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I remember when I was in college, I went out to work during the summer vacation because I wanted to earn some money to get a new computer. Because I wanted to earn more money, I decided to become a young master in a hotel. Not only could I receive tips, but I could also watch the beautiful hotel ladies, and the work wasn’t tiring, as the saying goes, “Fishing and washing pants, eating and getting paid”.
But this is not a normal life, you have to work from 8:00 pm to 3:00 am every day, and you are not very used to it when you first start doing it.
I remember the first time I went to work, I got to the hotel about 7:30am. I was busy sweeping the floors and wiping the tables.
Every one you see is greeted with great eagerness. No half-dozen wine ladies were in the store at this time, and did not come in in twos and threes until after eight o’clock.
Don’t think that the hotel ladies are glamorous, they mostly come to the store dressed normally, and wait until they are almost at work before they slip off one by one to the restroom to change and put on make-up on the empty sitting area in the meantime.
Although each lady’s make-up position is different, the way they squeeze their eyebrows, put lipstick on with their mouths crooked, and apply foundation with their teeth open basically all look the same.
On my first day at work, I was stopped by a lady who politely asked me to buy pantyhose at a superstore. I gave her a hundred dollars, and when she came back, she waved her hand and asked me not to give any change, which was the first time I got a tip.
The other young master was kind enough to teach my young master the art of earning a living. Don’t think it’s easy to be a young master, it takes a lot of skill to earn more tips.
First of all, the lady in the store is the biggest. Isn’t that customer the biggest? No! The lady is the biggest! What do you mean? If you have a lady who can make you feel good, the customers will stick to the store. Without a lady, there will be no customers, and without customers, there will be no tips.
So our bread and butter is the wine lady, not the guests.
That’s why young masters must be very careful to make a good relationship with each lady. Not only can they not take tips when they run errands, but they also have to introduce young ladies to guests they don’t know very well. This way, the ladies will occasionally give the guests a good idea of what to expect and ask them to give tips to the young masters. When the ladies are in a bad mood, you have to make them happy; when they are hungry, you have to help them buy food; when they have drunk too much wine, you have to help them buy antidepressants; when they have a big bag in their hands, you have to help them carry their luggage; when the day comes, you have to help them buy puerperium and take the pain; some young masters even have better service, and they can act as a free cowherd for the ladies when they are in need of money.
So some idiot drinkers who thought they could pick a better girl by asking the young master for an introduction were really mistaken.
The young masters would only introduce girls who could help him earn tips, and it was none of the young masters’ business to know how good the girls were or whether they had a good body.
Again, be able to recognize guests. The guest’s last name is Zhang, Li, Wang, absolutely must be memorized. The next time you see them again, a “Hello, Mr. Zhang!” Maybe you can earn a hundred or two hundred dollars in tips. And since we all “know”
Now, they’ll often buy you a drink when you bring them wine, food and towels. Don’t be skeptical, you’ll get a tip for a glass of this wine.
An even better trick is to make sure that you take special care of the guests who are left out in the cold. To come to a place like a hotel is to have fun, and in case some of the guests are left out by their peers, you should help them pour drinks and grind their teeth at the right time. When they are in a good mood, they may tip five hundred and one thousand instead of one hundred and two hundred.
After a good pre-diligence education at La La Land, it was time to get to work.
At the beginning of the work is not bad, the end of the food and wine towels, drinkers sparse. To eleven or twelve o’clock in the middle of the night, the drinkers are drinking seven, eight points drunk, the show began to play.
One of the most common scenarios is that the guests will be up and down on the ladies, which is quite common. It is not uncommon to see the different natures of the ladies when faced with such customers.
Some of the ladies are very bold, after taking a couple thousand tips from the customers, they will use their hands to put the customer’s hands into their clothes. When we send towels and small dishes in, an inattentive also see the clothes were pulled up to the neck, two half-sized breasts in mid-air shaking scene. The amount of tip for this kind of lady is usually not too small, of course, it should not look too much like a dinosaur, so that the customers will be willing to spend a little tip to touch her.
Another type of lady belongs to the appetizing type, you spend a thousand dollars, she only let you through two or three centimeters thick magic bra outside the clothes touch. Some magic bra inside the lining is also water filled silicone down, may have to mainland to the supernormal capabilities of people to touch things.
So the more the guests touch the more itchy heart, had to spend a little more tip, so that the hand can be reached by the cuffs of the clothes. So those with long enough fingers can barely touch the edge of the breasts, anyway, no fish or shrimp, as much as they can touch. Want to touch more? If you want to touch more, you have to spend a little more money, so you have to spend 5,000,000 dollars to touch your upper body.
Although the method is different, but the ladies money-making skills are more than one. A summer vacation down, really watched too many games, even which lady which breast has a mole, probably remembered.
Touching the top is considered polite, sometimes I enter the box, I also see the hand into the short skirt of the lady guests.
In all honesty, it’s better to look than to touch. Drinking too much beer and touching people’s skirts, there is no guarantee that you will not want to go to the toilet. In case the ladies have some strange diseases, if you touch the lady’s side and then go to the restroom and touch your side, I don’t know if you will get sick with them.
On the contrary, we are watching the fight, anyway, to see a meaning is very pleasant, and not afraid of getting sick. Some of the ladies who dare to play, not only let the guests reach into the pants, but also make strange moans to help.
By one or two o’clock in the morning, the wine ladies were bringing out those who were bringing out, and those who were getting drunk. Some of the drinkers were talking about the price after they had been up and down, and some of them were too drunk to realize it. I, on the other hand, was grabbed by the guests and toasted from time to time, and also got a little bit drunk.
When I got home, I was busy counting my tips, and I was surprised to see that I had 1,800 yen. It seems that on top of the new computer, even a new locomotive can be bought after doing a summer vacation.
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After a few days on the job, the work was easy. After getting acquainted with the ladies, I would always work with a few special ones. When new customers come, I will introduce them to sit on the stage, they will also help me to argue tips. Among those girls, the one I remember most is Amy.
She seems to be the youngest lady here. I heard that she is only 14 years old. But with makeup, she looks like she’s twenty. She gets drunk easily, and when she’s drunk, she’ll say anything. Then I would see her come to our young master’s lounge and point out to the guests that she had slept with someone or something. I didn’t realize until this time that the problem of child prostitutes is really not ordinary serious.
After seeing more guests up and down, you won’t get a nosebleed anymore, and you’ll recognize some of the guests, as well as the young ladies they usually go out with. Even after running errands for the ladies, they will recognize which lady wants to wear which brand of stockings, which lady wants to use what brand of tampon, which lady wants to eat which family’s chicken leg rice.
We young masters usually go to work on time, and the only time we have the chance to work overtime is to take drunken girls home. Since it’s three o’clock in the morning after work, it’s a bit dangerous to let the drunk girls go back by taxi, so we have to be responsible for driving some of the drunk girls back.
At that time, I was living in Danshui, so the ladies who lived in Zhongshan North Road, Chengde Road, Shilin, Shipai, etc., had to be driven back by me in case they got drunk.
Riding a motorcycle with a drunken girl is very scary. If they are just a little drunk, it’s okay, but if they are very drunk, I have to worry about whether they will fall off the bike or not. What’s more, I have to worry about the police officers who ambush me on the side of the road, they love to check my motorcycle with strange women on it, and I have to spend half a day explaining myself every time I get caught.
Usually, after I drive the girls to my place, most of them are still capable of opening the door by themselves, so I don’t have to worry about them. When I go to work the next day, the girls I drive will still be very polite to me, and they will try their best to help me ask for tips from the customers, so basically I quite like to drive them.
I didn’t realize the horror of carrying a drunken lady until one time, when the lady with the fancy name of Red got so drunk that she rotted away.
I gave her a ride as usual, but she was so drunk that she asked me to stop and let her vomit on the side of the road. That’s all, but she ended up throwing up right on my clothes when she wasn’t paying attention.
The smell of booze, vomit, and sticky stuff on my clothes was very disturbing. I had to drive her back before I could sneak back to the dormitory to take a shower.
I stumbled along the way, the drunken person’s center of gravity is not stable, making my car more difficult to ride. When I got to her house, I didn’t even have the strength to open the door, and my whole body was soft on the ground, so I had to help her from the first floor to the fourth floor, and opened the door for her to go in, which was exhausting.
Xiao Hong was living in a very pretty apartment, it looked like the kind that was specially made to be rented out to people, and it was very beautifully decorated. With a space of about twenty pings, it was surprising that only one person was living there, so obviously the ladies were earning quite well and could afford to live in this kind of place alone.
When I got to her house, I looked for the bathroom without saying a word, trying to dry off the stuff she threw up on me, otherwise it would be too hard to keep getting covered in all this sticky, gooey vomit residue.
After a while, suddenly Xiao Hong also ran in, only to see that she was naked and put hot water to try to take a bath. Maybe she was too drunk to notice that someone was in there. I was really embarrassed and stood in the bathroom not knowing what to do. On the one hand, I wanted to sneak home quickly, but also very colorful want to see the naked beauty.
Apart from seeing naked women in pornography and books, this is the first time I’ve seen a completely naked woman, so I inevitably want to take a closer look.
“Sam, why are you… what are you doing here?”
‘You threw up on me, I had to clean it up ah.’
‘That’s why we have to clear it…’
“Take off, take off, take off… I’ll wash you…”
‘That’s not necessary…’
“I told you to take off your clothes… but you didn’t… give me face… face…”
Arguing with someone who was drunk only made it worse, so I had to get busy taking my top off and giving it to her.
‘Then… I’ll wait in the living room…’
“Go… go go go…”
I couldn’t ride my bike back with my upper body bare, so I had to watch TV in the living room. The problem was, after watching TV for half a day, I didn’t see her come out, and if I didn’t leave, I’d be stranded on the road.
On the one hand, I was also a little horny, and on the other hand, I was also a little worried, so I slipped back to the bathroom. Only to see Xiaohong collapsed in the bathtub and fell asleep, her body was still smeared with soap bubbles. My poor clothes were lying on the floor.
This time it’s a big problem. Everyone knows that I drove Xiao Hong back. Now that she’s sleeping in the bathtub, if she wakes up the next day, she’ll catch a cold in all likelihood, and she’s covered in soap bubbles.
So I decided to be kind and help her with her bath…
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So I picked up a towel and began to wash it very carefully. Xiao Hong wasn’t exactly a top-notch beauty, but with her dimpled figure, she was really attractive to me who hadn’t touched a woman before.
Her skin was very white and thin, and she was covered in soapy water from the neck down, so I couldn’t see her clearly. I gently whispered “hello” in her ear, but there was no response at all.
So I was careful to put my hand in the water and secretly touched her breast. At this time my heart was beating so fast that I felt a little breathless.
Looking over at her, still unresponsive, I took a deep breath and honestly took hold with my entire hand.
I just felt that her breasts were really soft and comfortable, the whole palm of my hand couldn’t fit, it probably took two hands to cup them.
After gently touching her for a while, she only felt her nipples harden little by little in her palm.
This felt really fun, and Red had her eyes closed, wondering if she was really unconscious. I pulled her up a little, so that her upper body are sitting away from the water. Snow-white peaks jumped out of the water, is very beautiful, the only shortcoming is that it is covered with bubbles, not very clear to see.
So I drained the tub and turned on the hot water and used the rosette to quickly rinse her off.
After casually grabbing a towel to dry her off, he helped her back to the bed.
She threw her soiled clothes all over the floor, stained with some leftover residue from her vomit, and it just smelled really bad. So I took all that stuff to the laundry basket in the bathroom by hand and just felt like my whole heart was going to beat out of my chest. My face was hot, and beads of soybean-sized sweat rolled down from my forehead.
Looking at my watch it was past five and I really should be heading back early, but I couldn’t let a beautiful woman go without touching her. Just look at it, I breathed, thinking wildly.
When she returned to the bed, she was still lying down, sound asleep, so she must have fallen asleep. She was lying on her side, her long legs crossed, very sexy. I tried to pull her shoulders, pulling her into a supine position, and her round breasts appeared in front of me, like vanilla ice cream with red strawberries.
I couldn’t help but lean my mouth up and gently nibble on the little strawberry, feeling her harden little by little in my mouth. I was really afraid that she would suddenly wake up, and I had to pay attention to her reaction every now and then. But she was really passed out, no wonder I became more and more bold. In the end, I not only held it with both hands, but also sucked on it, fantasizing that I was going to make love to her.
I finally couldn’t resist putting my hand towards her crotch, it was so wet and slippery that it was almost wet to the bed sheet. Can a woman get wet even when she’s asleep? I’m not really sure. Maybe it was too slippery, a finger slipped into the hole by accident.
It just felt like my fingers were wrapped around the whole thing in something hot and slippery, and there were some little wrinkles on the inside when I felt around a little bit, so maybe it would be nice to actually do it with her. Then I let my fingers in, kissing her breasts, ears & neck on one side. Soon her hearty sounds turned into gasps, but her eyes were still closed tightly, wondering what was going on.
In fact, I was quite curious as to what would become of her if this continued, so I just let my fingers twitch inside her. At some point, her strength seemed to become so great that she held me tightly, her body stiffening like a cramp, and her fingers gripping my arm. The nails were on the arm, leaving deep marks. The fingers placed inside, also felt as if they were being swallowed up for a bit, constantly being sucked in by her.
Maybe she had an orgasm, look at the sheets, they are wet, I wonder if she is having wet dreams about having fun with her lover.
So I packed up and rode back. Along the way full of colorful mind, still thinking if she did what, forgive her also do not know. Unfortunately, I have the color but not the guts, and I can’t do anything further, so I can only drool on the sidelines.
When I think about it, I’m still a little bit sorry for her, and I have a little bit of a guilty conscience, I wonder what will happen to her when I go to work at night. After going back to bed, I really woke up in a dream, still thinking about the next time I encountered the same thing, should I be a little more colorful.
In the evening after work, sure enough, Red specified that she wanted me to drive her back, even though she didn’t look like she was drunk.
The two of them had nothing to say all the way to her house before she asked me to go upstairs and have some tea with her.
“Tell me, did you do anything to me yesterday?”
‘Ah… no…’ I felt a chill in my heart… was she getting angry?
“I remember you ran to the bathroom later, how come today when I woke up… ugh… I was so ashamed…”
‘Ah… I really didn’t do anything…’ I was busy telling her everything that happened last night. She was blushing and gasping for breath, not knowing what to think.
Of course, I’m not going to say I’m going to get all naughty and naughty with her.
“You really didn’t?”
‘There really isn’t!’ Well, we’ll have to see what there isn’t… I grunted.
“Are people that unattractive!”
Ah, such a thing to say.
‘No… I… I… haven’t done it with a woman before… I wouldn’t dare…’
“Hey, you must have eaten yourself yesterday, I’m sorry!”
‘Ah…’ I blushed, not daring to say anything… in case I said that I hadn’t eaten myself, it wouldn’t mean that I had eaten her; and in case I said that I had eaten myself, I would be ashamed of my face.
“Oh, look at you… you’re so shy… you can stay here today… I’ll make it up to you…” Without waiting for me to say anything, she took my hand: “Come on, let’s take a shower!”
My heart stopped for a moment, and I shivered a little, red-faced and unsure of what to do.
“Heh! You look stupid, you really haven’t touched a girl before. Don’t be afraid, I won’t eat you.”
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The two of them went to the bathroom together and I froze there, not knowing what to do. She started undressing without a fuss, and I watched in awe as my mouth went dry.
“Is it nice?” She said as if nothing had happened.
I nodded slowly, not quite daring to undress. In the end, I had to labor on her to help me take them off, one by one.
Then, she grabbed my hand and playfully put it on her chest, “Comfortable?”
‘Uh-huh.’
“Shame on you, look how big it’s gotten.”
‘Ah…’ I couldn’t help but cry out as she suddenly held it in her hand, as if electrified, causing me to swoon .
In a short while, the water was put on, and the two of them soaked in the bath tub, and I picked up the body lotion to help her rub her back. As I rubbed, I rubbed from the back to the front. She also began to gasp, and suddenly turned back to me and hugged me. With the body lotion on, her whole body was wet and slippery and the hug was really comfortable, causing me to almost lose my breath. She then proceeded to use her plump bosoms to swim all over my body. A trace of electricity, along with her highs and lows, traversed the whole body.
In fact, I don’t know what I was thinking. I was a little afraid, not knowing what would happen if I kept on like this; and I was a little looking forward to it, not knowing if the male-female thing was as pleasurable as I thought it would be.
I closed my eyes and slowly enjoyed this unprecedented feeling. Not long after, Red suddenly stopped, “Want some excitement?” She smiled playfully and winked.
‘What?’ I was bewildered.
She leaned over and blew in my ear, tingling, “Wait…”
Before I could regain my senses, a tingling sensation ran through my left ear like a lightning strike, causing me to involuntarily let out a choking sound.
Like a kitten, she nipped my ear gently with her teeth, “Comfy?” She said as she lightly meshed me on one side.
I was left gasping for breath, unable to fight.
“Do you know what it feels like when a woman is penetrated by a man?”
‘I…’ Of course I don’t know.
“She stuck her tongue in my ear, and if it had been a thunderclap, now it was like the fire of the sun, with a huge flame coming down from her head to her neck to her belly, and I don’t even know if it was a whimper of flames.
‘Let me in…’ I just felt that the volcano was about to erupt, swollen and swollen, and I couldn’t help but try to find a place to get in.
“Surrender, right?”
‘Hmmm…’ How can you bully a child who has never been in battle like this and not lose your armor?
The two hurriedly washed up and headed straight for the bedroom before they could even dry their water.
She told me to lie still, but changed her approach and kissed my neck, shoulders, and chest instead. The movements were gentle and smooth, like light smoke in the breeze, all the way down.
The smoke from the cooking, would stop against the hills.
Like a greedy child, she relentlessly licked the soon-to-be-melted cone, licking it in a circle, running her hand over it gently, as softly as a feather drifting down in the air. I, on the other hand, was swept round and round into the vortex of passion, round and round from the bottom up to hold me tightly circled. The onslaught of lust, pooled into a small river, was gathered in the dam again, and little by little it filled up.
The torrent of water seeped out of the dam little by little, and I felt as if I had been placed under the bright sun like the first snow, melting little by little. At first, it was only like a small thin stream of water, which gradually eroded through the solid dam and finally poured out wildly.
I moaned helplessly, letting myself out down the vortex of catharsis. It was as if time stood still, one wave followed by another, endless, never having enjoyed such incredible feelings in my life. The whole thing was as if it had been hollowed out, there was no more consciousness, no more time.
When I came back to my senses, I was still shaking.
“Heh! You shot a lot…” she said with some water stains around her mouth.
‘No… I’m sorry…’ I felt so ashamed that I was so useless, and it didn’t take long for her to touch me.
“How does it feel?”
‘Thank you… really made me feel good to say that.’
An inexplicable drowsiness overtook me and a small, involuntary yawn escaped. I curled up against her chest, listening to her heartbeat and letting her gently stroke my hair, my eyelids seeming a million pounds heavier.
Maybe it was because I was not comfortable with the pillow, she moved a little, woke me up from sleep, only to realize that she was the one who was helping me, how could I fall asleep?
Following the instincts of the Creator, which have been in place for millions of years, I cupped and sucked on her large breasts, and her breathing began to become rapid, with small cries coming out of her mouth, “Gently… gently bite… with your teeth…” She corrected my clumsy movements from time to time.
Under her guidance, I kissed my way from her full breasts to her ears, shoulders, and wet lips. Free hands also can’t help exploring her body, from top to bottom and then down, all the way to the place where the water gurgles. She wriggled and moaned as she pulled me down to the source… and with an “ah”, they became one. After a few moments, I have to admit that it was a great pleasure.
Although there was no love, my thrilling first time was used on Red. After that, I was able to run errands at her house whenever she wanted or I wanted, and the two of them dated each other in a purely carnal relationship. I wasn’t in love with her, and I don’t think she was in love with me. The only difference is that she is my first woman, it is inevitable that there will be a little bit of subtle affection exists. Watching her being taken out on the field would have been a little bit upsetting. But she’s not my girlfriend after all, so it’s useless to be unhappy.
Although I am older than her, her social experience is really much richer than mine. Especially in matters of men and women, she was almost always the one who taught me, turning me from a clumsy man to a man who could satisfy women. She often tells me that it doesn’t matter if a man is not handsome, a woman will automatically choose the man who can make her happy. Making love is not about being brave and invincible, most women love foreplay more than making love itself.
Whether it’s for a man or a woman, what everyone is chasing after in the opposite sex is probably just a dream!
The mundane, unexciting life of a young master doesn’t shift a bit until a new young lady arrives at the hotel. All the men, at the first sight of her, almost froze.
That is a black woman, long hair, white like snow skin, no makeup at all, but so beautiful that people dare not look directly. Even this is the first time I realized that the original pair of flawless legs, not wearing stockings instead of more beautiful.
Her flower name is Night Shadow, legend has it that she is a national university school flower level character, our manager specially heavy money to poach.
She says she is the shadow that lives in the night. She is the queen of the night, she says. She is the night, she says. Legend has it that she is as cold as ice. Legend has it that she was never drunk. Legend has it that she has never been brought out on stage. Legend has it that if you try to eat her tofu, you’ll die a horrible death.
On her first day, the hotel was a sensation. Although she does not talk much, but the charm of the house drinkers spellbound. The big boss of the stock market Wang, and even opened a hundred thousand dollars of the sky price of the night ferry capital, were her a smile over.
It wasn’t until a white man in a Porsche picked it up at the end of the day that I realized that $100,000 might actually be peanuts to her.
The appearance of Miss Night Shadow did increase the hotel’s business. However, Miss Moon Shadow has a special characteristic, she never asks for tips for the young masters. As a matter of fact, she is so popular that she has an endless number of tables every day, so she doesn’t need to rely on the young men to introduce her to new customers.
However, business has improved and our young master’s income has become more lucrative. I used to get 2,000 dollars a day in tips, but now I can get 2,500 to 3,000 dollars a day. I might even be able to afford a used car after a summer vacation!
After this period of time, I have changed from a rookie young master to a veteran young master. I was recognized by all the people working in the Roppongong area. For example, some customers would ask us to buy cigarettes and betel nut for them, so I would always go to the betel nut stall. Every time I go to a regular betel nut stall, the lady boss there has a good understanding and will always give me two extra betel nuts when she sees me. Although I don’t eat betel nut, other young masters do, so I would take those two betel nuts for public relations.
It’s a shame there were no betel nut sissies in those days, or you might have been able to put one or two on.
Ms. Nightshade is a very strange person, she always has a lot to talk about with the wine ladies, but she never has a good opinion of our young master’s generation. None of us in the young master’s sorority have a favorable impression of her, even though we all think she’s very pretty. I would greet her every time I saw her, but I never had a conversation.
On the other hand, I maintained a good relationship with Ms. Xiao Hong, and we helped each other out, so both sides benefited from each other. Sometimes when I came home late, I honestly spent the night at her place and went out for dinner and shopping together the next day.
I’ve always hoped that Xiaohong could just quit when she’s done, and find an honest man to marry after she’s made enough money. She, on the other hand, always thought that she didn’t have enough money to spend and hoped to get two more years. For a pair of people who are bound together by their physical needs, it doesn’t matter whether or not she listens to what I say.
Through Xiao Hong’s description, I realized that although Night Shade was very popular, she was very good at helping other ladies to solicit customers and asking for tips. That’s why all the ladies in the store were very friendly to her. Originally, when she first arrived, there were many ladies who were worried that she would steal too many customers, but later they all had to rely on her to earn more tips.
The long summer vacation was finally over, and I calculated that I had earned about 150,000 yen. After getting a brand new computer and a brand new motorcycle, I had to start my normal school life again. At this point in my life, my pockets were full and I was living a very comfortable life.
On Xiao Hong’s part, since she had a new young master to keep her company, I gradually contacted her less and less. The days at the hotel seemed to have come to an end.
The years went by in a hurry, and after taking the silver earned from the hotel and going to cram school for half a year, I successfully entered the graduate school of the National University.
I don’t know whose rule it is, but it seems that all national universities have to have an artificial lake. This kind of regulation, for the love of fishing, I really have a great attraction. So I immediately got a fishing license, from time to time in the lake fishing.
Although the school rules prohibit fishing at night, but the fish can only be caught at night, so I often sneak to the lake in the middle of the night to steal fishing. Since I usually took the fish I caught during the day to the school police, they almost always recognized me. If they caught me at night, I would be fine, and sometimes they would even smoke and chat with me. Of course, in case I catch a fish, I have to give them two more.
Fishing at night can see many, many interesting things. Especially in schools, the artificial lake is an important place for couples to meet; the school’s lake is a popular place for dating. The chairs along the lake are often full at night, and slow couples have to wait patiently in line. In the event that someone is lingering on the chairs, couples often wait until the sea is dry and the world is over. That’s why when I fish at night, in case there are no fish, I am busy watching couples dating, which is much more interesting than fishing during the day.
Once, I saw a couple from a distance, hugging and kissing on a chair. One of them lifted the other’s clothes and stuck his head in, and then their bodies were twisting around, making me want to buy a large telescope right away.
Since their movements were too ambiguous, I carried a fishing rod and walked in front of them. By the way, I want to see, the woman looks beautiful. Do not look good, a look at the big shock, the original two people are women.
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See so gossipy things, I fish also lazy fishing, busy packing up fishing tackle, run back to the dormitory Internet bulletin fishing gossip to go.
Because of the school’s disparity in the ratio of girls to boys, with seven boys getting one girl, it immediately caused a fervor of discussion. A large number of bachelors complained on the Internet about the scarcity of girls and the need for homosexuality. There were also some defenders who started to say what was wrong with homosexuality, and there were also homosexual advocacy groups who came out to scold people, which resulted in an internet war.
The most pathetic is me, mailbox suddenly more than a pile of letters to scold people, so I have to apologize one by one; there are also some people are more gossipy to ask what the woman looks like, beautiful or not?
That said, it was so dark, I didn’t get a good look at the two of them. And, the scariest thing is that the person in question came to my door.
I received an e-mail saying that she was the person in question and telling me not to go too far. The user was only online once, and was online from Keizo, not daring to go by the dorm, so obviously she/he didn’t want to be identified. Her user name is Lesby, so I don’t know if there is a special message.
I had to politely apologize to her and explain that I didn’t mean to start an internet uproar, and that this well-written letter of apology might take the edge off.
Unfortunately the math was wrong. A woman’s revenge is horrible.
The next day when I went back online, my mailbox was full. And it’s clearing up every day and exploding every day, so much so that I want to change my account.
But changing my account for fear that my friends and family will find no one when the time comes makes it very difficult for me.
Queried that sender many times and it never came back on line, apparently the apology letter wasn’t seen. In order for the mailbox to stop blowing up, I had to reluctantly post the letter of apology and hope that she would stop flooding my mailbox.
The next day I received a letter from a Lesbi who was the other party. Of course, it was a no-wash account that was only used once. She said she had spoken to Lesby and told her to take it easy, so there should be no more flooding of my mailbox.
To express my apologies, I wrote back to Lesbi that I wished to take them both to dinner to apologize.
Lesbi was more generous, but Lesby didn’t accept, so I only invited Lesbi.
Treating is a learning process, and I’ve never been able to understand the meaning of treating, so I would only choose a place like Bullfighter. This kind of place has a lot of knives and forks and hot iron plates, so if you’re not careful, you’ll get a few more transparent holes in your body, or a bull-shaped iron plate branding.
The first time I saw Lesbi, I was a little surprised. Although she wore short hair, but it is difficult to hide the beauty of the original color, should be handsome kind of beautiful it! She is a very talkative girl, not afraid to be a stranger, and when she opens her mouth, she talks endlessly.
‘If only she wasn’t a lesbian.’ I thought to myself.
Since I hadn’t been injured by a knife and fork after dinner, I dragged her out to see the night view. Once we talked, it turned out that she drove the car while I rode the motorcycle, so I had to give her a ride, hoping I wouldn’t get lost in the middle of nowhere.
She drove the car to the Xinfeng Grand Slope on the first line of the Taiwan Straits, where the night view of Hsinchu was unobstructed. The scent of her body came from her side, very comforting.
“Do you think I’m pretty?”
”It’s pretty, and it’s handsome too! If you were a boy, you’d charm a lot of girls.”
“Heh, I’ve been charming a lot of girls for a long time.”
I almost forgot, she’s a lesbian, and she’s charmed a lot of girls as a matter of course.
‘How did you fall in love with a girl?’
The expression on her face was a little complicated: “Actually, I love girls and I love boys. I love being a girl and I love being a boy. The love between a man and a man is more like passion. Love with a woman, but sublimated to the art, that is really feelings.”
‘I don’t hear it very well yeah.’
She lit up a cigarette and smoked it slowly, with an enigmatic color in her eyes: “You’re not a woman, you wouldn’t understand.”
‘Well, what’s to say then that woman’s affection for woman is art?’
She flicked her cigarette ash: “Art is a realm. Women’s hearts, only women can understand, so only women can really love women. To be loved by someone who understands a woman completely is the only way to be truly loved.”
‘Men can understand women’s hearts, too…’
“Re! Men can never really understand women. Because, after all, men are not women. Just as a man knows a woman better than he has ever endured the pain and discomfort of menstruation.”
‘But a woman can’t marry a woman…’
“That’s what makes same-sex love great, choosing an ending where there is no ending, that’s true love.”
Even I was getting confused after she said that: ‘Then why do you love men too?’
“What a passion men can give me. They don’t know women, and the uncertainty of letting someone who doesn’t know me occupy me makes me blush and makes my blood boil.”
”I see… so do you want to be a man or a woman today?”
“Guess…”
‘Men.’
“You know your stuff!”
‘Well, what else would you be doing with me pulling such philosophical stuff?’
I lit up a cigarette and looked at Lesbi through the layers of smoke, and all I could think about was how complicated it was to be a man or a woman.
“Do you drink?”
‘Drink, what’s wrong?’
“Then go to my dorm and drink!”
‘You don’t have class tomorrow?’
“No class.”
‘Then you won’t be afraid of getting drunk…’
“Don’t worry, I’m not drunk.”
‘I get drunk very easily…’
“Ahem… Drunkenness will throw you downstairs.”
After fooling around for a while, Lesbi drove me to the Matador and took my locomotive before heading straight for University Avenue.
She rented a suite outside the school, and contrary to what I expected, her room was very messy, not like a girl’s room.
Taking a few light sips of whiskey, it struck me that there are a lot of girls who smoke and drink these days.
‘Where’s Lesby?’
“She’s at school catching up on her report, it’s due tomorrow.”
”You brought a boy back, aren’t you afraid she’ll be jealous then?”
“Heh, she thinks I’m not interested in boys!”
‘Hmm… I see… you girls also have secrets that you hide from your lovers?’
“Are there ever fewer secrets in a man’s heart?”
I cocked my head and thought about it, and it seemed to be true. No matter who it is, there are always some things in their heart that they don’t want people to know. It’s just that I have the impression that men are less likely to keep secrets, and if they don’t pay attention, they won’t be able to hide the secrets in their hearts.
〈６〉
“Singing to the wine, the geometry of life, like the morning dew, the bitter days of the past…” she murmured, seemingly thinking as if she were not thinking.
”Yo, don’t say that… why go through a lot of pain when there’s so much more to come?” I was busy making her laugh.
“Women and women, maybe it’s really going to be a bitter day…”
”Then won’t you change men for a long time to come!”
“Poor mouth!”
The two of them had a word with each other and dozed off, drunkenly falling asleep between cups.
Maybe it was the wine, but we didn’t wake up to the sound of the phone until the next afternoon. After a night of sleeping on the floor, a bit of a headache and a sore neck, our heads were a blur as we listened to Lesbi talking on the phone.
People are funny, they often speak in one tone of voice in person and pick up the phone and it’s immediately different.
All I could hear was her grasping the phone and not letting go, spouting off all the time, and hearing my chicken mother’s skin fall all over the place. It turns out that Lesby is busy, said today can not accompany Lesbi. As the saying goes, it’s better to be married than to be parted, and the two of them started to talk about each other without seeing each other all night long, which made me sit beside her and look for a hole in the ground.
After holding out for an hour, it was hard to wait for her to hang up the phone, and when the two of them thought that there didn’t seem to be anything to do, I dragged her to the school’s artificial lake to steal a fishing trip.
The two were happily chatting by the lake and then pointing at other couples as they went along. I brought a high magnification bird watching binoculars with me, not realizing that girls love to watch people cuddle and kiss, and even she would grab the binoculars for a peek.
I got two pairs of fishing rods, one for each person. Luckily, there were plenty of small fish in the school, so I could pull a fish or two up at any time, and with a couple to watch, the time passed in a flash.
We anglers have an unwritten saying called The Meatfoot Theorem. It means that people who can’t fish usually catch bigger and more fish, and this strange theorem is true almost a hundred times. Of the fish caught this time, no less than twenty for the two men together, only the only two-pound one was caught by Lesbi. All the others were so thin and dry that they had to be thrown back into the lake and released.
Lesbi was half happy and constantly was stinking up my ass about how awesome she was.
That said, are small fish is just, caught a two-pound or so, let go and feel pity, do not let go and do not know what to do. After discussing for a while, they decided to grill them on the roof of my dormitory and eat them.
I lived in a student dormitory at my school, a four-story building with a roof that could be accessed, and in the past we used to barbecue on it from time to time. So she and I went to the convenience store in front of the school, bought some utensils, and we roasted meat on the roof and enjoyed the moon. Drinking cold beer, it was really relaxing.
“Hey, look over there…” she said excitedly, pointing her finger at the dormitory in the next building.
‘What is it?’ I didn’t get the message and looked around.
“You see what’s going on in that bedchamber?”
Taking a closer look, oh my God, two naked people writhing on the bed.
‘Wait for me.’ I was busy rushing downstairs to bring up two binoculars.
So the two men had two binoculars and couldn’t take their eyes off it.
That is located on the opposite side of the second floor of the dormitory, the dormitory has four beds, divided into upper and lower two . One of them was by the window, and there were two people lying on it. They were very careful, pulled up the dormitory shutters, but the leaves of the shutters are pulled into a diagonal upward, so we look down from the roof of the building, just to see clearly not be blocked.
The dormitory across the street is about thirty meters away from where I am now, and with thirty-two times larger binoculars, I can see it as if it were right now, and I can see it in every detail.
They had just finished undressing when my binoculars were brought up. The two were naked on the bed, the guy was on top of the girl, kissing the girl uncontrollably. Not long after, as if the woman a little can’t wait to look, with a hand on the boy’s ass to her crotch to send. Gradually, the boy’s movements more and more big, the girl also put two feet rolled in the boy’s waist.
It was only about three minutes, just about the time it took me to finish a cigarette, before they stopped moving. There was almost a thirty second pause when the guy’s body left the girl, and then his head went all the way down, finally buried between the girl’s legs.
I was too busy lighting another cigarette and taking a haphazard sip of beer. Peeking at other people’s moods makes the heart fail and the mouth dry.
At that moment, the girl’s two snow-white thighs were clamped around the boy’s face, and her hands were gripping the boy’s hair. Then her waist began to arch up, like a curled up shrimp. Finally, her abdomen seemed to start contracting involuntarily, and finally the two of them returned to their calm movements, and the guy got up and picked up the toilet paper, and the two of them cleaned up their bodies together.
‘Heh, that was fast!’ I put down the binoculars.
“Yes…” she tightened her lips.
I tapped her on the shoulder, but it startled her and made her jump as a whole.
”Ugh, don’t be nervous, let’s sit and have a beer!”
“Uh…”
The two sat shoulder to shoulder, looking up at the sky, the clear moonlight making the stars hide. Alcohol catalyzed the passionate scene of the party, and their breathing felt stagnant.
I can’t believe I’m peeking at someone having sex with a girl, my face is a little hot and I don’t quite dare to look at her.
‘My face is so hot… Shame on you…’ I was busy trying to diffuse the tension, and as I said this, I raised my hand to cover my face for a moment.
Unexpectedly, she was so nervous that when she raised her hand, it hit her in the eye, “Ouch…” she rubbed her eye, holding it.
”I’m so sorry…” I was busy grabbing her hand that was covering her eyes, trying to rub it for her. The hand I grabbed, however, was a shock like an electric shock.
Her left eye was already wet and very sore.
”Good girl, don’t cry yo, it’ll be ugly…” Busy coaxing her, and seeing that she looked strangely pitiful, I couldn’t help but lower my head down and gently kiss her eyes.
“Bullying me…” She raised her right hand to strike me, but I grabbed it. Her hand was soft and smooth when I held it, and it was a special feeling.
The summer night is as cool as water, the charcoal fire will be extinguished, still burning dark embers. If there seems to be no light, spread on her face, the night is like a layer of gauze, so I can not see her face clearly. A gust of night wind blew, brightening the extinguished fire. Her face has not yet faded tearstains, dazzling like a star in the cold night.
So beautiful, I marveled from the bottom of my heart.
Taking her hand, he gently picked it up and placed it in front of his lips for a kiss. She stared silently at the dark embers, not knowing what to think. Gently, I wrapped my arms around her from behind, kissing her hair, kissing her long neck, kissing her ears, and smelling the light body odor that belongs to her. The first time I saw her was when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night.
With a “hiss,” I kicked down the beer by the coals, dousing the remaining fire, and little by little the night surrounded the two of them again.
Her slightly open lips, half-closed eyes, like a magnet attracted me to kiss her. Uneasy hands, also took advantage of the gap to lift up her blouse, reached in. The long-forgotten feeling came back through my fingertips.
At this point, I am no longer a small child who has not seen the world. Fingertips if playing a soft music, in her full peaks on the flow, a circle slides to the peak of the highest place. Four pieces of intertwined lips also did not leave, let her small tongue in my lips, sucking the male to her passion.
Warm fragrance in my arms, soft jade in my hands, that was a long time ago! When those passionate lips are no longer entangled, I have buried her chest, greedy and forgetful. From the chest to the armpits to the belly, to her waist side, leaving a piece of lip prints.
The night was dark and the fire was exhausted, but her snow-white skin was as smooth and detailed as satin under the moonlight. Unfortunately, it is on the roof of the dormitory, the clothes can not be faded. When I reached into her pants, the peach source has long been running water murmuring, she clamped the lids legs, very hard to block the passion that will soon be extinguished.
“Don’t… please don’t come in…” she let out a pleading murmur.
I froze for a moment, not realizing that a girl in such a passion could still back out: ‘Why? Did I do a bad job?
She shook her head: “I don’t want to apologize to her… I have to… apologize to you…”
‘I know…’ My hormones drove me to passion, but my reasoning prevented me from pushing her: ‘So… is it okay if I don’t have sex with you?’
“Uh…” she nodded.
‘I know.’
Perhaps it was a gamble, but the finger that was in her chaps actually broke right through the door, and was rewarded with a soft whimper.
Milky water gushed out like a hot spring, and even my fingers could feel a stream of warmth flowing down like raindrops. She bit my neck and shoulders obliviously, not daring to make a sound that would be fanciful. I, on the other hand, kept making small circles with my fingers, trying to see if she could hold out.
Within moments, the peachy spot went from tight to loose, and she bit her lip tightly as she held me close. ‘It’s time, right?’ I thought darkly, abruptly she screamed out, her body couldn’t stop twitching, it was as if my fingers were sucked in, making her clamp down tightly.
She stiffened for a moment, then finally couldn’t hold it together and grabbed my hand in hers, signaling to take it out. Playfully, I took my wet finger and applied it to her chest, but unfortunately she was no longer able to resist and was shaking uncontrollably.
Holding a languid and powerless Lesbi, the lust churning in her lower belly had nowhere to pour out. In passing, I grabbed a not-very-cold beer to drink, but it was already bitter and hard to swallow.
“Shea…” she said to me in a voice that couldn’t be any smaller.
‘Heh…’ I kissed her cute nose.
“Do you want me to help you?” She asked kindly.
I shook my head, seeing that she was so wasted that trying to help me would only be scratching an itch. After she had rested, almost half an hour had passed, and the fire had subsided. She straightened up, and I helped her to fasten her messy corset, not forgetting to take advantage of the situation and touch her again.
After we each went home, my roommate laughed out loud as soon as she saw me. Turns out I have quite a few bite marks on my body, and I’m afraid I’ll have to wear turtlenecks in the summer to cover them up.
Maybe people have the so-called bitchy tendency, the more you can’t get something, the more you want to get it.Lesbi this mouth to mouth fat sheep, even let her whole body back. I can’t even tell what color lingerie she’s wearing due to the darkness, so it’s a bit of a heavy loss. But it also made me think about her.
〈７〉
I don’t know if it’s because I have so many sexual fantasies that I think about Lesbi all the time, about her voice, about her face, and about her body.
After a few days, I finally got the chance because she had a program for a topic that she didn’t know how to write and needed my help. I’m a computer science major, so I don’t know much else, but I don’t have much trouble writing programs.
In those days of tortoise-speed computers, if you wanted to do large-scale mathematical calculations, you had to book a supercomputer at the computer center. Lesbi had a Chaos problem that used up the hours of her supercomputer, so she wanted to borrow an account from me.
But even though I am a computer student, I only use the workstation in the office, and I’ve only seen pictures of what a supercomputer looks like, not to mention having an account for it. But I am a Leo boy who loves to save face, how can I surrender so easily! So I told her that I would help her write a Chaos program in a combinatorial language, so that she wouldn’t lose to the supercomputer.
Combinatorial language is the lowest-order programming language, and writing programs in it can often be a hundred times faster than in other languages. However, its program code is not like the high-level program code, even a small thing like one plus one equals two has to be written in several lines of program code in the way that the computer is actually working. Of course, it takes a lot more time to write this kind of program than to use a high-level language.
After half a day’s discussion with her, we decided that I would go to her dormitory to help her write the program, while she would take care of the meals, drinks, and snacks. So I packed up some diskettes and reference manuals and went to her dorm the next day.
I remember in the Stone Age, due to the expensive price of chips, so personal computers, in addition to the central processor, there are optional chips, called “math processor” this kind of thing. Nowadays, these math processors have been built into the central processor. However, the instructions it uses are still a little different from normal instructions.
This time I just found a manual with these special instructions to help Lesbi write math-specific programs.
Perhaps too many fantasies about her, when I first started to write, I was always not very focused, stealing glances at her body every now and then, imagining what she looked like undressed. Since it was in the dormitory, she was dressed very casually. A white t-shirt and a pair of black gym shorts. Through her blouse, two bumps were vaguely visible, swaying as she moved, seemingly without a corset, which was particularly intriguing.
When I first started writing the program, she stood by and watched with interest, but then she couldn’t help and sat on the edge of the bed reading a teenage novel. I alternated between thinking and programming, getting up every little while to move my muscles, and then ogling her with lust.
Perhaps she was tired of sitting and bending at the waist. At one point while stretching, he realized that he could see straight inside by her loose collar.
Or maybe she was looking so intently that she didn’t realize I was looking around. So I stood up and pretended to be exercising, while the crooked idea in my head was adjusting the best viewing angle.
After countless attempts, he finally found the best strategic position to get a good view of her vitals.
At a glance, I saw two blushes, like plum blossoms blooming on top of the snow-white mountain range. Pink two small beans craggy, seems to be rubbed by her blouse from time to time caused by it, I think wildly.
Of course there was another possibility, was she so mesmerized by the sensationalism of the novel that it gave her a slight physical reaction? So I went over and sat on the edge of her bed to see what she was reading.
‘Oh my god, is this a rape drama or what?’
I coincidentally saw a bullying episode.
“Oh, that’s a common formula, the heroine meets the arrogant and unruly hero, and finally, after a lot of hard work, the hero finally realizes he can’t live without the heroine. The hero is completely taken in by the heroine, and then the two live happily ever after.”
“Now it’s the hero who occupies the heroine’s body by force because he can’t stand the temptation and the heroine doesn’t want to give it to him even though she loves her ah.”
‘You girls all read this kind of stuff?’
“It’s beautiful… everyone’s looking at it…”
I suddenly realized that those books on the market with beautiful covers drawn with pastel crayons are actually pornographic novels for girls. After Lesbi’s detailed explanation, I realized that the formula is quite fixed: first, the hero is handsome and has never-ending money and silver. Sometimes the hero is Prince Charming, sometimes a young Prince, sometimes a Belle, and sometimes an Emperor. But they are all rich, and the occupation column is always blank.
Secondly, the hero is so arrogant that he can never be taken in by any of the girls. It’s a wonder that the prince and the beleaguer would be so easy to take, sometimes there are thousands of beauties in the palace, and there are still a vote of wildflowers and grasses outside that can’t be eliminated by wildfire.
And while there are plenty of wildflowers and weeds, there will never be a drag, lest the heroine will raise someone else’s child when the time comes.
Third, the heroine is poor. In case it’s a costume drama, she will also be accidentally chosen to enter the palace or go to the king’s house to do odd jobs.
Fourthly, it is possible that the heroine is still a virgin, and the first time will surely be very painful, on the contrary, the pain is very comfortable. And in the second half of the first time, the hero will also secrete some kind of unknown anesthetic, so that the heroine will only stay in pleasure without pain.
Fifthly, after a lot of hard work, the hero and heroine finally live happily ever after. Silver will always fall from the sky, so the heroine’s job after marriage, as long as responsible for shopping and traveling around the world. What’s even better is that there is no work, plus eating and drinking every day, no need to work out and diet and swim and jump aerobically, and the body never gets out of shape.
“So in short, just string ten bed scenes together and you’ve got a Chalk Crayon novel.”
Lesbi can’t write a program and froths at the mouth when she mentions teenage A-books.
‘OK, OK! It’s noon yeah, where’s my lunch?’
I forgot to tell her that I’m not a beleaguered lord, and I don’t have servants to bring me food.
“Right ho, I’m going to get a bento, what do you want to eat?”
‘Just get a ribs and rice, preferably with a bottle of coke.’
So she hurried off, leaving me alone in her room, just in time to have a chance to peek at something I shouldn’t, and hopefully not grow pinpricks.
〈１０〉
Since he clearly took third base at the last barbecue on the top floor of the dormitory, he couldn’t even figure out that she was wearing that kind of underwear.
So this time, before I started writing the program, I swore that I would take the opportunity to see what I didn’t see last time, even if I had to grow pinholes.
Once I was sure that Lesbi had walked out and was no longer in the building, I took a leap of faith and went straight for her closet. As expected, no matter what shape the girl was in, almost all of her personal clothes were in the drawers. When I opened the drawer, there was a neat row of panties in it. It turned out that she had folded her panties into balls and put them there. Unfortunately, I am not sure how to fold them into balls, so I just stared at them, not daring to open them.
She preferred plain underwear, and her pants and bras were mostly yellow. Picking up a bra and taking a look, 34C, the size is quite impressive, no wonder one hand can’t grasp it.
As for clothes, lots of jeans, even suits and pants, just not much in the way of skirt-type clothing. Thinking about her build, with her short, playful hair, it seems like unisex or menswear would look more handsome!
In the top half of the closet, there are two doors that look like places for pillows and quilts. I pulled them open to take a look, and I was surprised. I was a little disappointed, but after peeking at it for half a day, I had a feeling that it was just like that. When I was about to close the door of the cabinet, I accidentally saw a kraft paper bag in the corner.
Anyway, I looked at it, I wonder what secrets are in the paper bag? So I looked carefully at the bag to see what it looked like and where it was placed, lest I would not be able to put it back if I stole it out, and then took a deep breath and took it out.
Opened it and was shocked. It turned out that it contained some small props common to porn. One of them was a stick with a long boy’s dick, and the other was a small oval shaped jumping egg. It turned out that she would actually use such things, which really startled me, and also began to fantasize about her using them, making me blush.
Suddenly the phone rang, startling me. Halfway through being a thief, that phone call almost scared me to death.
It’s a good thing that the heart is quite strong, otherwise it might have actually killed him on the spot.
A quick glance at her watch showed that she’d been out for almost half an hour, and she was busy putting things away so that she wouldn’t be caught alive when she returned.
The phone seems to ring endlessly, and I don’t dare to answer it, afraid of what misunderstanding will happen then, and I will be held at knifepoint to take the king’s water to wash my face. Organize the chaotic thoughts, light up a cigarette. Thinking about it can not let her treat me to lunch for nothing, so obediently began to write up the program.
Little by little, Lesbi never came back and I was so hungry that my belly was sticking to my back. Apart from blindly writing programs and smoking, I really wanted to rush out and look for a convenience store to find some food. But I don’t have her key, so I’m afraid that if I go out, I’ll be locked out, and I’ll be starved for the whole afternoon, is this the fate of peeking at her underwear?
It was late in the evening when she returned home, carrying a lunchbox and half a dozen beers in her hand.
“I’m really sorry, I’m going out to buy something at noon and I’ll meet someone I know, so I can’t leave at the moment, have you eaten yet?”
‘Of course… didn’t eat!’ Honestly, starving to the point of being starry-eyed and a little pissed off.
“Oh, don’t be angry, you’ll get wrinkles and become ugly… If you can’t get a girl then, it’ll be a disaster…”
‘Damn it, if you can’t get a girl, you’ll have to give yourself to her…’
“Rape… rape… nah…” she cried out with a smile, not looking like she’d been raped.
‘I’ll show you strong, strong…’ Running up to tickle her.
“Okay, come on, let’s eat.”
‘Bring it on, bring it on, say it when you’re hungry and flat.’
When I opened the bento, it had long since cooled, the rice grains were hard and lumpy, and the pork on the ribs was caked in grease from cooling off, making it really hard to swallow, so I cringed and nibbled on it.
“Okay, it’s my fault… I’ll show you… Look, there’s cold beer…” She leaned over and kissed me on the head.
As she bent over, I caught a glimpse of her neckline again: ‘Wow, you’re running out without a bra!
“There was a loud thud, and she hit her head so hard she didn’t know if she’d gotten a bump or not.
Casually grilled two mouthfuls of rice, really can not eat, hurriedly packed. Accidentally saw her neck, unexpectedly more two strawberry marks. Snow-white neck, lined with a touch of crimson like blood.
‘Damn girl, you ran off to make out roar? Seeing color and forgetting your friends, huh?
“Yes? Yes? It’s a beautiful day…” she feigned innocence, her eyes blinking at me.
I realized that she had red eyes, as if she had been crying.
‘What’s wrong? Who bullied you? Your eyes are red…”
“No… it’s a beautiful day!”
‘Really?’
“Really…”
‘Come on, let’s clink then.’ I picked up my beer and clinked the bottle with her.
After three rounds of drinks, she got a little bolder and dared to talk to me about what had happened. She is actually very much in love with her girlfriend, but this kind of thing is not quite acceptable in society. She really wants to be with her girlfriend for a long time and is afraid that she won’t be able to stay together in the end. On the other hand, her girlfriend is really beautiful and is very sought after in the gay community.
‘I think it’s weird yeah, why does she only love girls and not guys?’
“She thinks men don’t deserve her. All you men only think with your lower bodies and are no different than animals.”
‘No way! You can’t just knock over all the people in the boat with one stroke!’
“Won’t you?” She sneered, with disdain.
‘Really won’t ah.’
“What about the last roast? You were just as bad as ever.”
‘It… but I didn’t go to bed with you and say so.’ I argued.
“Oh? You…” She suddenly lifted up her blouse, and the 34C temptation jumped out at me, and a certain part of my body rose up in response, immediately responding to her provocation.
‘It’s beautiful, so what?’
“You wouldn’t want me for sex?”
‘No…’
“Really? You stand up for a second.”
I stood up, “See, you lied, didn’t you?” She pointed to my crotch, bulging like a hill.
‘Oh? According to you, then you didn’t want to have sex with me at the last barbecue?’
“It’s not! What makes you say that?”
‘You weren’t a wet mess last time.’
“That’s different wow, it’s only wet because of you, didn’t I say I wouldn’t let you in?”
‘If a man’s dick standing up means he wants to have sex, then you girls wetting your pants means you want to have sex too?’
“That’s different!”
‘How is it different?’
“You guys can want to fuck pretty girls as soon as you see them, we don’t look like that, we have to be in love to be willing.”
‘Boys react when they see pretty girls, you guys are more advanced when you look at teenage A-books and wet your pants all the same, aren’t you?’
“That’s right!”
‘Yo, so according to you, I didn’t have sex with you last time, but you had more fun than me!’
“If I hadn’t let you in last time, you would have fucked me already!”
‘Yes, I was tempted to go in, and the fact that I haven’t done so in that situation is because I wasn’t thinking with my lower body.’
“Oh, you’re not thinking with your upper body because you’re afraid I’m going to call rape!”
‘Do me a favor, if I were really thinking from the bottom, you wouldn’t have turned me down when you said you’d help me out last time, stupid!’
“Fair enough, you really don’t seem to be much like those smelly boys.”
”Everyone is different…”
“And rightly so.”
After half a day of fighting, it’s time to write the program again, I stretched my legs: ‘Okay, I’ll write the program first, you finish reading the book A and I’ll tell you the ending.’
“Eh.”
So I sat back down in front of the computer and wrote the program very intently. Not long after, I suddenly felt someone walking behind me.
“Seeing as you’re having a hard time yeah, can I help you catch the dragon?”
‘Hooray, hooray.’ It was rare for her to be so understanding.
Catching dragons when one was tired was a really bad idea, though, and after letting her catch them twice, her eyes were so restless that she kept trying to sleep.
“Love sleepy roar?”
‘You’re too comfortable, too comfortable, you’ll want to sleep.’
“Then why don’t you take a moment? You’re tired today.”
Before I could say anything, she was busy clearing the bed and asking me to sleep in her bed.
‘That’s not good, is it? I’ll sleep on the floor.’
“How can you sleep on the floor when you’re a guest?”
The two pushed and pulled half a day, I think I have thick skin and thick flesh, and fell asleep on the floor. When I dreamed in the middle of the night, I seemed to see her carefully covering me with a blanket.
By the time I woke up from my nap, she was long gone. There was a breakfast on the desk, and then a note left saying that she had gone to class and that there was a jar of ginger tea next to it, telling me to be a good girl and drink it so I wouldn’t catch a cold if I slept on the floor.
Since I had a thesis seminar to attend, I hurriedly ate, and after arriving at school for class, it was already late in the evening when I saw her again.
She slumped on the table and kept crying.
‘What’s wrong? Who bullied you?’
“It’s okay, just in a bad mood.”
It’s my mom’s fault for giving birth to a Leo. A Leo man is most afraid of seeing a woman cry. I have my hands full, I don’t know what to do.
‘Uh, how about I buy you a cake?’
“No!”
‘Well, how about I buy you Kinshasa?’
“No!”
‘Then how about I sing to you?’
“You sing wow, if you don’t sound good you get thrown off by me.”
‘Brother father really strong ah, honor to my house ah ~~’ I sang in a pentatonic voice, and at the end of it, I would shake a note.
“Dead look!” She puffed out a laugh.
”You, you’re so old and you’re still crying, you’ll get wrinkles and you’ll get fat if you cry too much.”
“I’m a natural beauty, I wouldn’t, don’t worry!”
‘Won’t it? That’s not necessarily true! Look, you’ve got crow’s feet…”
“Really? Really??” She was busy looking for a mirror.
After a week of this, we finally finished her program. And almost every day together will run outside, lakeside beach, everywhere is full of our footprints. I can only hold her hand, do not dare to make a mistake.
She is a very attentive and considerate girl, although she takes care of people like a big sister, she is a bit of a crybaby, which is really compassionate and loving.
(May be continued)