Kita – Chapter 47 – Reckoning – Part 2

Reckoning: A bill or account, or its settlement.

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Kita – Chapter 46 – Reckoning – Part 1

Reckoning: A bill or account, or its settlement.

reck·on·ing
/ˈrek(ə)niNG/
noun
  1. the action or process of calculating or estimating something.
    “last year was not, by any reckoning, a particularly good one”
    Similar:

    calculation

    estimation

    computation

    working out

    summation

    counting

    addition

    total

    tally

    score

    • a person’s view, opinion, or judgment.
      “by ancient reckoning, bacteria are plants”
      Similar:

      opinion

      view

      judgment

      evaluation

      way of thinking

      appraisal

      consideration

    • ARCHAIC
      a bill or account, or its settlement.
    • There it is. A bill or account, or it’s settlement…

     

I was working this Saturday at the salon. I hadn’t heard from Kita the entire month she was in Florida. I’ve pretty much written her off and moved on. I got the one text that she was coming in to tan when she got back to Philly but didn’t respond. She kind of sucks as a person. But that’s just youth and privilege. She has all of these problems with guys because she’s clueless. She looked to me for advice and I did so much to help her. I even showed her how a guy should treat her. She’s so ignorant and dumb she couldn’t even see it.

All of the time I put in with her. The advice, the listening, and everything else. The gifts, the dinner, the lunch. She missed it all. Because she’s young, inexperienced and dumb.

Her petite Asian beauty is the only thing that has her hanging from a thread with me. But she’s been back for over two weeks and I haven’t heard a peep.

Selfish.

Youth.

I know I sound a little butt hurt but what she’s done is just rude. But if I really look at it, It’s no worse than the horrible shit I’ve done to people as a youth. I created this relationship, and it’s failing before my eyes in a cold, dark silence.

Kita doesn’t even know. She feels nothing. She’s so self-absorbed, all she can see and feel is what her immediate needs are. It’s called being 21.

But the funny thing is, she was adopted into privilege. A dice roll that came up snake eyes. She and her sister won the lottery. My daughter is her very same age and is a more mature, better person than this vacuous little baby girl.

But like I said before, I’m the architect of this nonsense. I should have just stayed away and not gotten mixed up with her. All of the hours of advice and the long texts about other boys were nonsense. All a waste of time.

I think what made it hardest was the kisses. That’s what kept me in. Her sweet little kisses and our romantic moments. I’m a sucker for that with a girl and that’s the only thing that’s held me in this confusing and confounding game.

I’m actually okay with all of it. It’s not driving me nuts, because at my age I’m just happy to have any attention from young women. Cherie is still hanging in there but I don’t know for how long. Frankly, it doesn’t even matter to me anymore. Stay? Go?

Same.

 

I’m at the salon munching on a soft pretzel from Wawa. It has no taste. It’s just filler at this point. They were out of mustard packets so I’m basically eating a salty, flavorless, hard chunk of bread. Fuckin’ crap. Not even a real Philly pretzel.

 

I’m chewing a mouthful when cute Kita suddenly enters the salon.

 

I haven’t seen her in a month and a half. She looks the same. Not darker in the tanning department, simply the same.

I stop chewing and just stare at her in amazement. She was my number one and so much has happened since I last saw her. Sadly, the shine has gone off the apple.

I think about hot Delaney in the salon last night using the last of Kita’s lotion that I got for her and then dropping it in the trash. It’s laying in the can just 10 feet from her. I hope to God she doesn’t ask for her bottle… because it’s gone.

“Kita…”

“Hey Charles.”

“How are you?”

“I’m good. I’m sorry I haven’t been in to see you. But It’s a new semester and my class schedule has changed. That’s why I’ve been coming in during the morning.”

“I thought that’s what probably happened.” (I really did)

Yea. I have a bunch of classes in the afternoon now and it’s hard for me to get down here after 3.”

“I missed you.”

“I missed you too. But I was just busy having fun doing nothing in the keys.”

I liked that she said that.

“I thought maybe you were staying away because you realized I did too much for you.” (I can’t believe I folded with that hand)

“Oh, no. It’s just my classes.”

I was praying that Delaney would walk in at this moment and worlds would collide and the new number one would meet the fallen queen. But that wasn’t going to happen.

“I’ve been talking to Steve again.”

“Oh.”

I fucking hate this guy, He’s the rebound guy I consoled her on for an entire month and she’s still failing as a person with this loser.

“Yea. He called me when I was in Florida and said he was sorry for the way he treated me and that I didn’t do anything wrong. So that was good. So I’m talking to him again.”

 

Apparently “talking to” means kissing and hanging out with someone now.

 

I’m indifferent at this point and know that Kita will continue to make shitty decisions with men for the next decade. I simply don’t care. It only takes a month or so for phicklephilly to start closing doors and opening new ones now.

She tells me she’s been working out and is thinner now. She wanted to lose her belly but this baby is 5’1″ and petite and perfect so I don’t get it, but again, at this point I simply don’t care.

When I went to Wawa this morning I got what I needed food-wise for my shift, and I reluctantly picked up an extra banana. I thought I’d offer it to sweet Delaney, but now I am yielding to Kita.

Damn it!

“Do you want a banana?”

“I’d love a banana.’

I can’t go back. But here I am offering delicious fruit meant for my new number one and giving it to Kita.

Fuck me!

She doesn’t deserve it!

Kita happily accepts the fruit and munches it like the sweet little chimp that she is.

I’m worried she’ll ask about her lotion but she doesn’t, and wants to check out a couple of packets of two different stronger tinglers. Bombshell and Body Shots. After a long decision process she settles on Body Shots. It make me think back on to how long she took with the fucking menu at Gran Cafe L’Aquilla.

I’m so done with her. She’s just a boring little girl. I wish Delaney would walk in here so we could erase her together.

It would be glorious.

 

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Kita – Chapter 45 – You’re No Longer My Number One – Part 2

Kita is an adopted daughter. Chinese, like her sister. For whatever reason snatched by her super rich parents. They have been rescued and given a life that is extraordinary.

I’m hurt that Kita returned to the salon before my shift but I’m just being butt hurt because I did so much for her. I’m foolish to be so mad at her for forgetting me over the last month.

She’s 21. Young, beautiful with family. Why would she text the old guy at the tanning salon? That old dude should be happy he even heard from her at all at her age.

She’s in the prime of her life. Think about when you were her age. You were in LA destroying that city with your stuff. Here’s a little girl who doesn’t even know who she is based on your last 30 chapters.

You just like her because she’s vulnerable, Asian, hot and tan. Oh, and the sweet little legs.

Kita sucks dude. She is a clueless girl who is super boring and is addicted to tanning because of some disorder that you can’t even imagine because you don’t care enough.

Why would I ever want to be with a girl who doesn’t drink? Kita is a boring loser. I’ve already established it. I really believe it when I’m with her in the salon.

But there has been the stress kissing and the touching.

I’m going to go against all phicklephilly rules and if baby ever slips, I’m going to follow though  (because sometimes I feel that she’s close…and I will strike like a cobra)

But I’m in this place of her being gone for a month after so much time together.

All of the dates.

The gifts.

Everything.

Sometimes I think it has all been for naught. I’ve just been a nice guy. A Dad in her life and she’s just collected on all of that. She has no idea. All of my gifts have been invisible to her. I mean nothing to her.

What 21-year-old girl would let me do all of the things I’ve done for her and not feel something ? Creepy or good? I still want to take her to Dave Busters for a day of fun.  I’m mad at her for neglecting me but I know I’ll still do it with her, just to be with her.

Do I broach the sugar baby moment with her?

Is it all weird and in vain?

Do I have that conversation with her? Do I have the conversation with Cherie for a three-way? It’s all insane. Kita is basically a virgin and Cherie probably hates Asian bitches. I’m insane to consider it at all. I love the idea of it all though. Because I’m a perverse motherfucker. Why wouldn’t I want this?

Everyone that reads this blog wants this.

Or do they?

Kita could never handle it but I love the idea of it even though I’m mad at her.

But stranger things have happened in my life so I’m not ruling anything out.

We’ll have to see what happens in the coming days but I am butt-hurt by Kita and actively searching for a new number one at the salon. I need a new girl to give my love too. Lotions and free tanning and snacks. Whatever she wants. Kita is out. It’s over unless she goes to Dave and Buster’s with me, but I think I’m done.

I say this…. but I know it could all change. If Kita’s behavior changes.  There’s no reason for a 21-year-old girl to give a shit about a 55-year-old man who works at a tanning salon that has fawned over her. No matter what he’s done for her.

It’s just an old guy enjoying the company of a pretty young girl.

Or is it?

Well no matter how this plays out, Kita is no longer my Number One Client.

She has fallen from grace.

Update: Kita bought an All Access Premium EFT package. I guess her mommy finally put money in her account. She did all of this and I haven’t seen or heard from her at all.

There needs to be some sort of reckoning, right?

 

 

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Kita – Chapter 44 – You’re No Longer My Number One – Part 1

Kita flew back from Florida yesterday. Her flight landed in Philly yesterday night. She texts me that day to say she’s coming in to tan today. I didn’t respond because I’m pissed at her absolute neglect of me while away in for a month in Florida. I know I’m just acting like a spoiled brat but I don’t like feeling neglected. But I know I’ve brought all of this on myself. As my mother would always say: “Your own rod licks you the hardest.”

Let’s recap:

I meet her. I fall for her because she’s young, cute, Asian, has a great tan, and sweet legs. All the wrong reasons to fall for someone. But hey, phicklephilly was built on bad decisions.

I get to know her and she’s pretty boring. She has no compass when it comes to navigating romantic entanglements. I give her oceans of advice and she’s still a foolish little girl. But she’s lived a sheltered life in affluence and is only 21 years old.

Whenever I went to Wawa I’d pick up an extra banana for her. That’s when it started. Then it was the cereal bars I’d keep at the salon for her. Then the full on gourmet bag of snack mix because I know she loves snacks. I want to keep it going so I go on Amazon and buy a case of those snacks for her. (Half a dozen bags)

I give her free water when she’s in the salon and her bottle is empty. I bought her pepper spray to help keep her safe in the city. I gave her a $45 lotion for free. I take her out to dinner and gelato at Gran Caffe L’Aquilla. I take her out to a special little Christmas lunch before she left for Florida. I gave her a nice bag of dark chocolate covered pretzels as a little Christmas going away present.

That’s a lot. I have gotten nothing in return. (Well I did get some sweet kisses and some adult feels so there’s that.) I get radio silence for a month while she’s lounging on a beach in the Florida Keys. Then she has the nerve to come right back in here to tan the day after she arrives and comes in when I’m NOT here? I’m pissed!

But, like I said before, this is all my doing. She’s so young. I mean what was I even thinking?

Kita is a sweet lost little girl who I’ve had the honor of spending time with at a 55-year-old man. She’s 21! What are the chances an old guy like me getting to have dinner with a sweet little baby like her? My life is beautiful. Most men my age would kill to do what I do.

It’s nice. I’m honored after all of my sinning I get to just have dinner with a pretty young lady. I have a girlfriend, but it’s complicated. We’re fine and I am dedicated to her but I love eating gelato with all of these other babies.

But there’s nothing happening.

What man wouldn’t want this? You have a girlfriend that’s a sex machine that comes to your bed once a month and rocks your world. You love her as a person and the sex is fire, but you don’t get to see her all of the time due to her commitments. Her education. Her son. Her job at children’s hospital, her car in the shop. And whatever horrible responsibilities she has that she hides from you being a single mom whose black and living in Pottstown.

It’s the perfect relationship for me. A girl who adores me and is amazing in the saddle but is almost never around.

I love it.

I talked to my neighbor Trish (See: Trish – The She Wolf) about Kita and her neglect of me and she said we as artists do the same thing. We get really mad at those that neglect us because we’re so sensitive.

But I told her being sensitive is what makes us artists in the first place. That deep hard feeling makes us feel it more than other people and we remember it and can create. She agrees. We have a sweet moment. She is sitting on the floor of my apartment smoking pot with my daughter, but all good.

 

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Kita – Chapter 43 – Salon’s Too Big Without You

“Damn… I miss her!”

It’s been a month and I’m already losing interest in Kita. Out of sight, out of mind.

I’m so fickle.

I think It’s gotten worse as I’ve gotten older. I haven’t seen my girlfriend Cherie because of finals, having two jobs, a son, and car troubles has kept her away. I don’t really mind. I can go for long periods without sex. There are already new ones coming in and I’m connecting with them. So fun. There’s a new girl who loves tanning and I think she’s addicted because she’s in here nearly every day. I really like her. (See: Delaney – The New Number One? ) I’ve been in touch with another girl that is just getting back from vacation. Her name is Cheryl and if all goes as planned I’ll be meeting her for wine in the near future. (See: Cheryl – The Bronze Goddess) 

So I’ve been dating and hanging with my girls but Kita’s in Florida and I miss her but she is mentally checked out. She said before she left that she’d text me and send me pics from Florida. I hadn’t heard a peep out of her for a month, and just yesterday I get this text:

“Hi!!!! I’m sorry I haven’t been in touch a lot. I’ve been with family and in the Keys and enjoying doing nothing. I hope you had a great holidays (Smiley emoji)”

I waited a couple of hours to respond because after this long of a silence and zero contact, I can’t make it look like I’m hanging on my phone waiting to hear from her.

“Hey Kita! I miss you! It’s okay! You needed a break. I had great holidays! Are you super dark  from the Florida sun?”

Crickets.

Nothing. Haven’t heard from her again. No response. I was hoping for a response. Any response. A little pic of how brown my baby is in a bikini would have been the proper response. I would have loved. But no. Nothing. It’s like she was underwater for a month, came up for a breath of air, texted me and then back under!

I may not be over Kita and I know we still have some romantic time to get to. That’s on the back burner. What if in the month she’s been gone she’s rekindled something with one of her guys? What if she’s come to her senses and knows kissing me will only lead to something more?

I hate the sound of crickets but I’m comfortable with them now. I’m happy in my life. Baby owes me nothing. She’s a young girl confused with her life and keeps kissing me when she’s stressed. She’s beautiful and I’m happy to help her.

Who cares what it is. I should probably broach the subject with my girlfriend, Cherie. She likes girls and maybe we can have a three-way.

That would be fun. Maybe I need to call Cherie and have that conversation. (That would be an insane night!)

But I find as I get older I’m better at dealing with loss. I like Kita, but if I never saw her again I’d be fine. I think as one grows older in a life that’s rich in experience, loss is just part of life. My parents are dead. I’ll never see them again. That’s a hard fact of growing old. Me not getting to see some cute little chick who doesn’t even know who she is yet is no skin off my nose. In the past month I’ve met some new interesting girls that are going to be good regular clients and they’ll move up on my list.

That could all change when I lay eyes on my little brown nut when next she enters the salon. She’ll be getting back tomorrow, so we’ll see if she comes in tomorrow night or the day after that. I’m sure she’s super tan from Florida but I know she won’t be able to stay away from here because she’s addicted to being tan.

And that’s where I come in.

Update: After knowing that she saw and read my response to her text last Friday and saying nothing, I get a text three days later on Monday:

“I’m coming in to tan tomorrow (Smiley Emoji)”

I didn’t respond. I don’t think I want Kita to be my number one anymore. But I still like her. I think it’s time for someone else to take the number one spot on my list.

 

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‘Who’s buying sex in Center City on lunch break?’ Bill takes aim at sex trafficking at massage parlors

Behind darkened doors, barred windows, or surveilled entrances, thousands of massage parlors hiding exploited sex workers are operating across the country. But lately, in some cities, more of the visitors knocking on their doors are inspectors.

In San Francisco, 150 illicit massage businesses have been shut down since 2015 largely thanks to enforcement of a new municipal code. A toughened ordinance led to the shutdown of 38 businesses in Houston within a year.

And nationwide, at least 13 cities have proposed new ordinances since a report in January documented the operation of more than 9,000 illicit massage businesses in the U.S. — establishments that are commonly used as fronts for sex trafficking of vulnerable women.

 

Philadelphia could be next to join; on Thursday, Councilman William K. Greenlee introduced a bill to add regulations aimed at making a dent in the number of such businesses here.

In several cities, recently enacted measures have successfully shut down illicit businesses without penalizing the workers, who are often victims of trafficking. The approach is a far cry from the traditional police busts that result in prostitution arrests for the workers but do little to stop the owners from reopening a week later with a new name or new employees.

 

“We want to make sure that these places aren’t just fronts for human trafficking,” said Greenlee, who plans to talk with stakeholders about the proposal over the summer. “Human trafficking is clearly a problem and it’s happening, at least to some [extent], in our city. … We need to try to address it.”

The bill would create licensing and registration requirements that would put burdens on owners opening illegitimate shops.  Violations could shut down businesses and discourage new ones from opening.

 

“We need to make it harder for these businesses to just pop up and go down and pop up,” said Shea Rhodes, director of the Villanova Law Institute to Address Commercial Sexual Exploitation, whom Greenlee’s office consulted.

Since January, 46 illicit massage businesses have been shut down across the country in part or completely because of code enforcement, according to Polaris, an advocacy group that runs the national human-trafficking hotline and that released the January report.

About 260 illicit massage businesses are in Pennsylvania and 370 in New Jersey. They operate in the city and neighboring counties, the Inquirer and Daily News has reported.

The businesses are most commonly staffed by female immigrants from Asian countries who come here under false promises of visas, good pay, or a new life, according to Polaris. They are then forced into sex work by massage-business owners, who add on debt after debt to keep the women in servitude.

 

Greenlee’s bill would require every massage establishment to be licensed with the city in addition to the state, display certificates and prices publicly, keep detailed records of services, and not operate outside the hours of 7 a.m. and 10 p.m.

Under the bill, violations found during inspections could result in fines of $200 to $2,000, which can add up daily, and possible license suspension or revocation. It also includes a proposed  $500 annual license fee.

 

Code enforcement can cause businesses to shut down through several paths: The owner’s license is revoked, the number of violations add up and the operation can successfully be closed down as a nuisance, or the violations are used as evidence in a criminal case. Plus, the owner may decide to close up shop when facing fines.

 

“The owners just say, ‘This isn’t worth it,’ ” said Meghan Carton, strategic initiatives specialist with Polaris. “In Philadelphia, where they haven’t had a civil enforcement tool, this will be a shock to [owners].”

 

The bill would hold owners accountable for any violations by the business, thus protecting the workers from fines. It also requires workers to be fully clothed.

Greenlee’s draft bill could change after conversations with experts and other stakeholders, his office said. Key provisions in other cities have included a regulation against anyone living or sleeping on business premises, which can prevent workers from being held captive inside, and against internal locks, so that workers cannot be confined in rooms with clients and inspectors can open the door unannounced.

Other ordinances have aimed to keep the businesses from cropping up after being shut down by prohibiting another massage business from opening in the same location or by barring an owner from opening another business. Those provisions aren’t yet in Philadelphia’s bill.

 

Villanova’s Rhodes said there also needs to be more awareness that paying for sex is a crime.

 

“Who’s buying sex in Center City on their lunch break?” she asked. “What businesses do they work for? And how are they finding the locations to go and buy sex? Are they using their desk phones and desk computers to search for it?”

 

As part of its strategic plan against human trafficking, Houston in 2016 strengthened its massage-business ordinance, created a municipal court diversion program to connect potential victims with legal services, and set up a program to find them care and temporary shelter.

 

And in San Francisco, health department officials have used a mix of citations, penalties, permit suspensions and revocations, local zoning regulations, and discerning review of new permit applications to reduce the number of permitted massage establishments in the city from 350 to 193.

 

“The employees are generally viewed as the victims, so the fines and penalties are largely directed toward the owners,” said Patrick Fosdahl, an assistant director in the city’s Department of Public Health.

Officials and experts have one other group in mind when crafting these laws: real massage therapists. The bill is crafted to put a minimal burden on aboveboard businesses.

 

“We’re not trying to hurt the legitimate massage therapists,” Greenlee said. “We have a problem here in Philadelphia and we need to try to address it the best we can.”

 

 

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Kita – Chapter 42 – Yellow Fever

While baby’s away in Florida, she’s been on my mind and I’ve been thinking about my attraction to women. Asian women in particular. I love all women of all races but find Asian women especially bewitching.

These days you can’t get anywhere with out someone being called out for having yellow fever. Lets talk about what it means honestly, without resorting to ugly name-calling that usually comes out of discussions around this subject.

The term’s been around for a while and is similar to the derisory term Jungle Fever to describe white women who are attracted to black men. That term has largely disappeared but the term Yellow Fever has really sunk in and become a well-known term not used exclusively by Asian women, although most of them are no doubt aware of the phenomenon.

Let’s be 100% clear on one thing: the Interracial Asian/Caucasian couples which are so frequent these days are the total opposite of the cliche of the THAI bride (typically married to an older western man, usually unattractive and with limited options),since the women are from the same backgrounds, similarly educated, etc. Unfortunately, people still have the idea that western men are exploiting so-called submissive Asian women?

Unfortunately the submissive Asian woman is largely a result of Confucian culture in which women are raised to respect men and follow orders from them. No doubt there are some men who will find this behavior attractive and this may be the reason why they are more taken by Asian women.

It must be admitted here that many men find American society to be incredibly rights based and libertarian. you can’t say or do anything without someone being offended. This has truly had a terrible effect on relationships, with 1 in 3 marriages ending in divorce.

I’d be prepared to bet that most women in modern interracial relationships are more intelligent and better-educated than their western male partners. Far from being submissive, most Asian women are very assertive, they simply have a different approach to dealing with say, their frustration and anger than most other women do. I don’t now how effective shouting is but most kinds of women still feel that this is the way to deal with relationship problems.

I’ve been spending time with Asian women for the last few years. I guess success breeds success because I’m making more and more friends with girls who happen to be Asian women. The thing is I know what I’m dealing with and it’s all very reassuring for me. I find that these women enjoy the same things I do and we are culturally similar in spite of being from very different countries I did some internet research on ‘yellow fever’ and it seems most people using it are some women who feel that men shouldn’t be attracted to them. And yet, what is a man supposed to do? When I was younger, I was attracted by blonde women who had long lega (because this was what society held up as a beauty ideal). So I went after these women, even though I was disappointed when I found out that they weren’t what I had expected.  In life, you must go after what you want in order to be happy. Being around these women makes me happy and I’m in no mind to stop, despite what some people would no doubt put down to an unnatural fixation.

According to an article on the Harvard Crimson, ‘There is nothing wrong with being a white man who is attracted to Asian women. Many times, it is a subconscious desire that you can’t really control anyway.’

And the article was written by an Asian woman, Nian Hu,

So there you have it.

So Yellow Fever be damned, here’s a song by one hit wonder, Yello.

I miss Kita!

 

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