Every so often she would say "Oh God, Oh God" and her breathing would become irregular - (most Filipinas preferring to use English when they are abou... to cum) - and I also remember her saying something about " I need wee", or what sounded like that, and both of them laughing. I guessed she'd urinated in her excitement before she came. After that night nothing was really ever the same between me and Chi-chi. She was no longer shy now, and she knew what my angry silences and glances meant. Since I was pretty uptight, even then, I didn’t like living like a poor person. I wanted to live in the fancy North End or maybe New York someday. Or somewhere even fancier like Bengali.I looked around and decided to just get right to it.“So if you guys want one of you can fuck me in my normal hole and the other one can put his pecker in my mouth or maybe my bunghole if it can handle it.” I said.Axel and Ludvig stared at me. I thought maybe they don’t speak good sex English so I decided to say. Then there was the way she licked her lips, stretching in front of me was she trying to tease me. In fact I had never known her come down to the kitchen in just her nightclothes before. Having known Danni for a while now this behaviour wasn't usual for her. She certainly wasn't a prick tease, she could be mildly flirty but all very innocent. It seemed a bit out of character for her or perhaps I was just reading too much into it and becoming another dirty old man leering at teenage girls. The. She made that rule since I would often get up from the table to answer the phone and never come back.She had silently cleared the table, but after pointing out the inconsistency, I promised I would be ‘a good boy’ and try harder.“Are you done, sweetheart?” I asked.“I think so, I didn’t want to eat too much before I got in the water. It was a very good casserole,” she said pouring herself a bit more wine.“Glad you liked it, Chrissy—If I ever make something that doesn’t taste right you will tell.