Oh well, it’s the best she could do. Picking up the bottle of perfume she had received from her sister for Christmas, she sprayed the light floral s...ent into the air and stepped through it, allowing it to settle over her. As she bent down to pick up her bag from the bed the phone rang, and standing up she stayed still, a flutter in her stomach, worrying that it was Misha to say he had changed his mind and was cancelling. The phone continued to ring persistently, and slowly she walked into the. If she decided to go through with it, how was she supposed to send the signal without being slutty? She closed her eyes tight and took a deep breath. She opened her mouth and the words flowed like someone else was speaking for her.“Phil, you know that I care about you, right?” she asked.Phil was shocked by the sudden question, “Ah, yeah Gina, I do.”She smiled. “I appreciate how you have been patient with me. Most men would not have put up with my emotional roller coaster like you have. I know. I heard her whisper something to Justin, to which he made a low frequency growl of some sorts. “Rex , you never answered my question,” said Jenny .“Yes.” I said, with my head hung low. I was turned on from watching them have sex, but I still felt humiliated for so willingly accepting such shameful and embarrassing revelations about my status as an Asian boy.“But you like watching me fuck other men?” asked Jenny charmingly.“Yes.” I said, head still hung low.“What kind of men?”“White men.”“Well. Izzy tilted her head slightly, letting out a small laugh at his confusion; she bit her lip, slowly uncurled her hand and let her lace thong drop on to his desk. The desk she lost her virginity on just last night. Ben gasped, he wanted to leap up from the chair and reach his hand up her skirt to see if those panties meant what they thought they meant but something told him to stay where he was, Izzy obviously had something planned. She moved round the desk slowly, unbuttoning her shirt as went..