China Gaga

By Mike Shaw

My Adventures of Sex, Lust and Love in the Booming China!

Back in the U.S., I was engaged to a Chinese-American woman. When the first financial crisis took away my job, my life's savings, and my hopes for the future, my beautiful fiancée left me, too. I took a trip to China to clear my head. While in China, a special fraternity of men showed me how the locals really partied. I learned to navigate the dating and the sex scenes in China. I became an expert at bedding local Chinese women. I went to KTV's, hair salons, saunas, and foot massage places. I experienced professional women, housewives, college students, and even some party members. It was paradise.

I almost had sex with a red tag girl inside the KTV room. I fell crazy in love with the most beautiful Chinese girl. I was used by her, played by her, slept with her, and then dumped by her. I seduced an exotic looking masseuse away from her perverted manager. I almost took home a sweet innocent girl from the hair salon street and I had to run for my life from the Shanghai police. All those happened on my third night in China.

The story is based on real people and true events. Only the names and certain details were changed to protect both the guilty and the innocent. It contains 15,800 words.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Golden Cub Limited Partnership
• Release date: Dec 20, 2022
• ISBN: 9798215985168

Book preview

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Remember, red tag means she's available, black tag means she's not. Eagle smiled and whispered at me, reminding me the rules of this particular KTV establishment.  

Eagle, for we all respectfully called him, was the oldest and the leader of our pack. He turned 53 this past March. He was a Chinese Canadian with over 20 years of experiences doing business in China.

Danny, my best friend since college, introduced me to the group, but Eagle really tried to take me under his wings.

Tonight was my third night in China, the second time I went out with the guys, and the first time I might actually do it with a local Chinese girl.

I had not been with any other woman since my ex-fiancée Jen Li broke off the engagement a few months ago.

Let's both take some time to think things through. That was the way she put it.  

I love Asian women and I always have. I fantasized about their long silky black hair and tight little slit. I love how smooth their skins feel and how they can make a man really feel like a man.

Growing up many guys in the old neighborhood had the same fantasy as I; but it was me who actually finally dated and engaged to one.

I was never the cool kid on the block; but when the news I was dating a Chinese girl travelled back, suddenly my coolness and desirability increased dramatically.

The girls in the neighborhood secretly tried to compare themselves to my cute Chinese girlfriend while the guys wanted to know if Asian chicks were truly tighter than the white chicks.

I would never tell and that fueled the gossips even more.  Jen was the love of my life for all those amazing five years. I loved her with all my heart and soul.

I tried to be everything to her; I even learned to speak rather good Mandarin Chinese so I could communicate with her folks.

I thought I was everything any woman, not just a Chinese American woman, could want in a man.

Apparently, I was not. There were still too many things about her culture and her deep desires I just did not and could not know. Our last conversations replayed in my mind.

Mike, you know I will always love you.

Then why do you want to call off the engagement?

It's not you, it's me. I really need to think things through right now.

Is it because I got laid off? I can find another job easily.

No, it's not that. It's just all these things are happening right now.

What things? I did not know what she was referring. We've been together for five years! How about all those things we'd talked about? I begged her.

I know, I know. Mike, please, it's not the job, it's not the-—it's not any of those things.

I just need time to sort things out. Tears were welling up in Jen's eyes.

Let's both take some time to think things through. With those words, Jen stepped out of our apartment, closed the door behind her, and I have not seen nor heard from her since.

That was almost six months ago. I tried to phone her, she would not take my calls. I tried her friends; they were not talking.

Her parents? They were polite enough and promised to get my messages to her...

Where did I go wrong? What did I do to deserve this? After five years, you would think you know someone, especially your girl.

No, I guess I did not really know her and I did not even know why...

Mike, are you ready for the next round? Eagle woke me up from my thoughts.

One second... I skimmed the row of about ten young Chinese cuties lined up in front of us and replied, Alright, I am ready for round two. 

The manager waved the first group out. Another group was waiting to come in.

Eagle came over and sat down on my left, Mike, I am going to help you pop your KTV cherry tonight. He grinned.

Eagle earned his nickname because like an eagle he had sharp eyes. He was able to pierce through the female facades and shields. He could outplay the best game players and he always got the girls he wanted.

Better still, he was able to match guys with the right girls. So tonight, I was the lucky guy that Eagle decided to play match up with. 

Step forward and smile. Come inside, quickly, what are you girls doing outside the room? The manager commanded the second group of girls. They were cramming to get in.  

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