Part III - Low Tide

Xenono and I had breakfast at McDonald’s the next morning. He had been pondering leaving China for another destination, but decided to stick with us to see how Chang An was, as that was where our group was moving its base of operations to that day.

We took two vans. I wound up in the van with three of the Singaporeans, Carolina Man, Mr. Monogamy, and Little E. Also with us was the girl that Mr. Monogamy found at Prince two nights prior. He liked her so much that he kept her ever since, and was taking her to Chang An with us.

This gave me the opportunity to get a little more insight from Carolina Man. Thus far, just about every girl had had a visceral, negative reaction to having their photos taken. I had actually given up trying, as they all refused. This was not something I had experience last year. He said their reactions were all caused by the Edison Chen photo scandal that took place in Hong Kong earlier in the year. For those of you unfamiliar with this scandal, Edison Chen was a Hong Kong movie/TV star who had a laptop loaded with compromising nude photos of a number of other famous stars. These were stolen by the employees of a computer service store when he took it in for repairs.

A sordid tale of bribery, blackmail, and threats ensued, and in the process, many photos were released on the internet, consequently ruining the careers of a number of actresses and actors. The scandal apparently received huge media coverage in southern China, making these girls extremely camera shy. Of course not every girl was adamant; I do know some of my fellow hombres were successful in getting pics. But I had no such luck. Carolina Man felt it would last for another six months or so, and then eventually taper off.

We also talked about birth control. It had appeared to me that these girls were generally extremely afraid of getting pregnant, and I wondered why they weren’t taking the pill or getting injections, standard procedure in other mongering locales. He said I was correct in that they are scared of pregnancy – but he had no idea why they wouldn’t go on birth control. It was one of those strange, vernacular traits of the scene in southern China.

On a more humorous note, they shared with me a story they heard from some mama-sans working in the Barbershops. Apparently there had been a foreigner in the recent past who had been trolling the BBS scene for girls. Not unusual, except this particular foreigner apparently demanded that all of his girls pose for his camera, as he liked to take quality photos of his conquests, and very few of them were willing. So whenever a girl refused, he got angry and went back to the BBS demanding his money back or another girl. He felt it was his right to have the girls pose for him. This happened a great number of times. They marveled at what a clueless idiot he was. And so did I.

Most of the drive to Chang An was on a new toll way that was practically devoid of other cars. Aside from all the chit chat, I spent some time taking in the views along the way, musing on some thoughts I had been harboring. Mulling over my latest interactions with the girls here, plus the last trip, and then adding in what I knew of Chinese girls from my years of mongering in Macau, and I had to agree with what some Singaporeans told me way back in 2002.

I had been doing some hunting in the Geylang district in Singapore, and wound up shooting the breeze for a bit with a few locals who were also looking for some fun. At that time my experience with Chinese women was minimal. But they said something that I always remembered, and of course resonated years later after I was able to build up a fair sampling of my own. In essence, they said that they couldn’t resist Chinese women, as they were so damn beautiful – but they were almost always disappointed with the outcome because they were usually terrible in bed. They likened themselves to moths attracted to the flame, getting singed and never learning their lessons.

It made me chuckle to think of that years later, because it was so true. Many of these women are gorgeous, some of the most beautiful one will ever see available in a mongering situation, but collectively I believe they are the worst performers in the sack out of all the Asian cultures I have bedded. This is not to say that you won’t find some fantastic performers, because you will. And when you do, she is a treasure to behold. But for the most part these girls simply don’t know how to make love, how to spread their legs, or even how to please themselves. But they look so damn good, which keeps drawing us back…. Like moths to a flame.

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Our little convoy made great time, and I believe we were in Chang An in about an hour. The Singaporeans were dropped off at a different hotel, while the Hombres continued on to check-in at the Berlin Holiday Hotel, one of MX’s favorite places. It was a very nice hotel, with an excellent Japanese aesthetic. Several of the rooms had a glass wall between the bedroom and the bath/shower, which allowed you to watch your girl in the bathroom if you so choose. My room didn’t have that feature, but I did get an in-room computer with internet access, a great convenience for me.

Tujunga and his newbie friend joined us at the hotel, having just arrived from AC. IamSancho also arrived, allowing me to finally meet him after all these years. We lost Smitopher, who could only stay for the first few days, but otherwise our group had grown.

After getting settled in our rooms, we all gathered for a visit to the hotel’s foot massage facility. Nothing memorable happened to me, but I believe MX was extremely fond of his girl, and Xenono was extremely frustrated with his. The water was wide, so to speak.

The Singaporeans came to meet us in the lobby at about 6:30. Our sortie for that evening was a KTV that Carolina Man had picked out. I’m not sure as to the actual name of the place. I never got a card. All my notes say are that it was called “Jizz,” which is not a bad name for a sex venue if you think about it. Unfortunately Jizz did not have a gauntlet, so we were going to be forced to sit through the long and excruciating “parade through the room” process.

In the room, I grabbed a seat close to the door. Iznogood was directly next to me. We wanted front row seats as the lineups marched in. What followed was an unmitigated disaster. The lineups, in my opinion, were atrocious. It took everyone in the room a very long time to pull, and in my opinion, the girls that were getting pulled were the lowest quality I’ve seen them pull all week. The only person who seemed to be enjoying himself was the thoroughly ebullient newbie, who behaved as though he was just shy of paradise itself. I believe at one point he had 4 or 5 girls sitting with him. The man’s eyes had definitely gotten bigger than his stomach, so to speak.

An hour had passed, and still half the guys in the room had not made choices. That should tell you how bad the quality was. At the two hour mark, I still had not pulled and gave up. Neither had Little E from Singapore. I decided it was time to go prowl the hallways. Yes, it was so bad that I had to go roam the halls, hoping to snag a girl out of the lineups being ushered from room to room. One of the assistant managers took me up a floor and parked me at an intersection where I’d be able to see all the girls go by.

I stood there for 15 minutes and didn’t see a thing. I was seeing many of the same cows. Little E came and joined me. He told me he was disgusted with the lineup, the worst he had ever seen at a KTV in China. I finally gave up and bagged it. The assistant manager called a cab for me, and I returned to the Berlin Holiday. Since we were in a new city, I had no idea where else to go. Were we in Changping, I would have made a beeline for the night market, or the sexy saunas. So I wound up calling it a night. My slump at the plate continued.

I didn’t know at that point that my hotel also had a sexy sauna incall service for your room. Epi had to fill me in the next day about that, as he discovered it by accident when he returned from the KTV empty-handed later that night.

I can't speak to your past experiences/success of finding girls that enjoy photo shoots-- my experiences in china for the last decade have been the opposite. There is a major cultural stigma attached and these girls are the bottom of the social heap. While their place in the pecking order is obvious/intuitive, most aren't willing to flaunt it outwardly in the form of pictures.

The Edison Chen incident is indicative of a larger awareness of these country bumpkins that pictures end up on the web and of course the Net is pervasive in china now.

Murasaki:

Great report and chapter so far.

My nickname for Carolina Man is Marlboro. And my nickname for Mr. Monogamy is Elvis. Members of the group that were there should get both of these references.

In my opinion, one of the most memorable experiences this day was the bus that brought us all to the KTV. If the card I have is correct, it was called Golden Superb International Club.

http://www.dggd.com.cn

I still remember the mamasan coming to pick up our group of 10-15, Marlboro giving instructions to everyone at the front of the bus (price, structure, etc), and laughing and giggling like a teenager all the way there. (Welcome to China, where they will pick you up for your sex!)

My pick from here was fantastic. In fact, all three nights for me in Chang An were off the charts good. I am glad I decided to go instead of leave. She had that crazy curly hair and I believe I got her just in time and Epi would have grabbed her if I didn't. I did her three times that night and she gave me her number in the morning. She also wrote a little note in Chinese, which translated something like, "I had a nice time, good to meet you."

Are the KTVs are as smoke filled as typical Panjay bars? Too much smoke has become a health hazard for me in the past trip to Jakarta and Colombia so wondering if KTVs are also full of smoke without much ventilation.

DM, I had pretty good luck on the last trip. Many of the girls at least let me take a few snaps clothed. I got nudes of two, if I remember right. This trip was zero. Given that almost all of the girls in Macau were the same way, I definitely believe you that this is more of the norm rather than the exception.

Xen, that's hilarious. I almost picked the same nickname for Carolina Man as you did. And yes, that link is the place. I definitely remember the outside of it as shown in that pic.

Phd, it all depends on who is in the room with you. There is very little smoking in the common areas. But there is smoking in the rooms. It wasn't that bad with us, as very few (if any) of the Hombres smoked. A few of the Singaporeans did, but if you sat on the other side of the room, you were fine. I am very sensitive to it myself, and it was ok.

Great trip report. You are definitely one of the bet writers on this site (or any other.) I am not gonna comment too much, but to say I felt bad for your lengthy cold streak on this trip.

I just spent four nights in CA, and it was a real blast! Although our two nights at JiAn wore below average energy level wise, I still think it's my fav monger venue out there. There are always lots of girls that I think are gorgeous (although most think CP line-ups are better,) and there attitudes are super fantastic. Although I did spend both nights with a new regular, an 18 year old exotic looker with D+ cups. Best part is she can actually speak a fair bit of english. Well actually hwr best part is her fantastic attitude.

Also, we went to check out a place I had not previously been called Star & Star. The place is probably more naughty than JiAn as at the beginning of the night all the girls have to put the bras and panties in a plastic bag for the evening. Thus, they are only wearing a little tube dress all night. Some nice girls and some naughty ones as well.

Also, KTV's seem to be feeling the pinch of the current economy as well. Seems prices are down and giveaways up. The KTV sessions ran between 150 (that's correct) to 350 this past week.

Murasaki
I have not yet read the later chapters of this mongering epic, so I can only hope your luck changed later in the trip. But you have my sympathies for the string of bad experiences that you encountered so far.
Having just left the CP/CA blast that MX refers to, I have to say that my experiences were totally different. Maybe just newbie's luck, but I had endless fun in the KTV rooms, followed up (with two very minor glitches) by stellar performances back in the bedroom. Also, no problems with photos in every case, most even nude.
My girl selection technique in the lineups, if you can call it that, was not to concentrate too much on looks - although that was always a factor - but to go more on body language. In particular, eye contact, a returned smile, or just a cheeky expression. So many of the beauties just stare resolutely at the grounds when gweilos walk by. Not very scientific, but it seemed to work for me every time.

Your batting average was why I gave up on southeast Asia. For me, Brazil is sex in the steroids era; everyone bats .900, if not, 1.000 with 60 plus home runs.

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