Another thing the bulk of my students are sure of; Chinese people love their families and love k**s more than Western people do. I don’t doubt families – on the whole – love their own k**s, just as in the West. But other people’s k**s? A recent scandal in Anhui Province shows the truth of that; 200 k**s sickened by dodgy vaccines, and one dead – that’s according to official figures which, of course, must be treated with the proviso that they are much lower that the true figure. Corruption and dereliction of duty among local health workers and school staff are being blamed for the death… 続きを読む

A day or two later she had this to say: My dear bastard, I’ve just tuned off my computer, but then I switched it back on to get your email. I keep on thinking of you, your smile, your action, what you have said, what you have done. It is so easy to shift my attention from what I am doing to you. My bastard, you have disturbed my life! But still I am so glad to have met you, know you, and be with you. goodnight Tingting A few days after that first glorious fuck we met again, for lunch and a film – some generic junk – and it was ok, the whiz-bang of the film, its stylized chore… 続きを読む

My mind dwelling on that passionate night, I wrote to her:- My dear Tingting, How nice to exchange emails with you this evening. What I told you is true - -I really have been thinking of you a lot since Tuesday. And not just about what happened Tuesday night, though that was glorious, passionate, unforgettable; but also I have been thinking a lot just about being with you, spending time in your company. You’re confident, funny, and strong, a person of wonderful qualities. I like the way you smile, your dark, flashing eyes and your silky black hair, your delicate hands and your… 続きを読む

I am not quite the guy for a one-night stand. Casual sex, sure, yes – dinner followed by fuck, that’s great. But I like it to last longer than one night, to pull it out to a few days or weeks. And in the case of Tingting, I would have liked it to be semi-permanent. So the day after we fucked we traded a few sms messages. These began benign enough, with her messaging me to tell me the name of a book she’d tried to remember over dinner the night before. I ended my reply with saying that I was thinking of her, to which she replied `..What do you think about met? That I’m bad woman?’ ‘A wo… 続きを読む

I was less deft with her skirt; but, having made her choice she was determined, guided my fingers to the buttons. And off it came, to reveal plain white standard uninspiring knickers. Another time I will write all about underwear and Chinese woman; it’s an interesting topic. She flinched at first when I kissed her pussy through the fabric; but more kisses on her mouth, and breasts, erased those qualms, and down came the panties – her pussy neatly trimmed, elegant, her body beautiful, lithe, smooth. She flinched again when I went down on her and almost pushed my head away. But only almost; s… 続きを読む

She knew what this was, made the usual remarks of No, I’m married, I can’t and Don’t; yet did not turn away from me. I felt sure her life was a desert dry of passion, and that she wanted this to happen, but feared it too. So I pressed on, more and more sure. She would not let me kiss her, yet held me to her tight, her arm around my waist, pulling me close to her. She half-stepped ahead, as if she wanted to walk on, yet since my arm was still around I stopped again. It was when she had said No again, and turned from me, that the first kiss happened. She had turned, but not walked away. Gen… 続きを読む

Tingting was a doctor, and married. Ah, now, married women… This is worth a digression. It seems to me that, taken on the whole, Chinese men are nice, kind, decent…. And dull, passionless. They’re often less voracious than Western guys, have fewer of their -- our -- wolvish ways. But they are dull, dull, dull. I should say that I am a teacher here in China. Teaching is the one job any Westerner can do when he is either incapable or unwilling to do any other job. There are in China a handful of good, concerned teachers, and then a vast pool of guys like me, doing it for the buck and the b… 続きを読む

Anyone with even limited China experience has seen it – old white guy, young, trim Chinese girl. What’s that like? How do they do it? Why? Everywhere you see it – white guys and Chinese girls, always younger, often by decades. This is how it goes. Western guy comes out here, aware he is old, tired, used, nothing to turn heads. And thus his self-confidence is not too high. He ain’t gonna aim at the stuff that really turns him on. He’s gonna aim for something a bit plainer, a bit easier. And the plainer, less sought after chick – well, perhaps she knows her worth and makes herself more appro… 続きを読む