By: David W. Clare

Her Korean Dagger eyes, led me astray that otherwise sanguine night at the...

Going-out-of-business bankrupt sushi bar!
 
By far the nastiest *** I ever had; I was glad until she cut my head off and puked down my neck…

Oriental ladies are peculiar that a way...

She was the succubus or the seductress or perhaps the demure murderess…

Who knows?

All I know: she was the temptress; the fire-wild waitress in a Seoul sushi bar

 I was on visa overstay; drunk almost every night and day

Akin to a spastic kid in a candy shop!

We met in the ladies room; smashed into each other like a pair of rusted nails!

Her pantyhose ripped open like cobwebs in a raging windstorm…

We sloppily kissed after she slapped my face!

Next thing I know; she stole my wallet!

Then I awoke; the joint closed down, the dark roused me up…

I was glad she ran off with the boss…

Now, I can go back to my guest house room and sleep it off!

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