Her father was a surgeon, her mother a nurse. She was interested in finding an American man. I started chatting with her, and we got along great. She ...was fluent in English. Did I mention she was beautiful? She was tall for a Laotian gal, 5'3, with long black hair, dark eyes and light, honey-brown skin. Petite, but she had nice breasts, almost too big for her small frame (but not quite!). I was drawn to her.I told her I was recently divorced, and had two teenage kids. At first I thought this. Sweety: what’s wrong baby? why are you so sad?Me: I am being sent to Germany by my company.S: oh my god that’s wonderful! We can have our honeymoon there baby when are we going?Me: Mom I said I am being sent to Germany by a company that is I am supposed to go alone and that too for 3years of the minimum. I have to leave after 5 days.All her excitement was gone in a secondS: what will I do without you? You know I can’t live alone!Me: yeah I know but mom I’m Completely helpless.Listening to this. Maine kaha Sharmao mat bhai maine tumko nanga tak dekha hai chote main aur hum donoin hasne lage, phir wo pent utarne ko raji ho gaya aur pent utar diya pent utarte he wo kewal french kut chaddi main tha aur uske penis ka utha hua hissa saf dikhne laga mere ek bar najar uspar chali gayi wo us waqt mere taraf dekhne laga hum donoin thoda sa muskuraye aur phir wo ulta let gaya aur main malham lagane lage malham lagate lagate usne mujhse kaha dekho mere pure kapde utarwa diye Mene kaha pure kahain. Not the pregnancy so much, just the idea, the possibility of it was enough. That was what I wanted, what I lusted for. It was the risk I was taking, not a certainty, just a chance and it was a way of proving how much I loved him. That I'd risk so much not for sex, but for love. He wasn't my first, obviously, but Daddy was the first man I ever made love with and only Katrina could compare in that regard. I hadn't felt this way even with my mother, only with Katrina and him, and I lost myself,.