The nerves are there of course, but I suppose that is natural, I've never done this before. I wouldn't know. I pace the floor of the airport waiting a...ea, waiting for them to announce that his flight is landing. A million and one thoughts run through my head. We had even talked about how we’d first be when we met, and now I can’t even think of it. When I hear the intercom buzz on and announce that his flight has landed, my stomach does somersaults. I go toward the gate where he’ll be coming. " I thought that all you had were plates and such," Brittany said.James frowned. "And that is what has everyone so worried. Admittedly, the AI has done all the cataloging of what we have found, but nothing we have has been identified as having military value. An archeologist would probably go crazy to look at what we have, but a weapon's scientist will find little of value. The question is: how will this Chief Scientist react when his big push to come out here and see our artifacts comes up. The downside is her sadistic streak. It is not a physical pain type of sadism, but a ruthless twisting of emotions. She has a way of letting me know how much she enjoys sex with other men. For me, it causes a strange mixture of pride, arousal, and agony. The following story is a good case in point and illustrates our situation well.I came back from a weekend away on Sunday evening, and I fully expected my lady to be home. Instead, her car was away, and the house empty. Clothes were on the. I got up only to rip her T-shirt down the front, letting the few remaining untied strands of long blond hair rustle softly in the breeze over her erect nipples. I sat back down briefly again for a moment until once again I started up like a man possessed. I opened the cooler and surveyed my findings. I took out the hummus and walked over to her. I opened it and started spreading the cold paste onto her nipples, down her tummy and on her thighs. I then proceeded to lap it off her like a lion.