FIRST TIME I EVER GOT INVOLVED WITH A THAI GIRL....LESSON LEARNED
Back in early 2010, I met a beautiful Thai girl here in a Melbourne brothel. I’ll call her “K” I was 35 at the time, K was 24, gorgeous, cute, sexy, adorable with a magnificent pair on her and a body you could play with hours.
After we had boom-boomed, we still had 15 minutes left before time was up, and we started talking. She started telling me she was from Sydney, and had just split up with her English farang boyfriend, who was older than me. She became emotional and was crying on my shoulder as we lay on the bed.
“I don’t know what I tell mama and papa, they be very upset,” she said. It seems her bloke...or ex at this point, had no idea she was coming to Melbourne to work in a parlour. What he thought she was doing, I have no idea. She said she had left him because he was always out drinking with his mates, would take her out and ignore her and let her make her own way home. Also, she wanted a baby and he didn’t. Then she had realised she had no-one to support her anymore. “I miss him, I love him, but he not want me anymore,” was what she kept saying as she was laying in my arms, sobbing. When I asked her how she could love someone like that, she couldn’t answer other than, “cuz he look after me and mama and papa...I love him, I love him.”
Eventually it was time for me to leave, and we exchanged numbers. I felt genuinely sorry for her...she was a damsel in distress...a stunning one at that, and I felt like the knight in shining armour, who’d come to her rescue.
She rang me as I drove home from the parlour to say thanks and said “you make me feel better, see you soon.”
We began communicating every day and seeing each other quite a bit. She forbade me from coming to the parlour to see her, which was a shame, cuz it seemed like I wasn’t gonna get any from her unless I went there. But she was adamant.
“Not want you to come to shop,” was what she would say. It was hard, (no pun intended) as I really wanted to shag her...so bad.
It got to the point, where I became her taxi driver whenever she would come from Sydney or leave to go back. She was very good and paid for dinner and for airport car parking and it seemed we were getting very close. I was becoming besotted with her and was aching to shag her again. She was one hot, hot girl....did I mention the breasts on her? Oh God, incredible.
What I also noticed was how she started asking me, half-jokingly if I could buy her a car...or jewellery ..or other stuff after a while. She didn’t ask very often, and said it whilst laughing at the same time, but I could tell she was testing me out. When it became apparent that I wasn’t a sucker, she stopped asking.
Then one day, after about 3 months, she rang me and dropped a bombshell. She was getting back with her ex. I was pretty shattered as I was quite smitten and hoping for something to happen. She promised that we would stay friends and still keep in touch. And we did, as she was still coming down to Melbourne to work in the brothel.
Funny thing happened after that. I went off to the USA for a 2 month holiday in mid to late 2010 and got over her completely. I had such a great time and had success over there with women, and came back with no feelings left for her. But I was happy to stay friends with her. She came to Melbourne about a month after I got back and I was there at the airport as usual. She could see I was different. “You not love me anymore I think,” she said laughing. I told her I loved her like a sister and she was very pleased with that.
Then another bombshell as I was driving her to the parlour. She had fallen in love with a customer from the parlour. K said he was big and strong and had lots of money. She went from missing her boyfriend in Sydney and being in love with him, to being “in love” with this new bloke in an instant. She saw him a few times over a period of 2 months. He would hire a hotel room and pay for a taxi for her. She kept telling me she was in love with him and confused. This was before she found out he was married. When she found that out, she fell out of love with him quickly and went back to being in love with the boyfriend in Sydney who had no idea what was going on obviously. I told her off and she would just giggle and say “I know I am bad girl.”
Then, one day soon after...another bombshell. We were having dinner at the airport before she went back to Sydney and she brought out a laptop from her bag. She started showing me photos of herself when she was young, .....at school....where she grew up......and then there were photos of her and a young Thai bloke together. When I asked who it was, K looked at me and smiled and said nothing for a while, before responding.
“That my Thailand boyfriend.”
I couldn’t believe it. She had a bloke back home. I found out the plan was for her to make money here for a few years, and then go back to him. When I asked her “What about boyfriend in Sydney?” she just giggled and said “I don’t know.....maybe we get marry and I take everything.” Again, I told her off and she couldn’t even look at me. She just looked at the floor and said, “I know, I am very bad girl.”
A few months later I asked out a young Thai girl from a Thai massage place here in Melbourne and she accepted. I told K and she surprised me with what she said:
“Brother, I love you, and I worry about this.....she ask you for money?”
I told her she hadn’t.
“I want meet her,” said K.
When I asked her why, K said this:
“She Thai...all Thai girl same...she want money from you....I want talk with her.”
When I asked her if she was like that, she laughed and said “Hahahaha....you smart man, I know you too smart for me, that why I never ask you.....now I know you are smart man, but be careful this Thai girl.”
I was surprised and genuinely flattered by what she said....
I only went out with the girl from the massage place once and then forgot about her as she was already asking me to buy her this and buy her that.......and I remember K saying...”all Thai girl the same.”
K ended up getting married to her man in Sydney, gave up the game and had a little girl, and last time I spoke to her, she was doing well and very happy with life. But I haven’t spoken to her for over a year now so I wonder if she is still married, still in Australia, or if she’s gone back to her Thai bloke back home after cleaning out her husband in Sydney.
This experience taught me a lot about women, and about Thai women in particular......a lot of others could probably learn a lot from it too.