Reply #1 curiousfan691's post
Eons ago, I was early for an appointment with a MILFy WG on the 1st floor of Fuji and decided to survey the competition, starting at the top. About halfway down (funny how they call them walkups when most punters actually walk down), I noticed an open door.
There was a very attractive, slim but not very tall girl outside, and a workman inside who seemed to be fixing something. I asked her what her name was, in Mandarin. She asked why and would only say there were lots of other nice-looking girls in the building. I said she was the prettiest of the lot. That's how I got a smile from Sweet, though she never told me her name. In the few seconds our paths crossed, she struck me as a smart and sensitive girl.
That was before she got not just her room but her face and breasts fixed. Was she as high as a kite when you saw her? I guess, like the caked-on mask and the nympho routine, it's part of a defence (survival, if you like) mechanism. We can walk out of her room after one hour, but she has to stay there all day. | |
