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Chinaman's Chance

Date: 1/16/2015, Categories: Science-Fiction, Interracial, Murder, Non-Erotic, Romance, Violence, Author: sourdough, Rating: 89.7, Source: sexstories.com

wrapped my arms and legs around him and held him tight. I was still a little sore from being raped the night before and Chen was being gentle with me, but I wanted some measure of control without seeming obvious. Once I was comfortable, I relaxed my grip on my man and he took it as a signal to begin fucking me. "My darling," I cooed as he claimed me. I relaxed completely and let him have his way with me. Chen didn't last more than a couple of minutes the first time, but he stayed hard inside me and I squeaked with pleasure the second time he sprayed my womb with his seed. I realized I was risking pregnancy now that I no longer had access to my birth control pills and I had to accept that possibility. "I am yours forever." "I love you, dearest Jennifer," Chen whispered. "I will protect you with my very life." "My Chinese name is Lihua." (It's pronounced like 'leewaa', dear reader.) "Lihua," Chen repeated and kissed me. We made love once more before falling asleep in each other's arms. I felt safe and slept soundly. I awoke refreshed. Chen was already moving around. He looked different and I realized he was already assuming a new disguise. "Good morning, husband," I said. It felt natural saying that, not strange at all considering he was a man I met less than two days before. "Good morning, wife," he responded with a grin. "I always thought I would have to return to China in order to obtain a wife. I feel very lucky." "I'm the lucky one," I declared. I got up and hugged him. ... Chen showed me where the jakes were and where to clean up. I longed for a hot shower, but that wasn't in the cards. I cleaned up as best I could. Breakfast was rice and tea again. I would have to get used to that, too. "Are you still willing to be disguised as a boy?" Chen asked. I nodded. "I don't think we have any choice," I said. We had already discussed the need to hide from the bad guys and doing it in plain sight seemed the best way to do it. We also needed money. Rent was costing Chen a dollar a week. San Francisco was an expensive place to live even in 1882. "Perhaps I can get work in the restaurant," I suggested. Chen shook his head. "You not knowing the Cantonese dialect will cause people to ask questions, cause gossip and raise suspicion. I was thinking along the lines of a stable boy for a white owned business." Well, I liked horses, but I never before considered mucking out stalls as a career choice. "That makes sense," I said. "Let's get started." Thirty minutes later I was as bald as the proverbial cue ball with the exception of a bit at the back which became a short queue. Makeup covered my cut somewhat and still allowed it to breathe. More makeup thinned my lips. Lots of dirt would keep people from looking at me too close. I was a passable twelve-year-old youth. At least I hoped so. Chen wanted to stay with me so I would be protected. "We need to separate so we can cover more territory, husband," I told him. "I promise I won't take any chances." He liked it ...