You may wonder why it mattered to me to think of a word I was comfortable with; but if you think about it, we each have words we like to apply to our...elves, and these become significant parts of how we view our place in the world. I usually don't think of myself as Asian but as Scottish, even though I am both of those things; there will be times, however, when I drop more readily into my Asian identity. Certainly, as an e(s)cort I want to be Asian, because it's part of my role – mysterious. He says the store's magical, and it came to the mall because I needed it to be there." He hands me this little bottle of green liquid -- it looked a little like that Mountain Dew soda. He says pour it in something and give that to Mark to drink. Mark drinks it, and he'll be down on the field with those football players. I give him a look because I _know_ he's crazy. He says it'll only cost me five bucks, and what did I have to lose. I figured what the hell and gave him the money. What did. I looked up to see Bob looking at me as his hot hard cock entered my mouth. It was an indescribable feeling as I took my tongue to lick the sides as his cock was in my mouth. I was able to get about 5" in before gagging. Bob said to go slower and gently to to accommodate more. He was a great teacher. With his cock in my mouth, I reached up to cup his balls then took his cock out to lick his balls. I was in heaven. Bob complimented me and my eagerness to learn. I asked him to lay down on the bed. He watched her silently, his eyes almost curious. Daylight changed everything. No more excuses. No shadows to hide in. Everything was real; bright and tangible.“Don’t look at me,” she said and as hard as she tried to control her voice, it slipped on the last word betraying everything she’d ever been.His brows pulled together.“Why not?”Macy looked away but he didn’t.“’Cause.”There was a pause.Then, “You’re really beautiful, you know,” he said.“For God’s sake,” She tried to turn away.“What? You.