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and I knew that I wasn't ready to have one-night stand,
but I was also really horny all the time
and honestly, I would've slept with anyone
My sober self knew that I wasn't ready,
I wore a decidedly puritanical outfit
Like, just the like the ugliest bra you could think of.
We go to the party and I get drunk.
There was like, beer pong and people were shotgunning
and mixing all sorts of flavored vodkas.
I sort of loved it and hated it at the same time.
And I see this guy who's wearing a frat shirt,
and I was like, You, you're perfect.
I don't think we exchanged any words.
And at one point, he was like, Wait, pause,
on my friend Shula's dorm room wall.
to go back to his dorm room and hook up.
I do remember sort of panicking on the way there,
knowing that his expectations and mine were different
He took off my shirt, and the first thing he said
At this point I'm sobering up a little bit,
and I think, Am I gonna go through with this?
But I wanted to be polite, I didn't wanna offend him.
So I was just going with the strategy of distracting him.
So I was like, What kind of books do you like?
And he was like, I don't really read,
and kept pulling at my skirt, trying to get it off.
And I was like, Okay, but if you had to pick
just one book that you've read that you really liked.
And he was like, Okay, who's the guy
and certified academic asshole, was aghast.
and he kept kissing my neck and just littering my body
with all these horrible teenage-y hickeys,
And so I just went with the first thing
that popped in my head, I'm on my period,
It was like, Can you at least do anything?
And my closing line was, Not if you like Michael Crichton.
As I'm walking home, I have my shoes in my hand
and don't feel bad about offending a bro at a party
because you don't owe them anything.
Learn how to say no in whatever way you know how.
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BRAD hadn’t had a massage before so was looking forward to a great new experience in Hong Kong. Except he found himself in the wrong kind of massage parlour.
IT WAS the first day of our honeymoon in Hong Kong and my new wife, Sarah, talked me into getting a massage.
I’d never had a massage before. So we went to the first place just off the main road. They had a little neon sign of a foot with pressure points on the door. Seemed legit...
We knocked and a woman opened the door, she saw me standing there and then opened the door further with a smile. As soon as the door opened wide enough to reveal Sarah her face changed. It was the strangest thing ever because she literally said “Oh no, sorry we’re closed” and shut the door on us.
The same thing happened two more times at two different places after that. Who would have thought it would be so hard to get a massage in the middle of Hong Kong late in the afternoon?
Finally, Sarah gave up and decided to get her hair done instead, but by this stage, I was all psyched up and really wanted my first massage. So we split up, she went to get her hair done, I continued my massage mission.
I ended up finding a little place on the third level above the salon. It was real clinical looking. Almost like a little doctor surgery.
A local woman in her 40s opened up and finally, this one was open for business. She was very welcoming. She asked me what I wanted and I said: “Whole body please”.
She ushered me into the little room, pointed to the towels and told me to strip before she came back in two minutes.
A few minutes later she came back in and began the massage. It was nice.
This is what everyone’s been raving about, I thought.
She was doing my back, my lower back and moved down over my bum to my legs. About 25 minutes in, my body was so relaxed, I was almost falling asleep.
It must have only been her little pinky, but it brushed underneath the towel. I was like: “Oops”. Must have been an accident.
But, a few kneads later it happened again. Only this time with the tips of two fingers. It was a little higher up the back of my leg and a little further between them...
By the third time, I was wide awake. It wasn’t a little brush this time. I could definitely feel her fingers touch my balls.
This is probably what she does all the time, I reasoned, it’s a different culture, so it only becomes weird if I make it weird. So I tried to relax and we continued.
A few moments later I was relieved when she patted my bum to signal me to turn over, it was obviously a false alarm. I laid on my back with the towel on my front this time. She started massaging the front of my legs. It was a little more ticklish now.
Again she went up my thigh and again her fingertips went under the towel a bit. Again she made contact with me and I let out a little giggle.
But then I thought to myself: “We’re all professionals here Brad, don’t be a child”.
So after a bit of deep breathing, I was able to regain control. This was purely a professional interaction between a 40-year-old local woman and a newly married 22-year-old Australian man. Absolutely nothing to worry about.
Without any notice whatsoever, she pulled the towel away and grabbed my penis. I sat up straight away to cover myself and said: “Oh sorry, no no no”.
The woman nodded her head and continued to hold on whilst I tried to pull it from her grip like some bizarre game of tug o’penis.
I said: “Oh no, thank you, I’m okay” and she replied, “It’s okay, no more cost... free”.
So there I was. Only two days into my new marriage and somehow locked in a one way haggle for a free handjob. All I could think of was that I’d gone and f*cked it all up already.
I quickly moved away from the woman, got up to put my clothes back on, paid for my massage and got the hell out of there. Who would have thought $20 would go so far?!
It’s safe to say I wasn’t off to a great start. I went back down to meet up with Sarah and come clean about my first accidental affair.
She was like: “What did you think would happen if you had no underwear on?”
Now when you go break it down like that it kinda looks worse than it is but on the surface, I had been violated. And no one told me I should keep my clothes on.
Luckily she saw the humour, but I haven’t been allowed to get a massage without her since...
Brad Kearns is a husband and father of two. The 28-year-old began his social media debut with a frustrated parenting post which seen his story circumnavigate the globe. Brad has since kept his 100k+ readers in tears and stitches on his Facebook page DaDMuM as he shares his brutally honest thoughts of family life.
This story originally appeared on kidspot.com.au and was reprodcued with permission.
For more stories visit kidspot.com.au .
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BRAD hadn’t had a massage before so was looking forward to a great new experience in Hong Kong. Except he found himself in the wrong kind of massage parlour.
IT WAS the first day of our honeymoon in Hong Kong and my new wife, Sarah, talked me into getting a massage.
I’d never had a massage before. So we went to the first place just off the main road. They had a little neon sign of a foot with pressure points on the door. Seemed legit...
We knocked and a woman opened the door, she saw me standing there and then opened the door further with a smile. As soon as the door opened wide enough to reveal Sarah her face changed. It was the strangest thing ever because she literally said “Oh no, sorry we’re closed” and shut the door on us.
The same thing happened two more times at two different places after that. Who would have thought it would be so hard to get a massage in the middle of Hong Kong late in the afternoon?
Finally, Sarah gave up and decided to get her hair done instead, but by this stage, I was all psyched up and really wanted my first massage. So we split up, she went to get her hair done, I continued my massage mission.
I ended up finding a little place on the third level above the salon. It was real clinical looking. Almost like a little doctor surgery.
A local woman in her 40s opened up and finally, this one was open for business. She was very welcoming. She asked me what I wanted and I said: “Whole body please”.
She ushered me into the little room, pointed to the towels and told me to strip before she came back in two minutes.
A few minutes later she came back in and began the massage. It was nice.
This is what everyone’s been raving about, I thought.
She was doing my back, my lower back and moved down over my bum to my legs. About 25 minutes in, my body was so relaxed, I was almost falling asleep.
It must have only been her little pinky, but it brushed underneath the towel. I was like: “Oops”. Must have been an accident.
But, a few kneads later it happened again. Only this time with the tips of two fingers. It was a little higher up the back of my leg and a little further between them...
By the third time, I was wide awake. It wasn’t a little brush this time. I could definitely feel her fingers touch my balls.
This is probably what she does all the time, I reasoned, it’s a different culture, so it only becomes weird if I make it weird. So I tried to relax and we continued.
A few moments later I was relieved when she patted my bum to signal me to turn over, it was obviously a false alarm. I laid on my back with the towel on my front this time. She started massaging the front of my legs. It was a little more ticklish now.
Again she went up my thigh and again her fingertips went under the towel a bit. Again she made contact with me and I let out a little giggle.
But then I thought to myself: “We’re all professionals here Brad, don’t be a child”.
So after a bit of deep breathing, I was able to regain control. This was purely a professional interaction between a 40-year-old local woman and a newly married 22-year-old Australian man. Absolutely nothing to worry about.
Without any notice whatsoever, she pulled the towel away and grabbed my penis. I sat up straight away to cover myself and said: “Oh sorry, no no no”.
The woman nodded her head and continued to hold on whilst I tried to pull it from her grip like some bizarre game of tug o’penis.
I said: “Oh no, thank you, I’m okay” and she replied, “It’s okay, no more cost... free”.
So there I was. Only two days into my new marriage and somehow locked in a one way haggle for a free handjob. All I could think of was that I’d gone and f*cked it all up already.
I quickly moved away from the woman, got up to put my clothes back on, paid for my massage and got the hell out of there. Who would have thought $20 would go so far?!
It’s safe to say I wasn’t off to a great start. I went back down to meet up with Sarah and come clean about my first accidental affair.
She was like: “What did you think would happen if you had no underwear on?”
Now when you go break it down like that it kinda looks worse than it is but on the surface, I had been violated. And no one told me I should keep my clothes on.
Luckily she saw the humour, but I haven’t been allowed to get a massage without her since...
Brad Kearns is a husband and father of two. The 28-year-old began his social media debut with a frustrated parenting post which seen his story circumnavigate the globe. Brad has since kept his 100k+ readers in tears and stitches on his Facebook page DaDMuM as he shares his brutally honest thoughts of family life.
This story originally appeared on kidspot.com.au and was reprodcued with permission.
For more stories visit kidspot.com.au .
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