Sure, all of us have our demons, and SPs are no exception. But I feel a touch disillusioned when a favorite SP turns out to be a greater mess than I thought.
This micro girl I saw yesterday offers amazing service, including Greek and CIM. I must have left her with a pretty sore bum. Yet she stayed as cheerful as a button and thanked me humbly, eagerly, for the 60 bucks I gave her near the session's end (.4 for Greek plus .2 tip, in addition to the $.2 standard donation).
“So you like money?” I say tongue-in-cheek.
“I like money,” she says emphatically. “I need money. And you?”
“I don’t care much about money,” I say. “I have what I need.”
She parries this remark with an unexpected question: “Ni you meiyou wushi bai wan kuai quian?” (which means, “Do you have 5 million dollars?”)
Amused I say, “No," and add jokingly, “I just gave you all I have.”
She seems concerned this might be true. Then suddenly she opens up about her life—confessing that she needs money because she lost a major amount playing mahjong in Hongkong. Apparently mamasan gave her a loan she now has to work off.
Wow, so this wholesome-looking girl habors a seriously dark side!
I must say, her confession did deflate my slight infatuation with her a bit. Well, I guess gambling is one of the few joyous breaks from a micro girl's otherwise pretty grim, confined, sex-oversaturated but love-starved everyday routine.
Certainly, there are worse secrets SPs sometimes hide. A history of drug abuse, alcoholism, serious health issues, mental instability.
I've often wondered why the service level of Chinese SPs is generally a lot higher, and so often delivered more cheerfully, for about half the price charged by locals.
Yesterday a piece of the puzzle fell into place for me.
It's of course understandable, if a girl grew up in the squalor of most Chinese cities or villages—where the weekly income for stultifying work is often less than $60—that netting this amount for an hour of erotic play makes her feel lucky by comparison. But that's clearly not the whole story.
No doubt, gambling debts are part of the reason why apparently quite a few Chinese SPs are supermotivated to please guys, in hopes of extra tips and repeat business.
But sad as it is if an SP tries extra-hard to please us because she desperately needs money to pay off gambling debts, strictly from a pooner's viewpoint it’s not bad. At least gambling doesn't affect a woman’s looks, mental alertness or erotic responsiveness the way certain drugs do, so it's not nearly as destructive a vice as that of some sex workers out there.
This micro girl I saw yesterday offers amazing service, including Greek and CIM. I must have left her with a pretty sore bum. Yet she stayed as cheerful as a button and thanked me humbly, eagerly, for the 60 bucks I gave her near the session's end (.4 for Greek plus .2 tip, in addition to the $.2 standard donation).
“So you like money?” I say tongue-in-cheek.
“I like money,” she says emphatically. “I need money. And you?”
“I don’t care much about money,” I say. “I have what I need.”
She parries this remark with an unexpected question: “Ni you meiyou wushi bai wan kuai quian?” (which means, “Do you have 5 million dollars?”)
Amused I say, “No," and add jokingly, “I just gave you all I have.”
She seems concerned this might be true. Then suddenly she opens up about her life—confessing that she needs money because she lost a major amount playing mahjong in Hongkong. Apparently mamasan gave her a loan she now has to work off.
Wow, so this wholesome-looking girl habors a seriously dark side!
I must say, her confession did deflate my slight infatuation with her a bit. Well, I guess gambling is one of the few joyous breaks from a micro girl's otherwise pretty grim, confined, sex-oversaturated but love-starved everyday routine.
Certainly, there are worse secrets SPs sometimes hide. A history of drug abuse, alcoholism, serious health issues, mental instability.
I've often wondered why the service level of Chinese SPs is generally a lot higher, and so often delivered more cheerfully, for about half the price charged by locals.
Yesterday a piece of the puzzle fell into place for me.
It's of course understandable, if a girl grew up in the squalor of most Chinese cities or villages—where the weekly income for stultifying work is often less than $60—that netting this amount for an hour of erotic play makes her feel lucky by comparison. But that's clearly not the whole story.
No doubt, gambling debts are part of the reason why apparently quite a few Chinese SPs are supermotivated to please guys, in hopes of extra tips and repeat business.
But sad as it is if an SP tries extra-hard to please us because she desperately needs money to pay off gambling debts, strictly from a pooner's viewpoint it’s not bad. At least gambling doesn't affect a woman’s looks, mental alertness or erotic responsiveness the way certain drugs do, so it's not nearly as destructive a vice as that of some sex workers out there.
