I'm a foreigner lost in Japan, just rambling so I don't corrupt my English with Japanish. I've lived in Japan for a while, and I speak the language fluently (maybe a TOO fluently). I like Japanese comedy, walking and going out for drinks with the few friends I have.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Book cover

Its true, don't judge a book by its cover, or a person by the way he/she dresses.

I met buslady for the second time (read post wow). This time her son wasn't included, he had gone to her parents for the summer holidays and she was alone. I thought it was my chance to score. We met at the trainstation and walked to a garden coffee shop. The coffee shop was located on a rooftop and I liked the cool breeze while sipping coffee... so I thought. It was hot, 35C (95 degree Fahrenheit for those in America) and being closer to the sun didn't help either.

She was wearing a flora print one-piece dress that showed her cleavage to the max. Her blood red bra was peeking through, and it seems her dress was one size too small and her breasts were squeezed in. I thought this was going to be easy.

We were together for a hour. I could have taken her down a floor, and had coffee indoors but I thought the shade would be cool enought... so I thought and was wrong.

We sat across each other, giving me a good view of her cleavage. I tried hard to avoid talking to her cleavage but I kept looking down. I wasn't sure whether she notice or was playing stupid, but she didnt bother to pull up her dress.

We were together for a hour before she had to go home. It seemed like she wanted to leave quickly to go home to an empty house (!?!?!?)

I sent an email after saying thank you and she replied but it didn't seem she was interested in meeting up again.

Oh well... You cannt judge a woman by what she wears.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

You really are a dumb fuck aren't you. It's time you grew up and stopped behaving like a horny terrier dog who wants to hump the leg of every single woman you come into contact with. Get out, get a life, talk to people, get to know them, le3t them get to know you and maybe, just maybe, one of them will like you for who you are and will want to spend time with you that will include the sex that you are so damned desperate for.

7:51 PM

 

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