After two dates, we started to kiss. We couldn't stop. We kissed for hours in gardens, beaches, and behind malls; anywhere that afforded us privacy. W... both lived with our own parents (as is common in Singapore). He quickly became my first boyfriend. Later, my parents would be horrified to find out that their decent Chinese daughter dated outside of her ethnicity, to a dark-skinned boy. (This non-politically-correct view was common among Chinese Singaporeans ten years ago.)I'd been reading. This didn’t bother me, nor should it have. I continued to walk, though I did become more cautious. A few moments later, the mist enveloped me. I lost the stars, the moon, I was deep inside a gray nothingness. It was thick, as if I was back in Victorian London, walking dockside without the terrible smells of decay, filth, and city life. I felt the temperature fall, which caused an unsuspected chill to go through my body. I stopped for a moment, trying to get my bearings, try to get away from the. I think I will today"She pushed him on the bed and tore his underwear off. She got on the bed giving him a view of huge tits. She rubbed his cock head against her tits and spit on the head slobbering on it. She took his cock deep inside her mouth and gave him a long sloppy blowjob. She gagged at first and her cheeks became red but she slowly started taking it in. She smiled at him giving him a view of it as she took it all. Bart almost came here but she stopped him going up and down on his. When did she last smile? “What do you mean: he was horrible?” “He was with me for about two hours with two other girls who’d also just graduated. I was slapped, beaten, buggered, and had my maidenhead taken. And in the most brutal and careless way. Nothing like the pampered sensitive way I’d been told it would be. Afterwards I was covered with bruises! I had raw red marks down my back where he’d beaten me with a stick. But at least I hadn’t had a chair broken on my head like one girl who was.