I moved to NYC to pursue my American dream. LOOK!! What I got!!!

Moving to NYC was a big challenge for me. Forget about not knowing English so many things were new to me.  City had a totally different culture. There were days I walked around streets and looked at the people, building and objects. It is funny when I think about those things now. They are part of my regular life now. I remember when I saw bagel first time. It made me smile. I wondered why there was a hole of center of bagel. "What is that for?  So I can make a necklace out of it." --How silly rabbit of me! Right?   

My reactions were totally different too. Either I laughed or got frustrated or got scared. I was astonished by the quantity of morbidly chubby people, kitten size of rats in subway or eating pancake with bacon (salt & sugar yuck!)  I can give you hundreds and hundreds examples.

One of my biggest shocks was redhead guys. Before I moved to NYC I had never seen a redhead man unless in movies. Seriously! Where I came from. mostly people are caramel color.  Over weeks it became my obsession to meet one redhead boy and get kinky with him. I became an unsuccessful red head chaser because of my language barrier. One lucky night, I met a red head guy at a Chelsea bar I was so excited. I was literally shivering. It was 8 years ago. Now! Red heads barely make my head turn. Seeing red heads became ordinary like other stuff.

Short story! We clicked!!! We decided to blend like carrot cake and caramel sauce. We got home. After tasteful foreplay, room temperature felt like too high to be fully clothed. His body was smooth, pure and milk like white. I pulled his pants off eagerly. 

AAAAWWW! WTF!

 In state of shock I couldn’t help myself scream “HOLLY DIARRHEA! Who put that sliced tomato on your mozzarella?”  His pubes were redder than his hair. I hadn’t expected this. It got me totally off guard. Come On!! Don’t give me that! Have you ever seen a tiny, little, red lawn in real and shouted “Screw! Jesus! This is actually red!”??? 

Red stud said “HUH?? What are you mumbling? You are so cute!! Muach Muach!!” --Well! My Carrot Top wasn’t that smart. He didn’t understand anything from my broken accent English. He kept digging in my luscious lips!!  

After he left I took a shower, dried myself and look at the mirror. Suddenly I was appalled and slightly grossed out. I yelled out “Eeeewww! Iiiicck!!”   I realized he left a gift for me. It was his good size red pubic hair between my two front teeth. I tried to spit it out. “Pheeww! Pheew!” --It was stuck.  

While I was sliding it out, thoughts were running in my brain. I look at it like it was some sort piece of treasury.

 “Hmmmhh! Interesting!!” 

Suddenly I got the smartest idea. The idea could make me rich as Bill Gates.I could be the most important invention after telephone, electricity or Ipad.  “OMG! OMG!! I’m genius! I just invented RED dental floss! This is it! This is my American dream! I will be rich!”

 Last 8 years, I have been working on to perfect my idea. It takes time! PEOPLE!

Click here to read " It was my first Christmas ever and changed my life forever"