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If you find a girl, latch on to her before 1am (still pretty early). The 1am thing is huge because asian girls get progressively drunker as the night gets on. By 2am (most clubs close at 4am), its a freaking free for all and drunk girls are running away from drunk guys. F-cking chaos.
Ha oh man this is spot on. There seems to be a kind of circus quality to the whole thing too, where both sides are having a bit of fun in a childlike free for all. Taiwanese clubs like Luxy are like the ball pits in amusement parks, only for adults.
So I meet up with this girl 22yo from Missouri at the Shangri La and split a bottle of champagne. Little did I know that she rarely drinks, in fact did not get drunk once in college and had only tried alcohol for the first time last year and got so wasted that she puked all over her stairs and made an ass of herself. From then on she has been basically a non drinker.
So after the bottle she says "this feels like a scene in some romance movie" and I knew that I was in. Pull her in for a kiss and her eyes are wide and pupils are huge. She is loving this and keeps complimenting my take charge and confidence. We go to a cool little whiskey bar and I have one more and she sips a girly drink. No need to run more game as she is already following my every lead. I hail a cab and we bounce back to my hotel.
Back in my room things get very interesting. As her shirt is coming off and my dick is in her hand she tells me that she will need money up front. At first I was
Then I was
I told her I dont pay for prostitutes and her eyes just went huge with tears and she started sobbing.
Ok this was getting weird, but she was hot and having had my dick exposed to her creamy soft hands I was determined to ride or die. So she tells me that in her situation she does not think she is a hooker but is only trying to get some financial compensation in the form of cash for sex (um, thats the definition of whore). She wants $100,000 NT ($4,000) a month and we can have as much sex as I want, and she will tailor her schedule to meet mine.
Ok, but you are still a hooker, do not be under the delusion you are anything but. She is really crying now and I have lost all enthusiasm to have sex with her and I almost feel sick that this girl who up until ten minutes ago I would have put into wife category (beautiful, thin, cooks, cleans, takes care of men, nice, good family, church, lost her virginity at 20 to long term boyfriend, doesnt drink, etc, etc) and now I am dealing not with a unicorn but a god damn hooker.
Whoa.
I let her cry on my chest for a while and I send her home in what is without a doubt the saddest walk of shame I have ever seen.
This woman's hamster is so strong that she has been a high class hooker for the past year and has only come to reality in her brain when I called her a prostitute.
When I had thought I had seen most of the truth in women's nature this happens. Sometimes I miss my delusion, and this was perhaps one of those times. It might sound like I have put her on a pedestal which I did to some extent. Perhaps I was gamed by a pure cold hearted professional (I have had escorts try and game me on many other occasions) but I doubt it. No, this is just a sign of the times and I had an encounter with a woman who will likely make a man a very good wife and a wonderful mother to her kids, but in her past there will be a dark spot where she will always know that she had been a hooker for a time in her life.