[This isn't necessarily for posting] If you like to read, Factory Girls by Leslie T. Chang is pretty good. It’s about the mass exodus of young women from China’s villages to the factories mostly in Southern China.
Hey, this is my last post for today under this fake name and I’m not sure if I’ll be back (short internet memory). Your site is pretty crazy. I haven’t had internet for about 2 months and this is why its amazing, it gives everyone a voice, and everyone deserves a voice. Its made me realize, and I really don’t want to sound dick, but most of us have no fucking clue what’s going on in the minds of other people. I’m a 23 year old Asian-American going to a pretty good state university and basically reads a lot of old books and jerks off in his spare time, and this blog has been one of the realest most honest things I’ve seen online in a while. I’ve pretty much only slept with one woman and I really cared for that one and thus have been having a loooooooong dry spell. This dry spell is the reason I’m here, essentially horny and looking for something low-commitment and quick and easy. Honestly, if I were to go to a nice steamy room, where some nice lady gives me a good massage and just reaches under to do some extra stress relief, I’d pay a good 100 or 150 of my rather small amount of saving very happily. I just feel that somehow, I’m doing something pretty wrong, not because the whole act is wrong, because somehow its hurting someone, specifically, the chick who is smiling and jerking my off.
Hi Shun. Don’yt be a stranger… juts remember Cuntlet and come back when you want to.
As for your comment, you are right. You don’t know what goes in in her life. Trust me – servicing you for $150 is way better than the alternatives for her, in most cases. If you don’t tip things change, or if you are a complete ass, but if you’re decent it’s a fair trade. And in “decent” I include all sorts of safe perversions… if it’s safe for her, the trade is fair based on your tip.
That post by Shun made me think…
Here’s how I look at it: I try not to judge anyone because I’m not so sure that we have any choice in who we are, or even what we do. So I don’t look down on a girl simply because she works in a massage parlor. Conversely, I’m not too worried about her opinion of me, or especially how society perceives our interaction.
The girls and mama-sans I met never made me feel unwelcome. They have a difficult job (life?) and I like to think that they are grateful if you’re not a jerk. Be polite, respectful, and generous – as you should be – and you’ll get that back ten-fold. These poor girls see so many cheap and fucked-up bastards that’s it’s a relief to get a nice customer, once in a while. See their faces light up when you give a great tip, or when you come back and remember their name…
I get what you say about HJ’s, though. A lot of us aren’t crazy about laying there and getting serviced (I much prefer FS). But don’t forget that J stands for “job”.
Sad as it sounds, in many ways, you may never have a more honest relationship with a woman. Or anyone, period. No guilt, no shame, no hurting. Therapy, I tell you.
Hey, Missy, the holidays are over so I hope you’re feeling better now. =)
Happy New Year to you and all your sisters!
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[This isn't necessarily for posting] If you like to read, Factory Girls by Leslie T. Chang is pretty good. It’s about the mass exodus of young women from China’s villages to the factories mostly in Southern China.
I think Missy should visit a parlor as a customer, once in a while! (see: ‘Feeling down? Get a “special” massage’)…
Hey, this is my last post for today under this fake name and I’m not sure if I’ll be back (short internet memory). Your site is pretty crazy. I haven’t had internet for about 2 months and this is why its amazing, it gives everyone a voice, and everyone deserves a voice. Its made me realize, and I really don’t want to sound dick, but most of us have no fucking clue what’s going on in the minds of other people. I’m a 23 year old Asian-American going to a pretty good state university and basically reads a lot of old books and jerks off in his spare time, and this blog has been one of the realest most honest things I’ve seen online in a while. I’ve pretty much only slept with one woman and I really cared for that one and thus have been having a loooooooong dry spell. This dry spell is the reason I’m here, essentially horny and looking for something low-commitment and quick and easy. Honestly, if I were to go to a nice steamy room, where some nice lady gives me a good massage and just reaches under to do some extra stress relief, I’d pay a good 100 or 150 of my rather small amount of saving very happily. I just feel that somehow, I’m doing something pretty wrong, not because the whole act is wrong, because somehow its hurting someone, specifically, the chick who is smiling and jerking my off.
Hi Shun. Don’yt be a stranger… juts remember Cuntlet and come back when you want to.
As for your comment, you are right. You don’t know what goes in in her life. Trust me – servicing you for $150 is way better than the alternatives for her, in most cases. If you don’t tip things change, or if you are a complete ass, but if you’re decent it’s a fair trade. And in “decent” I include all sorts of safe perversions… if it’s safe for her, the trade is fair based on your tip.
That post by Shun made me think…
Here’s how I look at it: I try not to judge anyone because I’m not so sure that we have any choice in who we are, or even what we do. So I don’t look down on a girl simply because she works in a massage parlor. Conversely, I’m not too worried about her opinion of me, or especially how society perceives our interaction.
The girls and mama-sans I met never made me feel unwelcome. They have a difficult job (life?) and I like to think that they are grateful if you’re not a jerk. Be polite, respectful, and generous – as you should be – and you’ll get that back ten-fold. These poor girls see so many cheap and fucked-up bastards that’s it’s a relief to get a nice customer, once in a while. See their faces light up when you give a great tip, or when you come back and remember their name…
I get what you say about HJ’s, though. A lot of us aren’t crazy about laying there and getting serviced (I much prefer FS). But don’t forget that J stands for “job”.
Sad as it sounds, in many ways, you may never have a more honest relationship with a woman. Or anyone, period. No guilt, no shame, no hurting. Therapy, I tell you.
Hey, Missy, the holidays are over so I hope you’re feeling better now. =)
Happy New Year to you and all your sisters!
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