.The following morning, Nikki, Katie and all the Angels and theirfamilies rendezvoused in the hotel lobby for a quick goodbye beforesplitting up ahead...of their separate nationwide trips. Nikki and theCarters headed to LaGuardia airport, where the atmosphere became moreenergised as each flight was called one by one, and the energy levelsremained high for Nikki as she (along with Mary, her husband and herchildren) headed west, deeper into the United States of America.However, Nikki remained. ??????????? Afterabout five minutes, the first wasp was right on her nipple but didn't bite her.I flicked the side of the tube with my fingers and they buzzed more angrily.Another was back on her bud but still didn't bite. Mostly they wanted to be atthe closed, round end away from her. Page 13. ??????????? I'dtake care of that. I mean, enough was enough. It'd been twenty minutes alreadyand not a single bite.??????????? Iheld the tube fast with the tongs and lit the fire starter. It was like a. We can go into the vivid details and proof later but suffice to say, I am not the same person without my daily requirement of cum. It controls my mood, and many of my physical attributes. Without it, I suffer from depression, muscle weakness, exhaustion, insomnia, migraines, poor complexion, and other various disorders. These conditions are not psychosomatic. They are real. I need cum to survive…. A lot of it.”She paused for a moment to get my reaction and formulate her next statements.. ." You think?" I KNOW," she grinned. "Mom relates that with me in college and out from underfoot, Dad has renewed interest."I laughed, then thought about that. "When I'm your dad's age, I hope you still..." I will wear you out, boy," she said."I will spend the rest of my life hoping that you try," I laughed. Hand in hand we walked down the block to the restaurant, took our time with breakfast and coffee.This was a frequent haunt for me, pre-Johanna, so the sudden appearance of her on my arm,.