Vietnamese Seduction

You go and sit down or something, where’s my beer?” I took a swallow and went to shower upstairs, finishing and putting on shorts and a loose shirt for tonight, and downstairs showed Ping the rest of the washing steps I used and left the washing to it. Tube8 I guess they had seen me with quite a few different women by now, but they seemed accepting enough, perhaps because I was friendly and could talk with them when I was out for my bits of shopping. Quy was also dressed in a light blue mini skirted shorts-suit – what do women call those things I wondered – but it looked like a micro skirt, and her legs were equally as enthralling as Trinh’s – actually they were probably the same height – but her breasts were bra-less, just as Ha’s, but unlike Ha’s Quy’s were fully natural and they jiggled naturally under her white, tight top, rather risqu?or Vietnam. Later sometime, still dark, I woke to my cock being stroked and I was as rigid as a man can get when he has his morning ‘boner’ days. Oh, say ‘hello’ to Ping later.”
I put the phone down, feeling more at peace after the conversation, finished my beer, locked the front screen door, turned off the TV (the game had finished and I didn’t even see the score!) and lay my head back and slept.