#we can stop by the corner store and by some some snacks and slurpees and make our way down to the lake

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I miss & need them both so badly...

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Mista x Reader fic Not SFW: The Slurpee Incident

This fic was dangerously self-indulgent, but I hope you’re still able to enjoy it.  Also an alarming amount of Angela Lansbury to not be a crack fic

WARNING: Not sfw, blow jobs, deep throating, fluff, public indecency (?) several references to older tv shows including murder she wrote, etc

“Angela Lansbury is a saint, and I won’t tolerate any more slander to her good name!”  Mista proclaimed, stomping down the snack isles of the local convenience store.  Mista had called you about an hour ago to let you know he was done with “Work” and the two of you were in the beginning of your domestic routine.  Mista and you would, at least once a week, grab as many snack foods as the two of you could carry to replenish your boyfriend and the Sex Pistols, build a pillow fort in your living room, and binge watch old tv shows no one had heard of for decades until you either fell asleep, had sex, or sometimes both.  The two of you had  gotten through Dragnet, Boston Legal, Trailer Park Boys. You had recently started watching murder she wrote, which had brought you to your current discussion.

“Of course she’s a saint, Mista, i’m not arguing that at all- for god’s sakes she’s Mrs. Potts, it’s impossible to hate her!  I’m just saying, would it kill the writers to come up with plot lines that don’t revolve around her family?  I mean, Grady’s cool and all, I like the relationship  between him and Jessica-”  Jessica is, of course, the name of Angela Lansbury’s character-”But Grady’s fiance?  And family??  Donna’s a cute enough character, but the episode about their wedding was like something from a sitcom, not a murder mystery.”  You argued your case to him, stopping by the Slushy machine to fill a cup, “Your favorite still Blue Raspberry?”

“Yes, and I will admit, that sometimes the familial subplots run a bit thin, and certain episodes don’t let Angela shine her brightest-BUT!”  He Pointed at you for emphasis, as he grabbed the slushie from you and took a dramatic sip, “ -BUT the small town drama and family drama is what  MAKES Murder She Wrote the show it is!  I mean, Doc Seth, Sheriff Tupper?  They’re just as important as Jessica to Cabot Cove!” 

A cleared throat followed by a glare from the cashier interrupted the two of you, pointedly looking at the drink and open packages Mista had been too impatient to get into.  Sheepishly, the two of you paid for your stash and quickly left, nothing but a bell to signal you were even there.  

You paused outside of the doors, looked at one another, and burst into laughter.

“Man,did you see that guy’s face?  Can you imagine, he probably had no idea what we were talking about at all!”  Mista cackled.  

“He must think we’re crazy or something!”  You giggled, pulling him away and toward your favorite shortcut.  

Normally you wouldn’t go home down a back alley like this, especially in the dark of night, but with Mista you had zero worries.  Yes, he was a silly man passionate about old tv shows and actresses, but he was also a full-fledged mafioso that you trusted with your life. 

 “Hey, gimme some more of that slushie, I'm super thirsty.”  You pulled the straw to your lips, sucking.  You couldn’t help but notice the way Mista eyed you so intently, a flush on his cheeks and a lump on his throat.  Looking down, you could see another lump as well.

“Seriously, Mista?”  You asked, rolling your eyes.  Your boyfriend had a hair trigger in his pants, and you weren’t talking about the sex pistols.

“Hey~ cut me some slack!  It’s been awhile since i saw you last, and, y’know,”  Mista stammered, trying to justify himself, “I like the way you drink my slushie~”

You snorted, “Are you sure it’s not because you’ve been thinking about Angela Lansbury”  You teased him.

“I plead the fifth.”

“Just shut up and kiss me.”  You grabbed Mista, dropping your grocery bags (without spilling them onto the dirt soaked asphalt, thank you) and Kissed him hard.  Mista quickly reciprocated, letting you push him against the brick wall behind him.  You bit his lip before pulling away, tasting the blue raspberry on his lips.  

“Your tongue’s blue,”  Mista said, sticking a thumb into your mouth, poking you to stick it out.  You licked his finger, and felt him twitch through his pants, groaning.  You pulled away from Mista, only to kneel down in front of him.  

“Holy shit, y/n, for real?  Here??”  Mista whispered, as if he was afraid someone was going to find the two of you. 

“ Keep drinking your slushie and stay quiet, I'm gonna make sure I'm the only woman you can think about for the rest of the night~”  You replied, playing with his happy trail, gleefully watching the way  Mista’s body leaned into your touch.  

Mista  choked on the straw with how quickly he jammed it into his mouth, moving with you to help you take his belt off of his tacky pants, and pulled him out of his underwear’s fly.

He groaned, biting the straw and bucking into your hands.  Giggling, you shushed him stroking his shaft briefly, making sure he was fully hard and ready for you.  You stuck out your blue tongue and licked a stripe from base to tip, swirling it around the head teasingly.  Mista growled,  his free hand Pushing you face first onto his cock, too impatient and nervous to draw out the teasing in a back alley like this.  You moaned on his shaft, feeling it hit the back of your throat, savoring the feeling of fullness that would have intimidated you at the beginning of your relationship.  Mista was large, but you weren’t a quitter- you had conquered his dick in your mouth, pussy and even ass like the size queen you were. 

“Fuuuuck, y/n, you really know how to drive a guy wild.  Did you do this sort of thing with any  other lucky punk who dated you?” He grunted, trying not to move his hips and choke you on his cock.  You just looked him in the eye as you deep throated him to the base, massaging his balls in one hand.  

“Jesus, bella, keep doing that and I'm gonna cum real fast!”  Mista gasped, nearly dropping his slushie.  

“That’s kind of the idea,“ You told him bluntly, popping off his throbbing prick, to catch a deep breath before continuing.

  Bobbing your head on and off him steadily faster, careful not to hit your gag reflex.  Mista grinned down at you, clearly enjoying himself.  In truth, he had been wanting this long before your slushie, but had planned to be a gentleman and ignore it until you were home and comfortable.  But you, you could read him like a book, and always treated him right.  Not just in the bedroom, but all the other ways that made him feel warm and fluffy inside.  You were wonderful with Sex Pistols, you let him hang out with his gang no questions asked, you even accepted the unsavory, highly illegal parts of him as well.  This?  This was just icing on his cake, or rather  syrup in his slurpee.  

You could tell from the way Mista was looking at you, and leaking in your mouth, that he was close.  You made sure to focus your efforts on his sensitive head, stroking his shaft with one hand and playing with his testes in the other.  

“H-hey, i’m… y’know, so either pull off or don’t choke,”  Mista warned you. You nodded; you wouldn’t dream of it.  You said his name around his pulsing cockhead, and he busted hard and fast down your waiting throat.  His cum was thick and creamy, and tasted vaguely sweet, or was that the slushie?  Either way, you swallowed it all down as you stared at him unashamedly.  

“y/n~~!”  He giggled.  Watching you swallow his load was always his favorite part.  Like he was marking you as his.  He pulled you off of the ground and kissed you, tongue tasting the remnants in each other’s mouths. You brushed off the dust from your pants, and grabbed the now-melted slurpee from Mista and finished it off.

“Heyyy!”  He complained, watching you throw it into a dark corner of the alley.  “Oh hush, I have plenty of soda at home.” Mista moped a little, but let it go, throwing an arm over your shoulder after he and you grabbed your grocery bags.

“Hey y/n,” Mista asked, walking to your place, “I was thinking- after we finish Murder she Wrote, do you wanna watch Friends?”

“First, you can eat my pussy out when we get home. We’ll figure out what to binge watch later.”

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RoboBusiness 2017: What’s cooking in robotics?

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Mike Toscano, the former president of the Association for Unmanned Vehicle Systems International, emphatically declared at the September RobotLab forum that “anyone who claims to know the future of the [robotics] industry is lying, I mean no one could’ve predicted the computing mobile revolution.” These words acted as a guiding principle when walking around RoboBusiness in Silicon Valley last week.

The many keynotes, pitches and exhibits in the Santa Clara Convention Center had the buzz of an industry racing towards mass adoption, similar to the early days of personal computing. The inflection point in the invention that changed the world, the PC, was 1995. During that year, Sun Microsystems released Java to developers with promise of “write once, publish anywhere,” followed weeks later by Microsoft’s consumer software package, Windows ’95. Greater accessibility led to full ubiquity and applications unthinkable by the original engineers. In many ways, the robot market is standing a few years before its own watershed moment.

In my last post, I highlighted mechanical musicians and painters, this week it is time to see what is cooking, literally, in robotics. Next year, startup Moley plans to introduce the “first fully-automated and integrated intelligent cooking robot,” priced under $100,000. It already has a slick video that is reminiscent of Lily’s Robotics’ rise to the headlines; needless to say Moley has created quite a stir in the culinary community.

Austin Gresham, executive chef at The Kitchen by Wolfgang Puck is very skeptical, “Professional chefs have to improvise constantly as they prepare dishes. If a recipe says to bake a potato for 25 minutes and the potatoes are more or less dense than the previous batch, then cooking times will vary. I would challenge any machine to make as good a mashed potato (from scratch).” Gresham’s challenge is really the crux of the matter, creativity is driven by human’s desire for food, without taste could a robot chef have the intuition to improvise?

Acting as a judge of the RoboBusiness Pitch Fire Competition, I met entrepreneurs undiscouraged by the market challenges ahead. In addition, throughout my Valley visit, I encountered five startups building commercial and consumer culinary applications. Any time this happens within such a short timespan, I stop and take notice. Automated restaurants seem to be a growing trend across the nation with a handful of upstarts on both coasts. Eatsa is a chain of quinoa-salad restaurants sans cashiers and servers. Customers order via mobile devices or on-site kiosks, picking up their ready dishes through an automated floor-to-ceiling lockbox fixture. However, behind the wall Eatsa has hourly workers manually preparing the salad bowls. Cafe X in San Francisco offers a completely automated experience with a robot-arm barista preparing, brewing and serving espressos, cappuccinos, and Americanos. After raising $5 million from venture investors, Cafe X plans to expand with robot kiosks throughout the city. Probably the most end-to-end automated restaurant concept I visited can be found tucked away on Berkeley University’s Global Campus called BBox by Nourish. BBox is currently running a trial on campus and planning to open its first store next year to conquer the multi-billion dollar breakfast market with egg sandwiches and gourmet coffee (see video below).

According to Nourish’s CEO Greg Becker, BBox will “reengineer the food ecosystem, from farm to mouth.” Henry Hu, Cafe X’s founder, also aims to revolutionize “the supply chain, recipes, maintenance, and customer support.” To date, the most successful robotic concept is Zume Pizza. Founder Julia Collins made headlines last year with her groundbreaking spin on the traditional pizzeria. Today she is taking on Dominos dollar for dollar in the San Francisco area, delivering pies in under 22 minutes. Collins, a former Chief Financial Officer of a Mexican restaurant chain, challenges the food industry, “Why don’t we just re-write the rules— forget about everything we learned about running a restaurant?” Already, Zume is serving hundreds of satisfied customers daily, proving at least with pizza it is possible to innovate.

“We realized we could automate more of the unsafe repetitive tasks of operating a kitchen using flexible, dynamic robots,” explains Collins, who currently employees over 50 human workers that do everything from software engineering to supervising the robots to delivering the pizza. “The humans that work at Zume are making dough from scratch, working with farmers to source products, recipe development—more collaborative, creative human tasks. [We have] lower rent costs because we don’t have a storefront; delivery only and lower labor costs. We reinvest those savings into locally sourced, responsibly farmed food.” Collins also boasts that her human workforce has access to free vision, dental, and health insurance due to the cost savings.

Even Shake Shack could have competition very soon as Google Ventures-backed Momentum Machines is launching an epicurean robot bistro in San Francisco’s chic SoMa district later next year. The machine that has been clocked at 400 burgers an hour, guarantees “to slice toppings, grill a patty, assemble, and bag the burger without any help from humans,” at prices that “everyone can afford.” Momentum’s proposition prompted former McDonald’s CEO Ed Rensi to controversially state that “it’s cheaper to buy a $35,000 robotic arm than it is to hire an employee who’s inefficient making $15 an hour bagging french fries.” Comments like Rensi’s do not further the industry, in fact it probably led to the controversy last month with the launch of Bodega, an automated convenience store that even enraged Lin-Manuel Miranda below.

The bad press was multiplied further by Elizabeth Segran’s article in Fast Company, which read, “the major downside to this concept — should it take off — is that it would put a lot of mom-and-pop stores out of business.” Founder Paul McDonald responded on Medium, “Rather than take away jobs, we hope Bodega will help create them. We see a future where anyone can own and operate a Bodega — delivering relevant items and a great retail experience to places no corner store would ever open.” While Bodega is not exactly a robotic concept, it is similar to the automated marketplace of AmazonGo with 10 computer vision sensors tracking the consumer and inventory management via a mobile checkout app. “We’re shrinking the store and putting it in a box,” said McDonald. The founder has publicly declared war on 7-Eleven’s 5,000 stores, in addition to the 4 million vending machines across the US. Realizing the pressures to innovate, last year 7-Eleven made history with the first drone Slurpee delivery. “Drone delivery is the ultimate convenience for our customers and these efforts create enormous opportunities to redefine convenience,” said Jesus H. Delgado-Jenkins, 7-Eleven EVP and Chief Merchandising Officer. “This delivery marks the first time a retailer has worked with a drone delivery company to transport immediate consumables from store to home. In the future, we plan to make the entire assortment in our stores available for delivery to customers in minutes. Our customers have demanding schedules, are on-the-go 24/7 and turn to us to help navigate the challenges of their daily lives. We look forward to working with Flirtey to deliver to our customers exactly what they need, whenever and wherever they need it.”

As mom & pop stores compete for market share, one wonders with more Kitchen OS concepts if home cooked meals will join the list of outdated cultural trends. Serenti Kitchen in San Francisco plans to bring the Keurig pod revolution to food with its proprietary machine that includes prepared culinary recipe pods that are dropped into a bowl and whipped to perfection by a robotic arm (see above). Serenti Founder Tim Chen was featured last year at the Smart Kitchen Summit, which reconvenes later this month in Seattle. Chen said, “We’re building something that’s quite hard, mechanically, so it’s more from a vision where we wanted to initially develop a machine that could cook, and make cooking easier and automate cooking for the home.” Initially Chen plans to target business catering, “In the near term, we need to focus on placing these machines where there’s the highest amount of density, which is right in the offices,” but long-term Serenti plans to join the appliance counter. Chen explained his inspiration, “Our Mom is a great cook, so they’ve watched her execute the meals. Then realized a lot of it is repetitive, and what recipes are, is essentially just a machine language.” Chen’s observations are shared by many in the IoT and culinary space, as this year’s finalists in the Smart Kitchen Summit include more robotic of inventions, such as Crepe Robot that automatically dispense, cook and flavors France’s favorite snack and GammaChef, a robotic appliance that promises like Serenti to whip up anything in a bowl. Clearly, these inventions will eventually lead to a redesign of the physical home kitchen space that is already crowded with appliances. Some innovators are even using robotic arms tucked away in cabinets and specialized drawers, ovens and refrigeration units that communicate seamlessly to serve up dinner.

The automated kitchen illuminated by Moley and others might be coming sooner than anyone expects; then again it could be a rotten egg. In almost every Sci-Fi movie and television show the kitchen is reduced to a replicator that synthesizes food to the wishes of the user. Three years ago, it was rumored that food-powerhouse Nestle was working on a machine that could produce nutritional supplements on demand, code name Iron Man. While Iron Man has yet to be released to the public, it does illustrate the convergence of 3D printing, robotics and kitchen appliances. While the Consumer Electronics Show is still months away, my appetite has just been whetted for more automated culinary treats, stay tuned!