“Well…,” I began slowly. “You know in Korean people say ’would you like to go eat ramen together’?” I said this part in Korean. Sumin gr...inned. “I know that.” Good. Bullet dodged. Suggesting to your Korean date to go eat ramen together was essentially do you want to come up and get your freak on. “It’s like that but in American English. I don’t know if they use it in Australia or England, but we use it in the US. for the same reason. It’s kind of a joke now, I think.” She pressed on with a. It would not do to bring an unwanted observer to this particular party.The address was, of all things, a flower shop, nestled between a cleaner and a liquor store. It appeared, from the outside, to be a pleasant little place. Well lit and clean, it appeared to be doing a brisk business, sharing a parking area with the liquor store next door.There was the tinkle of a small bell as she opened the door and entered the shop. The smell of tropical flowers wafted over her and the air was warm and. I was shocked.My hubby then gave a naughty smile to me. I understood there was something wrong but I didn’t react too much.My husband’s friend came and sat next to my seat. I smiled and welcomed him just for the sake.I realized Rahul was already up to something as I saw his dick was fully erected! He was wearing just shorts. Hence I couldn’t see and judge how big it was.So we started talking and it went through professional and then personal topics and about his family, work, etc.Suddenly, my. I exhaled, holding it in between the index and middle fingers of myright hand at the first joint, I could be seen by the light of thelaundromat, and I knew I would look right smoking my cigarette. I sawthe red lip print on the filter, and I still get a charge out of seeingthe imprint on the filter of the 120's Seneca.I went back into the laundromat and my clothes were ready to put in thedryer. Another lady came to start her wash and left. Time went on and Idecided to have another cigarette..