I don't know what she was thinking, but she must have taken my hesitation to mean something because she said:"If you keep your mouth shut Robbie I'll ...ive you a blow job."Again, I didn't know what to say or do. It wasn't likely that I would tell Uncle Wendell anything anyway. That was grown up shit and all I was was a confused, inexperienced eighteen year old. Once again she must have figured my hesitation as me considering her offer."All right, okay, a blow job and I'll let you screw me."It. I kept on ramming. She wanted to stop for a lil. I was in non mood. I was near too. I gripped her tight & loaded deep in her. She tried escaping. Couldn’t escape my grip. I rested on her back, soon she rested on bed flat. I was still on top of her & dick was between her fluffy asscheeks. Kissed her on her neck. Bite her cheeks from behind. She turned & said “love you darling, wish you could stay here forever”. I said “me too”. She got up & whispered “see you tomorrow” & moving her fingers from. I wanted to press the issue further, maybe even begin to make my move, as we were alone after hours again, but she wouldn’t even look at me. She immediately thought of some other question and stirred us away from talking about her. We wrapped up our conversation on a sour note. I was shocked by her pessimism about herself. I had heard that Korean culture was harsh for a divorced woman, or any mature woman not in a committed relationship. But I never would have believed Ms. Yi could be affected. She looked at her watch and said, "Sure, why not. I've got time for a cup."We got our coffee and sat down at a table in the back and she said, "Can you tell me what is the compulsion that makes men hint most about what they really least want to do?"I looked at her, trying to figure out where she was going with the conversation and she went on, "Oh I know I shouldn't have been 'Little Miss Smart Mouth' back there with the head between the legs comment, but then you didn't hesitate to jump in.