‘Don’t you like being with me?’ ‘No. I mean yes. Yes, I do.’ ‘So, what’s the problem?’ ‘It’s complicated.’ ‘What is?’ ‘Thi... is.’ I said pointing to the vacant space between us. ‘I don’t understand.’ ‘Me neither.’ ‘Nayana,’ he cooed in a soothing tone, ‘we already spend so much time together. We have fun together. Having you live here will just be so much more convenient.’ You’re convenient. The word bothered me more than it should have. ‘You don’t have to decide now. Just think about it, ok?’. She picked up the magazine and looked around to see if I was there and than quickly glanced through the rest of the magazine which had other photos with couple having sex in various position, nude models etc. I was sure she liked what she saw and I became hopeful of taking it to the next step. I suddenly entered the room and she dropped the magazine. She again picked up the magazine kept it on the table quietly and proceed to the room where I was earlier. I called her, she came and before I. He was thinking exactly the same as her, knowing they were on the verge of being caught and if he was honest with himself he wished for them to see, he wanted them to turn around and see him fucking her there next to the path. He started fucking her even harder, wanting her to moan just a little too loud, wanting them to hear. The feeling of her pussy contracting and squeezing around his cock as she came in his arms and the thought of the couple watching them was too much for him and he closed. Another uptight Asian dude. Ottawa is full of them. Small wonder White guys are stealing all their women. They’re boring as hell. Man, I can’t stand this pathetic excuse for a City. As much as I hate it, I can’t afford to leave it yet. Not if I’m living paycheck to paycheck, man. I’ve got six hundred dollars in my account with the Royal Bank of Canada. Not enough to move to the City of Toronto, my dream town. My rent costs four hundred bucks a month, and I’ve got to shell out another hundred.