It didn’t work; she was only getting sexier by every action, and she and I both knew it. “I hope you didn’t mind I had a shower, Anh, but I thou...ght you would have hot water?” “I do, but upstairs, em, but it’s only very cold anyway for about 1-2 weeks a year, around Tet New Year, so it’s not a problem for me if I use it.” “Oh, perhaps next time I can use your hot water, maybe?” It was time to stop this. “What are you looking for Quy? What do you think I can give you? Why today? I have more. ”I looked her in the eyes. “Don’t get me wrong,” I said. “Yes, I like large breasts, but there are so many more things than just big beautiful breasts.”She smiled. “BBB?”I chuckled, “Yeah, BBB as opposed to BWW or whatever it is.”She cocked her head to the side which prompted me into answering her unasked question.I turned so I could reach her better. I touched anything I could reach. “There are your feet ... legs ... hips ... butt ... waist ... abs.” I took one of her hands in mine. “Your. I am now drawn into their group, I play a few games of pool with them, flirting a little, bending over when I take my shot, my dress riding up my thighs, flashing my ass cheeks, the guys try to stand behind me hoping for a peek. The guys say that as it’s my birthday that we should all go on somewhere to celebrate properly, I ask “where” The guys smile and say “to a little party, just for you” This sounds great to me my special day will not go uncelebrated, we finish our drinks and go. I let them hit on me.”“Ah. Do a bunch hit on you.”“I mean I get my fair share.”“Do they be married and shit.”“Yes, sir!”“Wow! Okay. I got a homeboy that mess around.”“Interesting,” Nigel perked up.“Yeah. He ain’t married, but he live with his baby momma,” Damian added.“Oh?”“Yeah. He had asked me one time before I got married if he could bring a chick over.”“So you let him I guess.”“Yeah, she was bad. I ran into her in the bathroom and seen she had a dick.”“Goodness,” Nigel gasped. “Were you.