I shower and dry off, put my clothes on and walk out to her kitchen area. I told her that I left the towels in the bathroom hanging up, she just kind ...f looked at me and didn't say anything. I could tell something was on her mind though, so I just gave an awkward smile and she said “you know, sometimes a woman’s curiosity can get the best of her” I chuckled and said “oh okay, what do you mean by that?” She took a deep breath and said she didn't know if it was okay to talk about it with me, but. White men are God's gifts to us. White men set us free from bondage and liberated us from thousand years of sexual repression so we can come to White men, to their salvation, and we cannot live without the blessing of divine White men who are godlike in their manly strut. Is it really wrong then for Asian women to worship White men as gods, when White men are the true sons of god. Oh beautiful White men that I love, I worship, as all worthless chink women should ... White men are Asian. The fingers were welcome, but not nearly as thrilling as when she felt the smooth round head of a hard cock sliding up and down her wet, swollen entrance and then penetrating her in one slow deliberate thrust. The fingers continued their gentle massage. “Fuck me,” she breathed, pushing her pelvis upward, capturing the full length of the anonymous penis as it thrust into her, she threw her head back in pleasure and opened her mouth invitingly. The soft tip of someone’s erection pushed past her. Though he was a little weird, Ben liked the guy.“Just because everyone sees you as a shallow sex object doesn’t mean that’s how it works for everyone else,” he replied, finishing his breakfast and leaving the table.There was a string of insults that followed him to the shower, but Ben didn’t really pay it any mind. Though they were close when they were kids, he and Lucy had pretty much given up on each other once high school started. As with his dad and his constant disappointment it was sad,.