I go on a couple of gay chatlines and see if there are any oriental guys around generally there arent. I was on one night about one in the morning and...there was a nice sounding guy he wasnt english but couldnt figure out where he was from. I sent him some messages and he responded. He was a student, 5ft2ins glasses and small cock but he liked wanking especially phone wanking and said he was very inexperienced he had done some phone wanks but never met up with any one.Over the next month we had. " It was only this 1 time." Bulshit, I know it was more than this, I have seen issues with mypanties for months. You have been sucking cock and getting your cocksucked for months!! Get dressed, I don't want to see you naked."Jake started getting dressed and I finally got up from the couch. "Youtoo princess sissy, put your panties back on and fix your stockings." Can we talk about this?" Jake asked."Sure. In a little bit. I am going to Chuck's, meet me there. Jake, youbetter be wearing the. I saw him and he shivered a little bit as he tried to get up but was force tos it back down on the bench. "What's up?" I said. He said "nothin much, what do you want?" "What do I want I said, I want my girl back, you Mothaf*cker" and I hooked him hard across the face. He flew back and the guys took him against the lockers. I went straight in front of his face, I could feel his breath on my face. I said, "You wanna finger-f*ck my girl, you ass...what did you do?" "Nothing" he started to. He was talking to someone about a photo shoot or something. I tried focusing on his voice and just as I could barely make out words he said goodbye, hung up the phone and headed back into the bedroom. "Well some one is all smiles." I said mockingly. "That was Patrick. He's the photographer I was telling you about a few weeks ago. I completely forgot about him being interested in taking some pictures of our next party." I froze. All kinds of thoughts went through my mind. Oddly enough the first.