I called Hank over to get his flame thrower ready. I told him to try to burn off the Asparagus when it showed up again. Charley tossed another grenade...and the Asparagus showed up when it went off. 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. Johnnie Boynes stood up and faced the rest of the team. “Okay, let’s get our heads back in the game. Celebrate when you come off the field. Keep your heads in the game. We are winning but we want to destroy these guys! We wanna do it like we’re used to doing it and expecting it to happen, because that’s the way we practiced it!” Johnnie was acting like the team captain.“Punt return, back on the field,” Coach Barrett yelled to end the discussions. The point was made, and Coach Barrett knew the. Your frenzy encouraged by my closed eyes. You know I close my eyes right before I cum. I need to concentrate. "If you love me, cum for me!" you tell me, and thankfully I'm close enough so I let go of it. "Fuckkkkkkkkk!!!" I begin. The insides of me undulating on your soaked hand. The waves of the mind fucking sensations, sweeping over me. Throwing me this way and that. "yes yes you love me brilliantly! And I love you for it" you tell me, your voice giving away your renewed need. I feel close to. I loved seeing and speaking with them as children but felt nothing beyond that. Even remembering what we were to each other brought about no reaction from me.Millie on the other hand...Shaking off that thought, I held out my hand and said, “Good afternoon Rebecca. It is a pleasure to meet you.” Colleen beamed at her friend. Millie hugged me while I got them out of the cool Florida weather and into my family room where the gas fireplace was entertainment enough for me. The TV was on, showing.