mature women after drinking

Five people, two cars, we drove zigzagging along the West Third Ring Road to the south gate of the Academy of Fine Arts. Even so, it was almost 5 p.m. when we arrived.
This was a so-called urban village, a stark contrast between its filthy and chaotic environment and the surrounding towering skyscrapers. One side was heaven, the other hell.
People speaking various accents, their faces pale and sickly, struggled to survive in this city. They were at the very bottom of society, living in tiny spaces of just a few square meters without a bathroom, costing only a few hundred yuan a month. Some called them the "ant tribe," and this was their nest.
After graduating, I spent two months idly, renting a place here. Even with my parents' support, it was still a struggle. Looking at Sister Li and Meimei, their brows furrowed in worry, I understood why Song Jia had left me.
"You live here?" Meimei asked incredulously.
"Yeah, the car can't go in. If you're willing, I'll take you in," I replied awkwardly.
Song got out of the car and ran to the other side to open the car door for Li and the others, muttering, "This is nothing! I used to be so poor I couldn't afford to live here. I had to live in a vegetable garden in the suburbs. Come on, let's go see the great artist's doghouse."
Li didn't say a word and got out of the car with Song. Mei hesitated for a moment, but followed. On the other side, Dawei arrived. After finding a place to park, he excitedly came over and followed me into the deepest part of the anthill.
Densely packed shacks, garbage everywhere, filthy sewage that hadn't been drained, and dialects you could understand or not. Some people were shouting loudly, mixed with women's screams and children's cries. Two or three fat stray dogs were rummaging through the garbage, startling a few flies. Someone's old stereo was blaring Phoenix Legend's new folk songs...
Mei hid in Dawei's arms, walking with her head down. Everyone's face was filled with solemnity. This place is a completely different world compared to the extravagant Blue Rain Bar.
I walked in front, never looking back, but I could feel the burning gazes and invisible pressure on my back.
"We're here." Reaching the deepest part of the alley, I stopped in front of a weathered iron gate, took out my key, and opened it. "This is my studio, and also where I live... Come in, it's much better than outside."
Everyone followed me in. I turned on the lights, and the dim world instantly brightened.
"Wow..." Meimei was the first to exclaim.
"Holy crap..." Next came Song Ge, Lili, and Dawei, their eyes wide, speechless.
I know everyone who comes to my studio for the first time feels this way, just like I felt when I first arrived at Blue Rain. Everyone who understands art tries to make themselves stand out. Of course, many with stagnant brains interpret this distinctiveness as incompatibility; I call them pseudo-art.
A qualified artist brings beauty to the world, like Titian's paintings, where the whole world is filled with the fragrance of virgins. Outside the door is a stinking hell; inside is the paradise I've built.
Several fluorescent lights hung from the roof, ensuring the survival of the green plants I kept inside. A white fence divided the large house into several spaces.
Brazilian wood, bamboo, gardenias, and lilacs were scattered throughout the room. The empty space in the middle was my painting area; the cluttered table was piled high with everything needed for oil painting, and several easels of varying heights were stacked beside it, each holding a bound canvas with my unfinished works.
"Click..." Meimei picked up her phone and excitedly ran around, snapping photos of everything, curious about everything.
"Not bad, quite interesting," Dawei praised enthusiastically, while Song Ge looked around, seemingly bewildered. "Hey Guozi, where are your paintings?"
"They're in the back storage room. I usually pile them up there after I finish painting," I explained, leading them through the greenery towards the storage room.
"Where do you live?" Lili asked, seemingly still concerned about me.
I gave her a grateful look and pointed forward. "Uh...it's in the storeroom too. For me, a bed will suffice. You know, I don't need to distinguish between day and night here." I had sealed all the windows in my house with thick blackout curtains.
Behind a curtain made of wind chimes was my bedroom, which also served as my art storeroom. The melodious tinkling of the wind chimes reminded me of Song Jia, who had made this for me herself. I still remembered the joy and excitement she felt when she hung it on the door, and I remembered our endless lovemaking in every corner of this place.
A sense of bewilderment washed over me. From now on, we would be strangers, the most familiar strangers.
Without further hesitation, I made my choice and led everyone into the room. To the left of the door was my messy bed. A floral quilt was crumpled in one corner, unwashed underwear and socks were scattered everywhere, and there were also Song Jia's leftover lingerie—now just memories.
I hurriedly and frantically tidied up, making a little space for everyone to sit. Meimei and Sister Li sat down on the bed without ceremony. The bed groaned, clearly indicating its flimsy construction. Every time Song Jia and I were on this bed, we worried it might fall apart, so we'd use that as motivation to make love even harder. The creaking of the bed legs, along with our shouts and gasps, accompanied us through countless passionate days and nights.
Fatty and Dawei stood in front of my mountain of paintings. "Are these your paintings? When will you finish selecting them?" Song asked, puzzled.
I turned on the computer on the bedside table. "You can look at them here. I'll take pictures of each piece."
Everyone crowded behind me, browsing my work.
Still lifes, landscapes, nudes, abstract art… all kinds of subjects followed my delicate style. Each painting was like my child, each one the result of dozens of days and nights of work.
Song, seeing it was getting late, left first. Meimei and Sister Li discussed taking a few of my nude paintings to hang at Blue Rain. Dawei and I discussed the details and direction of our future cooperation.
In short, they wanted to make me famous as quickly as possible, and then I would become their new cash cow. I had no objections. Although selling my children wouldn't make me happy, I had to sell my soul for a living.
I had already made my choice last night, hadn't I? Whether it was to get revenge on Song Jia or to get revenge on society, it was all nonsense. I needed money to protect myself from any harm.
By the time Dawei, Sister Li, and I had discussed all the details and drafted a contract, it was already 8 PM. Meimei was already wrapped in my blanket, fast asleep. The three of us talked quietly, not wanting to wake the little princess.
Sister Li repeatedly reviewed the contract Dawei and I drafted, and finally nodded in agreement. Four copies were printed out, and after signing them, Dawei, Sister Li, I, and their lawyer would each have one. The contract was for a period of five years. In other words, I had sold myself to them for a full five years.
Dawei handed me a China Construction Bank credit card. I held it in my hand, examining it carefully, wondering how many zeros were on the digits. David explained, “This is a China Construction Bank VIP card with 1 million yuan in cash and a credit limit of 600,000 yuan. The account holder is Sister Li, but you don’t need to worry. From now on, this account belongs entirely to you. With this card, you can enjoy VIP treatment at any China Construction Bank branch.”
I looked at Sister Li; a card with 1 million yuan just casually held, and it was a legendary VIP card, which surprised me even more.
"Haha, you're such a naive kid. Anyone with 600,000 yuan in the Construction Bank is a VIP. Don't be fooled by Dawei." Sister Li whispered in my ear, her warm breath sending a shiver down my spine.
"These are the prices for the 30 paintings we just selected. The other 43 are 20,000 yuan each. I'll send a car to pick them up tomorrow, and the money will be transferred to your card at the same time." Dawei took out his phone, pressed a few buttons, and my phone beeped with a pleasant text message tone.
"I just sent our business cards to your phone. Save them for future contact. By the way, if you want to go to Blue Rain again, you need to pay the 500,000 yuan membership fee tomorrow. It won't be difficult for you anymore."
I nodded and saved their phone numbers. "Okay, I'll go to Blue Rain tomorrow. Does it have to be at 2 AM?"
"No, to become a new member, you have to wait until 5 AM this Saturday. Your referrers are the four of us, and we're one person short to meet the requirements, but we'll give you a surprise then." Sister Li smiled and woke Meimei up, explaining to me, "It's getting late. So, how about it? Newly minted millionaire, treat us to something to eat."
"Sure. You guys suggest a place. I always just eat whatever, I have no idea what good places are." I'm not a person who craves luxury, and I don't know much about food. I usually just eat a packet of instant noodles to solve everything.
"Hmm... I want to eat Xinjiang food... Brother, take us to the Beijing Liaison Office..." Meimei clung to Dawei, pouting.
"Okay, it's my treat." I patted my chest, and everyone burst into laughter, all very happy.
Dawei and I each carried a stack of the selected works, following behind us as we walked out the door. Night had already fallen on this anthill, and every window around us was filled with warmth and happiness. The aroma of dishes wafting from every household whetted everyone's appetite. This neighborhood, which seemed incredibly dirty and chaotic during the day, was now filled with warmth.
I hadn't been home for a long time, and suddenly I wanted to take some time to go back and see my father, even if he scolded me, it would make me feel some human warmth.
Meimei and Sister Li were laughing and joking in the back seat. After leaving the shack, they seemed to have rediscovered the joy of living under the dazzling lights. I sat next to Dawei, my mind wandering. One moment I was thinking about how to plan for the million-plus yuan, the next I was wondering if Song Jia would come back to me if she knew I had become rich overnight, and then I was thinking about all the debauchery in the Blue Rain Bar.
Meimei's playful arm bumped my head. I turned around and saw the two beauties, their faces flushed, laughing so hard they couldn't stand up straight. Happiness is actually very simple, isn't it? So I reclined my seat and joined in the fun. Meimei and Dawei are both extremely optimistic and cheerful people, and they are very infectious to those around them.
Seeing them reminded me of the blood type theory that Song Jia often talks about.
According to Song Jia, people with type A blood are more serious but also more down-to-earth; people with type B blood are neurotic; type O blood is the most cheerful, while type AB blood is the most self-centered. I am type A blood, and these two cheerful women should be type O, while Dawei, who is driving, with his constant joking smile, looks just like an AB man.
When we arrived at the Beijing Liaison Office, a table of dishes was quickly ordered, and we toasted and chatted happily. Today is a turning point in my life, August 10, 2005.
That night, I got drunk again, drunk on forgetting and remembering the past.

When I woke up from the hangover, it was already noon the next day, and my head was throbbing. I don't know how many times my phone alarm has gone off, but it is still ringing relentlessly.
I pulled out my phone, turned off the nagging notifications, and found several missed calls and messages.
The calls were from Dawei and my college roommate Taozi, while the messages were all from women: Sister Li, Meimei… and Song Jia. Sister Li's message was full of concern, telling me to get some rest. Meimei's message asked me to call her when I woke up; she wanted me to go shopping with her.
Song Jia's message was still simple: "Guo, I haven't heard from you for two days, I'm worried."
I stared blankly at the message, wondering what Song Jia's true intentions were. First, she hooked up with another big boss, then deliberately distanced herself from me, waiting for the right moment to break up with me. She pushed me step by step into the abyss. No wonder she studied international relations; now she's extending an olive branch to me.
Frustrated, I ignored them and went back to dreaming. Just as I hid under the covers, the phone rang again; it was Taozi.
"Hello, what's up?" I asked curtly.
"Hey buddy, what's up? You're really something now, damn, you've got to treat us sometime." Taozi was excited, his voice booming through the phone, giving me a headache.
"What's wrong with me?"
"Our bar has your masterpiece hanging on the wall, priced at 50,000, and it sold out instantly." Taozi works as a bartender at a big bar in Houhai, part-time.
"What?" I snapped awake, immediately jumping out of bed. "Wait a minute, let me make a call." I knew this was Dawei's arrangement, and I had to find out what was going on.
Dawei's call went through immediately; he sounded like he was asleep too. "You know everything?"
"Yeah, my buddy said my paintings are hanging in Houhai. I wanted to ask what happened."
"Yeah, you drank too much last night, so I didn't tell you. I used my connections to get your paintings hung in the 10 most famous bars in Houhai, each starting at 50,000 yuan. Then I bought them all back. Your debut was a great success; now everyone in the industry knows you."
"Oh, thank you." I knew this was a well-executed scheme, not something an ordinary person could do, not even with money.
"Yeah, it's nothing. The more expensive your paintings are, the more I earn. By the way, today is Thursday, and your initiation ceremony is in two days. Get some rest. I was busy until late last night, so I'm going back to sleep." Dawei hung up the phone.
Yeah, today is Thursday. I need to make some arrangements for the next few days. Things have suddenly become so much more complicated since I got money. There are so many things to buy.
I texted Sister Li again, saying I was sober and fine. Then I called Meimei, who was very excited and immediately arranged to meet me at Jinyuan New Yansha, which was roughly halfway between us.
I quickly washed up, dressed, and crawled out of my kennel.
Before 2 PM, we arrived at our agreed-upon place, KFC. I drank too much last night, throwing up everything I ate, and was starving, wolfing down the food in front of me. Meimei was dressed beautifully, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons as she watched me eat.
I noticed the way the men next to me looked at Meimei, and felt a little smug. They all thought we were a couple.
Full and satisfied, we felt like kings reborn. We excitedly rushed upstairs to the shopping mall, ready for a shopping spree. By the end of the day, Meimei and I were carrying huge bags, barely able to walk. Most of the bags were clothes Meimei had picked out for me. They were fashionable, tasteful, and of course, expensive. 100,000 yuan was spent on my wardrobe.
It was getting dark outside. We were both a bit tired after having spicy hot pot with Meimei, especially her, who kept complaining about her swollen feet.
"Let's go home then, we've been walking around for ages," I suggested, because my feet were swollen too.
"Okay, let's go to your place, I want to watch you paint, you paint so well!" Meimei's eyes lit up.
"Hmm...aren't your brother and the others worried?" I thought back to how carefree this little girl was at Blue Rain, and my throat went a little dry.
"Hahaha, my brother was right next to me when you asked me out, hahaha, he knew everything. What are you thinking? Silly girl, hahaha..." Meimei's cheerful smile left me a little stunned.
“Okay, let’s go.” I picked up the bags and dragged Meimei downstairs. We quickly hailed a taxi and rushed to my studio.
“I think you should buy a car, you’re so rich now,” Meimei murmured, leaning on my shoulder. The little one was about to fall asleep.
“Oh, I still have to pay my Blue Rain membership fee.” I pulled her into my arms.
“It’s just 500,000, right? Soon you’ll have countless 500,000s…” Meimei’s voice grew softer and softer until she finally drifted off to sleep.
I held her in my arms and gently kissed her forehead, without any lust, only tenderness. A girl like this would prevent many people from having any wicked thoughts.
Looking out at the endless stream of cars, my thoughts drifted to the unknown. Various vehicles shimmered dazzlingly in the hazy night, pulsating with the rhythm of the city. Stopping and starting, our car, along with thousands of other vehicles, hesitated on the ring road.
Buy a car, and then merge into the pulse of the entire city. Okay, it’s a choice.
It only took 15 minutes to walk at noon, but it took a full hour to walk back. We didn't get to the studio until nine o'clock. We threw the pile of clothes we bought today on the floor and left them there, then collapsed onto the bed, exhausted.
Meimei's soft body nestled against my chest. I held her, savoring her delicate fragrance, and drifted off to sleep. So much had happened these past two days; I was exhausted and slept soundly.
Two hours later, I was woken by Dawei's phone call. Meimei was still lying in my arms like a kitten, sleeping soundly.
"Is Meimei alright with you?" Dawei's first question was.
"Yeah, she's sleeping now," I mumbled groggily.
"Oh... you need to take care of yourself..." Dawei misunderstood.
"It's not like that, she's tired after shopping all day," I explained weakly.
"Hehe, it's okay, she likes you a lot. Let's get down to business. I'll send a car to pick you up in half an hour."
"Okay, what time is it?" This was something we had agreed on yesterday.
"Now... it's 11:30, wait for my call around 12 o'clock." Dawei said and hung up.
I pulled the blanket tighter around Meimei, but woke her up.
"Was that my brother calling you just now?" Meimei murmured softly.
"Yeah, your brother cares about you. He asked if I bullied you." I teased, looking at her slightly open eyes.
"You didn't bully me, you're very good to me..." She buried her head in my chest, hugging me even tighter.
Her soft breasts pressed against my arm, and her thighs were pressed against mine. I felt a little aroused, and my penis gradually became erect under her thighs.
"Hehe... you bad boy, you just said you didn't bully me and you already want to do something naughty." Meimei chuckled, but her thighs rubbed back and forth against my erect penis.
"Hehe, sleeping with a little beauty for half a day, any normal man would turn into a monster. Meimei, stop fooling around..." I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself.
"I really like you, I don't know why..." Meimei leaned over, straddled me, and kissed my lips.
I melted, embracing her and responding to her fiery passion. Our tongues intertwined, our teeth lightly touching.
She writhed, our genitals rubbing against each other through layers of clothing. I could feel the warmth of her body. I reached under her disheveled clothes, grasping her soft breasts and playing with her hardening nipples.
"Ah..." Meimei tossed her head, moaning, her long, flowing hair flying before my eyes. With our combined efforts, layer after layer of clothing was removed, until we were naked again.
Her breasts were beautiful, small and delicate, proudly perky, the pink nipples now hardening. I played with them, unable to tear myself away.
Meimei's genitals were already overflowing, rubbing against my legs, making soft moaning sounds. I tripped her, positioning her vulva directly in front of my face, my penis right in front of her—the so-called 69 position.
Meimei didn't let me kiss her genitals, which needed care. Instead, she took out disinfectant wipes from her bag, tossed me a pack, and started wiping my penis. I took out a wipe too and gently wiped her genitals.
"Ah...hahaha..." she screamed when I touched her clitoris.
I held her soft, white buttocks, sucking on the nectar flowing from her genitals. Meimei moved her body back and forth, hoping for more caresses, while also taking my penis into her mouth. A warm
sensation made me even harder. A few minutes later, we were both too aroused to restrain ourselves. Meimei fell off me, the oral sex had already brought her to her first orgasm. Now her legs were wide open, welcoming my even more frenzied invasion.
I knelt between her legs, grasped my penis, and rubbed the swollen glans against her vulva. Meimei twisted her yearning body restlessly, her hands grasping and kneading her breasts.
"Oh...put it in...fuck me quickly..." The lustful fluid flowing from her genitals soaked my sheets.
I thrust hard, my penis plunging in all the way. Mei Mei cried out, "Ah!"
I didn't give her any time to savor my hardness, immediately starting to thrust rapidly with the speed of a climax.
Mei Mei's body arched instantly, her hands gripping the sheets and blankets. "Ah...ah!..." Her intermittent screams declared her intense pleasure.
The sounds of flesh colliding and the creaking of the bed echoed as I frantically moved my body, my thrusts becoming faster and faster.
"Oh~ I fuck...!!" Just a few minutes later, I reached my limit, pulling out my penis, my semen spurting from my urethra, landing on Mei Mei's pink body, speckling like stars.
Mei Mei was speechless, her small yet full breasts heaving, unable to recover for a long time. I slumped to the side, drenched in sweat, also speechless.
A few seconds later, Mei Mei covered her face, giggling, the white semen flowing down her body onto the sheets soaked with our combined fluids and sweat.
"What's wrong?" I gently asked, wiping her body with a tissue.
"Nothing, it felt so good. Do you know how many times I came just now?" Meimei's face was still flushed, even more beautiful after the orgasm.
I admired her beautiful body and shook my head.
"Five times in total, one after another, it felt so good." Meimei was still very excited, her hand reaching down to her genitals, slowly massaging her clitoris.
My penis got hard again. It's hard not to get hard when a beautiful woman is masturbating in front of you.
I also grabbed my penis and started stroking it up and down. It was still lubricated with her vaginal fluid and my semen. Meimei and I sat facing each other, admiring each other's masturbation.
"Oh..." Meimei's body arched, and she reached another orgasm under her own fingers. I, however, was still hard because of my previous ejaculation, but my hand movements started to get faster and faster, I also wanted to climax again quickly.
Meimei took my hand away, took my penis, and started stroking it. Her technique was very good, and she quickly found my most sensitive spot. After a dozen or so strokes, I reached my second orgasm of the day, ejaculating onto her face and both of our bodies.
I held her in my arms and gently stroked her back. Soon, Meimei fell asleep. I gently covered her with a blanket and got out of bed to go to the bathroom to quickly wash myself. It was already 12:15 a.m., and according to the time on the phone call, Dawei's car should be arriving soon.

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