This is the steamy story of a couple, originally from China, who have relocated to New York City. Jacob is fond of the outdoors, and plans a trip to go upstate, on a cabin trip, with some of his white friends. His girlfriend, Angela, convinces him that she ought to tag along. However, an innocent trip in the outdoors with the boys becomes something worse when boundaries are crossed, and Jacob is forced to watch other men take his girlfriend in front of him. This book has light raceplay themes and language. These words do not in any way represent the thoughts of the author, and are meant to be literary. “Are you jealous?” Angela asked, naughtily. “Yes!” I said, sincerely. “Do you want to feel even more jealous?” “What? No.” “I’m just kidding!” Angela was very drunk, which I could tell by the way she wobbled, shifting her weight from one side of her body to the other, and how she slurred all of her words. “Just calm down, okay?” I pleaded. “Honey, let me ask you something honestly,” Angela said, quietly, as we walked into one of the hallways, around the corner. “Okay, go ahead,” I said. “Would you be angry if I had sex with one of your friends on this trip?” Angela asked, with wide, sincere eyes. I could tell that she was hoping, and anticipating, that I would give in, and I could tell that she was sober enough to realize the audacity of the words she just uttered. “I do not like this idea,” I said bluntly, feeling some tears well up in my eyes. “Jamie owns this cabin. We need to reward him, for letting us stay here with him,” Angela explained, with a lustful smile. ----------- A few minutes went by, or what was probably more like a few agonizing seconds, as I stood outside the door, leaning against the wall in my drunken state. Suddenly, I started hearing some sounds that, even after so many drinks, began to sober me up, and remind me of this cruel reality. “Oh baby!” Angela moaned, I heard through the door. “Yeah, you like that slut?” Jamie growled. “Yes!” Angela shrieked. “Yes what?” Jamie said. “Yes sir!” Angela cried. “I knew you needed a real cock inside you, instead of that little rice dick of his,” Jamie said, angrily, between several slapping sounds. “Yes,” Angela shrieked. “I need a real man’s cock inside this pussy.” “I’m going to fuck you like the yellow slut you are,” Jamie barked. “Do it!” Angela yelled. “I’m going to break you down, until you’re begging for a white baby,” Jamie barked, again. “Yes, please!” Angela cried. I stood outside for several minutes, hearing a symphony of euphoric moaning, and, ashamedly, noticed myself getting hard. I slowly opened the door, luckily without any annoying creaking sounds alerting them of my presence. I saw his hunky, large body towering over my girlfriend, who had arched her back on the bed, as she was getting fucked from behind. Two meaty hands gripped her perfect, tight ass, as his body slapped against hers over and over. Her eyes were just black slits, and her mouth made an oval shape, as she moaned from the pounding she was getting. ----------- “So who’s sleeping in which tent?” Angela asked, incredulously. “I’m so tired.” “Isaac and I are sleeping in the big tent here,” Jamie said, nonchalantly.