It exposed her slip—a very rich, satiny thing, generously cut, which fell about her tightly closed legs sensuously. She squeezed her knees together... squeezing herself into the corner of the car. ?No?no-no-no-NO-NO! Not THAT! Robert—ROBERT—ROB--ERT!!? she screamed.?He’s passed out cold back there, Stephanie baby,? I teased. ?And besides, he’s tied up at the moment. Tied up with his booze, and, well, just tied up!?I pushed her dress further up, piling it atop her thighs. Her slip. As long as you were honest with me about it." She'd always roll her eyes and tell me "you're gross, get lost!!" Until one night! We went to a wedding, it was an outdoor wedding. Very nice and very rustic. I was in it. So I couldn't be around my wife the entire time. Which is no biggie, she a social butterfly she talks to everyone. It was open bar, so the drinks were flowing. The only issue with an outdoor wedding was limited bathrooms. They did have two sets of bathrooms but with 80-100 people. She had long jet black hair and looked so exotic to me. She had come down with some friends to go over to the US but as she was a Chinese national and had no visa they refused her entry. She persuaded her friends to drop her at the bus station and to continue with their trip which they did. We chatted all the way to TO and before we parted we arranged to meet the next day. She said to met her at the subway station near where she lived and I did. She said she wanted to walk in the park, called. I don’t like Japanese guys so I said No in the first instance itself. But he kept on asking through her. At that point I’ve already had sex with 4 or 5 races but not a Japanese man yet, so I thought will try it just for the sake of trying out a different race but was not really excited at all. He said will meet in a house, since he was not a hotel man. Went in his car, this guy dint knew much English. He was way short than me probably 5’4, aged about 35 or so and very lean and doesn’t looked.