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The first time I saw her, I barely noticed her after she served us and floated by. Driving late from China to Hong Kong, my associates and I formed a habit of frequenting a New Territories bar and that is where I met Ah Kit.
The third time I went to that bar, Ah Kit accidentally dropped beer and almost managed to ruin my suit. Afraid that I would be terribly pissed on her, she immediately took a small towel and started wiping my dress (thus ruining it further).
"How about we go to your place, and I wait for you to clean and press my clothes?"
She tilted her head a bit and smiled. Whoa! Incredibly beautiful!
As close to me as if about to hug me, her sweet female fragrance overpowered the smell of spilled beer and that was when I decided that I must have her.
Basic hunter instincts at full force, I carefully laid out my plans, with the usual checklist...
Is she married (not that I give a damn) or does she have a boyfriend? More important, is the asshole also working in the same place?
Like any New Territories bar in Hong Kong, this place also has its share of local triads, whose sole responsibility is to protect the place, act as bouncers, and keep drinking free beer. The owner, it turns out, is a well known figure in the locality who definitely seems capable of ensuring that you hang with all your bones broken for months in a hospital ward.
Judging Ah Kit by her personality, one-night-stand is definitely out of question. It will have to be snatch-the-snob's-girlfriend scenario. So be it...
One of the fastest approach to make friends with girls in such bars (decent girls and not hookers) is to make friends with all the male staff of the bar. And the easiest way to do this is to buy them drinks. Of course in their minds they think you are an idiot to buy them drinks in their own place. But this idiocy always works.
So upon my return visit, specifically buying a drink for each male staff and sending over a bucket (usual practice in Hong Kong) full of beer bottles to the triads sitting in the corner who are protecting the place, I strike up a conversation with the in-charge of the place.
"Aren't their husbands worried they work so late at nights in a bar?"
"None of them are married" replies the poop.
Bingo! First hurdle passed.
"You are a very nice man" says the in-charge when I offer two more drinks to each and everyone. I deliberately select expensive cocktails, shooters, what have you.
"Spill open your heart and mouth buddy" is what I want to say but instead just smile.
And he does. Under the effect of alcohol, my so called kindness, friendly Cantonese conversation in the early hours of the morning when his bar is not that crowded, he slowly and gradually opens up to all my tricky questions. He talks about all his employees, which gets a bit boring, but basically I find out what I want to know:
Ah Kit has a boyfriend and they are going steady since two years. The boyfriend works nearby though in a day time job. Ah Kit lives with her parents and goes home by taxi (cab) at night. No, Ah Kit's boyfriend is not a triad and from the description, I could single handedly hang him with broken bones in a hospital ward if things ever ended up in a fight. Hmmm... I immediately make up my mind that Ah Kit should not belong to him anymore.
Two more return trips to the bar without my associates hanging with me, again same treatment. Drinks for all male staff at the bar and by now we are buddies and probably they would jump in front of me and take the bullet!
During all these days, I avoided talking to Ah Kit and managed to show no interest in her whatsoever. Yes, chasing Hong Kong girls, the last thing you want is for them to realize that you are head over heels.
(Last) Monday night when Ah Kit came over to serve me as well as the in-charge, I immediately said...
"I have a strong feeling that we were husband and wife in past life. How else can I explain my special and strong attraction towards you. Don't you feel the same?"
Her hand trembled while pouring the drink and she gave me a very surprised look. The in-charge started laughing "hehehe I think so."
Strategy Check!
Ensure you say such stupid things loudly for all the male employees to hear. This will make your statement sound like a joke to them. Say it in private to the girl, especially if she has a boyfriend and male friends working in the bar, and you can definitely look forward to a good beating if you persist and are not thrown out.
One more thing to remember is that most Chinese/Hong Kong/Japanese/Korean girls, if traditionally brought up, might buy your past-life-spouse story. Blame it on Buddha!
She may not believe it to be the case, but you would have implanted a "thought" or rather "special awareness" regarding yourself in her mind. Such stupid statements coming from a Gweilo (foreigner) rather than a local is bound to raise her interest/awareness.
However, timing is everything. A man who plays his right cards at the right time, most probably wins...
Anyway, throughout that night my eyes followed Ah Kit everywhere she wandered in the bar. Giving her my most charming smile at times, nodding her in acknowledgment when ever she passed near me, I had her full attention.
One thing to remember about Oriental women, or rather most women anywhere in the world is the fact that women derive some strange pleasure in making you suffer. As soon as they are aware that you appreciate them, they will (most) certainly do something to piss you off. Like talking to their other male friends, casually touching them while laughing out loudly and (for a while) ignoring you.
The nincompoops who have their attention are just voluntary victims who believe that (those) women make them feel proud. The idiotically proud look in the faces of such men is a sure sign that these jerks go home and masturbate in their bed at night.
Be rest assured that (most) women observe men through the corner of their eyes. This seems to be an inborn trait, genetic conditioning over centuries of social influence(s), or what have you.
Genetically forced, Ah Kit pulled the same strategy that night and without changing a single twitch of my expressions, I immediately started coo-cooing with another beautiful bar attendant.
Corner of the eye. Yes, observing from the corner of my eyes, I saw Ah Kit's facial expressions accomplish the equivalent of Eddie's desire to bungee jump from International Space Station (ISS). The imbeciles talking to Ah Kit were totally unaware of Ah Kit's expressions and continued their otiose chat and laughter.
Nothing can hurt a woman more than the total lack of interest in her after you have appreciated her for a while. But if she is the one to invite such trouble, well, I play along together and may the best strategist win!
Coo-cooing a bit more to the other beauty, I immediately left the bar without giving Ah Kit a second chance (for) that night. Walking out and again observing via the corner of my eyes through the big glass window, I could see a sad Ah Kit now walking away from the imbecile's table.
Guaranteed that I would be on her thoughts for the rest of the night and unable to understand why she would be in a disarray, I left her to sort herself out. Left her, with plans for a surprise the following afternoon.
Come Tuesday afternoon and I went to a florist decent enough and capable of delivering flowers anywhere in Hong Kong. Carefully selecting 11 roses, which meant the 12th one was me, I personally supervised the florist when she wrapped the corsage nicely and in my own (Chinese) handwriting wrote "Gwei Lo" (Foreign Devil - literally) alongside my phone number and placed the card in the corsage.
"Ensure you deliver it at exactly 08:00 PM and you get 200 (Hong Kong) dollars extra tip as a bonus."
The smart florist asked me whether I wanted to synchronize my watch with hers? 08:00 PM is when Ah Kit enters the bar and starts her work.
08:22 PM and Ah Kit called me.
"Thank you for the flowers..."
"I don't know why but I miss you a lot" I said and continued "last night I was a bit sad. Anyway, I just wanted to send you flowers."
"Are you coming tonight?" asked a happy and eager Ah Kit.
"I am still in a meeting, so I might not come to the bar, but I will pick you up and drive you home."
"I will wait for you at 04:00 AM or until you appear at the corner of the street" and she hung up the phone with a gentle laugh.
Picking her up at around 04:00 AM, I started driving her home, but on the way, I suggested that I knew a beautiful natural beach and it would be fun waddling in the water.
Ah Kit's eyes brightened up and after she nodded and said "yes" I soon turned around.
Weather unfavorable, the water was cool but that did not stop Ah Kit and me from playing, splashing water at each other, laughing, and discussing all the useless things like local movie stars, what have you.
Seeing her shiver a bit in the cold, I immediately hugged her tight and without any warning, kissed her rosy lips. A bit hesitant soon she gave in willingly. Yes, the sensation was exactly as I had expected.
After a while, walking back to the car, I ensured that she was adequately warm.
Well, like a gentleman I drove her back home with nothing much transpiring except she kept holding my left arm. Do all women have this strange habit of holding your hand you need to shift gears?
Closing this post until a later date when I do end up having sex with Ah Kit, all I can say is, be kind, gentle, well mannered, shave and dress nice, go for cologne, leave hefty tips, and over and above all, if you want to go for her, don't let anything stop you from having her. Oriental women have a lot to give if you offer her respect, kindness, and secured feelings with matured concerns or so it seems.
Let's face it. Those who would be willing to jump in a one-night-stand are not the ones we would like to hang around with forever. Yes? Cheers!
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The third time I went to that bar, Ah Kit accidentally dropped beer and almost managed to ruin my suit. Afraid that I would be terribly pissed on her, she immediately took a small towel and started wiping my dress (thus ruining it further).
"How about we go to your place, and I wait for you to clean and press my clothes?"
She tilted her head a bit and smiled. Whoa! Incredibly beautiful!
As close to me as if about to hug me, her sweet female fragrance overpowered the smell of spilled beer and that was when I decided that I must have her.
Basic hunter instincts at full force, I carefully laid out my plans, with the usual checklist...
Is she married (not that I give a damn) or does she have a boyfriend? More important, is the asshole also working in the same place?
Like any New Territories bar in Hong Kong, this place also has its share of local triads, whose sole responsibility is to protect the place, act as bouncers, and keep drinking free beer. The owner, it turns out, is a well known figure in the locality who definitely seems capable of ensuring that you hang with all your bones broken for months in a hospital ward.
Judging Ah Kit by her personality, one-night-stand is definitely out of question. It will have to be snatch-the-snob's-girlfriend scenario. So be it...
One of the fastest approach to make friends with girls in such bars (decent girls and not hookers) is to make friends with all the male staff of the bar. And the easiest way to do this is to buy them drinks. Of course in their minds they think you are an idiot to buy them drinks in their own place. But this idiocy always works.
So upon my return visit, specifically buying a drink for each male staff and sending over a bucket (usual practice in Hong Kong) full of beer bottles to the triads sitting in the corner who are protecting the place, I strike up a conversation with the in-charge of the place.
"Aren't their husbands worried they work so late at nights in a bar?"
"None of them are married" replies the poop.
Bingo! First hurdle passed.
"You are a very nice man" says the in-charge when I offer two more drinks to each and everyone. I deliberately select expensive cocktails, shooters, what have you.
"Spill open your heart and mouth buddy" is what I want to say but instead just smile.
And he does. Under the effect of alcohol, my so called kindness, friendly Cantonese conversation in the early hours of the morning when his bar is not that crowded, he slowly and gradually opens up to all my tricky questions. He talks about all his employees, which gets a bit boring, but basically I find out what I want to know:
Ah Kit has a boyfriend and they are going steady since two years. The boyfriend works nearby though in a day time job. Ah Kit lives with her parents and goes home by taxi (cab) at night. No, Ah Kit's boyfriend is not a triad and from the description, I could single handedly hang him with broken bones in a hospital ward if things ever ended up in a fight. Hmmm... I immediately make up my mind that Ah Kit should not belong to him anymore.
Two more return trips to the bar without my associates hanging with me, again same treatment. Drinks for all male staff at the bar and by now we are buddies and probably they would jump in front of me and take the bullet!
During all these days, I avoided talking to Ah Kit and managed to show no interest in her whatsoever. Yes, chasing Hong Kong girls, the last thing you want is for them to realize that you are head over heels.
(Last) Monday night when Ah Kit came over to serve me as well as the in-charge, I immediately said...
"I have a strong feeling that we were husband and wife in past life. How else can I explain my special and strong attraction towards you. Don't you feel the same?"
Her hand trembled while pouring the drink and she gave me a very surprised look. The in-charge started laughing "hehehe I think so."
Strategy Check!
Ensure you say such stupid things loudly for all the male employees to hear. This will make your statement sound like a joke to them. Say it in private to the girl, especially if she has a boyfriend and male friends working in the bar, and you can definitely look forward to a good beating if you persist and are not thrown out.
One more thing to remember is that most Chinese/Hong Kong/Japanese/Korean girls, if traditionally brought up, might buy your past-life-spouse story. Blame it on Buddha!
She may not believe it to be the case, but you would have implanted a "thought" or rather "special awareness" regarding yourself in her mind. Such stupid statements coming from a Gweilo (foreigner) rather than a local is bound to raise her interest/awareness.
However, timing is everything. A man who plays his right cards at the right time, most probably wins...
Anyway, throughout that night my eyes followed Ah Kit everywhere she wandered in the bar. Giving her my most charming smile at times, nodding her in acknowledgment when ever she passed near me, I had her full attention.
One thing to remember about Oriental women, or rather most women anywhere in the world is the fact that women derive some strange pleasure in making you suffer. As soon as they are aware that you appreciate them, they will (most) certainly do something to piss you off. Like talking to their other male friends, casually touching them while laughing out loudly and (for a while) ignoring you.
The nincompoops who have their attention are just voluntary victims who believe that (those) women make them feel proud. The idiotically proud look in the faces of such men is a sure sign that these jerks go home and masturbate in their bed at night.
Be rest assured that (most) women observe men through the corner of their eyes. This seems to be an inborn trait, genetic conditioning over centuries of social influence(s), or what have you.
Genetically forced, Ah Kit pulled the same strategy that night and without changing a single twitch of my expressions, I immediately started coo-cooing with another beautiful bar attendant.
Corner of the eye. Yes, observing from the corner of my eyes, I saw Ah Kit's facial expressions accomplish the equivalent of Eddie's desire to bungee jump from International Space Station (ISS). The imbeciles talking to Ah Kit were totally unaware of Ah Kit's expressions and continued their otiose chat and laughter.
Nothing can hurt a woman more than the total lack of interest in her after you have appreciated her for a while. But if she is the one to invite such trouble, well, I play along together and may the best strategist win!
Coo-cooing a bit more to the other beauty, I immediately left the bar without giving Ah Kit a second chance (for) that night. Walking out and again observing via the corner of my eyes through the big glass window, I could see a sad Ah Kit now walking away from the imbecile's table.
Guaranteed that I would be on her thoughts for the rest of the night and unable to understand why she would be in a disarray, I left her to sort herself out. Left her, with plans for a surprise the following afternoon.
Come Tuesday afternoon and I went to a florist decent enough and capable of delivering flowers anywhere in Hong Kong. Carefully selecting 11 roses, which meant the 12th one was me, I personally supervised the florist when she wrapped the corsage nicely and in my own (Chinese) handwriting wrote "Gwei Lo" (Foreign Devil - literally) alongside my phone number and placed the card in the corsage.
"Ensure you deliver it at exactly 08:00 PM and you get 200 (Hong Kong) dollars extra tip as a bonus."
The smart florist asked me whether I wanted to synchronize my watch with hers? 08:00 PM is when Ah Kit enters the bar and starts her work.
08:22 PM and Ah Kit called me.
"Thank you for the flowers..."
"I don't know why but I miss you a lot" I said and continued "last night I was a bit sad. Anyway, I just wanted to send you flowers."
"Are you coming tonight?" asked a happy and eager Ah Kit.
"I am still in a meeting, so I might not come to the bar, but I will pick you up and drive you home."
"I will wait for you at 04:00 AM or until you appear at the corner of the street" and she hung up the phone with a gentle laugh.
Picking her up at around 04:00 AM, I started driving her home, but on the way, I suggested that I knew a beautiful natural beach and it would be fun waddling in the water.
Ah Kit's eyes brightened up and after she nodded and said "yes" I soon turned around.
Weather unfavorable, the water was cool but that did not stop Ah Kit and me from playing, splashing water at each other, laughing, and discussing all the useless things like local movie stars, what have you.
Seeing her shiver a bit in the cold, I immediately hugged her tight and without any warning, kissed her rosy lips. A bit hesitant soon she gave in willingly. Yes, the sensation was exactly as I had expected.
After a while, walking back to the car, I ensured that she was adequately warm.
Well, like a gentleman I drove her back home with nothing much transpiring except she kept holding my left arm. Do all women have this strange habit of holding your hand you need to shift gears?
Closing this post until a later date when I do end up having sex with Ah Kit, all I can say is, be kind, gentle, well mannered, shave and dress nice, go for cologne, leave hefty tips, and over and above all, if you want to go for her, don't let anything stop you from having her. Oriental women have a lot to give if you offer her respect, kindness, and secured feelings with matured concerns or so it seems.
Let's face it. Those who would be willing to jump in a one-night-stand are not the ones we would like to hang around with forever. Yes? Cheers!
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