Many months later she told me she knew there was something fishy about me she couldn't quite figure out. While I'd done a good job of pretending I was...from the middle class, with Daddy being in the 'Transportation Business", I would occasionally let my guard down with something I'd say that didn't fit. Stupid me, she did her homework through her contacts in the school system, and talked to someone from the Academy I'd attended and found out the truth. She learned I'd been a trouble maker often. That buddy had told Dad that Chinese women don't care about cock size because there are very few Chinese men with large ones. I don't know if that's true but Dad had taken that information to heart and hoped this wife would be satisfied with him. They had been married about a year when Dad called me and asked if I could come to visit them sometime soon. He let me know that he had something important to talk about. My wife Pamela and I agreed that I could go there the next weekend and she. As Mimi dressed in her riding leathers she caught her reflection in the mirror, her raven black hair pulled into tight pigtails. She saw the curve of her hip and breast, though small they were firm and round. She turned on the spot to see her self more clearly. The leather clung tightly to her ass and emphasized the mound of her crotch. She was only eighteen years old but had the full figure of a woman. Mimi smiled and saw the glint of mischief in her bright blue eyes. Her slim angular face. Then Duke came into my life.He had an attitude, Duke. Handsome, confident, the kind of boy mothers warned you about. Mine did, but at the same time she was intrigued by him. He was so confident, but not annoying. Sure of himself, but always polite. The whitest smile I ever saw. Dazzling.Daddy saw him, knew him instantly, knew his type. And Daddy left me to make up my own mind. He usually did with Autumn and me.I hadn’t been Duke’s first girlfriend and I was never his only one. But we were drawn.