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  1. >All I can say is that I had a real great time reading all the parts of your story in one go.< Thank you, I had a great time (mostly) living it. >All in all how long did you stay in Thailand? Are you still going there nowadays?< Over the 2 years this story covers, 6 visits of 1-2 weeks each, then a period of 3 months living with Nok in BKK mainly, before it finished. later, another three weeks finishing my school contract. Since then (4 years ago, I have been back many times, and 2 years ago relocated to a nearby country, which allows me regular visits. But i've never gotten back into a relationship with a TG. Learnt my lesson. >I will go myself visiting Isaan and the family of my girl in one month from here so this gives me a good idea of what I will find there :-)< Apart from the great sex, that was probably the best part of my experiences, opened a whole new fascinating world. I hope you enjoy it, and take care!
  2. I don't particularly like the idea of abortion, especially since until then I had never yet sired a child of my own, and this was probably my only chance. But the alternative, a baby of mine being brought up by Meh, and trained to go work bar 18 years on from now, was worse. Yes, I worked hard on convincing her to have an abortion. In the end Ted paid for it, like I paid for a previous abortion of his child. In the end, Nok and Ted got married, live in England now, have a 2 year old son togetehr (She must be very fertile), and last i heard Ted told me she speaks english with a Cockney accent, and proves to be a devoted mother. All's well that ends well, and I wish them all the best. In spite of all the shit that happened, occasionally I think of her, end sometimes even miss her. The bad stuff gets forgotten, the good remains in memory.
  3. On request, i reposted these, 4 year old reports, starting with the last, so the first will come on top. old memebrs, ignore it, this is old hat for you. ------------- 04/17/02 03:28 PM - Post#71388 The day before my departure, back in BKK, while I am still in bed in my appt, a knock on the door. Nok. �What are you doing here?� �You come with me, we go hospital, get rid of baby.� I am not too keen, realize she�d come here only to get me to pay for the operation, and expect a rough time. But I am very keen to be sure that indeed the baby is no more, since that would give me some peace of mind in future. So I get dressed, and come along. We try two places, the Place in Soi 12 (Cabbages and Condoms), where she gets turned down because of the stage of pregnancy, and another hospital, that also refuses for the same reason. 12-13 weeks, too late, is the answer. All the way in the cabs from hospital and hospital, she bitches at me, what a bad boring old man I am. I realize she�s nervous and tense, I don�t take any notice of the bitching. After the second refusal, we drive back to Sukhumvit, where we part company. I leave the next afternoon, uncertain about the baby's fate. While back home, I get two phonecalls from Nok. One, she tells me she loves me, Ted is no good after all (!). Next phonecall, she asks "when you come back to BKK, can you go to the bar and pay bar for my sister?" Me: o you want me to sleep with your sister?" Nok: "No, of course not, only pay bar. She is a new girl, and after she has gotten 8 barfines, she'll get a steady job with 7 or 8 K baht pay." She keeps surprising me. By doing what she asks me to do, I'd actually collude, and assist a woman to get a job in a bar, when I know the woman can do an excellent job elsewhere. I try to explain to Nok that i believe Sister should be at home, driving the car. "Sister have problem in village (e.g. she lost face at the cancellation of the wedding)". I tell her no way will I barfine her sister. *Edited after posting:* Then I receive a very welcome email from Ted. He informs me that two days after I left, he accompanies her to a doctor who prescribes some pills. Two days after that she is admitted to hospital, and under anaestetic, the fetus is removed. I email him back and ask if there is any room for error, if maybe she sneaked out the backdoor of the operating theatre when he wasn't looking, and he says there is absolutely no doubt, the baby is no more. *END OF EDIT. Sorry guys, I lost that paragraph in the editing process, but it is very important, so I put it back in.* When I return from a trip back to �my country� a few weeks later, she phones me. She changed her mind and wants to be back with me. I decline, and she�s been raising hell ever since. She came around one night to my appt, wanted to talk. I�m a sucker, opened the door. We talk for a while, she tells me she intends to go work in the bar again, probably in Patpong, for about three months, until she has enough money to buy an irrigation pump for her land, and a "Carryboy" top for the pickup truck. Then she'll be able to work on her land and with her car, and raise enough to live off. I suggest that she goes and gets a job like a hairdresser beautician, what she trained for. "Maybe later". Then she demands everything we�d bought for the appt over the 8 wks together. (radio, fan, sheets, towels, bedlight, cooking gear, jug, toaster etc etc.) to be handed over to her. I decline and say she was the one who left me and moved out to be with her BF (I luvv Ted", care for you, but not luvv you, luvv him"), her decision, up to her now to look after herself (besides, I�d taken care of her and her family very well over time, enough is enough). She says: �can I play some music�. I reply: �No, I lent my ghettoblaster to a friend�. She says: �Friend Puying??�, and flips. Starts raving at me, screaming she�ll kill me, goes to my fridge, grabs a full bottle of Singha, smashes it on the bench, and says she�ll kill me now, coming at me with the broken bottle waving. Wow! I manage to ward her off, and take the bottle away. After she calms down, she sits on the floor, and cleans the glass. Ten minutes later I notice that she�d scratched herself all over her arms (Deliberately), not bad enough to bleed profusely, but enough to create a mess. Further calmed, and cleaned up, I stick her in a cab home. I had learnt from Ted that she'd pulled the broken bottle/wrist carving on him twice before, once in public in the middle of NEP. Next day, phonecall : �I want radio, fan etc� I say no! A few hours later, I receive a phonecall from my former wife in my country, worried, because she got a call on the answerphone from this Thai women who said I�d been in a very bad accident, and was severely injured! So I phone Nok, and suggest she cuts out the crap, finished is finished. She informs me that she had someone take a picture of me with a woman (What? ME??, Never), and will send it to my family and tell them I sleep with many women here. I call her bluff. Wonder what the next game is. Haven�t heard from her since, now about a week ago. I�m on my way out of here, for a while, or for good, don�t know yet for certain. It�s been an interesting time. When I now read my first posts, just after I met her two years ago, I smile at my innocence. Yet, it's all been done and written about before. I suppose everyone has to find out by experience. I certainly did! I hold no blame or bad feelings for her. She made some silly decisions, but is to a large extent a product of her circumstances. I am sorry our split turned acrimonious, but maybe it is better this way, less likely for me to get sucked in again. I wish her all the best, but am not to sure about her future. I don't think she'll limit her barwork to only three more months. It is just too easy to make a dollop of baht in a short time, compared to work as a hairdresser of farmer. It is addiction to quick money, maybe the same as for the guys it is addiction to cheap and easy sex. Last I heard, day before my departure, was that a board member met her at Thermae, where she accosted him for a drink, chewed his ear about her bad luck, and turned somewhat crazy on him. It leaves me rather sad, but I cannot take responsibility again. This is it. Feedback welcome.
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    Getting Breakfast cooked by Thai GF In Thailand ?

    Hi TB, yes it was a steep learning curve, but luckily I lkied Issaan foon. When staying at her village, she always wanted to cook me something separate, or the same that they fed the kids, but I would prefer what the other adults ate. As for coffee, I'd go to Tesco or Ca'four before leaving for issarn, and I'd buy a tin of finely ground espresso coffee. I would in the morning simply ask for boiling water and make my own cofee. Those were the days!
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    Diary of an ex-bg

    TTM to HSTEACH: >I am sure I'm not the only one who read your post carefully.< Rest assured, I read it very carefully, too.
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    Diary of an ex-bg

    P127: >They do it, because they NEED MONEY. The ones i know would be insulted that you consider their job as based on deceiving. I mean, who's kidding who? they were the first deceived and their trust abused before to end up in Pattaya or BKK. There is just no rules, no guidelines, to how they conduct themselves in that trade. girls in the same bar can be of opposite personalities, one a go getter, the other demure, (often, it's this one who will get married) shy, and the others in between. My experience tells me you can't assume they are only waiting to prey on farangs. They're working, that's all (working is also being in the bar, get guys to stop by, not only give sex). < Thank you, H, that needed to be said. I got into this thread a bit late in the priece, and wasn't happy with some of what i read. No I don't think they're all there to deceive. Ironically, I've been down the road that TTM went, helping a GF out of the bar, paying for english lesson , Trad Thai massage course, and a professional training as beautician. Maybe I was deceived in that she had another Falang BF paralell to me, but hey, she didn't know I'd ever come back. maybe she lied to me from tme to time, so what, in her heart she was OK. Just a pity that she decided after finishing her training, that the bar pays better, and has probably gone back to work. Well, I still maintain it was worth the gamble. Good on you TTM, keep it up!
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    Newbie in Bangkok: Part 1

    >My postings are an indulgence on my part. It's like therapy. I have to tell somebody - but who can I tell? How do you describe the feeling of the place unless you've been there. I don't want to just reduce it to 'and this girl did this' and ' I did that'. It's only on this board that I find the people who could ever understand that it is just not that simple.< Yes! I've spent a fair amount of time writing on this board, especially in trip reports and it was mainly because I had to tell somebody. The weird and wonderful experiences of LOS were so powerful I couldn't keep it to myself, and no one in my own country could have understood. A bit like going to confession, or talking to your therapist.