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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

nightmare part is being 131 years in the past, not knowing how it happened and not knowing how to get back." "I don't like being in your nightmare." "I don't blame you," I responded and giggled. Sammy responded with his own smile. "Would you agree that you and I are in the present?" "I do agree with you." "Would you also agree the future is yet to be seen and unforeseeable?" "That's true as far as I know." "Then you would have to agree that no one can travel to the future and take a look around." Sammy nodded his head as if prompting me to agree with him. "Except your present is my past and my present is your future," I said. "That statement makes absolutely no sense." "You're right and I know I can't prove it to you. I'm still going to kill that bitch and those rapists." Sammy was back to shaking his head. I was afraid he was going to strain his neck muscles if he kept on doing that. "Very well, miss." "My name is Jennifer. Please call me Jennifer. Please don't call me Jenny. I don't like that name. May I call you Sammy?" The man shook his head. "Sammy must disappear forever. I must choose a different English name soon. My Chinese name is Lee Chen. Please call me Chen when we are alone." "Chen," I said. I liked his name. "Very well, Jennifer. Let's assume I accept everything you just told me. You're from some time in the future. You were thrust into the past by unknown means and you have no idea how to get back. For all you know, you're going to be staying in this time ... period for the rest of your life. Am I correct so far?" "It's fair to say that," I responded. Contemplating that possibility made me feel sad that I wouldn't be seeing my family and friends any more. "Given that possibility, shouldn't you learn how to live in this present?" "You're absolutely right, Chen," I declared. "Yes, I am right." Chen put on a big grin. I think he was happy because I was agreeing with him. "I'll do that just as soon as those bastards are dead." He stopped grinning. "Jennifer, I don't know where you come from, but in California it is a very bad idea for a Chinese to even defend himself much less seek revenge for wrongs done to him. It is impossible for a Chinese to obtain justice in either the criminal or civil courts when the adversary is a white man. You will only succeed in getting yourself hanged if you insist on carrying through with your plans. You will also give people an excuse to retaliate against other Chinese people. Is that what you want?" "Of course I don't want that," I responded. "That just means I'll have to be very careful to not get caught and make sure there are no witnesses." Chen started mumbling in Chinese again. He sounded exasperated. "Why don't you listen to the advice I give you? It is very good advice. It will help to keep you safe and among the living." "I have been listening to your advice," I said. "And I agree that it's very good advice. You have given me much food for thought. And speaking of food, it has been about 24 hours ...