Lalaine – Raid-proof Poonanny
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I decided to do a night-time patrol this week so I started off by heading to the SM Mall which is convenient because it’s right near where I am staying. While I was approaching the entrance, I noticed an enticingly cute little girl standing outside looking at the movie listings. She had on this eye-catching red shirt with shiny purple shorts and silver, sparkly heels. All of that coupled by a “spinner” type build and adorable doe-like eyes, put evil thoughts in my head right away. Oh shit, I’m out of cash! No problem, the ATM was just a few steps away and I was able to keep my eye on her as I withdrew my paper aphrodisiac.
Just as I got my money, she started to walk away and I followed her around the corner towards the back of the mall where there’s a courtyard with places to sit and eat. Yes, I know this was very predator-like and even perhaps perverted. Guilty as charged, thank you. If you want to see “proper” dating techniques go watch Billionaire Matchmaker or something—–this is Trike Patrol. We didn’t fly thousands of miles to settle for whichever flabby, less-than-attractive girl might “allow” us to talk to them in public. This is a different world here guys. A world where men can still be men. We see. We want. We take. (Ok, there’s usually a Trike ride involved somewhere in there too)
So my target sat down on one of the benches and I quickly picked an eatery with a clear line-of-sight to her location. I sat, ordered some Spaghetti and then watched and waited. Moments later, she looked over at me and right then I knew I was made. Could this chick even be a freelancer trolling for a score? Well, that makes two of us I thought, so I headed over to introduce myself. With all the bar raids and closures lately, there are a lot of girls running around with no income or things to keep them busy. I have a thing in my pants that might do the trick for this one.
So I approached and sat down, introduced myself and did some small-talk. It’s amazing how easy it is here to simply meet a girl anywhere and start talking. Nothing like back home. Her name is Lalaine and she’s 19 years old. Except for slightly imperfect teeth, she was a real doll up close. She gave me the ol’ “I’m waiting for my friend” line when I asked what she was doing there. Don’t know how many times we’ve heard that one. I invited her to join me at my table and share some food and she was more than happy to. That is when I started to pour it on. She acted shy to the camera at first, but I just played the part of the goofy foreign tourist filming his vacation.
With the best sad puppy-dog face I could muster, I told her I was heading to my hotel next and asked if she’d join me as I don’t like to be alone. That got an immediate eye-sparkling response which told me that was probably what she was looking for out here in the first place. To sweeten the deal, I took her clothes shopping and got her a nice new outfit she liked; one she tried on and looked just as cute in. Then it was out the mall doors and to the Trike with her. That is my favorite part I must say. When you’re riding back to the hotel with that brand new piece of as and you know you’ve closed the deal. The anticipation of what’s about to happen is my ultimate high. Who needs mind-altering drugs when you’re in a magical pussy wonderland like this?
