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When I asked what that meant Tim said the he didn’t know but that I anal should seriously consider applying. When I mentioned it to Ryan that night his initial reaction was that he didn’t want me to go; that he’d miss me and miss the fucking and other fun. I jokingly told him that he should invite the twins round to look after him. We continued talking about the exchange, what it might be like and what it might do for my career. We also talked about what hentai it would be like for a Chinese person to cum come and live with us for a month. I had visions of a fully clothed man or woman naruto trying to live with 2 couples who spent most of the time at home naked, fucking or the girls driving themselves to unbelievable highs on the Sybian. By the time we’d fucked and were just going to sleep, Ryan said that I should go to China. I thought about it a lot the next morning, especially as it was the main subject of conversation in the office. That afternoon I went to see my manager and told him that I was up for it. By the end of the week 2 of the men and another woman (Grace who is about 2 years older than me) had also applied. Those who weren’t going teased us something rotten, especially Grace and I. One of the guys kept telling us stories about how the Chinese treat their female children, that they were a liability and basically second-class citizens, even to the point where they were treated like slaves. Of course we didn’t believe them but Ryan told me that it used to be true, that some women even drowned new born girls; but that thing had changed over the last couple of decades and he brought up web sites about hugely successfully Chinese women. One month later, the 4 of us were heading to the airport, not knowing exactly where we were going, whether we’d be relatively close together or what. Before I’d left home Ryan had got me to leave my nipple and clit hood chains and stirrups on the dresser, but he let me leave my barbells and little clit ring on, even though I knew that the battery would be flat before I got to China. We’d discussed the subject of underwear thinking that maybe it was unacceptable for women not to wear any in China but we’d both agreed that I wouldn’t take any, not even the clit ring charging knickers. I joked with him saying that I would go crazy with sex deprivation while I was there; to which Ryan said that I always had my fingers and that maybe I’d find some spread suitable object to give me relief whilst I was there. Ryan had a change of heart and he’d put one on my remote vibrators and controls into my handbag saying that he hoped that I’d be able to get some batteries for it. I told him that he was lucky; that the twins would take care of his needs. 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