Josh has a date with Afarin.

He met her one day later at a little bar to a casual dinner. One day that had presented him a reality on the streets which could not be described but hallucinary. There were much more Asian girls on the streets than he remembered. And quite a lot of them were treated like whores or even personal belongings. As soon as somebody knew an Asian girl's ethnicity, he basically had her under control, because he could trigger her most intimate and overwhelming desires - at least for a lot of ethnicities.

History also seemed to have taken a very different turn, with the Asian **** trade actually being a thing for centuries, and only recently abolished under the umbrella of "human rights". Something that still did not seem to have struck with a lot of people. It was all very confusing, and it was more than Josh could learn in a few hours. Also, there were some memories locked in his brain which had not been there before. He somehow was supposed to know about a lot of these things. And he did. But his old memories were mixing up with the new ones and it was all a bit confusing.

For a moment, he wondered if he had not overdone it and should simply turn the world back to how it had been before. Then he decided that it was too fascinating for the moment. Why not explore this new reality and live?

He tried not to think of all this during his date.

"I immediatly liked about you that you didn't ask me about my ethnicity", Afarin said, after they had exchanged some smalltalk and ordered food.

Oh. Damn, thought Josh. There was no decent way to do it NOW anymore. Afarin still looked stunningly beautiful. She was dressed elegant but decent, so there was no hint from her clothing about what her fetish might be.

"You know, Josh, there are too many guys who just reduce me to my race and my culture, and what it means sexually." She looked thoughtful, and then shrugged. "It's frustrating. I mean, I know that I have certain desires locked deeply into my DNA, and I am not fighting that, you know. That's fine. I... I like sex, just like anybody else does, especially us Asian girls. I know I have less self control over my desires than somebody like you. But sometimes it would be good not to be seen only through the lense of sex and fetish."

He had to admit that what she said sounded reasonable. Also - he had to admit that this was exactly what he had had in mind when he asked her out. He felt caught.

"So...", he asked cautiously. "Your... special DNA is something the men take advantages of?"

Afarin nodded. "Quite so", she sighed. "And the worst thing is, I enjoy it. Most of the time. At least during the act. Afterwards, I often feel used. Which...", she bit her lip nervously and then laughed. "... which, annoyingly just turns me on again." She giggled. Then her face turned serious. "But that's not who I am, you know. At least not everything I am. I am also a very normal person who just likes to hang out and talk about DIY stuff and how to fix a bathroom."

She was hot. And maybe the fact that she just opened up to him, apparently trusted him and showed him a personal side of hers, made her even hotter. She was right. Sexual fantasies seemed intimate, but in a reality like the one he had conjured up, they were maybe not so intimate after all. The real intimate things where your personality. A strange thought.

They talked. The whole evening. He enjoyed himself immensely. From time to time, the topic of sex rose up, but in a casual way, as it seemed fit to this new reality where sex was everywhere and Asian women had forcedly lost most of their **** to be open about it - everybody knew they were sex crazy little things, after all.

He brought her home.
"You want to come up?", she asked, almost shyly, and bit her lips.
"I am not sure", he said. And it was the truth.
She giggled. "I am not forcing you to fulfill any fetish you're not into, you know? We can just have ... normal fun."
"I still don't know what fetish we are talking about anyway."
"I know", she answered. Then she smiled. "That's what I love about you."
She hesitated.
"Come up, and I will show you", she said, blushing, but smiling.

[Some say, we people here at CHYOA are not much into character building. Give the chapter a like if you enjoyed the slow build here. I promise you more steam in the one to follow.]