Why Are So Many Western Men Attracted To Asian Women?

Why Are So Many Western Men Attracted To Asian Women?

by

sheldon archer

Have you noticed the large number of dating sites on the Internet that specialize in introducing Western men to Asian females? If there was no market for this service, it probably wouldnt exist. Thus it is obvious that for several reasons, many men prefer Asian women. What ARE the reasons for this? Is it just that Opposites attract or are there more important differences?

On our website we get literally hundreds of letters complaining about the attitudes of Western women. Statements like I am sick and tired of the selfish women that I meet or I dont know what I ever saw in my wife or All they are interested in is what I can do for them. etc. etc. Let me relate MY lifes experiences and why I think that Asians, particularly from Indonesia are the very best and how it came clear to me. I was born in the UK and have travelled extensively. I have lives in Canada, the USA, Bahamas, Jamaica, France and Colombia just to name a few. Before I left the UK, I had my share of British girls. As far as I was concerned they were OK but I was just a playboy and was not interested in getting seriously involved with anyone. I DO remember though that in MY family, it was the women who ruled the roost. There is a saying: In Britain, they men always have the last word!…and it is usually Right away Dear When I was young, France had a name for really sexy women. I think maybe Bridget Bardot started that off. Before I went there, I imagined that all of them would be like her but personally I was very disappointed with the French girls that I met. I was involved in the modelling business at the time and all the really attractive models in Paris that I met were in fact American, probably selected because they were a lot taller. Not that I personally would like to be romantically involved with a fashion model…not my type! One must remember that One mans meat is another mans poison. What may represent female beauty to one person may not be the same as another. I always remember friends who would tell me that they had just met a fantastically beautiful girl and they would show me their photo and I would think Oh Lordy. I wouldnt like to wake up with her! So you never know. However I do believe that I have a good eye for beauty having sent several years in the modelling business and also as a fashion photographer. So I continued generally to date Western girls for several years. Then I took a trip to the Bahamas. While I was there, there was a fishing boat that struck a reef and sank. About fifteen Colombian sailors were stranded on the island waiting to receive funds so that they could purchase airline tickets home. They were a friendly bunch and I volunteered to teach them English while they were stuck there. They related to me that there was a city in Colombia called Cali, where the women were particularly beautiful and sexy. One of them invited me to stay with him at his home there. I was kind of on the fence about taking him up on his offer but then he said something that really convinced me that I should go. He informed me that in Colombia there were three women to every man! That seemed like better odds than I had been getting at the casino so, when the men left, I went along with them. There was no doubt that I found Colombian women very different from British ones. I certainly found that they had more sex appeal. In Britain I would see a girl every two or three days who I thought was truly beautiful. Here in Cali, I was seeing one every fifteen minutes! So now I had this thing for Latinas so I took up residence in Colombia. I was now 42 years old. After a while I met up with a 19 years old, Marta and we started going out. At that time it was customary to take a chaperone with you when dating. We ended up living together there and forged a wedding certificate for her family as they would not have liked any other arrangement and Marta had three brothers with large machetes! We stayed together for nine years in Colombia and then moved to the USA. Almost immediately Marta began to change and within a few months became totally Americanized and all her values changed. We split up and our daughter Esmeralda came to live with me. I plodded along, not very content with my life. After a while I met a few Asian women, two from China and a couple from the Philippines. One of the Chinese ladies had the body of a young girl but was in fact fifty two years old. I was amazed how she managed to look so young. When Esmeralda reached seventeen she married and I decided to return to the UK. I was now middle aged, retired and rather bored with life. I knew a few women but nobody who really turned me on and I really thought that my romancing days were over. One of my hobbies was surfing the Internet. I looked at various dating and introduction sites but decided that I was too old to start chasing after young girls and didnt find women my age a big turn on. One day I happened to start a conversation with a guy in Hawaii. He told me that he was married to a beautiful Indonesian girl. Frankly I didnt have much of an idea where Indonesia was so looked it up in the atlas…a very long way from the UK! My new acquaintance told me that he had a friend called Ali in Indonesia who, regardless of my age could find me a fabulous wife. I was somewhat dubious but sent the guy some email anyway. We started chatting and became friends. He told me that the girls there were very attracted to Caucasians who they referred to as Bules and who they only saw on television. He added that they were very family-oriented and just wanted a nice husband, not caring too much about age, financial status or even looks. He invited me to stay with him so, having nothing much to keep me in the UK, I accepted and made the flight arrangements. What a pleasure entering Indonesia. Everyone smiles and makes you feel welcome. The Immigration officer told me that he hoped I would have a nice visit and the customs officer just waved me through with a smile, totally different to entering the USA where I am treated like a suspected serial killer! I met up with Ali and we travelled together to his home town called Probolinggo. Walking down the main street and into some of the stores I was amazed at the number of really beautiful young ladies that I saw and even more amazed at how they smiled at me and came over to chat. I didnt speak a word of the language but Ali told me that they were asking if I would visit them at their homes. Over the next few days I met or was accosted by many lovely girls, several of whom told Ali that they would like to marry me. This must be paradise, I thought to myself. I was aware that many girls from Thailand and the Philippines would marry anyone just to get to the West but Ali assured me that Indonesian girls were not like that. I talked to him about maybe starting a web page featuring Indonesian girls so we decided to start taking photos to see what we could come up with. One of the girls that I was taken to photograph was called Yuyun. She was nineteen and lived in a run down little house in a village. When I first saw her I was impressed with two things: her beautiful, long hair and her genuine smile. I also noticed that she was extremely sexy in every movement that she made. Not intentionally but Ali and I looked at each other and said Wow! Thats the sort of girl I would like to marry, I said jokingly as she was so young. Yuyun and I went out of the house together to take some photos and, as we were walking she took my hand. If only I was thirty years younger… I thought to myself. After taking quite a few photos we returned to her house and Ali and I said goodbye to her. A couple of days later, as we I were driving around, he received a phone call. That was Yuyun, he told me as he switched off the phone. She wants to know why you havent called her and asks if you will take her up into the mountains tomorrow. I was somewhat shocked but certainly wasnt going to give up the chance of seeing her again. So the next day Ali picked her up and drove us out of town, leaving us in a tiny mountain village. I was armed with an electronic translator, pen and notebook. In spite of the lack of language we discovered that we had a similar sense of humour and spent hours laughing together. After Ali arrived to pick us up, we arranged to meet the following day. It ended up that we spent the next week, every day laughing together. We were becoming really close friends. I was due to leave in a couple of days on an unchangeable ticket but I wasnt looking forward to it. I really dont want to leave you, I told her. She took my hand, Well, she whispered. Why dont we get married. Are you crazy? I said. Im old enough to be your grandfather! I dont care, she said. I love you. So here we are five years later, married, still madly in love. Since then we have arranged many happy marriages between the local girls and Western men. During our marriage, we have never had a fight, a shouting match or gone to bed angry. We never pass each other in the house without hugging and kissing. We never go out without holding hands everywhere we go. Here is why I love Indonesian women from the small towns and villages and truly believe that they would make any man a wonderful wife: 1. They are extremely faithful. Once they decide that they love you, theyll stick with you through thick and thin. 2. They want to be treated like a woman not as an equal. 3. They enjoy cooking and do not expect their husbands to help them. 4. They are always happy and smiling. 5. They do not aspire to be business women but are happy in the home. 6. They are always responsive and loving. 7. They dont care about name brand clothing or expensive restaurants 8. They choose a partner by what he is like inside, not by how much money he has or how handsome he is. 9. They have very little body hair which means that their skin is outstandingly soft and smooth…a real turn-on. 10. Coming from a fairly poor family, they tend to be more appreciative and unspoiled. Since we married, we have arranged many other marriages between the girls here and Western men. Almost universally, talking about their new wives, the men tell us: I could never have met anyone like her in my own country. Well, there you have it. That is why I think that Indonesian girls make the best wives and my feeling is backed up by many of my friends.

I am from Sheffield in the UK and have lived in several other countries including France, Canada, USA, Bahamas, Jamaica and Colombia. I am now living in Indonesia which I personally believe is the best of the bunch. I am married to a local girl and we are so happy together that we started a blog to introduce Western men to Indonesian women

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