It came down to who treated my cock the best
Working in the fashion world has taken me all over the globe, and I’ve been fortunate to experience the warm hospitality from many different cultures. Yet, one country stands out above the rest — and it happens to be one of the largest.
I was invited to go to China. A generous offer meant I got on a 20-hour plane ride, followed by another 10 hours on a bus.
After that bus ride, I can tell you I wasn’t looking forward to the trip back home. But I go where the money is, and this time it was to found in judging a village beauty contest.
My decision would completely change the life of the girl I chose. She would be whisked away from the shabby town hall I was in and thrust onto the big stage in fashionable cities like Beijing and Shanghai.
I was given a prejudging, and my decision was going to be a hard one. I didn’t have much experience being around Asian ladies, and I found it difficult to differentiate between them.
I sent a message to my agent detailing my confusion about what to do and who to pick.
He told me to go with my gut instinct, and that it didn’t really matter anyway. It was very unlikely that a local girl would make it big in the shining lights of the city.
