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least starting to subside, they resumed their conversation.

    She found out that Iruku was a trained ninja, hence the earlier skills she saw him perform. He was a bit like a younger, sexier version of Jet Li or Bruce Lee with even more muscles. He had his own studio on the north side of the city and trained by private appointment only.

    Perhaps it was the afterglow of his heroic efforts on her behalf, but as she felt at least some calm return to herself, she found she was beginning to actually enjoy the feel of Iruku’s arm about her. It was warm and perhaps most importantly for the moment, safe.

    She’d never been with an Asian man, and actually for whatever reason had never even fantasized about being with one. Perhaps it was her dynamic and leading role in her own black community which made her historically prefer her own race, but this fine gentleman was making her feel something.
    It was something which she found intriguing, if nothing else.

    Iruku invited her up to his apartment, which was nearby, for a bit of tea to try and settle her nerves a bit as he could see how distraught she was becoming.
    She agreed wordlessly with only a nod of the head, and felt his are continue to support her as he guided her up from the bench and across the street. It took a few more minutes, but they did get to his place, which was small but actually very nice.

    Iruku guided her over to a plush leather couch, where she began to collect her wits. For the first time, she really took a good look at Iruku. He was a short man, but thin. He wasn’t built like a bodybuilder, but his physique was not unattractive in the slightest.

    If anything, knowing that such a rather pedestrian body could unleash itself with a moment’s notice with such power was exciting. His dark hair was cut short and he had a slight goatee coming in which was actually rather hot.

    His eyes were soft, as were his hands. This latter fact surprised Lori given the abuse they must take in training and practice.

    He brought over a small cup of hot tea, which was obviously given the scent steeped in lemons somehow. She took a small sip, just to gauge its warmth. It was almost too hot, but not quite. It was actually quite delicious and a nice gesture from a relative stranger.

    She turned to see him sipping his as well and marveled again at his generosity. They were so close that their knees were almost touching, but almost. Her copper skin was a nice contrast to his deeply olive skin.

    The tea was good and she felt herself calming down as she drank, although she thought that the company was helping as well. She was strangely feeling a rather strong attraction to Iruku.

    Perhaps he felt the same way or perhaps he saw the sudden softening of the look she was giving him, but he gingerly leaned over and kissed her.

    It was a nice kiss. It wasn’t aggressive, but it wasn’t a wimpy little thing either. It was very much a little probe to see how receptive she may be to his potential advances.

    Surprisingly, she was rather open to them, no matter how much they may have been unplanned.

    He pulled back after the first kiss, but on seeing that she hadn’t moved away, he came back and kissed her again. This time it held more passion as his initial probe had met with success.

    Their kisses eventually increased with fervor and intensity. She felt her mouth open and her tongue gently tease his own, which uncorked his Asian passion for sure, she noted.

    Together their fingers and hands began working the other’s clothing like whirling dervishes. Although it was a bit confusing as given the tight space they were in- still sitting together on the smallish couch- it Lori also found it strangely erotic as well.

    Before long they were both naked. She took a moment and adored his body, which was almost hairless outside of the hair on his head. She didn’t want to sound naïve and ask if this was because of his race or if it was a conscious grooming choice.

    As his hands