The stares you get from biological clock ticking late 20’s/early 30’s American white women. Especially tall white women. God damn they hate it so much to see a tall white guy with a petite Asian woman. The dumpier the American woman’s body – the more bitter she looks too. It’s f~~~ing glorious. I wish I could collect their tears to use as lube for when I jerk off.

My current main f**k buddy is Asian. Not too long ago I decided I would cook us a nice meal and we went shopping together for the food. We’re having a good time shopping and getting everything together; laughing, smiling, and I’m in a great mood knowing I’m going to have a great meal, great wine, and great sex in my immediate future.

To brighten my already wonderful evening even more, we get to the check out line, and what is it I see? Well, none other than a 30ish bleach blonde checking out in front of us. Of course, I take inventory – no wedding ring, somewhat defeated looking facial expression from what I imagine was a long hard week of being a strong independent working woman – I’m loving it. I look at her groceries: Hot Pockets, Pop-Tarts, Tombstone frozen pizza’s, Activia Yogurt (the yogurt that helps you take a s~~~), and hot dogs to name a few of the more memorable items. I’m laughing my ass off inside.

I start unloading the basket onto the belt and I’ve got fresh salmon, 1 lbs of shrimp, fresh asparagus, and red potatoes; plus ingredients. Blondie observes me unloading this and gives me the “You goddamn mother f~~~er” look. I give her the “I’m winning at life and you’re not, bitch” smirk while wrapping my arm around my sexy little Asian spinner.

Dinner was good, the sex was good, and knowing blondie went home to a microwaved meal was the icing on the cake.

The stares you get from biological clock ticking late 20′s/early 30′s American white women. Especially tall white women. God damn they hate it so much to see a tall white guy with a petite Asian woman. The dumpier the American woman’s body – the more bitter she looks too. It’s f~~~ing glorious. I wish I could collect their tears to use as lube for when I jerk off.

LOL @ all of it! And I share exactly the same enjoyment out of passing these bitches in every day life.

Terrific Opener westnblue. Big welcome X 2

<cite>@total_lee said:</cite>
Dated a Japanese girl 100% pure a while back and she was totally lovely. Unfolded my napkins before a meal and laid it across my lap. When a meal would come to the table, she would take for me and put it on a plate, a little of this, a little of that then hand it to me and smile and say “thank you for dinner” before taking anything for herself. Not a single white chick in the Western world would think of doing something like that and it made all the difference. Pity she moved.

Yep mine is the same. Will always serve me first from multiple items she has cooked, even separate the bones on the chicken. Never asked her to do it was just how she was brought up.

For you guys who have had Japanese women were they authentic or Americanized?

<cite>@braininavat said:</cite>
So, from the voice of experience, it’s not the ethnicity, it’s the individual.

My first was a “pure” Korean girl who was adopted by a white couple and raised from infancy in New England. She was just as her peers were, an American slut. So yeah, Its all about the culture not the ancestry. They can even forgo their traditional upbringing if they happen upon the western world as an adult.