My Story with the Female Worker

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My Story with the Female Factory Worker (

Published on December 13, 2007 by Spring in the Courtyard):

"Silently I climb the western tower alone, the moon like a hook. Lonely paulownia trees, deep courtyard locks in the clear autumn. Unbreakable, tangled, is the sorrow of parting, a unique taste in my heart."

The Mid-Autumn Festival is one of the three major Chinese festivals, and also a day of melancholy. "Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, her heart yearning for the blue sea and sky every night." Chang'e in the Moon Palace, doesn't she also miss everything in the mortal world?

A gust of wind blew, and a yellowed page fell from an old notebook, a little story about me and Xiaomei. I met Xiaomei on Yahoo! Dating. She was about twenty-seven years old at the time, lived near the Kaohsiung Cultural Center, and worked as a field worker at a listed company, working two days on and two days off. Her dating profile had selfies; she was of average beauty, not enough to arouse any desire to pursue, but worth investing a moment in interacting with.
Because I was naturally impatient and too lazy to be roundabout, I asked for her MSN in my first message to test the waters. The biggest drawback of this approach is that it won't appeal to certain groups. Its advantage is its simplicity, directness, and clarity; it performs an initial screening, rejecting those with high difficulty and low probability, to avoid regret later.

In a utilitarian society, unless the other person is your ideal partner, worth the genuine effort and even if it fails, the return on investment should be weighed, and the optimal decision should be chosen over an ideal one. Imagine a girl who can't get an MSN from the start; she'll inevitably encounter more obstacles later. It's like participating in a variety show; if the questions are too abstract and difficult, she should give up immediately.

That said, sometimes luck is on your side. Some feelings are hard to quantify, but if you eventually find your soulmate, it's still worth the effort. Effort doesn't guarantee success, but without effort, success is almost impossible.

As soon as she replied and gave me her MSN account, I immediately added her to my MSN contact list. One day, I logged into a new MSN account—it was Xiaomei. While chatting, I browsed her profile, using her diary entries and conversations to cross-examine and analyze her statements. I subtly guided her to reveal that she was a hedonist with significant potential.

At the time, Xiaomei was single, with a casual sexual partner, though not yet confirmed as a boyfriend. Including this one, she had dated three men—not many, considering she had previously dated a married man, which greatly increased her chances of success.
Sometimes, entering the scene when someone is about to leave single life can be a good opportunity. Women are often indecisive, comparing options, which creates a chance to exploit them. Just like some men who party excessively before leaving single life, making one day feel like three.
After a heart-to-heart talk, I invited Xiaomei to dinner online, and she accepted.

There are many restless men in this world, and many women are just as restless. However, under the shackles of morality, women face more restrictions, and many dare not easily break through the barriers of the old society. But based on my observation, the rise of modern female consciousness and the increasing willingness of women to explore the unknown are good signs!

After work, I rushed to the Kaohsiung Cultural Center to meet Xiaomei at the Sanhuang Sanjia restaurant behind the center. While I was calling Xiaomei to confirm her location, a short-haired, curly-haired girl parked her scooter and turned around. While she wasn't quite as captivating as Chen Yuanyuan, her smile was enough to bring us together across the vast ocean of time, a connection made even though we were worlds apart.

The Buddha said: "Five hundred glances in a past life are exchanged for a mere brush in this life." And for me to have dinner with her today, that must mean at least five thousand glances! I don't understand!

At first glance, the photos on dating websites, due to their angled design, do indeed make people look more attractive than they actually are. Xiao Mei had told me beforehand that the photos looked better than she did in person, and she was right; she seems to be an honest child. However, Xiao Mei herself isn't bad-looking either, as mentioned before, she's of average appearance. I'm always impartial in my reviews, recommending people regardless of their connections or qualifications. I've always dreamed of meeting Snow White, and although my dream hasn't been fulfilled yet, at least I'm striving upwards, not sinking into despair.

Xiao Mei is about 166 cm tall and weighs about 52 kg. While her frame isn't particularly slender, in my eyes, she has a standard figure. Xiao Mei has a great advantage: she's health-conscious and loves sports. She goes to the swimming pool almost every week. Even though she's wearing clothes, you can still feel her physique—it's as robust as a European or American swimsuit model.

Because Xiao Mei was wearing well-fitting jeans and a top, showing off her curves, long, shapely legs, and firm, perky buttocks, my subconscious was almost in sync with hers, imagining how difficult it would be to pull off such well-fitting jeans from her full, round bottom.

When Xiaomei approached me, we exchanged a few brief words of small talk before sitting down inside. We discussed seemingly unrelated everyday matters, but from her charming smile and captivating eyes, I sensed her attraction to me.

After the meal, I suggested, "How about a walk?" Xiaomei readily agreed. We strolled side-by-side to the cultural center, and Xiaomei subtly touched my hand—oh no! It's said that pursuing a woman is like climbing a mountain, while pursuing a man is like piercing a thin veil.
We found a corner to sit and chat, but the topic suddenly shifted. I, acting as a mediator, first adopted a strategy of feigned weakness, holding Xiaomei's soft hand and pleading my case, recounting my long-term single status, the hardships of months spent alone, and the sleepless nights I endured. I wondered what Xiaomei's solution was; now I had to press my advantage.

Some girls, in certain situations, have a weaker sense of morality, and missing the opportunity can lead to failure. It's crucial to find an excuse that the girl can accept. Of course! If the man is in love but the woman is not, even extraordinary abilities will be ineffective; but if the woman's heart wavers, then it's time to add fuel to the fire and win her over in one fell swoop.

Xiao Mei felt that sending her to the bridal chamber so soon after their first meeting was inappropriate, so I changed my tune and found an excuse to persuade her, continuing to say to her, "I keep my word and will never violate you, but could you please use what you can to get me out of this predicament?" Sigh... I was very straightforward before, not so flowery, and Xiao Mei, half-heartedly, readily agreed.

After putting Xiao Mei's guard down, I went to the Spring Inn in Kaohsiung City, as directed by her. Actually, I know Kaohsiung very well, but Xiao Mei seemed afraid I would take the wrong route, so she took the lead the whole way, acting like a different person, proactive and eager.

After paying the berth fee, the two went to the room. I filled the bathtub first, then pulled Xiaomei to the bed. During our kiss, I took the opportunity to remove her clothes, finally letting her down. Removing her clothes was relatively easy, especially since Xiaomei was wearing well-fitting jeans, making it quite fun.

Soon, they were completely naked. Xiaomei's figure was exceptionally good. Although her frame wasn't slender, she was tall enough and had no excess fat. Her breasts were exposed, a small C cup. With her good looks, Xiaomei's figure was truly remarkable, a perfect synergy, resulting in a very high C/P ratio.

After a passionate night in bed, the bathtub was full. Like lovebirds, they bathed together, oblivious to whether tomorrow would be the end of the world. They frolicked in the slippery tub for a while. Wrapped in a towel, I returned to bed for a short rest. With my vigorous stimulation, Xiao Mei, guided by my younger brother, kept her promise, swallowing and releasing her desires. I responded in a daze, recalling a former star third baseman from the Wei Chuan Dragons named Guo Jianlin, nicknamed "Human Vacuum Cleaner"—I wondered where he was now?

Xiao Mei didn't possess any advanced techniques; deep throat or butterfly vibrating were obviously beyond my comprehension. But that didn't matter; purity was an irreplaceable skill. Xiao Mei's captivatingly shy appearance, her cheeks flushed like the sunset, gave me an air of supreme confidence.

Under Xiao Mei's sincere calls, we enjoyed a feast for the soul. Almost her entire body was exquisite: a smooth abdomen and shoulders, full, rounded hips and firm, long legs—truly breathtaking, making my soul sway, unwilling to miss a single inch. Finally, with Xiao Mei drenched in fragrant sweat, the encounter ended.

Later, I sent Xiaomei back to the cultural center. After that, I didn't deliberately try to show her any concern. I managed to meet her a second time, but not a third time. Perhaps her relationship with her boyfriend had stabilized, or maybe she didn't like my attitude towards her.

The so-called "rule of three" states that developing a customer requires three times the effort or cost of retaining one. With enough effort, relationships can last. But I always live in the present. I can't force myself to do what I don't want to do today. And when I want to do what I want to do tomorrow, I've already messed it up by today's actions. Hindsight is 20/20, and there's no going back.

Most women in this world, if they have feelings for me, have a good chance of exploiting my weaknesses to break down my defenses; it's just a matter of whether it's worth the time. As for men who aren't on the same wavelength, unless you're head over heels in love, it's a waste of time and effort; it's better to keep your distance.

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