You just felt snuggled up, with mountains rising steeply up on either side of the port town.
The temperatures were quite mild, sitting on the '20s in the middle of the day.
Celcius.
The snow was light and delicate, 'just like the dancers,' said an advertising brochure of the strip joint which was opposite the Sushi Restaurant on Bonzai Street.
To be honest, this town was where the Japanese and Koreans came for their dirty weekends.
It was strictly a white Asian female policy here.
'No Thais, no Philipinos, and no Cambodia,' said the manager, who went by the name of Tomo. He told us he use to work for a trading company in Tokyo for twenty years and before he reached the point he was going to jump off a tall building, he decided to enter the slower and more exciting pace of the skin trade.
'Is it true that the Korean dancers have silicon implants?'
If I got the wrong answer, I would have to seek out the truth elsewhere.
Tomo smiled.
He knew a pervert when he met one.
'They do,' he said thoughtfully, ' but many of our girls are natural and by looking at the size of them you would think they are fake, but when you touch them they are both firm and soft to the touch like a Resilia pillow.'
This guy had serious sales skills.
The temperatures were quite mild, sitting on the '20s in the middle of the day.
Celcius.
The snow was light and delicate, 'just like the dancers,' said an advertising brochure of the strip joint which was opposite the Sushi Restaurant on Bonzai Street.
To be honest, this town was where the Japanese and Koreans came for their dirty weekends.
It was strictly a white Asian female policy here.
'No Thais, no Philipinos, and no Cambodia,' said the manager, who went by the name of Tomo. He told us he use to work for a trading company in Tokyo for twenty years and before he reached the point he was going to jump off a tall building, he decided to enter the slower and more exciting pace of the skin trade.
'Is it true that the Korean dancers have silicon implants?'
If I got the wrong answer, I would have to seek out the truth elsewhere.
Tomo smiled.
He knew a pervert when he met one.
'They do,' he said thoughtfully, ' but many of our girls are natural and by looking at the size of them you would think they are fake, but when you touch them they are both firm and soft to the touch like a Resilia pillow.'
This guy had serious sales skills.
