So these two
China girls wanted to befriend me. Well they offered to pay for my drink. So I let them share my table. One was rather short (Heyland, she spelled it out) and well she had a great body, nice round tits, slim waist and tight ass. Her face however was another story altogether - probably from all the thick make-up she had to wear all night every night.
The other (Jessie, I think!) was slightly taller, well groomed I must say and presented herself like a well brought up upper-class lady from Beijing. She too had a trim body. Hey, women notice these things about other women OK!! And just in case you're thinking - No! I'm not lesbian.
Anyway, they tried to tell me that they wanted to see more of Singapore. I agreed to take them to Chinatown which they had heard so much about but never been to. They were happy but then surprised me by saying they would pay me, not with money but by giving me a body massage.
Hmm! Truth be told, I was a sucker for a good body massage but this proposal all seemed too fishy for my liking. I told them it was alright...but they persisted until out of the blue, Jessie, grabbed my left breast as if to mimic a massage, the kind you would expect from the unisex parlours in
Patpong. But I was not in a unisex parlour, I had no tequila shots, and the idea of the intriqued 'ah pek' gazing at us, was not what you might associate with a conducive ambience!!!
Just when I pushed her hand away, Heyland leaned forward from across the table from where she was sitting and offered me a generous view of her full busom...nice i must say but hey!!!
Then the stunner! Jessie said if I 'wanted orgasm' (pronounced in perfect English) she would give me a special rate! Haha....After all the struggling with the language even with simple words, they pronounced 'orgasm' excellently.
Times must be bad if they were now shifting their attention to unsuspecting women...like me. Hey, I have had my fair share of fun over the years but this was just not my idea of getting in the mood!
I took off but curiously, they handed me their numbers. I accepted it because I knew somewhere down the line, they would make good conversation, research for a story, maybe a massage or something else? Who knows....should I give them a call I wonder? Maybe when the hubby is tired of massaging me.
Missus Singapore out!