personality of women
self-confident, and inscrutable women desired by men
By Alister McMahon (Excerpts from personal diary over a two-year period)
am fascinated by the seemingly unique ways how Japanese women can produce a highly-charged atmosphere but without dressing to kill or doing anything
attractive - it's mostly done by subtle suggestion/telling body movements/closing and then opening the space between you. But, where to go from there can be highly problematic. I've bought a mountain of books on Japanese female
persona, what turns women on in general (I seem to be interested in all nationalities), and
how to seduce a Japanese
lady. I recently fell in love with a small Japanese
woman, then two weeks later, a tall well-proportioned one. It's not so much looks or figures that charm me; it's their sometimes
shy, sometimes teasing
manner, which drives me
wild. No other nationality does it the way Japanese women do.
||It all began a long time ago. My mother worked for a Japanese company when I was in my
teens so I knew about
Japanese girls turning up at our home off and on when I was young and
handsome. I was in my early 30s in the so-called British
Swinging Sixties (the
pill, female liberation, no
AIDS, no unemployment and lots of money) in London and regularly pulled 3-4 birds a week over a two year period but it stopped being
fun - no more fun than buying a pizza, if you can believe that!
In my mid-40s I worked as a volunteer for a charitable organization that helps
physically and emotionally disabled people to have satisfying
private lives - it's run by an English actress! I visited lady members in their homes and spent the night, and took men to
salons - I was popular with these ladies as they thought I must be a great guy helping a fellow man in need.
In my early to late 50s I still got much younger European and other non-Japanese women students here who tried to pull me - notably a
German lady (34) who appeared for lessons starker and then sniffed me all over!
60; but only last week one of the most stunningly
pretty and good looking 23 year old Japanese
cutie I've ever seen scrunched up next to me on the sofa and laughingly admitted she
has not done it yet! If I live for another 20 years, I still want to be in there in my 70s and 80s - well Picasso fathered a child in his 90s.
However, I've had my terrible disappointments, pathetic and humiliating failures and none more so than with
ladies. I still keep studying and practicing to improve. I've rarely been called good looking, never
rich nor powerful, but women do like my voice, hands, bum, a sympathetic manner and being skilled at reflective listening so that's what seems to have got me in there.
As a private English
teacher I get to meet a lot of very interesting Japanese women. I would say that 45 or so Japanese women of all ages have eventually opened up to me in truly exciting and
interesting ways. I only advertised for language and cultural exchange and made it explicit that I wasn't looking for romance - that seems to me to be a significant key into their hearts and
Gaining trust is key when it comes to
the Japanese, or for that matter, any women - they do not believe in words - so much is left unsaid and so much is conveyed through gestures. Many of them end up doing things overseas that they would not if they were in Japan - they just feel that because they are out of Japan they can indulge in everything that their society does not allow at home - and the foreign man always entices them.
My relationships are not easy. After all in many cases I am old enough to be their father, I am happily married and my wife is always around, and it is clear that Japanese students have far more respect for their teacher than students in the west.
There was an uncomfortable incident between a student and I that troubles me greatly even now. We went to the Boaters' Pub by The Thames one evening and sat on the wall outside with our drinks. I was very embarrassed and nervous because she seemed quite withdrawn, not her usual friendly personality. She sat on the wall at a distance like saying, "Please don't come near me!" When we walked back, it started to rain but she didn't invite me to share her umbrella. We came home in silence and I felt distressed that I had upset or offended her in some way. Next day, she was fine towards me so I had no idea what had happened that evening. I did notice during the course that she tended to jump away from me at times; I recalled that she sat at quite a distance from me so it was difficult to talk in the noisy pub in Covent Garden. I am still trying to figure out how a Japanese woman can be so intimate with you in one second and then simply detach herself as if nothing happened.
little while ago, I seduced two
Japanese women over the
Internet, both in their late 40s, and both wanted to meet me in
London. It was over a period of time whilst all parties maintained that they only wanted friendship, not romance. This changed with both women by firstly sharing our life experiences. This progressed to discussing what was really important to them and
intimacy with men did not feature at all in their lives, nor did they want it to, or so they said at first. However, our respective emails became warmer over time to the point when romantic, but still not
physical, interest was admitted by them.
As I learned through such experiences, I concluded that the way to their hearts was by never ever being explicit, yet taking the plunge by suggesting that there was a
frisson (lovely French word) between us. I gradually realized that both women shared distaste for explicitly stated
physical interest; they were turned on by 'sharing of souls' and my genuine interest in their deepest beliefs and feelings.
fall in love regularly with my
young Japanese students yet there is a particular exciting quality to the reserved and self-denying
femininity of the older Japanese
woman. God, they are all, whatever age, so endlessly fascinating and desirable!
About six years ago, a 26-year old Japanese woman came to stay in my home for two weeks. One morning, I was sitting in the kitchen in my
dressing gown when she came in, dressed in a delightful little
nightdress. She sat beside me and asked a question from an English language book she was holding. Her manner was endearingly shy and nervous but she didn't pull away when I let my hand cup the right
cheek of her
bottom. She went away, then a short while later returned and it was a repeat of the first incident except, this time
I kissed her. Again she neither acknowledged it nor protested. I was left a little shaken.
||Later that day, she interrupted the lesson to sit on the sofa next to me and face on. She looked very nervous and I asked what was wrong. She replied, "I
have still not done it!" "But you said you had a boyfriend once." "He couldn't manage it." Well, I can take you to my doctor and she will write a note for the clinic or you can lose it the natural way." Breathlessly she said, "The natural way!"
She invited me to be intimate; she no longer wished to
deny it to herself anymore. I asked about the age
difference, she said, it doesn't matter to me. I asked about her
boyfriend, why they hadn't had
it, she replied, he couldn't manage it. What we had was delightful and uninhibited. We made
passionate love and she later told me proudly that blood had confirmed her newfound status. After that,
it was a newfound toy. She truly delighted in it. About my visiting her in Japan she said, it would be difficult with friends and family. Being abroad gave her the opportunity to seize the initiative and ask for
it from someone she didn't want a permanent relationship with yet with whom she felt
OK. She has a Japanese boyfriend now who can 'manage it' and I won't see her again.
have had a number of Japanese lady students and lost count of the number of
such episodes although none so explicit as this.
Relationships with more Japanese women
to be attractive to men?
How can I be
sexy for my husband?
What to do if I
like my student?