just a few facts about me…yes my real name is vickiee; i was born victoria c. lee; but i am known to the rest of the world as vickiee lee; i was born in 1995 in cambodia; my mom and dad emigrated to canada and we lived there a few years in Toronto; until we relocated to Los Angeles to join my uncle who was already there.
I also have 3 older brothers and none of them are like me. Maybe I was adopted? Anyhow I don’t know when my sexual curiosity started but I think I was pretty young age; because I was developed physically early. I remembered I had my first period around 10 I think.. My tits started to develop around then I think. I remember around that age I was in a public beach and was messing around with friends and when a boy was swimming towards me playing catch he inadvertently touched my tits and I felt something weird. I think the boy looked at me differently then..but then that’s another story. But on that day.. boys were curious as I was..
so i guess i’m a california girl until most recently moved to houston and i am currently attending college here in Houston.
often on dates, the guy and the girl tries to feel out each other; the guy want to see how “ez” the girl is by casually touching her hair, her shoulder, her hands etc…if this doesnt prove successful or if she is resistant to his efforts often the guy will put this girl in the category ” not ez” i am not in this category. i guess it has to depend on the mood of the evening or the situation; i often will allow my date all of the above touching my hair or shoulder; I often would put him at ease by leaning towards him allowing him to put his arms & hands usually on my waist. this is often called the pre-date conversation etc.. where i would engage in small talk which is fun sometimes and interesting. but when i am flexible with the casual touching; it gets intimate fast; what this means is casual kissing with some tongue action or the guy may casually touch the side of my breast & apologize..i would put him at ease by allowing him to touch my thighs ; most of the guys would put me in the category as “EZ” and often they share that with their friends so that if their friends go out on a date with me; they will not waste alot of the time for the pre-date convo; which is ok with me. more time for the fun things. Also it depends on how the girl is dressed on the date; if she dresses conservatively then chances are the guy knows that she’s probably won’t agree to his advances ; whereas if she dresses to have a good time for both then it surely increases his chances. I usually opt for the latter show a bit skins & cleavage “ for easy access “ :); also I like a guy that knows what he wants and beat around the bush about it..dont be polite and don’t try to be “politically correct”; If a guy look at me and want grab, squeeze and spank my ass..i try to give out signs and signals..how would you let a girl know that you want them and want them bad..? I often will bite my lips play with my hair..hopefully he gets the signal..
guys don’t wait until the end of the night on a first date to kiss her..if you know you like her from first look tell her that so..dont waste the entire evening on casual conversation; don’t try too hard; just be yourself..i often see guys try to be polite and shows interest..if you have that genuine interest then fine..if you’re just trying to fuck her then just find out early..im sure she want to fuck you too; otherwise why would she waste her time on this date for a free meal? And nothing is free right guys??
I am very comfortable in my skin and will tell it like it is..if he wants to kiss me..i will kiss back..kissing is like a handshake to say hi..when youre on a date..i’ve seen some girls extend their hand for a handshake..omg..its not a business meeting..
You can give at least give a gentle kiss on the her cheek..on a kiss on the lips..softly..which is cordial..i usually let the guy make the first move..on kissing or touching..im ok with a soft kiss or even a deep kiss I will kiss back..a deep kiss can lead further pretty quickly depends..ive been on dates when we haven’t even left the front door..he would show up at my front door..at first sight of me..especially if im dress in a sexy outfit..he would comment : “Bitch look at you..youre fine..” I smiled oh well thank you..this is all for you..then if he move in with a gentle kiss and he sense that you’re into the kiss..he will challenge with a deeper kiss; and if I respond with the deep kiss then its all over.. he would carry me back inside the house..one time I was home with my parents..and he did that..i didn’t have enough time to stop him..we were on the couch..then my dad walked out..i almost died..
Dad didn’t know his daughter is a slut..of course after that time I would never meet my date at home..i would meet my date at his place or in a public place area..I got the scolding from my parents after that..so you see I grew up in a very conservative traditional family; I am the only child so upbringing was closely monitored..i guess that’s why I at a very early age started to experiment with my body with boys and never turned my back..although I love my parents a great deal ;buti cannot live up to their standards I hope one day they will understand..and to this day they don’t know that I have this lifestyle..
I guess my facial expression, lips and body often gives away how I really am.. often neighbors tend to know..i remember growing up; I often baby sit for our neighbors and mow their lawn or run errands for them….but that’s for another story I will tell..
there is something in me ever since i was a little girl that i like to talk to boyz and i like to be their focus of attention. as soon as i started to hit puberty; that was even more apparent; that i like to dress up nice; i remember when i was in the 8th grade, i would have always have 2 sets of regular clothes and gym clothes; my parents always would not approve of my clothing and make up. i would dress up normal at home without make up and then stopped off at a friends house before headed to school to put on my real “show off” clothes; my teacher would always comment that i should be wearing regular clothes; they in fact got me in trouble with my parents all the time. but they were unaware of my secret stash of clothes at my friends place.
Once awhile I like to head to the beach enjoying the ocean breeze & soaking a bit of sun. Love lying on the beach watching people walk by. Love to see guys cruise by.. I would always get a few stares. But no one really approach me. Not sure why. Am I that intimidating? Sometimes I would pretend not noticing that my top slip off… showing a bit of my nipple action…
There are other times I would lie down pretending to be sunbathing & had my top completely off. Lying on my tummy. & would get stares. But no one would approach me. What do I have to do? Wear a sign that says: “ I’m ez “? That seem silly maybe I’ll give it a try..:) perhaps I appear soft & innocent but please guys don’t be afraid to approach girls like me if you see us. We’d like to party like any other. I for one like to dress up in clothing I don’t normally wear & enjoy pleasing the opposite sex & wear whatever they like me to wear. I like beach clothing because you can wear next to nothing & not be yelled at by conservatives or older ladies.
Once in awhile I get tired of the old grind & wanted to change up stuff. I would go to a place I’ve never been a town I’ve never been to or a venue I’ve never tried or talk to someone out of the blue totally random. Kind of like flipping a coin except I’d use a deck of cards. I usually start the day by shooting a dart to a map of the city on my wall; wherever it land I go. Sounds odd but a lot of times it is interesting.after driving to the city I would exit into the city. Shuffling the deck of cards whatever came up let’s say it’s the 9 of clubs I would drive 9 blocks & then stop so on & so on. Anyways on 1 of these random trips I drove to a town called Dublin & ended up in a collectors shop. Have to admit I’d never walk into this kind of shop in a million years. It was like a hobby shop ; I’d walk in &’open the door which had a squeaky sounds .. the hinge door definitely needs some W40 of some sort. I was greeted by an older gentleman perhaps in his 60s. He looked up & was surprised to see an Asian young woman. He then says welcome. He handed me a ticket & pointed me to the back room. It was odd but I obliged & made my way to the back part of the building…I definitely felt outside of my element. But this is exciting to me.. it felt dusty & warm. On my way there was people mostly older folks gave me a good stare but kept to their own allowing me to familiarize myself with the strange surroundings. I saw an older gentleman looking at me. So I gathered myself & approach him. Hello sir. How are u? He then smile hello young lady …. what you’ve been up to? it was nice of you to join us here….Hello sir, i am new here; just curious what is this place.. very nice meeting you.. the gentleman smiles and said you should go in and find out; it should be interesting for you. what’s your name? China? he laughs..i thought the name sound kind of stereotypical but i’d go with it..actually i am Vickie; but you can call me China; i giggled slightly..the gentleman offer his hands and said i am Tom. . after a few pleasantries i continue my way further and enter a huge room and there were tables everywhere; looks like people were gambling ; so its a poker club. i dont know how to play poker so everything is new to me. a younger gentleman approach me.. and ask oh Miss did you want to play? please come with me; he then showed me to a table where there were 8 people already playing; i explained that i didnt know how to play. a bigger gentleman at the front of the table. hey girl come over and sit with me and get me some luck.; i smiled and said sure; this is already becoming interesting. So I stepped over to Pete which was his name. He’s pretty entertaining. Making jokes with the crowd all the while he’s playing..
fast forward i ended up in bed with him the next morning; but i woke up alone, my top is gone; but still wearing my shorts. i look around and didn’t see anyone; i glanced at the night table and saw a money clip with a note. ” for later…” not sure what it meant.