Holy Hell! Seriously, WTF? Admittedly I've been a little more dazed and confused than usual after FINALLY arriving back home in the States on late Wednesday night. Yes, it mofo happened again, even though I had been promised repeatedly that it wouldn't this year. I found myself transferred to China for nearly half of the year this time. Not that it wasn't rather lucrative. But one must always consider other factors like "How much will this fuck with my brain", as well as "will there be ANY tight Chinese Escort pussy willing to let my swollen cock in?". The correct answers to both these questions are never good. Hong Kong (which I truly always enjoyed and felt comfortable in) is no longer an option. So, Shanghai it was. And what a complete mind and body fuck it tends to be for me. I've gotten tired of the "Tarzan" jokes. At first, I thought all the Chinese ladies worshiped me. Then I finally realized they did, but as a novelty hulking dumb stud (in spite of my position). That being said the quite ball-draining hand job I received from two beautiful Chinese escorts exactly two weeks ago was indeed pretty fucking fabulous. I shot so much cum over one of them that she acted like she was afraid to even move for like 5 minutes afterward. Loved that.
So, it feels really good to be home. Although my first Saturday morning jog (which) I just returned from nearly killed me. Not because of the run, but due to the friggin 96% humidity. I think I almost prefer the pollution in Shanghai. Isn't it supposed to be fall here or something?
And what's with all the messages about a "sexiest butt contest?" Yeah, sometimes it best to probably not say anything, I guess. Fortunately, when I returned to one of my gyms on Thursday night for a much-needed swim to combat some severe jetlag, the stares I kept getting (from lots of maybe new members who apparently had never seen me before?) helped quickly convince me that at 31 I still must have plenty to look at (butt included).
I of course will be returning to the office on Monday. I know that my faithful long term office assistant Knut has left the company- which already makes me sad. He so easily put up with my crazy shit and always knew what I needed even before I did. I will have a new Boss, but this should work out well as its a guy I actually worked with in Hong Kong last year.
I know that someone is bound to ask me if I ever found out who sent me that very expensive watch for my Birthday? And the simple answer is YES. The not so simple answer is that it turned out to be a 26 year old male colleague that has been with the company for about 2 years and I always assumed was straight. Maybe he is? He's certainly one hell of an athlete and could easily bag any babe in the company he set his eyes on. At least that's what I always thought. But anyway I have so much to deal with at the moment that I'm not spending a lot of time on that issue. My more private social media accounts have been blowing up since word has gotten around that I'm back in the States. ALOT of pussy has been on lockdown for quite awhile apparently. Looks like the Holidays will finally be MERRY again at last.
So, it feels really good to be home. Although my first Saturday morning jog (which) I just returned from nearly killed me. Not because of the run, but due to the friggin 96% humidity. I think I almost prefer the pollution in Shanghai. Isn't it supposed to be fall here or something?
And what's with all the messages about a "sexiest butt contest?" Yeah, sometimes it best to probably not say anything, I guess. Fortunately, when I returned to one of my gyms on Thursday night for a much-needed swim to combat some severe jetlag, the stares I kept getting (from lots of maybe new members who apparently had never seen me before?) helped quickly convince me that at 31 I still must have plenty to look at (butt included).
I of course will be returning to the office on Monday. I know that my faithful long term office assistant Knut has left the company- which already makes me sad. He so easily put up with my crazy shit and always knew what I needed even before I did. I will have a new Boss, but this should work out well as its a guy I actually worked with in Hong Kong last year.
I know that someone is bound to ask me if I ever found out who sent me that very expensive watch for my Birthday? And the simple answer is YES. The not so simple answer is that it turned out to be a 26 year old male colleague that has been with the company for about 2 years and I always assumed was straight. Maybe he is? He's certainly one hell of an athlete and could easily bag any babe in the company he set his eyes on. At least that's what I always thought. But anyway I have so much to deal with at the moment that I'm not spending a lot of time on that issue. My more private social media accounts have been blowing up since word has gotten around that I'm back in the States. ALOT of pussy has been on lockdown for quite awhile apparently. Looks like the Holidays will finally be MERRY again at last.