Out After 10 Year (26): Prostitution in Japan

I met a young fella a few years ago when I worked for a branch of Refrigerator Supply Limited. He later was kicked out just before he was scheduled to be sent on the 2-day company training trip to another province! He was really pissed off! He even came back to talk to the branch manager about that! I'm sure it would have not resulted in any difference. I wondered why he did not know that.

He was not a bad guy. Just lazy and a little bit slow. I became more familiarized with Japan and Far East Asian Martial Arts during the short time I worked with him. He also told me about the Red District in Tokyo, a little bit. When I went to that city I had forgotten about him and his stories but I saw girls on the streets, I think it was in Shinjuku and read a little bit about the so-called Soapy Massage and other similar services, when I was there. I never dared try any of them! Who knows what would have happened! Lack of communication especially in a country like Japan cannot result in a good outcome.

Japan, despite being an industrialized country, has the same issues as other countries. Not to that extent, of course and not that obvious. Streets all clean, no homelessness, no crazy behaviours that you see from people in the US and Canada but people come to big cities for better life and trying new opportunities. I once met a Japanese young woman in an RBC branch. She was (and still should be) married to a Black guy, she told me. Below average look but very kind and slim! Not the attributes coming together very often! I asked her questions about my trip and she answered them all patiently, in writing! She told me she was from a small town and she had never had a Driver's License before coming to Canada! This is one example but other examples are the girls who go to the major cities there, mostly Tokyo and work as Masseuses and Escorts. This one girl I remember reading about had come to Tokyo from a small town and she was mute. In her profile, they were saying that despite her disadvantage, she has a high satisfaction rate. I wonder what else the poor girl could do and what the situation of her family was. 

I have written about Hotel Sagano, north of Osaka (which I'm hoping to go again). That hotel also provides services for men who need companions but here is the thing: The prostitution law is Japan is similar to Canada if I may say: Loopholes are there! So here's the final word for the one's heading to Japan and have sex on their mind: Be careful! It's not as dangerous as Thailand, not that I've been there, but language barrier and strict law could get you in trouble.

(Photo: Hotel Sagano in north of Osaka in a very beautiful suburban place which I intend to go in 2027, hopefully, again, if my plans go right!)

What Women Want

I considered this file(!) closed so I'm writing about this funny occurrence now. I was approached by a lady neighbour when there was a major snow storm a few weeks back. She helped to clear the driveway and then it looked like it was the start of a friendship of some sort. I made some baked good the next week and delivered to her as a sign of appreciation. She invited me inside and gave me her number. I know nothing would come out of this but I kept the number and then she one day later said that she would like to invite me over for an afternoon tea of something. Never happened! I was not surprised because I know the type and the later encounters proved that as well. I decided to invite her for the tea and it was accepted. We ended up talking for a few hours and it felt nice and enjoyable. 

The returning invitation, to have something at her place never took place. In addition to that she said she would help with some an issue in my place through of one her relatives and that never happened. The interesting things are what she said she wanted in this potential relationship: " We (her and her little kid) were looking for something to be able to rely on ". " We knew everyone in the neighbourhood but you ". 

Women always are in need of something or they would never approach you. My first wife, whom I was married to for only a short time got what she wanted from that relationship in that period and then moved on! She wanted to be transferred from the town she lived in to a main city and that would have never happened, unless she notified her employer that she was married to a person in that city! My second wife married me so she could benefit from my immigrant status and save herself from the unknow future. Her family were on her shoulder to get rid of me and they eventually succeeded! She moved to British Columbia, then years ago this month (Time flies by!) came back in a very cold months to finalize the divorce! Then a few month later she realized that it was not such a wise decision! She called me and said that she wanted to come back to me(!) and stated that it was very expensive there! I was in CFLRS at the time and I was hoping to finishing the Basic Training but I didn't and didn't get her back either! She, I'd assume, married her boyfriend of the older days and I guess they're living in that province happily. 

I never liked M. Gibson. That's why I haven't watched this movie What women want. However, since the title of the film is the same as the title of this post I thought I should post a picture of Marisa Tomei who has a role in the movie

Then I received a message from lady one day saying that she felt depressed and sad. I'm not really good at situations like this. What should I have said? Sympathy? I told her that I was fine and added that she could contact me any time she felt like that, although I thought she would not need it. I think that was turn off for her. She never contacted me after that again. I, truly, believed this friendship as she had described, would go nowhere. We had nothing in common, neither culturally, nor emotionally. Let alone physically! A tall, young, Caucasian, pretty woman with high sex drive, starting a relationship with an old, ugly, foreign man. My theory is not to even start a relationship which you can easily predict that will not going much far after the start point! That's how you save time and money! I, at this age, don't want to invest on a short relationship or as she wanted friendship! I have plans which all are costly and adding people to them would be next to impossible. So sending a message of " You don't need me ", I think was a wise decision. She never contacted her and I easily could see that she was trying to shift her focus on other individuals who were able to satisfy her on the One Night Stand basis(!) or provide the service frequently as long as it's requested and needed by her! I don't care. Let see how she gets assistance when she really needs it! 

(Photo, top: Canadian Rockies in Kananaskis, Alberta. This is taken from Burstall Pass area, exactly 10 years ago. Why I used it here is because I apparently received a call from my wife who was in British Columbia at the time but I missed it because of lack of service in the region, of course. She had earlier left me and we thought we would work it out. It didn't happen. We both suffered a lot from the broken marriage. I know I did. I don't know who suffered more but I know it was my fault too. I was not innocent in it) 

Flashback (38): The Young African Woman

There has been nothing but work recently and I barely even have time to exercise and it's not only because I'm usually tired or not strong enough, emotionally and have no determination and inspiration but also because I don't have good nigh sleep, most of the weeks! I think there's something wrong with the damn heating system and I don't dare calling a service guy because most of them are fraudulent! I will eventually have too, though! 

With that said, I thought I shall say one of the short stories about the time that I worked for Cargill Meat Solutions in High River, some 20 years ago! To this say I still don't know why I worked for that company and in that situation for such a long time! I know partially. The job was very hard physically and maybe it still is, although I think there must have been some technological advances but I got used to it and I was amongst a handful of the people who were able to do the job and there was lots of fun. We tortured people and we enjoyed it! It was basically me and a gigantic Nigerian fella (I was told that is where he was from) who were ruling there until one day it seemed that it was a wakeup call. I went to another company and they hired me! It was a much easier job but it didn't take long until I realized I got tricked and my mistakes were another reason and I got kicked out! The only good thing was that I was eligible for E. I. and I apply it but I will tell this story later. 

Cargill Meat Solutions, High River location worked two shifts with lots of refugees and permit worker from everywhere in the world. The majority of the nationalities were Filipinos, Vietnamese, Latinos, Indian Punjabis, Cambodians, some Canadians from the town or other corners of the country and Africans of different tribes. The reason why I was there was simply being stupid and misled but that will be told later, in a separate post, if there is a need.

There was a pretty young African woman with a beautiful smile whom I talked to once or twice and then she ripped her home address off her paystub and handed it to me! The next day or next week I went to see her. I remember her address was in 11th Avenue, SW and it was a dark night! There was no Google Maps or Smart Phones back then and I didn't find it and went back home! That was it! I never talked to her and nothing ever happened after that! Stories like that has happened many times in my life and that's simply because I never felt the need for having anyone in my life to be essential, neither physically, nor emotionally. Now that I have that feeling, it's too late and it seems I have to spend the remaining years of my life alone! 

(Photo: There are many small two or three-story rental buildings in 11th Ave., SW, in the western part of Downtown Calgary. This, by the way, was not and is not the building that the pretty African woman used to live!)

Lots of Losers Out There!

If you want to have some fun without paying much, McDonald's is always a good place! It probably is the most disgusting place that anyone could hang out and eat but there's positive side to that and I've probably written about that a few times. You can see all sorts of freaks, losers, maniacs, you name it!

I was at a McDonald's for a coffee and an argument was started between a man in his late 60's and a younger woman, whom looked like the poor girl was homeless, in her mid. to late 30's.

The man, was allegedly following woman and alleged her of stealing his phone. The woman, in turn, was asking him to stop chasing her! Eventually the so-called manager of the McDonald's called the cops and in this great City of Calgary that they claim the police is short-staffed, first two officers, within less than 10 minutes and then another two(!) shortly after that, arrived!

Imagine the situation: An argument between an old man and a poor homeless woman and then 4 police officers comprises of 3 male and 1 female! If any CPS member or a sensitive member of the public reads that, they might get offended and come after me(!) but I'm not saying anything bad or derogatory about CPS or its officers. All I'm saying is the public is concerned about the response time of the CPS officers and how short-staffed the organization is, not to mention the recent issue with selecting the chief but I have to differ with them! The response time was sufficient and handling the situation was professional. However sending 4 officers for an argument between an old man who seeks companion and a poor homeless lady, I believe, is excessive. I really felt bad for the woman because obviously she was looking for a safe and warm place to spend her night and don't attack me by saying that I don't know the whole story. I know enough to say that only a loser would lure a poor homeless woman to his place to have sexual relationship with. If he really had wanted to help, he would have helped by offering food or cash or even a job. Anyways I would like to insist that the fun part of the scene was not seeing the woman being questioned (whom I felt very bad for, despite what she has done to throw herself in this situation), it was the guy's reaction and the over-presence of the officers. The interesting thing is that not many people paid attention to the story as it was something very ordinary to see in an eating place! I think I should agree with them. It's McDonald's!

A Motivation to Utilize Root Cause Analysis Methods

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I did something stupid a few weeks ago. While this has not been the first stupid thing that I have done in my life, I wonder what the hell I was thinking when I even decided to take action on this!

I went to a place that I have been once last summer and this time, unlike the last time a sort of Caucasian lady showed at the door frame. I use the term " sort of " because she looked more like Eastern European rather than Westerner Caucasian(!) and they are different. In summer, there was an Oriental woman, most likely a Chinese who provided the service. And she actually was good. Good massage, excellent body and good personality and behaviour. I don't remember about the extra service though.

So I'm in there and this woman asks me to shower. First time I hear that in this type of environment and I'm completely OK with it. I had taken a shower in the morning but I didn't argue. I have the towel wrapped around my waist and I lay down waiting for the lady to come in. She's a tall one, probably a little taller than me. She asks me if I needed the towel and I took it off saying just wanted to make sure that I was following the place's protocol. She starts the massage while a irritating, fast-beat, loud music is playing! The whole environment is a turn-off! The massage which by the way was one of the worst that I had ever received(!) and the damn music but I say nothing. It comes to the point that she asks me to turn and lay on my back. That's where I made the fatal mistake! I should have gotten the hell out of there under the disturbing circumstance but when she asked what more I wanted I suggested to engage in coitus and she agreed! She started taking her cloths off and I realize she had a big belly, almost hanging down a little! Having a wrinkled, big, hanging-down belly at that young age was another turn off but it was too late to quit! She then laid down on the bed and asked me to give her a massage. She had a nice body but not something extraordinary or so. I gave her a little touch and then tried to enter from behind (not the back door though) not very successful! I found out that her size, weight and length were all factors in failure! She was playing along well either and was kind of dumb! I kissed her feet a few time as she had beautiful feet and that was nice but not overly enjoyable in the whole scenario! I tried Missionary while she laid down on her back on the edge and eventually I came without having much pleasure and wanting it! 

That was one I realized that Trail & Error which is a common method even in engineering sector is effective. However Root Cause Analysis should be utilized to find the root cause of the problem, fix it and prevent it from recurrence. I think after utilizing an effective Root Cause Analysis methodology a Preventive Action should be developed and utilized as well. I used to be an ASQ member and tried to become CQE twice and I failed and stupidity and being busy with life prevented me from achieving that goal but I'm going to renew my membership, get the book, study and master it and then I will aim for CQE again. Perhaps it's not too late. 

Anyways she directed me to the shower after that while putting her cloths on. She didn't even shower herself. It shows how low-class she was! In the shower she used scrub which actually was not bad and that was the first time I was trying that. Overall it was a very disappointing experience for me but I learnt a little and I'm determined to use that in the next encounter. 

(Photo: A Root Cause Analysis book published by ASQ. I'm going to get some feedback on that before purchasing that and I'm not just going to purchase and put it in the shelf. I'm going to master it)

Another Test: A Failure!

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I wrote about a successful test(!) that I had a few weeks ago. Then I decided to test myself with a new material with the same nature! I had lots of confidence and got it back, I believed. So I went to this nearby place and I was greeted by a tiny Oriental girl. That was my first time in that place. The room seemed a normal one, seemingly clean and a soft music was being played. As usual the session started with a massage which was not bad. Then again as usual the question was asked that what I wanted followed by being asked to turn over. being confident from the past encounter I suggested to have coitus(!) and as expected, it was accepted immediately.  

This however was a bit different experience. The girl let me to take her bra off and I have to say that her nipples were incredibly prominent! She was flat-chest, almost with big nipples pointing at me! My reaction to those, didn't bother her and she didn't resist or anything. I hope she enjoyed that. She then pursued to put a condom on me while saying that my penis was big. I don't think I have a big penis. It's just normal but for a petite girl like that it is big! I continued with foreplay while she was going along and then I decided to enter from Missionary position. I pumped a few times. She complained that I was big but did not have any other negative reaction rather than that. She either took it or just was saying I was big. Then I asked her to ride me while facing me. She went up on top and down a few times. That neither felt very enjoyable and I realized that I was about to fail! I was quite surprised at myself as why this time I was so close to ejaculation and so fast. I decided to use a technique that I had learnt earlier: Grab the penis from the shaft where the head is and squeeze hard! It seemed to be working temporarily but when I asked her to turn back and ride me while her back is toward me, I realized that I had ejaculated! It was ill-lit in the room but I could see that the condom had been filled with semen. Here was my mistake: I should have kept going and make myself ejaculated after probably 10 min. or so but instead I told her that I was done! Stupid! I know that I could do it but I just don't know why I did that. I guess even she was disappointed because sometimes they want to enjoy as much as they can too. I asked her if she wanted to have orgasm and she replied that hers was difficult to achieve! Then she offered me to shower and I know that we could go and shower together (I have an experience that another girl told me that she would shower with me but I denied) but I declined. I just don't feel comfortable to shower somewhere I'm not sure about the level of hygiene! I already expose myself to risks, so why would I increase that. I just put my cloths on and left. She saw me off to the door while had a towel wrapped around her. Failure! Now some might have a dramatic reaction to what I've written here. Please don't. I'm just putting myself into test to make sure my equipment is functional. Of course if I had accessed means to do so with a partner, I would have done it but I haven't been able to find someone. Perhaps I should work harder on this issue.
(Picture: This might be excessive but I almost felt the like this one I failed the test. Maybe not to that extent but if you don't feel that bad how would you then improve?)

A Good Physical Test

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I decided to test myself a few weeks ago to see how good I was after years(!) of inactivity. I went to this place that I had been to a few times and I had enjoyed their massage and their unconventional(!) sex service. Sorry to be so blunt but that is true. Their massage is good and very relaxing and at the end they help you, most of the time, to relax even more, although I'm sure that their last part of service is not as good as what a Caucasian woman would provide. In addition to that, and in case you need to know, these gals are all Chinese. There's a big number of women from that country who are in this business in the city and evidently they're happy with what they do. I remember a few years ago the municipality tried to organize them but I'm not sure whether they were successful or not. Probably not, just like the way they tried to fix the problem with the basement suites.
Prostitution has been going on for years in China. I remember reading a novel by Pearl Buck years ago, I guess it was Dragon Seed, and it's about the Japanese invasion of of China (or probably Manchuria to be exact) and in a part when Japanese soldiers are about to take girls and women in a village that they had captured, prostitutes volunteer to go with them and they basically save all the girls and women of that village. 

Anyways I was there and I realized the one who opened the door is not the one I was expecting. There's this sort of owner/primary person and then there's this second person pert-time woman who is younger, more beautiful and better(!) in what she provides. I went in with the hope that I see the second one because I knew that was the day that she was working but saw the primary one! Not the primary in terms of quality of service of course but who cares? I wanted to test myself to see how good I was. She said that the other girl had gone to China for vacation! It's funny that I've been out of my real job for more than 2 years and have not been able to even to go to Edmonton for a day due to the costs and my shit situation. These gals with no education, minimum English language knowledge working as pretended masseuses, doing whatever it takes to make money, go to vacation as long as and as often as they want!

In there I ask for a massage because I was really tired and as I said earlier their massage is really good and helps the muscles to relax. She used the oil and did the entire back from neck to calves. Then they usually ask you to turn back and ask what you would want them to do. There are different services: Fellatio, male's organ stimulation by hand and of course coitus. I asked her to do the second and then the last. She suggested to do the last and then the second, in that order, based on the reasoning she had! I didn't want to argue with someone who barely speaks English. So I pretended that I understood her reasons and I agreed!

She brought a condom and started with a little fellatio to make it ready. I was ready and then I started with missionary. That was not so bad but then we had to change positions a few times: Doggy, she on the top and then eventually I standing and she laying on her back on the edge of the bed. That was when I pumped her really hard and I enjoyed a little. I must say here that I had thought I would release much sooner but fortunately it didn't happen. She was insisting to give me a hand because according to her we were running out of time! At the same time I was insisting to have more time! During these changes of position and pumping her hard, I think, she felt sore a little. I don't think I'm very big and I don't think she was tight. So I don't know if that was my speed or something else! Eventually after her face turned quite similar to the photo that I wanted to put here and I didn't for obvious reasons and I must say that I enjoy make her sound like that she said she had to release me by hand and pointed at the time again. I agreed because I didn't want to argue again. It would have ruined the whole session! She took the condom off and that was when I suggested to go to the bathroom because I knew she wouldn't do that in the room. I wanted to cum while standing. That would have had more pleasure. She said something stupid: No they have camera everywhere!! I again didn't say anything and laid on my back. She poured lots of oil on my junk area and started stroking fast. She wanted to get over it as quick as possible. I, in the meantime, helped her with touching her but it was not as easy and fast as she had thought! I even asked her to caress my balls and she did. Eventually after minutes I exploded and it was so much that it sprayed on my chest and my palms! She carried on until I finished and then asked me not to move and cleaned me. I don't know why I came that much or that hard but that was good but I'm sure that would have been more pleasure, if I had come in her or while standing and receiving the service. I was directed to the shower by her after that. I don't know how leading me to the shower completely naked was OK by her but releasing me there was not! I didn't tell her that once I had been given a very good hand by one of her girls (who does not work there anymore) and I had come all over the carpet in the room! She would have been not very happy, had I told her! Based on the story, I'm still not sure if I passed the test or not. I think I will have to redo it but with a different attendant. 

(Photo: Pearl Buck was born in the US but spent years in China as her father was sent there as a missionary. Most of her novels are about the years she spent in the country. Here she's seen hugging a little Chinese girl who by the way is not as cute as The Brave's daughter!)

Is This Only a Resemblance?

I've met The Mumbling Guy a few times at a McDonald's in the southern part of the city. That 's where he wants to meet because its close to his place and the cheap bastard doesn't want to pay more for gasoline! And just to let you know that I'm not lying or exaggerating, I have paid for his damn coffee all the last three times we have met! This guy makes more than $100,000 year and I have to pay for his beverage! But wait until I'm done with him. Right know I need him because I still might need references for the job I've applied but once I'm done, I will take a big sh*t on him! Or I may not! It's the subject of another post and I may do that later.

Anyways that's not the point of this post but I can't resist to indicate that East Indians are cheap, majority of them, every time I write something! Going to the main subject, this is what my eyes caught the last two times we were there. There's a tiny Oriental girl, who looks like she's Filipino in that restaurant and she is kind of cute. She's not phenomenal but she attracts attention. She has nice eyes and long hair. She has breasts which attract eyes and she's petite. She also is very playful with customers but with the elderly only. McDonald's attracts a good number of elderly people who have nothing to do but sitting, sipping to a cup and reading newspaper or talk to each other. She goes around and talks to them and they hug her and do other silly stuff like that! It will continue until she becomes disgusted and files a sexual harassment or misconduct complaint (I ought to know what the difference is! Not that I ever was accused of or attempted either!).

What, later, last week in fact, stroke me is when I was looking at escorts(!) in a website, I saw a girl who looked very much like the McDonald's girl! I wasn't going to hire any of those girls or anything. I was just browsing to see what they offer and that's funny at times! I might have a separate post for that but we all know that Orientals at times look very similar to each other and becomes very hard to distinguish them but the resemblance between the photo and the girl is almost uncanny! 

I'm of course not going to show the picture here but I could simply write the number down, show up at the restaurant and send her a text message or simply call her to see if she answers or not because these days people mostly have their telephones attached to their hands, especially girls and young women. In the meantime it seems a high risk for someone who works in a restaurant, exposed to many, to advertise herself as an escort. Besides, what if someone calls when she's at work? Would they arrange for a meeting after work? Seems stupid and odd!
This was the story I wanted to tell. I doubt anyone who works as an escort has another job but that would be much better! You can work certain hours and certain days and have an income assistant. I think some girls do that and I'm only saying that from looking at what has been advertised. Some only have certain hours and days. So it could mean that they offer their service as a part-time job.
(Photo: Sex tourism is a serious issue in southeast Asia and I believe the Government of Canada takes that very seriously. I do not have this photo here to condone the act but I know many do that. I remember The Hope, who cut his friendship with me by acting like a sissy, and that could be the subject of another post, once briefly pointed at a trip of his to Thailand to enjoy the benefits of safe[!] and cheap coitus!)

CFLRS Notes (31): Dress Code

Every environment has its dress code, either official or unofficial. Work-place, mechanic shop, retail store, pharmacy, you name it. They all have their own uniforms or dress codes. Schools, mostly have their uniforms. I remember when I was a kid most of the school, until junior high required students or pupils to wear a uniform. It changed a little bit after the so-called Islamic Revolution. The uniforms kind of disappeared because they didn't want to create extra cost to families. 

CFLRS has its dress code. Being a military school, recruits must have their Combats on all the time during the training. After hours, and if its after induct and if their performance has been good(!) during the week, they can be in civilian cloths.

The problem is as people have lived in such open and relaxed society such as Canada's, they forget where they are when they get to CFLRS! Low cut shirts, mini skirts, mini shirts, straight jeans, all sorts of cloths which shows all their curves. 

Staff, most of the times, approach them and warn them. This usually does not lead to a Note to File₁ or something harder than that because the girls normally follow after they are warned. 

One day I was having lunch in the mass hall and two girls, who I knew, came walking while they had their trays in their hands. They both had mini-shorts on and they both had beautiful legs! Really beautiful! I admire a girl who works on her legs! I had seen one of them in the gymnasium earlier and had a little talk with her. She, though, was not the one with the more beautiful legs! One of the staff approached them and although I could not hear what they were saying, I know they were asked to go and put something on! They both put their trays down and went to their quarters to get dressed! Although it deprived me, and possibly others, from looking at beautiful legs of them (I'm obsessed with them!), I liked what the staff did! They came back after 10 minutes! They didn't look happy. The food is usually disgusting and I remember on that day it truly was awful and bland and they had to eat the cold version of it.

1) A Note to File is an indication of an undesirable action to a recruit's file. It remains with him or her as long as the file is active and is referred to. It does not have direct impact though)

(Photo: Possibly a volleyball player. The girls shorts was as short as this one and they were both kicked out of mess hall! People need to understand what to wear and where to wear it)

As Real As It Can Be Enjoyed

There was another strange dream again the other night! Now I start to believe that this is caused by the damn pill that I take to treat the damn Gout! This is not an over-the-counter medicine and causes some kind of dizziness when it kicks in, at times. So I guess it works quite similar to hallucinating pills but on much lower level.

Before I briefly say what the dream was, I have to state the followings:

1. I have never been good at relationships (with women I mean).

2. I have never been sexually very active. My sex drive has always been below average. I lost a good number of partners or to-be-partners for that reason.

3. I've never been extraordinary or as some may call it amazing in sexual intercourse. 

4. I've never been good at kissing. In fact I barely enjoyed a good kiss in my life while it is considered an important skill in love-making by many.

With that in mind I had this short dream the other night that I was engaged in a very passionate and joyful deep kissing with someone! It was so real that I felt, in my dream, the moist and warmth of the lips. However there was no face or anything specific and clear about the partner. Then I woke up and it was gone. Short like that! And unbelievable. I have no idea what that might mean!

Love and Sex in Calgary Public Library(!)

When I came to Canada first, used Calgary Public Library for a short time. At that time you had to pay for membership. I don't remember how much it was but that was not a lot. They provided different services. Just two weeks ago I went to see if I can renew my membership because I realized there are new services available. In addition to that I have lots of free time that I can spend and I don't want to stay home all day long. To my surprise the fee for membership is eliminated! So was my personal information in their database! Apparently it was gone because I was inactive for so many years. So I got the new card easily and quickly and then I borrowed a laptop, a Chromebook. A Chromebook is actually not that bad. When we went to buy a second computer back in summer of 2014, because my Toshiba laptop from 2007 was very slow at the time and now is resting in a recycling centre(!), we were told several times that we should not have bought a Chromebook but actually know I like it better than our Surface 2! One of the reasons would be the keyboard. Surface 2 is actually is not bad at all and you can add a keyboard for a little more than $100 but Chromebook already has it. The other benefit of Chromebook its battery life. I've been given a charger when I borrowed a Chromebook. Surface's is not bad either but it definitely does not last as long as Chromebook, I can say.

I guess I turned this post to a product comparison one! So I stop here. So I have been to two different locations of C. P. L. and they are not bad. One problem would be the noise which can be resolved using a headphone.

What's amazed me the most is the number of perverts who spend their time in C. P. L. to hunt something or maybe they think they can! It actually is not a bad place! Lots of moms go there and many of them could be a single parent. Many students go there as well. Women who are housekeepers too. So there's a good collection! I've seen plenty gorgeous women in both locations, even among librarians. I also have seen some perverts who, quickly by looking at them, you can say what they are looking for! Here are a few examples of horny people, people are in the library for matters rather than studying and people who do other things rather than studying in the library:

1- A young blue-eyed, blond woman, in her early 30's was spending time with his little boy, I guess on his homework. She had a very short mini-skirt with no stockings of any kind. Another boy who apparently was the first boy's classmate appeared in the library and the two kids waved at each and said hi. It was obvious that the father of the second boy, a tall mid-aged man was looking for this opportunity to get close to the woman but the woman paid no attention. Didn't even turn her face! The guy was looking at the woman with wide open eyes and mouth! They then went and sat at a table, not too far so the guy can pick good looks! The woman and her boy carried on with their studies and for a moment she had to stand up and maybe to show something to her son. When she stood up and bent over, you could easily see her ass chick! I remember specifically that it was her left! I was not right behind her but there was an old woman sitting right behind her who was looking directly at her ass and I could see a hatred in her eyes! She remained in that position for a quite a long time and the woman behind, still was gazing in shock and displeasure. The other guy, just a few feet away, also was checking her out but he was in a bad angle. So he got nothing!

2- A Caucasian young fella, maybe in grade 11 or 12 showed up one day and sat in front of me. He didn't attract any attention. He was a boy who probably had came to spend a few hours there. Lots of school kids do that. They hang out in fast food places, libraries, parks, convenience stores, gyms and public places like that after the school is out. I doubt that any student goes home right after they finish school. Back to my time, I remember that we would go back immediately right after we finished because the family was waiting at the table for lunch. Anyways this guy came and he looked around, looked at me and then got himself busy with something and then I noticed he continuously checks our around, like he was waiting for someone. Eventually an Asian girl showed. A pretty one too! Big boobs. Long dyed hair, a bit of makeup and not a bad feature. She apparently was tutoring the guy and constantly and at the same time fixing her hair, moving her body, at time putting, yes, practically putting her boobs on the table. Perhaps it was a major achievement for her to be able to see a Caucasian guy which might later lead to a date. It was obvious also that the girl was born here. She was fluent and obviously much better than the guy in that subject matter in English!

Stories like these are seen in the library everyday but if I had paid attention to all, I would have not been able to accomplish half of what I accomplished until now! but the two above were very obvious and caught my eyes. 

Stupid Complaint by Stupid Person

There this news yesterday that a waitress who works for Bier Market was unhappy with the uniform she had to wear and went public about it!!! This stupid low-life was probably is frustrated with something else and now is trying to vent off and get others attention so others say what a brave girl! If she has no talent and brain, at least she is brave and stands up for her rights! According to this moron the uniform is too short and sleeveless! One of the stupidest complaint that I've ever heard in Canada. In this country the majority of women use every possible opportunity to show their body! In summer sometimes you feel you should not go to public, crowded places! Girls mostly are in shorts and sleeveless T-shirts and flip-flops! Even in winter they mostly wear Yoga pants and similar outfits that shows their butts and thighs! Why all of a sudden a bar girl complains about her uniform?! 

There's no doubt that the bar has this idea of attracting more customers but isn't this the whole idea of going to a bar in Western culture?! You go for a drink or two and you meet people. relationships, many of them, start from bars and other social drinking places. Some end the next morning, some in a few months or year. It's for bar girls and patron. So you stupid, you think you've accomplished something significant in your life when they showed you on TV?! You know go to your boyfriend and watch that clip on The National together a few times and feel proud that you have defeated a big business?! Is that what it is moron?! Well you defeated nothing. You just contradicted yourself and opposed to the very basics of your own culture! And don't give me that cliche crap of violation of human rights and such. It has nothing to do with that. Your rights basically is violated when you come to this world because you're a slave to Capitalism. They give you a little room to maneuver and clip to be shown on TV but they eventually own you and move you the way they want but let me stop right here because I bet you wouldn't understand. Go back to your job! 

(Photo: This stand taken probably from the clip shown on national TV shows the hero of human rights in Canada and the only functioning brain in law business at left!)

Flashback (30): The Naked Couple

I worked in a small town of British Columbia for a period of two years as a sort of Bylaw Enforcement authority. Quite a hectic job. I didn't like it but I had to stick to it. One of our duties was responding to complaints in regards to noise. The bylaw clearly states what would be considered as noise violation and there is a fine for that. We would issue the fine if the circumstances existed. 

Once it was late, I guess probably between 23:30 and 00:00 hours we received a call from the dispatch in regards to a noise complaint at a corner of town where it was often a centre of problems. We headed for the address, while being backed up by the local RCMP. Here the question might arise as if the RCMP is available, why would Bylaw Enforcement get involved?! it is a legitimate question. I guess RCMP would want to be involved in more serious cases such as theft, burglary and other serious crime which bylaw has no authority and training for but at times and under circumstances the provide backup to Bylaw because you never know what you might encounter. Is that a B & E? A domestic abuse? A family feud? 

So we went there and I tool the lead as usual. I don't remember whether I knocked at the door or sounded the bell but tried to get the their attention. Music was being played inside but it was not extremely loud. I guess they heard me after a few tries because the music was turned off and I heard people were whispering inside. I look through the side of the door, I guess, because I don't remember how exactly I was able to see inside the residence, it has been more than 5 years probably, and I saw a naked, tall, tanned woman putting her cloths on! They were saying to each other that someone was at the door and they wanted to dress before they appear. In the meanwhile an RCMP cruiser arrived and a short Caucasian, blond lady officer disembarked and joined us. 

The couple, now covered appeared at the door one after another and asked me what he problem was. I explained to the man that a noise complaint had been received and asked them to consider the quiet and peace of the neighbours at this hour. The RCMP officer was talking to the woman, trying to make her understand of the concern. The man and woman, who did not seem to be husband and wife were drunk and I could easily smell alcohol. However they were not aggressive. I guess they are at the beginning stage of their foreplay probably and found us disturbing but really didn't want to spend so much time on us. So they quickly accepted our explanation, promised to keep it quiet and went back inside. 

I went back to the van to get it started and go and the officer told me how weird she had felt especially when the drunk woman had given her a hug! So it was clear that they were enjoying their night and things got a bit out of control and got noisy! 

(Photo: I certainly do not have a photograph of the woman or man in that night although I still clearly remember the woman's naked body but thought to use this picture. The residence of course was not as fancy and nice as what you see in this picture but had the same sort of see-through side window, as far as I remember. This also reminds me of that Seinfeld episode that George's girlfriend gets topless at the beach and everyone sees her but George and when he comes back he tells Jerry that he could imagine her naked whenever he wants and Jerry says: I guess you are right!)

Moving for New Customers

I saw this woman's advertisement a few times, back to the time I resided in British Columbia in the local papers advertising for the service she provided. She indicated each time that she was leaving the country and I guess for that reason she was giving break in her service price. It was kind of strange because once someone is here in Canada especially the one who had a miserable life in his or her original country, they barely want to leave unless they go to Australia, the US or somewhere in Europe. The first one rarely happens and for the second one the person should be really lucky to get a better position in there to go and Europe is only the destination for the western Europeans, for example Germans who are going back to their own country. Other than the mentioned ones, people barely go back to their hometown of the original country unless their situation is really bad or they have made good money so they go and retire over there. It is common within African guys here. They come as refugees, get the Government money for years and then work hard without spending much, save a lot and considering the exchange rate, they go back and live a life of dreams! For a Chinese woman who came to Canada on what basis, I don't know, and gives massage and maybe more, I can see her going back only if she has made enough money to go and start a small business in a small town over there.
Anyways I saw the woman's advertisement a few times in Calgary Sun and that was her! She had not gone back to China but moving to Alberta to make money, probably. I didn't see the same advertisement in the passed few weekends that I spent in a McDonald's for my coffee so I assume the new business has not grown for her, may be here. I remember part of the advertisement in the B. C. paper was that she would not provide any sexual pleasure, which I believe it means she would(!) but here I didn't see that. May be she shows up in the paper again or may be she's running the business with no need for an advertisement on a local paper. 

Edgar

We watched the new Clint Eastwood's movie, him as director, not actor, called Edgar, about the first director of the FBI. It was a bit tiring, especially for F. F. who doesn't know much about the States history. I had a little knowledge and could digest most of the movie. Eastwood's movies are usually good but at times I think he could do a bit better. For example Letters From Iwo Jima is an incredible movie, while Gran Torino is not what you expect from Eastwood after seeing that. Again Edgar was OK but not a kind of movie that I want to buy its DVD. DiCaprio as John Edgar Hoover plays well but during the movie a question arouse because he was saying that the Bureau needed more power to fight Communism and I wondered what Communists were doing there in the States in 1919! The Russian Revolution was ended in 1917 and I don't believe that the spread was fast enough to encourage people to start bombing and demonstrations in different The US cities!

Then after talking to my colleague an old Canadian gentleman who had been through all that shit, I realized that Americans would call anybody who opposed them a Communist! Like today that whoever looks like an Arab is called Middle Eastern and Terrorist! The US has to have an enemy all the time. They have to keep the people in a constant fear, so they can rule! That's what also Stone refers to in his JFK movie as well as Moore in his Fahrenheit 9/11. 

Anyway it appears after watching the movie that Edgar is the one that the US owes him a lot for establishing the FBI that you can see today. That's all and the movie is an appreciation to him. However it is also revealed that many things that he claimed that he had done, actually had not been done by him but he took the credit. His homosexuality, I don't know if it was being hidden from the public or not, was the side subject as well.

(Photo: Eastwood directs DiCaprio and a young actress on set of Edgar)

Not too Far from the Pick of Success

Having just said how Iranians are being recognized as a civilized and developed nation all around the world not only because of the way the government of Iran presents great Iranian culture but also the way they behave abroad, I would like to present one another way that Iranians express themselves to the world of entertainment, this time: Being an exotic escort in Canada.
Nevertheless this is not the first time Iranian girls are involved in sex trade business. They started it a few years ago in Dubai, UAE but the difference is those poor girls are either from families who suffer from poverty or forced to do so. How about these ones who are all immigrants living in West Vancouver, North Vancouver and Coquitlam and have their noses up in the air all the time?

This is not Ahmadi-Nejad who forces them to be an official highly-paid prostitute in Canada. This is Iranian people who actually keep this religious-fundamentalist–Islamic government on the throne.

(Photo: This small scanned piece is cut from a local free entertainment magazine available in metropolitan Vancouver, called Straight of Georgia, as a resemblances to Strait of Georgia in the south of the province. I didn't erase the number in case someone wants to have fun either with Persian girls or with any other background. Why would I?)

Sick Motherfucker Bastard

I just found this piece of news in a local paper the day before, scanned it and put it here for those who don’t believe what this civilized community of immigrants are all about in Canada. I just give you a shot of this: The motherfucker, animal, sick piece of crap had been to a small town in Vancouver Island, British Columbia, where the closest hospital is 45 min. drive away and the son of a bitch who deserves being hung, sexually touched his patients.

Having this crappy justice system of Canada, no serious punishment is expecting to be read to him and he walks free probably in a few months and starts the same misconduct.

(Photo: Click on the scanned paper for the detail)

Trip Coverage, Story 5: Erotic Museum and The Royal Copenhagen

The first day in Copenhagen which I was on my own, Mon. Jan.21, I went to the tourist information today and told the lady over there that I wanted to see the aquarium beside the other attractions in the city centre. She told me that it’s a bit far from the most-seen parts of Copenhagen. It’s funny that I’ve living in B. C. for more than 8 months and never been to Vancouver Aquarium once and wanted to see the Copenhagen’s! So I decided not to go and spend most of my day around. The information lady gave me an illustrated map which spots important buildings of the city, shops, restaurants, attractions, museums, etc. What caught my eye was Erotic Museum in one of the walking streets in Downtown! Downtown in European cities, at least the two ones I spent more than a week in them, Cologne (Köln) and Copenhagen, doesn’t look like a typical Downtown in North America. In a city like Calgary or Toronto you see all the skyscrapers gathered in a few streets located in the centre of the city. You don’t see such a thing in Europe; you actually don’t see many high rises in the cities. European cities are mostly old but beautiful, attractive and historic but at times you see tall buildings, mostly luxury hotels or offices scattered all around the city.
Anyhow I followed the map and found myself in Erotic Museum. I paid 110 DKK as admission! Some $22 Canadian! I was the only one who was visiting the museum at the time! Honestly who the hell in Copenhagen, the city of most beautiful women, spend 110 DKK to see a few posters, sculptures and dildos?! I didn’t know what to expect but whatever was there was not much attractive. As I mentioned, it was all sexual biography of famous people, for instance Adolf Hitler, Carl Marx, world records, sex in nations’ history, photos, and history of pornography and so on. That might not sound so attractive to most of people but it’s OK to me. I once wanted to see the one in New York, now I’ve seen the Danish one first and may see the other one when I go to see Alfa this summer.
Then I was walking in that street till I got to Royal Copenhagen. This super luxury store is a direct seller of a very famous manufacturer of porcelain in Denmark with a great history. The prices are so high that I didn’t even buy the apron I wanted, the cheapest good in the store, probably for almost €25! A. J. had told me that I should do my shopping in Europe and he’s right in a way. But I was out of money! In fact I wanted to have some traveller’s cheque with me but stupid A. J. kept me at job until the morning I flew.
Where were we? I spent almost one hour in there. The main floor is store, so the basement is but in the basement a bit cheaper stuff are sold. The second floor is exhibition. There was a young lady who was doing hand painting. Unless most Danish women who are really pretty and indispensable(!) she was just below average. She told me that the training for this job takes some 4 and a half year! And honestly her work was excellent. Such an amazing work is also be done by Isfahani artists in Iran but no one pays such an extravagant amount of money for their art. The reason is art not admired as it should be Iran. The infrastructure of life is not based properly so not many people appreciate art, literature and so on.
I took a few photos, saw the other parts of the museum, talked to the other women and left the store eventually, without spending money.

(Photo: This single hand-painted plate is priced DKK 12000 which is almost $ 2400!)

Trip Coverage, Story 3: Sweetie

I’m telling the story of that Black woman, who called herself Sweetie (although she wrote it as Sweety when she gave me her number!) in this post, separately.
When I first got in the train car in Hamburg, there were not many people on board: An old Caucasian lady, an old Caucasian man, a young Caucasian man, an Oriental girl and a Black woman. I decided to sit at the table across from the Black woman’s. She didn't even look at me at the beginning just once I smiled at her and greeted, she smiled back only. I made myself busy with the laptop, listening to music, writing and reading Alien III script, also as I said, took photos and made clips. She was on the damn phone all the time, speaking either in English or an African language. But I noticed that when I’m looking around to look for possible shots, she was looking at me.
I didn't do anything. What could have I done?! Then there was the time that we got in to a ferry, crossed the sea and returned to our seats. I changed my seat before everyone gets in because her voice was so annoying. Then as soon as I started my reading she appeared at my seat and asked if I was doing a business. She was a little drunk I understood and simply said that I was reading a screenplay, the Alien III’s. She obviously didn't understand anything. I invited to sit there and she accepted immediately. She was a bit drunk and was drinking from a can of bear. She asked me to take of little metal plates off her dress just above her tits. I used a knife and took them off. That was a turn on. She told me that she owns a shop in Copenhagen and gave me her number. Then I moved to the other side of the table and sat beside her. We started fooling around saying dirty things. I kissed her little ears and she likes it very much. We kissed on the lips. Her kiss was different. She said that the way a woman lips looks like is the way her labia looks too! I never noticed that! I cursed myself for not having condom on me because she was very willing to get fucked. I actually found a pack of flavoured condoms in the suitcase A. J. lent me(!) but gave it to Cyrus before I left him. I was going to take her to the lavatory but not having a protective tool(!) and my usual low sex drive prevented me. I, though, directed her hand to my crutch and she was robbing my dick for me! I was hard but couldn't take her to the lavatory. Then I took my dick out and gave it to her. She liked it. She held it in her hand and stroked it for me. Here I was sitting in the train by a Black woman who was holding my exposed dick in her hands and we were talking. But that was it. I could ask her to make me cum but didn't. I thought, at the moment, that I would fuck her later in Copenhagen but never called her.

Pacsha and a Little More on Koln

We got into train and went to see inside of the Cathedral yesterday. Train is the most popular vehicle in Germany for internal city and city to city, even country to country travels. I bought a weekly pass and I can go everywhere I want for €18.9.
We both sat beside two Turkish girls. Turks are the largest foreigners in Germany. We started talking and although they were not fluent in English I tried to communicate through Cyrus but he’s an idiot. When I invite her to a coffee she said something indicating that she was busy but she was eager. Cyrus, the idiot, wanted to go and fix one of his numerous problems so we let them get off at their stop after the girl who introduced herself as Ayesha shock hand with me. I held her hand for a few second but they were gone.
We wasted a few hours waking form this street to that street for just a few Euros Cyrus was trying to get back and then we went to the Cathedral again. This time we climbed all the way up. There’s a €2 admission fee for that and worth it. You can see Rhine and the city from there. It’s beautiful but of course it’s much better if you have this vacation in summer and your companion is someone but Cyrus, a stingy fucked up fellow!
He then took me to Pascha, a very nice whorehouse but as he’s an idiot we had to walk for more than half an hour by a highway. Actually the place is partially consists of two few story buildings separated by a street. One building as Cyrus said but I didn't go to is strip club and the other one is where you can have sex with women.
You basically just walk in and there’s no reception or doorman. There are rooms like prison cells. A bed, a TV set and a bathroom are all you see in the room and a girl in panties and bra is sitting on a stool. Most of them were blond, cuties with slim bodies. Cyrus told me to go all the way up and in the last floor, the 4th there was a very pretty Black girl. I went in with her. We talked a little and for €50 she accepted to have sex with me for 20 minutes! But she kept asking me to go to ATM and get money for more! I was tired and I just wanted to lie down beside her, hugging her and kissing her magnificent body. We both undressed and I started kissing her all over. She had very smooth skin. She was surprised and scared for whatever reason and a little excited too! I asked her if I can see her pussy and she showed it to me but when I asked her to pee for me and ride me she said she would only suck and fuck!
She put a condom on me and started giving me a head; that was not bad. Then lied on her back and asked me to fuck her. I slid it in but didn't feel much. She had a big pussy and wearing a condom plus being tired as a lack of enough sleep in last few days, made it not a pleasant sex. I pumped her a little and then she asked me to do her dogie style. It felt a little better and but I came not after a long time. She was breathing heavily and enjoying a bit. I laid on my back and she removed the condom and cleaned my cock. I dressed shortly after and we left. I think that was not a bad experience but could have been much better if I had done it with a Caucasian girl and while I was not tired.
After all it’s a good sexual experience for someone who’s on vacation and has enough money to spend.

(Photo: I took this on our way up in the spiral stairs of the Cathedral. The picture shows part of Rhine and at left you can see the scaffold has been put for repairing the damages to the old cathedral)