Norwegian Lolitas
"Er de fint?" Haldor, my Norwegian business associate, asks as he winks at me.
"I'm sorry?" I ask Haldor.
"Ja! Engelske, Engelske," he tries to speak in English, "Idjt dat godt?" he points at the girls.
I look at the two blond-haired lolitas, who are rolling their tongues over the mouth of their beer bottles.
"Very godt!" I try to mimic Haldor, and focus my eyes on the lovely lolitas.
It is almost impossible to compare them with Asian women. As far as curvaceousness is concerned, a voluptuous Asian woman would be considered average and uninteresting in these parts. Of course, Norwegian women lack the almost mesmerizing powers of Asian women, but they compensate for it by exhibiting their uninhibited sexuality and shamelessness.
I take a good look at one of the lolitas. And from where I am sitting, I can see that she is wearing no underwear. Her short skirt glaringly reveals her center of attraction, and the tension between my legs escalates to alarmingly high levels.
"Very godt, very godt!" I repeat my praises, albeit, with more vigor in my tone.
"Dtjen tek djem to you hotdjel room!" Haldor smiles.
I am confused. I have no idea whether the lolitas are hookers or Haldor's helpful and willing employees. You know, the kind of young girls who would be more than happy to entertain their boss' business associate, so that they can secure a pay raise. But what the hell? I am too excited to let the opportunity slip by. And therefore, I accept his offer.
After finishing my drink, I escort the lolitas to the elevator. Haldor walks behind us, and as soon as the lolitas and I enter the elevator, Haldor whispers in my ear, "fuckdj djem godt!"
"I will," I tell him, and wink. As the elevator door gradually closes, Haldor's smiling face contracts into a thin line, and finally, he fades off like a distant blip on a radar screen. One on each side, I squeeze the lolitas closer to me by grabbing their enormous jugs. Thrilled by my shamelessness, they simultaneously try to roll their tongues into my mouth.
I am sure I am going to have a good time. And it will be a night full of fun. Folks, if this continues everyday, I might not return home.
Cheers!





What is Norwigen for "Where is the clap clinic?".
Posted by: acb | Saturday, April 01, 2006 at 09:22 PM
Hey Ron,
It has been a while since I found the time to check the site but seems you are doing very well :D
I will definitly make sure to check it more often if I am not too busy with my own stuff (mainly work and party's).
Ah well, cya mate and have lots of fun, you can never have enough :D
Posted by: Wesley | Thursday, April 13, 2006 at 03:09 AM
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Posted by: psymax | Sunday, May 14, 2006 at 04:17 AM