Girls! Why is it all the same when I sleep with them?

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I'm not a naive man! But I used to be! After my woman betrayed me, I had affairs with many women: engineers, government officials, college students, dancers, and teachers. Among them were three female college students. I was infatuated with all three, and they taught me a lot. So I'm writing this to share with everyone!

A's story:

When I met A, she was just 20 years old. She wasn't particularly beautiful, looking like a well-developed 16 or 17-year-old girl, a sophomore in college, very innocent.

I never dreamed that this adorable young girl would gradually seduce me, until we ended up in bed.

I met her on QQ. During a search, I saw a girl with the screen name "Nalan Rongruo." I thought this girl must be nice, at least somewhat cultured, so I added her. She studied engineering at a university in the city, but she loved literature. We got along very well, and after a few chats, we became quite familiar, but our conversations still revolved around literature and school life. It was a Sunday morning. We chatted for a while, then I got hungry and said I had to eat. We said goodbye, and after that, she sent me a message saying she was happy to chat with me. Without thinking, I suggested we eat together. She quickly replied, "Okay," and we arranged to meet at a place somewhere in between.

"How did I know it was you? Hehe." "I'm wearing a white short-sleeved t-shirt and pink pants. What about you?" "Black-gray t-shirt, beige pants, glasses, 1.85 meters tall." "1.65 meters tall, no glasses." "Haha, short hair." "Hahahaha, long hair - ponytail." "You're still better than me, I'm impressed." "Haha, I'll be impressed when we meet." "Okay, I'll be impressed when we meet." When I arrived at the agreed-upon location and got off the bus, I immediately recognized the girl five meters away as her. Sure enough, she walked over, a little shy. Wow, what an innocent girl! She was slender, with a small frame, but a full bust, and long, squinty eyes. She wasn't conventionally beautiful, but very cute, like the famous TV host Wang Xuechun when she first debuted.

Her voice was soft, almost childlike, as if she were very cautious. She didn't talk much. I led her into a seafood restaurant next door.

"What do you want to eat?" "Anything is fine." "Don't be shy. The university cafeteria isn't good, so we're taking advantage of you today, haha. Order whatever you like, don't worry about the price." "Really, anything is fine, I'm not picky." Her voice was still very soft. I ordered live shrimp, steamed mandarin fish, and vegetables. I could tell she really liked shrimp, but she wasn't very good at peeling them, so I started peeling them for her. Soon her small bowl was full. She seemed a little embarrassed, but after my repeated encouragement, she ate half a pound of shrimp that day.

Our conversation that day mainly focused on postgraduate entrance exams and her experiences after graduation. She listened very attentively, which made me feel very satisfied. She had a lecture in the afternoon, so we parted ways after lunch. Since there was no direct bus, I called her a taxi and slipped her 50 yuan before she got in. She refused, but I said, "Students don't have spare money for taxis. Consider it a loan, pay me back when you have a job." She accepted it and asked, "Can I see you again?" I was a little surprised by her question, but simply said, "Of course!" That was the end of our first meeting.

That day, I gave her my phone number, and she gave me her dorm number.

A few days later, I called her dorm at night, but she wasn't there; it was already 11 pm. The next few days were the same. I felt she wasn't as simple as she seemed. About six months later, I didn't contact her again. Just when I had almost forgotten about her, I suddenly received a call from her.

I was at work at the time. She said she had lost my phone number but found it in her QQ history and had actually been trying to contact me. She said she needed my advice. We arranged to meet at Shangdao Coffee that evening.

Six months have passed, and she remains as innocent as ever. She wore jeans, a white chunky knit sweater, and a denim trench coat, looking rather thin for winter. The clothes were clearly cheap, but they suited her well, highlighting her pure and lovely appearance.

This time, she talked to me a lot, mainly asking how to find part-time work; she needed a phone number.

Her parents were getting a divorce. Her father worked in another city and had a strained relationship with her mother, who was in poor health. She used to work odd jobs on the street, but recently stopped due to her health, and her father hardly ever gave the family money. She had been estranged from her father since childhood. She said what she feared most now was her mother asking how much money she needed every time school started. The tuition was three thousand yuan a year, while her living expenses were about four or five hundred yuan a month. She always lied about the amount because she knew her mother couldn't possibly afford that much.

She tutored, sometimes up to three jobs, but the income was too low, a maximum of four hundred yuan a month, and it interfered with her studies. Her grades were dropping, and she couldn't get scholarships, so she was exhausted and conflicted. She asked me if I could help her find a relatively stable job with a decent income, even just 1,000 yuan, so she could earn enough to cover her tuition and living expenses. I asked if she could draw diagrams, because I work in industry, and my company sometimes needs people to draw part diagrams, but she's only a sophomore and doesn't know how. I suggested she ask the school for help, but she refused, saying that even rural students couldn't get loans, let alone urban students.

That day, I kept trying to find solutions for her, only to reject them all. Finally, she asked if I knew anyone at nightclubs, saying she wanted to work as a hostess, just singing and chatting. I got angry and scolded her loudly, and she blushed. I said I could help her a little, but I couldn't afford to cover everything. She refused, saying she didn't want to burden me or owe me a favor. When we parted that day, I offered her 500 yuan, but she firmly refused. However, she promised me she wouldn't work in that kind of place for the time being.

After that night, I kept thinking about her, afraid she might go astray. She still stayed out of the dorm very late. I felt she wasn't as simple as she seemed, but I couldn't find any flaws in her words or actions.

I'm very worried!

See you this time

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