We're an immigrant family from East Asia. Maybe a bit more South-East thanEast; I won't tell you the country except that it's not Japan. My parentsbro...ught with them some of the better attributes from our Confucius-ladenheritage: hard work, loyalty to family, respect your elders. With thebenefit of hindsight, I see that they also brought some of the nastierones.As the runt of a litter of six, I did not initially suffer the arduoustrials and tribulations that my older brothers had. They were. My hand reaches up to gently stroke your chin, turning your face towards mine. I could get lost looking into the deep soulfulness of your eyes, especially when I notice the hunger that mirrors my own. Just like every other time I see your face, my lips turn up into a huge smile. There’s a better use for my lips, though, and I quickly put them to that use by pressing them against yours. Time seems to stand still whenever we kiss, it’s as if our kiss takes a life on of it’s own. Your lips are so. We collapsed into the big bed and fell asleep immediately. Me with Cindy next to me, and Tom next to Anne. At about 2:30 I heard some saying "Hey Turkey" It was Cindy. She wanted to know if I wanted to make love with her. I had been waiting 27 years to prove to her that I cold do better than that first night.After so much sex it took an hour of foreplay for me to get hard. That was fine by Cindy. Be the time I was nearly ready to perform she was fully ready. "You have improved" she commented.. Late at night, Stephen had found a bundle of filthy rags left at the compound's gate which contained the emaciated form of a dying baby girl, probably abandoned by a desperate mother or older sibling. There was nothing they could do for the child and Stephen had cradled the tiny form until dawn while her life mercifully slipped away. At the end the baby had looked up into Stephen's eyes, feebly grasped his finger then sighed her last breath. Then the man who many thought taciturn and unfeeling.