It's Thursday, July 18, 1991, Ohtawara-shi (Ohtawara City), Tochigi-ken (Tochigi Prefecture), Japan
I sleep in today.
I don't go in to work today. There's no school because there are exams and then summer vacation for my junior high school students. Since I'm JUST a gaijin (foreigner) assistant English teacher on the JET (Japan Exchange & Teaching) Programme, I lack the same responsibilities as the Japanese teachers as it's supposed to be stressful enough for a foreigner just to live in Japan.
So instead of work, I'm on vacation. I do a jigsaw puzzle and then ride my bicycle around the outskirts of town... just looking at things and enjoying life.
Ashley has another enkai (party) to go to tonight, and just like the past few nights when she's had a party, she show's up drunk at my doorstep looking for action.
We kiss for awhile, and I get drunk sucking all of the beer embedded in her tongue. We then watch the Mission Impossible movie and a few episodes of Designing Women (which she really likes, so I have my mom record it for me and then send over). Then, sated intellectually, it's time for the physical/emotional satisfaction.
We have a nice little bout of three hour sex. We even do it without a condom, though I am expected to finish up outside. While we were together previously as an actual couple (as opposed to a couple of horn dogs), there was no way she would have let me do that - but now that we are friends with benefits, it's okay.
I swear, I'll never understand women.
I ride my bicycle home with her to make sure she doesn't ride off into a rice paddy and drown and get back home at around 2AM.
I had kissed her goodnight, and I could feel the passion... but it was still just sexual passion and not love. I'm an emotional guy - despite my love of sex. I want... no need more.
Isn't it funny? I get what I wanted (Ashley as a friend with benefits leaving me free to see, date and screw any other woman I want), but it's still not enough. Am I never going to be satisfied with my lot in life?
Aside from the nights, the days are long and emotionally unfulfilling. I yearn for Ashley tragically.
Somewhere puzzled,
Andrew Joseph
Today's blog title is by The Offspring: SUCKER
PS: You'll notice that I said I rode my bicycle rather than my motorcycle. The damn thing scares the crap out of me. I don't want to die!
I sleep in today.
I don't go in to work today. There's no school because there are exams and then summer vacation for my junior high school students. Since I'm JUST a gaijin (foreigner) assistant English teacher on the JET (Japan Exchange & Teaching) Programme, I lack the same responsibilities as the Japanese teachers as it's supposed to be stressful enough for a foreigner just to live in Japan.
So instead of work, I'm on vacation. I do a jigsaw puzzle and then ride my bicycle around the outskirts of town... just looking at things and enjoying life.
Ashley has another enkai (party) to go to tonight, and just like the past few nights when she's had a party, she show's up drunk at my doorstep looking for action.
We kiss for awhile, and I get drunk sucking all of the beer embedded in her tongue. We then watch the Mission Impossible movie and a few episodes of Designing Women (which she really likes, so I have my mom record it for me and then send over). Then, sated intellectually, it's time for the physical/emotional satisfaction.
We have a nice little bout of three hour sex. We even do it without a condom, though I am expected to finish up outside. While we were together previously as an actual couple (as opposed to a couple of horn dogs), there was no way she would have let me do that - but now that we are friends with benefits, it's okay.
I swear, I'll never understand women.
I ride my bicycle home with her to make sure she doesn't ride off into a rice paddy and drown and get back home at around 2AM.
I had kissed her goodnight, and I could feel the passion... but it was still just sexual passion and not love. I'm an emotional guy - despite my love of sex. I want... no need more.
Isn't it funny? I get what I wanted (Ashley as a friend with benefits leaving me free to see, date and screw any other woman I want), but it's still not enough. Am I never going to be satisfied with my lot in life?
Aside from the nights, the days are long and emotionally unfulfilling. I yearn for Ashley tragically.
Somewhere puzzled,
Andrew Joseph
Today's blog title is by The Offspring: SUCKER
PS: You'll notice that I said I rode my bicycle rather than my motorcycle. The damn thing scares the crap out of me. I don't want to die!
