This song made me forget all the office politics, computer algorithms, and the health of my dad. “Would you like to dance?”, she asked me. I nodded timidly and was a bit taken away by that moment. As we approached each other, fingers and palm slowly intertwined, I can feel her body heat, her joy and her careless spirit. I closed my eyes and I saw her white summer dress clinging loosely to her skin. Her red hair covered one eye before falling over her shoulders and down to her back, but she made no effort to move it. And we danced with this song. Slowly, she nestled in against my shoulder as I ran fingers through her hair. She smelled cinnamon, peach and red wine at the same time, and the scents fit her perfectly. Her soft fingers touched my arm while the other hands gave me a little squeeze syncopated with the sound of the drums playing behind our back. She told me she was glad to see me again and her voice sounded like water. She kissed my neck while I played with her hair. For the next five minutes, I forgot she is only 18 and I am 31....
When the song ended, I gave her a kiss on the cheek, a smile, one more look in the eye so I can remember this dance...and I pretended, I pretended I don't like her enough to ask for another dance and walked away....I whispered to the wind, "sorry, my beautiful lady".......
Today, a good friend from NY came back to visit us so we decided to hit a bar in LA. While five of us were talking, there was this Asian girl coming over and started chatting with my white friend. And I looked at my other friends and we have the same smirks on our faces. As it turned out, the girl was the wing women for her other friends. She introduced herself and started to tell us how good looking her friends are, and then she asked what my friend does, 'ause she wanted to make sure he is "good" enough for her. My friend told her that he is just a bartender down the street and is a part time truck driver. After that, she quickly excused herself....(In reality, he is a marketing director in one of the semiconductor company in San Jose. He might well pass her criteria, but he lied )....
We used to think this shit shall only happen in San Jose...When did it start to hit LA?! Why are some Asian girls trained to become the platinum digger? (White + gold) It is very disheartening....
This news totally made my day....The caning will make him know that it is important to respect asian girls ! (....every time when I heard white guys telling me asian girls are easy, I am just furious !! )
