[I'm reminded of my romantic encounter at West Lake]

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Author: Dingdong40
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Originally, after reading [My Hunting Life] (True) - (2) Lijiang trip, I remembered a romantic encounter more than ten
years ago , and then wrote it in the reply. I wrote two replies. Now, thinking about it, the more I recall it, the more I savor it
. There are quite a lot of words. Moreover, the following is absolutely true. I didn't go to school much, I just got into high school, so I can't write
anything fancy. But I try to be detailed. Consider it a note to preserve some of my not-so-colorful youth.
Share it with my classmates. I hope everyone will also share your romantic youth stories here. Consider it
a starting point .

I. I remembered my romantic encounter in West Lake. When I was 22 years old, I went to Shanghai for sales. I told
the boss Hangzhou also has a big market. I would take two days to go and take a look. The boss didn't object much. He didn't say yes or no and just said that I
could arrange it myself. So, I boarded the train in Shanghai around 2 PM and arrived around 6 PM. I found a small hotel,
settled in , and then wanted to wash my hair so I'd look more refreshed for meeting clients the next day. I went to
a beauty salon not far downstairs. The girl who washed my hair was from Yunnan. She kept saying how handsome I was, and I told her
I was free the next day and suggested we go to West Lake together. The next day, we spent the whole day at West Lake, and that night, we naturally ended up
together.

Secondly, continuing on, that morning I bought a huge plush toy, probably over a foot tall. I forget
what it was—maybe Snoopy, maybe a Holokitet. I figured maybe
last night was just talk, and she might not actually come with me. The girl was average-looking, with fair skin, and
I quite liked her, so I brought her a gift. When we got to the beauty salon, she was a little surprised. She probably thought I
was just being cheeky, so she seemed happy to see me. So
I happily asked my cousin for a day off. (The beauty salon was only 40 square meters; it also offered haircuts, two or three
reclining chairs for shampooing, and facials and masks—it was quite legitimate, and there was a police station nearby.) We spent
the whole day there, but I can't really remember it now, maybe because I don't know how to describe it. I guess "romantic" is the only word to describe it.
The whole day felt sweet and a little exciting. Around 6 pm, it was drizzling around West Lake,
and there weren't many people. In a secluded grove, I even touched her a few times. I was so excited; my heart
was . But we were in an unfamiliar place, and I was young and unmarried, so I didn't dare do anything to her. I was afraid she
might have a disease, causing me lifelong suffering and making me infertile. In short, I'm quite timid; I didn't want to cause trouble, and I
was even more afraid of catching a disease. I wanted to have a meal, and then we parted ways. It was a very romantic and perfect day.

Thirdly, here comes the important part. It was 7 o'clock, and I offered to treat her to dinner so we could go home . I
needed to get some rest at my hotel because I had to go out for sales the next morning. But she insisted on paying, and she was very adamant.
Okay, fine. I paid for the tickets and food that day. How could a grown man let a young girl pay for him? She
was 22 or 23, maybe even a year or two older than me. I don't remember what we ate that night, but it cost around a hundred
yuan. We ate local specialties at a small restaurant that was fairly nicely decorated. Then she suggested we go see a
movie. We didn't want to go home until after 8, so we went to a small private room with a big TV. It was a private room, and
I couldn't resist anymore. I touched her breasts, and she let me touch her genitals too. Then I wanted her to
help me masturbate so we could finish, but I couldn't. Damn, it got more and more frustrating. It was 11 PM later
. I couldn't remember anything about the movie. After it ended, I lingered in the theater for a while longer. It was time to go home, but I still hadn't ejaculated
. I was so frustrated! I said, "Let's go home. I just want to get back to the hotel quickly, finish, and go to sleep early
." She asked to see my ID. I said I didn't need to lie about my name or anything like that, and I didn't really want to show it.
She started being coquettish and clingy. I thought about it, and she seemed like a decent person. She didn't seem like she was trying to scam me or
anything . I'm just a penniless guy,
so I figured I could just show it to her. I hadn't lied about my name or where I was from. But after she looked at it, she put it back on her person and insisted that I take her home. She said she
was scared to go home alone at night and would give it back if I took her home. I was a little unhappy and a little scared. Maybe there was some kind of trap or
something. But then I thought, it didn't seem like it at all. Besides, taking her home would be very gentlemanly or
polite . Well, fine, then I took a taxi to take her home. Her house was on the second floor, I remember,
not far from the shop. I dropped her off downstairs and said, "Give me back my ID, I'm going back to the hotel to sleep, I have to go
to work early tomorrow." She insisted on taking me home and letting me have a drink. So, I went into her house. It was just her sister and brother-in-law in one room.
They went to sleep, the lights were off—she had her own room. Then I tiptoed to her room, she made me some tea,
we chatted for a bit, and it was already 1 a.m. I was sleepy too. She insisted on staying at my place for the night and going back the next morning, saying
it was hard to get a taxi now.

4. I don't remember what I was thinking, I just half-heartedly agreed, maybe I was really sleepy. Okay,
I didn't have any merchandise on me. I was just here to sell and find customers. I only had some company brochures and business cards, which I left at the hotel. I only had about a thousand yuan
on me , nothing else. So I said, "Okay." I hid by the bed
, wearing a long-sleeved undershirt and pants. (It was winter, cold outside, and I was quite tired after a day of playing.) I was still thinking about
touching . Her feet were quite small and white, and a little chubby. I really liked them.
After I hid, I was secretly thinking that I would never actually do anything with her. I regretted not finding a chance to buy condoms on the way
. But I was young then, and I thought that even if I brought condoms, it wouldn't be safe. The safest thing was not to do anything real and
just take care of it with my hand. She also took off her underwear and hid. There were two blankets, but she took off her bra.
I stupidly said, "Didn't you say we wouldn't do anything real? Why did you take off your bra?" She laughed at me and said I
was really stupid. Who wears a bra to sleep? Damn it, I really didn't know that.

This guy and girl I'd only known for a day ended up lying together. Heh, it was probably impossible not to do it, right? Anyway, we lay there
for a while, touched each other a few times, and I just couldn't take it anymore. Damn it, I'm not a virgin anymore. I'd had sex once or twice before, with a
pretty open-minded classmate, but I didn't like
her looks, and I never took it seriously. It was just once at my place and once at hers, and that was it. Later, I went to work in another city and lost contact. I touched her, let her touch me a few times, turned on the light, and I wanted to
kiss her feet—I really liked that—and I also wanted to see her vagina. Before, she'd only let me touch it through her underwear.
She wouldn't let me put my hand inside, but this time it was her house, so it was safe. She was also in the mood, so she made me take off her
underwear so I could see it. When I saw it, oh my god, all that talk about not being safe or getting diseases was
a lie. I gritted my teeth and did it. She wasn't a virgin either, so I knew what I was doing. She was also in the mood,
and probably wanted a one-night stand too. We clicked, though. She always looked at me with admiration or
affection , saying I looked like Deric Wan. What's so great about looking like him? I don't even think that idiot is handsome.
Anyway, she was really into me, so she was very open about it. Looking back over the years, I think she
was just a bit bold, but still a very decent girl, based on my current experience.

5. I turned on the light, and her skin was very fair, just my type. Now, nothing
could stop my little brother. I thrust in immediately. She was also very wet down there, so slippery. I remember she
said she hadn't been with a man for two years. I guess her boyfriend from her hometown had long since
gone . She seemed very excited, but also surprised. I had been trying to masturbate for ages, but I couldn't get it to work
. In just a few strokes, less than a minute, I ejaculated, and it even sprayed inside me. I was a little scared and annoyed
. I was worried that she might get pregnant with me and come back with a son. (Looking back now,
I was so naive.) Annoyed? It was so embarrassing. She was so excited, but she only lasted a few strokes. She said
it was okay, she had just had her period, and it was fine. Then she got up, wiped herself, threw the tissue under the bed, and wanted to sleep.
She didn't say anything. (What a good, sensible woman.) We lay down, but my craving was too strong, so I
got up and moved around a bit. Then I looked at her naked body again, the real thing. I couldn't fall asleep. I even touched her breasts;
they were firm, and her nipples were a little pink because of her fair skin—very delicate. She didn't
have much pubic hair, just a bit of downy hair, a little yellowish. (Even after more than ten years, I still remember it clearly; I probably
won't forget it for the rest of my life.) A few minutes later, my little brother was raging again. It was so hard it couldn't get any harder
, it felt like it might break if you just bounced it. To borrow a name from a forum moderator, it was like it could "pierce
a steel plate ." She seemed really eager when I touched her. We were both
really into it, and then we started again. This time it was earth-shattering. We didn't stop until 5 a.m. when it was just getting light. We
took a few minutes to rest, kissed her all over, and sucked on her toes a few times to catch our breath before continuing. We kept
going all the way in, but this time we just couldn't ejaculate. We were both so tired. She even told me that her genitals were swollen from all the fucking,
but her penis was like it was stuck. It was rock hard. We were just too exhausted.
Even when we thrust hard, we couldn't ejaculate. We did this for two or three hours, and then we were both so exhausted that we just fell asleep.

The ending wasn't anything special. Working far from home, I felt a sense of rootlessness. I didn't have much money, and my family wasn't well-off either.
In short, I wasn't thinking about marriage, and she wasn't interested either. It was just a lot of romance. I hid for
a while, probably unsure how to face her sister, or maybe I was afraid something might happen. Anyway, it was so much fun
! I told her I had work to do early, I had a client appointment, and the next morning around 7 a.m., I hurriedly left
, only getting my ID card back then. Damn, my legs were shaking the whole time I went downstairs. I forced myself to go down, hailed a taxi,
slept in a hotel until 1 p.m., then hurriedly checked out. In the afternoon, I randomly picked up a few business cards to write a work report, and then went back to
Shanghai . Then I went back to the company in Guangzhou. I left her shop's phone number and address. I took some pictures at West Lake,
but I was too timid. I only emailed her individual photos. I didn't send her any photos of us together, or any of mine.
I was just afraid. I can't really figure out what I was afraid of at the time, but that's probably it. I'm a coward, so I haven't achieved much and
missed many good opportunities. I just managed to get by, nothing too great. That was in 1998. I had a cell phone,
and the company reimbursed my phone bill, so after I returned to Guangzhou, I often called her and we chatted for a while. Later, we
probably ran out of things to say, so I just let it go. Mainly, I was always on guard against something. Sigh…

I'm typing this now, and damn, my Wubi input method skills from back then weren't wasted. Hehe, I'm very grateful to see so many classmates sharing
beautiful pictures and videos. I'm sharing some of my own experiences with everyone. This is absolutely
true, and I've tried my best to write it in detail. If it also evokes romantic memories for you, I hope you'll write it down and post it too.

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