"When I was a teenager, I went to a small school with only white American students, except for one Asian girl named Mariko. All the other white students ignored her and would laugh at her and didn't talk to her, but I tried to be her friend.
One day during the summer, she invited me to her birthday party at her house with about eight other students, and we went swimming. My other classmates were rude to Mariko as usual, but I thanked her for inviting us to her party and told her she looked pretty in her red bikini. She laughed nervously and said it was her first time ever wearing one and that she thought she looked ugly. I told her, "No, you are very cute, Mariko."
After an hour of swimming, I got bored and decided to go in the house. The other friends stayed in the pool, but Mariko followed me inside. She stopped and looked at me for a moment and said "Hi!" but then kept walking. After she left the small room I was in, she stopped and came back in, looking nervous.
She giggled, licked her lips, and playfully lifted up the bottom of her tiny red bikini bra, but only enough to show the tiny curve of her pale tan skin and not enough to show her whole breasts. I smiled, and she laughed nervously and gently lifted the bottom edge of her red bra up and down three more times, showing the gentle whitish tan curve of her tiny, flat chest, but nothing more.
The fifth time she lifted it, she nervously looked away, and I grabbed her bra and lifted it up, so I could see both of her pointy, dark red nipples.
She screamed a high-pitched scream and pulled her bra back down. She said, "No! I'm sorry! I am traditional Asian girl, so you cannot touch my chest." Her eyes started to cry, but I told her, "I won't touch you there. But you started to show me yourself, and I wanted to see you topless because you are so pretty.
She laughed nervously and slowly lifted her bra again and said, "Okay, okay! You do not tell anyone, and I let you touch them one time. I kissed her on the lips, and I massaged and softly pinched her nipples for about fifteen seconds. Then she said, "Okay, okay!" and pulled her bikini bra back down, covering her flat chest.
We talked for a minute and suddenly two other girls opened the door and walked in.
"What have you two been doing?" one white girl asked.
"Oh, we were just talking for a few minutes," Mariko said, winking at me. "And we were getting ready to play a game.""
"The Guest Pleasure option. While made for the back seat, and trunk storage, its good at following verbal commands, has few limitations and easy to reprogram to other tasks."