What am I doing here John thought as the Cathay Pacific jet screamed down the runway at Brisbane airport on its way to Hong Kong and then on to Hanoi. He shook his head as he thought back over the rapid changes to his life over the past few months. A tear ran down his cheek as he recalled how he had lost the urge to work when Mary his wife of 20 years died s...
I've had sex a number of times with black men, several of these in the company of my husband, who enjoys seeing and taking pictures of me sucking a monstrous black cock. I have a collection of favorite pictures and videos of women, mostly white or Asian, sucking black men with huge cocks. I will admit it's a fetish, but perhaps those of you who don't underst...
In April 1975, the U.S. led effort to prevent the unification of Vietnam under communist rule had come completely off-the-rails; in South Vietnam, and particularly around the capital city of Saigon, North Vietnamese forces had moved into place, ready for the final push to consolidate the country - and to expel the remnants of American influence from the Sout...
Chapter 2: Hanna Grows Bananas I answered the knock on the door and let in Hanna. Hanna looked more radiant than I had ever seen her. She looked as if she was in her 20's, not her 30's. More than that, her clothes were becoming more stylish and feminine. I remembered how she dressed like a Saigon bag lady when we first met. Now, Hanna wore a little makeup a...
Ch. 7: Haunted by the Ghost of Mrs. Nguyen The trip from the east was finally over. The conference I had been attending had its high points and I had made a few valuable contacts but I was happy to be getting home. As I made the long drive from the airport to our new house in the suburbs, I realized how much I had missed Melinda on this trip. We had been to...
Where do we go from here? * End of part 3: Ang gave me a look that told she wasn't ready to tell me about her income. I hoped it wasn't something illegal. "When we get home, and can sit down with a beer, I'll explain a lot of stuff to you. And, don't think it is anything illegal or immoral," she paused for effect, "or fattening - unless I stop swallowing...
CHAPTER 25 -- SHOW TIME IN THE SHOW HOME It was September now, and Tuyet had gone back to Hue. She had written me that the week in Phu Quoc had been awesome, but during those two or three days she had been back in our town, we hadn't seen each other. Well, our farewell had been more than awesome anyway, and after the emotional upheaval of the summer, we kne...
The first time I saw her at the Vietnamese Student Club, I knew I had to have her. The tall, curvaceous and golden brown sister with the killer booty and sweet smile simply took my breath away. At the time, I was dating a Vietnamese chick named Miranda Nguyen, a romance that was doomed to fail since Asian parents seem to hate seeing their daughters with Blac...
John was in a good mood. He sipped his coffee and recalled all that had happened to him since he first visited Vietnam with a cattleman's delegation a few years back. He had arrived in Vietnam after the death of his wife depressed and dispirited. In the course of a couple of years he had been transformed from a disinterested visitor to the largest single fo...
"Yes, well, I'm actually calling to see how you'd like a little Vietnamese takeout." Trinh thought she had found a clever way to invite herself over to Peter's to prepare a meal for him. She was very impressed with his Thai cooking skill and wanted to reciprocate, but more than that, she just wanted to see him again...big time. "To be honest, I'd rather tak...