This is a quick summary of my last three visits and maybe a cry for help. It is rare when a man can look into a mirror and admit that he is losing it and needs some intervention. Read below and see why
Couple of weeks ago, on a happy Friday:
Phone rings, Ring tone to the tune of Excorist. It can only be one person. The Mistress of the Ying Yang.
Canti: Hello
Mrs. Yang: Hello Honey
Canti: Hey whats going on
Mrs. Yang: I miss you baby (you all know the nasally voice by now)
Canti: On my way home, whats up
Mrs. Yang: Nothing, I want to say Hi, come to my office and say hello
Canti: No, you know I can't resist that ass of yours. And those playdough nipples.
Mrs. Yang: No, no Ying Yang for you. Only talk say hello to good friend.
Canti: Ok, I'll be there in a few.
-Walk into building, bypass the guard who makes you fags sign in and grab the elevator.
-Knock on door, door opens and wtf did I come in here for. She was wearing daisy dukes shorts with her pussy lips sticking out the sides.
Mrs. Yang: Hello baby, I look ok.
Canti: Fuck me, here's my wallet, take off the shorts and ****
Last Thursday:
Theme from Exorcist again.
Mrs. Yang: Homey, How are you
Canti: Whats up, Linda Blair
Mrs. Yang: Who
Canti: Never mind
Mrs. Yang: Honey my lawyer give me paper and I can't read. My sucker qweilo can't come now, he is with his wife. You read I give you massage ass you read.
-She's been good to me and I think I should help her with the papers.
-Walk into building, bypass the guard who makes you fags sign in and grab the elevator.
-Knock on door, door opens
Mrs. Yang: Come inside , nice and cool here
Canti: I have to read and go, quickly
Mrs. Yang: Ok, let me get it out of my bag
-She bends over to get her back, and she exposes that beautiful twat and everyone's favorite growth.
Canti: Fuck me, here's my wallet, take off the dress and ****
This afternoon:
Mrs. Yang: Honey, my qweilo is running some errands for me, can you check why my computer no working.
Canti: Come on, I have things to do.
Mrs. Yang: Fuck you, you all the time thinking Ying Yang. I need you help me. You americans so stupid.
Canti: Be there in a few.
-Walk into building, bypass the guard who makes you fags sign in and grab the elevator.
-Knock on door, door opens
Mrs. Yang: Hurry, I can't see my soap opera, and send messgs to my friends.
ALT, CTL and Delete (3 finger salute to my geek homeys)
Canti: See no problem, here's my wallet, take off the dress and ****, on the rag today, guess Billy Joel better be performing today
I know what you are thinking, delete the number. She has my number tattooed somewhere on her body and I can't change my number.
For the love of ***, Ineed help. I might accidentally father a baby and she'll blame it on her gweilo and I can't have my little Trident be raised by that guy.
p.s. she said that she will have a big surprise on Friday, what's a man to do.