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Before I begin, an important note.
I did not go with the tout to whatever dungeon she would of let me to, this is just my experience with how I was able to stop my rod from leading me into a possibly crap/dangerous experience.
Its just gone past new year's and I find myself in Roppongi of all places ( I did take the advice to try and go to a temple (thanks to those in the thread I posted last night), however all the ones near me were either not doing anything special or was mid at best) wandering out of the Hub as the clock has just past midnight, with multiple gin and tonics already consumed and a few conversation with fellow tourist making me feel a touch less lonely than normal.
I'd had already past multiple touts offering a 'massage' on the way from Don Quixote to the Hub, so I wasn't expecting any more bother from them.
However, as I left the Family Mart from the other side of the main road and headed to Wendy's for a quick carb (hangover avoiding) feed, I'm approached by a new tout (she was the 4th one to approach me that night.)
Now, in my tipsy state I had already figured out my reply to any and all touts that approached me after having multiple of them asking me for the same thing.
"Look, unless you have an top 100 AV actress waiting for me, I don't want to have a bar of it"
I was getting ready to use this line and any possible retorts if she was able to say yes and give a name which I could remember, but then she said something I wasn't expecting...
"I will give you a massage"
I was not expecting this statement. She looked ok, but was definitely was entering the age bracket of a mamasan rather that a Kabukicho starlet, and to use a quote from Groucho Marx "A man is only as old as the women he feels" (And I would like to keep that age to where my biological clock is, entering my mid 20's.)
I'm ashamed to admit it, but if any of the other touts said that they would do it (and they looked good I'll tell you,) then I may of been writing about a different experience.
I respectfully decline, and cross the road to head to Wendy's to have the worst chilli fries that I have ever had in my brief existence and with it placing the chain on my shit list.
I head back out to head towards the metro station when I make a massive mistake, my path leads right back past her. I almost make it to the escalator outside FamilyMart when she grabs me by the arm and stops me before I can make the U-turn down to the station.
"Please come with me, you can do whatever you want"
My curiosity sets in.
"How much" I ask? "And I can do anything?"
"3000 yen, yes you can " she replies.
For a moment, my manhood considers the offer.
"Only 3000 yen, she at least looks like an 10,000 yen root, and maybe I can go raw..."
Luckily for me, my 5 non pissed brain cells kick into gear and get my privates to stand down.
"Look, I'm good for tonight, thanks for the offer, and have a good new year's" I said as I bolt for the escalators down to the Hibiya Line, ignoring her last pleas before realising that the last train has already bolted out of the station. In a stroke of luck, my non wasted braincells are still ticking over, and I remember that I can go to the Midtown exit and walk around to get back to my hotel, avoiding what could of been a disastrous lapse in judgment.
So, why did I write this? Mostly just to share the experience and give whatever warning that might be extrapolated from this tale.
I'll leave you with one piece of advice from this encounter, don't let your dick take the lead with randoms who approach you from the street, especially when you're pissed.
It might be common sense, but it's always a good reminder to have.
I did not go with the tout to whatever dungeon she would of let me to, this is just my experience with how I was able to stop my rod from leading me into a possibly crap/dangerous experience.
Its just gone past new year's and I find myself in Roppongi of all places ( I did take the advice to try and go to a temple (thanks to those in the thread I posted last night), however all the ones near me were either not doing anything special or was mid at best) wandering out of the Hub as the clock has just past midnight, with multiple gin and tonics already consumed and a few conversation with fellow tourist making me feel a touch less lonely than normal.
I'd had already past multiple touts offering a 'massage' on the way from Don Quixote to the Hub, so I wasn't expecting any more bother from them.
However, as I left the Family Mart from the other side of the main road and headed to Wendy's for a quick carb (hangover avoiding) feed, I'm approached by a new tout (she was the 4th one to approach me that night.)
Now, in my tipsy state I had already figured out my reply to any and all touts that approached me after having multiple of them asking me for the same thing.
"Look, unless you have an top 100 AV actress waiting for me, I don't want to have a bar of it"
I was getting ready to use this line and any possible retorts if she was able to say yes and give a name which I could remember, but then she said something I wasn't expecting...
"I will give you a massage"
I was not expecting this statement. She looked ok, but was definitely was entering the age bracket of a mamasan rather that a Kabukicho starlet, and to use a quote from Groucho Marx "A man is only as old as the women he feels" (And I would like to keep that age to where my biological clock is, entering my mid 20's.)
I'm ashamed to admit it, but if any of the other touts said that they would do it (and they looked good I'll tell you,) then I may of been writing about a different experience.
I respectfully decline, and cross the road to head to Wendy's to have the worst chilli fries that I have ever had in my brief existence and with it placing the chain on my shit list.
I head back out to head towards the metro station when I make a massive mistake, my path leads right back past her. I almost make it to the escalator outside FamilyMart when she grabs me by the arm and stops me before I can make the U-turn down to the station.
"Please come with me, you can do whatever you want"
My curiosity sets in.
"How much" I ask? "And I can do anything?"
"3000 yen, yes you can " she replies.
For a moment, my manhood considers the offer.
"Only 3000 yen, she at least looks like an 10,000 yen root, and maybe I can go raw..."
Luckily for me, my 5 non pissed brain cells kick into gear and get my privates to stand down.
"Look, I'm good for tonight, thanks for the offer, and have a good new year's" I said as I bolt for the escalators down to the Hibiya Line, ignoring her last pleas before realising that the last train has already bolted out of the station. In a stroke of luck, my non wasted braincells are still ticking over, and I remember that I can go to the Midtown exit and walk around to get back to my hotel, avoiding what could of been a disastrous lapse in judgment.
So, why did I write this? Mostly just to share the experience and give whatever warning that might be extrapolated from this tale.
I'll leave you with one piece of advice from this encounter, don't let your dick take the lead with randoms who approach you from the street, especially when you're pissed.
It might be common sense, but it's always a good reminder to have.
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