..she is so tight," I thought as I began to roughly fuck her.I was losing some of my control, fucking her harder and harder, as the feel of her grippi...g, tight pussy was intoxicating. I kneaded and squeezed her little ass cheeks as I pumped into her, imagining how it would feel to fuck that little ass, as I listened to her moans."Oh god...oh god...oh god..." echoed in the room at the same pace as my thrusts.I felt my heavy balls swinging below me as my cock drilled into her and the feeling of. With a bit of hesitation I confessed that I'd really like her to dye myhair. Not dye it really but to bleach it blonde but only the ponytail ,thepart that would be cut away on my birthday.She gave me a funny look ,notof surprise but more like,"just what I expected". She agreed but onlyunder her rules. I must add at this time that when I dress I become quitesubmissive so her demanding rules only made it better for me. Her ruleswere simple. #1 - I was to naked when she did my hair. #2 - I would. It wasn't right. It wentagainst everything I grew up with. My eyes fell on slim short boys likemyself with no ass cheeks in their shorts or pants. Everywhere I lookedI saw Men kissing, holding. Dancing.."These guys just want a slim short petite person to help them satisfytheir urges. These Japanese boys love us. And we love them," Paul said."But you? An American that looks like you? Fuck Gabby you are so hot!"I looked at Paul, seeing the hunger in his eyes for the first time andrealized it had. Yeah, I’d said that. I nodded.“Okay,” I said, “gimme a time and a place to meet you.”“Awww,” he said, “I can’t pick you up at your place?”“Maybe next time,” I said, and he nodded.“Okay,” he said, “how ‘bout the Hibachi House, tomorrow at five. You don’t go to work ‘til sevenish, right?”“Yeah, that’ll work,” I said. I’d never heard of the place, I’d have to look it up in the phone book when I got home. The song started, and I turned and sat in his lap.“You got a boyfriend, Peebee?” he whispered.