12/13/04 - A real crowd-pleaser
It was Monday, I was getting bored of eating food in my mansion (seriously like five floors, two kitchens, two living rooms, six huge bedrooms, eight bathrooms,) and figured I needed to go out and find some tan ass Japanese girls. I sat in my room trying to think of where I should go, it was a weekday, during school and work hours and with that figured my only logical choice was to go to Harajuku more commonly known for it having hot girls skipping class to go hang out at and then after or during I figured I could just make my way from there and walk to Shibuya since the entire trail from Harajuku to Shibuya is like fashion boutiques where hot bitches work and skate spots.
Five hours later I slid my thumbs behind the shoulder straps of my backpack carrying my camera equipment and knew, for some reason, that I needed to go to 109. Everyone calls it, "one o nine" and not the number one-hundred and nine. 109 is a mall that has I'm guessing about seven floors to it. To sum it up I'd have to say it's not an equal opportunity employer. Each floor has about seven different shops and it continues with each floor, another seven, another seven or so etc. The girls who work at 109 are incredibly tan, all have perfect hair and you can tell all of them are extremely rich, all meaning not only the employees but the girls shopping there too. With thoughts of it's girls, I walked about five minutes from the station, arrived, opened the front door and automatically realized, even after just taking a few steps into the first floor, that I was going to be like one of the only guys in this towering mall due to the fact it's all women's clothing, lingerie and accessories. It didn't make for me wanting to turn around though, not at all because at the same time the eye-candy was like five people surrounding me with Japanese model magazines, everywhere I looked, no matter what direction, there was a model but in this case they were moving, doing things and instead of glossy paper it was their lips which they all seemed to have had done. I laughed again and made my way around the first floor trying to look as cool and approachable as possible.
For the longest time though there has been this unwritten rule that no Americans can go to 109 and get girls. While I continued to walk around in a circle on the first floor I thought back to times where years prior my fans and I would talk about how we've been to 109 but the girls all seemed way out of our leagues. I went up to the second floor. I arrived on the second floor and my thoughts went blank, I walked around checking out all the Japanese bitches who were shopping and those who were working and of course they all did the same. I made my way around it one more time and then to the third floor. While on the escalator to the third floor I heard the oh-so-recognizable sound of girls giggling. I looked down and about ten steps below me there were three gorgeous Japanese bitches looking up at me. I then looked back up the escalator and smiled while my lips formed the words, "Here we go."
The greatest thing I like about myself is I always have a plan, even when I don't have a plan I have a plan, like all I need is for something to happen and I know what I need to do. Now, on the third floor, I walked around in another circle, looked at all the stores and the Japanese bitches working the counter and then as predicted I heard the same exact noises heard from the escalator and as predicted I turned around to now four, three were those already following me, four girls now were following me. Or weren't they? It was a mall, people can walk the same places I can and they aren't following me. So I needed to know and that's when I put my plan into effect.
I made my way to an escalator going back down to the second floor, went down, looked behind me, the same girls but now plus one. A total of five girls were now following me. I didn't want to make any strong moves by looking at them for too long and so I made it quick. During that time I noticed that the group of three seemed like a group and then the one that was walking onside them had been joined up with the most recent girl. So there was a group of three and a group of two total and these weren't school girls or anything, these were fucking fine ass, thin, and by the looks of it each of the Japanese girls had the kind of money I was looking for. I continued to walk around on the second floor, looked behind me once, same Japanese girls. I then, here is the fun part, made my way back to the third floor, the exact same floor, walked around in a circle, looked behind me once again and it was the same Japanese girls! Then, get this, I went back down to the second floor, walked around in another circle, looked behind me, same Japanese girls and it's like I knew at that point they were following me, you know what I'm saying? There was no way that they weren't.
I made my way to the first floor, then to the entrance but before I left the building I made my move and turned around. Minus the cartoon slamming car brakes noise all the girls surrounded me and went crazy. They knew at that point that I knew they were following me and I finally got a great look at all of them and their bodies. And then I saw her, this girl standing to the left of the small crowd of girls formed around me, there was this girl who wasn't tan but her body was unbelievable. She had been with the other girl in the group of two. I then after realizing that walked up to her and her friend, asked, "boku to deto shimasenka," asking if they wanted to go out with me and they went crazy! "Hai! Hai! (pause) aa majide?!!" With voices similar to those of cute anime characters. I nodded and we left together leaving the other Japanese girls behind. We spent a lot of time just walking around, neither of them could speak any English but we talked forever. They then, while we were in the Sentagai part of Shibuya, asked me to go take purikura with them because I looked so cool. I again nodded and realized that the girl who I was pretty much head over heels for at this point was all clinging onto my arm, trying to like send signals to her friend that I was her's and it reminded me a lot of spending time with Ina back in 2001, how when I first met her, we went to Club Asia P, she did the exact same thing around her friends to me and let me tell you, when the Japanese girls you dream about fucking are dreaming about fucking you it is a beautiful thing. We all took purikura together, then like clockwork the Japanese girl that I wanted to fuck's friend had to leave and after her friend apologized I bowed with a smile because I knew what was going on. After her friend left we continued to talk until going, without any talk of going, to a love hotel with a name in English like something sun or sun tan something. Part of me felt like I should be taking it slower but then I was thinking like, if we didn't even talk about it and it's happening then it's supposed to happen.
When we got onto the bed I brought myself as slow as softcore videos in between her legs. We still had our clothes on. Her legs, when spread, opened up her mini-skirt and revealed expensive looking panties. Can you imagine like, I could barely feel her legs on side of me, they were so thin but fuck, all I could think of was my backpack with all my cameras in it. After we removed each others clothes, I wanted to eat pussy, do something but she seemed hesitant to start, saying in Japanese that having sex with me was going to be the first time she had ever had sex with a foreigner. I was like, "and?" Thinking she was just saying that to make me feel special or something but like as we started to have sex it was clear to me she had said it because her pussy was tight, you know what I'm saying? And she was loving it. But then there I was, pounding away at this Japanese girl's picture perfect body, then looking over at my backpack full of cameras, then at her, then at my backpack, then at her and I was going crazy cause like I needed to film, I had to film.
After having sex with her for what seemed like an hour, I finally asked if I could film, she said she wanted me to and how she all wanted to watch it afterwards! I knew then that I had found true love. The next day we woke up, she told me in Japanese something about her belly hurting, I figured it was just her having had done anal for the first time. An hour or so before the time we had to leave the hotel, I got all my spent one-time use cameras together, we left the hotel and had lunch at 109, oddly enough. After lunch and leaving 109, when we were at the front of Starbucks, she asked me if I had a cellphone. I said no, but said I did have e-mail. She then handed me her cellphone and I punched in the address, she then double checked to make sure she had it (without me even saying anything, remember this girl is my dream girl and so it's like, what.. Isn't there supposed to be a challenge?!) And once she realized she had it we hugged, held hands and crossed the street. At the train station we said our goodbyes, I was all thinking that was it and thank God for video cameras. Before leaving she smiled and said she was going to e-mail later that same night. And left.
The week passed, we sent emails to each other like crazy. Thursday rolled around and I wanted to go visit my friends over in Kamata. It was Thursday night, I grabbed a beer from the station, drank it while I left the station towards my friends house after arriving in Kamata. It was incredibly windy, really cold, I was wearing shorts and a throw-back. I arrived in front of their house, rung their little intercom deal and with the occupants not expecting me to even be in Japan I hollared, "Whasssssssssssup." (click) and heard running down the stairs. The door opened and it was my friend's brother. "Yo! whasssssssup pimp!" I yelled at him, "Ah! Josh, samui?" and then I said, "Nah i'm good, hey is your sister around?" he then looked down trying to remember english for a second and then said, "Ahhh.. no, sorii, she isa... at work." and he busted out his cellphone, called her and waved for me to come inside and up the stairs to their lounge. Nobody was home which was weird, like they are always there. He then hung up the phone and said her cellphone wasent turned on. I nodded and said, "It's all good, so what have you been up to? still rapping?" and then he was all, "Ah! hold on preisu, chotto matte.." and he left the lounge and ran up another flight of stairs. He then returned with a video and a CD and said, "This is aaaaaa.... mai, rap bideo." He then put the video in the VCR and all the sudden I'm seeing this kid who I've known for like three years in this big-time rap music video and I asked when it happened. He then said, "November." It was crazy though, he had made it big time and I knew him. After that we watched Simpsons in Japanese, his older brother came home from being out and he was like, "Josh!!!" moments later the younger brother's phone rang and it was his sister, he gave the phone to me and she said, "Josh!!! hey, when did you come to Japan?!" and I said, "I arrived on the 10th, it's been crazy!" and she then was all like, "Oh yeah, did you meet many girls?" and I was like, "Yeah, but wait, how've you been?" and she was like, "I've been good, oh hey, I'm having party at Club Asia tomorrow, I can put you on guest list so it's only 1,500yen and you get free drink that's worth 500yen so then you can get in for 1,000yen ($10) when otherwise you would have to pay like 4,000.. maybe 5,000yen ($50)," and I said, "Yeah put me down for Josh+1," and she said, "Ok, and I will get to see you right?" and I was all, "Of course! It should be fun." we then said our goodbyes, I gave the phone back to her brother, they talked, after that we chilled for awhile and I headed back to my mansion.
I arrived back home. Put the CD my friend gave me on the table, a girl in the house was saying she knew the group and then I pointed out, "Yeah that guy is my friend." while turning on my computer to check my e-mail. I logged on to hotmail and there was no e-mail and I was like, "Finally! I knew it couldn't be this easy.." and kind of laughed to myself realizing that she was playing hard to get now. I reclined in my chair thinking about her and then for some reason, I don't know why, I checked my junk email folder and get this, hotmail had put like three of her e-mails including one that was sent that day in my junk e-mail (for random symbols? I don't know.) but so then I moved them out, marked them not as junk e-mail and the one she had sent out most recently had asked if I wanted to go to Shibuya with her on Friday. I then e-mailed her back telling her I wanted to too and to meet me at Hachiko statue at nine. I then ate some food, checked my email after it had been like two hours and she wrote back with cute little japanese icon smile faces and her saying she was sooooo excited to be seeing me again. And for a second there I thought I didn't have a hold on my game, silly me. So Friday rolls around, since it was like the very next day, I showed up about ten minutes early to take advantage of drinking in public and Akiba Yuki showed up two minutes early apologizing as if I had been there all day or something, I smiled, like smiling for a camera. She then asked where I wanted to go and for it being Friday I told her we should go to TGIfridays, we then spent about fifteen minutes trying to find it, after finding it we walked up the staircase, went in to put our names down, they told us it'd be ten minutes and we went back outside since it was warm.
We leaned against a rail, talking about how great each other is and then like out of the blue Akiba Yuki asked me to hold on a second. I said, "ok," and watched as she opened her handbag. She then took out her cellphone, turned it around and showed me a video of me, from the back, walking around 109 during the time she followed me! I couldn't believe it!
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