Debbie's body was thirsty so she finished the whole drink. Standing by the side of the bed, she waited until Ron did the same, accepted his glass and ...eturned both to the shelf where the first two drinks had sat and warmed."Why don't you come here, honey?" Ron called. "I sure would like to kiss you some more." Kiss me? Just where did you have in mind?" she teased."Oh ho. Now I've got a smart ass on my hands. Well for your information, I don't care where I kiss you. Anywhere in particular you. I want to do this with you forever.”“My – mind is Michael, but my body is Sheri.”“Regardless, this has been wonderful.”“Be even more wonderful if I can get back into my own body.”He smiled, kissed me and got up to get more of the incense. I sat back up on the bed, as he placed the object back there with a new cone of incense, and sat down across from me. I felt weird and somehow vulnerable sitting there as a naked woman in front of a naked man, but this was exactly what we’d done before, except. He screeched and fell to his knees beside me, and I hit him hard on the back of his neck. He fell on his face, and I put my foot on him and turned my attention back to the squirming man across from me, who now held my arm with both his hands. He was gasping for air, and Ricka beside me said, "Please."I eased my grip and the man subsided onto the bench, straightening his collar. He helped his friend from the floor, and then both stood beside our table, obviously furious. "Let's go outside," the. Before cuckolding, I was very observant of the other Asian girls in my community and their dating preferences. I grew up in a predominantly Caucasian area and I became very aware of their overwhelming and overt preference for white men. On occasion, the Asian girls would outright make fun of Asian men and comment on how they'd never date one. Encouraged by their white cohorts, my young mind naturally interpreted their comments to be the opinion of all Asian woman. As I grew older and discovered.