“I do not make the rules, Debbie. But you at least should understand, there is a big stigma in our culture not only to look good, but look right. Th...t is why I envy you Americans. Here in Japan, if a girl is only half Japanese and half something else, many men will never date her. I meant ugly culturally, not looks. Now my wife is half Korean, so I do not care and never did. But say one parent was white, or Mexican, or even another Asian race, that can make it hard for her. But that is. ..her pussy turned from sweet to musty and sweaty...not good. She would walk with her friends then want me to fuck her and as she took her panties off it was like a train hitting a small car. I love pussy but the smell of a woman who drank too much wine and early onset of menapause was a sweaty and sour nightmare. Her attitude was reflective of her fragrance.Don't get me wrong, I love pussy and the smell of pussy God knows I have eaten 80 to 90 women over the last few years and what fun. " I really liked the way Cin behaved while under the trance. Though her voice was monotone she wasn't brain dead. She still evaluated things and responded like she was thinking. I was just able to influence her thoughts, direct them the way I wanted. I had read that you couldn't make someone do something they didn't want to do. So my goal was to make her want to do it my bidding as much on her own as possible."On three you will wake up feeling refreshed and will not remember that we had this. The thrill, still pumped through his veins. "Morning sleepy head" Chrissy announced as she bounced through the front door. Sammy opened his heavy lidded eyes, squinting at the sunlight that glared at him through the windows. "Morning sis" Sammy said. Chrissy stood in the entryway, her eyes hallow, despite the beaming smile on her face. "I brought breakfast" she said. Sammy smiled, and rolled off the couch, he eyed the bag hungrily. As he rose he tried not to think about Chrissys.