Here I was in Bangkok, Thailand… The land of milk and honey. My homeboy, Richie told me that hooking up with the women here is easier than any of the places we’ve been to.

He says that there was something about being a foreigner here and being able to speak good English, that gives us an edge over regular Thai guys.

But I wasn’t too sure about picking up women, since language would be a huge obstruction.

Most of the Thais here couldn’t speak English for nuts.

And as far as speaking the thai language goes… I could only count, which helps when I’m paying for stuff. But that’s just about it.

We arranged to meet one of his girlfriends, at her apartment. Richie said something about his girlfriend wanting to introduce me to her roommate, which was cool…

That means I don’t have to sweat struggling with asking names from girls, who prolly won’t understand me, and getting caught in an awkward moment.

We were planning to hit one of the most happening clubs in the central district called RCA.

Richie’s eyes were gleeming as he kept his eyes glued to the elevator as We waited for the girls. Surprisingly, he had never met his girlfriend’s roommate before.

The girls came down a while later… I recognized Richie’s gal. She’s small and petite, exactly just like what Richie had shown me before, in an issue of Thailand’s very own FHM magazine.

She introduced herself politely. her name was Aoi. And her friend was Amy.

Her friend Amy, was way hotter. If you seen her, you’d think that she is the exact carbon copy of Shannon Elizabeth. (One of the hot babes from American Pie.)

Except that she’s the asian version. She has good curves and a nice ass. she had on a figure hugging tank top and she wore a jumper over… If I was gonna put a label on her… It would be, “Smoking hot”!

I clasped my hand together in front of my face, and greeted her… “Sawadee kap”, which means good day, in thai… She smiled. And she surprised me, when she spoke in fluent English.. “You look really cute when you do that, that’s too formal”.

We hit it off right away.

When we entered the club, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Richie was right when he said that Bangkok was a land of milk and honey! He wasn’t kidding…

There were more girls than guys in the club… And more than half of these girls are reasonably attractive! It was totally unbelieveable.

Things went went unexpectedly well. Amy and I were already dirty-dancing with each other. Then, we kissed.

Then we continued taking a couple more vodka shots and more vodka.

Here’s the thing about Thais, never challenge them to a drinking. They’re freaking good drinkers.

Amy and Aoi already had down more than 10 shots and they’ve only beginning to flush a little in their cheeks.

I know that if I had too much, I wouldn’t be able to work my magic in the bedroom.

For the rest of the night, I pretended to pour vodka into my glass. And I mixed it up with another “100%” of soda.

The club played its last song at 2am. And Aoi suggested to hit another club.

We shared a cab. Aoi took the front seat and Richie, Amy and I, took the back…

During the journey, Amy and I were making out like crazy. We totally ignored Aoi’s and Richie’s presence. I only remembered hearing him laughing.

I slipped my hand into bra and started fondling her breasts… Damn, she has good sizeable breasts. And I couldn’t tell by looking from the outside.

Amy starting speaking to Aoi in Thai… Richie turned to me and said… They’re coming back to our place.

I was like… “Man, this is really easy”… This turned out  to be much better,  than what I expected… indeed!

At the hotel room, I turned the audio system and played the cd, provided by the hotel.

Aoi and ritchie was already making out on their bed and Amy and I were dancing to the ripped off version of “I’ll never break your heart” by the backstreet boys.

Coming to think of it, its pretty hilarious… But being in tipsy mode… we were oblivious to the cheap music.

We took the other bed, and we made out wildly like two wild lions. within seconds, our clothes were off on the floor…

I went down on her… But I was taken aback… She had really huge labias… It was like a pair of pouting lips. I had to separate them, to be able to get to her clit.

Then I moved up on top of her… and I gently slipped my member into her mouth... I couldn’t believe that Amy couldn’t do a blowjob for nuts, I was kinda’ disappointed and I was still limp inside her mouth…

Then we were disturbed by the next bed… Richie was already snoring… And Aoi was also sleeping… not soundly but loudly.. I joked about them being truly to made for each other.

I pulled the covers over me, and I held her breasts against my member… She had just enough for me to do a ti.t-f.ucK.

“Orrick, come in my mouth… I want you to come in my mouth”, she whispered.

“What, are u serious”? I asked, Even though Jen and I had been together for a few years now, she never asked me to release my load into her mouth. She only did it out of love and reciprocation.

But Amy was different. She admitted to having a fetish for guys ejaculating  on her face. (Well, I’m not really into messy sex, I figured when the time comes… I’ll just blow my load into her mouth)

I tried even harder… thrusting her breasts.

But still, I couldn’t get it up…. My mind raced… I found myself screaming in my mind… “C’mon, get up”!

Again, she tried doing the “blowjob” thing… But it was to no avail.. After a couple more tries… She let out a sigh… “You bastard, you’ve got a hangover”... Then she excused herself to the washroom.

Damn, this has to be one of the most embarrassing sexual moments ever. I actually went limp on my first shag in Thailand!

I felt a sudden guilt… I knew it wasn’t a hangover. In fact, I wasn’t half as tipsy as I normally would… It was Jen. I couldn’t stop thinking about her -

How would she have reacted if found out about this… And the night of Wendy’s birthday celebration.

But I didn’t want to disappoint Amy as well… especially at a time like this.

When Amy came back, she said she just wanted to cuddle and talk. I told her everything about Jen and she was acually quite happy that I told her. Then, she made her confession as well.

She went on about all the other guys that she’d f.uck before, She told me the difference between each one of their attributes. I actually thought it was quite funny…

Here I was, talking to this gal whom I was close to f.uck.ing and she’s telling me all these other blokes whom she’ve bedded with. I went on to one of my old “interviewing” habit…

I asked if she ever had a vaginal orgasm before.. And she said, she’d never had one before…

I wasn’t surprised…

Her labia was covering her clit, she wouldn’t feel a thing even if I was rubbing my pubic area against it, during intercourse.

So, I explained to her what the guy has to do, in order to help her achieved and orgasm… She was getting so turned on, that when I touch her vagina… She was already soaking wet.

So I inserted two of my fingers into her vagina... Damn, she was tight as hell… And guess what she did? She actually use her vaginal muscles to push my fingers out of her vagina!

Amy, started jerking me again… But this time, I tried to imagine myself making love to Jen… Then I decided to push my luck, “Let me come into your mouth”, I said.

She positioned myself onto my member, and within minutes… I blew my load into her mouth…

Amy snuggled up close to my chest… and for the rest of the night, we just cuddled until we fall asleep.

The next morning, we hadn’t spoken much to each other. I walked her to the hotel lobby and sent her off in a cab.

I knew this was gonna be the last I’ll be seeing of her…. That sucks.

It’s been awhile since I last got in touch with you, I apologize for that. Thanks for staying with me still… Over the last couple of days, I was away on a road trip to the countryside of Malaysia.

It’s been awhile since I last got in touch with you, I apologize for that.  Thanks for staying with me still… Over the last couple of days, I was away on a road trip to the counry side of Malaysia.

I was visting my girlfriend’s relatives. Honestly, I wasn’t too enthusiastic about going to some suburb. The weather’s scourching, there’s no air-conditioning and we actually had to bathe in rain water!

It wasn’t exactly my idea of a holiday, But It meant everything to Jen.

We’ve gotten really serious about each other over the past two years and we plan to take our relationship to the next level.

Jen thought it would be a good start for me to hang out with her folks and getting them to accept me as part of the family… In time to come.

Her relatives were a friendly bunch. But just like a parents, they are “Dead” conservative when it comes to sex and marriage. I couldn’t imagine what they’ll do me if they ever found out that Jen had already lost her virginity to me.

Anyway, we were made to sleep in separate rooms! I can’t imagine not having sex for the next 3 days with Jen… It’s really one of those “F***up scenarios where what appears so near, seems so far at the same time.

But at least,  I had the whole room to myself. Jen shared the next room with her mom and her two younger sisters.

If there’s was any hope for us to even make out at all, it was the fact that our rooms were co-jointed to the same toilet.

I suggested to Jen that she can come over to my room through the toilet, when everyone else is asleep. All we had to do, is to leave my side of the toilet door opened.

So in case her mum gets suspicious and all that, she can just dash right back into the toilet and pretend that she’s having a dump!

That night, I waited impatiently in bed for Jen to appear…  I couldn’t stop imagining her mum catching us both in bed, butt naked.  It’s really nerve wrecking. But at the same time, exciting.

It was already way past 3am, in the morning. And there’s still no signs of Jen. Then I heard a sound in the toilet. The toilet door opened. My heart was racing…  But it wasn’t Jen who entered my room. It was her mum!

She left by the front door as soon as she came in from the toilet door. I was stunned for a moment. Her mum was making  rounds to check up on me.

Luckily, I pretended to sleep. I intended to catch Jen unawares and surprise her, when she enters.

I went back to sleep, disappointed from this  whole carrot dangling scenario.

The next morning, I felt somebody shaking my ankle. I opened my eyes, to see Jen sitting by the side of my bed. She stroked my face and apologized for the previous night.

It didn’t mattered what she said, cuz I wasn’t listening anyway. I just wanted to feel her close to me. Then I started caressing her like I normally would, whenever we’re in bed together. I slipped my hand into her bra and I fondled her breast.

Jen was enjoying the sensation, but she kept her eyes focused on the front door.

“Where’s your mum?” I asked, as I withdrew my hand from her shirt.

“She’s out with the rest of them. But my sisters are still sleeping”. She said.

We left the door wide open, so we could hear them from upstairs, if they came home.

I did what my manly instincts wanted to… I guided her to lie down infront of me and I reached down to her shorts. I started rubbing her vagina and she moaned.

I coudn’t believe how wet she already got! And I hadn’t even do much.

I knew she wanted me as much as I wanted her.  “I wanted to be inside of you”, I said.

I was half expecting Jen to chicken out like she normally would, when her family members were around… But surprisingly, she didn’t!

“But only for a short while“, she said sheepishly.

We removed our underwear beneath the sheets and I entered her from the “Spoon” position.  So I applied the “4 step method”, which I always talked about. I rubbed her clitoris with my fingers from under her leg, as I continued to thrust her.

As usual, it worked like magic.

Jen was breathing hard, she was controlling herself from moaning aloud. She grabbed onto my hand hard.

It was her way of telling me that she was about to come. She  yelp like a helpless puppy…

The pleasure was undescribable. Usually it’ll take me quite a while to come in this position, but it was barely 10mins that I felt the urge to get off inside of her.

I knew her mum would be back home soon, or even worst… Her sisters may wake up and use the toilet at any moment and the door was wide opened!  I had to get it done and over with quickly.

I grabbed onto her hair with the other hand… And she yelped again.

I couldn’t take it any longer… So, I started thrusting her more rapidly.

Then, I had felt the biggest release I’ve had in a long time. I came inside of her hard…

Then we heard the  footsteps from below. We immediately put on our underwear and she darted back into her own room from the toilet.

It was indeed her mum. I pretended to go back to sleep.

For the rest of the day, we can’t help laughing over the whole incident.

Just a little sneak peak of what you’re gonna find in this book.

I’ve actually simplified all the complicated terms  and format it into an easy to read, step by step guide to leading a woman from the date, to the bedroom and how to get her to have sex with you.

And I’ve also shared the secrets of  speed orgasms – Why woman are able to climax as fast as a man and  6 speed orgasm positions that you don’t normally find in conventional sex books.

Now the book is going through some final editing and I can’t wait to share it with you guys.

But I digress… Anyway, let’s get back to what happen between me and the hot nurse, Jeanette. Shall we?

Jeanette came almost immediately when I gave her double stimulation on both her G-Spot and Clit at the same time. Not that I’m that good or anything.

But I suspected she might not had sex for a very long time. I bet regular guys like you and I, don’t even ejaculate the moment we get inside a woman.

She flashed me smile, obviously satisfied. So she guided me to switch positions with me on the seat.

“Kitty’s hungy” She said cheekily, as she kneeled down slowly and rubbing my crotch at the same time.

Jeanette undid my zip. I couldn’t believe it, a REAL nurse was about to give a blow-job! And I really didn’t expect things to proceed that quickly!

I was fully erected, almost as hard as a rock. It was an intense moment. Then, she slipped my penis into her mouth. She gave me one of the most “classy” blow-job I’ve had.  It was really sensual.

She gave me a good tease. She looked at me in the eye every now and then as she sucked on my head, alternating with ice-cream licks from the bottom back to the head again.

She must be trained professionally or something, in oral-sex. I thought to myself.

Jeanette went down deeper, it was like she was try to swallow me whole. I was so filled with the pleasure, I felt the hair on my back raised.

As she increased the speed of her sucking… She used her hand to  jerk me off at the same time. I moaned.

It was one of the best blow-jobs I’ve had. I’ve had the urge to come in her mouth.

“I think you better stop” I told her. “I’m gonna come”.

Instinctively, she removed her panties, and got on top of me. Then guided my penis and me slipped inside her vagina.

I felt a rush of warmness on my member.  Jeanette moaned as pulled her head back. She grinded me hard even before i started!

She was one horny babe indeed and I didn’t blame her. I removed her snow-leopard printed bra and I lapped on her breasts hungrily.

She moaned again, she was obviously enjoying it. “F**k me, Orrick” She gasped. “F**k me”!

I grabbed onto her ass and I pulled her her towards me as she grinded my penis, in a synchronized rhythm.

I felt the moist on my seat… She was dripping wet! Then she held me close and whispered in my years. “Make me come Orrick”.

I was getting a little numb in that position. So I switched to one of my favourite car sex positions. I literally carried her and put her on the seat. I was knelt on the matt and I lifted her legs over my shoulders.

She moaned again. This position allowed me to penetrate her deeper. And I also had a clearer view of her  sexy body, her breasts still looked enticing.

I bended over to suck on her nipple once again as I thrust into her deeply. She dug her nails into my bed.

She moaned even louder, and she squeezed her eyelids tightly. Jeanette was climaxing.

Watching her enjoying herself turned me even more. It made me felt like coming as well.

Then she let out a loud scream. “Don’t stop, don’t stop” She was shouting at the top of her voice.

I shouted as well… Just for fun.. We were really into the moment.

Her body started jerking so hard and she tried to brace herself. There were fluids splashing out from her vagina. I was shocked.

For awhile I thought it was pee. Then I realised that she was actually squirting! She shook uncontrollably as if she was having a fit.

I couldn’t stand it any longer, I pulled my penis out of her. But she immediately reached forward to grabbing my penis in her mouth. I guess she knew that I was coming as well.

Then it happened. I blew my load inside her mouth. I estimated it to be 4 shots. I was surprised that she actually swallowed the whole thing!

Now it was my turn to shake like a leaf. She wouldn’t let me go. She continued with the oral sex even though I was feeling hyper sensitive all over.

We spent the next 2 houra, cuddling each other in our naked bodies and listened to the jazz CD played over again.

I drove her home  after wards.

That was the last time I ever saw Jeanette again, right after I gotten into a serious relationship  with my girlfriend then.

We do still keep in touch from time to time, but we never met. What happened that night remained as a wonderful memory.

Who knows, maybe one day… Jeanette might just find her way back into my car again.

Hey friend, sorry to keep you waiting for the third installment of the nurse story. You see, I just got back from Bangkok, Thailand.

I had a  great time there. If you’ve never been to Thailand, you’d better check it out at least once.

The ladies there, are way too hot and they’re definitely one of the most out-going, open minded Asian girls I’ve met!

Plus, they are good cooks, attentive to their men needs and they look after their family. What more can you ask for? Honestly, I would consider marrying a Thai woman when I think it’s time to settle down.

 I just have to share the joy with you.

Okay, back to the story.

If you’ve read part 2 of this story, you’ll learn that Jeanette sort of pulled the plug during “Sexcalation” ( Umm… I mean escalating towards sex for short). My heart almost skipped a beat when she told me it wasn’t part of the deal that we had sex.

Well, she didn’t exactly say we can’t fuck. But my hand was already on her tits.  So when she made the remark, she might probably mean I’m not allowed to touch her boobs. But really, who gives a shit at a point like this?

Then, I did what I did best… I pulled back and acted as if nothing had happened. I agreed with her that we shouldn’t be doing this.

You see, here’s a thing you might not know about women. They tend to throw up a defense at the last minute. It is something I like to call a Bitch Armor. 

And why is that so?

It’s no “Da Vinci Code”, really.  Women just don’t want to be caught guilty of being too easy.

It’s their way of turning the red light on themselves, when they get too close of becoming “Slut Mode”.

The worst thing any guy could do at this point, is to force himself on her.

The hungry will not be fed here. So the next time she turns cold fish on you, don’t freak out!

It doesn’t mean that she don’t want to have sex with you. It means that you haven’t made her feel comfortable with you enough.

I tidied my clothes, got up from where I sat and I said, “Come, I’ll take you home”.

But she didn’t follow. She seemed a little flustered, as if not knowing what she did earlier was a right thing to do.

“I’ve no work tomorrow. I can stay for a little longer”, She said.

“Sure, make sure you don’t catch a cold”. Then I got inside the car without her… It was pretty hilarious, you should have seen the look on her face. What I just did was to show her that I wasn’t  needy. And by closing the car door on her, it created a funny moment. Whatever awkward tension that we felt earlier was overwritten.

She got in the car after, and gave me a playful jab in the arm. We started kidding around  again as if none  of  it happened earlier. Then I asked her if she would like to hear the new jazz CD I bought at HMV the previous day.

We held hands as we listen to the soft melody, I think it was by Diana Krall.

After awhile, we were at it again. We started making out. But, it was less intense.

This time,  she took my hand and guided me to her breasts. Somehow, it felt so much softer than the first time. See, I told you. I knew something like this was to happen.

Then I beckoned her to follow as I tried to make my way to the back seat.

I must have put on quite a few pounds lately, I thought to myself. I was struggling  past the front seats.

Jeanette laughed as if she’s watching a clown do something really stupid. She managed to slide up to the back seat with me, easily.

“Now, that’s gonna cost you more than a lap-dance”. I said, implying the cheap entertainment she had earlier.

She smiled slyly, and we continued kissing and fondling each other’s private parts. My “little brother” was once again awoken.

I removed my shirt and I helped her with her dress. I couldn’t keep my eyes of her cleavage. It looked really enticing under the soft moonlight.

She had on a really nice set of snow leopard printed lingerie. I supposed she was also prepared for such a thing to happen.

“Hey little kitty, I’m going to take care of you tonight”. I said as I unclipped her bra from the front. Just what as I thought, she had one of the nicest pair of tits I’ve seen. She smiled at me and she squeezed my ‘dong’ playfully.

I must have been a blessed man to have met a couple of really wonderful girlfriends with well-endowed features. I don’t mean any disrespect to the ladies. But, deep down beyond all the stirring emotions, I’m very much a man.

It was always about the tits and asses. If she had a nice personality, then it would be a bonus.

Women on the contrary, the opposite. They have to feel the emotional connection first, before they give themselves up to you.

I slid my hand inside her panties… She was soaking WET! I suspected that she has not had sex for at least a year!

I went down on her and I tasted her feminine nectar. Jeanette moaned as she arched her back in pleasure. She grabbed my hair and she gasped, “Don’t Stop”,  trying to catch her breath.

I inserted my thumb into a vagina. Jeanette moaned even louder as I rubbed Her G-spot.

Then, she came… Within minutes when I inserted my thumb. Her muscles in the abdominal area contracted rapidly.

She smiled at me with satisfaction… Then she said cheekily, “Kitty’s hungry”. As she got down to her knees, undoing my zip.

I’ma stop her for awhile. Check back again for part 4!

P.S. You must be wondering where I learnt all the female sexual psychology from.  It’s no big secret really. You can find most of it here.

“Of course”, she replied with a laugh.  ”Just that we don’t have a good place”, she continued.

” I know of a great place, shall we’?  I said, signaling her to take my arm.

We were finally off from Zirca club.

Jeanette just freakin made my night! I was indeed very close to closing the deal. She seemed all too perfect for me, just the right kind of girl I need to take care of me.

Now, You didn’t forget about my broken arm have you?

I looked like a dork wearing that cast on my left arm. Luckily, the people at the club were all good sport. By the time we left, I already had more than 30 autographs and well wishes on the cast.

It wasn’t that bad after all =)

We proceeded to my car, a Yellow based Suzuki Swift with black racing stripes across the back. I’m a huge fan of “Bumble-Bee” in “The Transformers”. I’ve made it a goal to get the chevrolet by year 2010 no matter what.

Anyway, back to the story.

We didn’t talk much in the car. Except, I told her  it was a place that I went on my very first date.

We made our way to a secluded spot at Mount Faber. It was past the wee hours and the restaurants and bars were already closed.

As soon as I got out from the car, I opened up the hatch of my car and turned up the stereo. We continued dancing again, this time our hands were all over each other.

There were times where we danced so close that our lips almost touched. But, I pulled away from her again, showing a”no-no” sign with my finger, hinting that she was being very naughty.

I walked up to the nearest open-air restaurant and pulled out a chair. Jeanette instinctively knew what to do. She spontaneously switch her moves to a much slower pace and swinging her hips as she took each step.

Its as if she had done lap-dancing as a profession or something. She just knew how to move around me. Honestly, I wouldn’t be able to tell if she was a nurse if I hadn’t admitted into the hospital.

I went hard below… But I wasn’t afraid to show it.

She turned around, with her back facing me. Then she bent down slowly, as she pushed her bottom against my package. She was taken aback  by stiffness of my manhood.

I gave her a naughty look.  Then I took her hand and guided her to my crotch. She was enjoying the sexual tension between us.

We kissed again. Only, this time it was even deeper and more passionate.

The next thing she did, she sat on top of me… and she lifted up her dress up to her hips. She was grinding me like nobody’s business! “If only I could be inside her”, I thought to myself.  After all, we were only separated by a few pieces of cloth!

We moved to the rhythm of the music.

Next, I slid up my hand under her dress and under her bra. Jeanette has one of the most wholesome breasts I’ve ever held, for a chinese girl. She was a good sizeable B. I was certain of it.

Then she suddenly said, “That’s not part of the deal, Orrick“…

I was caught off guard momentarily. I thought  had been doing all the right things all this while.  It was a defining moment for me to prove if everything I’ve discovered was just a fluke.

She looked me straight in the eye as she held on tightly to my arm. And she said, “This isn’t right”….

P.S Click here to read the previous blogpost.

WAtch Out For Part 3!

You must be thinking that it was a really stupid way to get into an accident and I don’t deny it. In fact, I was advised to go back to learn cycling!

Anyway, here’s my side of the story. The paint of the hump was pretty much faded, it was too late by the time I noticed it. Then, I was thrown off my bike. In a split second, I was literally flying in the air before I landed on my wrist and chin…

I was knocked out cold.

The next thing I knew, I woke up in a hospital with a sharp pain in my left wrist. My whole my arm was wrapped up like a cotton candy and I had stitches under my chin.

The nurse came by and told me that some by passers had called the ambulance. She also said that I had a “bad-ass” fracture in my left wrist.

If there was any good in the whole ordeal, it was knowing that this hot-looking nurse was in charged of taking care of the patients in the ward I was in

Anyway, I suffered from short term amnesia. I couldn’t remembered anything that happened the night before. The Doc said I was still recovering from shock and I would be placed under observation at the hospital for 2 weeks!

Honestly, that actually sounded more like good news to me. It means that I get the chance to get to know this hot-looking nurse better!

Looking around the ward, I realized that I was the youngest patient. Most of them seem as if they were about to be “on their way”.

Every night, I would gather a small crowd of student nurses from the Singapore Nanyang Polytechnic around my bed. We would chat and joke around just before they got off work.

However, the hot-looking nurse that was in charged of the ward seemed oblivious to our presence. she was the only one who did not bother to come over and join in the fun.

But other than that, it was quite comforting to know that she’s always there, making her rounds to check on each patient. I always anticipated the moment where she comes over to my bed, keeping track on my BP levels and drip.

She is tall and tanned. But it is her eyes that is most captivating.

We never chatted much. I only knew her name by her tag, which had “Jeanette” printed on it.

Since I only had 2 more days before I was discharged. I decided to take my chance. I made fun of Jeanette in front of the student nurses while she was going about her routine checks on the patients.

If I remembered correctly, I said something about her not being sincere about her job and that she is only making her rounds because she is only being paid to do so. I also called her an anti-social. We were practically indulging ourselves with laughter, at her expense.

Jeanette heard us, because she turned her direction and started walking towards us. For awhile, I thought she was really mad. But nevertheless, I still had to play my cards well. Apologizing and explaining to her that I was only kidding, is probably one of the worst ways to make her remember me.

So I said to her, “Finally you have come over to join in the fun. Too bad you’re late, the party’s already over”.

“Aw…” She replied, playing along.

“Well, don’t be late for tomorrow or the doors will be closed”. I said with a smirk.

Time went passed as normal, the next day. The student nurses were actually disappointed that I had to leave the next morning. So I told them that we will keep in touch and we exchanged contacts.

Surprisingly, Jeanette came over to pass me her contact as well!

The following weekend, I called and invited her to a newly opened club called “Zirca”. As usual, girls can be quite a drag. I had to wait let others go past my queue a couple of times before she finally arrived.

But the wait was worthwhile. She was the center of attraction. I didn’t realized she had “this much” boobs until I saw her in the dress she was in.

She wore a low-neck black satin dress that took the shape of her body nicely. She was totally different from the plain-looking dressed nurse I thought I knew.

We got our stamps from the door bitch before entering the club.

Jeanette intuitively grabbed my arm and dragged me towards the bar counter.

“Why don’t you get me a drink”? She asked.

“Isn’t it a little too early to be ripping off your patient’? I replied with a smirk.

Here’s part of the conversation:

Jeanette: Are you that Stingy?

Me: I did not say I’m wasn’t buying. But you have to do something for me in return.

Jeanette: What is it?

Me: Do you trust me?

Jeanette: I guess so.

Me: Then agree to it first. Trust me, I won’t make you look stupid…

*She hesitates*

Jeanette: Okay, deal!

I didn’t had anything in mind at that moment, so I made something along the way.

I ordered a jug of Raspberry Vodka and we sip the drink together from our straws. By this time, there were already some chemistry going on between us. I sensed that I might not be going home alone that night.

“So what do I have to do’? She asked.

This time, I decided to take my chances and be bold.

” I want you to do a lap dance for me”.  I said.

“Hey, that’s cheating. I thought you said you were not going to make me do something stupid”. She protested.

“You know, I don’t always ask a girl to do a lapdance for me. But, if you think its a stupid thing to do… Then let’s forget the whole thing”. I said sarcastically”.

“Alright, alright… I’ll do it”. She finally agreed.

My heart almost skipped a beat! I started looking frantically for an empty seat.

Unfortunately, there was none! I could see myself tearing up this whole place in my mind. I ended up not having my lap dance at all.

Then we proceeded to the dance floor… Things started to take a good shift when the song “Get Right” by Jennifer Lopez, came on. We flirted with each other with our dance moves.

Then I hold on to her waist close to mine and I smiled as I looked into her eyes, then releasing her and I told her that I have to go.

She looked surprised and then disappointed. This, time I told her to come with me, as I grabbed her arm and dragged her out from the dance floor.

We exited the club by the back door, we were the only ones at the stair area. So I took her waist again, like I did on the dancefloor earlier.

“Would you like to kiss me’?  I asked her .

I knew what she meant when she closed her eyes. Then we shared a really long wet kiss that seemed to last for more than a few minutes. I knew she would be mine that night…

Watch out For part two in the next post!

It’s been a long time since I got really excited about knowing somebody I just met. Its like as if she’s “the one”.

You may think its probably lust at first sight and you’re probably right. I actually got a kick out of just talking to her.

It seems like I can just go on chatting with her throughout the night without having sex.

I went to the Singapore Kennel Club (SKC) annual dog show last weekend, just wanted to check out the local scene for dog shows.

Well, I’m a big dog fanatic. When I’m not slogging my ass off making a living, you can actually catch me in places like this.

I found that you can actually meet “better” women in hobbyist events such as these, compared to clubs. Better in the sense that, generally they are not as sleazy and they are more passionate about life.

You’ll be amazed by how many good-looking chicks actually bothered to bring their dogs along  to the SKC when they are supposed to be out SHOPPING!

I figured most of them were prolly my type. I like girls who are considerate, good with animals, has a good heart, have passion… blah blah blah.

But more importantly, she has to be really “hot” such that I will not get bored of having sex with her for the third time.

My partner in crime was also with me at the dog show. Bobby, a Jack Russell Terrier that I got off from a local wet market 3 years back. Bobby’s probably is one of the world’s smallest jack russell you’ll ever see. But surprisingly, he has a rather toned physique. He ‘actually reminds me of a miniature Arnold Schwarzenegger.

Bobby’s a g good ice-breaker.  He was a great excuse of a conversation starter whenever I met a girl.

Anyway, a hot-looking asian girl caught my eye. She was really exotic looking, for an asian girl. I thought she might be Japanese.

She was well tanned and her body was really toned. If there is one thing about her that would catch anyone’s attention, it would be her cleavage. She was wearing a fitting white T-shirt with a regular V neck that seems  too low even for her.

She is rather petite ( just the type that I like) and her boobs seem alittle too large for her frame. Its as if she has a body of a hot blond with the face of a japanese girl!

She was walking this really big and furry dog that seem too big for her to handle. I went over and talk to her.

“I wonder where you get all that strength to handle this big guy”, I asked, pointing to her dog.

She laughed, “Oh no, he is actually really sweet. He almost never run off without me”.

“That’s good to know, I was worried that he might actually eat my dog“  I said, as I took Bobby out of the pet carrier.

“Oh my, he’s so adorable… Is that a chihuahua“? She asked.

“Oh no, you just hurt his feelings. Bobby’s actually a Jack Russell”.  I replied.

She laughed… and she pat Bobby’s head as she apologized to him sweetly. I knew she was the one... The one I could see myself with on a nice date, have a good conversation with and maybe sex.

So I invited her for a cup of coffee before the show starts.  Before we parted, she gave me her MSN address and number.

Last night, I sent her a text message. And she has agreed to hangout with me during the weekend.

Alright, I gotta go floss my dog now…

First of all, welcome to my blog! My name is Orrick Lee and I’m born and raised in Singapore.

If you’ve recieved your copy of the English version of the ancient Female Orgasm Sex Manuscript, you’ll find that in the introduction I mentioned that I wasn’t quite a chick-magnet to begin with.

In fact, I was less than a regular bloke. I’m always the one getting dumped by my girlfriends and the number 1 reason for it is, I suck in bed.

Just in case you haven’t gotten your copy yet, you can still get it here by opting in to my list . As there is a huge demand for it, I recommend that you  get it now while you still can before I start charging.

The English version of this instructional manual, is actually a small extract from the original copy that I found hidden in my Grandad’s safe.

The original copy was so old and dusty that some of the words written in mandarin characters, were almost beyond legibility. I actually neglected my job and free time so that I can spend more time translate it!

So be patient guys, I’m doing my best!
Well, I have been exploring the depth and possibilites of the female orgasm for quite some time now.

I even went online to search for people with similar goals and interests. No offence to anybody but, to be honest, some of these guys I met were pretty lame and I’m sure that girls cheat on them all the time.

But I also met a few “players”, who were considered “naturals” in “the game”. They are the guys that boyfriends would protect their girls from.

Nevertheless, these naturals always find their way to scoring with women, even if they were attached.

One guy in particular, practically blew me away with his ethics and philosophy towards sex. There isn’t seem to be any impossibilities that he can’t make it happen.

He is known as “The Legend”, and there is a very good reason why his peers call him that.

There was this occasion where a couple of us, including “The Legend”, went to a nightclub together. “The Legend” being known for selecting his target really quickly, had his eye fixed on a particular girl who was sitting next to a window with her boyfriend.

The girl who was a blonde, wore a buttoned shirt that seemed to explode any moment. She had a really nice rag that seem a little too big for her petite frame. Anyhow, she happened to be the cutest girl at the club.

Just the type that “The Legend” likes. He excused himself to the toilet awhile later as we continued having our drinks.

Then, we were disturbed by a commotion. The boyfriend of the blonde girl we saw earlier started questioning almost everyone in the club if they have seen his girlfriend.

Obviously, he was drunk. It suddenly dawned on me, that “The Legend” has never returned to his seat either when he left for the toilet an hour ago!

Then, my phone rang. It was “The Legend”. He told us to get out of the place and meet him at the back of the club.

I was dumbfounded when I saw him. The blonde girl was holding on to his arm, stroking his hair! We left the place hurriedly in case we met any trouble.

In the same night, he checked in to a cheap hotel together with girl he met at the club.

There was nothing needed to be said. We were a that ” ll convincedThe Legend” was indeed the legend. He has proven to all of us that he could steal a girl off under anybody’s nose.

I’ve to admit, heis one of the best I’ve seen in the country. He is definitely not a bragger but somebody who walks the talk!

“The Legend” and I were unbelievable partners in crime. We complement each others’ weaknesses as we help one another improve on each of our strengths.

He taught me how I could get any girl in the club and I taught him the secrets of my Sex Manual.

Its been about a year since the both us travelled to many countries, dating girls who worked as models, we have never dreamed of meeting. The sex techniques that we use to earn us the reputation that we have, can be found here.

Watch for my Next Post on Monday! I’ll be sharing with you a tip that I learned from “The Legend”. Its called “How you can attract Any Women By doing Less”!