A moment in the life of Anon: Rarity and Lunar New Year


                                            >”Anon dear, thank you again for coming out with me. It really means a lot to me.”

                                            “Hey, don’t sweat it. I love this time of year.” You say bringing Rarity closer into your shoulder. “The rides, the food, the firecrackers, the- what do you call ‘em?”

                                            You roll your hand at the troupe of performers setting up their equipment.

                                            “Lion Dancers, Darling.” She giggles.

                                            “Yeah them. They’re pretty awesome.”

                                            >Rarity giggles a little more at your cluelessness. Or lack of cultural insightfulness as she calls it.

                                            >It’s amazing that you’re walking down Chinatown with this beauty hanging off your arm.

                                            >It’s even more amazing that she’s your girlfriend at all.

                                            >”It’s lucky we got here early, there certainly are a lot of people here.”

                                            >People look at the both of you as you walk by, no doubt wondering how a B or C grade guy got an AA+ girl like Rarity.

                                            >Or maybe they’re just looking at Rarity and how sexy she looks in her dress.

                                            >”Anon, dear, does this look weird on me?” She asks as she notices all the people looking at you.

                                            >You stop walking and lean your head down to her ear.

                                            “I think they can see your nipples.” You jest.

                                            >”ANONYMOUS!” She slaps your chest with a hmpf.

                                            >After a second she takes a breath and rises on her tippy toes to whisper into your ear.

                                            >”C-can you really see them? I can’t wear a bra with this dress because it’ll show the lines.” She asks with a blush.

                                            >You glance down at her sizeable bust, making out the tiniest outline where her nipples would be, and thankfully they’re not poking.


                                            >”Darling, you’re staring.”

                                            “Oh…uh… sorry. No, they’re not showing. But they are nice all round.”

                                            >”Really now, is that all you think about Anonymous?” She rolls her eyes before smiling, knowing full well what her figure does to you.

                                            “Hey, I can’t help it. I’m addicted to you Rares.”

                                            >She giggles again as she wraps herself around your torso.

                                            “Seriously Rares, that dress-“

                                            >”Cheongsam darling.” She interrupts you.

                                            “That Churn-Sarm really looks amazing on you. Did you make it?”

                                            >”I’m flattered darling that you think so highly of my skills. However, no, I didn’t make this. I’m not yet skilled enough to make a work of art as beautiful as this dress.”

                                            “Don’t sell yourself so short Rares. You’ve made some amazing pieces, and you only keep getting better. Everything you make is a masterpiece.”

                                            >”Thank you honey, you really like it then?”

                                            >Looking into her beautiful eyes you begin to open your mouth to reply.

                                            >She doesn’t give you a chance to answer before she playfully teases her finger up and down your side, sending a little shiver down your spine that ends in the front of your pants.

                                            >”You know…” Her volume lowers just enough for only you to hear. “It’s not just a bra I’m not wearing.”

                                            >Your hand drifts down her side to her hips and sure enough, you can’t feel a panty line.

                                            >She coyly gives you bedroom eyes and licks her lips seductively.

                                            >The widening of your eyes tells her everything she needs to know about what you’re currently thinking.

                                            >She giggles again as she tugs on your belt from the side.

                                            >You’re used to being toyed with by her.

                                            >Hell, you love it because she’s so good at it.

                                            >But when she gets frisky in public, as rare as it when it happens, you get it bad.

                                            >She knows it.

                                            >And she loves it.

                                            >Before you can squeeze her ass she slips out of your grip and trots a few feet in front of you.

                                            >She does a slow twirl and looks over her shoulder at you, still with those bedroom eyes.

                                            >She turns and poses with a leg stretched out, the slit in the dress higher than her hips allowing her to expose her leg fully.

                                            >With her hand on her hip and elbow out, she teases you.

                                            >”Are you coming darling?”

                                            “Y-yeah I am.” You stutter as you dryly swallow.

                                            >She takes your arm and the feeling of her soft breast squeezing into it has now made you diamond hard.

                                            >”Save some for me tonight, won’t you honey?” She winks at you.

                                            “Wha-? OH! Hehe…”

                                            >Rarity, you’ve learned while dating, has quite a perverted streak about her.

                                            >Once she gets into the mood, she usually drops subtle hints and makes innuendos that are hard to catch onto unless you know her.

                                            >And you know her well.

                                            >So, wrapping your hand around her waist, you continue walking down the busy street.

                                            >The festival has already started but the main event, the Lion Dancers starts in little over an hour.


                                            >”Here we are darling.”

                                            >Rarity steers you towards a small doorway between two stores.

                                            >You read the sign above the doorway.

                                            “Four Heavenly Kings Cantonese Singing palace. Sounds dodgey”

                                            >Rarity nudges your arm.

                                            “Huh. Never noticed this place before. How’d you find it?”

                                            >”Mrs. Chan next door has quite a selection of exotic fabrics. I occasionally stroll down here to visit her when I’m in need of motivation, and one day I felt a bit pekish.”

                                            “Mrs. Chan?”

                                            >Rarity draws your attention to the little fabric shop next door.

                                            >”Yes darling. Do you mind if I have a little meander through her store once we’ve finished our brunch? Pretty please?”

                                            >Rarity gives you her cutest puppy dog eyes, and as always, it works.

                                            “Sure thing Rares. We’re not in any rush.”

                                            >Not like you were gonna say no to her anyways.

                                            >”Oh Anon you are just too kind to me. Now, I’m quite famished. Shall we?”

                                            “We shall.”

                                            >Ever the gentleman, you open the door and allow Rarity to enter first.

                                            >She climbs the stairs with you in tow, and you’ve got the best view.

                                            >Rarity’s hand enters your field of view and before you know it, she’s pulled the back of her long dress to the side to reveal her bare cheek to you.

                                            >You take in the view of her perfect porcelain skin and well-maintained form, and true to her words, not a G-string or panty line or anything to indicate she was wearing anything down there.

                                            >As quickly as she flashed you, she releases her dress and it flows down her silky legs.

                                            >Once you reach the top of the stairs, it become obvious just how busy this restaurant really is.

                                            >There’s even a karaoke stage in the corner. Guess that’s where the name comes from.

                                            >”Sun Nin Fai Lok! Welcome to Four Heavenly Kings Cantonese Singing Palace! Do you have a reservation?”

                                            >A young woman with long curled brown hair and porcelain skin like Rarity’s catches your attention.

                                            >The long flowing Cheongsam she’s wearing holds your attention. She’s not as curvy as Rares, but she’s got quite the figure.

                                            >”Yes we do. Sun Nin Fai Lok. Sun Tai Gin Hong” Rarity answers with a slight bow forward.

                                            >”Ah! Miss Rarity! It’s a pleasure to have you back again. Sun Tai Gin Hong to you too.”

                                            >The girl bows back before looking at you.

                                            >”Oh, this is my boyfriend, Anon. Anon, this is Autumn Blaze. We went to highschool together.”

                                            >”It’s nice to meet you.” She says looking you up and down.

                                            >Then her eyes shift to Rarity and a grin creeps onto her face.

                                            >”Lung Ma Jing Sung” She says to you, with a slight bow.

                                            “Oh. Um. Thank you..?” You stutter back. Not sure what she just said.

                                            >She looks at Rarity again, who is now blushing even harder.

                                            >Autumn grabs two menus off the table and guides you both to your table.

                                            “Rares, I didn’t know you spoke Chinese.”

                                            >”Oh yes Darling.” She fans herself to cool down. “I learned a little bit in school and took a few classes in college. I drew a lot of inspiration from Asia. China especially has a rich history of art. They did invent silk afterall.”

                                            >You pull out the chair for Rarity and take your own seat.

                                            >Autumn Blaze hands you a menu.

                                            >”Yum cha today. Seriously, is there anything better?! Also if you like to sing, like I do, Karaoke is open in the corner. Drinks?”

                                            ”Coke please?”

                                            >”Tea darling. Yum Cha is best enjoyed with tea.” Rarity corrects your order.

                                            “Uh, yeah just tea please.”

                                            >”Excellent. You enjoy, the carts will be out shortly.”

                                            >Autumn takes her leave but you can hear her singing to herself as she walks off.

                                            “So, uh, what did she say to me?”

                                            >Rarity’s face goes a little red and it’s obvious she doesn’t want to answer.

                                            >However you threatened that you wouldn’t give her any more massages until she told you and she folded.

                                            >”Fine Anonymous you win. She said,” Rarity leans in closer to you.

                                            >”May you have the strength of a dragon and horse.” Her face turns red in an instant.

                                            >It takes a second for you to register the sexual connotations behind what she said.

                                            “OH. Well Rares, I’m sure we’ll find out tonight won’t we.” You shoot her a wink, to which she tries to hide her smile.

                                            >The servers push carts around the restaurant floor and Rarity picks out most of the dishes.

                                            >Most everything is prawn or seafood based but it was all delicious.


                                            >Your one hour brunch break ends as you both chat the time away.

                                            >Rarity excuses herself to the facilities to freshen up as you look over the bill.

                                            >It’s not a bill you’re used to seeing. It just looked like a grid with a bunch of boxes and some stamps from when the cart pushers gave you a plate.

                                            >”Anon, this is for you.” Autumn Blaze puts a small jar on the table.

                                            “There’s a mistake, I didn’t order this.”

                                            >”On the house. Seriously, if Rarity is anything like when she was younger, you’ll both really appreciate this.”

                                            >Autumn gives you a wink and walks off with a sway in her step. You quickly pocket the little jar.

                                            >”Sorry to keep you waiting dear.”

                                            >As you go to the teller to pay the bill Autumn again is manning the desk.

                                            >”Did you enjoy your meal?”

                                            >”Delicious as always darling.”

                                            “Yes. It was very good. Thank you.”

                                            >”Please, come again. Lung Ma Jing Sung Anon.” She winks again as you both proceed down the stairs.

                                            >As Rarity floats around the fabrics store, you wait by the front door on a little plastic stool.

                                            >Examining the little jar you see it contains a little pill.

                                            >”Very good for you ah.” The old lady at the counter disturbs you.

                                            “This?”

                                            >”Yes. Very good for Chi. Use only one. You make her very happy tonight ah.”

                                            >You are quite creeped out by the old lady cheering on your sex life, but just go with it.

                                            >”Mrs. Chan. These are simply elegant and I must take some. Could you put some aside for me?” Rarity calls out from the back of the store holding a roll of red silk.

                                            >”OK ah. For you Rarity. Come back tomorrow I have it ready for you ah.” The old lady shouts back.

                                            >She starts to talk to you quietly again.

                                            >”She very beautiful. Many man chase her. You lucky boy ah. New Year bring new luck and fortune ah. But not only money make you rich ah.”

                                            >You nod along to the creepy words of wisdom as Rarity strolls back to the counter.

                                            “Did you find anything else?”

                                            >”No, I found what I needed. Mrs. Chan, will tomorrow morning be alright to pick it up?”

                                            >”No problem la. For you Rarity it OK. Pay tomorrow.”

                                            >”Thank you kindly. Sun Nin Fai Lok.” Rarity says with a slight bow.

                                            >You follow the gesture and bow as well, much to the appreciation of the old lady.

                                            >Rarity takes your hand and leads you out into the street.

                                            >Just in time for the Lion Dancers to begin.

                                            >She leads you to where a large crowd has gathered.

                                            >In the middle of the street, there are poles with platforms of various heights arranged.

                                            >“Good. It doesn’t look like it’s started yet.”

                                            >Rarity manages to wiggle you both close to the front of the crowd just as the drums and symbols start.

                                            >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KqoNw66PAdI

                                            >It’s been years since you last saw one of these dances, but seeing the awe on Rarity’s face is priceless.

                                            >As the performers reach the higher pedestals and the crowd cheers them on, you wrap your hand around her waist and pull her close.

                                            >Rarity puts her hand on yours without taking her eyes off the performance.

                                            >Once the performance ends you both continue through the festival enjoying the many treats, rides and fair games that have been set up.

                                            >You even won a little teddy bear for Rarity.

                                            >Which she loved.

                                            >The sun is setting quickly and the crowds are starting to thin, so you find a bench to just sit and relax.

                                            >It’s just you and Rarity on the bench, with her in your arms resting her head on your shoulder, watching the last rays of sunset peak over the horizon before they disappear entirely.

                                            >”Thank you sweetie. I had an amazing day.” She says as she draws circles on your thigh with her finger.

                                            “No, thank you Rares. I’d completely forgotten how amazing these lion dances are. It’s been years since I last saw one. So thank you for this amazing day.”

                                            >Rarity sneezes and rubs her nose.

                                            >”Excuse me.”

                                            >You rub her shoulder feeling goosebumps beginning to form.

                                            >Being the gentleman that you are, you take your jacket off and wrap her up in it.

                                            >A gesture she appreciates immensely.

                                            >”Thank you Anon. You truly are a sweet gentleman.” She shivers again.

                                            “Let’s head home darling.” You suggest. “I bet you’re regretting not wearing anything under that dress.”

                                            >Playfully she latches onto your arms but slaps your chest.

                                            >”Anonymous honestly. You really only have one thing on your mind don’t you?”

                                            >She’s giving you those bedroom eyes again.

                                            >You pull her closer and tell her honestly.

                                            “Yes, of course. I only have one thing on my mind. You.”

                                            >”My, aren’t you quite the charmer today.” She pulls the jacket closed around herself when she notices a little bulge in the pocket.

                                            >She pulls out the jar and opens the lid.

                                            >”Darling, what is this?” She questions you with a raised eyebrow.

                                            “Uh…. That… your friend gave it to me…at the restaurant.”

                                            >”Really now?” She prods you.

                                            >”And why, pray tell would she do such a thing?” Rarity pushes you up against a tree just off the footpath.

                                            >Luckily this is a huge park with lots of trees around and no one else in sight.

                                            “I don’t know. She just said you’d appreciate it if I took one.” You stammer in your own defence.

                                            >The look on her face conveys she’s not buying it.

                                            >”And have you taken one?” She asks as she her eyebrow twitches.

                                            “N-no I swear!”

                                            >Rarity pins you to the tree with her finger.

                                            >”Oh but I suppose you were going to, weren’t you darling?”

                                            >You try to push her away from you but she just pushes you into the tree harder.

                                            >”I cannot believe you Anonymous! Do you even know that this is that you accepted?”

                                            “Please Rarity. I don’t know. Don’t be angry.” You desperately try to plead with her.

                                            >”You’ve gone and ruined this great day by being so unbelievably selfish!” She raises her voice in your face as she pushes you up against another tree.

                                            “I’m sorry sweetie. Please!”

                                            >”Don’t you sweetie me! You pig!”

                                            >You manage to side step around her but she just pushes you backwards into another tree.

                                            >You’re now a ways into the trees and the dimly lit footpath is barely visible from where you are.

                                            >Rarity pins you against another tree. The look of hell in her eyes.

                                            >She looks around to make sure no one is around.

                                            >No one is around to help you.

                                            “Please Rarity. Don’t kill me. I don’t want to die in a park.” You plead with her.

                                            >”Death is preferable perhaps, but not what awaits you. Do you know what this is?” She takes the small jar out.

                                            “No! I swear. Please, can we just go home and talk about it? Didn’t we have a good day?”

                                            >”Oh no Anonymous. We’re not done with this topic yet.” She glares at you with crossed arms.

                                            “What do you want me to say?” You beg, out of options.

                                            >”Beg. Beg for forgiveness. On your knees.”

                                            >Seeing no other way to end this, you comply.

                                            “Please, Rarity. I beg you, please accept my apology.”

                                            >Rarity pulls you up to your feet, your jacket falling off her back as she does so.


                                            >”Pathetic Anonymous.” She scolds you as she pushes you up at the tree with both hands on your chest.

                                            “Rarity. Please, what did-“

                                            >Rarity mashes her lips against yours aggressively.

                                            >The surprise of her oral assault means she dominates your mouth and tongue, keeping it pinned to the floor of your mouth.

                                            >She doesn’t relent and instead twirls her tongue deeper into your mouth, reaching every spot she can.

                                            >Your hands reach up to sides but she just thumps you into the tree, knocking the resistance out of you.

                                            >After what feels like minutes she slows down and breaks the sloppy kiss to catch her breath.

                                            >”Rarity what the-“

                                            >She presses her soft lips to yours once again, this time for a more sensual and slowly more erotic kiss.

                                            >A shiver runs up your body and you feel your pants tighten.

                                            >Rarity giggles in the kiss and definitely notices your bulge.

                                            >Her hand is what’s causing it afterall.

                                            >Again she breaks the kiss and looks deeply into your eyes.

                                            >”Aww. Did my poor Anonymous get a little too excited?”

                                            >She teases you with a firm grip down there.

                                            “N-no! I’m sorry, p-please Rares. I don’t want you to be angry anymore.”

                                            >”Really? What would you do for my forgiveness then?” She asks whilst pumping your bulge slowly.

                                            “A-anything you want.” You offer.

                                            >”Hmm” She ponders whist still pumping away. “Very well, take your pants off. Now.”

                                            “But we’re in a park- Oooh.”

                                            >She squeezed hard on your balls.

                                            >”Darling don’t make me ask you again.”

                                            >Not wanting to see what she would do, you comply and undo your belt and let your pants and briefs fall to the ground.

                                            >”Very good. Now, don’t move or else.” She emphasizes her point with another squeeze of your rod.

                                            >She continues to pump your rock hard member. Mixing between incredibly feel-good fast and achingly slow.

                                            >She gauges your reactions and changes her method accordingly.

                                            >You tighten your grip on the tree bark and mutter to her.

                                            “P-[lease Rarity, I’m, I’m gonna blow soon.”

                                            >Having heard this she pumps you harder and faster until you’re about to explode, but then she abruptly stops.

                                            >It’s painful that she brought you so close the edge and just left you hanging.

                                            >You whimper like a puppy at her cruelness.

                                            >”Tell me darling, would you like to finish?” She runs her finger along the bottom of your length, slowly rubbing up your eye at the end.

                                            “Oh god yes please! Please!”

                                            >”This is quite unbecoming. What happened to the gentleman who gave me his jacket earlier?”

                                            “I’ll give you more than my jacket, babe.”

                                            >”Yes. I’ll hold you to it.” She bites her lip.

                                            >She stands before you and looks around one more time.

                                            >No one.

                                            >She begins to lift the front of her dress when she pushes you against the tree again.

                                            >”Uh uh, no touching darling.”

                                            >She brings the long front of the dress up slowly, revealing those legs that seem to go on forever.

                                            >With a deep scarlet blush on her face she pulls it all the way to the side, giving you full view of her in all her beautiful glory.

                                            >She bites her lip at the excitement, and it shows if these strings of fluids are any indication.

                                            >Rarity is not just wet. She is soaking.

                                            >She slowly takes a step towards you, her eyes fixated on your bobbing cock.

                                            >Now she’s right up against you, and you can feel her warmth.

                                            >“Don’t move darling.”

                                            >The warmth of her soft hands on your cock elicits a quiet moan from you as she brings it up to her entrance.

                                            >She teases you by sliding your tip against her lips before she lowers herself down onto you.

                                            >The both of you moan into each other’s ears as inch by inch she impales herself on you.

                                            >God she’s soaking wet.

                                            >She’s always teased you but never actually gone the whole nine yards in a public setting.

                                            >A delightful pain hits you as she bites down hard on your shoulder, caused by her taking your whole length inside.

                                            >For a moment she hold her position, but starts to straddle you.

                                            “Oh, shit Rares. You’re soaked!”

                                            >”Shhhhh darling. Don’t disturb me. Let ahhhhh~ me enjoy this.”

                                            >Slowly she rides up and down on you as she keeps you pinned to the tree.

                                            >She’s basically raping you and using you as a sex toy.

                                            >Not that you’re complaining. You’ve done it plenty of times to her so letting her be the boss is so far proving to be great.

                                            >Rarity starts to pick up the pace as she pushes herself into you for support.

                                            >She takes your one hand and makes you hold her thigh, while she guides your other hand to her lower back.

                                            >Cute soft muffled moans are all you hear as she desperately tries to suppress them by biting down on you.

                                            >Now her movements have become less fluid and more erratic as she struggles to keep a rhythm.

                                            >That means she’s close.

                                            >You can feel her other leg buckling and trembling against yours. As if it wants to give out.

                                            >Past experience tells you that she’s seconds away now, so you do what you always do.

                                            >Thrust.

                                            >You thrust slowly into her at first, which yields loud moans from her mouth.

                                            >Increasing the pace quickly you pound into her, causing her not bother covering her mouth anymore as she throws her head back.

                                            >Pounding away, you can feel her tightening everywhere. Especially down there around you.

                                            >She stops moving and digs her fingers into your sides and back as she arches her back in preparation for her imminent release.

                                            >This is your cue to bring her joy.

                                            >You thrust as hard and deeply as you can a final time and bury yourself deep inside her.

                                            >Every muscle in her body tightens as she can no longer suppress her orgasm and lets loose.

                                            >And quite a powerful one it is.

                                            >Everything is still around you both as her body spasms and she rides her orgasm out.

                                            >It took all her energy to stifle her moan, but it was still loud enough that anyone around could hear it.

                                            >Luckily, there’s no one around.

                                            >After a little while she goes limp against you, but still has the energy to kiss you on the neck, cheek and lips a few times.

                                            >”Heavens… That was intense darling. I- I love you so much.”

                                            >Quiet whispers are all she can muster.

                                            >Taking a breath she slides herself off of you.

                                            >”Darling… I’ve been selfish. Let me take care of this for you.” She pants trying to regain her senses.

                                            >She pulls you by the cock to another tree but lets you go as she bends over at the hips and places her hands against it.

                                            >”It’s your turn now darling.” She whimpers in anticipation.

                                            >Not being one to make a lady wait, you use your feet to spread her legs wider as you bring yourself to her again.

                                            >Slowly you slide into her again, this using your hips to push her against the tree.

                                            >Reaching forward you undo the intricately embroidered frog fasteners and release her sizeable bust into the night air.

                                            >”P-please Anon. You will b-be gentle won’t you? I’m still quite sensitive.” She pleads as she looks back over her shoulder at you.

                                            “Of course sweet heart.”

                                            >She smiles at the comfort of your words as you slowly piston yourself in and out of her.

                                            >First you start with a slow motion but gradually increase in pace.

                                            >You fondle her massive boobs and pinch her nipples.

                                            >She always screams when you do that.

                                            >You feel yourself getting close again, and just like her, you pick up the pace.

                                            >But unlike her, you can keep the rhythm steady.

                                            >You push her harder into the tree, just like the bed head at home.

                                            >It’s a primal or even animalistic urge to trap your mate to ensure your payload is delivered in full.

                                            >This gets a loud moan out of her.

                                            >As like at home, you grab her hips with both hands as you cycle faster and faster now.

                                            >She knows you’re close and she’s now moving backwards into you as you slam into her.

                                            >”Y-yes Anon! Give it to me! Give it to me!!!”

                                            >You can feel your nuts tightening with your impending release.

                                            >Taking one hand from her hips you grab her hand and interlock your fingers with hers.

                                            >Something you’ve always done with this position with her.

                                            “Rares, I’m gonna come soon. Where should I?”

                                            >”Anywhere sweetie. Anywhere. Inside if you’d like?” She pants.

                                            “Are you on the pill?” You asked with ragged breath.

                                            >”It doesn’t matter honey. I love you so much. Just this once if you’d like.”

                                            “I love you so much too Rarity. Here it comes~!”

                                            >You pound harder and tense as much as you can, trying desperately to prolong your eruption as much as possible.

                                            >But with a final thrust you hold yourself deep inside her and shoot all that you’ve got into her.

                                            >Neither of you move as you climax. Both just keep your positions with fingers interlaced.

                                            >After you come down from cloud nine, you gently kiss as much of Rarity as you can.

                                            >Back, shoulders, ears, cheek, neck, whatever you can as you whisper ‘I love you’ over and over.

                                            >”Mmm I love you so much too darling.” She returns the gesture.

                                            >As you pull yourself out of her, a stream of thick white batter follows you out.

                                            “Wow…” You pant. “I can’t… believe… we… I…”

                                            >Rarity cups your face in her hands and brings herself in to kiss you.

                                            >”Did it feel amazing for you darling? It certainly did for me.”

                                            >After cleaning yourselves up and making yourselves presentable, you discreetly step out onto the footpath and continue walking home.

                                            >With your jacket over Rarity’s shoulders again, you walk hand in hand with fingers interlocked around Rarity’s stomach.

                                            “Were you really angry about those pills?” You ask her.

                                            >”Darling, you still haven’t the slightest clue what these are, do you?” She mocks you.

                                            “No, are they ‘performance’ pills?”

                                            >She giggles at your response. “Autumn did say you had the strength of a dragon and horse.”

                                            “Impotency pills?”

                                            >”I think that little session of ours is proof enough you don’t need help getting it up, don’t you agree?”

                                            >You smirk at her.

                                            >”They’re male fertility tablets darling. Ancient Chinese herbal formula. But I don’t think we’ll be needing them.”

                                            >The both of you laugh as you walk off home.

                                            >Rarity brings your hand closer to her stomach as she brings herself closer to you.

                                            “I love you so much Rares. Sun Nin Fai Lok. Sum Seung Si Sing.”

                                            >”And I you, sweetie. Sun Nin Fai Lok. I think they will.”


                                            End…?


                                            新年快樂 & 身體健康


                                            Happy Lunar New Year 2019 and Great Health to everyone out there!