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[Lani]

I appreciated it! I'm sure you have many memories you can wax rhapsodic about, post away my friend.

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[M C]

you'de be better off re- writing the old man and the sea then your boring romantisized interpetation of a handjob in a chinese massage dump.

 

[Shay Shay KAY!!]

Chinatown...Autumn. The place is still alive in the late afternoon. I try a quick drink but I can't relax and I walk aimlessly westward letting my feet lead the way.

Every corner is filled with memories, reminders of what has gone, what I lost, what I gained, what I will never have again. Every sidewalk is crowded with possibilities...what may one day come to me, what I might still achieve.

The door on Hester street isn't locked. I walk right in, up two flights and the door to the place is open too. Shi shi greets me warmly, like she knows me even though she doesn't know me at all. She's got to be in her 40s but keeps herself looking great - both her outstanding ass and pretty face.

There are two small massage rooms - both fully private. There is no shower or any other amenities of that kind. This is bare bones shit - massage table, four walls, a folding chair. Stripped of all pretense, every needless coat of paint, every pointless accessory. You get naked, you lay down, you get a rub. Done.

I get ready and then she whispers in my ear. "You want two girls? 80 with no more tip?". Two girls...better than one...but I play it coy and say "depends on what two girls..." She giggles.

"60 more," I tell her. And I get up and hand her 3 twenties. That puts the tab at $105 total for the 4 hand. She walks out.

I lay face down. The cheap single-hung window shields us from absolutely nothing. In the winter that'd be bad. But...Chinatown...Autumn...it's still warm out, though the nights get longer every time a new one arrives. Car horns, tires squeal...a distant siren.
I close my eyes and then Shi Shi returns with Linda, also older but pretty attractive with a solid body.

They start to rub me...Shi Shi is on my shoulders while Linda has apparently drawn the short straw and gets the bottom half. My eyes are closed. I can hear their footsteps as they circle me in something like a gritty, slow moving ballet.

I begin to relax. I breathe deeply and close my eyes. Through the window I hear...Chinatown...Autumn...you can't go a block without smelling some sort of tempting food. I'm back there...on that bench...peals of childish laughter pierce the air around the playground...A carton of noodles is in my hand...the smell is salty and perfect.

Chinatown...Autumn...Five old ladies play cards at an outdoor table and they mean business...expressions so hard they cut you open with a simple glance. A woman sits next to me on the bench and leans in to my ear. Slowly she whispers "turn over."

I open my eyes and Shi Shi's lips are almost touching my ear. Again she whispers "turn over" and I do.

Four hands. One pair up the right leg as the other moves down the left. Things start to slow down and Shi Shi puts a moist hand on my growing cock. She rubs a little. She grabs my hand and shoves it under her skirt.

Linda puts my hand under her shirt where she has pulled up her bra and I can feel her hard nipples.

These are not little dolls with alabaster cheeks and breasts that point to the heavens. These are women with mystery in their eyes and lines on their faces. They have the full hips mothers have...Autumn...They have handled more cocks than a rooster farmer and they know exactly how to make a man crow...Chinatown.

Shi Shi keeps rubbing my cock as Linda rubs my chest and licks my nipples. I tilt my head back and close my eyes. Everything is one dull murmur. Chinatown. Shi Shi and Linda exchange words I don't understand and then start breathing heavy...calling me "strong"...repeating "oh yeah"...I focus on the sounds through that window...

Chinatown...Autumn...I remember the Spring...and the Spring before that. I remember her smile, the sun streaming through the window as we looked at her photos. I remember touching her arm as she pointed to a picture of herself laughing with her sister. I am there with her again, looking into those eyes, those eyes that sparkle with promise and life and warmth and sex and kindness and generosity. She turns to me and puts her hand on mine and says "OK, Baby?"

My eyes open and Shi Shi asks again, "OK, Baby?" Sure, I'm OK. I'm fine. I'm not OK. Of course I am. Autumn...Chinatown.

How long have I been here?

It's taking a long time...Shi Shi has to sit down and switch arms...then she builds up the rhythm...my eyes are closed...I hear nothing now...and finally I grunt and I come into her hand...my left leg shaking a little before I open my eyes and smile.

Shi Shi and Linda laugh a little and say my cock is very strong...if they knew how many handjobs I get each week it might not seem so out of the ordinary to them.

I laugh and say "it's getting old but it still likes to make new friends." Autumn.

I get dressed and give them each a little thank you hug. "Next time"..."Yes, see you soon." Chinatown. We all know I'll probably never see them again but there's no sense in shattering the illusion.

Back down the 2 flights, out the door...here I am again...Chinatown...Autumn...

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