#127365 - Ming leaned across to me, but Tung pushed his face down between our heads and after kissing Ming on the cheek for the camera, turned his face to mine and when he was told ‘hold it’ he planted his lips right on my own, when I had been expecting a cheek kiss also. The Receptionist handed me my key, and a boy was waiting to carry my bags for me, so I mumbled a ‘maybe see you for dinner tomorrow, if you aren’t busy’ and followed him, unable to avoid hearing Ha saying to my back “Oh, Anh, if you need to talk, I am in room 323 – that’s next to yours, isn’t that nice!” I entered the elevator, turning to find her standing there looking at me: god, she makes me want her I thought, as the doors closed. I was deflating and soon her movements caused me to slip all the way out; she moaned, asking “How can such a thing be so big and so much smaller afterwards?” There was no real answer to that, without delving into fields of physiology at the least, so I resisted and made no response, just pushed