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Guy: Labas Tayo
Me: Ok.
Sa labas... small talk.
Guy: San tayo
Me: Ah eh.
Darkstar: Fuck ka naman joms, patay malisya ka pa eh.
Guy: Gusto mo mag-check in. (whispering)
I suddenly realized that we're steps away from an apartelle
Me: Smiling... wala akong pera tol eh.
Guy: Sagot ko
Darkstar: Kumagat ka na, I'm horny dude.
Pulsar: Horny rin ako, pero wag yan.
Darkstar: Sige na, maganda naman ang katawan, diba tinitigan mo nung naghubad ng shirt sa taas?
Mugen: Pwede nang ulam, moreno nga lang. Ahe.
Pulsar: Wag yan, effem yan.
Darkstar: Ayaw mo niyan, for a change ikaw ang isusuck, malay mo bottom pa.
Mugen: Argh...
Guy: Ano dude. Ako na bahala sayo.
Darkstar: Tanungin mo kung top o bottom
Pulsar: Bottom yan. 100% ako sure. Nangangamoy kasi eh.
Mugen: Horny nga rin ako eh. Libre pa...
Pulsar: Ayaw. jakol ka na lang pag-uwi.
Darkstar: Wag ka na maarte. Palay na ang lumalapit sa manok o? Yaw mo nun.
Pulsar: Pasok tayo sa loob. Maraming cute dun.
Darkstar: Huh, sige na nga.
Me: Pass muna ako dude, pasensya na. (kahit pwede ka na.)
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Obviously, the guy was devastated. He even can't say his name when I finally introduced myself as I left to go back inside the club. This lesson, which I sacredly followed ever since I began getting hook ups at bars taught me never to strike first and let the other party do the bidding. A hook-up rejection is something I still consider a very humiliating and ego crashing experience. I'd rather not approach someone, especially if I know that my chances are slim, despite the far possibilities of getting the prize through cool approach and unsuggestive conversation.
I immediately left the place the moment I got out of his net. Good thing, he never persisted or followed me inside because either he would be further humiliated or, I might overturn my initial decision.
If there's any realization I've got from my three-bar expedition tonight, it's that the rules of the flirting game - whether it's in the high end places like Government and Bed, or in the far end ones such as Palawan 2 and many others, never changes.
It's either you allow yourself to bite someone's bait, or you stand your ground - resisting even the slightest provocation from someone that will trigger the naughty side of you.
Back at Mister Piggy's a long time ago, I have a couple of casuals that started this way. Almost all of them were born out of desperation - the need to belong to someone even for a few hours or minutes just to me feel better. At Palawan last night, the same longing feeling emerges as I soon discover that everyone's partnering up around me. But times have changed. I know what I want now, and I'm more capable of controlling myself - even when my human need weakens my ability to reason my actions.
The guy, hopefully, have found a better alternative when I left. As for me, at least I'm happy that somehow, despite the tension, I managed to get out and return home in one piece.
Besides, all my academic objectives have been met. I'd just be counting hours before I begin writing what I saw in my bar tour. Such feat, especially since I've done this alone deserves a sanctified ending.
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Darkstar: Paano kung yung katabing trip mo ang nag-aya sayo sa motel, kakagat ka ba o aatras.
Pulsar: Isipin mo na lang callboy yun. Hihiga lang yun at mag-eexpect na ikaw ang magtratrabaho. Walang kiss at hug daw.
Darkstar: Pasira ka talaga ng diskarte!
Pulsar: Shempre, naka-iskor ka na eh, kelangan ko naman bumawi.
Mugen: Siguro nga, mas masisikmura ko pang magtrabaho para sa kanya,* kesa naman sa iba na wala akong attachments whatsoever.
Mugen: Tsaka at least sa kanya, matapos ang lahat, matutulog kang may yayakap at lalambing sayo. Sa iba, pagkatapos ng putukan, uwian na.
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* Punks
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