Thursday, April 12, 2012

Ryan in China part 5

Ryan’s back! He came back Monday. I made sure I had the day off so we could spend time together. I thought we were going to go out and do things, but we spent the whole day in bed – in bed, on the sofa, bent over the tiny kitchen counter, on the bathroom floor. Ryan even got to 3rd base on the balcony. It’s not a very private balcony – the neighbors can see our laundry and we can see theirs – but he was just as horny as I was. We were ready to do it on the airport express, but self-control won. It’s never taken so long to get back to the apartment.

That was the longest week of our lives.

The club in China wants Ryan’s band to come back. I guess everyone liked having a band of foreigners there. I don’t want him to go. I don’t know if I can handle another celibate week – and they’re talking about staying even longer next time! They pay a lot more than Disney, so they’re thinking about it.

We need the money and I don’t want to be selfish, but I don’t think it’s fair that he has to go to basically another country just to make more money. We’re in Hong Kong. There are places for bands to play all over the place – and that’s the problem. There’s a lot more competition in Hong Kong than in China. Songs in English are nothing special here.

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