They then ventured into Shimen Road with friends, encountered unpleasantness, and then switched their focus to Tongxin.

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I'm poor, so I generally wouldn't consider QQ part-time jobs. Their prices of 200 or 300 yuan per session are far beyond my means. However, seeing so many guys describing how great QQ part-time jobs are, I couldn't help but be tempted. At the beginning of the year, I got a QQ number and phone number for a part-time job. We video chatted; she was pretty, with a sweet, round face. And the price was unbelievably low—150 yuan for one session plus one extra! So on the 4th, I texted her, only to hear her reply, "I'm not doing it anymore." Are there really that many reformed women? It's not worth it! (Some guys on the forum might have worked with her; her username is "Erya." I won't reveal more details. I hope those who have worked with her will share their experiences. It's not possible to work with her anymore; seeing your experiences must have been great!) That night, I went to Shimen Road alone to do some market research, to see if any new people were starting out. But I got a call from a friend asking what I was doing. I said I was going out for market research, and he understood my coded message, telling me not to go. He said he'd go with me on the night of the 5th. He asked if I could borrow his camera from a friend of his, the "smoking and drinking student" from a university in the provincial capital I mentioned in my previous post, whose surname starts with "D," so let's call him D. D had never hung out with us before (there were four of us who usually went out together), because he had a girlfriend. Even when he went out, he wouldn't go out, saying he couldn't betray his girlfriend. Actually, we knew that he and his girlfriend hadn't slept together at all; we didn't even know if they'd kissed! Well, his "girlfriend" finally dumped him before May Day, so it's no wonder he was "desperate" and wanted to go out and "try something new." As for why he asked for my camera, firstly, he envied me for being able to take such tender nude photos, and secondly, in his words, it was to "commemorate my first romantic encounter." Actually, he's a lewd person at heart. I agreed. Sorry, I might have gone into too much detail. On the night of the 5th, he took a taxi and headed towards Shimen Road. Because I'd heard things were still pretty tight, I didn't initially intend to do anything. But when I arrived at Shimen Road, the place was bustling with noise and laughter, resembling a golden palace from the Six Dynasties period. The only downside was the dim lighting; though, the voices were clearly audible. I randomly picked a small inn, and an old man greeted me: "Boss, I've found you two good ones, come on!" He coughed a few times to mask his nervousness, glanced at me, and I nodded, leading him inside. Three women, around 30 years old, were sitting on the sofa in the lobby—definitely not our type. I said, "Find him the youngest!" The old man scurried off, but immediately returned: "What about you? Aren't you going to find one too?" I thought of Baihu Mei, wondering if she was there, so I casually asked, "Has Xiaoxue (Baihu Mei's stage name) come back?" The old man said, "I'll go check for you!" About five or six minutes later, the old man returned with two young girls. I immediately spotted Baihu Mei—damn! She was wearing a white dress, making her look like a well-behaved junior going to evening self-study, only her makeup was a bit too slick. She recognized me and walked straight up to me to talk. When I looked at the girl I'd found for D, she had a very youthful face and heavy makeup, but her flat chest betrayed her age, and she seemed to know Xiaoxue, the "White Tiger Girl." So D and I each took one upstairs. I only found out about his situation after we went out. Let me start with mine: Xiaoxue put her arm around my neck and asked, "You haven't contacted me since, have you?" I said, "Yeah, busy..." "Bullshit, you always contact my sister (the one with the yellow hair)!" She pretended to be angry, but her northern accent made it hard to believe she was being coquettish. I could only say, "I came to see you, so why didn't you use a condom?" I had no intention of being intimate with her; I got straight to the point. She didn't object, and lifted the hem of her skirt—holy crap! She wasn't wearing any underwear! She lay down on the bed: "Come on, big dick." "Why don't you take it off? I'm not used to this!" I already didn't like the girls here only lifting their tops, and now she wasn't even taking off her skirt, so of course I had to protest. She said, "So fast? I'm afraid of room checks." To my dismay, my little brother, seeing her bald, tender vulva, was already tented up. Looks like my libido is really strong today. I'll just have to go along with it! She got up and helped me unbuckle my belt. I was a little impatient too, and quickly stripped myself off—even my shirt. I lay on top of her, my little brother slowly pushing into her vagina, feeling it was quite tight. She probably sensed it too, and said, "You're lucky, I only got back this afternoon, haven't done it all this time, tight, right?" Although it was a northern accent, coming from the mouth of such a flat-chested, youthful-looking girl, it sounded rather lewd! I won't go into the details, but it all happened in a flash (that might sound inappropriate, as it makes me sound like I have premature ejaculation). About six or seven minutes later, I ejaculated a torrent of semen into her tight vagina. She knelt down, and I saw the semen flowing out. Suddenly, a very cliché line came to mind: "Child, it's not that your father doesn't want you..." She took a piece of paper, wiped herself casually, and asked, "Was that good?" Actually, because it had gone by so quickly, I hadn't had a chance to fully appreciate her body. I felt a little unsatisfied, but I still nodded. She said, "How about a little tip?" Her words instantly ruined my mood and my initial impression of her! I'd seen her twice before. Aside from not being very good at moaning or pleasing men, she was pretty good. But today, she suddenly asked me for a tip. Did she think she could take advantage of me now that we were familiar? I asked, "Why should I give you a tip? We all give the money to the boss downstairs." She pouted and said, "Because I'm young." She didn't look cute at all! I thought to myself. "The one who came in with me always gets a tip, I've never asked you! We all get our money from the boss here, we don't have much!" she continued. "What's the name of the one with you?" I asked. She said, "She's in my class, her name is Xiaomin." I was shocked! Those who read my "Summary of Locations for 30, 60, and 120 Yuan" might remember that I exposed a prostitute on Shimen Road at the end of the article who liked to ask for tips and provided poor service—it was Xiaomin, from Sanlian School! (Due to the limited content and length of the post at the time, I didn't elaborate further.) Another friend of mine had already suffered at her hands, and I was already secretly sweating for my friend D, who was new to the world of prostitution. So, I lost interest in chatting with the woman and just said perfunctorily, "I didn't bring any change this time, maybe next time, okay?" Then I quickly got dressed and went downstairs. Seeing D smoking silently downstairs, I already guessed what had happened. Without saying a word, I paid and left. Walking along the road in the convention center, he finally couldn't contain his anger and told me what had happened: as soon as he entered, that little bitch named Xiaomin hugged him, pretending to be very affectionate, but he clearly felt that one of her hands was already on the back pocket of his pants. The bitch asked, "How much money did you bring today? Let me see..." Before D could speak, she pulled out 60 yuan in change from his pocket, her eyes gleaming. "Ah, can you give me this as a tip?" D was immediately put on the defensive, but not forgetting his camera, he said, "Sure, but let me take a couple of pictures of you later." The bitch quickly pocketed the money, saying, "Okay, I'll take the pictures after I'm done." D had never seen such a shameless bitch before, so he had no choice but to agree, but he was very unhappy, so his penis didn't get hard immediately. The bitch urged, "Is it okay? You can do whatever you want, I'm leaving when it's time!" D had to adjust his mindset, letting his penis slowly regain sensation, finally reaching a semi-erect state before inserting it. Perhaps because he hadn't been with a woman for a long time, he ejaculated within minutes. Seeing that he had ejaculated, the bitch immediately pulled out his penis and went to put on her clothes. D panicked and stammered, "Uh...didn't you say you'd take my picture?" The bitch said, "Our boss said we can't let people take pictures." D said, "What do you mean? You just promised me, I even gave you the tip, and now you won't let me take the picture? Is this really necessary?" The bitch said, "Fine, I'll take the picture, but turn off the lights." D thought, well, there's a flash, I can still take the picture even with the lights off. Unexpectedly, the bitch said, "Still no, I can't take your clothes off for you to take pictures, you look like a policeman!" D was both amused and exasperated, saying, "How am I a policeman? I'll just take a picture of your private parts, even if I am a policeman, it's fine!" But the bitch absolutely refused to be photographed and crawled under the covers. D thought she was pulling her away, but she screamed. Even the refined man, D, got angry: "You motherfucker, you've made me angry! Let me take your picture, I'll come back to you next time I'm in a good mood, otherwise I'll make you suffer!" In his anger, he didn't care about his words. What could he possibly do to make her suffer? Unexpectedly, this little bitch wasn't afraid at all: "What can you do? You probably don't know how someone died last time, do you?" D had heard me mention the murder of a client, and he never expected her to use that to shut him up. He was speechless for a moment, watching her get dressed and go downstairs. After hearing this, I felt utterly humiliated! I never expected the battle...After nearly five years in the business (referring to myself), I've been completely outmaneuvered by a little bitch! That "White Tiger Girl" named Xiaoxue, who used to be a lady with some professional ethics, must have been influenced by this little bitch Xiaomin to become like this, always talking about tips. I won't go to her again. But, I can't think of a good way to deal with that bitch Xiaomin right now. I only remember that she came from the "Prince Hotel," and her name is Xiaomin. I'm telling you all here to get your attention. As for revenge, it's never too late. I'll find a way to deal with her. I also hope you guys can give us some ideas. By the way, neither of these two bitches comes out for the whole night, so it won't be easy to get her in other places. Seeing how extremely depressed D looked, I knew that what just happened might have left an indelible shadow on his prostitution career. Yes, his prostitution career had just begun (as far as I know, it had just begun), and he encountered such a bitch. It really makes one lose faith in prostitution. I had to find a way to make amends, so I said, "Okay, don't be angry anymore. There's a great place with excellent service; I'll treat you to some relaxation!" The place I was referring to was Tongxin Leisure on Datong Road. I'd been there three times between the end of last year and the beginning of this year. The last time I went, the female owner said she was moving in April and left me a business card. After the move, I never went back. I went to Tongxin again for comfort. Last time, after being scammed on Jixi Road, I received compensation at Tongxin, and I hoped this time it would make D feel better. I took a taxi from the Economic Development Zone to Datong Road, which cost over 20 yuan. The whole way, I cursed Xiaomin, that son of a bitch, for making me exceed my budget! Tongxin Leisure costs 110 yuan per person. Each of the three times I went, I felt reluctant to spend the money when I went in, but felt it was worth it when I left. The new Tongxin location is on the eastern section of Datong Road, opposite Datong Road Elementary School, next to a 24-hour billiards room called something like "Tianwaitian." Upon entering, it felt much more spacious than before. There was only one reception desk on the first floor, with the male owner answering the phone. The lighting was bright yet soft. The bathing area was on the second floor, with a different layout than before. Previously, both the reception and bathing areas were on the first floor, making the already cramped space feel very crowded. After changing shoes and going upstairs, a male attendant greeted me, pointing to the door on the left: "The bathing area is this way." It felt different again; there were even "bath attendants." The lockers for clothes were similar to those in large bathhouses, using card keys, but much larger, with about 50 lockers. The large soaking tub was twice the size of before, and there were eight showerheads (compared to two before). Perhaps noticing my wandering gaze, the male attendant asked, "It's quite different since you moved, isn't it?" "Yes," I said, "the environment is much better!" Leaving aside the bathing and showering, upon entering the rest area, I saw about a dozen women sitting on beds in the front row. I thought I was going to choose one, but the female owner stopped me, saying to look from the back and not to go too far forward. I was curious, and later asked the hostess in the room. I learned that this was to prevent some of the more popular hostesses from taking away customers, leaving the new hostesses without any clients. But I felt this was worse than before. Previously, the main hall was for guests to rest, while the smaller halls were where guests could choose. Now, they were quite far apart, and the lighting was dim, making it difficult to see clearly. Nevertheless, I quickly spotted number 17 and recommended her to my friend D. I randomly selected another hostess and went into a private room. The room was brand new, but stuffy and poorly ventilated, so I turned on the exhaust fan. The hostess came in, and I finally got a clear look at her. She wasn't particularly pretty, her breasts were small, her face was unfamiliar, and she looked young—probably a newcomer after the new establishment opened. Seeing that I had turned on the exhaust fan, she knew I was uncomfortable and turned on the air conditioning. Since we weren't familiar with each other, and she didn't seem to be an experienced hostess, we didn't talk much at first. She started taking off her clothes; her skin looked smooth, but not fair. I asked her what number she was, and she said number 6. After she took off her own clothes, she helped me take off my bathrobe and asked, "Want to blow on me for a while?" I then realized she hadn't poured any water in. The traditional blowjob here is similar to "ice and fire," where a cup of cold water and a cup of hot water are alternately held in the mouth while the customer blows. Since she was a newcomer, I didn't mind too much. As usual, she started licking my nipples. This is my sensitive area, and even though I had just ejaculated an hour ago, my penis quickly became erect again. She licked my nipples for about two minutes, while I touched hers as well. Her breasts were indeed quite small; I couldn't grab them, only squeeze them. She licked them while making soft moans, which were clearly unskilled and not particularly seductive. From my nipples down, it felt like a "wandering" motion; her tongue moved in a "Z" shape until it reached my penis. But she didn't immediately take it in; instead, she spread my legs and licked between them. To get the maximum pleasure, I spread my legs as wide as possible, leaving her nowhere to kneel, so she had to sit on my left leg. Her legs were very sensitive; I could clearly feel her labia and the sparse pubic hair pressed against my thighs, a strange, slightly itchy sensation. She carefully licked between my legs and the outside of my scrotum, her tongue finally forming an inverted "V" shape before taking my scrotum into her mouth. Finally, she focused on my penis. Having already ejaculated once, I wasn't as aroused, so I deliberately didn't call for her to stop, letting her continue. She was quite honest and really kept giving me blowjobs. At that moment, I heard moaning coming from the next room, D. I recognized the deliberately suppressed, not overly lewd moaning from number 17; I'd been with her twice before, and her service was excellent, no doubt about it. I figured it was about time, so I said, "Come sit on top!" I noticed her labia weren't the dark black I disliked, so I didn't wear a condom. In places like this, you should wash immediately afterward; not wearing a condom is worth trying. I felt my penis was extremely swollen, but when she sat on top of me, she couldn't penetrate all the way in because her vagina was still quite tight. She slowly swallowed my penis, eventually inserting it completely, and started moving. I, on the other hand, enjoyed the lazy treatment, watching her vigorously move up and down on my stomach. I felt that the girls here at Tongxin were quite professional, unlike some places where sitting on top can make you feel like your liver is about to burst. After less than 5 minutes, she was panting and pleaded, "Come on top." I grabbed her, rolled over, and pinned her down, starting to thrust. Because the interval between ejaculations was short, this time I came very slowly. When I came, I asked her how long we had lasted, and she said 32 minutes, almost the end of the hour (an hour here is 40 minutes). When I came out, I saw D in the lobby, smiling and smoking, looking very satisfied. I knew I had done a good deed. So we went downstairs to shower, paid 220, and left. It was already 11:30 PM, and Datong Road was still bustling with activity. Barbecue stalls and restaurants interspersed with hair salons made the otherwise ordinary roadway seem somewhat charming. Wow! It seems the sex industry really is a sunrise industry!It wasn't much, but it had card-operated lockers, and it was much larger, with about 50 lockers. The large bathtub was twice the size of the old one, and there were eight shower faucets (up from two before). Perhaps noticing my lingering gaze, the male staff member asked, "It's quite different since you moved here, isn't it?" "Yes," I said, "the environment is much better!" Leaving aside the bathing and showering, I entered the lounge area and saw about a dozen girls sitting on beds in the front row. I thought I was going to go to the front to choose, but the female owner stopped me, saying to look from the back and not to go too far forward. I was curious, and later I asked a girl in the room and learned that this was to prevent some of the top-tier girls from taking away customers, leaving the new girls without any clients. But I felt that this was actually worse than before. Before, the main hall was for guests to rest, and the smaller halls were where guests could go in and choose. Now, they were quite far apart, and the lighting was dim, making it difficult to see clearly. Nevertheless, I quickly spotted number 17 and recommended her to my friend D, while I randomly picked one and went into a private room. The private room was also brand new, but it wasn't well-ventilated and felt stuffy, so I turned on the exhaust fan. The woman came in, and I finally got a clear look at her. She wasn't very pretty, her breasts were small, her face was unfamiliar, and she looked young—probably a newcomer after the shop opened. Seeing that I had turned on the exhaust fan, she knew I was feeling stuffy and turned on the air conditioning. Since we weren't familiar with each other, and she didn't seem to be an expert, we didn't talk much at first. She started taking off her clothes; her skin was smooth, but not fair. I asked her what number she was, and she said number 6. After taking off her own clothes, she helped me take off my bathrobe and asked, "Want to blow on me for a while?" I then realized she hadn't brought in any water. Their traditional blowjob service was similar to "ice and fire," where they alternately held a cup of cold water and a cup of hot water in their mouths while blowing on the customer. Since she was new, I didn't mind too much. As usual, she started licking my nipples. This was my sensitive area, and even though I had just ejaculated an hour earlier, my penis quickly became erect again. She licked my nipples for about two minutes, while I also touched hers. Her breasts were indeed quite small; I couldn't grab them, I could only pinch them. As she licked, she let out soft moans, the sounds clearly clumsy and not particularly seductive. Her tongue roamed down from my nipples in a "Z" shape, finally reaching my penis. But instead of immediately taking it in, she spread my legs and licked between them. To get the best pleasure, I spread my legs wide, leaving her no place to kneel, so she sat on my left leg. Legs are very sensitive; I could clearly feel her labia and the sparse pubic hair against my thigh, a strange, slightly itchy sensation. She carefully licked between my legs and the outside of my scrotum, her tongue finally forming an inverted "V" shape before taking my scrotum into her mouth. Finally, she focused on my penis. Having already ejaculated once, I wasn't as aroused, so I deliberately didn't tell her to stop, letting her continue. She was quite honest and kept giving me oral sex. Just then, I heard moaning coming from the next room, D. I recognized the moaning from number 17 – a deliberately suppressed, not overly lewd sound. I'd been there twice before; her service was excellent, no doubt about it. I figured it was about time, so I said, "Come sit on top!" I noticed her labia weren't the dark black I disliked, so I didn't wear a condom. In places like this, you wash immediately afterward, so going without a condom is worth a try. I felt my penis was extremely engorged, but when she sat on top, I couldn't thrust all the way in because her vagina was quite tight. She slowly took my penis in, finally filling it completely, and started moving. I enjoyed the lazy treatment, watching her vigorously move against my stomach. The girls at Tongxin seemed quite professional, unlike some places where sitting on top can be unbearable. Less than five minutes later, she was panting, pleading, "Come on top." I grabbed her, rolled over, and pinned her beneath me, beginning my thrusts. Because the intervals between ejaculations were short, I came out very slowly this time. When I finished, I asked her how long we'd been at it, and she said 32 minutes, almost the end of the hour (an hour here is 40 minutes). When I came out, I saw D in the lobby, smiling and smoking, looking very satisfied. I knew I'd done something good. So we went downstairs to shower, paid 220, and left. It was already 11:30, and the main street was still bustling with activity. Barbecues, restaurants, and hair salons mixed together made the otherwise ordinary street seem somewhat charming. Sigh! It seems the sex industry really is a sunrise industry!It wasn't much, but it had card-operated lockers, and it was much larger, with about 50 lockers. The large bathtub was twice the size of the old one, and there were eight shower faucets (up from two before). Perhaps noticing my lingering gaze, the male staff member asked, "It's quite different since you moved here, isn't it?" "Yes," I said, "the environment is much better!" Leaving aside the bathing and showering, I entered the lounge area and saw about a dozen girls sitting on beds in the front row. I thought I was going to go to the front to choose, but the female owner stopped me, saying to look from the back and not to go too far forward. I was curious, and later I asked a girl in the room and learned that this was to prevent some of the top-tier girls from taking away customers, leaving the new girls without any clients. But I felt that this was actually worse than before. Before, the main hall was for guests to rest, and the smaller halls were where guests could go in and choose. Now, they were quite far apart, and the lighting was dim, making it difficult to see clearly. Nevertheless, I quickly spotted number 17 and recommended her to my friend D, while I randomly picked one and went into a private room. The private room was also brand new, but it wasn't well-ventilated and felt stuffy, so I turned on the exhaust fan. The woman came in, and I finally got a clear look at her. She wasn't very pretty, her breasts were small, her face was unfamiliar, and she looked young—probably a newcomer after the shop opened. Seeing that I had turned on the exhaust fan, she knew I was feeling stuffy and turned on the air conditioning. Since we weren't familiar with each other, and she didn't seem to be an expert, we didn't talk much at first. She started taking off her clothes; her skin was smooth, but not fair. I asked her what number she was, and she said number 6. After taking off her own clothes, she helped me take off my bathrobe and asked, "Want to blow on me for a while?" I then realized she hadn't brought in any water. Their traditional blowjob service was similar to "ice and fire," where they alternately held a cup of cold water and a cup of hot water in their mouths while blowing on the customer. Since she was new, I didn't mind too much. As usual, she started licking my nipples. This was my sensitive area, and even though I had just ejaculated an hour earlier, my penis quickly became erect again. She licked my nipples for about two minutes, while I also touched hers. Her breasts were indeed quite small; I couldn't grab them, I could only pinch them. As she licked, she let out soft moans, the sounds clearly clumsy and not particularly seductive. Her tongue roamed down from my nipples in a "Z" shape, finally reaching my penis. But instead of immediately taking it in, she spread my legs and licked between them. To get the best pleasure, I spread my legs wide, leaving her no place to kneel, so she sat on my left leg. Legs are very sensitive; I could clearly feel her labia and the sparse pubic hair against my thigh, a strange, slightly itchy sensation. She carefully licked between my legs and the outside of my scrotum, her tongue finally forming an inverted "V" shape before taking my scrotum into her mouth. Finally, she focused on my penis. Having already ejaculated once, I wasn't as aroused, so I deliberately didn't tell her to stop, letting her continue. She was quite honest and kept giving me oral sex. Just then, I heard moaning coming from the next room, D. I recognized the moaning from number 17 – a deliberately suppressed, not overly lewd sound. I'd been there twice before; her service was excellent, no doubt about it. I figured it was about time, so I said, "Come sit on top!" I noticed her labia weren't the dark black I disliked, so I didn't wear a condom. In places like this, you wash immediately afterward, so going without a condom is worth a try. I felt my penis was extremely engorged, but when she sat on top, I couldn't thrust all the way in because her vagina was quite tight. She slowly took my penis in, finally filling it completely, and started moving. I enjoyed the lazy treatment, watching her vigorously move against my stomach. The girls at Tongxin seemed quite professional, unlike some places where sitting on top can be unbearable. Less than five minutes later, she was panting, pleading, "Come on top." I grabbed her, rolled over, and pinned her beneath me, beginning my thrusts. Because the intervals between ejaculations were short, I came out very slowly this time. When I finished, I asked her how long we'd been at it, and she said 32 minutes, almost the end of the hour (an hour here is 40 minutes). When I came out, I saw D in the lobby, smiling and smoking, looking very satisfied. I knew I'd done something good. So we went downstairs to shower, paid 220, and left. It was already 11:30, and the main street was still bustling with activity. Barbecues, restaurants, and hair salons mixed together made the otherwise ordinary street seem somewhat charming. Sigh! It seems the sex industry really is a sunrise industry!

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