Thank you again for your answers.
Since the staff member is a woman, I felt uncomfortable asking about anything too specific.
I’m thinking of making an offer to a Black-class female member in her late 30s who has been registered with this club for nearly four years.
Thank you for your response.
I can’t tell from this—there isn’t enough information.
“This year” or “recently”? Even I looked at this and thought, “What are they talking about?”
Mac has hit me with another surprise curveball（笑）
At that time, I wasn’t taking a dump—I was stretching. I’m currently training to do a full 180-degree split（笑）. If you measure the distance between the line connecting both heels and your crotch, then combine that with your leg length and use inverse trigonometric functions, you can calculate the angle of your split. Over the past month, I’ve gone from 132 to 145 degrees, so I’m making pretty good progress. At this pace, I’ll need another two and a half months. If I really push myself, reaching the goal by the end of the year is starting to look possible. Looks like it’s going to be a hot year-end.
Oh, right—we were talking about poop. Sorry. Apparently, the average human bowel movement is about the size of one banana—roughly 3 cm in diameter and 16 cm long—and weighs around 150 grams. The thickness seems to be determined by the diameter of the intestines, usually around 3–4 cm. I’ve heard that some elderly people in nursing care produce enormous stools, and that care facilities regularly have to battle “demon-like” bowel movements after the toilets get clogged.
With a standard digestion time, stool is soft enough to coil into a spiral, but since the amount is only about one banana’s worth, creating a Drif-style spiral poop is actually quite difficult. If you hold it in, the amount increases, but the longer digestion time means more water gets absorbed, making it harder and unable to form a spiral. It’s a vexing trade-off. Competitive eaters can consume up to 6 kg in one meal, so perhaps someone could take advantage of that abundant output and achieve the legendary “Drif spiral poop.” I’d really like someone to try it. Maybe I should suggest it. If it were offered as an unusual hometown-tax gift, I feel like some enthusiast might actually buy it.
Oh, right—that’s not the point. I’m supposed to answer the question! Question, question… Wait! There is no question!!
Since this is part of a series, I’ll pull from the previous one: “How can you tell when a woman is jaded?” For me, it’s the sense that everything is following a predetermined script. You meet, have dinner, and the conversation is harmless but not especially appealing, yet she assumes the evening will naturally lead to an invitation after dinner. If I don’t make a move and keep hesitating, she’ll mutter, “This conversation isn’t really going anywhere.” It feels like she has established her own pattern through experience, and if you don’t invite her out or give her a present exactly as expected, she decides you’re weird or gets annoyed. Put another way, that’s about the extent of it. Being overly focused on money is more a matter of personal preference than being jaded, in my opinion.
There are plenty of women in the adult-entertainment world who have become so jaded that they’ve come full circle and actually enjoy it, so I think many men in dating clubs look for women who aren’t jaded. But being inexperienced also means being inconsistent, and there are always little things that don’t quite balance out. The early LINE exchanges with a Type C, full of mixed expectations and anxieties, or the awkwardness of having dinner with a Type B who has steeled herself to be intimate that day after several previous meetings—well, there’s something charming about it, and I don’t dislike it. Actually, I love it(^^)
Taro
I’m a paper airplane in a slump, doing my best to answer.
I hadn’t imagined making an offer to a woman who’s been with the club for four years. That would take quite a bit of courage.
If she’s in the Black class and likely to be popular, I’d recommend making an offer on her first day or within two or three days of joining, or arranging a date within the first week. Some women’s allowances can jump several times higher after just one month.
Alternatively, waiting until the flood of offers dies down—around six months later or after a year—could also be a good idea. By then, she’ll probably have developed a better sense of what to look for in a man.
If her four-year membership is actually a re-registration, then it seems promising. Otherwise, it’s rather mysterious.
I imagine most women leave the club after a year or two.
P.S. Since I’m being honest while I’m at it: if you’ve just joined the club and you’re in your 40s, it’s a real shame—or rather, a huge waste—to join during the time in your 40s when you’re at your most attractive, both in appearance and as a person. I think you’ll miss out on a lot in life. It still feels too early, especially in this era when people live to 100… you’re not even halfway through yet.
Even once you’re as old as a papa, there’s still plenty of time for the club or papa-katsu (compensated dating in Japan). Honestly, I think you could even wait and leave the club later.
You still have plenty of time to enjoy the world outside, too… I really think you should feel free to take that kind of chance.
