Showing her the best nightlife [mf]

While backpacking around New Zealand a few years ago, I took a temporary job working at an agency that helped other backpackers find work, somewhere to stay and things to do. With the constant flow of girls coming in, I thoroughly enjoyed flirting with the pretty ones, and the dirty-looking ones, with the occasional success.

One Friday evening, five minutes before we were due to close, two German girls came in looking for work and, more urgently, somewhere to stay that night. I pointed them in the direction of a local hostel and wished them luck. As they were leaving, the cutest of the two asked where was good to go for a few drinks. I offered to show them round the local nightspots, and we arranged to meet in a nearby pub.

[mf] + [mf] Japanese Tag Team

I’m now a happily married (and monogamous) man, but in my day was more than happy to play the field as much as I could. As the sex has dried up with the wife, the more these memories are used to help “release the pressure “.

One summer I had to take some holiday at short notice, so went in to my nearest student travel agent and booked a space on a Contiki bus tour around Europe that was departing the next morning. The group was full of young travellers, mainly from Australia, New Zealand, Canada and the US. There was also a pair of seriously hot Japanese girls, who were by far the most attractive girls on the bus – one of them was arguably the hottest girl I had ever seen in the flesh. As the only Brit on the bus, I was a bit of a novelty and played it up as much as I could. I got drunk and had fun with everyone, and was popular with most of the group, mainly for doing stupid things like falling off a boat into a canal in Amsterdam. Despite this, I just couldn’t get laid and, going in to the last night, had only had a “consolation blow job” from the roommate of the girl my roommate was shagging.