Threesome II

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That wasn't the first time I've witnessed people screwing while their roommate is present in the same room...

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Before University of Hawaii at Manoa, I attended one small all girl's college in Massachusetts; I had my own room; the room adjacent to my room was occupied by two girls; one night, one of the neighboring room's girl had a male visitor (against the school regulation; when someone pulled a fire alarm, more guys poured out of the dorm than girls) while her roommate was pretending to sleep; there hung a blood stained bed sheet over the window sill the next day for the whole world to rejoice my neighbor's having lost her virginity...

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That school had all white girls except two Asians and one African -- a Somali married woman (the one & only married woman in our campus); she had been a Model & her husband who didn't pass the entrance examination at a Medical School in US left to Italy;  he insisted on having sex the night before he left though his wife protested that she will get pregnant & she did...

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The Somali woman (whose used high heels I've exchanged with gift of $100 for the birth of her child; that shoes was not $100 25 years ago) and I became friends... On one Christmas evening, I was visiting my Somali friend's  apartment when someone knocked on the door; my friend answered the door & was saying, 'What do you want?' In came her husband from Italy (he had not notified his wife his coming) & my friend insisted I stick around while she cooked dinner -- her handsome Somali husband was holding his baby daughter; I told my friend's husband that he is a terrible husband then I left; I also met my friend's sister (another beautiful Somali woman) who had traveled from Tanzania to Somalia on foot along the shore & she got so thirsty she dug a hole in the sand to filter her urine and drank it, she told me; I told her to have fun that she made to America but to make sure she carries condom...

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The following photo looks a lot like my friend: 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Somali_woman_in_traditional_dress_Circa_1940.jpg

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When the Somali woman, my friend, gave birth at a hospital, the nurse couldn't find her vagina (after the broken-glass-job, they sew up to make the hole small to enhance male pleasure); she wanted to have it open as she gave birth to her child, but complication made her to go through the cesarean section...

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Then her husband met another woman in Italy & divorced my friend & she got on Social Welfare -- it was the first time I heard about Welfare program -- little did I know I would become homeless 25 years later...

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https://iansaph.mozello.com/gallery-ii/

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My Somali friend told me about the female circumcision her homeland practices; she lived in a village where there were no hospitals & the men used broken glasses, no anesthesia... She hated Muslims for such gruesome practice (What will Egyptians do to Palestinian women if Palestinians move to Sinai? If Sinai becomes a shared land, Israel could prevent such practice), but I later read an article about Maasai tribe (Somalia's neighboring country, Kenya) practice the same tradition... (For some odd reason, South Koreans got into the same practice though South Koreans have hospitals & use anesthesia, they made it into a social trend & I heard that the Marriage Brokers -- for Arranged Marriage -- demand it as a requirement; the weird trend started after I left South Korea...)

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During 1980 while I visited South Korea, I spent a month in Mental Hospital -- my relationship with my parents was such I was keep going in and out of Mental Hospital before I returned to US... I had a roommate at the Mental Ward; she was a middle aged woman; like those who go to jail ask other inmates what got them into jail, my roommate at the Mental Hospital & I talked about what got us into the Mental Hospital; she apparently had gone through the surgery -- 'Beauty Surgery', they called it -- and her husband was having an affair & she lost her mind; she kept saying, 'I did the surgery', 'I did the surgery' all  day long & that's all she repeated... I guess men needs more than just a small hole...

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While I was homeless, I met one middle aged Thai woman who was taking 30 pills a day; she told me that her husband swapped her with a younger woman (another Thai woman); her husband was a white man; she told me that the new woman was sleeping in her bed & was cooling with her utensils & was sleeping with her husband...

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I had two Ex_boyfriends & had a sizable trouble breaking up with both;  the break up with the Ex_boyfriend_#1 happened while I was attending UH; my then housemate, Dean, was the witness...

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The break up with the Ex_boyfriend_#2 had been shared via FB; the whole world is the witness...

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I learned something from my Ex_boyfriend_#1 tough; he told me about his friend who died in a ski accident & his girlfriend lost her mind -- she couldn't go on without her boyfriend and my Ex_boyfriend_#1 was saying that he does not want me to be like his dead friend's girlfriend should something happened to him; it didn't seem to have worked when I broke up with him, but I think his advice did ease the pain when I broke up with my Ex_boyfriend_#2; I didn't suffer as much as the first break up...

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A Korean girlfriend of mine once commented that she appreciated hearing what my mom once said: 'Men come and go, but I stand still'...

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Well,that'sNotTheOnlyThingThatHappenedInThatAllGirls'College:

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https://eunhuijosexo.quora.com/FB-Leanne-Lord-Marion-MA?ch=10&oid=55339212&share=946f1be8&target_type=post

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Re: [David Eames Kammerer]

(Click on [Show All Activities])

https://independent.academia.edu/IanSaphIII

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However, when I am not logged in: GoTo:

https://pistachiocat.wixsite.com/notes/post/a-pretender-s-predecessors

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(it took me a long time to find out what 'Beat Generatio' was all about...)

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Now we time travel to my Junior High School days...

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I am about as plain as plain can be...

The Junior High School Olympic ceremony incident (u can read about it at my twitter site [@IanSaph12]) was due to the fact that my mom having donated huge sum to the university (her Alma Mater)...

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https://twitter.com/IanSaph12

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(You need to scroll down far...)

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Now Boston (my birth city)...

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The all girl's college Dean (who mistakenly thought my dad was a billionaire) invited me to a party she threw for her Yalie son -- she picked out a dozen gorgeous white girls other than me; I felt completely out of place, so I went around the huge Gothic lobby & sat under a wooden staircase; the Dean's son somehow got curious about me (I had checkered green & orange long woolen shirt & orange blouse -- must have stood out) & tracked me & he was confessing that he doesn't know what to do & I told him that I would have done exactly the same thing what his mom did if I were his mom; the gorgeous girls were looking all over for the Star of the Night  & found him & dragged him away... 

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A janitor reported having seen a naked man sitting on my window sill (wrong window sill) & I had to stand in front of the School Committee (at the Gothic building) & had to defend myself, so I gave grand oration  that it is better not to have any flower at all than having rotten flowers in a vase & added an example that more guys poured out from my dorm than girls when the fire alarm went off -- a whistle blowing which didn't save me from the punishment of having to answer phones at the Commons (that's like the gate of village/dorm)...

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Of course, the incident didn't go down my system too well, so I protested that I will quit school & the administrative representative said that it is not up to me that my parents pay for my tuition -- therefore I don't have a say on my schooling...

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O yeah? 

I left that school...

I worked for a year as a Data Entry clerk at downtown Boston then as a secretary at the Seismology Department at MIT...

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I met my first Guru, SeungSahnSunim, at the Cambridge Zen Center about that time...

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Then my dad had a heart attack while conducting Traveling Museum in Honolulu, Hawaii (Korean Folk Art), so I flew across US continent and landed in Oahu, worked a year (as an Errand Boy at a Bank) to meet the requirement to apply at the University of Hawaii at Manoa... (I hung out at the Art Department for couple of years before dropping out again...) My dad went through heart surgery and returned to South Korea where he was to have about six more heart attacks & passed away in 2000 (mom in 2001; I did not attend neither of their funerals)...

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My housemate, Dean, studied Psychology at Yale -- & knew the dude who was the son of the Dean at the college in Massachusetts and heard about me through Dean's son; now, what are the chances of that happening? My Ex_housemate, Dean Des Jarlais, became the boss at [Hawaii Media Inc.] -- & I became an unsuccessful Scriptwriter...

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https://www.facebook.com/HawaiiMedia

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(As of today, [16FEB2024FRI2308PST], Dean is shown on the 7th post down...)

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Where was I?

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O yes, about the screwing business while the 3rd person is present; there is one more case from that same all girls's college (then a two year all girls college, now four year co-ed)...

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The other Asian (Japanese) girl visited my room one day -- being at an all white girls' college put the two Asians closer...

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We talked & talked & she told me about her roommate, a beautiful blond blue eyes, had her boyfriend visiting her one night & they screwed while the Japanese girl pretended sleeping with bed cover over her head...

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I met the roommate of the Japanese girl & I inherited her job -- [House Cleaning] at a fancy apartment in Boston...

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Now, let's fly over to Hawaii once more... 

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A Sculpture Professor interested me though I didn't take his class; he invited me to a Group Sex Party one day -- he was having an affair with the wife of the Professor of Print Making  (almost three times the age of his wife) & some dude he knew; I participated out of curiosity; it wasn't fun...

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Then the Print Maker wanted to revenge the Sculptor for having screwed his wife, but his revenge took an odd turn -- he decided to take it out on another Asian girl (his wife was a Japanese; there are lots of Japanese in Hawaii) & I got to be the lucky girl... 

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The Print Maker asked to take a photo of me (how flattering -- a Model)... Then he made a print -- using my face (no he didn't ask my permission to use the photo of me) with his wife's naked body crawling on a beautiful pink quilt with a corner of the quilt in my mouth and he had an exhibition at [Ala Moana Shopping Center] -- a major shopping mall in Honolulu; someone told me that a painting of me naked is hung in Ala Moana Shopping Center, so I visited -- how ghastly, I was bald!

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I ignored & looked around & found a beautiful print depicting peaches; I liked his art works -- a lot, so I bought one, which ended up in a storage then I had to leave Hawaii -- I got addicted to Maui Waui (potent marijuana) & my parents offered round trip tickets, so I went back to Seoul in 1980 -- 8 years after I left) & sold it to someone who offered $45; the Print Maker tracked me to Oakland (1981) & phoned me to ask how much I made from his print & he was disappointed...

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O the Sculptor committed suicide...

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Back to Oakland, California...

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On the day when the French pilot was leaving after having finished the supplemental flight course at a flight school in Oakland, I went to his room to say 'Goodbye'; he wanted me to hang out while he packed then he screwed me; his roommate was lying next to us pretending to sleep... Mind you, it was a twin bed...

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It was a quickie...

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