General Reports

Okay you fucking maniacs, I don't know how much longer I can keep this shit up but here's yesterday's adventure.

I return to the scene of Saturday's crime. Call as I get off the highway and ask, "I'm coming over, can I bring you anything?" "Wapple hamburger and kopee." "No problem, baby."

So I turn around, hit Dunkin Donuts for a couple of sausage/waffle things and a couple of coffees. Head over to the place, hear a vacuum cleaner, wait for it to stop and ring the bell. The same babe from Saturday answers the door, same uniform but with a scarf around her neck. We go into the living/sleeping room where a TV is playing one of my favorite Korean shows.

Eating, small talk, TV watching etc. The MILF is very happy to see me. She's not feeling well: a little cold or some malady. We finish our chow and I'm getting turned on recalling yesterday's fuckfest.

I say, "You feel like working?" "No honey, just relax today. You watch TV with me." "Okay, I'll hang out with you for a while." It's just her in the joint.

We get to shooting the shit about our favorite food and she invites me to stay for dinner. She's going to make kalbi. Yum. Problem is, it's like 12:30 and I can't feature hanging around all day with blue balls.

We're lying on the couch together and the bell rings, I can see the dude on the security camera. She gets up, answers the door and brings the guy in. I figure she's gonna make a quick buck while I watch TV but she tells the guy to come back around 5:00 when "the other girl is here."

He splits, she comes back in the room and I say, "You're not working today?" She points to the door and makes a face. No offense, dude, but you were a bit of a mess.

Shortly after, this ajima with a hatchet face shows up with some fried chicken gizzards. Being the polite guest that I am, I pop one in my mouth and valiantly take one for the team. The three of us yack a little and hatchet face takes off. The chicken gizzards end up in the garbage. Turns out my cute little host isn't a big fan.

We're relaxing on the couch, face to face with me massaging her feet as they rest on my crotch. Well, a boner is hard to stop at this point, she feels it and starts rubbing my rod with her feet. "Oh my God." Yeah, and if I'm lucky, I'll make you see Him.

She sits up, unbuckles my belt and unbuttons my pants. BOINNNNNGGGG!!!

She starts kissing my krank and I say, "You feel like working now?" She puts this huge smile on her face, stands up, grabs my hand and we walk, pants around my knees to the room. Now, God forbid, we get right to it. She lays me down on the table and goes to wash up.

She comes back and we have a repeat performance of Saturday only with more intensity. Fucking great. Passionate, wild and mother-fucking terrific. This tiny broad with the thin but shapely legs, nice boobs and a good ass is out of her mind.

It was all I could do to last as long as I did the time before. I never thought it would be possible to prematurely ejaculate with a rubber on but this broad almost had me there.

By now it's like 4:30 and I'm thinking the guy from before is going to show so I'd better didi out of there so my new find can get some rest. I don't think "the other girl" is going to show.

We go back to the main room where I lay some cash on the table. Could I have gotten this service for free? I think so, but fair is fair.

Besides, she owes me some kalbi.

Brothers, between this one and Girl "B", this is like shooting fish in a barrel. If I wasn't "attached" it would be like Waterbury, pre-raids, all over again. If I had only known about this site before its name was printed in the paper after that fateful day.

[QUOTE=Chon Maneyo]Okay you fucking maniacs, I don't know how much longer I can keep this shit up but here's yesterday's adventure.

I return to the scene of Saturday's crime. Call as I get off the highway and ask, "I'm coming over, can I bring you anything?" "Wapple hamburger and kopee." "No problem, baby."
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To those who have asked - who is this guy? All you need to know is - this is how it's done! Nicely done

[QUOTE=Chon Maneyo]Okay you fucking maniacs, I don't know how much longer I can keep this shit up but here's yesterday's adventure.

I return to the scene of Saturday's crime. Call as I get off the highway and ask, "I'm coming over, can I bring you anything?" "Wapple hamburger and kopee." "No problem, baby."

So I turn around, hit Dunkin Donuts for a couple of sausage/waffle things and a couple of coffees. Head over to the place, hear a vacuum cleaner, wait for it to stop and ring the bell. The same babe from Saturday answers the door, same uniform but with a scarf around her neck. We go into the living/sleeping room where a TV is playing one of my favorite Korean shows.

Eating, small talk, TV watching etc. The MILF is very happy to see me. She's not feeling well: a little cold or some malady. We finish our chow and I'm getting turned on recalling yesterday's fuckfest.

I say, "You feel like working?" "No honey, just relax today. You watch TV with me." "Okay, I'll hang out with you for a while." It's just her in the joint.

We get to shooting the shit about our favorite food and she invites me to stay for dinner. She's going to make kalbi. Yum. Problem is, it's like 12:30 and I can't feature hanging around all day with blue balls.

We're lying on the couch together and the bell rings, I can see the dude on the security camera. She gets up, answers the door and brings the guy in. I figure she's gonna make a quick buck while I watch TV but she tells the guy to come back around 5:00 when "the other girl is here."

He splits, she comes back in the room and I say, "You're not working today?" She points to the door and makes a face. No offense, dude, but you were a bit of a mess.

Shortly after, this ajima with a hatchet face shows up with some fried chicken gizzards. Being the polite guest that I am, I pop one in my mouth and valiantly take one for the team. The three of us yack a little and hatchet face takes off. The chicken gizzards end up in the garbage. Turns out my cute little host isn't a big fan.

We're relaxing on the couch, face to face with me massaging her feet as they rest on my crotch. Well, a boner is hard to stop at this point, she feels it and starts rubbing my rod with her feet. "Oh my God." Yeah, and if I'm lucky, I'll make you see Him.

She sits up, unbuckles my belt and unbuttons my pants. BOINNNNNGGGG!!!

She starts kissing my krank and I say, "You feel like working now?" She puts this huge smile on her face, stands up, grabs my hand and we walk, pants around my knees to the room. Now, God forbid, we get right to it. She lays me down on the table and goes to wash up.

She comes back and we have a repeat performance of Saturday only with more intensity. Fucking great. Passionate, wild and mother-fucking terrific. This tiny broad with the thin but shapely legs, nice boobs and a good ass is out of her mind.

It was all I could do to last as long as I did the time before. I never thought it would be possible to prematurely ejaculate with a rubber on but this broad almost had me there.

By now it's like 4:30 and I'm thinking the guy from before is going to show so I'd better didi out of there so my new find can get some rest. I don't think "the other girl" is going to show.

We go back to the main room where I lay some cash on the table. Could I have gotten this service for free? I think so, but fair is fair.

Besides, she owes me some kalbi.

Brothers, between this one and Girl "B", this is like shooting fish in a barrel. If I wasn't "attached" it would be like Waterbury, pre-raids, all over again. If I had only known about this site before its name was printed in the paper after that fateful day.[/QUOTE]

What can I say you are my fucking hero!! So whats next!

[QUOTE=Sinergy69]What can I say you are my fucking hero!! So whats next![/QUOTE]I say we all toss in a double sawbuck so he can go back again real soon and then post his experience!

That, or find out where he took that creative writing class years ago.

The sad thing is it's going to get pretty routine recommending EVERY post of his as a "report of distinction".

As you know, I only report the way I do so that you can, if you follow my lead, get the most out of your AMP experience. If I didn't love these women so much my reports would be of the "lather, rinse, repeat" variety. My opinion is that all parties should close the deal and feel great about the transaction.

To further update: I'm at a loss as to do about Girl "B". We traded digits a couple of weeks ago, have talked a little; very little in fact: trying to communicate over the phone gives us both a headache. I'm supposed to take her home next month and I have to say, she's gone above and beyond the call of duty where service is concerned.

Anyway, Mrs. Haeyo/Maneyo calls me the other night and asks, "What did you do today, honey?" I told her everything I did but left out the fact that I was with one of her country women for a few hours on Sunday. She says, "I believe you, I trust you." Where the fuck did this come from?

I was under the impression that we weren't going to discuss her work and anything I might be doing while she was "on tour". Talk about a mind fuck. I'm not one for guilt trips but that comment hit a little below the belt.

In any event, we'll see what happens. Mrs. Sarang/Chon will be home in about five weeks so I have just that long to totally screw my shit up.

[QUOTE=Bubba261]I say we all toss in a double sawbuck so he can go back again real soon and then post his experience!

That, or find out where he took that creative writing class years ago.

The sad thing is it's going to get pretty routine recommending EVERY post of his as a "report of distinction".[/QUOTE]But you got to admit he either took up creative writing at a young age and became really good or he is the luckiest son of a biatch when it comes to the K-Girls, but then again he speaks the native tongue, no pun intended!

[QUOTE=Sinergy69]But you got to admit he either took up creative writing at a young age and became really good or he is the luckiest son of a biatch when it comes to the K-Girls, but then again he speaks the native tongue ......no pun intended![/QUOTE]He certainly is experienced (at AMPs and writing), keeping in mind that creative writing doesn't necessarily mean fiction.

This guy's got the K-world by the proverbial balls.

What is a sawback?

Sounds cool - just never heard the term before.

[QUOTE=Bubba261]I say we all toss in a double sawbuck so he can go back again real soon and then post his experience!

That, or find out where he took that creative writing class years ago.
The sad thing is it's going to get pretty routine recommending EVERY post of his as a "report of distinction".[/QUOTE]Sad thing too, Bubba, and just keeping it honest, that not one of your reports has been posted as a Report of Distinction, maybe if you ever visit an AMP you could post and we'll be glad to give you that distinction and double sawbucks!

[QUOTE=Bad Dawg]Sad thing too, Bubba, and just keeping it honest, that not one of your reports has been posted as a Report of Distinction, maybe if you ever visit an AMP you could post and we'll be glad to give you that distinction and double sawbucks![/QUOTE]

Who gives a flying fuck! If that's what you think of my "reports", you haven't done your research or "RTFF". Enough said from me!!

[QUOTE=Bad Dawg]Sad thing too, Bubba, and just keeping it honest, that not one of your reports has been posted as a Report of Distinction, maybe if you ever visit an AMP you could post and we'll be glad to give you that distinction and double sawbucks![/QUOTE]

....only had the patience to go back about five months. Except for a couple of misfires at BC (not an AMP, but a strip club), YOU have had ZERO "reports" yourself. And not a single "report" about a visit to an AMP.

Ever hear about the concept of those who live in glass houses?

You mind your business, I'll mind mine, otay????

[QUOTE=A Fishpro]What is a sawback?

Sounds cool - just never heard the term before.[/QUOTE]Sawbuck = X = $10 bill. He's suggesting a double sawbuck, $20 bill. Its actually quite an old term from late 1800's I think.

WTF?

If you are going to get into it about who reports about what and how often, I'm gonna stop posting. The goal is not to stir shit but to help you have a good time.

I'm not looking for the USASG version of a Pulitzer here. Just read the reports, get what you can out of them and keep your checks coming.

From the PMs I'm getting, a lot of you are glad I'm back and have gotten the info via PM in return.

I can't thank those who have posted nice comments enough but to compare my efforts to other's posts is a bit unfair. I have a lot of time on my hands and enjoy putting my shit in print.

Nice weather is right around the corner. Let us let the spirit of Spring bond us in our search for the not-so-elusive Korean babe.

Amen

[QUOTE=Chon Maneyo]I'm not looking for the USASG version of a Pulitzer here.Amen[/QUOTE]

When writing about sex, isn't it a pull-it-zer?

[QUOTE=Grimpy]Its actually quite an old term from late 1800's I think.[/QUOTE]

1800's? Hey, I'm an old fart but not THAT old! ;)