Matt thought to argue, but Rayne had been a drill instructor for armed troops, and Matt could see that he didn't stand a chance of wining the argument...and he knew it.But Rayne knew that she had to get his sense of humor back, but that wasn't going to happen until the showdown with Vanessa first.And Thursday afternoon the familiar carriage showed up coming down the road. At this point there were about three months left on the Mansion. It was interior time.This is the point when he normally would. Quickly, too quickly, she felt him come, his gasps of pleasure in her ear dying down to heaving breaths as his mind returned from the brink of ecstasy. ‘Sorry,’ he whispered in her ear as she felt him wilt inside her, but with his next breath he added, ‘I’ll make it up to you,’ laughing, but the promise in his voice sending shivers down her spine. The water still spilling over them, and her knees almost too weak with lust to keep her upright, he pressed his leg between hers to keep her steady. .. It was the destiny of every Asian boy, I suppose, as my mother had told me ...2I have always been a very cute and adorable asian boy. I am 5 feet 7 and weigh less than 140 pounds. When I was younger people often mistook me for a girl. Even in high school I had very little body hair and my legs were silky smooth. My step dad, who is white, often said that when I take off my clothes, I looked just like a girl. My mother is Chinese and my White step dad liked to say I got all the feminine. " "Can the act." She sniped. "You haven't learned anything. Once you got in your car, you actually started to tease them by showing your breasts!" How did she know that? "And the second you saw me again, you checked out my tits! Obviously, if I'm to teach you anything, you must have a stronger lesson." I didn't like the sound of that! How in the world was she doing this, anyway? "That's an easy one." Huh? Was she reading my mind or something? "I have a certain power that enables me to do.