Capitalist and communist countries alike have disgorged public assets into private pockets. But by maintaining a level of control over the process and slowing its tendencies, the People’s Republic of China has built a massive and expanding postindustrial manufacturing base.

It’s important to understand both of these patterns as part of the same global system rather than as two opposed regimes. One might imagine, based on what I’ve written so far, that the Chinese model is useful, albeit perhaps threatening, in the long term for American tech companies while the Russian model is irrelevant. Some commentators have phrased this as the dilemma of middle-wage countries on the global market: Wages in China are going to be higher than wages in Russia because wages in Russia used to be higher than wages in China. But Russia’s counterrevolutionary hyper-bifurcation has been useful for Silicon Valley as well; they are two sides of the same coin. Think about it this way: If you’re a Russian billionaire in the first decades of the twenty-first century looking to invest a bunch of money you pulled out of the ground, where’s the best place you could put it? The answer is Palo Alto.

Malcolm Harris, Palo Alto

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Mystery Man At Mel’s Party In Marina

“Grab’s waiting.” Max called out to his sister impatiently.

“Yeah, okay. Don’t need to nag like mum. We are in time for the party.” Mel responded, pissed. She looked at her twin brother who was dressed in a burgundy casual jacket over a tight white t-shirt and black jeans. He had even put on CK One as the familiar scent reached her nose. Her brother had been working out in the gym. She had not realised before but the time and effort seemed to have paid off. Max was sporting larger biceps, a broader chest and chiseled abs. What a sexy body, she thought to herself, her irritation at her brother already subsiding by the sight of the muscular body.

Max and Mel had been invited to Leonard’s party last week and since then, he had been looking forward to it. Leonard was one of the richest guy in their class. He drives a silver Porsche 911 to school and wears branded stuff from head to toe. At the end of every semester, he would throw a party at some posh hotel. Everyone wants to be invited to his parties as it was rumoured to be wild and extravagant. But Leonard is very selective and only about 10 to 20 people are invited each year. The pretty girls in the class are often on top of his list. But Leonard changes his girlfriends so often that many are already struck off the list.

Mel was lucky this year to be in Leonard’s group for his Marketing class. As usual, she worked hard on the project and despite the rest of the group doing the bare minimum, they managed to get a Distinction for the module. Leonard was so pleased to get his first Distinction in his university life that he had reserved a place for Mel.

When Leonard heard that Mel had a twin brother in their class, he was surprised that two very different persons can be so closely related. “How can you be twins? You don’t look alike? Fuck! You are not even of the same gender.” Leonard had asked Max.“So, does that mean Mel has a dick?” Max was happy to go along with the joke and this endeared him to Leonard. Before the end of the semester, he found he to had an invitation to the party.

Max looked at Mel who was dressed in a long, shimmering blue dress, her front drawn low to expose the deep cleavage and ample breasts. A thin black belt accentuated her hourglass figure, spotlighting her assets. His cock stirred. Fuck! He told himself. That’s your sister. But a devilish voice responded immediately. That’s natural. You are only a man. Remember. The greatest queen of Egypt, Cleopatra, married her own brother.

Max shook off the thoughts. After spending one semester reading Egyptian history as an elective and that was what he remembered? What a waste of time. Back to the present, Max, he told himself resolutely.

An hour later, they stepped into the presidential suite at a hotel in the Marina Bay Area. Most of the guests were already there.

“Mel!” Nicole, Mel’s best friend shouted across the room. Nicole hurried over with champagne glasses in her hands. “Here! Take one! This is very nice!” Nicole seemed a little intoxicated as she swayed lightly on her feet. She must have arrived much earlier and helped herself to too many drinks. Nicole’s boyfriend, Abdul, walked behind her and held her by the waist, bending down to give her a quick peck on her cheeks. “You okay?” Abdul asked. “Yes, Sir!” Nicole responded. Abdul was an Army regular and took a scholarship to further his studies in the university. He was in his early forties and Mel was surprised when Nicole told her that they were together. “Why? You have a thing for father-figure?” Mel had asked Nicole. “Nope. I have a thing for military uniforms. He looked so cool in that uniform. And, of course being older, he knows a few more things when it comes to sex.” Nicole confessed. “You slut!” Mel laughed at Nicole. “You should try an older man some day, Mel. Preferably a Malay. They are circumcised and feel different from Chinese cocks.” Nicole was a self-professed sex expert.

“Hey Max! Come over here! I got something to show you.” Leonard, the host of the party had emerged from the bedroom. A group of guys had gathered around him and they seemed to be passing something small around, laughing nervously. Mel was curious and walked over to the group. When the group saw them approaching, they popped something into their mouth, washed it down with drinks and dispersed quickly. “What’s that?” Mel pulled Max over, whispering harshly. “Are you taking drugs?” Max pushed Mel’s hand away. “It is not what you think it is. Just something fun and harmless. Legit, okay?”

Mel was not convinced She walked over to Leonard who was now sitting in the sofa, looking out towards a floor-to-ceiling glassed window overlooking the Marian Bay Area, lighted by the street and building lights. It was a beautiful sight that only those with the money can buy. She sat down next to Leonard, her sisterly instinct kicking in. “Leonard, what did you give Max? Is it drugs?” Leonard turned and smiled at her. “You want some?” Mel was aware that several people around them including Leonard’s latest girlfriend Cheries was looking at her in amusement. “No. I mean I am not prudish or anything. I have taken them before. I just want to know.” Leonard laughed in his usual cocky manner. “Then it doesn’t matter.” He ignored her and took a sip from his drink.

Cherie seemed to be jealous that Mel had sat next to her boyfriend. She moved closer to Leonard, pressing her body against his, her arms wrapped protectively around him, signalling to Mel that she should move away as Leonard belongs to her.

“Look, Mel! Don’t worry, okay. It is a party! Just have fun.” Leonard leaned further back on the sofa. Cherie decided to take things up a notch further. She unzipped Leonard’s pants, took out his cock and started sucking on it. She was adamant to let Mel know that Leonard belongs to him.

Mel took the hint and turned to get up from the sofa. But Leonard pulled her down back on the sofa. He looked at her with half-closed eyes, obviously enjoying Cherie’s blowjob. He put a hand around her neck and pulled her closer to him, whispering “It was Viagra. I gave all the boys Viagra. You don’t need Viagra, do you?” He laughed, cockily, seeing everything as a big joke. He took out a small pill box from his jacket and popped out two red pills. “But you may want one of this. It is good.” He shoved one into Mel’s hands and lifting Cherie’s head from his cock, popped one into her mouth. Cherie seemed to know what the pill was. She washed the pill down with her drink before resuming with her blowjob.

Mel realised that her other classmates were looking at her. Feeling pressured, she popped the pill into her mouth as nonchalantly as she could and washed it down with champagne. She did not know what it was, but it cannot be too bad. No one has died or got into trouble at Leonard’s parties before. Anyway, Cheries has taken it too, she reasoned. But she was curious. What was it she has taken.

“How are you feeling?” Leonard asks her. “Fine. I don’t feel anything. Was it a placebo? You up to your silly tricks again?” Mel came to a sudden realisation that it may be another one of Leonard’s silly pranks. “It is an aphrodisiac for women. I thought you may be envious that Max has Viagra so I gave you something that it more appropriate for you.” Leonard laughed. “Not working, Leonard. I have no inclination to have sex.” Mel tried to sound cool.

But the pill seemed to be affecting Cherie. Her face was flushed and she had started taking off her clothes. When she took off her bra and panties, the guests hooted with joy. She proceeded to remove Leonard’s clothes before straddling him reverse cowboy style while Leonard was still seated on the sofa. She was bouncing herself on his stiff cock, as she moaned in pleasure. Some of the other guests took the opportunity to hug and kiss each other, catching up with the main act.

Mel had a first row seat to the show put up by Leonard and Cherie. Leonard was still holding on to her hand and it felt warm and comfortable. With his clothes off, Mel realised that Leonard had quite a muscular and sexy body. She touched his chest, enjoying the smooth touch of his skin, before resting on his hard nipple. Without realising it, she was already sucking on his nipple, her arms caressing his body.

Leonard grunted, shoving his hips upwards against Cherie, as he flooded her with his man juice. He held on to her, enjoying the last bit of pleasure as his cock pulsed with pleasure. When his cock had been drained, he pushed Cherie off to the floor and pulled Mel down to suck on his cock. As Mel started sucking on his cock, he deftly moved his arms under her long dress and removed her panties. His fingers found her love hole. Expertly, he pried them open with his fingers before inserting them in slowly. Mel gasped in pleasure as his fingers drew love juice from with her.

This time, Leonard wanted a cowgirl position. He helped Mel removed her dress before getting her to straddle facing him. Mel was surprised that Leonard could get hard again so quickly after having just fucked Cherie. His cock found her hole easily and slid into her. Leonard’s cock was providing so much pleasure that she blacked out for an instance. When she came to, Leonard was guzzling on her breasts like a baby while she was riding on his cock. Cherie was still lying on the floor after her session with Leonard. But one guy was eating her pussy and the other was trying to get her to give him a blowjob. Before she could see if the guy was successful in getting his cock into Cherie’s unconscious mouth, she was pushed by Leonard. She was now leaning upside down, her hands on the floor for support. Leonard had decided to stand up and do a pile driver. Her hands were too weak to support her but Leonard was holding on to her legs, pulling her upwards while he drove his cock deep down into her. She screamed as the cock went in so deep that her juices splashed out. It was the largest surge of orgasmic pleasure that she ever felt. She blacked out again.

When she woke up, she was on the floor, Cherie was not around any more. She vaguely remember Leonard laughing in her ear. “The pill is working very well, it seems. Have fun. The night is still young.” She tried to sit up but found herself too weak. As she crawled towards the sofa, someone held on to her ass. Before she could turn around to see who it was, she felt a hard cock being shoved into her love hole. She winced with pleasure. Her vagina had become so sensitive that there was too much pleasure for her to handle. She collapsed, her hands no longer able to support her. But this only lifted her ass, allowing the person behind her to shove his cock deeper into her. She moaned, letting herself succumb to the pleasure.

There was nothing else to do as she was too weak to move away. As she was being fucked from behind, she tried to look around her. It seems a full fuck fest was going on. Everywhere, her friends were making out. On the sofa. On the floor. On the bar. Against the wall. And she saw Cherie sandwiched fucked by two guys. She tried to see if the guy behind was fucking Cherie’s ass or was Cherie taking in two cocks in her cunt. But the guy fucking her had increased his pace. She closed her eyes as she released another round of her juice, wetting the carpet. The guy slapped her ass, as he also followed her, releasing his love juice next to hers on the carpet. Mel laid down exhausted. She turned around and saw that the person who had just fucked her was Teck Meng.

Fuck. She cursed herself. Teck Meng was nerdy, fat and pimply. But he was also brilliant in his studies. Leonard probably invited him to the party so that he can borrow his notes or get him to help him with his assignments. She needed to get away. It will be bad for her reputation if anyone saw her being fucked by Teck Meng. There will be no end to the snide remarks and callous jokes.

She managed to get to the sofa and lifted herself up. She walked unsteadily towards the bar and tried to sit down on one of the high stools. She lost her balance and almost fell but were grabbed by a pair of muscular hands. “You okay?” It was Abdul. “Yes, Sir!” Mel replied. Why was she mimicking Nicole, Mel thought to herself. It was weird. Like everyone else in the room, Abdul was naked. Nicole was right. Abdul’s circumcised cock looked different. “Fuck me, Sir!” Mel was surprised at what came out of her mouth. Was she crazy? Did she say that because she wanted Abdul’s cock? How can she betray Nicole like that?

But it was too late. Abdul had accepted the invitation and swept down, hugging her tightly and kissing her, his tongue invading every single crevice he could find. His hands attacked her breasts, squeezing them and pinching her nipples, sending her into waves of pleasure. He moved down quickly, squatting in front of her, licking and sucking her vagina as she tried to balance herself on the high stool while lost in her pleasure. Nicole was right. Abdul knows one or two things about giving pleasure. She has never felt this way before. Before long, she came again, squirting her love juice all over Abdul’s head, as she held tightly on to his short hair, her legs clamping hard against him, as her pleasure rode out in waves.

“My turn.” Abdul whispered softly as he carried Mel up in his strong muscular arms. He took Mel’s seat and sat her down on his cock, reverse cowgirl style. As Abdul leaned forwards, he turned Mel’s head up and kissed her. His hand supported her body, squeezing her breasts as he did so. As he pushed his cock into her, he pushed her forwards, allowing his cock to enter deeper into Mel. Mel gasped, as his cock brushed hard against her upper vagina walls, pressing against her pleasure points repeatedly. She was facing the window with the view of Marina Bay. There were fewer vehicles on the road now. It must be getting late. It was then that she caught sight of Nicole. She was lying side by side with Leonard near the window, doing a 69. She turned around to look at Abdul, hoping that he did not see Nicole cheating on him.

“Don’t think too much.” Abdul seemed to sense what was on Mel’s mind. “Everyone is just having fun at the party.” He pushed her down and stood up. Mel had her hands on the floor and her thighs held high by Abdul. In a wheelbarrow position, Abdul pushed deep into Mel, thrusting deeper with each stroke, eliciting screams of pleasure, each louder than the last. Mel was writhing in pleasure as her juices squirted uncontrollably out of her, each wave larger than the last. She tried to stay conscious but again she blacked out as her body could not take it any more. By the time she regained consciousness, she was lying on the floor near the bar. Abdul was nowhere to be found.

She laid down for a while, looking at her friends who seemed to be still engaged in sex all around the room. She sat up and saw a pair of legs jutting up from behind the bar. She crew over, curious to know who was behind the bar. It was Qing Long, the exchange student from China. He played basketball for his university and was very tall at 1.9 metres. Mel had avoided talking to him because his height always made her feel intimated. But now that he is lying down, he actually looked quite cute with his boyish charm and pale skin. The thing that most interested Mel was his cock. It looked so thick and long, and it was not even hard yet. Maybe tall guys have longer and larger dicks?

Mel could not stop herself and started sucking on it. She was getting to be quite a slut. As she sucked on it, she could feel it growing harder and longer. She was going to give up when she felt a hand stroking her hair. She turned and saw that Qing Long had woken up and was now sitting up. He smiled at her and helped her on her feet. Pressing her against the wall, he pushed his hard cock into her, fucking her in a standing position. Mel gasped as the long thick cock penetrated her. This was too good. But he was too tall and had to bend his knees awkwardly. He lifted both of her legs, carrying her. Her whole body was now resting on his cock, forcing her to accept his whole length. Mel blacked out again as the cock reached deeper than any other cock before Qing Long’s. She felt her vagina gagging, just like she would gag when taking in too large a cock in her mouth. She held onto Qing Long tightly, begging him to finish quickly, as she could not take it any more. He responded by banging her hard against the wall, finishing violently, in several hard, deep strokes. He released her, setting her down onto the floor. Mel was exhausted as she watched Qing Long’s man juice flow out of her sore vagina.

“You done?” It was Bryan, another exchange student from Finland. He had been popular with the girls, with his blonde hair and blue eyes. Qing Long nodded and walked away. Without even asking Mel, he pulled her up and led her into the bedroom. The bedroom was dark and was lit up by the lights of the main room when the door was opened. Mel could see several bodies on the large bed and on the floor, engaged in sex. Familiar, soft, moaning noises were heard throughout the room. It was an orgy over here.

But Bryan did not intend to share her. He pushed her into the bathroom where it was empty and brightly lit. He turned her to face the mirror over the sink, parted her legs and started fucking her from behind. Mel could see herself in the mirror. There were patches of dried sperm all over her body, including on her hair and face. Bryan was squeezing her breasts but he did not look as if he was interested in her. From the mirror, Mel realised Bryan was a selfish lover, only interested in his own pleasure. He was just staring at his own cock plunging her hole, not even looking at her. Thrusting without much emotion, he came quickly, took his cock out, and left the bathroom without another word.

Mel was disappointed. She did not feel any pleasure from this fuck. This must be the worst one of the night. She looked at herself in the mirror again. It must be late. She should get some sleep.

She walked out of the bathroom and saw a space on the bed. She laid down to get some rest but she was not going to get any. An arm wrapped around her and hugged her from behind. The guy started kissing her nape, slowing caressing her and touching her all over her body. It was very slow and sensual foreplay. Slowly, she could feel her body responding, enjoying the excruciatingly slow and erotic movements that they made together. After what seemed like an eternity, the man moved his hands towards her vagina, slowly teasing her until she was drenched in her own juices. He fingered her expertly, and she orgasmed several times, her body writhing in pleasure, jerking herself against the man’s muscular body. She could smell a familiar scent that the man was wearing but could not quite make out what it was. Her hands reached behind her to touch the man’s cock. It was huge and hard. She guide it slowly into her, as the man entered her from behind. He turned her downwards towards the bed so that he was fucking her sideways. With her legs lifted up, it was scissors-style. Mel had a sudden thought. Tonight, she must have completed all the Kama Sutra positions. Was there anything that she had not done yet? The man went slow, pushing and pulling each stroke deliberately. Mel could feel the pleasure transversing throughout her love canal and coursing through her whole body. It lasted very long but finally, the man approached his own orgasm, increasing his pace only slightly, before hugging her tightly, pushing his cock one last time deep into her and delivering his love seed into her waiting womb. The man gave Mel a soft, warm kiss on her shoulder before turning away.

Mel felt a strong connection to this man. There was a warm, familiar feeling. And the scent. It made her feel that she should know this man. She wanted to know him better and maybe fuck him again. She sat up. The room was still dark and she could not see who was on the bed. There was also several people on the bed and a few more on the floor. The man could be any one of them. She was quite sure the man had not left the room as she did not see the light from the main room entering the bedroom. She saw a thin silver of light from the drawn curtains. It was already morning. She got up trying not to step on the people sleeping on the floors and drew open the curtains. The early morning light was just enough for her to make out the people in the room. She recognised most of the people in the room. There were about 5 men and 3 women in the room. One of the men was her brother. The familiar scent was CK One.

[hupla222]

Complete Sinnoh Quartet

Behold this lovely art of my four Sinnoh fan children that I had done by @xabi0407. You should really check them out as they have done plenty of other really cool fan children for a variety of different pairings.

As for these four, you all have met Dusk and Feijoa before (the top two) and if you haven't you can check out this post. But you have yet to be introduced to properly to the bottom two. Meet Velvet and Ophilus! As always if you have questions feel free to ask! I promise I don't bite lol.

Velvet: This pouty little one is the child of Saturn and Jupiter, now know as Sean and Felicity. As she is two years older than Dusk, she sees herself as the superior trainer, especially since her Skorupi has the advantage over Dusk's Azuril. She is quite a brat in personality, seeing herself as better than everyone else due to be the daughter of one of the richest CEOs in the region. Velvet also hates Feijoa more than anyone, seeing her as less than human. Despite all her fussing and talk, she may be more troubled than she seems if she's willing to summon Darkrai...

Ophilus: This wannabe magician is being raised by Candice and Maylene, but is biologically the son of Candice and Buck. His bio parents have no relationship beyond Buck helping Maylene and Candice have a child. Ophilus is a show off to the extreme, wanting everyone to know just how great he and his partners are. He thinks he's some kind of master hustler but he really isn't. His team consists of a gaggle of oddballs like him, including his ace: a very laggy, sort of buggy, Porygon. Despite how he may come off, he is quite kind hearted and is one of the few people to be totally okay with Feijoa. It seems Dusk may have a soft soft spot for him...

I realize I forgot to give ages to Dusk and Feijoa so let me age all four now. Dusk is 10, Feijoa is 15, Velvet is 12, and Ophilus is 11.

[whiskeydickclaws]

Fuck it I'm doing it.

A Jew Reviews The Fuckability Of Different Scrooges.

Disclaimer: I've never actually watched any of these, or read these, or whatever. I'm literally googling different Scrooges and deciding based off my knowledge via osmosis and forced Xtian exposure to said source material. No, I don't care.

Starting with the one that made me feel the need to do this.

Dilf. Would fuck. Found out he has a dog, that makes it even better. He's kind to the dog (?) and has a horrible childhood, I think. Pointy canines when he growled in that one gif. My kind of man.

1000/10

Next google result.

His creavat is poorly tied. Nose reminds me of some of my uncles, and his hair could use a good wash. Not the worst I've seen, not the best. Found out it's Jim Carry and that doesn't help.

-1/10

Apparently this one was a theatre production. Good smile, love the scarf. He has kind eyebrows, no I can't explain what that means. I like the mutton chops for once.

8/10, a decent Gilf.

I have a phobia of Muppets that overshadows anything I can say about the Jewish Uncle in the middle of this picture. Sorry, moving on. Also I hate the night cap. It just seems Off.

0/10

This one is apparently from FX which means we know it's bad. More drawn to the Dementor behind him than him. Like the pop of maroon for the creavat but overall, underwhelming. Just a dude being a grump.

0/10

This one, according to Wikipedia, is from a TV special. Personally, he looks like half the men on my Mom's side of the family after Shul.

2/10

He seems kind, very friend shaped. LOVE the red top hat. Not very fuckable, but gives good Grandfather vibes.

2/10

Y'all ever seen that one post about the richest fictional character? Do I need say more?

10/10 would corkscrew.

[the9jafresh]

Top 10 Richest Musician In The World and Their Net Worth (2022)

Top 10 Richest Musician In The World and Their Net Worth (2022)

Top 10 Richest Musician In The World and Their Net Worth (2022) Who are the world’s top ten musicians? The world is blessed with a plethora of musicians who specialize in various genres of music. These musicians make money by selling records, getting endorsements, selling show tickets, going on tours, and so on. If you want to be one of the top wealthiest singers, you must work harder, overcome…

[goldenquillarchive]

Love me out loud

a Idol!Kim and Bodyguard!Kenta au!

↓ Infos and Facts 1

North and Kim are cousins.

Kim and Sonic befriended eachother in Kindergarten, Kim then introduced Sonic to North and the three of them were inseparable.

Kim moved to Korea when he was 19 years to become a Trainee, which resulted in North and Sonic becoming a closer duo

North and Sonic are roommates and have a Official BABE fanpage together, which is the biggest babe fanpage there is, they're both Influencers.

Sonic is a part-time stylist.

Kenta moved from Japan to Thailand when he was 5 years old.

Kenta and Pete are close Childhood friends.

Kenta was in the Army for several years until he got a Shoulder Injury and couldn't go back.

Babe was born and grew up in New Zealand, and moved to Thailand with his family when he was 12. He became a Trainee with 16 and Debuted when he was 20.

Babe is currently Shooting a BL series called X-Hunter: racing hearts, in which he plays a couple with his reallife best friend, Way.

Babe has been dating Charlie for 2 years.

Charlie has been a Trainee for 3 years and is about to debut as a Solo Artist.

Charlie and Jeff are Biological Brothers

Charlie studied Mediadesign and Performing Arts before he became a Trainee.

Jeff started writing Fanfics and BLs when he was 14

when he was 20 he wrote a BL Novel called X-Hunter, it now has over 6 parts and is now being made into a BL Series.

Alan has been working for Beyond Ent. since he was 25.

He's Babes and Phayus Manager.

He's an overall Uncle to everyone in the company.

He was Married to a woman but got divorced at 28, he hasn't been in a relationship since (because babe is robbing his last nerve).

Pete took over Beyond Inc when he was 24, making him the youngest CEO of an Entertainment Company in the world.

He's engaged to Way.

Pete always makes sure his Artists and Staff are comfortable and doing well, he believes firmly in letting his Artists have their creative freedom.

Pete is in the top 10 Richest Men of Thailand.

Way has been an actor since he was 16, he signed with Beyond Ent. when he was 23

Way and Pete have been dating for 4 years, making Way 25 and Pete 31 when they started dating.

Way and Babe have been Best friends since Highschool.

Way is one of Thailands Mist popular young Actors.

This is a piece of FICTION, based on FICTIONAL characters and Headcanons.

None of it is to be taken seriously, this is just for fun.

Almost None of it is Canon, Confirmed or real, expect the ships and personalities.

→ Masterlist

→ Info and Facts 2

[tomorrowusa]

Corporations pay their CEOs extravagantly while trying to cheat on taxes.

It would be one thing if, alongside the exorbitant executive pay, the quality of American CEO-ing was going up. But these executives are making off with bigger bags of boodle despite their persistent incompetence: Media executives keep running their businesses into the ground, tech firms are laying people off because of vibes, the planes keep nearly crashing, and examples of insane eye-popping greed—like Rite-Aid’s decision to claw back severance paid out to laid-off workers on the same day they handed their CEO a $20 million bonus—keep on coming. So it may come as no surprise that there’s a robust connection between the overindulged CEOs and the firms that are most flagrantly dodging their fair share of taxes. For a report released Wednesday, the Institute for Policy Studies teamed up with Americans for Tax Fairness to spelunk into the balance sheets at some of America’s best-known tax scofflaws between 2018 and 2022. What they found was pretty consistent: The firms took home high profits and lavished their top executives with exorbitant pay, all while stiffing Uncle Sam. The excess is stunning. “For over half (35) of these corporations,” the study reports, “their payouts to top corporate brass over that entire span exceeded their net tax payments.” An additional 29 firms managed this feat for “at least two of the five years in the study period.” Eighteen firms paid a grand total of zero dollars during that five-year span, 17 of which were given tax refunds. All in all, the 64 companies in the report “posted cumulative pre-tax domestic profits of $657 billion” during the study period, but “paid an average effective federal tax rate of just 2.8 percent (the statutory rate is 21 percent) while paying their executives over $15 billion.” Which firms are the worst of the worst? You can probably guess the company that tops the list because it’s the one run by The New Republic’s 2023 Scoundrel of the Year. During the five years of the study, Tesla took home $4.4 billion in profits as CEO Elon Musk carted off $2.28 billion in stock options, which, since his 2018 payday, have ballooned to nearly $56 billion—a compensation plan so outlandish that the Delaware Court of Chancery canceled it. Tesla has, during that same period of time, paid an effective tax rate of zero percent through a combination of carrying forward losses from unprofitable years and good old-fashioned offshore tax dodging.

Elon Musk is either the world's richest or second richest person. But he still wants more. Give him credit for pathological greed.

In all fairness, Musk is not alone when it comes to enriching himself while screwing workers.

What sort of innovations have these CEOs wrought from this well-remunerated period? T-Mobile’s Mike Sievert presided over the Sprint merger that led to $23.6 million in stock buybacks and 5,000 layoffs. Netflix’s Reed Hastings poured $15 billion in profit into jacking up subscription rates. Nextera Energy has devoted $10 million in dark money in a “ghost candidate scheme” to thwart climate change candidates. Darden Restaurants has been fighting efforts to raise the minimum wage. Metlife has been diverting government money meant to fund low-cost housing into other, unrelated buckraking ventures. And some First Energy executives from the study period are embroiled in a corruption scandal that’s so massive that even Musk might find it to be beyond the pale.

These oligarchs are going to spend lavishly to elect Republicans who would give them even bigger tax breaks.

Fortunately, they can't literally buy votes. If we return to old school grassroots precinct work then we can thwart the MAGA Republican puppets of billionaire oligarchs.

One to one contact is a more important factor than TV or online ads in convincing people to vote your way. It takes more effort, but democracy was not built by slacktivism in the first place.