A Parable to Understanding WL......

[big_dick]

I have been musing over the issues of relationships with WL and FL and have had some heart-breaking confusion with some of the gals myself. I just could not fully understand the way they think, even after reading through some of the really good advice in this forum.

This is my personal parable and analogy to understanding them from a male's perspective. Please understand that I mean no harm or personal attacks on any bros. Please read and hopefully see things from a different angle....

The financial crisis has finally hit you. As you leave the HR office with your termination letter, you wonder what your next plans will be. You are still single but have a steady girlfriend with marriage plans and upcoming condo unit by the following year. How are you going to handle all these expenses?

As you worry and ponder, there is a quick tap on your shoulder. It is the Office Pest, an annoying gay that previously you would prefer not to have dealings with. This time, you have no choice; you ask him for "lobangs". Surprisingly, the Pest is sympathetic and gives some advice; there are still good jobs available within a neighboring country with a stronger exchange rates. The catch? You need to sacrifice your male pride. You laugh and walk away.

Weeks later and still without a job, you seriously ponder upon the Pest's suggestion. Your savings and severance package can only hold so far and your girlfriend is still in the dark. Finally, you decide and take the offer. You inform no one about your decision, instead telling girlfriend, friends, relatives and family you are being posted for an overseas assignment. You promise yourself, 6 months, earn enough and out you go.

After much arrangements and dealings with the Pest, you finally end up in your new job-place in the neighboring country. It's a cushy country club with great facilities. And your job? As a masseur for.......men.

At first, you are worried and think of all the digusting things that you would have to do to earn your keep. But the days, weeks and months go by and you end up surprised. The "clients" who visit you, are mostly either really attractively effeminate or even, "pretty" lady-boys. And the service required? You are even more surprised;they are the ones begging to give you BJs, HJs and you end up doing the anals instead of the other way around....WOW!!! And they seem to be really enjoying this arrangement and you get well-paid with fat tips too!!! It is a real eye-opener for you.

Time flies and you quickly build up your money nest. It is big and comfortable and way beyond what you would have earned back home. In hindsight, you are really surprised at the ease of what you have to do to earn your money. At certain times, it even turns out to be ............. enjoyable? (here you shudder). Some of the "clients" even begin to like you and ask you out for kopi, meals and even gifts. Of course you reject them all; you feel a need to keep your "professional" persona seperated from your private life. After all, business is business.

In 6 months, you find you have enough cash and decide to call it quits. You announce your decision and most of your "clients" express dismay and regrets. You thank them personally for their kind "support", pack up and return home, a wealthy person.

With your wealth, you marry your girlfriend, pay up for your condo fully in cash and even have spare cash to run a simple business. Nobody knows what or how you earn your cash; you are discreet and refuse to talk about it. What is past is past and the present is the most important thing for you now..............

[ekemono]

Ts, this is not directed to you.

Is it so fucking difficult to understand a WL???
Can any bro here stand firm that they have the SOLUTION to it all when the gals we are dealing with are ever so different?? Please PM me your firm confirmation that you have the solution.

To do well in life, understand yourself first. No one point a knife to force you into the game, you participated for the sake of getting to fuck her.

Cheong is a very simple thing. If you know your standing and objective, you dun need theory. If unfortunately you get burn, so what??? will you die?
There is a price to pay for everything in life.

Stop facing your computer and get your ass out there for a thrill ride

[phallusman]

Now, along the way, you meet some real nice customers. Normally you would work 7days a week with the occasional day off. So, you dun mind going out for makan with one of the customer you like. Also go visiting some of the cool places like a tourist. Otherwise, it is so darn lonely just work and work and work.

So, it gradually develop from customer to a GF/BF relationship. You would consider it as a temporary relationship la. And you realise that folks here are pretty generous in terms of gifts. Or, it could just be having some fun times outside the job, away from the job.

[big_dick]

Hi bro Phallusman,

Thanks for the continuation.... :)

Yah, the story can continue on and on, twisted and changed according to one's personal experience of WL and being KCed. I just hope it makes sense and impact when one can actually imagine, feel and relate to the WL KC situation from a male's understanding and perspective.

And as bro ekemono says, all is up to oneself. I have already honestly admitted to myself I personally like being KCed cos it really gives me the thrill and spice during the sessions. Well, too bad for me; I just have to be more wary and careful and that is why I came up with the fictional story; to remind myself of the actual situation..... hahahahaha

Thanks again, bros, for reading and comments.

[casannova03]

Is it so fucking difficult to understand a WL???
Can any bro here stand firm that they have the SOLUTION to it all when the gals we are dealing with are ever so different?? Please PM me your firm confirmation that you have the solution.

Cheong is a very simple thing. If you know your standing and objective, you dun need theory. If unfortunately you get burn, so what??? will you die?
There is a price to pay for everything in life.

Stop facing your computer and get your ass out there for a thrill ride

Yes you are absolutely right bro!! No 2 gals are the same and the methods they use will also thus, be different.

If all day long bros are afraid of being KC-ed? well, isn't it more simple and cheap to stay at home and watch Discovery Channel than trying to learn all the tricks and getting burnt in the process?

As the saying goes " Thru one battle, you learn more than hundreds of hearsay"

[ekemono]

Yes you are absolutely right bro!! No 2 gals are the same and the methods they use will also thus, be different.

If all day long bros are afraid of being KC-ed? well, isn't it more simple and cheap to stay at home and watch Discovery Channel than trying to learn all the tricks and getting burnt in the process?

As the saying goes " Thru one battle, you learn more than hundreds of hearsay"

I know when i say this it will offend alot of folks here.
But... its kiasu..kiasee.

Of course we dun do things blindly. But like what the Teochew say...
" squeeze scare it will die, let go a bit scare it will fly away"

The one good reason PRC, Viet, working gals are head over heels with their own locals are because they (the men) is courageable, daring.
To them(the gals) they see it as manly and admirable.

Something I learn from working ladies..

[HCKing]

chiong or no chiong, when comes to relationship stuffs, remember to let go when its time to move on. must be able to see open at times.:)

[groo]

...along the way, meet some real nice customers....dun mind going out for makan with one of the customer you like...go visiting some of the cool places like a tourist..so darn lonely just work and work and work....it gradually develop from customer to a GF/BF relationship...consider it as a temporary relationship...realise that folks here are pretty generous in terms of gifts...Or, it could just be having some fun times outside the job, away from the job.
...one good reason PRC, Viet, working gals are head over heels with their own locals are because they (the men) courageable, daring...To them(the gals) they see it as manly and admirable.
So well put.

Once I met a FL I really like and we hit it off from the 1st time we met... I almost end up like a psychiatrist to her, giving her a listening ear whenever she needed to let go - really 1 whole list of bad stuff from back home... :D Right from the start, she already spelt out what she expected from our relationship - no chance to go further other than a part-time gf and FB. When the time comes, she'll return home, not because she still loved her husband but because she did not want her children to be without a father.

It was a very memorable period in my life and through her, I understood and gained much more in my personal development. I was not particularly generous with her, but helped out whenever and wherever I can. She appreciated it a great deal and it made her life here easier to deal with. She reciprocated in whatever ways she can.

As for why they still prefer their own local men? Bro Ekemono has pointed out 1 of the reasons. They prefer their own men also because they are so used to them. For example, Northern girls find their men more direct and will not 拐弯抹角 like so many of our men here. But you'd be surprised quite a number of them like our men here because we have 内涵, especially the older ones which they find lacking in their men. Bwahahaha?!?! :D

But all in all, I'd only want to say that 99 out of 100 (maybe 999 out of 1000? :D) FLs/WLs will be here for the $$$, not for anything else. That rare 1 is the exception, and I was lucky to have met her... You people out there may also have met 1 some time in your cheonging life. We're still in touch... and I'm glad she's doing fine. :p

Cheers!

[ekemono]

not that we SG guys are lousy. but rather it is the law and society that runs our country made us this way.
We are not wrong basically, we are taught to protect ourselves from young, but the differences is to what degree and how it was done.

We can still get along with other nationality gals. But we have heard so many sad stories of imported gals cheating on SG guys that at our sub concious we drew up a defence against them. It has its pros and cons, and the result is a cumilative of our responses.

So that can be said true for SG gals too.., though I still can't understand their willingness to spend good money on fashion magazines that corrupts their mind. Other than that, I tot SG gals too made good partners for life, some of them.

[cunt_search]

So... FLs/WLs will be here for the $$$, not for anything else. That rare 1 is the exception, and I was lucky to have met her... You people out there may also have met 1 some time in your cheonging life. We're still in touch... and I'm glad she's doing fine. :p

Cheers!

Lucky u;)

there's no telling what is good
KC can be both way but SG guys mostly on the loosing end vs WLs

in the game maybe a few things easier said than done :
1) be mindful of your financial limit; learn to say NO (to constant barging for gifts...)
2) go for the feelings but mindful of the other party (try the I'm broke, i need to borrow money theory...)
3) make an EXit no matter how painful it is when the time come to part ways due to watever reasons
4) in the meantime, relax n njoy the WLs company which to me is definitely more invigorating due to their youth:D

[groo]

...we have heard so many sad stories of imported gals cheating on SG guys that at our sub concious we drew up a defence against them. It has its pros and cons, and the result is a cumilative of our responses...true for SG gals too.., though I still can't understand their willingness to spend good money on fashion magazines that corrupts their mind...SG gals too made good partners for life...I'd think that the sob stories involving samsters who felt and are cheated can be found not just here but in many other countries. The stories are all so familiar. And the percentage of these "cheating" cases are actually very low. It's just that this place is so small and so, occurrence of these cases become magnified, as if they are so commonplace. :p

As for trash magazines, it is an American culture. Anyone who has been to the US, UK and Aus often enough would know that these are available in abundance at all check-out counters in supermarkets, pharmacies, newsstands, bookshops and what have you, along with a huge assortment of porn and girlie mags, blah-blah-blah... So it's not a peculiar feature of our market here. But you are right, they are just trash! :D

I have to say that Sg girls are still much better than HK girls. I've seen my share of HK girls and... I give up. Give me a Sg girl anytime! Bwahahahahahahahaha!!! :D

[groo]

...KC can be both way but SG guys mostly on the loosing end vs WLs...1) be mindful of your financial limit; learn to say NO...2) go for the feelings but mindful of the other party...3) make an EXit no matter how painful it is when the time come to part ways due to watever reasons...Actually, samsters just have to learn how to flirt. The PRC MMs are very adept at it as they do it all the time back home. It is in the end, all just a game, as you aptly put it. If you want to fall for their sms-sweet-nothings (which can be very potent - read at your own risk!!! :D), you have only yourself to blame... :D

1) If you fancy her and have spare cash, that's your prerogative. Nobody can stop you. But once you start, beware, you may just get addicted because you'd want to spend more and more just to show off, thinking you can capture her fancy - well, if that's the case, you've already kena her KC trap! Good luck to you...

2) I won't say go for the feelings and be mindful of the other party. It's more like enjoying the moments that you've used your hard earned money to pay for and since they are getting paid, they have to upheld their share of the bargain and play the game.

3) It's always painful when you've invested your own feelings and emotions into the game. But like any game, there will always be another that will come along and tickle your fancy. It's painful the 1st time around, but once you've done it several times, you'll know what to do. So just let go and wait for the next "big thing" to come along. :D

Cheers!

[phallusman]

Actually, samsters just have to learn how to flirt. The PRC MMs are very adept at it as they do it all the time back home. It is in the end, all just a game, as you aptly put it. If you want to fall for their sms-sweet-nothings (which can be very potent - read at your own risk!!! :D), you have only yourself to blame... :D

1) If you fancy her and have spare cash, that's your prerogative. Nobody can stop you. But once you start, beware, you may just get addicted because you'd want to spend more and more just to show off, thinking you can capture her fancy - well, if that's the case, you've already kena her KC trap! Good luck to you...

2) I won't say go for the feelings and be mindful of the other party. It's more like enjoying the moments that you've used your hard earned money to pay for and since they are getting paid, they have to upheld their share of the bargain and play the game.

3) It's always painful when you've invested your own feelings and emotions into the game. But like any game, there will always be another that will come along and tickle your fancy. It's painful the 1st time around, but once you've done it several times, you'll know what to do. So just let go and wait for the next "big thing" to come along. :D

Cheers!
1 Just playing with some spare cash is the right thing to do. But to try to show off is a dangerous game. I always act poor in front of them - no point in trying to brag and show off. So, always never kenna chop la.

2 No matter what, whether it is pay as you bonk or they give you FB, there will always be some money involved, directly or indirectly. So, it is always more or less a transaction, you like it or not. They invest their time and effort on you, and you shower them with gift, etc.

3 From time to time, we might encounter the "big thing". But, in the mean time, it is just routine or just mundane plain rice la.

[BigNose]

currently attracted to a WL.

the only thing i have which attracted her is my singapore ciztienship.

times when she tells me abt how much she spend to come to singapore to work ... 60K ,,,(no idea what currency she meant) or how it all adds up.
Working hard is how to recure her 'losses', "come her to work , earn money la" then "come here to find a good man to marry mei" she said.

dub ..... i am such a wimpy when comes to relationships.

even i could ever present her a 60K or more, will her be mine> NO!

times i tell myself, cutoff all communications with her and get a newer life but since nothing better to do to excite my boring life, will try to play the 'game' a little longer .......

dumb guy i am.

[tklover]

never never involve relationship with WL or FL, 99% of them will have bad ending, if you married a WL and stay in SGP....will you confirm your wife will never contact with others. SO REM, FUCK N GO:p

[Gaofar]

times i tell myself, cutoff all communications with her and get a newer life but since nothing better to do to excite my boring life, will try to play the 'game' a little longer .......

I suppose it's alright to play the game IF you still knows that it is after all a game.. Unless you are single and is also hoping to get something out of this relationship?.. Do take note of other advances initiated from her and soon I'm pretty sure you'll know the maths and the overall ending episode (if there's gonna be one)..

[big_dick]

Continuation. Please note this is my own personal views and interpretations; I have no intentions of harm or ill will against any bros. Again, it is just to see things from the familiar male side and hopefully make one more aware of one's own real situation. Again, thank you for your patience and reading....


Sometimes in the still of the night, as your wife lay sleeping beside you, your hp will suddenly light up and buzz with new incoming messages. You sign and shudder, pick up the hp and read the messages from former "favored" clients, expressing their thoughts and feelings on the impact ever since your "departure".

A mixture of feelings overwhelm you, the strongest being dark black waves of disgust and anger that they are still haunting you. But then some pangs of sympathy for these "poor" lonely souls trapped in their apparently mundane lives slowly slits through, and finally to your horror, bubbles of self pride on jobs "well-done"....

Your thoughts stray and you wondered why you ever entertained these favored clients at all during those time. Why did you ever agree for kopi, teh, makan and even the occassional gifts of tag heuers (you have 5, or was it 7? Oh, never mind), Ray Bans (many commented you looked "delicious" in the Aviater-range and gave you the trademark gold-rimmed sunglasses) and countless thick gold chains, bracelets and even ear-rings to make you look like the next Mr T (or insert with names of any other slick popular rappers for those who are younger).

In your head, you knew they were asking for it; it was just all a game after all; service with a smile, go the extra mile, custoer always right, etc etc...But in your heart, you realise that it also made you feel good. The attention, the gifts, the appreciation, actually helped you to regained some resemblance of a Man and feel useful and purposeful again, even for a short while.

As you think through your experiences, another message comes in. You delete it automatically without reading, put down the phone and turn in to join your wife for a deep restful sleep...

[Gaofar]

Suddenly then I realised that this thread is started by another bro and not the one whom I've just corresponded.. Sorry for the cross-talk, TS :rolleyes:

Anyway, please do carry on with your parable cause it seems that there's more to it and you do have intentions of adding on to it.. It's a good read thus far so please keep it up!

[wildguru]

I've never understood any WLs. No point understanding them.

They only recognise money..

[cunt_search]

I've never understood any WLs. No point understanding them.

They only recognise money..

right....
back to the starting point
d they come here 4 love?
$? definitely
u pay they give GFE


prob is s/times overpay, mus learn to say "No" when gal try asking siz n that...have to learn to let go at the first sign of warning:)
i miscalculated....:o

[buxtoo]

Learning new things in here.

[big_dick]

Just realised some kind bro added my points. Thanks so much whoever you are. Sorry I cannot return any favors since I still so junior...

Anyway, a continuation.

Curiously, not all your clients are men, even though your spa was located within a man's club.

There was this one occasion, one time in the early afternoon of a working day, when business was slow and you were struggling to keep yourself awake watching old re-runs of movies on the HBO channel when...

"errr.....hullloo, I understand you offer massages?"

You wake up, turn and see.

It is a rare sight for you; a lady customer. She looks like she is in her late forties. Your expert eye sees that her body has lost the soft slender form of youth but hell, she is still attractive in her own ways. Her hair is cut short and neat into a professional bob and dyed to a nice honey-brown tint and a pair of fire-engine glasses frames her large brown eyes. Her face is surprising still smooth-looking though it has lost the glow of youth.

You get a hard-on.

Quickly, you assume your best manners and usher the now-embrassed client into your cubicle. You coo and pree over her, making her feel comfortable and relaxed and within minutes, you have her in the standard furry bathrobe, lying on the leather bed and waiting for your massage.

You do your best to massage her and are rewarded with appreciative sighs and moans. Along the way, your client feels comfortable enough to chit-chat with you and you learn that she has just recently gone through a painful divorce.

You express your sympathies and she is quiet.

Suddenly you feel a gentle touch on your butts. You look around and see it is her out-stretched hand. She smiles sheepishly at you and silently with her other hand slowly starts to lead you down towards her. Inwardly you sigh, here we go again. Still at least your client is attractive and the right sex.

She is gentle but firm on you, making you warm her up through deep kisses on her lips and body. As her breathing becomes faster and faster, she quickly starts to unbuckle your pants and grabbing your butts, push your groin against hers. You have a hard-on, she detects it and swiftly, like an experienced woman, takes it and guides it into her. She actually grunts upon entry and then the grinding begins. The intensity picks up and then, with a deep low moan from her, you explode raw inside her. You calculate your odds of having a mini-me with her being almost zero.

You disenagage from her and smile. She smiles back at you, again sheepishly and quickly dresses. She presses a fat wad of notes into your hands and you thank her graciously.

You think to yourself, well, guess today is your lucky day.

Then she goes to the wash basin, takes out her dentures and begin to wash them carefully.

You sigh and be thankful that at least the money is good.................

[Gaofar]

Your parable is still as good a read as it can get! Keep it up! Though the denture part is really a good laugh, yet strangely realistically draws you back that this is life...

[big_dick]

Thank you Bro Gaofar for your encouragements. And again, thanks to the bro who upped my ponits (errr....was it you bro Gaofar?)

Anyway, here's another installation to the parable. Again, no hidden intentions to make fun or scorn any bros; is just to see things hopefully from a man's view.

There is this time also, when you had a surprise visit from a pair of twins. Again it happened when on a lazy afternoon, when the sun is bright, the weather is hot and your eyelids are heavy.

As you struggle to stay awake with a cup of ice-cold black kopi, you hear the door open and light girlish giggles.

Oh wow, another lucky day for you? You spring back awake and stand up sharply as two ladies with bouncing long hair, apparently in their mid-thirties present themselves, giggling, to you.

You smile and greet them graciously while your heart goes thump! thump! thump! You are very sure there is definitely no chance these 2 girls are wearing dentures like your previous client; they look like thet are 33 to 36 years of age. In fact, here you almost have a joyful heart attack, they look like.....twins!!!!

"Hi, my name is Chris, and this is Jess" one of them says.

You smile again and almost die. Her voice is soft and feminie and there is definitely no sign of an Adam's Apple bobbing up and down her milky throat as she speaks. You think to yourself that these are no ladyboys. Oh joy!!!

You introduce yourself and make them feel comfortable. They ask for a massage to be done together at the same time. You are agreeable and lead them to the changing chamber for a quick shower and change of clothes.

When they return back to you, you have a difficult time keeping your organ under control. The whole room is filled with the sweet scent of bath foam and their perfume mixed together. They smile sweetly at you and proceed to lie down for the massage.

The massage starts and so does the small talk, which is peppered with their crystal clear giggles. It is clear that they are enjoying the session. As it proceeds, you learn (with a faked surprise coo) that they are indeed twins and both are currently single and in their mid thirties ("But you both look like you are in your early twenties!!!" you confess to them, amid their delightful burst of giggles).

Soon the massage comes to the end. You note that the giggles have somewhat quiten down. You also note that the small talk has run out. You finally also note that your organ is painfully rock hard.

One of the twins suddenly reaches out her milky slim hand and lands it lightly on your tigh, near your groin. You look at her and she looks back at you with her bright brown eyes. There is a mischievous glint in those clear eyes. She explains that they had just recovered fully from a surgry and wanted to rediscover themselves. They want to feel like a woman, she says. Here, you nearly die as the other twin suddenly gets up from her bed and wraps her soft warm arms around you and gently but firmly drags you down onto her bed. The other twin gets up and slowly clambers onto the other bed, above you and without a further word, plants a long deep kiss on your lips.

As you sink into the sweetness of the kiss, the other twin grapples with your uniform and begins to slowly unbutton. Your shirt is forcefully yanked away and your belt follows suit. Finally your pants are pulled down and thrown onto the floor. What happens next is something that you could only have in your wettest dreams.

You feel like a toy, being tossed and turned and kissed and groped and touched and pulled between 2 playful energetic puppies. Alternating lips are first forced onto you and then, before you realised what was going on, you find yourself facing a bush of light pubic hair and pink folds of flesh. You lick and are delighted with the clean, almost antiseptic smell and taste. Strangely you also observe the flesh does not get moist and begin to worry that you are doing something wrong. The twins seem to sense it and with a light giggle, push you again on the bed. Then, as one twin gets up to grab her handbag, the other begins to pump your stiff-hard organ. The twin with the handbag brings out something yellow and lumpy...

"Love the taste of butter?"

With that, your organ is smeared with runny golden butter, then with a wink and a smacking of the lips, the twin does a cowgirl on you.

You wish it would last forever. The butter is warm and slippey as the twin pumps herself on you. But it doesn't last long; the twin stops, only to be eagarly replaced by the other twin(who you swear was actually drooling)....and you groan in delight and ectasy.

Then you feel the impending convulsion coming from within you; it is just too much. You signal frantically to the twins, but they winked at you again, running their tongues over their lips and shaking their heads. You cannot control it any moment and suddenly the lightning comes, punching you out in a blinding moment of sheer heavenly explosion...

As the moment dies out for you, the twin slowly gets up from you with a thick wad of warm white cream mixed with golden yellow butter slowly drips down from her hairy sex onto the floor. You apologize and the twins giggle again, waving your apologies aside. You thank your lucky stars and begin to help them wash up.

After the twins dress up, they give you a sweet smile, thank you and discreetly passes you a stack of notes. You thank them politely, stating that it was YOUR pleasure to serve them. As they giggle, you gently enquiry about their recent surgry....

"Oh we both had a sex-change. I used to be Christopher and this used to be my twin brother Jessie...."

Somehow, you managed to focus your thoughts on the thick cash you just earned, keep your wonderful smile intact and show them out in the most agreeable manner........................

[Gaofar]

Hahaha!! Wicked!!... Truly a classic! Seriously.. Is this a true account at all?? Damn..