Part I

CAST

Foreign Correspondent (FC): an aging, overweight, Caucasian
engineer/journalist from the SF Bay Area who speaks Japanese and some
Chinese and is nuts about Chinese pussy.

Eduardo: a tall, thin, handsome, slightly shy, bespectacled microprocessor
designer. Eduardo is studying Latin.

Tiger: an award winning documentary director living in the mountainous
interior of China. Our Guide and Master to the arts of hunting Chinese
pussy. A handsome young man with a comfortable, easy-going style inspiring
trust and confidence in the young ladies and their Mama-sans. Tiger has
exquisite taste in young ladies and must examine hundreds before making his
final perfect dining selection. Tiger speaks excellent, educated English,
and actively strives to improve his already prodigious vocabulary.

The Ladies: Young Chinese girls, 18-22, from every province of China,
happily eager to please foreign guests with their unique charms at very
little cost.

NOTE: Prostitution is entirely legal in some counties of Hainan Island. And
the ladies are protected by the police as precious resources. Yes...this is
the New China, far away from Beijing.

DAY ONE

Where Foreign Correspondent (FC), his assistant Eduardo first meet the great
Master of Modern and Ancient Sporting Arts, fellow asfo member, Tiger,
wherein they embark on a 1 week mystical/erotic/exotic journey to the
tropical pleasure domes of Hainan, a tropical island in the South China Sea.


HAIKOU, China.

We board Dragon Air Flight 610 to Haikou, from the the new CLK international
Airport in Hong Kong on a Saturday morning, under a humid gray windless
monsoon sky. Cost $161 each way. Tiger says it's much cheaper to fly from
Guangzhou, around $80 US.

Disgusted with the night action of The Waunch (Wanchai) and the snotty
Cantonese HK girls the night before, we are demoralized but anxious to meet
Tiger in Hainan. We both know that even if 10% of what Tiger boasts about in
his asfo posts of last Spring is correct, we will be happy men indeed.

We approach this journey with open minds and stiff dicks, wallets full of
overvalued (is there a black market?) RMB (1RMB=.12 USD), a case of Trojan
lubed Ultras and dozens of xiao liwu (small gifts) of cheap American
cosmetics. Along with 60 magic blue tabs of 100mg Viagras, which we quickly
dub "Dr. V", 2 six-packs of injectable CarverJects for those really hard
times and other assorted potency aids. In other words, we are ready and
cocked for action in the New China.

Both of us are dubious. FC has been to China dozens of times. To Yunnan,
Guizhou, XinJiang, XiZang. While enjoying the cultural aspects of his trips,
he cannot forget that Beijing evening at the WangfuJing (Palace) hotel near
the Forbidden City, when the GongAn security police, tipped off by the
elevator clerk, showed up at his executive floor room, as he had just
entered the Chinese lovely from Business Lounge. Another story, that one.

The China we know has an elaborate internal security apparatus designed to
separate foreign men from young ladies in expat hotels. Plus, Tiger had
warned us earlier by email that the Central Government was conducting a
crack down on prostitution in the "Coastal Cities". He wasn't sure of the
climate in Hainan.

Arriving at Haikou international airport without incident. The airport is
right in the middle of the city. We clear customs in 3 minutes. The young
customs lady asks what is our purpose. FC says, "cultural exchange" with his
most serious wink. In perfect English, she responds: "We encourage that on
Hainan Island. Enjoy your trip."

As we wait for Tiger at the arrival/departure area, FC notices two Chinese
business men saying goodbye to their dates dressed in white evening gowns
and fishnet stockings. One of the guys has his had up her dress. It is
10:30am. Not a single foreigner in sight. Good.

Tiger arrives with a big smile and the promise of a week of wonderful
pleasure. As we get in the taxi, we notice Tiger negotiating a price to the
hotel. He has established a meter "baseline", and gets the ride at LESS than
the meter. Meter is 20RMB, he got 12. Foreigners can expect to pay 20-30.
This was a win. FC looks at Eduardo with a smile.

Tiger arrived the previous day, to check out hotels, scouting the optimum
location for pussy hunting and security from security. He selects the Gold
Hotel (HuangJin Da Jiu Dian) on Binhai Road, an older and fading 3 star
cylinder hotel with very friendly staff and close the "action". Whatever
that is. He also negotiates a 60% discount off published room prices and no
service charge. We decide to go for three suites, top floor, each with
panoramic window views over Binhai Park (more of that later) and the new
harbor. Cost about 600RMB per suite, usually over a thousand. Tiger points
out Binhai Avenue, center of the night action. He claims that hundreds of
butterflies from all over China will be strolling along 3 kilometers of
Binhai. The selection is best after 10, when the KTV places that line the
park start closing. Yea...sure.

Having checked into to our suites, strategically situated around our floor,
Tiger suggests a traditional massage at a Chinese beauty salon to freshen
up, then a trip to the old town, dinner. After that, the hunting begins.

We travel to city center through light traffic along wide palm tree-lined
boulevards. Tiger checks out the motorscooters from the taxi, scanning for a
potential catch for the evening. We enter an elaborate Chinese beauty salon.
Lovely (straight) ladies and their hairdressers all around. No foreigners
anywhere. We're shown to a cool dark room, together, three of us recline on
cool white sheets. A wonderful, perfect, massage to balance the body, given
by clean and skillful Chinese girls. Eduardo gets a perfect hair cut and
coif, and FC does a wash and blow dry and a 40 minute head massage. Cost,
all three, massages, cuts, washes, about 320RMB. Tiger thinks that's high.

We're clean and refreshed and in excellent spirits, the grime of Hong Kong
has left us. A fresh sea breeze always blows this time of year, Tiger says.
Although it's hot, the palms sway to South China "Trades", cooling the
evenings here. We hop in to a taxi (no more that 15RMB anywhere...Tiger
always gets less) and go to the old colonial quarter. Fading colonial
end-of-empire decadence and chipped pastel paints on Portuguese buildings.
Ancient balconies with rusted and ornate ironwork, almost collapsing, draped
with the day's wash.

Into an old building, up steep dark stairs, two fights. Strange Chinese
smells, dark. Tiger hunts. A bright room. Tiger has heard of a batch of
fresh girls from Da Lu (the Mainland), maybe even a virgin (although that is
not our taste). We hear shy laughter, and then utter shock as they see the
big laowai's (laowai = foreigner, non-Chinese). They run off. Fresh from
Jiangsu Province says the Mama-san. A Singapore guy got her for 2000RMB last
week. She's about 17, with beautiful long hair, and a classic Chinese moon
face. Slender hands. Wonderful slender toes. Another, not so shy. From
Guizhou. Tiger quickly says no...he doesn't like Guizhou girls. Ni cong nali
lai? Where you come from? Others come and go. They are new to the island,
and fresh and innocent. We pass. Tiger says there are thousands more,
elsewhere.

Into the brightness. Dinner at an outdoor seafood restaurant (HaiXian).
Dozens of tanks. Turtles, squid, sharks, 10 kinds clams small, big and huge.
Lobsters. Big shrimp. Giant shrimp. Striped shrimp. The smaller ones cost
more! Tiger says, because they taste better. I go for the giants, with glee.
Sea worms, scallops, fresh oysters. Tiger negotiates prices for each dish
with hard bargaining. Then he carefully instructs the cooks as to style of
preparation. Cute "Tiger Girls" pouring Tiger beer from Singapore. We
fantasize of a lottery where the prize is a long time with the Tiger Girl of
your choice, island-wide. Cost for beers and food, 5 people, 400 Rmb. We ate
like kings.

Slowly, Tiger is preparing us for a sporting evening. The sun is setting,
and the blue lights illuminate the palms lining the broad boulevards, in
some kind of psychedelic fantasy light show. Christmas tree lights are
everywhere. Discos, KaraOK bars, huge night clubs with parking lots full of
black Lincoln Town Cars, Mercedes, BMW's. We take a taxi, Tiger hanging out
the window, checking out the motorbikes. He's actually caught ladies this
way, "on the fly"...complete with price negotiation.

He finds the Golden Dragon (JinLong) Massage parlor. A fish bowl of girls in
nurse whites, surprised and smiling at the chance to touch a foreign jiba
(dick) for the first time. Specializing in the ancient art of dick massage,
these girls don't fuck, but are experts at reviving potency to prolong
performance. An hour of heavenly massage with warm skillful hands. Wrapping
your legs around her shoulders, she strokes, and brushes, and massages every
part, bringing you up and hard, then gently down, then up, then down, in an
eternal rhythm of continuous erections. Tiger says that Chinese wives
regularly send their husbands here, to "condition" them for the marriage
bed. 1 hour, 80 Rmb.

A Chinese Night Club. 2 stories. Thousand of lights. Limos, expensive cars.
10 hostesses out front greeting guests. Customers are well-heeled Chinese
business men. CFO, CEOs development banks, land speculators, building
contractors.
A huge Ballroom floor with stage and state-of-the-art lighting. Dark
lighting, high backed couches form a semi-circle. Stunningly dressed,
gorgeous, Chinese escorts, as many as 4 or 5 for each man, sitting and
dancing waltzes with the guests. Flanking the ball room, lest you get tired
of your chosen mate, you stroll in a big fish bowl of smiling girls from all
over China. Just take them, as many as you want. Tiger says just looking.
High prices here, maybe 1000 or more.

Back to our hotel. It's late enough. In front of our hotel the girls stroll
in the breezy evening. Eye contact everywhere, all the time. Huge smiles. No
Chinese needed. We watch Tiger examine with care, learning his methods. He
touches them, feels their tits and ass. Stokes them. Asks them where they
come from, how long they've been here. Price is always 200-300 Short Time.
FC selects two lovelies for RMB 300..Eduardo selects a fine young girl from
Hainan, Tiger defers and wants to browse more.

After the dick massage, FC is ready. The Elevator security guard punches our
floor, smiling. The floor security waves as FC heads toward his suite with
his girls. Lovely, cheerful, young, fresh, clean girls. We shower under
candlelight (my idea)...turn on MTV. The younger one (18) dances a strip,
the older one from Hunan Province starts a light smoke on FC's dick. The
dance, the smoke...FC tumbles into the bed. Young One loves to fuck. Big
sister, guides her pussy onto FC's cock while she hold his balls. They start
singing a lovely Chinese song, as they ride him, taking turns. FC sits up
and sets up his favorite position. The girls face to face, lying down. A
pillow elevates both of them...dual pussies, 4 holes with aqua lube.
Alternating holes...2 hours. RMB 300 + 100 Tip for wonderful extra service.

A short rest and FC hits the street again. More girls now, around midnight.
Girls in the lobby, sitting by the elevator. Girls in the coffee shop.
Elevators full of johns and their dates, finished or just starting. Eye
contact everywhere. I select another, and waltz past surprised desk clerks,
past elevator security, past incredulous floor security (FC tips him 50Rmb,
since he's not getting any and FC's feeling really good). In fact, FC's
feeling like HuangDi...the Great Yellow Emperor with his 1000 consorts. A
sort time with a little Suzhou girl, with a high voice, nice big nipples,
and incredibly tight pussy. Aqua lube required. Tight and nice. She screams
and scratches. Short time. RMB 200.

Now Tiger calls. He's just finished. Does FC want to try her? She's really
good at smoking. He negotiated a discount. Only 100Rmb. Oh shit. Sure, why
not. FC calls Eduardo down the hall. He's busy. Call later. A knock.
Wonderful small Chinese face, small red lips (he imagines them on Tigers
cock), huge black eyes and hair to her knees. An hour of smoking, a short
fuck. Geez...FC feels like HuangDi again. FC take her down to the lobby,
past the stupefied security people. They can't believe the action on our
floor! FC, Tiger, and Eduardo in rut. The coffee shop is packed with
butterflies. No way can FC get it up. Eduardo shows up in the lobby, with a
big smile. We see Tiger exit the elevator.

Shall we sleep? Or taste more....Stay tuned for Day 2, Haikou.

Foreign Correspondent
written at CyberCafe, Sukumvit Soi 2 in Bangkok

Part II

CAST

Foreign Correspondent (FC): an aging, overweight, Caucasian
engineer/journalist from the SF Bay Area who speaks Japanese and some
Chinese.

Eduardo: a tall, thin, handsome, slightly shy, bespectacled microprocessor
designer. Eduardo is studying Latin.

Tiger: an award winning documentary director living in the mountainous
interior of China. Our Guide and Master to the arts of hunting Chinese
pussy. A handsome young man with a comfortable, easy-going style inspiring
trust and confidence in the young ladies and their Mama-sans. Tiger has
exquisite taste in young ladies and must examine hundreds before making his
final perfect dining selection. Tiger speaks excellent, educated English,
and actively strives to improve his already prodigious vocabulary.

The Ladies: Young Chinese girls, 18-22, from every province of China,
happily eager to please foreign guests with their unique charms at very
little cost.

DrV: a little blue pill from FC's friend, Pfizer--to rejuvinate and enhance
the Gentleman's experience. FC doesn't actually _need_ it, but is curious
about extending his endurance to new heights.


ERRATA

Tiger points out that the JinLong dick massage is 40Rmb (not 80) per hour
and the suites at the Gold Hotel are 400Rmb (not 600).

UP TO NOW

Tiger, FC and Eduardo enjoyed the their first night of Chinese pleasures in
Haikou City, including a dick massage and a Long Night of Short Times in
suites at the Gold Hotel. They are ready for another.


HAIKOU City, Hainan Island, China, Day 2.

Refreshed, our "Qi" in complete in balance after a long night of eating
Chinese pussy, Eduardo, FC, and Tiger meet at the kitsch revolving
restaurant on the top floor of the Gold, 10am. FC, being hopelessly addicted
to coffee is looking forward to having an excellent cup of freshly brewed
Hainan coffee. Instead, he gets Nescafe powdered and underdone eggs.
Tiger and Eduardo are not coffee drinkers, so don't share his
disappointment. A disastrous Western breakfast. We vow to eat Chinese for
the rest of the trip. But FC gets Tiger's promise to locate a personal stash
of fresh Hainan coffee beans for is morning addiction.

Over breakfast, watching Haikou revolve ludicrously around us, we review the
previous night's pleasures. Eduardo is completely satisfied, but won't
divulge details. FC raves about his 2 some. Tiger wasn't too happy with his
choices that evening. He really appreciates skillful smoking. We decide to
stay for one more night to resample the ladies of Binhai Lu, and leave early
the next morning for QiongHai, a mystical city south 90 minutes by taxi,
south of Haikou.

Tiger tells us about QiongHai City, and its mayor: Image a small city, where
the crime rate is the lowest in China. (China already has one of the lowest
crime rates in the world). There have been no murders for 5 years. Imagine a
city that welcomes young ladies from every province China, legalizes
prostitution and gambling, and instructs the police to protect and defend
these precious treasures. In fact, the POLICE are fined if they hassle the
ladies. Image a city where the local taxi drivers are honest, the city
streets are clean, the night air is warm, and the food is wonderful.
Qionghai is famous for massage and beauty parlors.

A lazy day. In fact, there's not much to do here during the day. Eduardo and
I decide that visitors from America should not adjust to Chinese
time....just stay on a US sleep schedule, since all the action on Hainan is
night action. Melatonin not needed. Haikou is sleepy during the day. Light
traffic. A lazy, breezy city. Tiger suggests we go to the Game Center and
bowl. FC bowls 70, Eduardo a 80, Tiger 90. FC is distracted by the perky 16
year old Bowling Hostess who cleans our balls (sic) and claps at our rare
spares and just loves our gutter balls. FC wonders how much short time.
Tiger points out that not _everyone_ in Haikou is a hooker. Oops. The
snooker room is upstairs, dark and full of slinky street girls with chalky
fingers. America Vs China at 8 ball. America loses.

Another wonderful evening meal of fresh sea food in the open air. Tiger
performs his delicate evening dance at the fish tanks, poking at the fish,
checking prices, talking to the cooks. Selecting the perfect table,
optimizing for viewing the street action, the hunting terrain. He selects a
fabulous meal. FC is preparing for the evening, and pops 50mg DrV (half
tab). About an hour before ETP (Estimated Time to Pussy). FC lusts after the
dedicated beer wench with huge tits pouring Singapore Tiger beer.

It's early, so we visit one of those huge disco karaOK centers along Binhai
Lu across from our hotel. We can see them sparkling in the night from our
suites, like big Fuck Me bacons in the Hainan sky. Huge buildings lit by a
million lights. Parking lots packed with motorscooters, taxis to and fro.
Young men and women loitering around the entrance. A dozen, evening gowned
hostesses waving us inside. Ladies everywhere, on the stairs, on low
couches, in private rooms. All available. Get them now (a charge), or wait
until they're finished work. No barfine. A huge disco floor, packed. A
fishtank room of young things, dressed like high school girls (shit..maybe
they were high school girls). Tigers says act like a teacher (laoshi). Eye
contact everywhere. Which one do we like? All of them. FC and Eduardo are
overwhelmed. We want them all, we want to see more. Tiger collects some
beeper numbers from some hopefuls, in case he doesn't find anything better
later. Later, we ask? There are hundreds of wonderful girls now! Let's get
some now. No no...we must check out some other places...then make our
decisions. By this time, DrV is stirring.

We head off into the Haikou night, down the electric blue palm tree avenues
to who know where. We wind around some dark, unlit streets. Suddenly, out of
the dark, from nowhere, there are girls everywhere, lurking, in some
residential area. Hundreds of them. No exaggeration. Young ones. Taxis are
cruising. We slow down and are mobbed! Young girls peering in the window.
Howling with delight at seeing the foreigners. A huge crowd of night
butterflies gathers. Opening the door, getting in the back seat. Tiger sees
one small one, perfect clear skin, he pulls her in through the window! We
hook 2 (or was it 3) more into the back seat. Tiger says, what do we think?
Feel them...you like? Shit...sure. FC now doesn't care what they look like,
eagerly pushing a head down to the bulge in his lap. Eduardo is dazed. The
taxi driver is howling with laughter. Get the scene: darkness, our taxi full
of laughing hookers all strangers to each other, loud canto rock, taxis full
of johns, packed with babes. Mama-sans doing deals. 50RMb to Mamasan...200
tops to the lady. Mama-sans collecting Rmb everywhere. Girls giggling,
laughing, pounding on taxi windows. Scooters with 4 painted ladies scooting
through the street. A scene from a Fellinni movie. But we're in it.

It doesn't stop. We speed into the night, windows open. Celine Dion's
Titanic blasting on the radio. We match the speed of a passing scooter full
of lovelies. Essential Tiger induced Chinese: Where you from? Do you
smoke?=Ni chui xiao ma? (Do you blow the flute?) You like foreigners? What's
your beeper number? They yell it out. Tiger says...for later, hehe.

Eduardo and FC have figured out Tiger, now. Sure, he like a fuck and smoke,
just like the rest of regular white guys. But, it's the HUNT that gets his
blood hot. He counts coup by collecting beeper numbers, that, later, after
serious reflection, he can call back. Chat on the phone, learn her skills.
Get to know her. Tiger is picky...oh so picky. He must see hundreds of
girls, before he makes his optimal selection.

Shit...by now my woodie is of major proportions. The ladies are all over FC
and Eduardo. They are "on the clock" now. Officical consorts of HuangDi, his
scribe FC, and their loyal guide General, Tiger Man. A prize to the first
one to get a blow job in the taxi, we shout. One young thing removes her bra
as we speed down the main Airport road toward our Gold hotel (and release,
oh so sweet release from FCs massive DrV erection).

Arriving at the hotel, we must break through the crowd of lovelies arrayed
along Binhai road. A familar face from last night catches FC. Relentless
eye contact, even with 3 dates at our side. Tiger, scanning, hunting. Adding
to his beeper list of nocturnal prey.

We break through the siege at the front entrance to the Gold, and, low and
behold--the lobby lounge and couches are packed with a phalanx of painted
ladies. Somehow we make it to the elevators and up to our floor. We share
the elevator with a poor Chinese guy with his wife. He's bugged eye as he
examines our catches for the night. His wife is shooting fire from her eyes.
Poor dumb fuck, bringing his wife to Hainan. Never again.

The floor security clerk and little Hainan maids wave us through as we
disperse to our suites.

Wei Ping is from Hebei. She actually has some English. She has a high gentle
voice, soft spoken. FC can imagine her singing him a sad lovely Chinese
song. Her eyes are sparking, a light shiny dark jade. Her hair is jet black,
and shines. She is really really lovely. Her skin in slightly hot to the
touch like a fire is burning deep inside her. He skin is like creamy ivory
under a moonlight sky, and is as clear and perfect as a fine pearl. It's
like there's some kind of light shining through it. She removes her simple
shift in one graceful motion to reveal perfection. A classic Chinese beauty,
worthy of an Emperor's pleasure barge.

Slender tiny Chinese fingers with perfect nails, filed to slight points,
release FC from the bondage of his black briefs. Her gentle light touch,
sharp nails, stroke him. Her little red lips open. FC is standing, looking
down, hair in a shimmering black cascading around her tiny shoulders, down
her creamy back. Her little ass is exquisite, not flat, like many Chinese
girls. Her legs are long and graceful, with small feet, the middle toe of
each foot painted a pastel blue. She's on her knees now, her lips around
him, gently sliding it inside her mouth. Surprisingly she can take it
deeply. FC wonders if this is what paradise is. It gets better. Wei Ping,
for all of her 20 years, is a smoking master. Her tongue perfectly caresses.
The top of her throat teases. A high crazy sensual sucking sound, like a
hungry thirst. FC is just about ready, and she's ready to swallow. But FC
stops her...

FC drinks in her little body. Breasts are a perfect proportion, nipples
pointing out and up and hard. A Chinese pussy, with thin line of micro fine
straight black hair. Her little lips and lips within lips, slightly open,
like a wet pink flower. Her turn. FC usually doesn't do this to
hookers...she's so small. Oh heavenly taste.

It's just too much for FC. He gently raises her legs high and circling her
jade gate. Slowly entering...so wonderfully wet and willing. Deeper and
tighter. Her sweet song of delight as I hit bottom. "Kuai de, Kuai de, Zhong
de", faster, deeper, stronger. A thousand stars later FC wakes up. A shower
in the night, and sweet Chinese song...and she vanishes. Tiger will get mad,
FC is sure, since he tips Wei Ping 100Rmb. Total 300 Rmb. Plus, he have her
beeper number.

Meanwhile, Eduardo is feeling like HuangDi, the Great Yellow Emperor. Tiger
fixes him up with two tall lovelies from Harbin PLUS one's MOTHER! Yes, you
heard that right. A threesome. Mother and her shy daughter, new to the
trade, fresh from Da Lu and a friend. All three 500Rmb, short time. Mama is
directing the show. Her daughter has never sucked a cock, so she directed
every detail. Daughter's friend doing wonderful things. FC asks if he fucked
the Mama. Eduardo is not sure.
Daughter is too tight, so Mama guides him inside slowly.

Tiger is nowhere, we assume in his Suite...FC hits the lobby. Chats with the
butterflies, selects a local Hainan lady. Standard price, 200Rmb.
Transaction takes one minute. Up again, past the front desk ladies, past
floor security, to the suite of pleasure. DrV is working perfectly. A
screamer. Next room beats on the wall as FC covers her screams with his
mouth. Long and slow, because FC has no Qi left, but a raging DrV hard. Huge
breasts and nipples. Another shower by candle. A suck. Beeper number noted
along side name, XiaoYan (Little Swan).

Where is Tiger?

This sounds like a great place for s starter monger. Can you give some idea how much is reasonable to spend on a daily basis on this island. Hotel? Food? Pussy? Alcohol? Also, are there any activities besides fucking and sightseeing such as golf, tennis, or water sports? Thanks, in advance

Other activities -- there aren't any other activites. You can play golf and tennis anywhere! And I thought Bangkok was the greatest. Next trip is to Hainan. How can one hook up Tiger???