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You're a celebrity? Neat, let's fuckauthor: "Dimitri" If a woman tells you she's 26 and looks 26... she's damn near 40." -Chris Rock, "No Sex in the Champagne Room" Very true. Last night, HBWhitestilettos turned out to be 40. Eh, I don't practice age-based discrimination. Alright, from the top: Yesterday afternoon, I have some free time, ring up HBWhitestilettos. HBWhitestilettos (sleepy-sounding): Hello? I show up, knock on the door, she answers in a white silk robe after a minute or so. She half-opens the door, I take a half-step forward, she opens the door a tiny bit more, I walk in. I commence just being a total arrogant prick, moving her stuff around so I can sit down, picking up her bottle of water and drinking some without asking, etc. We get into conversation, I try to get some kino going, but it's rejected. The conversation isn't bad, and every now and then, a sex part will come up. At one point, she says something about it having been a while, I say that must be hard on a girl "like her", and she says, "Well, I've got my vibrator." I shrug. **By the way, I shrug *a lot*. Shrugging is your friend in pickup. Shrug when you get shit-tested, shrug when a woman says a statement that most guys would latch on to and get excited like talking about her vibrator or minor hooking up with another girl (if it seems like she's just trying to cock tease and it's not legit, anyway), shrug when she asks a stupid question, shrug... whenever you want. Shrugging is powerful.** Anyway, she's got a lot of pictures of herself up in her room (I've noticed a lot of Chinese girls do this, anyone know why?) so I call her on it, bust on her a bit. She says she's a very self-centered girl. Blah blah blah, playful flirty behavior, mostly light conversation. She shit tests me every now and then, but I'm unfazed. After a bit, she goes to her bookshelf and grabs a book, takes it off, and hands it to me. It's written, in Chinese, by her. Her picture is in the front cover, and it looks very well put together, a really professional job. I give her a bit of validation, but nothing too serious. I ask her what a couple words and chapter names mean a la the "language lessons" style I employ with foreign women, and she translates. I had planned on leading it to flirty translating, but she had some interesting stuff in the book, so I just ran with that. Somehow got into gambling and kneebreaking, and did some playful stuff there. This led to talking about Hong Kong (a *huge* place for gambling), and that led to talking about HK girls. She mentioned she not from HK. Dimitri: Oh yeah? I totally had you pegged as a Hong Kong Princess. We're naturally conversing, at one point, I pick her up, throw her on her bed, and straddle her, but she scoots away and doesn't let me kiss her. Unfazed, I keep doing my thing, and later kiss her while we're both standing up and she's not looking directly at me. 
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