The Traveling Woman’s Flower (1)
For a long time I’ve wanted to say, hey, hey, let’s see if there are any fiery ones around who want to beat me up first, and there don’t seem to be any.
It’s like this, after so many years of wandering around, I feel that no matter whether it’s a man or a woman, no matter how good the family is, all of them have the potential to be chickens or ducks, and all of them have the natural instinct to use their own bodies as capital to make a sale, but only whether or not they have been pushed to that point. Don’t stare at the singles who still live in their parents’ house, and those who get married and cohabitate right out of college, of course you’re in the happy category, but I sympathize with you.
University graduation that winter, I was very disillusioned, first of all, my girlfriend was stimulated by the breakup, married nearly sixty foreign teachers, ran away and kangaroos as neighbors. Then I feel cheated to this law firm, colleagues of people can really say, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, pitfalls, although we all brand-name suits, talking about purses, bullying newcomers and collect the same people as the client’s money will never be soft. Some people say, just graduated from the university are so, social transition period.
I threw myself out on the road before Chinese New Year that year, my mom had her eye on a leather coat and asked me to look at it, I only read the price tag and knew it could never be her New Year’s gift this year.
Walking down a noisy winter street alone is not very comfortable. beeper rings, go stand in line to make a shared call. “Brother, do you have 30 cents in change?” A female voice behind me timidly. Of course I looked back, but I was surprised that the person who borrowed the money did not look at me, a single side of the hard, surprisingly pale face, three-dimensional, deep-set eyes, dressed fairly decent, but professional acumen, this woman has a hard time, reminds me of the department’s Fantine, I simply wait for her to finish the call together to pay.
Vaguely heard her on the phone to borrow money, her face is very calm, no regular people borrow money when the awkward expression, the phone quickly hung up. I paid the bill, turned around and walked forward a dozen steps, ghostly back, she is still standing in place, very close to the traffic, with tweed beanie at the bottom of the head drooped, long hair and long skirt in the cold wind is very thin floating, my biggest feeling is that this life has been floating, has been very thin, if God gently sneeze, this life will be no trace.
I’m a very good looking man and I’ve never had a hooker come up to me, which has the advantage that the women don’t think I’m a bored pleasure seeker. I walked back and said to myself, “I’d like to have some dinner in the neighborhood, are there any good restaurants?” Although I could have drawn a map of the area.
“A restaurant? I haven’t eaten in two days.” She said quietly, as if she were talking about someone else.
Being an only child and never being too far from home, two days without food was a very serious matter, so as soon as I entered the hotel I told the waiter to bring some hot water and asked her to drink it first, she laughed at me for being so nervous while she said that it was a common thing for her, and that I was still afraid that she would suddenly faint in front of me.
Waiting for her face a little bit of blood color, I can not hide the curiosity, she said very shyly: “Big brother, I’m not a bad girl, my name is Liu Fang.”
“No one said you were. Your name suits you, Traveling Girl Flowers.” I wrote it on a napkin and handed it to her.
Her face flushed red: “You’re really good at talking, you must have read a lot of books. My former friend was a rough man, and treated me either too well or with beatings and curses. I escaped, wandering outside for a long time, sometimes to the opera house as a service, but I do not want to sit on the stage accompanied by alcohol, so three to five days to be fired once. These days I really can’t find a job, so I went to the train station to canvass for small hotels, I didn’t realize that the boss didn’t honor the commission and bullied us outsiders.”
To be honest, I can’t see that she’s from out of town at all, maybe I never had the concept, none of my former friends and lovers were from the area, but all of them were great. The matter at hand was to find a place for her to stay, and one of my houses in the courtyard was vacant, my mom asked me to pack it up and prepare for the demolition. I didn’t think anything of it, so I accommodated her there, and said hello to the neighbor’s aunt, who was staying temporarily for a friend’s visit.
Now that I think about it, my own behavior was dangerous and childishly funny, maybe I do the habit of the big young man, maybe there is a kind of hero to save the righteousness of the beautiful, maybe I believe in friendship regardless of the nobility and inferiority, and since then a lot of things have happened to make me see a lot of things clearly, so that I completely rebel from my class, to be a wandering and easy.
The Traveling Woman’s Flower (2)
I admit that I have hurt women by living a scattered life and not understanding them. I hate the fact that once a woman becomes a special part of my life, she is always behind me, urging me on and controlling me all the time. I only ask for the autonomy to decide how many times a week to shave, what to wear, and even I can not choose such as: which “sow” like girls behind the back that like me.
The last lover of the university, she came from a highly educated family, people are also very spiritual, handsome, self-reliant, very city girl’s dash. But after two people have a relationship all changed, I do not know why that thing has become a woman’s leash, anyway, I’m not very keen on that thing.
The year she graduated, she asked me, “What if I get pregnant?”
“Don’t talk about this kind of topic, okay?” I’m annoyed that women are always testing, but I shouldn’t have told the truth with her pursuing me, “First, I don’t want a child right now; second, I’m thinking about whether or not you’re suitable to be the mother of my child.”
As God is my witness, I didn’t mean any harm at that time. She rode her bicycle to my dormitory the next day, and when I saw blood oozing out of her panties and reminded her that she was on her period, she coldly told me that she had taken a pill to stop the bleeding.
This time to help Liu Fang, completely hot-headed, home on the road began to fear, did not buy back the leather jacket, but picked up a girl, my mother will not come up with the year tandem of the faction and offense? I had to lie again.
After a few days, I’d forgotten about it, and she paged me to tell me that she’d found a good job, with good pay, and begged me to bring her clients through the restaurant when I had them. Of course, this is not a problem. Anyway, I also work as an interpreter for this foreign lawyer’s office.
Not a few days, really have customers, I took people to her unit, she was like a savior, it seems that the work is still not good. I casually asked her to call me if she had any more problems, and she whimpered. She whimpered. My young master at least did something virtuous, the heart is very useful.
The second time I went back, I felt something was wrong as soon as I entered, there were more sultry women at the door, dressed differently from the waitresses, and as soon as the booths were seated, an older woman came in with a couple of teenage girls. It’s a style I’ve seen before, in TV movies about former brothels.
Coincidentally, this time it is a Korean customer, very ate this set, wine did not drink much, hands first into the clothes of the ladies. I just couldn’t sit still, found an excuse to go out and look for Liu Fang, dragged her out of some private room. I was very angry, the world is changing everything, there are times I witnessed different women in front of my eyes to become sunk, but I never like this time to sink.
The woman who called herself mommy, overly enthusiastic, came up to pat me, and said to Liu Fang: “Aiya, it’s rare that this handsome man only looks at you, so you’ll change rooms!” Then pushed us back to my private room.
I happened to ask her what her plans were, money again, and she was afraid of going home for the New Year, empty-handed to her mother, who was already paralyzed in bed, and her two younger brothers who were studying. Having just graduated, I couldn’t possibly help to the end unless I asked my family for it.
Did not ask for money before can only advise her not to do stupid things first, that career once started, the average person can not stop, money, spend money, and want to have money, and then earn, vicious circle. She said not yet.
I then drank half a bottle of dry red in one gulp, watching drunkenly as the hands of the dead pig-faced Koreans moved back and forth all over the chicks’ bodies, with one twisting and curling up in the couch in between. I turned around and went into the restroom of the booth to throw up, and she followed me in, patting me on the back. After throwing up and rinsing out my mouth, I turned to sit on the toilet seat, and she reached over and unlocked the door. In fact, I had already made up my mind, but I was just waiting, while I was still clean… I realized now that she was wearing nothing but a backless burgundy blouse and a short black skirt, with her flat belly facing my head, and the faint scent of a woman. I hadn’t touched a woman in a long time, and with the alcohol, I reached out and wrapped my arms around her thighs.
The Traveling Woman’s Fascination (3)
She’s a fallen angel, but the look on her face isn’t lustful, it’s calm, you might even say natural. Those highly educated women are more like the women of the world, because their every move always reminds you: you have to be responsible for me, or I’ll make you regret it for the rest of your life. She is not like them, there is a kind of hanging up the suspicion of selling, you let them lick with their mouth, they will annoy you for a few days, ask you if you learn from pornography.
She let me play with my favorite parts. Her skin was white and crystalline, transparent with a pinkish tinge when viewed from above, and even pale pink underneath, which could be regarded as the best of the best. Her peeled crystal pear shaped breasts smelled of sweet milk, and as I savored them, she tilted her head back and gently shook her body, intoxicated with herself.
To be ashamed to say, every day’s super amount of muscle training, so that the brother I am not very keen on that, the former girlfriend also often complained, but in the face of her slender, warm, soft, calling body, my self-confidence and small brother at the same time fight rose, and unprecedentedly large.
Next door came the ghostly karaoke and lewd sounds, very powerful sensory stimulation. My breathing is getting more and more rapid, rough hand grabbed her hips, reversed her down on my crotch, she backhanded to find the general, not waiting for me to react, a twist of the buttocks to sit on it. Cool, women to this point, really let me “fed up with the woman oppression of the big man” sigh.
Although she hadn’t yet been introduced to bed with someone, by the feeling that this wasn’t her first or second time, her body was tender and slippery, but the space was quite limited, there were a few blocks, but every time I passed, there was another hole in the sky, and when I was fully inside, she let out a low squeal, and the whole thing held up and didn’t move anymore.
I sniffed the scent of her hair, occasionally kissing down her back and up her neck, slowly sending air into the holes of her ears, mouthing drunken words. She ate and laughed and began to rock up and down with increasing intensity. I grabbed one of her breasts with one hand and reached into her river grass with the other, tweaking her most sensitive details.
She was in a frenzy, bracing her hands against the wall and screaming “ah… ah… oooh… mmm…” I wanted to cum a few times but refrained, as the shadow of my ex-girlfriend’s abortion had always interfered with my sexual interest.
As she spoke her body spasmed, a high convulsion inside her, I was gripped to the point that my whole body was swollen and bursting, my brain was buzzing, and what the hell, I tightened my arms around her waist and erupted in a volcanic eruption all at once, while howling loudly.
I never plan everything in life. I just let it happen. Now that it’s happened, I’m starting to regret it. What am I, Su San’s Wang Jinlong? Du Shinniang’s Li Jia? I don’t know what love really feels like, I just know that I like to be together, no pressure, no bickering or instigating, this feeling of nothing changing, a lift of the hand, a throw of the foot, a look and a smile.
My last girlfriend sucked me in by telling a moving love story at a party. The girl in front of me wasn’t like those women of the past who had considerable independence and didn’t have the capital to sell herself to the United States, Canada, or Australia as a world expo. She may just be the daughter of some laid-off workers, we all have similar childhood and teenage years, thought that after growing up is the master of the country, now there may be some people can not even be the master of their own body, but they only have the body left. Maybe she’s the daughter of Li Peng or a high-ranking official, or even the daughter of a tycoon…
My mind scrambled, the point was that I wasn’t a dirty john, what the hell was I supposed to do with her after the sex?
(to be continued)