Fireflies, White Shirt & Other Stories

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OMG, You’re Nearby!

Sometimes, things don’t happen as planned. At other times, things happen unplanned! Which was what happened in my work trips, and it was not even in China.

Fala (if I recall her name correctly) was fairly popular. And understandably so. Tallish (1.65m) with a slim figure and decent 33B breasts, she had a beautiful face and provided a sexy massage service which ended with an erupting hand job. Reportedly, she offered sex at an additional cost, based on online chatter. I met Fala 4 or 5 times during her 2-month stint at Joo Chiat, for massage and HJ (I was not offered anything else, nor asked for it).

A few months after she left Singapore, I was surprised to receive a WeChat message from her. “Ni zai Jian Sha Ju?” (you are in Tsim Sha Tsui?), she asked. (I was in HK on a work trip). Apparently she was playing with the ‘People Nearby’ function and found me!

That night, I invited her to my hotel bar for drinks. Fala looked a little haggard, as compared to my memory of her in Singapore, but she was still attractive. After a few drinks accompanied by pulsating live music, we got touchy.

“Tai chao le” (too noisy), she said. Let’s go upstairs and rest, I suggested in Chinese. Fala volunteered to take a shower in my room, mentioning about the smoke, sweat and noise from the bar earlier.

I did not ask Fala if she was on vacation or otherwise. As you may know, many mainland Chinese women work in the sex industry in HK, including some who actually go to HK for vacation and pick up customers along the way.

It was clear to me Fala did not come to my room for nothing. Likewise, she probably guessed what I had in mind, inviting her to my hotel for drinks. Let's just say the feeling/intent was mutual.

It’s really fated that we meet again, I said to her when I came out of the bathroom. Fala, wearing a bathrobe, sat seductively on my bed, playing with her handphone. “Guo lai” (come over), she said. I pressed her down lightly till she lay snugly on the bed. With a single action, I unfastened her bathrobe and that familiar slim figure with a nice pair of breasts looked very welcoming. But most alluring to me was her pussy, guarded by a tiny bush – it was the first time I had seen it. (In Singapore, she always kept her panties on).

We didn’t talk, I simply started kissing all over her body, shifting her little by little so we could remove the unfastened bathrobe she was wearing. My cock was protruding excitedly in my boxer shorts, and she helped me remove it. Pinning me down, Fala returned the action by licking all over me. As she gave long strokes with her tongue on my erected cock, she looked lustily at me. “Dai tao” (wear condom). I took the condom (I had it on standby when Fala was showering) and gave it to Fala. She expertly slid the condom onto my attention-seeking cock with her mouth and continued blowing me for a good 10min. I was fingering her until she told me to go on top.

I never thought about wanting to fuck Fala in Singapore. At that time, I was happy with her sexy massage and skilful HJ. Months later, in HK, with her beautiful stark naked body at my mercy and a wet pussy to be had, plus a 5-star hotel room setting, it was the perfect opportunity to bang her.

I spinned my cock into her wet twat and fucked her furiously. For someone with a slim built, Fara took and enjoyed a good, hard pounding. We changed to doggy position as she got more wet. I got extremely turned-on by the creamy white discharge, i.e. her love juice, on my capped cock, as I watched my big cock slide in and out of her pussy from behind, leaving traces of cream on her buttocks. Knowing myself, I did not last long under those circumstances. I let out a victorious cry and unloaded into Fala, who collapsed face down onto the crispy white bed sheet, now slightly stained with our sweat and juices.

I helped Fala wear back her bathrobe, and I lighted a cigarette. She asked for a stick and joined me. Again, no real conversation. After smoking, Fala showered and changed. I pressed a HK$1,000 note (about S$200 then) into her hand. She smiled warmly and kissed me goodnight. I never heard from Fala again.

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Next:

Sydney was so waif thin, I could see her rib cage from certain angles. Although very tiny, her little breasts featured slightly protruded nipples which always seemed to be erected. Most important, she had a model face!

(To be continued)

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(Continuation)

Sydney was so waif thin, I could see her rib cage from certain angles. Although tiny, her little breasts featured slightly protruded nipples which always seemed to be erected. Most importantly, she had a model face!

On a clear night, the KLCC Twin Towers is a magnificent sight - it was a small consolation for me as I sat in my hotel room at 9pm, plugged into a multi-party conference call with my European colleagues. Fortunately, it was not a video call; I took the call on the hotel phone in speaker mode, and was simultaneously playing with my mobile phone. In fact, I was contemplating to have “room service massage” after the call, and was scrolling through ‘People Nearby’ on my WeChat to check if there was anything interesting….

To my pleasant surprise, Sydney’s profile popped-up, she was within 300m away!

“Enjoying KL?”, I teased Sydney in English. “Where are you?” she shot back instantaneously. I sent her my (hotel) location and requested to meet her at 10pm. She agreed.

As my call ended way before 10pm, I went to the hotel bar for a quick drink. “I’m at the lobby”, Sydney texted me just after 10pm. I went downstairs and there she was: beautiful Sydney, skinny as before and looking fashionable. As I walked towards her, she opened her arms and we hugged for a few seconds. It was a good move. The security guy by the elevators took it that I was expecting a friend (technically correct), no questions asked and we entered the elevator. (I have seen ang mo guys asked to register their female friends after 10pm during my previous trips/stays).

Sydney was in Singapore several times over a 2-3 year period. Two things stood out for me – she had a model face, and spoke good English. I won’t consider myself her regular, visited her once or twice during each of her various stints. She was conscious of her thin body, and would only remove her top after the lights were dimmed for sensual/HJ. And she never allowed south roaming. But I really dig her look and enjoyed her dry humour, in English.

“Wow, very nice!”, she said as she inspected my room (which was actually a junior suite, upgraded again ) “Two hours, S$220 and no sex!”, she declared, after making sure there was no one else in the huge space. I knew that was a premium, as I don’t need two hours and the rates were cheaper in KL. Nevertheless, I agreed, looking at the fashionably dressed, model-faced Sydney.

Some things are best unspoken. I prepared the jacuzzi, dimmed the lights, put on mood music and handed her a glass of red wine. Sydney dimmed the lights further, and carried my glass of wine to the jacuzzi. She stripped naked and showered, as I was shaving my evening stubble. She dipped into the jacuzzi and sipped her wine. I joined her in the large tub after rinsing. We had a nice chat while soaking in the jacuzzi, sipping wine. Like everyone, Sydney had her dreams, and I also came to know why she spoke good English, especially for a working class China girl. Felt like friends than just a paying customer.

In bed, Sydney gave her usual half-baked massage. The notable difference with Singapore was, Sydney was completely naked after the jacuzzi, instead of just removing her top pre-HJ. I caressed her thin but smooth body, and fondled her tiny little cute tits. She did not resist when I started to rub her pussy lips, but she said “No sex, please”.

As Sydney’s hairy pussy started to get moist with my twiddling, my desire to fuck her heightened. My cock just couldn’t stay still, as it throbbed on its own, pre-cum oozing. She took a tissue and wiped my cock, and sucked on it. She had never sucked my cock in Singapore. But it was short-lived.

“You’re going to come”, she said. She was right. I rate Sydney’s looks highly. When you have a model face blowing you and you really want to fuck her, it’s challenging not to ejaculate. Sydney’s 1-min BBBJ prepared me for a massive eruption and as she jerked me off, my load overflowed into her hands and onto my own body.

“Will you accompany me downstairs?”, Sydney asked. It was under two hours, I could sense she was a little tired and what’s more, I had already ejaculated. After we both washed up, I went to the lobby with her and saw her off in a taxi. Text me later, I told her.

“Good night”, Sydney texted me about half-an-hour later. “Zou tao”, I replied in pinyin. It means “rest early/goodnight” in Cantonese. It was the last communication I had with the pretty model face from Guangzhou, who was probably 23 years-old then.

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As I was recalling and writing my experiences with ML’s I first met in Singapore, and subsequently overseas (but not China), I started recalling Bao Bao (Baby) – from circa 2010. And Fang Fang, the mixed Chinese-Japanese girl. And also this girl, whom I can’t remember her name – let’s call her Angel (she was from “Blue Angel” if anyone remembers). All three were from the same era, when things were, simpler and much more fun! Let me dwell on my next chapter - “The Sino Exchange”.

[JazzFHM]

Thanks for the story TS

[wattonhenry]

Originally Posted by Online2Offline

(Continuation)

Sydney was so waif thin, I could see her rib cage from certain angles. Although tiny, her little breasts featured slightly protruded nipples which always seemed to be erected. Most importantly, she had a model face!

On a clear night, the KLCC Twin Towers is a magnificent sight - it was a small consolation for me as I sat in my hotel room at 9pm, plugged into a multi-party conference call with my European colleagues. Fortunately, it was not a video call; I took the call on the hotel phone in speaker mode, and was simultaneously playing with my mobile phone. In fact, I was contemplating to have “room service massage” after the call, and was scrolling through ‘People Nearby’ on my WeChat to check if there was anything interesting….

To my pleasant surprise, Sydney’s profile popped-up, she was within 300m away!

“Enjoying KL?”, I teased Sydney in English. “Where are you?” she shot back instantaneously. I sent her my (hotel) location and requested to meet her at 10pm. She agreed.

As my call ended way before 10pm, I went to the hotel bar for a quick drink. “I’m at the lobby”, Sydney texted me just after 10pm. I went downstairs and there she was: beautiful Sydney, skinny as before and looking fashionable. As I walked towards her, she opened her arms and we hugged for a few seconds. It was a good move. The security guy by the elevators took it that I was expecting a friend (technically correct), no questions asked and we entered the elevator. (I have seen ang mo guys asked to register their female friends after 10pm during my previous trips/stays).

Sydney was in Singapore several times over a 2-3 year period. Two things stood out for me – she had a model face, and spoke good English. I won’t consider myself her regular, visited her once or twice during each of her various stints. She was conscious of her thin body, and would only remove her top after the lights were dimmed for sensual/HJ. And she never allowed south roaming. But I really dig her look and enjoyed her dry humour, in English.

“Wow, very nice!”, she said as she inspected my room (which was actually a junior suite, upgraded again ) “Two hours, S$220 and no sex!”, she declared, after making sure there was no one else in the huge space. I knew that was a premium, as I don’t need two hours and the rates were cheaper in KL. Nevertheless, I agreed, looking at the fashionably dressed, model-faced Sydney.

Some things are best unspoken. I prepared the jacuzzi, dimmed the lights, put on mood music and handed her a glass of red wine. Sydney dimmed the lights further, and carried my glass of wine to the jacuzzi. She stripped naked and showered, as I was shaving my evening stubble. She dipped into the jacuzzi and sipped her wine. I joined her in the large tub after rinsing. We had a nice chat while soaking in the jacuzzi, sipping wine. Like everyone, Sydney had her dreams, and I also came to know why she spoke good English, especially for a working class China girl. Felt like friends than just a paying customer.

In bed, Sydney gave her usual half-baked massage. The notable difference with Singapore was, Sydney was completely naked after the jacuzzi, instead of just removing her top pre-HJ. I caressed her thin but smooth body, and fondled her tiny little cute tits. She did not resist when I started to rub her pussy lips, but she said “No sex, please”.

As Sydney’s hairy pussy started to get moist with my twiddling, my desire to fuck her heightened. My cock just couldn’t stay still, as it throbbed on its own, pre-cum oozing. She took a tissue and wiped my cock, and sucked on it. She had never sucked my cock in Singapore. But it was short-lived.

“You’re going to come”, she said. She was right. I rate Sydney’s looks highly. When you have a model face blowing you and you really want to fuck her, it’s challenging not to ejaculate. Sydney’s 1-min BBBJ prepared me for a massive eruption and as she jerked me off, my load overflowed into her hands and onto my own body.

“Will you accompany me downstairs?”, Sydney asked. It was under two hours, I could sense she was a little tired and what’s more, I had already ejaculated. After we both washed up, I went to the lobby with her and saw her off in a taxi. Text me later, I told her.

“Good night”, Sydney texted me about half-an-hour later. “Zou tao”, I replied in pinyin. It means “rest early/goodnight” in Cantonese. It was the last communication I had with the pretty model face from Guangzhou, who was probably 23 years-old then.

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As I was recalling and writing my experiences with ML’s I first met in Singapore, and subsequently overseas (but not China), I started recalling Bao Bao (Baby) – from circa 2010. And Fang Fang, the mixed Chinese-Japanese girl. And also this girl, whom I can’t remember her name – let’s call her Angel (she was from “Blue Angel” if anyone remembers). All three were from the same era, when things were, simpler and much more fun! Let me dwell on my next chapter - “The Sino Exchange”.

More, more, more, please…

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The Sino Exchange

As I was recalling my experiences with ML’s I first met in Singapore and subsequently overseas (but not China), I started recalling Bao Bao (Baby) from circa 2010. And Fang Fang, the mixed Chinese-Japanese girl. And also this girl, whom I can’t remember her name – let’s call her Angel (she was from “Blue Angel” if anyone remembers). All three were from the same era, when things were simpler and much more fun!

Bao Bao

Face-wise, Bao Bao (Baby or BB) looked like a sales assistant in a Chinese department store, pleasant but nothing exceptional. Body-wise, her ample 36E boobs and bouncy butt were an absolute visual feast even when fully clothed.

BB was a full-service provider. She took pride in providing good customer service; I did not meet her until her last two, three months in Singapore (she was on a work permit). Back then, the “system” was to get a transit room in a pre-agreed hotel (of her choice) and notify her the room number. If they had loyalty points, I would had been a VIP member at Hotel 81 and Fragrance Hotel.

She was not tall, max 1.6m. But she had big, really big boobs that defied gravity. Her pair of 36E’s hung firmly and proudly on her curvaceous body. And the best part was they were soft to the touch and deliciously suck-able. The same could be said of her vagina. With just a tiny bush, her pussy peeped out curiously and invitingly. And her skin was fair and silky smooth.

A typical session with BB started with her helping me undress, and hanging up my clothes on the wall hooks (transit rooms mostly did not have wardrobes). She would use her massive boobs to soap me and thoroughly cleaned my cock ahead of some serious action later. In bed, BB habitually rubbed her breasts and pussy all over my body, epitomizing “body to body service” in the most physical sense. Her BBBJ was suction-based and she always looked me in the eye when sucking my cock. My favourite position with BB was missionary, the best “overview” of those bouncy big tits slamming each other as my cock worked overtime, gladly, to satisfy myself, and her. She enjoyed a hard pounding. She liked it rough, too, though I was less into that.

And after coming, BB would remove the condom and continued sucking my cock to make sure no drop of sperm was spared. Such was the level of service and intensity, which easily compensated for her GND looks.

BB gave me her China mobile phone number during our last session in Singapore (prior to 2011, there was no WeChat). Thank you for supporting me, I would like to host you if you go to Beijing, BB told me in Chinese.

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A few months later, I had a Beijing work trip lined-up. I informed her I would be in Beijing for two nights the following week. To my pleasant surprise, she offered to meet me at the airport, host me (stay at her place), and arrange for sight-seeing. All for free. Because, she said, I had been kind to her. I explained it was going to be a short and busy business trip, but we should definitely have dinner.

I was waiting for BB at the hotel lobby as scheduled. From a short distance, I saw her with a bouquet of flowers! I was slightly embarrassed. But I was also heartened by the gesture, and her prior offer to be my personal host and guide. In Singapore, I enjoyed my time with BB because she always aimed to please, and exceeded expectations; I always treated her courteously, without prejudice about her vocation.

We went upstairs to my room to keep the flowers, and she left her winter coat in the wardrobe, as she had arranged dinner at the hotel’s adjoining mall, so we did not need to go outdoors in the near-freezing temperature on a dry, cold Beijing winter evening.

Over dinner, I learnt that BB started a small business and was also learning English. She even bought a car. She was grateful for the money she earned in Singapore, and thanked me again for my support. I felt humbled. She went to Singapore, worked in the world’s oldest profession, to embark on a better life back home.

After dinner, I suggested we go back to the hotel for a drink. The temperature had dropped further as the evening progressed, and I felt a glass, or two, of whiskey would be nice. BB was up for it, so shortly, we were at Redmoon, where we were entertained by an all-female, cheongsam-clad ensemble performing Western tunes in classical Chinese musical instruments. After the musicians finished their set, we went upstairs to my room.

“Wo neng pei ni ma?” (can I be with you?), BB asked. “Dang ran ke yi ya” (of course you can), I replied. BB explained that she rented a room (she’s not native to Beijing) about an hour’s drive from the hotel, and she wanted to experience staying in a cosy 5-star hotel room on a cold winter night.

To be honest, I had no expectations of BB. Since she treated me as a visiting friend, having dinner together was normal. But when she requested to stay over for the comfort of the hotel room, my heart softened. Maybe her living condition was not great. I would just let her have a good night’s rest.

BB took out her small toiletries pouch from her handbag and went to the bathroom. I could hear running water as she turned on the shower head. Some 5min later, the bathroom door opened. A whiff of warm air drifted into the bedroom. “Jing lai ba” (come in), she said. BB had steamed up the bathroom, it was warm and inviting.

Already naked and wearing just a shower cap, BB took my hand as I entered the bathroom after stripping. She showered me like a caring girlfriend. I realized how much I missed her showering me, how much I missed those massive breasts lathering my back, and front. She cleaned my hard cock with her mouth, using her tongue skilfully.

Beijing winter makes my skin dry. I had brought my own aromatherapy body oil. Back in the bedroom, I requested BB to apply a light layer of body oil on my back. She went beyond that. Effectively, she gave me a light massage with the oil. Then a familiar feeling. She had oiled her breasts and was rubbing them from my shoulders down to my calves. My erection got harder and harder against the mattress as I lay face down.

(To be continued)

[wattonhenry]

Still camping and waiting for the next update. Support!

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(Continuation)

Then a familiar feeling. She had oiled her breasts and was rubbing them from my shoulders down to my calves. My erection got harder and harder against the mattress as I lay face down.

I turned around to allow my suffocating cock some breathing space. BB pounced on it instantly with her mouth. I shut my eyes as she slurped on my massive tool hungrily for a short while. She then dripped a few drops of oil on my chest and spread the oil using her soft, enormous breasts, all over my body. She moved downwards and placed my long hard rod between the valley of her breasts. She clasped her breasts with her hands, sandwiching my drooling cock, and she started giving me a breast fuck.

“Shu fu ma?” (comfortable?), BB whispered. “Wo xiang yao” (I want <to have sex>), I said. BB literally sat on me and adjusted my cock to enter her pussy. I do not know if it’s the aromatherapy oil or she was already wet, but the feeling my cock head felt brushing her pussy hair was sensational. It’s my safe period, you can put it in, BB said. Although very tempting, especially with the sensation I was going through, I decided to play safe. I told BB I should wear a condom… “wan yi…” (just in case).

After helping me put on the condom, BB mounted me like a deprived woman and fucked me. I grabbed her oily breasts and squeezed her light brown nipples the way she always liked it. She switched to reverse cowgirl position and I marvelled at her stamina, seeing my cock sliding in-and-out, in-and-out, of her pussy from the back. I felt I needed to do some work too, instead of just laying down.

I moved her to doggy position and started whacking her from behind. Every time I tried to grab her breasts, my fingers just slipped away due to the oil. I ended up holding her waist tightly, slamming her so hard the “piak piak” sound echoed around the room, as BB’s voluminous cries of joys drove me to pump her even faster, and much harder. I was getting rough unconsciously. And BB was loving it. Don’t stop, don’t stop, she cried out in Chinese.

The erotic scene of two oily bodies copulating was unforgettable. As I fucked her hard from the back, I could see her massive breasts swinging uncontrollably from the sides. I eventually unloaded into her with a huge sigh of relief as I had been “holding on” for a while. She turned around, ripped off the condom and sank her mouth into my cock, sucking the last drops of sperm. It was déjà vu.

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BB woke me up. She was all dressed up. She had to leave. I suggested we have a quick breakfast, but she was already running late. Looked at my phone and it was approaching 8am. I kissed her goodbye. I found a small note next to the flowers she brought the night before, as I was packing to check out later that morning. Thank you for your kindness, wishing you good health and success, the handwritten note said.

A few weeks later, I sent BB a text to wish her Happy Lunar New Year. The number was no longer in use.

Next: Fang Fang, the mixed Chinese-Japanese girl.

[chatshow]

Nice update TS, waiting for next!

[wattonhenry]

How long ago did this happen? Did you try to look for BB after that?

Originally Posted by Online2Offline

(Continuation)

Then a familiar feeling. She had oiled her breasts and was rubbing them from my shoulders down to my calves. My erection got harder and harder against the mattress as I lay face down.

I turned around to allow my suffocating cock some breathing space. BB pounced on it instantly with her mouth. I shut my eyes as she slurped on my massive tool hungrily for a short while. She then dripped a few drops of oil on my chest and spread the oil using her soft, enormous breasts, all over my body. She moved downwards and placed my long hard rod between the valley of her breasts. She clasped her breasts with her hands, sandwiching my drooling cock, and she started giving me a breast fuck.

“Shu fu ma?” (comfortable?), BB whispered. “Wo xiang yao” (I want <to have sex>), I said. BB literally sat on me and adjusted my cock to enter her pussy. I do not know if it’s the aromatherapy oil or she was already wet, but the feeling my cock head felt brushing her pussy hair was sensational. It’s my safe period, you can put it in, BB said. Although very tempting, especially with the sensation I was going through, I decided to play safe. I told BB I should wear a condom… “wan yi…” (just in case).

After helping me put on the condom, BB mounted me like a deprived woman and fucked me. I grabbed her oily breasts and squeezed her light brown nipples the way she always liked it. She switched to reverse cowgirl position and I marvelled at her stamina, seeing my cock sliding in-and-out, in-and-out, of her pussy from the back. I felt I needed to do some work too, instead of just laying down.

I moved her to doggy position and started whacking her from behind. Every time I tried to grab her breasts, my fingers just slipped away due to the oil. I ended up holding her waist tightly, slamming her so hard the “piak piak” sound echoed around the room, as BB’s voluminous cries of joys drove me to pump her even faster, and much harder. I was getting rough unconsciously. And BB was loving it. Don’t stop, don’t stop, she cried out in Chinese.

The erotic scene of two oily bodies copulating was unforgettable. As I fucked her hard from the back, I could see her massive breasts swinging uncontrollably from the sides. I eventually unloaded into her with a huge sigh of relief as I had been “holding on” for a while. She turned around, ripped off the condom and sank her mouth into my cock, sucking the last drops of sperm. It was déjà vu.

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BB woke me up. She was all dressed up. She had to leave. I suggested we have a quick breakfast, but she was already running late. Looked at my phone and it was approaching 8am. I kissed her goodbye. I found a small note next to the flowers she brought the night before, as I was packing to check out later that morning. Thank you for your kindness, wishing you good health and success, the handwritten note said.

A few weeks later, I sent BB a text to wish her Happy Lunar New Year. The number was no longer in use.

Next: Fang Fang, the mixed Chinese-Japanese girl.

[Bigcuriousboy]

Hi TS. Have really enjoyed reading all your exploits. They reminded me of my younger days and also when Chinese ML/FL were a lot more “real”. Continue to good work!

[BarbosaNo9]

Enjoying this nice story, please keep going TS

[Online2Offline]

Originally Posted by wattonhenry

How long ago did this happen? Did you try to look for BB after that?

BB was around 2010. I assume she moved on (to forget about her past in SGP), thus changed mobile phone number. Or she lost her phone and had not backed-up her data...

I think BB should be in her mid-late 30’s now. Wish her all the best!

[Online2Offline]

Originally Posted by Bigcuriousboy

Hi TS. Have really enjoyed reading all your exploits. They reminded me of my younger days and also when Chinese ML/FL were a lot more “real”. Continue to good work!

Hey bro, I’m with you! The China girls/ladies were definitely a lot more “real” back then. When I have time to write my next story – Fang Fang – she was as real as it got. I am still in touch with her now, a decade after she left SGP…

Thank you for your support!

[iskandarsleep]

Amazing story, support and camping...

[wattonhenry]

Nice 👍🏻 Waiting for your next installment. As a loyal reader, may I request for more chapters please. A bright spark for Covid, especially when trapped at home with OC.

Originally Posted by Online2Offline

Hey bro, I’m with you! The China girls/ladies were definitely a lot more “real” back then. When I have time to write my next story – Fang Fang – she was as real as it got. I am still in touch with her now, a decade after she left SGP…

Thank you for your support!