Cindy pulled the stretchy material out in back and looked down at my naked moons, exclaiming, "They're names. That's what I thought. What's it about? Are these needle and ink tattoos? They look like it. How many names are there? Let me look, Mom."
A young teenage girl is given a rude lesson in the ways of one Asian culture. Men use a crowded commuter train to amuse themselves with a helpless tourist. "I could feel the man behind press his hips against my ass. The hard bulge in his pants was unmistakable. "I got cock for you," he said in my ear. "Big hard cock for fucking you."