I find it hilarious when one half of a couple says something inappropriate in a group, with the other half present, and then the mood in the group just shifts.
I met some new friends of friends tonight, and after a tentative dinner, we went on to the swanky and sweaty rooftop Sky Bar at the Traders Hotel. Maybe it was the humidity (I was damp) or maybe it was just my fatigue that lowered my defenses, but I initiated conversation and just went with it. I'm crazy like that.
The 4 new people were basically 2 couples and one of the women lives in Bali, which of course gave me a natural "So I was in Bali in June" advantage. Bali Gal is super-chilled and I know that I'm so gonna hang out with her when I make an eventual return to the island.
And then the conversation veered towards sex, and the odd things we do and have done in the quest for and completion of the dirty. I shared about my 'friend' who loves women's lingerie and how that was one of the most interesting experiences that I've had.
Which led us to the topic of fetishes and how the Japanese excel at taking things to newer and crazier heights - diarrhoea porn, anyone?
The guy from the other couple then talked about how the Japanese women he had been with used to act like there were being violated during consensual sex, complete with the resisting and refusing. We'd all seen porn from Japan so we knew what he meant. He was kinda getting too excited about the story and even said "She was squealing like a pig".
You should have seen his (current) girlfriend's face. I felt her pain.
I might be seeing them again (inappropriate fella & gal pal) at his birthday party tomorrow night. It's gonna be an interesting Friday night.
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