Philippines trip summary

Madness....

So many things happened. Here's a summary.

-Broken roads, aggressive street touts and pushy beggar swarms attempting pickpocket
-Pushy bar girls looking for romance and free drinks
-Excessive red bull
-Tag team sex
-Burning car on the side of the road
-Hooker family birthday party in the provincial ghetto
-Hooker fight in my hotel room, crying hooker
-Epic threesome fail
-Beach chick pick up, wants money and sex, gets both
-Food poisoning, puking, diarrhea, immobilization
-Super typhoon, get caught in a massive flood, float down the street
-Miss international flight
-Finally return
-SLEEEEEEEP

Sudden dirty mail.

The suga mama mails abruptly late at night. More interestingly, she mails in English. Which she can not speak. My guess is she is using translating software online. So I play along. I find that I have a strong sense of humor in relation to sex talk done with terrible translations.

What are you doing now? What clothes are you wearing.
What? That is so sudden. I just got home so I took my clothes off.

It only came to want to send abnormal mail.
Your English study is earnest. I want to see sexy erotic photos of you in a bath. Do you have any?

I love using whack English that is online translator friendly. I think this is a unique skill in itself.

Do you use it at the masturbation? A photo is attached.
Sexy. I am becoming hard. Will you touch me? I attach one of myself.

I want to touch. The photograph and Ransom.
I want to touch you. Your face, your body. I want you to touch me, anywhere.

All of you are licked, touching.
I want to lick you. Slowly. and fast. Lick you a lot.

Is such abnormal mail always done?
I ask you the same question.

Of course, it does everyday.
It is sexual and pervert. I want more.

Transforming when staying is? understanding. It is only your body.
先のは全然分からへんかった。どういういみ？I have no idea what you just said. You are going to need to clarify that.

旅行に行ったときにままが変態って分かったでしょ？　ままはあなたのものだよ。When we went on holiday you found out what I was like and how I have a bad side. I am yours...

Disaster in progress

Super busy with life right now. Can hardly breathe. Lucky for me next week I'm going to take a summer vacation and get out of Japan for a bit and rest my brain for a few days.

So here's the story,

I had a chick over at my place two nights ago. She is a very 'pure princess type' and is really sweet and damn fine. She is a make up artist and works at a cosmetics counter in town, not too far from where I live, but her make up company's office is directly opposite my building. She goes there sometimes for training sessions. I have bumped into her out the front of my apartment before...

I had another girl over at my place last night. Very cool and confident with a strong personality that matches her hot looks. She is another nail artist in training who sometimes works at a kyaba kura on the side for easy cash. I found out that her nail shop is on almost the same block as my building, and she lives around the corner from me too. We shop at the same grocery store...

If I keep seeing these girls, or if they keep seeing me, the chances of a cataclysmic showdown between me and two girls, in the middle of the street near my apartment, is dangerously high. It's just a matter of time really...

Group dates

A very common way for boys and girls to meet in Japan is to go on a group date. They call this 合コン (gokon) or コンパ (konpa). One boy will invite a few of his friends to a date with a girl who also brings her friends. The number of men should always be equal to the number of girls. They get together and have dinner with drinks. Everyone gets to know each other and has a fun time. This is the best way to find a respectable partner of the opposite sex in Japan.

My last Japanese tutor was an old widower who told me that she met her husband at konpa. "The konpa is a very good thing. Very very good. Its the best way to meet a respectable man with a stable job." She had lived her life as a housewife. She joined a company after graduation, not necessarily to work, but to find a husband so she could quit the workforce and use his economic ability as her livelihood. Which she did until his death.

I have only bad feelings towards konpas. Basically, I hate them like poison. In fact, there wasn't a lot I agreed with when speaking to that lady and most of the time I just laughed in disbelief at many of her traditional Japanese ideals.

When I was first learning Japanese I was stuck in an industrial town that was void of life. I went to the local community office because I heard there were volunteer teachers that could teach me Japanese for free. I was paired up with a plain looking women in her 30s who sometimes had outbursts of acne on her face. Noriko sensei was shy as she was simple and we nervously got to know each other and had coffee whilst learning language.

The following week she didn't want to go to a coffee shop, but another place not too far off. We went there too. The week after that she knew about a restaurant somewhere else, so she took me in her car. Each week we went to different places and she drove me around. Noriko sensei really pissed me off because an hour "lesson" would wipe out my whole night. But I knew I had to learn Japanese and I justified the dates with this teacher, as they had become, as cultural learning. Plus I was seeing more places and things that genuinely interested me. It was a little adventure.

Eventually one night we were at the seaside under a moonlit sky and she asked me if I had ever dated an older women. I was 23/24 or so at the time. I replied to Noriko sensei earnestly and told her that my current girlfriend was older than me.

Huge awkward silence followed.

Then eventually,

"You have a girlfriend?"
"Yeah. She works in a bar and talks to men for money."
"Oh, I see."

I think she was going to ask me for a kiss or something. I wasn't down with that. The drive back was pretty silent and uncomfortable. She made some cutting remarks at my GFs job but I was chill about it.

I eventually broke up with my gf cause she was a bit too crazy for me to deal with but I was still taking lessons with this woman. Then one night as I was sitting in my apartment doing nothing, I get a call from *skeezy J with an offer to attend what would be my first konpa experience. This guy was a skeeze, I disliked his voice, his demeanor and I avoided him as much as possible.

"How did you get my number?"
"Never mind that, we have a konpa starting in 20 minutes and one of the guys can't make it. How soon can you get here?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Look, I'd get a J-guy, but this is supposed to be a gaijin konpa and we need you to make the number complete."

I thought about it and I knew that this guy was skeeze town. Everything was slimy about him, even his skin. Especially his skin! He was greasy and I'm pretty sure that before Japan he had a job in the cinema buttering popcorn with his face.

But like most things in life that I haven't experienced, I wanted to try the konpa thing at least once. So I said yes, got on my bicycle and met the group at the spot. I greeted the guys and we went over to meet the girls, and from the darkness appeared 3 ladies, and one silhouetted figure. A tingling sense of familiarity came across me and I stood in disbelief as I saw her....

"NORIKO SENSEI!!!...........

.......What are you doing here?"
"Wow... I didn't expect you to be here..."
"WTF...."

silence.

The Japanese tutor that was clearly interested in me at one point was now here at a group date. My chance to do the Japanese thing of finding a suitable partner is going to be foiled by this acne lady and that greaseball skeezy J.

At that moment of awkward realization I knew that there was only one option for me-

Get trashed!

And I did.

Skeezy J was being an LBH dickwad. He went out of his way to talk me down to the girls. I was stuck sitting in front of my fricken tutor- Noriko sensei, and the other guys were equally as chumpass as their leader skeezy J.

From that day forth I vowed to never again go to a konpa.

Every now and then I pick up girls and they say to me over text, "lets meet again, but can I bring some friends?"

No thanks baby. No konpa for me. Its the lamest thing ever. The idea was lame when I first heard of it, and it is still lame now. If you want to partake in some lame-a-thon, instead of a real date, then by all means go ahead and do it. But you can do it minus me. Thanks and goodnight.

Boytoy duties

There she is, attractive, confident and completely unaware of reality. Living a life of blissful ignorance, wasteful spending, dating and sex. The *suga mumma is a mystery that I don't yet understand though it seems I have become her new pet.

She wanted to travel with me to a beach side cottage that provides a luxurious escape from the hustle and bustle of everyday city life. In Japan they call these bed and breakfast type hotels 'Ryokan' and they are often decked out with Japanese style fittings. We arrived to a luxurious open plan front rock garden.

As I walked in I noticed the corridors were decked with art and the floors were tatami.
The room was luxurious and we looked around for only a moment.....

Before she pulled off my clothes and recognized my hardness in her mouth. Later we relaxed in the tub on the balcony and watched the sunset.
It was still and I felt relaxed whilst drinking mikan (mandarin) juice.





























Later we entered the ryokan's restaurant and enjoyed a ten course meal. I was sure my stomach would explode.


























The waitress gave me the eyes and the sugar mamma got snarky. I paid little attention and drank more beer.




Later the she showed me her matching underwear styles.










Which one did I like more? T-back or panty style?





















I like both.

Gaining points

I was stepping out of the shower and she was watching me dry off, too hungover to do much. Called by her the night before saying that she was too drunk to go home and asking to stay over, we stumbled our way home when she pulled an empty bottle of gin from her purse. She had covertly brought it in to Karaoke with her and polished it off with one friend. Today she was feeling the punishment of excess alcohol consumption and its effects on a body equipped with only one liver and two kidneys.

As she sat on my futon with her legs folded under her in a kneeling position, the morning light shining in on her through the window, I couldn't help admire her cute face and porcelain-like white, smooth skin through the rough messed hair and reckless youth she was embodying. I had noticed before, of course, but I didn't really appreciate it.

Then I started to wonder why I'm so selfish in not returning the feelings that I'm sure this girl has for me? I wondered, "Why don't I really care so much about this girl? She is really cute and cool. She is down to earth and is mostly easy to get along with..Sex is great..."

Then I realized that she had lost points in some ways, and hadn't gained points in others.

This might sound shallow, but I don't think it is. I'm just bringing up things that happen to me subconsciously and focusing on them until they become conscious.

Losing points

-She went to an international party and some foreign guys hit on her. She gave them her number and when they messaged she showed me. By being picked up by other guys, I think she was trying to make me jealous and become protective, but instead it just made me think that she was being manipulative, petty and weak. That's not something a confident person would do.

-She died her hair black for the sake of job hunting. Not necessarily a bad thing since she should get a job, but her hair used to be blonde. Blonde is hot.

-Her ambition in life is to be a housewife. I'm still really stuck on this issue. I just think that people with goals and ambitions in life are cool. I look at my brother and his wife and they are both model quality good looking people, super intelligent and have started their own businesses. I think the way they talk to each other and inspire each other is so amazing. Now they have a massive house and go traveling all the time. I envy them.

Gaining points

I was talking to a girl the other day. Just a standard overworked office lady. Her demeanor was shy, low on confidence and generally nervous whilst interacting with me. Her body was slim and she was of moderate to above average height. Nice smile. To a lot of guys she would be good looking. Guys would even see the shyness as cute and endearing. They would find the gentleness and uncertainty of her actions as a chance to help and become meaningful. On the other hand, I see her as oversensitive and prone to be offended at my nonchalant attitude to life. Her lack of confidence just pisses me off. I can't speak to girls normally if they are sweating when we talk.

However, she pulled an ace out of her sleeve and gained mad points. It was almost an instaboner reaction to what she said when asking about her music interests.

"What kinda music do you like?"
"Rock."
"Really? Me too. What bands? Do you like Bz? Many Japanese people like Bz."
"No. I don't like Japanese rock music. I like foreign. I like heavy rock...... I like KORN."
"What? No way!"
"And Slipknot."

My whole impression of her went from loser OL that shared resemblance to every other OL I had met, to a new person. An interesting person with interesting tastes. Individuality. Someone slightly odd and slightly different. Someone who I could talk to and share music recommendations with. Someone I could possibly go to live shows with. Someone who might be down for doing something radical and different. Someone who I could fuck whilst listening to hard rock.

I lack this 'shared interests' category with basically all Jgirls. I think my world is too far from theirs. Either that, or theirs is too small.

But I think that girls instantly become more attractive to me by doing/being the following.

-Tanning their skin
-Wearing fake lashes, fake nails, revealing clothing, high heels, knee high stockings, bangles, bracelets, necklaces, color contacts.
-Dieting
-Coloring their hair
-Curling their hair
-Being tall (kinda out of their control though)
-Doing something, having some kind of hobby or interest aside from sleeping/ watching TV and eating cake.
-Having some ambition/goal in life. In some way doing something non-passive.

Technology+Gyaru+language barrier=Fail

The phone rings. Its Cecil. She has a question about technology. Technology is not my forte. Speaking about it in Japanese is especially not.
Hey
Wassup?
You know itunes right? Well mine is stuck in English. I want to use it in Japanese. So like, how do I change it to Japanese?
I don't know? Language settings?
OK. So, like, how do I change it?
I don't know. You have windows right? I have a mac. I don't know how windows works.
............. So.....,like, its stuck in English right. I just, like, want to use it in Japanese. How do I change it?
Are you kidding? I just told you I don't know.
But you, like, speak English right? So how can I use it in Japanese?
What? Change the language settings? I don't know?
I don't want to use it in English. I can't speak English. I want to use it in Japanese....
OK, I understand that but I.......Fuck it. Just wait a minute, I'm getting home right now. I'll search how to change it on the net. Wait. OK, go into the menu on the right, bla, bla, etc.
OK, I did that. Its still in English.
Well fuck. I don't know.
......so........like...........How do I change it to Japanese?
I give up.

This conversation is an abbreviated version of a very long and tedious one. But who can blame her when she is that sexy?