The anal training section which consisted of 3 well-hung slave boys and 1 very sensuous female made copious notes to help tell one from the other by t...eir reactions and style of anal copulation. It was very involved research but the four person group loved their work and were willing to participate night and day until they knew exactly what constituted each girl's anal trigger.It was determined that Hope was the most skilled and passionate anal devotee. Faith was given the nod as the most. I was talking with my friends Linh and Ngoc about my life, about Tim, about my options for the future. They both work at the same company. It was clear that I had something like three options.Option One was that I would stay in Viet Nam and that my parents would look for a Vietnamese guy for me, that I would marry him, even if I didn't like him. Then I would have two or three children and probably be a housewife. This didn't sound so interesting to me.Option Two would be that I would look for. I supposed she was masturbating, but - remember this was the Thirties and before widely available pornography - I didn't know how girls masturbated. The possibility that she was doing to herself something like what I was doing was extremely exciting for me and I looked forward to hearing her. We each tried to be quiet but I think each of us knew that the other knew.Sharing a bedroom meant that, no matter how carefully we planned it, accidents of overly exposed skin happened all too frequently.. I can't move my hands from my side. The only thing on my body is high heels, that's all. I stepped out onto the sidewalk and heard cars, my heart started beating a little faster. I was trying to walk the 2 blocks fast enough to beat the buses. I could feel the wind blowing next to me over my naked body making me harder than I was. Listed to each nose hoping it is not a bus or a car. I was walking down the sidewalk I heard a car. I just thought oh shit. Carrying on passed I looked through.