I thought my book It all started in Mandalay might be considered unbelievable by some in terms of the illicit sex that permeates the book, but I am learning more and more that it is quite tame compared to real life. I am on vacation for a few days in Bangkok and what happens in Bangkok stays in Bangkok!
Yesterday, an older Indian woman was in a shop asking about the "Metro" There is no Metro in Bangkok so I started to speak with her and asked if I could help. After sorting out the subway system for her and explaining some areas she could explore, her husband, 68 years old ,asked me where he could find a "sexy" massage. The ensuing conversation, which lasted about 30 minutes was fascinating and will have to find it's way into my next book.
I asked if they both wanted to go and she said she sees enough vagina every day to last her a lifetime. I asked her what she meant by that and it turns out she was a gynecologist. The husband was a doctor also. I told them to save their money and just go back to their room for a little wild session and she said they do not do that anymore. If eyes could speak he would have killed her. He then replied that if he went with another woman she would grab him by his ear and twist it off. Not at all, she said, just take lots of condoms! I left them arguing in front of a store as I slipped away.
I then walked further up the road and sat down for a Coke in McDonald's of all places. A young Ugandan woman ended up sitting next to me and we started to talk. Apparently an older Ugandan woman promised her a job as a nanny in Bangkok and brought her over on a plane. In mid flight she was told there was no job and she had to do sex work to "pay back" the money she owed her. The woman told me that over the course of the year she had to pay back $6,000 and now to extend her visa she had to pay another few thousand. In actuality it cost about $40.
This girl ( in her twenties I would guess) was an indentured servant and she saw no way out of the mess she was in. In a few months or weeks, after she pays off the next debt, there will always be another debt to pay and another. As I left her, I saw a man speaking with her and no doubt will be in his bed in moments.
After I walked out of McDonalds a woman approached me and asked where I was going? Just looking around I told her and then she asked i I wanted company. I gave my standard answer which is maybe on my way back. I went on my walk, turned around and headed back to my hotel. Out of nowhere someone hit me. I could not believe it. When I turned to see who it was, the woman shouted "you forgot me already!"
I guess some dalliances are more pleasant than others! I always like to add pictures to my blog, but what picture could I possibly put here? Words might have to suffice!
Yesterday, an older Indian woman was in a shop asking about the "Metro" There is no Metro in Bangkok so I started to speak with her and asked if I could help. After sorting out the subway system for her and explaining some areas she could explore, her husband, 68 years old ,asked me where he could find a "sexy" massage. The ensuing conversation, which lasted about 30 minutes was fascinating and will have to find it's way into my next book.
I asked if they both wanted to go and she said she sees enough vagina every day to last her a lifetime. I asked her what she meant by that and it turns out she was a gynecologist. The husband was a doctor also. I told them to save their money and just go back to their room for a little wild session and she said they do not do that anymore. If eyes could speak he would have killed her. He then replied that if he went with another woman she would grab him by his ear and twist it off. Not at all, she said, just take lots of condoms! I left them arguing in front of a store as I slipped away.
I then walked further up the road and sat down for a Coke in McDonald's of all places. A young Ugandan woman ended up sitting next to me and we started to talk. Apparently an older Ugandan woman promised her a job as a nanny in Bangkok and brought her over on a plane. In mid flight she was told there was no job and she had to do sex work to "pay back" the money she owed her. The woman told me that over the course of the year she had to pay back $6,000 and now to extend her visa she had to pay another few thousand. In actuality it cost about $40.
This girl ( in her twenties I would guess) was an indentured servant and she saw no way out of the mess she was in. In a few months or weeks, after she pays off the next debt, there will always be another debt to pay and another. As I left her, I saw a man speaking with her and no doubt will be in his bed in moments.
After I walked out of McDonalds a woman approached me and asked where I was going? Just looking around I told her and then she asked i I wanted company. I gave my standard answer which is maybe on my way back. I went on my walk, turned around and headed back to my hotel. Out of nowhere someone hit me. I could not believe it. When I turned to see who it was, the woman shouted "you forgot me already!"
I guess some dalliances are more pleasant than others! I always like to add pictures to my blog, but what picture could I possibly put here? Words might have to suffice!
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