They were making oodles of cash, but I was just doing it as a favor for some old friends. Of course, the Feds had no idea I was fueling income for the... mob back east. I guess some wise-guy accountants caught onto the scheme that worked for the Detroit faction and they thought they should be aware of a fly in their ointment in the Arizona playground. Looking back on it in retrospect, I have no doubt that they just considered me to be another greedy businessman looking to increase profit in grey. "Can we stop for ice cream?" Chowhit him with the paper again, then smiled at the two men."This first time in China?" he asked as Han pulled them down the path."Uh, yeah." Ed replied. "Just got here last night." Oh." Chow replied. "You like it here. China very nice country."The three rode for a while, then Han stopped at the entrance to thetraining grounds."First stop on tour, The Jusenkyo training grounds." Chow jumped offthe rickshaw. The two men followed closely."This is where many famous. My resolve melted. I was utterly, idiotically, incapable of movement. Then she kissed me again ... this time with tongue.As soon as her tongue flitted between my lips, it was like a chain reaction. I kissed her back. I ran my hands under her shirt and over her diamond-hard nipples, clutching breasts that were too full to fit entirely in my hand. Her skin smelled like coconut sun tan lotion. Her lips were full and her tongue sweet. She reached down and grabbed the top of my prick. My obstinate. Ann and I shared a very nice hug. Yvonne looked envious. I asked her if she would like a hug too. She came into my arms for a very wonderful hug. I found myself feeling great union. She felt familiar. I found myself wondering if she was a member of our spiritual family. I did not want to end the hug. I had the feeling that neither did Yvonne. Finally we did end it. I said: ‘Come back soon. I have really enjoyed meeting you.’ She smiled and replied: ‘Likewise.’ They then went downstairs to.