White men and their dominant traits

Since all the boyfriends in her pictures happened to be white (Anna had to admit she had a type), she decided to take advantage of that. She added two new rules.

• Each European nationality has their own dominant personality trait that the men from that country universally express strongly.
• A European man's dominant personality trait is tied to his genetics, so that his descendants still have a strong version of it even if they grew up in another country.

Anna's mind filled with possible personalities. She couldn't decide what she wanted. Since she didn't know exactly the heritage of her current boyfriends, she decided to make a bunch of traits and see which ones randomly applied to them. Anna was feeling generous, so she put in several things that women might want, including a few traits she wasn't into.

• French men love to cook. They are always the chefs for their households, and they are amazing at it.
• Spanish men are masters of cunnilingus. They have innate talent for it, and they could do it every day without ever getting tired of it.
• British men are hard workers. They take great satisfaction at providing for their household and have skills that always get them high paying jobs.
• German men are extremely submissive. They get off on serving, especially if their mistress treats them rough.
• Scandinavian men are extremely tidy. They get great joy from keeping their homes clean.
• Portuguese men are into receiving anal pleasure. They love getting spanked, fingered, licked or anally fucked.
• Austrian men can fix any household item.
  
• Italian men have powerful foot fetishes. They can get off just from giving a woman a foot massage.
• Greek men are terrific musicians. They love to sing love songs to their ladies.

Anna looked over the extremely self serving list and wondered if she'd gone too far. Then she quickly hit the 'publish' button before she had a chance to change her mind.

Suddenly, she wasn't at work. She was in a very large apartment, with one of her cats in her lap and a glass of wine in her hand. Her feet felt wonderful, probably because of the handsome, olive skinned man rubbing them.

"Oh," said Anna with a pleasant start. This man seemed familiar, as if looking at him made her remember another life that he was a big part of. "So, uh... Dan! Where is everyone?"

Dan smiled at her from his position kneeling on the floor. "Well, Nigel is at still at work. He'll be a couple hours late, but that's the life of a top investment banker. I think the others will be home soon."

The apartment door opened, and another boyfriend came in.