I was too scared that he wouldn’t be what I wanted him to be.It wasn’t that I wanted another version of Scott. No. But I didn’t want vanilla sex... I didn’t want Robbie to be patient and gentle and sweet. But then, I kind of did. I wanted more than Scott had given me. I wanted him to love me, hard and soft, nasty and nice. And to do it when I wanted it, for us to be that crazily attuned. How self-centred could I be?I was going to lose him. I knew he was going to get tired of waiting. Soon enough. “So, mom and dad, when is your next company trip?” David asked. His dad quickly responded “We are headed to Lincoln, Nebraska this Wednesday. Our travel will then take us to Des Moines, Iowa and then finally to Kansas City, Missouri before we return home.”“Wow! Leaving so soon?” Said David. “Yep!” Replied Dad. “We will be away for two weeks.”“Okay, I guess we can get our visiting in when you get back then,” David remarked.The dinner was amazing and David was pleasantly satiated, but also. Later as she mounted Jessie's hard cock she thought to herself with anexcited giggle, "Now this would really kill the old bastard, hisdaughter, (that he has no idea exists, interjected Gwendolyn), gettingher brains fucked out by a black guy." She liked Jessie, even though hekept calling her Malissa.Stuck inside Malissa fumed in anger, Jessie had always been a nice, kindguy. Never trying to push her into sex, or get too passionate. He alsoknew that Malissa wasn't really a girl on the. Hank immediately started spraying the burning liquid at the spikes, and they burned quite satisfactorily, thank you.After a minute or so of this burning, there was a tremendous roar, and a beast bolted up from under the sand. The Asparagus seemed to grow from its back, and it was still burning. Hank poured fire on the beast while the rest of us shot everything we had at it. It took a while, but we were finally able to kill the beast—at least, it looked dead.Damn, that Asparagus beast was.