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[One Wing Low]

Hi Fast Eddie,

Sorry, did not see your post.

I was in Guang Dong during Chinese New year. Went to a few exotic places with Master Monger and had a good time. Only Master Monger would be brave and crazy enough to go into some of the worst neighborhoods of China at 2 AM in search of girls. That was right after he spent 90-minutes screwing a sauna girl nonstop. The sauna girl had sex so good she was planning to travel 4 hours to see him the week after.

I found a few good-looking girls in Seibu alleys but most insisted that we went to their apartments. I got very depressed seeing the very poor living conditions of these girls, so I did not enjoy their sessions too much, despite their standard well-rehearsed moaning and wailing. . . LE has been giving the girls so much problems that everyone seem edgy. There was no fun left in Seibu.

There are many very good-looking Mexican chicas in clubs like Hong Kong. They are always smiling sweetly as they bare all their assets in their sexy dances. You know exactly what you are getting. The Mexican girls just show a lot of genuine expressions so the pleasures are mutual and the sex is a lot more satisfying with them.

When you come down to So Cal, let me know. Would be happy to buy you a few drinks and show you Mexico's most attractive talents. . .

To OWL.

So no more China for you my old friend you let them drive you out of China and CP, how is the action in Hong Kong that is the HK club out of Tijuana Mexico, the girl there nice and sweet, clean and no VD correct.

Fast Eddie 48

[Tiger 888]

To OWL.

So no more China for you my old friend you let them drive you out of China and CP, how is the action in Hong Kong that is the HK club out of Tijuana Mexico, the girl there nice and sweet, clean and no VD correct.

Fast Eddie 48

Eddie, you feed the troll? I am surprised.

[Fast Eddie 48]

Not the cheap prostitutes in Changping that the old stupid losers rave over, but the young, innocent, wholesome, beautiful, college-educated, English-speaking girls, who come from all over China to work in SZ. SZ is the melting pot for China.

They are so nice, soft, sweet and loving. Unlike any other places in the world. I have to consider every move carefully, so I don't hurt them.

I won't disclose how to get into the hearts of these gentle good girls, so the old losers can pick up their doses of syphyllis from the rotten girls in Chang Ping. Or let them try their crude asshole ways on these girls and get their balls kicked in. Hehehe.

I had many good times with my bro Master Monger. He's the one who knows how to give love and accept love. He got driven out of ISG by a few of the bullying assholes in the China thread. What a shame.

To OWL.

So no more China for you my old friend you let them drive you out of China and CP, how is the action in Hong Kong that is the HK club out of Tijuana Mexico, the girl there nice and sweet, clean and no VD correct.

Fast Eddie 48

[One Wing Low]

Not the cheap prostitutes in Changping that the old stupid losers rave over, but the young, innocent, wholesome, beautiful, college-educated, English-speaking girls, who come from all over China to work in SZ. SZ is the melting pot for China.

They are so nice, soft, sweet and loving. Unlike any other places in the world. I have to consider every move carefully, so I don't hurt them.

I won't disclose how to get into the hearts of these gentle good girls, so the old losers can pick up their doses of syphyllis from the rotten girls in Chang Ping. Or let them try their crude asshole ways on these girls and get their balls kicked in. Hehehe.

I had many good times with my bro Master Monger. He's the one who knows how to give love and accept love. He got driven out of ISG by a few of the bullying assholes in the China thread. What a shame.

[One Wing Low]

A close friend proposed a double date. He wanted me to have a good date so he set me up with W, who speaks good English. We were going to dinner, then club, then KTV etc…

The 3 were waiting for me at my hotel. I got stuck in a taxi in traffic. W called a few times. She was getting hungry and impatient. I got back to the hotel. After some quick pleasantries, we piled into my friend's expensive sports sedan, me in the back with W, heading for dinner.

W was a fairly chubby girl, plain-looking, wearing a big pair of fashion eye glasses and hip clothing. She works in the TV industry, dealing with foreigners daily, so she speaks good English. The 3 were bantering quite bit in the car as we were zipping through SZ’s heavy traffic.

We decided to go for Western food. We went to a plaza in Luohu with a dozen restaurants, bars and venues for young people. A few of the restaurants were closed. We went to a pizza place, ordering some pizzas and beer, eating, drinking, kidding among ourselves.

My friend's date was a young, slim, tall and fairly attractive girl with a pretty face still covered with adolescent pimples. She was obviously in love with the guy, feeding him food, drinks, hanging onto him, rubbing, hugging, squeezing, kissing him all night.

W was busy attacking the pizzas. She was hungry and was stuffing her face quickly. Her eating habit was crude. After she ate a bit, she started joining in the conversation. She talked loud and rough, showing lots of crude manners and unpleasant expressions on her face. She was imitating Western manners, specifically, American trash, in the worst ways.

I was taking pictures of my friend deep French kissing his GF. We are very close friends, so he was never in fear of his wife ever finding out what he does with young girls after work.

I started to form very poor impressions of W, but I asked to take pictures of her anyway. She was bellowing and making ugly faces for the pics… She looked distinctly like a hippo gasping for air with its big nmouth wide-open… I was totally turned off by her big, meaty face and her crude manners, which she must have picked up from trashy Western TV comedies...

We went to a KTV. Inside the dark room, the young girl immediately grabbed my friend’s crotch. He quickly got on top of her, deep French kissing her with his hand up her skirt, pulling her panties down… It was a turn on to see so much passion in that horny young girl.

W was singing some Chinese songs by herself. I was so turned off by her hippo face and her poor manners that I could not even come close to her. She was totally repulsive to me.

My friend was horny to fuck the little girl, so we decided to go home. We stopped at my hotel. My friend was pushing W to go with me to my room for the night. W was just sitting in the car not saying anything. She was so crude, she probably did not sense how repulsive I felt about her.

The thought of spending time fucking a chubby, obnoxious girl, with a meaty face and crude, trashy manners, made me want to throw up. I excused myself for having to meet other people and said good bye to the company.

I went to the alleys behind Seibu department store and picked out a very young, pretty, nice, sweet, gentle Chinese girl for the night. She asked me many questions in her sweetest and most caring voice and gave me lots of loving all night…

I still feel like throwing up every time I think of W's ugly, meaty round face... One must be patently stupid to let go of one's good values and imitate the worst in others...

[One Wing Low]

If the red shirts were acting up 2 years ago, they would have left BKK airport alone. And we would have had a nice tour.

Great Post!

What made you think of it now?

[Don Julio]

Great Post!

What made you think of it now?

[One Wing Low]

This happened 2 summers ago. Met Y through a mutual friend. He set me up for a date, saying she’s an artist and kind of wild... How wild can a Chinese girl be?

She was a slender, pretty girl in her mid 20’s. Her cute, bright and warm smiling face was glowing with contentment. Not a trace of worry or unhappiness could be found in her face. Her grandparents settled in HK decades ago, leaving some children behind in mainland China. They did well in business so they spent lots of money on schooling and travels for their grandchildren. Y was a lot worldlier than other Chinese girls I had met. She graduated in languages from a university a few years ago and went to work in commercial design. She spoke fairly good English and was always trying to find the correct terms to express herself.

Took her to the Daiyu Teppanyaki at Futian Civic Plaza. Master Monger and I had some good times here. The plan was to get her fed and drunk and ready for bed… She picked out good seats for us at the large communal teppanyaki table so she could observe the other guests. We had a very good dinner with interesting conversation about peoples and their habits.

Y was a painter. Her designs of bold, colorful, childish, happy forms and patterns were implemented into commercial goods. Her style reminded me of the simple but colorful, moving and vibrant style of Henry Matisse. She was saving up money and was trying to launch her own business. I heard she had a BF who fucked her brain out just about everyday. But apparently she still had sex with a few other guys on the side. She told me about the BF but said she did not want to get married yet, because their combined income could not afford them a private place to live. So she was still living with her parents and cooking meals for them everyday.

After dinner, Y said we should go to the clubs where up and coming locals hang out. The club near Windows of the World has better clientele but not popular on week nights. So we took a taxi to Luohu, to the club on second floor of a shopping center. It was a swanking new and sparkling clean club decorated with futuristic metal chandeliers and lots of glass and mirror. The clientele was young professionals in casual clothing. They tend to stick to their little groups. They didnt circulate and mingle like people in singles bars in the West. Y said they would have enough drinks and be a lot more fun later in the night.

A big and tall Western guy came in with 2 older, big, plain-looking Asian girls. He looked very serious, tense and stiff with shirt tail hanging out of his jean. She guessed he was British; my guess he was a Texan. He looked so tense and defensive, just like a tight-assed US Marines who got lost and found himself alone in a mosque in the middle of Iraq. The 2 Asian girls were much taller and beefier than Chinese average. They talked loud and had brusque manners, atypical of mainland Chinese girls. They may be Koreans. The 3 were drinking beers at the stand up table, looking around at other guests. They looked way out of place. Looked like it was their first time there, not knowing what to do.

We ordered beers and were playing liars’ dice at the table. Y was showing constantly changing expressions on her pretty face, from a sweet, happy smiling face to surprises, bewilderment, disappointments and sadness at times with each roll of the dice… It was very nice watching those precious expressions on her pretty, innocent face. I was drinking in all her beautiful facial expressions. She could have been a very good actress in the West being able to show all those expressions on her pretty face. She said her mother had taught her all those cute expressions when she was a little girl.

I was trying to invite her to my hotel but she declined. She had something to do at home. So we took a taxi to her apartment somewhere in Futian. I got out of the taxi, embracing and holding her very close, kissing her on her lips and all over her pretty face. She did not resist. She said she could go out with me again the next night. Just what I wanted.

Next night she took me to a Chinese restaurant somewhere in Futian. It was a traditional Chinese wood building painted red, a single structure inside a nice garden. The place was nice and clean but sparse and quiet, only a few other guests besides us. The big menu had a lot of exotic and fine Chinese dishes. She said this is the restaurant her family usually entertains guests in. We had a good dinner and good conversation. Y was a very nice, gentle, fun and educated girl to spend the time with. We were walking around the crowded street of Futian full of young people at night.

Eventually we ended up in my hotel. Y had a typical slender Chinese body with soft, smooth skin, but her loving body language and her beautiful facial expressions of caring, loving, giving, joy, happiness… were precious and enjoyable. I rarely found girls as nice, sweet, pretty, honest, unselfish, classy and expressive as Y.

I went home. We kept in touch by emails, instant messaging and video chat regularly. We made plans to go on a tour in Southeast Asia together, countries she had been to, but she would love to go again with me as much as I would love to spend time with her. As the summer drew closer, there were news of unrest in Thailand and protesters taking over BKK airport. Our tour had to be canceled.

By Fall, Y called me in my office a few times. She was sad and depressed. She was crying and having her mood swings. She said she wanted to travel and see the world. She wanted to come to US to visit me, or me to come to China to visit her... I felt she had gotten sick, suspected that she may be pregnant. It was not long before my friends confirmed Y got pregnant by her BF. They were discussing marriage.

Y was one of those pretty, classy, sweet, honest, fun, happy, loving and expressive girls whom I would love to spend a lot of time with.

[Nail1]

wooo that true what you say. there will drink until one is drop.

thanks for the story. looking forward for the update. trip.

take care

[quote=one wing low]i waked around all day at the canton fair. it was hot and humid. i was sweating. the thought of spending a sexless night in an big and unfamiliar city scared me. i decided to take the subway then the high-speed train back to shenzhen for some good food and wholesome fun.

on the train, it was late but i decided i called a chinese friend. he already had dinner but he was excited to go out. i told him i had to go back to the hotel to take a serious shower, then change clothes before i could go. this guy was an interpreter for the government for a few years. he speaks good english. he spent many years wining and dining foreign dignitaries, so he knows where all the goodies are. we already agreed that china has some very beautiful girls. he assured me he knows where to find them, the best of the best..

he asked me where i want to go for dinner. i told him i want to go where there are a lot of people hang out eating, drinking etc. he suggested the kingsway brewery plaza somewhere in sz. he gave directions via the phone to the taxi driver. the kingsway brewery is a huge plaza where hundreds of people eat and drink in the open air. we met at the plaza by about 9pm. he brought along his big boss, a frail, wrinked old man who speaks no english. the guy is a general manager of a big factory in sz. he just wanted to meet me.

[One Wing Low]

i waked around all day at the canton fair. it was hot and humid. i was sweating. the thought of spending a sexless night in an big and unfamiliar city scared me. i decided to take the subway then the high-speed train back to shenzhen for some good food and wholesome fun.

on the train, it was late but i decided i called a chinese friend. he already had dinner but he was excited to go out. i told him i had to go back to the hotel to take a serious shower, then change clothes before i could go. this guy was an interpreter for the government for a few years. he speaks good english. he spent many years wining and dining foreign dignitaries, so he knows where all the goodies are. we already agreed that china has some very beautiful girls. he assured me he knows where to find them, the best of the best….

he asked me where i want to go for dinner. i told him i want to go where there are a lot of people hang out eating, drinking etc… he suggested the kingsway brewery plaza somewhere in sz. he gave directions via the phone to the taxi driver. the kingsway brewery is a huge plaza where hundreds of people eat and drink in the open air. we met at the plaza by about 9pm. he brought along his big boss, a frail, wrinked old man who speaks no english. the guy is a general manager of a big factory in sz. he just wanted to meet me.

we sat at a table in the middle of the plaza, amid hundreds of average people, drinking, eating, talking loudly, enjoying themselves. my host ordered mugs after mugs of kingsway (pronounced chingsway) fresh draft beers. they ordered a lot of seafood and shell fish and fried rice. they already had their dinner but were constantly concerned that i may be hungry.

we talked a lot about the people, culture, food, fun, politics, history, foreign policy of china and the rest of the world, including the us where i come from. they asked a lot of questions about countries outside of china. based on their interests and questions, i gauged that the young guy had a college education, but his old boss most likely did not.

i told them from my heart, that i appreciate chinese eclectic cuisine, i love the gentle charms of the people, and i respect their great emphases on honor, loyalty, family and friendship… that i feel all chinese should give their lives unselfishly to fight off any foreigners who would invade china and tell them they should live differently…

we really hit it off. i really enjoyed seeing how local people were having fun. we had a great time talking, eating, drinking, smoking, laughing as the young guy interpreted for his boss. to emphasize each major agreement, my hosts would propose a toast and insist that we bottom up their little 6-ozs glass of draft beer. they kept telling me no one could get drunk with fresh-brewed draft beer. i kept telling them our custom for the toast would be a sip, not the whole glass. my hosts kept pushing me to go for the full glasses…

we had a great time. i drank so many glasses of beer i lost count. i went to the restroom 3 times. there were about 2 dozen waitresses, some tall, sexy, good-looking, who served the draft beers. they would sit, drink and flirt with customers. my friend was asking me if i thought they were good-looking, and how much i would pay for their company for the night. i was willing to pay any market rate to have the company of those strong, healthy, pretty beer girls.

my host paid up. we took a taxi to a massage place where even prettier and classier girls were waiting. the place was a very classy joint. the old man spoke to the pretty reception girls, doing the arrangement. i could not speak a word. i followed the old man inside a nice clean room with big leather seats. the young guy disappeared. i was looking around but did not find him. i thought he must be screwing his favorite girl in one of the rooms.

2 young and pretty girls showed up, cleaning us up for the massage. i was slumping in the big leather chair, feeling pretty bad with all the beers i ingested. that was when the old man started throwing up all over the room. the girls hurried out to get a bucket. the old man was throwing up his gut. he was slumping in his seat. he would rest awhile then restart his horrendous puking. i was 2 seats away, and some of his puke splattered on my pants. the 2 girls just stood by the door watching in fear. a few managers stuck their heads in the door, looking…

i waited a while. the guy was in very bad shape. he was not conscious. what if he died on the spot? i went out to the lobby looking for the interpreter, but did not find him. i tried to talk to the reception girls but none spoke english. i pointed into the hallway, making the gesture someone was vomiting. they did not seem to be impressed. i asked for the bill. i paid it with a wad of bills, not knowing how much. i walked out to the street. they must know how to deal with sick customers. that’s not my specialty.

i hailed a taxi and went back to the hotel. my plan to meet some of the best-looking girls in south china was botched. i really wanted to have a pretty girl for the night, but was so drunk i barely managed to drag myself into the room and fell off to sleep.

the next morning the interpreter called up, very apologetic that the plan was screwed up, that he passed out in one of the room immediately after we got into the massage place. apparently his boss did not die since i did not hear of any funeral arrangement…

conclusion: chinese hosts are very hospitable, but are likely to overdo their toasting and drinking. i have seen it again and again.

[One Wing Low]

OTH posted colorful insights into the culture, lifestyle, psyche and sexual habits of the Thai people.

He seems to be an educated man, knowing how to study and report on the subjects at hand. I've always enjoyed his rich posts. He posted pics of a few very beautiful Thai girls, his alleged paramours, who should make Thai people proud.

I would much rather put up with his eccentricities to read the novelties in his posts, than putting up with the old, worn out, repetitive info, stupid whining and vicious fighting from people with narrow minds and even narrower education, who have problems learning new facts or accepting new ideas, and who are inclined to quickly attack.

If what he posts does not agree with me, it may be something I was not exposed to, and I should try to look for more background information to verify the facts to further my understanding, rather than doubting his facts, or worse, doubting his honesty. When I had disagreements with him, we always managed to come to mutual understandings.

Too bad OTH has announced his retirement from ISG. He's another victim of the insecurity and narrow-mindedness of a few ordinary people, and the failure by the forum owner to protect free expression and to promote the quality of posted info.

I will miss his posts.

[Nail1]

Ha. OWL are you sharing or just plan to attack.

Nail1 must be one of the regulars in the China thread, disguising his nick, so he won't be harassed and attacked by the stupid born losers in that thread.

[One Wing Low]

Nail1 must be one of the regulars in the China thread, disguising his nick, so he won't be harassed and attacked by the stupid born losers in that thread.

I had many other interesting dates and encounters with non-pro Chinese girls which I will post, so readers of this forum can hopefully gain some understandings of the people of China.

So Any New up date. On you SZ trip.

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[Nail1]

So Any New up date. On you SZ trip.

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She's a bright, wholesome-looking girl I met in a business trip 2 years before in SZ. She graduated from college recently and could speak English well. She was helping me with a few transactions, nothing that brought her any benefit. She was just helping a friend.

She was poise and happy, always smiling sweetly after each sentence, showing her pearl-white teeth. Her face was glowing of happiness. Her out-going personality and her honesty were refreshing. She's a very nice, well-rounded girl I really like to be with.

She took me to shopping areas in Futian, Dongmen and the Luohu train station. She was always cheerful, nice, polite and helpful. She always insisted on paying for taxi fares, meals, entertainment etc... when we went out. She would not let me pay for any of it. One of the bros was so taken by this girl that he suggested I marry her. The first time I kissed her, she was very awkward. She said she never had a BF and was very shy...

I took her to the TaiYu teppanzaki restaurant at the Citic Plaza in Futian, where you can eat and drink all you want for a fixed price, like 150 RMB. The plan was to get her fed, drunk and horny. We sat at the table, eating all sorts of meats and seafood, drinking beer and hot sake. She was trying everything and enjoying the wide variety of food and drinks available. She said the sake was kind of strong for her, so I suggested she should wash it down with beer... I had a great time eating, drinking, talking, taking in that sweet, pretty, smiling, happy face.

G had to go to the restroom. I started talking to the couple next to me. It turned out the guy was from HK. He runs a business selling trinkets. The girl was an older, chubby girl, with below-average looks, a pro whom he hired for 2000 RMB for the night. He asked me if I wanted a similar girl. I thought the rate was high and the looks were low. He said one must pay around 2000 RMB if one wants quality girls. I did not know what qualities he was after. He started making calls to find a girl for me... She was also talking to her friends... I did not have much hope but did not stop them from making the calls.

G came back. We had a few more drinks. She had to make a few phone calls. I went with her to the lobby.... That was all I remembered....

I woke up the next morning in my hotel bed with a big hang over from all the sake I drank the night before. My shirt was off. I slept all night in my pants. There were 2 discount coupons for Taiyu on the desk. G. again managed to outdrink me, paid for the dinner and the taxi back to the hotel, dragged me up to the room, took my shirt off and tugged me in bed... I really kicked myself for missing out a would be great session with her young, flawless body and her pretty, innocent, smiling face...

A very nice, gentle, classy and beautiful girl.