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Monday, September 22, 2014


I've been hearing a lot of comments that Jhoross looks hot right now, so I've decided to pay him a visit.

Sunday, July 6, 2014

The Economics of Hada

Lately, there was a controversy about the price increase of model X from Datu. So I have decided to introduce the concept of the "Hada Graphs" to better illustrate the dynamics of service, looks and economics.

So please bear with me. I will be using these two graphs from now on in FRs.


Sunday, June 29, 2014


There are a few bloggers that I truly admire. And in my admiration, sometimes I like to experience using their style of telling a story. This is why some of my entries are reminiscent of the great miss chuniverse, who's wit and sense of humor remains unparalleled. Another is Chupstogo. So this next FR is written in the style of his talent. 

Saturday, June 21, 2014

The Spa Experience

Well... hehe...

I am no self-proclaimed expert on the massage parlor experience. After all, I have only been acquainted to this world for such a short short period of time. 


But I'll try my best to share whatever knowledge I have garnered and perhaps this entry could provide an insight or two and help turn a could-be frightful experience into a pleasant one. 

Saturday, May 3, 2014

Sleepless Nights

They say that recurring dreams are a message from yourself to yourself. It is a way the subconsciousness conveys issues in your life you have yet to acknowledge or address. And until such time that these obstacles are overcome, the dreams continue, and you are forced to relive the constant loop that which troubles the mind or the heart. 

For the past few nights, it has always been the same. A dream seen from the reflection of the ceiling-installed mirrors of my frequented sanctuary of the senses: a masculine body lying on top of mine. The sexual magnetism of his naked back emanating from the looking glass as he grinds his weight against mine. I bring his head closer to mine, eager to see he who has been giving me pleasure, and night after night, I envision the same face - the narrow gentle eyes and warm smile of Arnie.