78th.
First acquaintance with Portuguese translation
Don’t touch tonight, get high in the morning
The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you want to do.
The first thing you need to do is to get to know the person you are talking to. The latter then said a sentence, you do not let me say a few words in Portuguese to listen to ah! You can imagine how many losers had to hear about her profession before and asked her to say a few words to listen, I really can’t help but to spit out a few words, you can’t understand, listen to this why!
The girl works in an enterprise, mainly to Latin American countries, exporting machine components, like bearings and so on, the biggest service object is Brazil. But the translation of business documents, as you can imagine, is nothing more than what is needed, how much is needed, how much money, how to transport and how long it takes to arrive. The work is as I said so bland and uneventful, but for me it is a completely new field that makes me feel interesting, in fact, the process of finding a girl is the process of experiencing a different life, and if we focus on this, it is really fun.
The first meeting is the girl invited me to eat the barbecue buffet, it seems to be in the Grandview Garden there, she brought a black glasses frame. I should remember correctly, is a glasses frame, I want to ask the receptionist a note, to her to spend a painting, but also a small poem, although I am not a literary youth, but this point will be. To paraphrase the words of the drum song, “Although her temperament is remote and indeterminate, those who are soft and gentle are in line.” This is not only about Jia Baoyu, I think it’s about me. Well, soft and gentle, is a good word!
The first intimate contact with the translator, happened after dinner, I offered to send her home, but we went out the door not to the west, but chose to go east, in an alley near the youth park, I sat on the roadside fence on the platform, she stood in my arms, I wrapped my arms around her waist, she did not resist, kissed her cheek, there is no problem, the only problem is that I pinched her buttocks This matter, it seems that the girl still maintains a high level of gender relations, at the very least, not the kind of first meeting to be able to escalate the girl, so I have seen a lot of people, of course, I have to say, in the street I was a bit too much.
Of course the more excessive things are still behind, and then I put my hand, into her pants. She is very thin, so it is very convenient to the key parts, but she is also very sensitive, although there is no strong resistance, at least not willing to make a particularly exaggerated expression to meet me. I knew there was a certain longing among her heart, but fear overcame that longing and kept her from fully engaging in our activities.
Nonetheless, I was very happy with our first date, not only with the food, but also with my attempts to upgrade and develop the relationship between the two of us, to a hermaphroditic one. Remarkably, she actually reached out and touched me when I recklessly fondled her lower body on the street. But the reciprocation was anemic, as I didn’t have an erection, so it was probably a pretty frustrating thing.
But for some reason, I really didn’t feel anything that day. Despite this, I enjoyed her performance, I liked the gas coming out of her mouth, I liked the sound she made in my ear, I liked the sensual experience she gave me, but I didn’t seem to respond to any of it. I always feel as if there is a little something missing, exactly what I can’t say, but, really not very much like I thought.
I have molested other girls with abandon in the wild before. But I rarely can produce that kind of impulse in the street. Maybe I like a more exciting, more straightforward way of expression. That day the two of us tangled for a long time, I let her back, sent her downstairs I also want to go upstairs to drink something, and then I was rejected. The second time I got a room was a week later, and for whatever reason, she had to spend the night out, which gave me the opportunity. But as every annual report says, it was full of opportunities and challenges.
As luck would have it, on the night of our first room, she again showed fierce resistance. Probably she knew full well that I would not do anything excessive to her on the street, but in the hotel it was very different. Looking at her very determined attitude, I hesitated. I didn’t know what my next step should be. But after thinking about it, respect for girls comes first after all, so I resolutely called it quits and took a shower and went to bed. I remember that while sleeping, she deliberately burrowed in my arms. And reached out to reveal my waist. This is actually a recognition of each other’s identity. It was also an acknowledgement of the relationship, except that she hadn’t figured out when to have sex with me yet.
The next morning it was another morning erection that woke me up. When I woke up the girl was already up and dressed briefly. Washing up in the bathroom. For some reason, I came down with a bang. Pressed her down on the bed without a word. She seemed to know what I was going to do to her. For the reason that she didn’t touch her last night, she gladly accepted my attack this time. It feels like she is just waiting for this opportunity, when the opportunity is ripe. She should be more active than me.
We did about forty minutes before the end, when I left her body, we both almost at the same time, did the same action, is to praise each other bully. Make it a little bit of a jungle. We also met three times after that, twice for dinner and once for sex. But far from the first time the feeling good, so our relationship gradually faded.
I don’t know when she deleted my contact information. It still seems a shame now.
Please see next time.
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