Mystery Women - PG17

Mystery women – PG17
I read somewhere that the there is a linguistic connection between the three words “myth,” “mysticism” and “mystery.” Let me just start by saying that I don’t believe in mysticism, fate, or any thing supernatural. Today I went to the gym for the third time this week and I was very proud of myself for doing so. I really need to lose some weight. It’s affecting everything I do. I just don’t like myself when if I’m over weight and I avoid going places or doing things. I used to do real good, just a couple of years ago. I don’t know what happened. I used to just go to the gym 2 or 3 times a week and then I could eat anything and as much as I wanted. Starting this year my metabolism must have changed. I started gaining weight. I went to the gym regularly and also went on a diet for the first time in my life. I had hard time losing much weight. I hate dieting, because I love rice and Persian food. Well, I guess I should clarify that too. I love food, fruits, and nuts (did I leave anything out?). I like Japanese, Chinese, Indian, Thai, Vietnamese, and others. Let’s just say that I don’t discriminate against any ethnic eateries. I was never much into pastry and sweets, but I seem to even like that now too. I especially love Haggen-Dazs ice cream and blue berry cheese cake. The later goes great with a good Colombian cup of coffee. Any how, since I had gained too many pounds and I had hard time losing or maintaining my weight I asked the experts, my cousins up in San Francisco. They are both handsome guys and middle age like me. I am little older than both, but I out ski them both! They both had become a little chubby, but the last time I saw them, they had lost all the extra pounds and looked just great. They both told me that the secret was exercise and South Beach Diet. I got the book and even though I love to cook, I wasn’t going to follow the book verbatim. To follow their menu, you need a full time chef. I just followed a boring regiment of salad with chicken or fish which consisted of two meals a day and oatmeal cereal for breakfast. I lost about 10 pounds or so after two or three months, but was very disappointed that I wasn’t losing more and faster. So, a few weeks ago, I gave up on the total diet and started to eat a lot of ice cream. I have now gained most of the weight back and I know I will hate myself more if I kept this up. So, starting this week, I pledged to go to the gym on a regular basis and try to watch my diet again.

At the gym I usually do the stationary bike and then some weight and then the Stairmaster and then some back and belly exercises and finally do a few laps in the pool. Today when I was swimming I saw a woman approaching my end of the pool and as I reached the wall, she knelt down to tell me something. I couldn’t hear her since I had my ear plugs on. I stood up and turned my right ear towards her. She said, “I want to thank you!” I think she was in her early thirties and okay looking too and was wearing a one piece bathing suite with a swimming cap on. I had no idea what she was talking about. I gave her a surprised look and asked, “What for?” She said, “I don’t know, I just want to thank you.” I had never seen her before and didn’t know what to think. I just said, “You are welcome”, and thought that I was perhaps admitting or acknowledging something, but didn’t know what. As she turned around and walked away, I looked around and saw no one else in the pool and nobody in the Jacuzzi. I quickly made sure my sandals and towel bag was still where I left them. I have lost towels in the past. She left and I was at a loss. As I continued to swim, I kept thinking she might return and tell me what was going on, but she never did. Finally, I remembered that movie, Play it Forward, with Kevin Spacy, Helen Hunt, and Haley Joel Osment. The story revolved around people doing three good deeds to other people and asking them in return to do the same to three other people, in order to make the world a better place. I thought maybe this lady was thanking me for no reason as part of “some assignment” to be nice to people/strangers by thanking them!

Something much funnier happened a few years back. I used to go to Vegas several times a year with a close buddy of mine who loved to gamble. He liked blackjack. I didn’t care much for gambling, but I just tagged along over a weekend and enjoyed each others company. I loved the food buffets at some of the nicer casinos like the Bellagio or Paris. One time, we went there for the New Year celebrations. On the last day of the year, they had closed the Las Vegas strip to all the traffic in the afternoon and if you didn’t have a valid reservation you couldn’t even get to any hotel parking lot. We gambled a little and around 11 PM walked outside to join the crowd on the strip. It was as if the whole city was out! Thousands where walking around and waiting for the fire works to start at the stroke of the midnight. It was a little chilly, but no one cared. By chilly, I mean California “Chilly.” We complain when it gets any colder than 65 degrees Fahrenheit! This was the biggest crowed I had ever seen! The whole place was laud and had a jovial atmosphere. Most people were either drunk or had their drinks with them. All of a sudden this beautiful chick and a couple of her girlfriends approached us. They couldn’t have been much over 21. Suddenly this gorgeous girl knelt down in front of me and pretended she was holding my “private parts” with one hand and supporting herself with the other hand rested on the ground. She then pretended she was "pleasuring me", with her mouth! I could not believe my eyes. I was so surprised that I just froze there and started to laugh. After a few seconds, she just got up and grabbed her friends and started giggling and disappeared into the crowd. I was speech less. I walked around with a big grin on my face as if something had really happened!

And, you will all pardon my language. Ever since I read Shirin’s blogs and learned about the Koala handler pleasuring them manually at the zoo, to get them started (Shirin in Engelestan), or the G-spot adventure in the Khaleh-Soskeh’s story, another one of Shirin in Engelestan funny blogs (Khaleh Soskeh in Farsi شیرین در انگلستان ), I realized that these blogs are at least PG-17.

One of my relatives wants me to meet this girl, but I will not call her unless I lose some weight soon. I have met a few girls in the last year, but none worked out for me. I’ve become very picky. I remind myself of that movie, Shallow Hal, with Gwyneth Paltrow and Jack Black.