Lying by omission, you know. It’s not that I didn’t need sleep, it’s more like I can’t bloody sleep. One of the utmost joys of my life, gone, ...poof, just like that.I got up from my bed and switched on the lights. I got in front of the mirror and took off my shirt. No, not to look at my newly gained muscles, although those were nice, I got to admit. No, the thing I wanted to see, wanted to admire, wanted to lovingly gaze at was my tattoo. Conclusive proof that yesterday hadn’t been a dream.. I closed the door and walked over to the bed. I stood there a moment and took in the sight of the gorgeous body in the dim light. Leaning over her, I kissed her softly, and lingered on her soft lips for what seemed several minutes with our tongues intertwined. I started to pull away to lie down on the bed with her, but by this time she was caressing the back of my head with her hand and she pulled my lips back to hers not wanting the kiss to end.I caressed her breasts gently, and she took my. At least every once in a while. I met Loi through family connections when I was 15 and he was 18. Vietnamese families always breathe a sigh of relief when their children are dating other Viets, and so our families offered nothing but encouragement when we started to see each other. By the time I was 17 and a senior in high school, we were engaged. Loi got through college in three years, and upon graduation we got married and moved into a condo. Childhood was over, married adulthood was in full. "Wouldn't have thought so. Most ofthe mothers are single mothers, and the fathers are corporate middle andupper management that want a bit on the side as well as a nice familylife. Do you want to head back to the house hun? I think you've seenenough for one evening." Thanks. Where were you going to take me next?" Sandra walked beside Nickto where Sandra had parked the bike."Just to the tower. It's a place where the street people go to be in aquiet place to chill, watch the corporates conduct.