Recently, an old friend and co-worker from my previous work sent me an private message on Facebook. I was thrilled to find out about his message on his upcoming arrival in a few weeks from abroad. I am truly looking forward in meeting up with him and his immediate family. He has been living happily in the United States for the past four years with his lovely wife and two young boys ages two (2) and four (4). He was asking me one time that we should go out and grab a couple of beers and eats some balut and chicharon like what most typical Pinoys who have not have eaten the local street foods in a very long time. I told him "Why don't we paint the town red? when you are in-country". He said Okay bro!A week after touching down and being in-country, he mentioned to me that he will be away in the province for a couple of days with his wife's relatives and visit their old friends as well. I obliged and said I will wait bro. It dawned to me that I need fresh information on the latest from my so called soul brother "RonX". I immediately received a response from him through SMS and called him to make things clear. I believe in the reliability of Brother "RonX" who is more updated on the happenings around the metropolis and where the hot action is happening especially with women.
I promised that I show him around where most red blooded men will go like the two boys playing Starsky and Hutch on his old beatdown Mitsubishi Pajero which is still working and we rode to the KTV. He felt so amazed with the joint wherein he hasn't seen the bright lights of KTV in years after being a dutiful father to his two kids and a loyal husband I felt like I am his guardian devil kind of familiarizing him some worldly activities again after being brainwashed with a normal life.
He felt uncomfortable at first but he adapted with the bright lights and loud noises of the establishment with lovely women passing over us. We downed a couple of beers on that particularly cold night as we were and sharing and telling stories on what happened on us after four years of not getting in touch with each other. I told him I missed the old days and the old times at work. We were partners in crime then when he was still a single guy who was a playboy and I know for sure he hadn't change a bit but he did as he told me everything on his life transform events that transpired during his stay on the US and having a family there but I am still not convinced with his ploys as I remember before "A playboy is always a playboy even if your pipes are getting rusty" nowadays.
He surely felt amazed over the sideshows and the women on the KTV bar we explored and had a great time. I ask the manager if he could recommend to us some ladies. The floor manager obliged and contacted the two young ladies to escort us to the VIP room. We shared and chatted with the ladies and they mentioned they were just newbies in the establishments just a few weeks from being hired in this joint. The two hot broads look like average of 19 or 20s something lady. I found out that one of them was still studying college (I sometimes don't believe in what they say).
To end this story short "What stays in KTV, stays in KTV Bar".
Silent Operator Dan, is 30 something heterosexual male. A part-time blogger, adult scene observer / patron and a frustated writer of some sort although he was a former editor-in-chief of his college newspaper. He currently resides somewhere out of the realm of the city limits and dabbles in high finance and business. You can catch him at http://theconfessionsofayoungman.blogspot.com.
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