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“’Hi Léo. No, I’m not sick. I have a summer job working with the
records in the neurological wing. It’s boring clerical work and, yes I
do get sick of it sometimes. I have to keep telling myself that the
paperwork is important and that I need to know this side of health
care when I am a doctor. I’m going to the cafeteria for lunch. Were
you headed that way?’”

“Susan knew that she wasn’t being a proper Chinese lady by asking Léo
to lunch but this was a different country with different customs. The
talked at lunch and at many lunches that summer. Susan and Léo went
beyond exploring their cultural difference to exploring the
differences that made them people. They didn’t just renew their
friendship; they intensified their friendship to the level of romance.
Susan was freed from the pressures of studies and term papers and now
gratefully accepted every invitation Léo made. They had the time for
long walks on Mount Royal, which they agreed suited the budget of a
student and intern. Susan began to appreciate the beauty of the city
that she had neglected while studying. On their walks, they talked of
nothing and they talked of everything.”

“Susan had put aside her nightly fantasies with Léo towards the end of
the term and replaced them with images of textbooks she would need for
her finals. With the freedom of summer, Susan returned to her nightly
fantasies. The images of Léo were more vivid now that she could see
him every day and spend time with him on dates. Susan dreamed of Léo’s
hands on her body and even touching that secret spot between her legs.
Susan began to long for complete physical intimacy to accompany the
growing closeness she felt in their relationship.”

“At the end of their dates, chaste kisses transformed themselves to
long embraces ending with a kiss of fiery passion at the end of each
date. Susan insisted that they have this kiss around the corner from
her flat. Lovers embracing were nothing to a Montrealer but would set
the tongues of her roommates wagging. Léo would then lead the
passion-dazed Susan to her door and leave her with one last peck on
the lips and the sound of three muffled giggles.”

“At the end of one of these embraces, Léo whispered in Susan’s ear: ‘I
want to make love to you’”

“Susan couldn’t believe what she had just heard. This man, white and
French-Canadian, wanted to have sex with her. Susan was a virgin and
her family and society expected her to be married in that condition.
This man expected her to reject her family and her society and embrace
him instead. Yet, she did love Léo and she was happier with him than
she had ever been in her life. Could she experience even more
happiness?”

“’ Léo, I love you very much but why do you want to make love to me?
I’m Chinese and you are white. Do you know what my family will think
of us? What will your family think of us?’”

“’Susan, I want you to think only of us. I love you precisely because
of what you are. I love you, not my family or your family. Can’t you
see how we’ve grown close this summer. I want to be even closer than
that. I want us to be as good as married.’”

“’But, I’m still a virgin. I won’t be any good for you.’”

“’You will be good if you love me. Come to my flat on Saturday. I will
not be working at the hospital that night. Say you will and take this
longing away from me.’”

“Susan accepted. This settled the inner turmoil within her and they
walked in silence to her flat. When she entered, her three roommates
asked Susan why she had such red cheeks. Had her Canadian boyfriend
proposed. Susan replied ‘Nothing like that.’ and she hurried to her
room.”

“The rest of that week, Susan performed her summer job on automatic
pilot. Her mind was directed towards the weekend. As soon as Susan
could, she obtained birth control pills from the hospital dispensary.
Susan managed to find a pair of skimpy panties suitable for a
student’s budget at the discount mart. The discount mart also featured
padded brassieres from the 50’s that added size to Susan’s A-cups.
Susan had given more thought to her studies than her wardrobe but one
of roommates offered an outfit that flattered Susan. Susan thought
that the outfit was almost sexy.”

“When Saturday finally came, Susan nervously approached the door of
Léo’s flat. The same thoughts that had occupied her mind all week
swirled through her head up to this final moment. Yes, she loved Léo
with a passion and excitement that propelled her towards this moment.
Léo was the right one to make her a whole woman, the completed female
person she wanted to be. If she ran away from this moment, she might
never find love and fulfillment again. Competing against the passion
in her mind and fire in her body were 6000 years of Chinese tradition.
She was expected to be a virgin at her marriage. If the marriage sheet
was not stained with blood, her husband would reject her and take a
second wife. She would be condemned to a barren, loveless existence
the rest of her days. Furthermore, the Chinese can be as racially
prejudiced as Europeans and it was a hated white barbarian who was
about to become her lover.”

“Susan hesitated for a moment and passion won over tradition. She rang
the doorbell, Léo appeared to take her hand and led her inside. It was
almost as if Léo was afraid that Susan would get away from him. Susan
had never been in Léo’s flat before. Actually, she had never been in
any single man’s flat. The flat was sparsely furnished, as one would
expect for a struggling intern. Léo had set out some wine and soft
music played from an inexpensive stereo system. They both sat quietly
together sipping the wine, as if they sensed the significance of
Susan’s decision. Finally, Léo broke the silence:”

“’I am so relieved that you came to me tonight. I have desired you for
so long, mon ‘tit chou, that I would kill myself out of despair if you
had backed out.”

“’I desire you too, Léo. I dream of you at night. But I have been so
torn between desire for you and my Chinese upbringing that even now
I’m not sure I’m doing the right thing.’”

“’I will never hurt you, I love you so much. For me, I never thought
that the woman of my dreams would be Chinese.”

“The wine seemed to relax Susan. She never was much of a drinker and
very little had an effect on her mood.. As Susan relaxed, she allowed
Léo to embrace her. Susan melted as she was held by this man, the man
she had thought was a hunk from the first time she saw him. They had
kissed almost chastely until now but Léo’s kisses this evening had
grown in passion. His tongue parted Susan’s eager lips. Now Léo’s
tongue darted between her teeth. Deeper and deeper his tongue
penetrated Susan’s mouth. Never had a man been this close to her.
Never had a man penetrated her body, not even in this manner. The
restrictions of Chinese society left her and she enjoyed the touch of
Léo’s hand on her face, caressing her back.”

“As close as they were at this moment, Susan felt an uncontrollable
desire to become even closer to this man. She had never before felt so
intensely the throbbing, pulsing feeling of pure lust emanating from
somewhere below her waist. Susan vaguely became aware of a damp
feeling filling her new panties. What was happening to her, she
thought? No man had ever created such feelings in her body before.
Suddenly, Susan heard a voice in the room. Susan knew it was her voice
but it was far away and not her intellectual self:”

“’Léo, I want you to fuck me. I want you to take me now. I must have
your dick inside me. I must have you as part of me.’”

“Susan had no time to think where she had learned words like ‘fuck’
and ‘dick.’ Léo helped Susan stand up and he led his dazed lover to
the bedroom. Susan noticed that the sheets were fresh especially for
that evening. Léo steadied Susan on her wobbly legs. Léo slowly
removed Susan’s clothes until she stood completely naked. Then, Léo
kissed her lips, her neck and made a trail of kisses between her
breasts. Susan had been ashamed of her breasts since she had come to
Canada. Susan had dismissed them as ‘baby boobies.’ Léo ignored
Susan’s erected nipples and placed his hands on Susan’s hips. As Léo
knelt, he passed his warm lips over her stomach. Susan had never been
so exposed before a man, especially a white guy and she had no idea
where Léo would stop with his kisses. Léo kissed Susan’s thin pubic
hair and stopped at her now moisture-covered outer lips. Léo placed a
kiss on Susan’s womanhood and said:”

“’C’est belle mon amour! What a woman!’”

“Susan thought she would faint at this touch where no man had touched
before. Léo saw Susan’s weakness, caught her and placed her on the
crisp sheets. Léo undressed himself in Susan’s full view. In spite of
her aroused state, Susan found herself making a clinical, almost
professional, assessment of the first man to appear naked in front of
her. Léo was as lean and strong under his clothes as he looked in
them. Susan marveled at his body hair on his arms, his chest and on
his legs. Léo’s skin was milky white, contrasting with Susan’s golden
brown colour.”

“Susan had never seen a man’s dick in real life. She didn’t know what
to expect because the medical texts always contained prudish pictures
of flaccid penises. Finally, Léo took off his briefs and gave Susan
her first view of true life manhood in all its erect glory. Léo’s dick
glistened in the soft light from the moisture it was producing. The
erect dick was so much bigger than Susan had imagined that fear crept
into her mind again.”

“Léo gave her no chance to ponder as he was now beside her, easing her
apprehension with each caress. The passion that had faltered as Léo
undressed now returned with force as their naked bodes entwined.
Golden soft hands caressed a white hairy chest. Strong but gentle
white hands caressed sensitive small breasts. Léo kissed and then took
Susan’s erect nipples in his mouth. Susan marveled at the intoxicating
feel of a smooth white dick as it pressed against Susan’s golden brown
stomach.”

“Susan wondered if feelings could ever be more intense than these.
Léo’s hand found Susan’s femininity and gently parted her bare, tight
outer lips. Léo’s finger was gentle as it glided between the
exquisitely sensitive inner lips. Now Léo’s finger caressed just below
Susan’s most sensitive part. Susan had been unprepared for the lust
she had felt during lovemaking so the first orgasm of her life
overwhelmed her being.”

“‘Léo, what’s happening? Is it over?’, Susan screamed.”

“‘Wait, just a second, my love’, Léo replied. Léo opened the drawer
beside the bed and brought out a tube of lubricant. ‘This is cold and
unromantic, but we require it tonight despite what my hand feels.’ Léo
spread the gel over his dick and then straightened out Susan’s legs.
‘It will be better if you relax’”

”Relax, after the most exquisite experience of Susan’s life, her first
climax? Susan heard Léo speak as if he was far away. Susan’s orgasm
left her detached and floating and her body was there for Léo to do
with as he pleased. Léo could have tied her legs in knots and she
wouldn’t have noticed. Susan had a vague sensation of Léo’s now cold
dick sliding up and down between her inner lips and she felt this
remote body of hers heading for another orgasm.”

“Then, Léo entered her body. Susan felt stretched but pleasant. Léo
placed a reassuring kiss on Susan’s lips. Susan felt pain as her hymen
ruptured. At that instant, she knew she had been transformed into a
woman. The pain eased as more of Léo’s dick entered her. The
remoteness left and Susan now experienced oneness with her lover.
Susan realized that this was the intimacy she had avoided, yet longed
for as Léo courted her. They were no longer two individuals, man and
woman, Canadian and Chinese, white and yellow, but one merged being.”

“Susan reached up and touched Léo’s face. Tears welled up in her
eyes.”

“‘Am I hurting you? I will stop and leave you if you want.’, Léo
said.”

“‘Don’t leave me. I’m not hurt. It’s just that I’m so happy that I
can’t control my emotions.’”

“Léo didn’t leave but patiently waited while Susan accustomed herself
to the wonderful feel of a man inside her. Dreamily, she looked down
towards her legs and discovered that Léo’s dick was only partly inside
her. Was there even more pleasure to come? The thought was so exciting
to her that she quickly built up to another climax. Susan’s sighs of
ecstasy and her internal contractions were too much for Léo and he had
his orgasm.”

“As Léo withdrew, Susan felt liquid trickling down her thighs. With a
doctor’s clinical objectivity, she discovered it was a sticky mixture
of semen. blood and her own fluids.”

“Léo said: ‘Let it go. Don’t worry about it. I keep the sheet for when
we get married.’”

“’But it will be a mess when we make love. I want to do that again.’”

“’You’ve had enough for tonight. You will be sore for a few days but
then we can make love again and we will do more. But you will stay
with me?’”

“’Léo , I can’t stay because I live with three other women. You don’t
know how curious these women are about us.’”

“Susan was sore for a few days but it quickly went away, replaced by
memories of her first orgasm and a longing to have Léo once again
inside her. As soon as Léo had a free evening, Susan was at his door
again with anticipation this time replacing her doubts. Once inside,
they proceeded to the bedroom without the wine and candle ceremony of
the first time. They quickly left their clothes aside and embraced
naked on the bed. Susan was so filled with eager anticipation that she
noticed her panties were damp as she dropped them on the clothes.”

“Léo took his time, as a good lover should. Despite his eagerness to
have more of his Chinese lover, he made sure that Susan was as aroused
as the first time they made love. There was no pain this time when Léo
entered her again. Susan felt Léo’s whole length as his dick slid
inside her. Léo expertly stroked, first gently and then with a little
more speed.. Susan responded naturally by raising her legs to take in
more and more of Léo, even though her sex education and experience
were minimal. Susan rose in ecstasy as Léo’s strokes became shorter
and more rapid. Finally Susan and Léo both came with great force and
volume. Susan was surprised to find that, when their orgasms had
diminished, she was in the fetal position with her legs wound around
Léo’s lower back. Susan was not merely a complete woman, she had
become, she thought, an experienced woman.”

“Léo and Susan spent the summer as lovers taking their pleasure and
delight in each other’s body at night and pleasure in each other’s
company by day. After their second time making love, Susan thought she
knew everything about sex but Léo was a resourceful lover. Léo
introduced Susan to different positions and sexual games. Susan had
always assumed that sex was serious business and fun never entered
into it.”

“What Susan appreciated most that summer of passion was oral sex.
Susan never mastered the French tongue while she lived in Montreal but
she now eagerly anticipated Léo’s French Tongue sliding up and down
between her moist lips. Susan just adored the sight of her lover’s
head between her legs enjoying her taste. Making love to Léo involved
all the senses, touch, taste, smell, sound and sight. Léo was so
expert at the French Tongue that he could give Susan multiple orgasms
with it. Susan often wondered whether she loved Léo’s tongue more than
his dick. Much as she loved Léo’s dick inside her and the closeness
she felt with Léo at that moment, she could never bring herself to
take it in her mouth. Perhaps this was her way of holding on to her
Chinese upbringing.”

“If Susan and Léo were so much in love, why didn’t they marry? A
tragedy occurred in Léo’s family and he had to return to Chicoutemi.
His father was killed in a car accident, which Susan says are common
in Quebec. Léo found a hospital in Chicoutemi where he could continue
his internship while taking care off his mother and family. They
drifted apart for several reasons. Susan threw herself into her final
year of studies and graduated almost at the top of her class. She
tried calling Léo but she couldn’t afford the long distance charges on
her budget. Probably Léo had the same problems of time and money as an
intern at a small hospital. When Susan graduated, she decided to
return to Hong Kong. She went back, not only to fulfill her ambition
to work in mental health in the city of her birth, but also to leave
behind the bitter memories of her lost love.”

Melinda was almost in tears as she concluded her sad story. I gave her
a hug and said: “It’s sad but a woman as kind, pretty and vivacious as
Susan will eventually meet the right guy.”