She looked at me and had a smile on her face. I know that smile; she'd gotten around the block before. She started talking, "my name is Annie."Annie w...s her English name, and I honestly can't remember her Chinese name. They make those things so hard to pronounce! She was one of the locals who liked to hang out at the expatriate joints for the extra entertainment it provided. I was certainly up to the task tonight. "So, your sweet on me, aren't you?" Yeah," I said tweaking her nipple and running. What do you think?"I didn't want to answer. I said nothing. I wanted her to fuck me, butI didn't want to admit what she was asking."Are you?" she asked.No response.She gave a little jab down my throat with the cock as she asked, "Areyou a sissy cocksucker Danni?"I felt my eyes tearing up as I began to silently cry. Thank goodnessfor the blindfold. I nodded my head and mumbled, "Yeeaff. Uh mm." You are what?" she asked, as she momentarily pulled the dick from mymouth.Damn her! Damn her! . Then, seeming to read her thoughts, ?Shall we go, or would you like help with a return ticket?? Sara was somewhat taken aback. He knew what she was thinking of doing, but was not being even slightly accusatory. His understanding and gentle manner made her feel suddenly guilty for even considering leaving without meeting him. Her resolve now bolstered, she answered,? Let’s go home Richard.? Before leaving the terminal Richard stopped and bought them both a coffee. She contemplated. The people then bid for the players.“The winners are the ones who own the top three finishers. The winner’s owner gets 60 percent of the pot, the second finisher’s owner gets 30 percent, and third place gets the last 10. But because this is a charity event, we keep 50 percent of the total of the pools; the winners only split the other 50. And then, of course, we’re matching the total of both pots ourselves, so the children will get 150 percent of the total money spent on players.”“Do you mean.