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She was my classmate and we were both sort of
disoriented at the beginning of our odyssey to
start a student life on this strange continent.
Our relationship lasted for only 3 months.
She was pretty good on bed, very smoothe
skin, always properly perfumed body, man,
I miss her smell. Her pussy was tight, warm,
kind of pinkish, not as dark as most chinese
girls. The only thing is that her tits were a little bit
saggy, they felt too soft, not as firm as those chinese girls
I had before. Mentality wise, she was definitely
a very romantic and very intriguing lover,
she was different from those girls I had back
in China, she loved just for the sake of love,
and she didn't worry too much about future, she
didn't expect too much from you, except for
romance and affection. We broke up finally
because she couldn't accept my way of living.
She couldn't put up with my being aggressive in career and being lack of enthuisiasm toward life. She thought life should be easy, full of sunshine
and travelling. Anyway, She was an angel from the
West, I was a typical man from the East. Now I have divorced twice, and I have a chinese girl friend, I am still the same person 6 years ago.
I still miss here from time to time.＜本文发表于: 相约加拿大:枫下论坛 www.rolia.net/f ＞