I met this girl who looks like a fish and smells like a fish. That's not as bad as it sounds, because I've always wanted a fishy girl.
The story goes like this. I went to Vietnam for a two week vacation. I'd been there before, years earlier, and I felt nostalgic. Sounds normal, but it was supposed to be a lot more than a vacation. And a lot longer than two weeks, if I could swing it. It was supposed to be a permanent escape.
I'll get into 'from what' later. Now I want to talk about my new girl. My fish. After all, she's the kind of fate I wanted to escape to.
I met her a week after I got in-country. It was at a place where men go to drink beer, eat snacks, and rent the company
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I was with my Vietnamese friend Tran the place was in the backstreet labyrinths of Ho Chi Minh City, off free paris hilton torrent beaten path, where lonely white guys looking for exotic thrills seldom know to tread. I could tell because of the stir I caused with the rent-a-girls.
Tran and I were led upstairs to a private room with long leather couches and a big table. First they brought the beer, then the snacks. Then the girls. They brought them in one at a time for us to choose from.
My fish was the first girl they brought in. Now, when it comes to women, especially of the Asian extraction, I tend to lose my critical free downloads of the paris hilton sex tape turn into a lust-crazed fool, and jump all over the first one I can get my hands on. It's a fault that has caused me beaucoup trouble in the past. So when my friend asked me if paris hilton sex video pics wanted this creamy-smooth Vietnamese woman in sex tape free paris hilton video clip very small black dress, high-heels and erection-inducing makeup to stay or go, it was probably not humanly possible for this human to send her away. Even if she hadn't been a fish.
But as it was, she looked like a fish. An Asian fish. And, as I've mentioned, I've always wanted a fish. Girl.
I have to be candid here. We all know that some Asian women look like fish round watery eyes, architecturally extreme high cheekbones, clownishly giant lips. No, I couldn't tell you
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I don't think I'm paris hilton nude pic racist paris hilton free sex preview video sexist. It's just a fact that women of certain races tend to sometimes resemble certain other species. Probably men do too, but I paris hilton free video clip spend a lot of time looking at men.
So a fair proportion of Asian women look like fish. And a goodly herd of white women look like cows. My point is that I'm not putting Asian women down for tending to resemble our ichthyological cousins. I'm just making what I think is an appropriate comparison.
So why would I lust after women who look like fish? Well, high cheekbones. Big eyes. Big lips. These are some of the features that set save seals paris hilton women apart, give them their distinct look. And fishwomen, as I've noted, new paris hilton color video them in the extreme. So, if, like me, you've got a thing for Asians, then what's not to like? What's not to drool over, crave, jerk off over? What's not to absolutely helplessly adore?
So I saw her fishy face and said yes, yes, yes. She sat down next to me, giggling porn hilton paris I guess she'd never been that close to a big white orangutan before. And I had never been that close to a fish. So we were both nervous, giddy, excited. Interspecies introductions tend to go that way, I suppose.
Then they brought in another girl. She wasn't very fishy her lips were big enough to understate horribly, fat little puckers glistening with ruby lipstick, like the best thing one could ever conceive of to stick a cock in. But she also had little paris hilton 37 min and plumpish rounded cheeks. Not fishy. But gorgeous. I wanted her, paris hilton newest sex tape or not. But she was for Tran's consideration, not mine. I had already hooked my fish, or vice-versa. We were both wriggling, but we weren't going to let each other go.
The new girl also had something else video paris hilton sex Two things. So even with my fish in hand, I felt a bit envious of Tran I like Asians, and they aren't known for their huge chests, but an Asian girl who does have a healthy shelf definitely gets me going. So imagine my shock when Tran said flatly so to speak, without hesitation, "No. Sorry."
Jesus, I thought, maybe he's a fish man too. Or maybe he's going blind.
The next candidate was quite petite, much more so than my fish, paris hilton sex pictures nude seemed downright jumbo for an Asian lassie. Her breasts were bigger than Fish's, though which isn't saying much, and her features were fine, in the sense that she had small, regular eyes, nose, mouth, etcetera. She was an Asian doll, no doubt, but an Asian Barbie doll unquestionably but to my eyes unspectacularly beautiful. Tran laughed and invited her over.
She started to sit near him, but he launched her toward me, laughing explosively. "Two for you! You want two girls, right? Ok?!"
She nestled down next to me on the other side from fish. Like Fish, she kept giggling and glancing
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But I'm not the paris hilton and nick carter engaged of guy to send any girl away. If she's Asian. I had heaven in each hand, a heavenly Barbie and a heavenly Fish. Who was I to complain?
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Even with the small-breast factor, I had my hands full. I had never really been with two girls before. Not two girls that I was free to kiss and fondle at the same time. I hadn't realized how hard it was to give enough attention to both. I knew from the start that I preferred Fish, but any man gets turned on by any new pretty woman, and Barbie was not exactly hideous.
I would spend a few minutes with her, kissing her face, feeling her breasts through her dress, whispering sweet nothings in her ear. They really were nothings, because she had no idea what I was saying. Then I would remember Fish as if I'd forgotten and give her the same treatment. Then I would relax for a bit, sip some beer, chat and laugh with Tran, enjoying the feeling of having my arms casually wrapped around the waists of these two sweeties.
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That's when I knew that this gorgeous young fish wanted me to make love to her.
After a few minutes Barbie came
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I know, given the circumstances, that it is absurd to think that she was even remotely close to loving me. But I loved hearing it anyway from the big sexy mouth of that soft young fish girl.
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After a while I mentioned that I was hungry. The girls excitedly agreed to join Tran and me for dinner. They ran out to change. I looked at Tran and said, as seriously as I could, "I love the Fish."
His English is pretty good, but he didn't get my analogy. "Which one you like?"
When he finally got my drift he told me her name. It was difficult, but it sounded like "Quan Yin," the female Chinese Buddhist deity, which is pretty appropriate. But I preferred paris hilton warez video
I sat there anticipating tasting fish at a restaurant. But then somebody got the hilarious idea of introducing me to all the rent-a-gals who worked at that fine establishment. I went into there holding pen, where they were lined up on a long couch watching a throbbing dance video. There were seven or eight of them including Fish, Barbie and Top Shelf, and they all started laughing wildly when I stepped into the room. I guess I really was, to them, like some massive white ape on the loose. But with all that firm young Asian flesh grinning at me I felt like an ape in heaven.
Then someone had the further cute idea of dancing to the throbbing video. I got up and danced with abandon, as usual, but all they did was laugh. And laugh. Until they were falling over. I prefer to think that they were laughing with me, not at me. But I didn't really care. I love to perform for young Asian girls. But through it all I kept an eye on Fish. She's the one I really wanted to perform for.
But then the manager of the place, a nice guy who looked like Chairman Mao, started asking me if I could track down an old American buddy of his from the war days. Before I knew it all the girls had slipped out, and after about the twenty-third round of telling Mao that I'd try paris hilton sex's pics find the guy but it wouldn't be easy, Tran suddenly said, "Let's go."
I feebly inquired about our plans for a grand banquet with Fish and the other assorted savories, but he just said, "Okay, but then the disco happened no more dinner."
I was too baffled to even get him to explain. Besides, I thought that maybe they didn't want to be seen in public with me after the show that I had put on. If that was the case, I didn't want to know it for sure. So I reluctantly got on the back of Tran's bike and we headed off into the night in search of beer, Tran's favorite substance.
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I woke up in a haze of ringing bells. It was the phone.
"Hello?" My voice was marshy with phlegm.
"Hello Misa Bob. I'm here. I'm Quan Yin." paris hilton porno film splintered English was even harder to decipher over the phone. But I'd know the voice of that sizzling minnow anywhere. I told her I'd be right down. My heart was pounding madly.
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I was hard enough for a pampered albino ape like me to live in a Vietnamese hotel, let alone a Vietnamese prison. Jesus, they would have no mercy on an American paris hilton getting out of a car caught desecrating their young Quan Yin. She might be a fish, but I felt like I was going to be the main course at the fish fry.
I responded to her succor half-heartedly, and she seemed to get the picture right away. Luckily, the Fish had a head on her shoulders.
She led me over to the front desk, where they explained what I already knew, that room visits were usually not permitted, and in any event Fish didn't have her ID with her. That last bit of info got me sweating and pounding anew. Why else would she 'forget' her ID, paris hilton download that she didn't want her age revealed? I felt sick. I felt as if all the eyes in that place, those of the front desk staff, the other guests, and especially the guards in their martial uniforms, were trained on me. Me and paris hilton sex clip free download I looked at her weakly.
"They think something's fishy."
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Fish came back.
"I call Tran. Tran come. We wait."
"Oh! Okay."
I loved her voice. It was the essence of bubble gum, pink elastic sweetness popping from her mouth in a spray of fishy spittle. paris hilton web page right now that bright pink music just made me cringe.
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After an infinite number of eternities Tran showed up. Fish explained the situation to him. He laughed and said, "Don't worry, sir!" That was his favorite line of reassurance, but with his shock of unruly hair, beer-ravaged eyes and careless grin he looked an awful lot like a greasy pimp arranging a tawdry screw for his hot little property and some well-heeled trick. Actually, that's pretty much what he was, except that he was working pro bono. What a guy. But I couldn't blame him. He was only giving me what I wanted, what I had been seeking all along when I boarded a plane to fly far away from the troubles, sadness and chaos of my life in the USA a ticket to the far reaches of the sexual wilderness. But sex see paris hilton video it going to be a one-way ticket?
"Come with me, sir!" We followed Tran to the front desk, where the gorgeous clerk in watch paris hilton sex tapes immaculate blue ao dai didn't seem to react too reassuringly to whatever Tran said. But he kept grinning.
Fish and I followed him again, sheepishly, like two ludicrously mismatched innocents who had bonded solely through the shared paris hilton pics and videos of their impending slaughter. The uniformed guards seemed to multiply, until they outnumbered the milling crowd of hotel paris hilton nude video until they filled the lobby, pushing the guests aside, a platoon of young men drilled and trained to stop Caucasoid ogres like me from plucking and ravishing the beauteous flowers of youth that grew rampant in the lush green hills of the motherland. In their starched uniforms they looked a lot more like paris hilton video tap than VC, but they also looked fully capable of engaging in warfare, whether in a muddy jungle or a spic and span hotel lobby. I kept following Tran to the elevator alongside fish, wondering when they were going to bare their bayonets.
We got on with several other guests. Tran smiled and pushed the button for the second floor. video free paris hilton looked like we would soon be cruising upward toward heaven.
Then one of the stern guards jumped into the elevator, barked sharply at Tran, reached up, jammed a big red button that froze the elevator in place with the doors open.
I froze too. The sweat that swam on my body turned to ice. My heart, plunged to absolute zero, stopped beating.
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But Fish was not a drug, and she was not some lower species. She was a woman. I broke through my icy fear, broke apart that frozen moment, to smile at her. She smiled back.
The warez full paris hilton sex tape ordered all three of us politely but firmly off of the elevator. I started wondering what the food was like in Vietnamese prisons.
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