My Vietnamese Wife
It may have been my fault, or maybe the store at the mall. I’m not sure. But the bottom line is ……… if only I hadn’t gotten down like that … let me explain. My name is Barry. I’m a average 45 years old white guy, and six years ago was lucky enough to have married a very pretty and petite Vietnamese lady who is now 28, and treats me like a king. I fell in love with her the instant I saw her. The oriental look is not to everyone’s taste, but to me she is gorgeous. Her narrowed dark brown...