“Hi, long time no see. You tricked me,” Ex rich black dude.

“Shut up, you dumped me,” Me.

The sauna room of the gym was used to be my playground.

Imagine a place with just the members and they are, mostly or probably not gay.

So, you just know there would be one person, will want you.

“Hi, where are you?”

“I am good,” Me.

“So, up to meet?”

“Show me your photos,” Me.

3 minutes later….

“He is not too bad. He is just not good,” I was thinking and then texted, “meet me at midtown, my hotel is The Renwick Hotel.”

It was my first trip to New York before I officially decided to set my foot there.

I just felt that era for me was very interesting as random hook up does not require language proficiency, but some people may like to stay with you for a while after the sex.

“I want that ass,” message from him.

I accidently forgot to put the nude photo to the private album but somewhat it was not censored. When in India your face works, you cannot even believe your butt photo works better in the U.S.

Unless it worked all the time.

It created me the illusion of my face, the thing, the surgery, the maintenance gave me all the privileges in India, and my eyes, are just normal to the U.S. people or gay people.

When it was done with others’ hard work, I could not even think about what level of the luxury that was.

“When there is 100 people in the room, I just know the one would pick me. That’s China,” we were lying on the bed, and my game is to pretend a Chinese guy as my grandma has Japanese blood in her.

Sometimes people on the street would just say, “Nihao” to me and I was like, “who are you talking to?”

“Really? Why are you in the United States?”

“My dad wants me to study abroad, and this trip is just to see the city. I was comparing the West Coast and East Coast. You got West Hollywood in Los Angeles. But, I just feel living in four-season city makes more sense,” Me.

“Yeah, but the summer of New York is extremely hot, and the winter of New York is extremely cold.”

90 days after……

“Hi, I am moving to New York,” I messaged his through WhatsApp, something new to me back then. Watching his brownie profile photo, I still could remember his eyes.

I still remember and back then was thinking about how different he is looked from the photo. The photo of him looks like a street guy which for me was not a problem because I felt I could extra something from that sort of guy and his photo looked skinny.

“What to pick? I ain’t not that good as well,” yes, when you are thinking about what you are thinking, it can be very logical.

Back then I just seriously started work out but California made me take a pause.

With tourist visa which enable to live in LA for 6 months, I got to experience the West Coast.

“Oh, people in LA are just very happy,” me, “my roommate is fit but not very cut. He believes he is very sexy.”

I was the same. Dad gave me $ 5,000 to hire a trainer and all I was doing was to watch the monthly deduction.

One time the trainer was trying to catch me at the gym, “so next session when?” (after 4-week absence.)

I cancelled the LA Fitness membership. I just felt he was torturing me and felt painful but one thing I remember that I said to him, and he seemed believed it.

“I want to look like that guy,” an Asian mixed dude who is very build and cut.

“Em, that takes a lot of work,” Mike.

Yeah, I love Mike as my trainer. He is very dedicated and sometimes I even pranked him a bit.

“You stomach is a bit bloating,” Me.

He got mad and then asked me to touch it. Yes, it is firm.

Indeed, sometimes you learn something by listening but not actually doing it.

How? I love to work out myself. It seems I can spend like 2 hours in the gym doing nonproductive thing and thereafter I felt hungry. I could just use the gym to balance my abusive eating habit.

“But it is a lot of Sodium,” and then I was tasting my India food again.

Another day, my roommate took me to a Western Restaurant.

“You are always saying I am stingy, but I am just very cautious spending,” and this time he handed the card to the waiter.

I had a bite on the high-class beef because he wanted to buy me a goodbye dinner with class and show me, “what is class?”

He got revenge after 13 years when we were having our tea meeting.

“You said I was saying Ferragamo belt, and pants to tacky. But now you cannot wear it.”

“Yep, and back then I did not how to wear it,” me then kissed him goodbye.

Only with salt and pepper, the beef is juicy. I just suddenly felt sometimes the non-solid ingredients can put a lot of water into one’s body.

The midtown hotel which I never visited was nice and I felt I did not know how to stay as a guest I believe. I just would throw all my stuffs everywhere in the room after I checked in.

“New York is expensive. My $ 350 per night only can afford this this small room with no room to move even,” I was thinking about it, and someone knocked the door.

“Hi.”

“Hi.”

Yep, when you opened the door and the delivery is way beyond your expectation, it can feel as a treat.

I moved to New York after my change visa status was approved by the USCIS.

“Hi, I am here,” I messaged him and no response, “damn, got stood up.”

I saw him on a social app after I was living with Carlos.

“Hi.”

“Hi,” and then he repeated the same thing on WhatsApp, “that day was good, but I just cannot see you again.”

In 2020, “hi.”

“Hi,” him.

“Oh, I have to go. Have a good one,” Me.

Who is he? Ron.

By Keyman S. South

The web administrator of Ocean View Group.

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