Sexual life of an ordinary man

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A Real, Ordinary Man's Sexual Experiences

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I am a very ordinary man, with an ordinary appearance, an ordinary job, an ordinary income, and the same personality as most men: lustful, but lacking the courage. Married, I live a mundane life. Based on my understanding of life, having lustful thoughts but lacking the courage is unlikely. It's not because of taste, but simply because I have no money or power. Don't you agree?

After my wife became pregnant, to save money on baby formula, I decided not to go home for lunch. This would save on gas and utilities, the only downside being the terrible food at the company cafeteria. One day at noon, my colleague Lao Zhang, who sat at the desk next to mine, suddenly leaned over and said mysteriously, "Xiao Wang! Haven't been with your wife in a while, must be tired? How about I take you to get some fun?"

(After a few rounds of conversation, I gradually relaxed. When her hand touched my lower body, I already felt a bit hard. Then she poured some oil on my buttocks, and at this point, I really wanted her hand to caress my buttocks. The moment her slippery hand touched my buttocks, it felt really great.
"No, no," I firmly refused. Actually, I wanted to go, but firstly, I didn't have much money, and secondly, I decided that hiring a prostitute would be dirty.

"It's just a steam massage, to relax, relax. Nothing else, don't worry about your wife finding out." Lao Zhang seemed to see through my thoughts: "Come on! Come on! It's my treat.")

"Okay!" I nodded sheepishly.

After arriving at a shop called Leisure Pavilion, we went in, took a shower, and then sat quietly in the lobby waiting for the staff to make arrangements. Upon entering, I saw a large sign outside that read: Thai style 9 yuan before 6 PM, Chinese style 9 yuan. I thought to myself, "It shouldn't be that expensive, but Lao Zhang said he'd treat me."

"Xiao Wang, I've already called a technician for you. I'll pay later. But let me clarify, if you want to add other services, then you'll have to pay the tip yourself."

"Okay!" I nodded, still pondering what Lao Zhang had said about the service and the tip.

Not long after, a clerk came and led me to a room. He told me to sit down and that a technician would be there shortly. I sat on the only sofa in the room, hastily looking around. There was only a dim light, an air conditioner, a small bed, and a sofa—everything was so simple.

I waited anxiously for several minutes before a woman finally entered, carrying a basket that looked like a shower gel container. I glanced at her; she was fairly good-looking, perhaps because of the lighting and makeup, she even resembled Rosamund Kwan a bit. However, I was certain this woman was at least 30 years old. She wore a pink short-sleeved shirt and tight-fitting capri pants. The pants were very tight, the material thin, and the outline of her underwear was visible.
Then she poured some oil onto... She started masturbating me. Her soft hand gripped my penis, it felt so good, moving up and down, sometimes tight, sometimes slow, sometimes fast. A rush of heat surged to my head, I bit my lip, gripped the sheets, and spurted out in streams, I could feel how much I ejaculated. She used a towel to cover herself, and the large amount of semen slid down the towel and dripped onto my stomach, warm and sticky.

I really wanted to touch her butt, but I didn't know if I could. I didn't dare touch her, so I didn't dare reach out. She told me to take off my bathrobe and then lie face down on the small bed. It was the first time I'd exposed my penis to a strange woman, and I was really embarrassed. After taking off my bathrobe, I immediately lay down, feeling a little awkward.

"Relax, handsome, don't be important," she said with a smile.

"I'm not important!" I retorted.

"Look at how stretched your muscles are, and you say it's not important." It seems a skilled hand still has experience.

I wiggled my buttocks; my penis felt very uncomfortable being pressed down. She used her fingers to trace my buttocks down to my anus, and my whole body went numb. Her fingers went in a little and then out, and my penis was already starting to swell. When her other hand gently touched my scrotum, I involuntarily raised my buttocks. Firstly, to free up some space for my penis, and secondly, to want her hand to reach forward and touch my penis. She seemed to understand my meaning, gently holding my penis, stroking it, and then starting to massage my scrotum.

I was both important and aroused; actually, everyone knows the... In Hong Kong, massage is also called "massage," which usually involves the back and head; I never imagined they'd even cater to the lower body.

I was thinking how great value this massage was when she stopped and told me to turn around. My hard penis was now prominently displayed in front of her. I closed my eyes, ready to enjoy the next wave of stimulation. She didn't give me a handjob, but instead applied some oil to my chest and circled my breasts with both hands. I secretly glanced at her and noticed she wasn't looking at my chest or my penis, but only at my face. Maybe she's just used to it. I was just feeling so proud of my erect penis in front of her! Looks like I was just indulging in my own self-admiration.

"Want to do it?" Her hand suddenly reached for my penis again.

"Since it's your first time, I'll only charge you 50 yuan." She saw I didn't answer.

"No thanks." I thought about it for a moment. Actually, 50 yuan wasn't much, but she looked a bit old. I prefer younger women, haha. Besides, I guess she does it every day and I don't know if she's even clean. So I refused.

"Then want me to finish?" Her hand slowed down, and her attitude softened. It was my first time getting an oil massage, and I was really afraid she would stop like that. If I didn't give her a tip, I'd have to do it myself. Haha! Thinking about it now, it's funny.

"How much tip do you want?" I stammered a bit.

"This is on the bill."

"Hmm, hmm!" I nodded happily as soon as I heard that.

"Wow! That's a lot! How long has it been since you had sex?" She was a little surprised. She threw the soiled towel into the basket in the corner and then grabbed a tissue to wipe me.

"Alright, take a rest, you'll go take a bath later." After saying that, she picked up her basket and left.
Originally, this was what was called a "skin massage," but I later heard that the actual touching was free, and as long as you had a good relationship with the masseuse, it didn't matter how they did it, and the price was negotiable. Gradually, I realized that there was so much more to this "oil massage" than I expected.
My first experience with a sauna (all-inclusive)

was something I'd heard about from Old Zhang (who described how beautiful the masseuses were and how good their service was). But I never dared to try it, for one simple reason: I didn't have enough money. Someone like me earns a little over 2000 yuan a month. After giving my wife her allowance, I have to cover the car fuel, water, electricity, and phone bills. The remaining 300-odd yuan I have to spend on cigarettes. And since... After getting a massage with Lao Zhang, I would occasionally go out for meals and massages with him. We were practically broke by the end of the month, even a bit overspending, so I couldn't afford a full-service massage. But

fate was still kind to me. This year, the company was getting new equipment. The boss was supposed to sign the contract, but the other company's general manager was unavailable, so they only sent an assistant. The other company warmly invited the boss to dinner, but perhaps out of consideration for his reputation, feeling that going to dinner with an assistant would be beneath him, he asked me to go in his place. Before leaving, he instructed me to say that when discussing the contract details, I should wait until the boss had carefully reviewed it before making a decision. Actually, the boss already knew the product was very cheap, but the fact that the other company's manager wasn't there seemed disrespectful, which was why he was quite unhappy.
After I turned over, she began licking and sucking my back, much like my wife. Her technique was clearly skilled and profound; her nimble insertions and withdrawals circled my nipples, occasionally sucking and gently biting. Her hand tentatively touched my penis, which was half-erect and half-soft.

The assistant, Xiao Zhou, was tall and thin, wearing glasses and looking quite refined. During our conversation, I learned that Xiao Zhou was a year older than me, but because he was there to sell products, he lowered his status, constantly calling me "Big Brother," which made me a little embarrassed. The boss didn't come out to see him; he probably thought I was at least a vice president! Haha!

From the big company to the restaurant, he showered me with compliments and flattered me all the way, saying I was young and promising, handsome, and must have slept with many young girls. Soon we arrived at a rather upscale restaurant in town, glittering and gleaming; even the waitresses standing at the door were beautiful—drooling! After entering the private room, Xiao Zhou enthusiastically handed me the menu, telling me to order whatever I liked. I said anything was fine. So, he ordered about ten dishes and a bottle of foreign liquor.

When we were almost finished eating, Xiao Zhou took out the contract and started rattling off the terms of the contract. I didn't listen to him at all, focusing on enjoying the delicious food. After he finished, seeing that I was ignoring him, he immediately filled my glass, stood up, and said, "Brother, I apologize for the poor service. I'll drink this first as a sign of respect." He then downed the liquor in one gulp.

"Humble! Humble!" I nodded casually and took a small sip.

"I see you're a straightforward person, so let's settle the contract! I'll toast you again." As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Zhou drank another glass. He has a really good capacity for alcohol; I'm impressed.

"The contract issue still needs to be discussed with the boss when I get back, but I'll definitely give you a satisfactory result, okay?" I deliberately beat around the bush.

After finishing the last drop of wine, seeing that I had no intention of signing the contract, he said to me, "Brother, is there enough wine? If not, go get some more!"

"That's enough, that's enough, I really can't drink anymore," I said.

"Then if we've had enough wine, let's go have a good time." Xiao Zhou was starting to get a little drunk.

Have a good time? My first thought was bars, disco, KTV.

"It's not about drinking, you'll see when we get there, I guarantee you'll have a blast." Xiao Zhou put his arm around my shoulder and swayed as we walked out of the restaurant, hailed a taxi, and got in!

We arrived at the Paradise Hotel, the only five-star hotel in town. A spacious elevator took us to the Crystal Palace on the tenth floor. A hostess bowed and greeted us, and then a hostess led us to a room.

The luxurious decor was striking. Unlike other hotel rooms, there was a large round bed in the center, about 2 meters in diameter, with a particularly striking red bedspread. The bathroom was separated by transparent glass, allowing a clear view from the outside. The spacious bathroom was fully equipped, with everything one could need, plus a massage bed. I also noticed a large balloon in the corner. Such a high-class experience! The room, with its unique furnishings, was the first I'd ever seen in my life. It seemed this trip wasn't for nothing; I secretly rejoiced.

In less than the time it takes to smoke half a cigarette, the manager arrived with a group of sexy young women. They bowed and greeted us upon entering, each giving a brief self-introduction. After the introductions, the manager told us, "Blue is 400, red is 500, pink is 600, and the cheongsam is (00).

The most expensive is a steel-clad beauty." I glanced at the women before me; they were all quite attractive, not naturally beautiful, but at least shapely. They were all graceful and charming. (The 00s generation was relatively tall, but not necessarily the most beautiful. The 400s generation was noticeably less attractive, both in looks and figure. The 500s and 600s were roughly the same.

With so many beautiful women, it was easy to get a little tired of the sight. Beauty has no standard, but height is, which explains their categorized pricing. A row of beautiful women stood before me, their long, white legs and ample breasts a feast for the eyes. If it weren't for… Fueled by the alcohol, I actually dared to carefully inspect each one.

Before I could even choose, Xiao Zhou yelled at the manager, "Bring in some more girls, young and pretty, they have to satisfy my brother."

Xiao Zhou took a sip of tea, turned to me with a smile, and said, "Brother, we'll keep going until you're satisfied. If that's not enough, we'll find someone better." I nodded, indicating that I was listening to him.

The manager gestured, and the girls voluntarily left. Soon after, another batch arrived. The selection was basically the same as the previous batch, except that the 400-yuan girls were gone.

"These girls are the prettiest girls in town," the manager added, "and their skills are top-notch too."

"Brother, what do you think?" Xiao Zhou looked at me, his breath reeking of alcohol.
"Not bad." I didn't really know which one I wanted, so I pretended to be profound and serious, though I was actually quite eager.

"Hmm, I've got my choice," I nodded quickly, indicating my agreement with the minister's opinion. Just then, Number 36 came over, took my hand, and led me to another room.

Once inside, I really didn't know what to do, so I just stood there dumbfounded, staring lustfully at her deep cleavage. She first took off my coat and shoes, and had me sit on the large bed in the center. Then she turned on the TV and started playing music.
Accompanied by the energetic disco beat, she swayed her hips and waist, dancing. She took off her coat... She was only wearing a black bra and an alluring thong. Her figure was perfectly proportioned, with slender legs and fair, delicate skin. Especially the tiny thong, which barely covered her small breasts, with a few pubic hairs peeking out, combined with her provocative dance moves, was truly breathtaking. The legendary erotic dance was so close to me; I watched the superb performance with unwavering focus.

After a high-energy song, a slow song followed, its elegant melody captivating. She walked to the bedside, knelt down, and deftly unbuckled my belt and pulled down my trousers. I couldn't help but reach out and touch her breasts… When my pants were taken off, I could already feel the precum on my glans soaking my underwear. She somehow got a silk scarf and gently tied my hands together
, then told me this was female rape. Inexperienced, I could only let her do as she pleased. She gently pushed me down onto the bed and took off my underwear. A stiff, erect penis emerged, and after she put on a condom, she sensitively... She swiftly pulled off her thong, then nimbly climbed onto the bed, straddling my stomach with one leg and sitting on me.

I already guessed what was coming next, and my heart immediately raced. Importantly, I took a deep breath. When her hand grasped my penis, pointing it at her vagina, I froze, holding my breath, waiting for the bliss to arrive. Yet, I felt like a sinner awaiting torture. Without any rubbing, she slowly sat down, my entire penis completely enveloped, the throbbing veins on my penis pounding against her inner walls. She began to move, slowly, while emitting wanton moans.

"Ah...ah...ah...handsome guy, you're so amazing! Your cock is so big!" she cried out in a coquettish voice. It
's so fake, isn't it? No flirting, no foreplay, and after less than ten thrusts, is it really that pleasurable? Based on my common sense, someone like this (almost lying down and still alive) definitely wouldn't be that aroused or sensitive. Besides, I couldn't even feel her juices flowing out.

But I was genuinely overjoyed, panting heavily. It was the first time I'd been raped by such a handsome man, and I couldn't take it after ten thrusts. She sped up, playing with her hair, striking seductive poses.
"Ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...fuck me...ah! ah!" She cooperated when she saw I was about to ejaculate. Just like that, in less than three minutes, I surrendered, kneeling down.

After removing the condom containing countless sperm, we went to take a shower. After taking off her bra, her breasts were completely exposed before me, like two bowls, round and without any sagging, but a size smaller than I had imagined. That's the magic of bras—they can make small things bigger and big things even bigger.
After turning on the hot water, she even asked if the temperature was suitable; so thoughtful. She squeezed a lot of toothpaste onto my penis from the sink; it felt cool and refreshing.

"Why do you use toothpaste?" I asked curiously.

"It's more hygienic, it kills bacteria and viruses, and it reduces the sensitivity of the glans, allowing you to last longer," she patiently explained while diligently washing my precious member. So dedicated!

After washing me, she washed herself. I applied some shower gel to her back. "Let me help you wash, you can't reach your back." Actually, I just wanted to touch her soft, pink skin. Seeing that she didn't refuse, I naturally went further, moving my hand to her breasts. They were very elastic, the perfect size, and I couldn't put them down. The only downside was that her areolas were a bit large and not as attractive as those of adult film actresses; there was also a bump on her areola. Growing bolder, I reached down to touch her vulva. There wasn't much pubic hair on her groin, but it became smooth and hairless around her labia.

I only touched her briefly before she refused, saying she needed to wash herself to get it clean, so I gave up. When she said she was done and was about to go to the bathroom, I pointed to the bed next to me and said, "How do you play with this?" It was my first time seeing this, and I definitely wanted to experience it properly.

"You want to play on the waterbed?" she asked. Later I learned that many features had been secretly omitted. Like building a house or road, they cut corners, using as little steel and cement as possible, as long as it didn't affect the immediate appearance. They were the same; their primary focus was customer satisfaction, believing that most customers wouldn't mind after they were happy.

"Of course!" I said confidently.

She applied some shower gel, revealing her chest, and had me lie on the bed, her soft breasts roaming over my chest. It seemed difficult for her; she gripped the edge of the bed tightly, doing a push-up, trying to keep her breasts pressed against me without crushing me. After a few rounds, she was panting. Next, she rubbed her large buttocks against my groin. Because I had just ejaculated, my penis was still limp. Although the soft, slippery buttocks constantly touching the glans felt very good, I still couldn't get an erection.

Just as she was about to suck on my arm, I said, "Don't do this sucking anymore, it hurts a bit."

"Okay, happy cooperation!" He raised his glass again, seemingly determined not to give up until he achieved his goal.
"Okay!" Her reply was straightforward.

Next came the "dragon drill." She took a wet wipe and cleaned my anus inside and out, then sprayed some medicine onto my anus and began licking it with her soft tongue. "Should we use a vibrator?" she asked. "What for?" I asked,

surprised
.

"Put it in your ass," she replied.

"No need." My drunkenness subsided, and I began to sober up, regaining some rationality. Damn, aren't these devices for women? Actually, I quite underestimated these kinds of devices.

My penis, which had been starting to get hard, went limp again after this topic of vibrators came up.

She put a thin plastic bag over my foot and started licking my toes and soles. It was so itchy, not fun at all. I didn't let her lick my other foot. I told her that doing these things was meaningless and uncomfortable. She said she understood and explained that it was a standard procedure, and many customers enjoyed it. I didn't argue with her.

After sprinkling some water on my thighs, she straddled me, letting her vagina and thighs fully rub together, her front hand swinging and rubbing, like a child riding a rocking horse, rocking back and forth, humming softly.

"Ah...ah...ah...so good..." My occupational hazard kicked in again; it's for work, sigh, I know what I'm doing.

After about three minutes of playing on the rocking horse, I looked at her expression and movements and quietly smiled. She laughed awkwardly. She told me that next was blowjob and the ice and fire double orgasm. She took a wet wipe and thoroughly wiped my penis three or four times, then sprayed on some medicine before sticking out her tongue to lick the urethral opening of my glans. A thin current shot through the urethral opening into the glans, extending to the penis, and even the entire triangular area; my penis felt very energetic in a moment. Many. My penis was enveloped in warm, slippery moisture. She sucked on it, her warm lips embracing the entire glans, then circling the glans with her tongue before swallowing the whole penis.

My penis swelled considerably. She took a sip of ice water and quickly took my penis into her mouth. A wave of intensely cold sensation activated all the dormant cells in my body. (Seconds later.) She spat out the ice water and took a sip of hot water, repeating the same action, warming my penis, making it hotter and hotter, almost burning intensely. It wasn't ordinary hot water, but a liquid like chili water or strong liquor.
"I think number 36 is nice. She just arrived, only 20 years old this year, and quite pretty," the department head said, pointing to a woman in a pink dress.

After drying me off, she had me lie face down on the large bed. I assumed she was going to massage my back, giving me a chance to rest. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my back, like something was sucking at me forcefully. It turned out she was sucking my back with her mouth; this so-called "dragon sucking water" technique was really ineffective. Besides the pain, it had no other effect.
At this moment, my penis was over 90% erect. She spat out the water from her mouth, changed position, and now her buttocks and vulva were facing my face. I assumed she wanted me to lick her vulva, and we could do 69. Instead of lowering her hips, she hung her feet on the wall and raised her buttocks upwards. Inverted, she supported her entire body with the strength of her hands, her mouth still tightly holding my penis, performing a push-up while her mouth also made piston-like movements. This must be what they call a handstand!

After all, a woman's arm strength isn't very great, so for better balance and stability while hanging on the wall, her legs were spread wide, forming a large V. This made it easier for me to observe and study her cute, pink vulva. Her vulva could be considered exquisite: sparse pubic hair, a full mons pubis, smooth labia majora, and thin labia minora sandwiching a delicate slit. I couldn't resist reaching out and touching it.

"Put your feet down, this is too strenuous and dangerous!" I said. Actually, I just wanted to pull closer to her vagina so I could see it more clearly. We were already in the 69 position, the difference being that she was giving me a blowjob, but I wasn't giving her a harmonica. I brought my nose closer and smelled her vagina; it was a little fishy, but not smelly. I really wanted to lick it, but I restrained myself.

I absolutely loved the shape and color of her vagina, but I couldn't be too concerned about hygiene. Touching it once wasn't enough, so I poked her hole with my finger. Before my finger was even a third of the way in, she cried out in pain. Her vagina was dry, so I poked it again... I knew they were used to this kind of thing and didn't feel anything.

She got out of bed, and I thought she would stop there. Unexpectedly, she went to the cabinet and took out a bottle of lubricant, dripped some on her hand, and smeared it on her vulva. This action looked like masturbation, and it made my eyes almost bloodshot. She dripped some more and spread it evenly on my fingers. We continued the 69 position. With the lubricant, my finger easily entered her secret garden, and after inserting it, I used my thumb to tease her clitoris. Under the dual stimulation of her vagina and clitoris, she began to have some resistance and moan a little. But she still listened to me and sucked on my penis. (Minutes later, my penis was fully erect.)

She skillfully put a condom on me again, then straddled me, again in the lotus position. The difference was, this time my hands were free, allowing me to freely grab her firm breasts. I was confident that

after my wife became pregnant, we shouldn't have sex; according to local belief, it would seriously affect the baby's health, so I endured it. Initially, because my wife's pregnancy was a joyous occasion, I was immersed in happiness for a long time, which diminished my sexual desire. But before long, my heart began to itch; how could passionate young men like us abstain for so long? Thus began my repeated experiences of extramarital sex.
"Ah...ah...ah...so powerful, such a big cock." After I thrust into her ten times, she started moaning. Although the words were a bit fake, I could still feel her panting. After the first ejaculation, the second erection would be bigger, harder, and last longer. Lasting longer is the most important thing, especially for a teenage girl like her. However, she didn't feel it much. As long as my cock continued to thrust in and out of her vagina, it would definitely arouse her desire.

At this moment, she changed her position again, did a 10-degree turn, pulled her buttocks back a little, pressed her hands on my knees, and back... She started moving up and down in front of me. I tried my best to sit up, wrapped my arms around her small waist from behind, and then moved my hands up to grasp her breasts. After another thrust, my right hand reached down to tease her clitoris, while my left hand continued to pinch her back and kiss her neck and ears.
Her breathing became rapid, "Ah...ah...ah..." She shook wildly, her legs tightly clamping my penis, and I could feel her juices continuously seeping out. After a while, I wanted to ejaculate again, but I didn't rush to thrust. Instead, I held her still. She turned around Huo came to see me, and I kissed her cheek, suggesting we change positions and she lay down. Just like that, pausing and changing positions, the urge to ejaculate subsided considerably. This was a good way to prolong intercourse that I learned from a book, and it had been proven effective many times in practice with my wife.
She lay on the bed, her forehead covered in sweat, her breasts rising and falling with her breaths. I lifted my penis, aimed it at her opening, and thrust forward. After about ten thrusts, her breathing became erratic, and she sometimes let out a moan. I slowed down and withdrew my penis most of the way, gently... I gently stroked her face, carefully observing her adorable little face, her charming dimples, and her flushed cheeks. Her eyes were tightly closed, and she occasionally furrowed her delicate brows, sometimes licking her soft, dry lips. I knew she was completely aroused, enjoying the pleasure I was giving her.

I asked to change positions, this time using my favorite doggy style. I held her waist with both hands, thrusting my penis into her wet, hot hole, and began piston-like movements.

*Thump! Thump! Thump!* Her wet, lustful hole made continuous sounds with each thrust of my penis.

"Ah...ah...ah..." she cried out, only that sound remaining, no other words audible.

Hearing her moans, I began to thrust wildly, occasionally slapping her full, elastic buttocks.

"Ah...ah...I came, I came." Finally, a gush of semen shot out from his large penis, filling the condom. I didn't pull out immediately, lingering in that warm, mysterious flower garden. I took a deep breath, slowly pulled out, and put on the condom covered in white foam, her love juice. I lay contentedly on the bed.
After our lovemaking, I was drenched in sweat and exhausted. She walked naked into the bathroom, brought a towel, and carefully wiped the sweat from my forehead. I quietly looked at her; she smiled at me, and her gentleness made me temporarily forget her identity.
After resting for more than ten minutes, we... Once again, she meticulously helped me shower in the bathroom. After drying me off, she proactively helped me put on my underwear. Carefully buttoning each button of my shirt, I looked closely at her beautiful face again. She seemed a little shy, and I suddenly had an urge to pull her into my arms, but I didn't. I knew my limitations; my meager salary was barely enough to support her, and we wouldn't even meet once a month. Her smiles were probably only occasional.
After I was dressed, I realized that in my passion, I had forgotten about the large round ball in the corner—what a mistake! I pointed to the ball, looking at her, waiting for her response.
"Next time! Time's up. Next time we'll play with that love ball." She gave another signature apologetic smile.

As I paid, I overheard the receptionist say, "Sir, your total is 1596 yuan, thank you!"
A flash of lightning, a crow flying overhead—haha, that's 79 yuan per person. While it's worth the price, it's hard for us ordinary folks with meager incomes to afford. I didn't say a word during my

first massage
, lying on the bed breathing heavily.
I knew that such free pleasure was unlikely to come twice, and God couldn't always be so kind to me. So I secretly resolved to save money, strictly manage my wallet, hoping to save enough to savor today's happiness again.

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"No, I really can't drink anymore, I'll really get drunk!" I politely refused him.

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