It wasn't love, but it wasn't really lust either. Still, Marissa had me wanting her as much as I'd ever wanted a girl before in my life.And when that ...wave of desire washed over my mind, my effect turned on with full force. Immediately, Marissa sucked in her breath and let out a wispy pant, her eyelids fluttering as the hormones rioted through her brain. I took that as my cue to get the check. The waiter, quite ready for us to leave after our two hours of hogging up the table, was helping me in. He’d left an envelope prominently located on the tool bench, and knew that shortly he’d be hearing the garage door close as he’d directed, hiding her car from view and rendering her at his mercy and disposal until Friday morning. The door closed, and his smile grew as he set the alarm codes that locked the house down. She was his, whether she would soon realise it or not. He opened the door, waiting a few moments after her timid knock, just to build her anticipation and trepidation. As he’d. By now the wind had increased and was getting worse by the second.I can't remember who saw it first, but a giant twister was heading down the road. It was the strangest thing, the funnel seemed to be following the clear road, leaving the fields on either side alone and was travelling in a straight line, right towards the house.The Alpha female grabbed her daughter and ran across the yard to the storm shelter. Some time back, Alpha male had dug a large underground hole and put some steel. At first, she just stood over the pot, but she realized that no man who saw that was going to be fooled into thinking she was a man. She concentrated and stopped pissing while she considered alternatives. With some thought, she realized that all she had to do was spread her outer pussy lips and she could shoot as fine a stream as any man. Damn, she was right! It worked! What she needed was to experiment with several techniques for holding her lips open until she found the right one. She would.