khunsanuk Posted October 15, 2005 Report Share Posted October 15, 2005 Bachelor Party 1 There was a wedding ring in my pocket. Nittaya or Tak, the future Mrs Turner, would be waiting for me in a little under sixteen hours at abeer bar on Patpong 2. She wouldn't be alone. There would be friends, even family, waiting with her. If all went according to plan we would pile into a taxi that would take us to Amphur Suriwongse, a couple of blocks away, and there be committed to a lifetime of happiness. But that was sixteen hours away. I still had a chance. Thanks to Thai ID cards having an expiry date Tak had been forced to take a little five day trip to her home town of Nong Khai. She'd invited me to go with her so I could be introduced, at great personal expense, to her family. I opted to remain, cheaply, in Bangkok. In 1991 you could live very cheaply in Bangkok. As long as you avoided the excesses of the bar scene, taxis and tuk tuks 250 baht was more than enough to live pretty well on. I could get up at whatever time I liked, stroll down Khao San Road and take a leisurely breakfast, before taking an epic walk in any direction I felt like taking. After getting lost a few times and stepping on the fringes of adventure I could then head back to Banglamphu to drink cheap beer, eat cheap food, and make cheap conversation with backpackers so cheap that they made me feel like the Sultan of Brunei. And it was good. Friends came and went. An old man stopped me in the street to warn me of the evils of Thai people; especially evil Thai women. Almost by accident I found myself in Sanaam Luang with a million people as the sky exploded above our head with fireworks more dazzling than any I'd seen in my life before. The world around me turned into a cheap party with singers and dancers and beer and food. Late I'd usually head to Buddy's and have a drink or a coffee while watching the world go by. Buddy's bar and restaurant was half open to a narrow alleyway that snaked around it from a mouth in Khao San Road to its tail in an area which had some less reputable guest houses. If you got a good seat early on you could hang back of an evening and watch the two worlds collide. Buddy's itself was a nice looking place. The furniture was eclectic but bended towards wicker backed chairs and ornately carved dark wood tables. Ceiling fans circulated the air and the smells from the kitchen. A twenty foot bar was stocked with a selection of liquors, spirits and even wines that put the best Sukhumvit area bars to shame. There was a surround sound system playing whatever was popular at the moment and The Eagles. And there was a large screen TV that showed the latest Hollywood blockbusters on laser disc. The waitresses were younger, friendlier and more flirtatious than the staff of other Khao San Road bars. There was one girl in particular who worked behind the bar with narrow eyes, perfect cheekbones, soft long hair and whose full sensual lips were eternally sucking at a bottle of Fanta through a long bendy straw who looked as though she'd stepped right out of the pages of some artily pornographic book about oriental beauty. Sometimes men would sit at the bar and try chatting her but she was like ice with all of them. The clientele of Buddy's was varied. You'd get the odd older guy, who'd been in South East Asia for an age, going there to drink and, sometimes, talk about the past and Vietnam for the edification of the younger guys. You'd even get the odd weirdo and the odd artist. Not so many Thais. Travellers were the main customers though. Young travellers. The kind on their year's break between school and university or university and the real world. Some would sit around and order nothing while planning their travel itinerary according to a couple of cheap maps and Joe Cummings' Lonely Planet Guide as though they were in their mum's living room. Not all the travellers were bad. I made friends with plenty on their way to full moon parties on Kho Phangan or jungle treks in the Golden Triangle. You'd get the odd bit of travel snobbery where if you hadn't used a Kathmandu Kahzi you simply weren't worth knowing but for the most part they were open minded and easy-going. So, on this night, with my bachelor seconds ticking away, and the gold ring in my pocket, I was drinking a late night coffee, half listening to the music and other people's conversations, half watching the alleyway and the beautiful barmaid with her everlasting Fanta, and in came Billy. Billy was a large framed middle aged Australian with a noticeable presence. He wore a lightweight grey suit and laughed a lot. It wasn't hard to see why he was laughing either. He with three women of the kind who make other women seem a bit like men. I thought, and I'm sure everyone else thought the same thing, that they were hookers. And not your common or garden hookers either. They were good ones. The colourful type. The presence of Billy and the girls had the edge of a carnival or a burlesque show coming to town. Buddy's was quiet that night and I got a very definite sense that my fellow drinkers and diners were doing anything possible to avoid looking directly at Billy and his girls in case they might go blind or crazy or both. The girls glowed with erotic intent to the degree that you could almost feel the heat emanating from them and as Billy ordered a beer and laughed at something dirty one of the girls had just said to him I couldn't help feeling an immediate sense of kinship with them over the regulars at Buddy's. I looked over their way and smiled. Billy was involved with the largest of the three, Bun, french-kissing her as her hands were buried in his crotch. The waitress brought them a large pitcher of beer and placed it in the middle of their table before looking at me as if exasperated by this kind of customer. I knew the waitress well and I did feel a certain conflict of loyalties. You had to admire any guy willing to walk into a place like Buddy's getting his dick squeezed by a scarlet woman. The other two women were both watching me. I didn't look too much at Ae at first. She was small and dark with arched eyebrows and smiling cheekbones. Her eyes glinted wickedly but playfully and I couldn't imagine ever being with her. Pow, on the other hand, was slightly larger. Her lips betrayed only the slightest hint of a smile but her eyes. Pow's eyes had a slight tilt to them and when I looked at her I felt as though I was being pulled into some kind of opium dream that I might never wake up from. While Ae wore a lime green shirt that hugged her body and left little doubt that she wasn't wearing a bra, Pow's clothes revealed nothing about her. With Pow it was all about the eyes. "Quite something eh ?" Said Billy "What ?" I said looking at his smiling ex-boxer's face somewhere between Sid James and Bernard Braden. He nodded his head in the direction of Pow and Ae who were both still staring right at me. "Oh... Yes. Definitely something." "The name's Billy." He said holding out his hand. I shook it. His fingers dwarfed mine. "Jo." "Good to meet ya Jo... This is Bun." Bun held her hands together in a polite wai. "And that's Pow... And the little one's Ae. Will you take a drink with us ? You'll be doing me a favour. This lot are half cut already." "Can't say no to that." "Good. Helps me even up the balance a bit." Bun started pouring me a glass and dropped two ice cubes in it causing a momentary rise in frothing action. "It's Singha." Said Billy. "Not the best beer in the world but it's not bad and it'll get you pissed if you drink it quick enough." He lowered his voice "If you're a Thai it'll get you pissed even quicker. By the way. I know the girls can get a bit raucous. I hope we weren't disturbing you." "No. The place could do with a bit of livening up." "I know what you mean... I just moved here from across town. Normally I like to play around Sukhumvit but I got a bit of business up here so I've switched venues if you know what I mean. But I gotta say that after a bit I fancied a bit of peace and quiet anyway. Too many people know me up there. You know how it can get I'm sure. Sometimes it's nice to walk into a bar where no fucker knows you and it isn't all 'Billy can you do this for us' or 'Billy come and have a drink' all the fucking time. Holing up here for a little while might be the best thing for it." While I was listening to Billy my eyes kept on being drawn to Pow and Ae who seemed to be talking about me between themselves while staring at me like I was an animal at the zoo they wanted to jump on. "You been here long ? In Bangkok I mean." "A few weeks." "Mate. In Bangkok a few weeks can be like a fucking lifetime somewhere else. Enough to turn your whole life around... I'll tell you what happened to a mate of mine..." I lost focus on what Billy was saying as Ae's slim bare foot ran up and down my leg. I looked down and she pulled her foot quickly away. I looked across at her face and she laughed, a small gap between her front two teeth giving an impression of childishness while her glinting eyes gave the impression of something much more adult. Her small frame, heart-shaped face, the contours of her cheekbones, the button nose and dark red lips all conspired to create the impression of someone too pretty to be easily available. But her eyes just seemed to say "Take me now. I'm yours." An intoxicating mix. A million years of erotic intent. And when I glanced at Pow for a moment the foot kicked me and she said "Sorry" with a laugh. "...So he wasn't going back anywhere." Said Billy. "Are you planning on staying long ?" "Another couple of months. Maybe a bit longer. Things can get complicated here. Like you said: A few weeks in Bangkok can change your life. Mine's gone off the radar." "There's be something wrong with you if it didn't mate. Probably women problems of one sort or another. It's too easy to start taking stuff seriously here. When I came out here I thought I was here for a little holiday. That was five years ago." He laughed a broad Aussie laugh that made people on the other side of the bar look up from the Khao Pat Gai. "I thought you had business here." "I do. But the fucking women are the reasons I set up in business here. I was doing real good in Sydney. Real good. But this place mate. Most people, if they get the chance, they get stuck here. I know one bloke from your end of the world. Hasn't set foot outside Bangkok in twenty seven years. Twenty seven fucking years. Don't get me wrong. If you want to set up in business and you've got half an ounce o' common sense you can make a small fortune here. But you can end up spunking it all too. I've had millions of baht pass through my hands since I got here. Millions mate." He caught me looking at Ae who was licking her lips while touching my leg with her foot again. "Now that bird there. Look at that. If you played your cards right you could probably get her. She seems to have taken a fancy to you. And your Thai bird is different to all those farang women you've probably been knocking about with. None of your bullshit head fuck games. If she likes you she's really going to let you know it. I mean... Where are you from again ?" "London." "I know London. I lived there for a while when I was still a kid. So I know what I'm talking about. Meet a girl like that in London, or any other fucking place for that matter, and she'll probably play hard to get, act like she don't like you that much. After a bunch of drinks and a lot of hard fucking work you might start to break through. She might start playing ball. But then there's going to be dinner and fucking presents and all sorts of shit before you get anywhere near fucking her. I'm not talking about any woman. I know you've got your old slappers there too. But for a bird in this league it's going to cost you a fortune. All for fucking nothing in some cases. Here in Thailand it's a lot simpler. If a girl likes you she likes you and she'll want to go with you. And another thing..." At that moment, Bun, who seemed to be getting drunker than anyone else, leaned back in her chair and ran her stockinged foot up and down Billy's crotch. For a second or two he looked as if he was drifting into a semi orgasmic bliss but then her said "Not now love. I'm trying to have a fucking conversation." Bun took immediate offence at this rejection and said "Fuck you." "Fuck you too honey." "You think you can fuck me. Cannot. Not today." "That's the one real problem with these Thai birds," He said to me. "Once you get a little bit of drink inside them." She then started ranting at him in Thai and he got involve in her again. I turned back to Ae scratching my ear. She was scratching her ear. I smiled. She smiled. I put my hand on my head. She put her hand on her head and laughed. I shook my head. She shook her head. "Very funny." "Yes very funny." She said with a look of childish satisfaction. I turned my attention to Pow who raised her eyebrows in a don't-you-want-me expression. "You like my friend ?" Said Ae. Her voice was soft and musical. The Thai accent lilting into a kind of Americanese English. I looked at Pow filled with desire for Pow, then I looked at Ae filled with an equal but different kind of desire. It was very confusing. "Yes." "You like her better than me ?" I smiled. I wasn't going to answer a question like this. But Ae knew she had the edge. She smiled at my difficulty and awkwardness. Then, as if to seal the deal, she leaned across the table and kissed me on the lips. She pulled back for a second, smiled again, before kissing me again this time grazing my upper lip with the tip of her tongue. The kiss widened, broadened and deepened until I felt light-headed and lost in the moment. Then she slunk back and looked at me, her eyes sparkling and a broad grin on her lips. Pow looked away as if thwarted and betrayed. A couple of seconds passed before Pow said something to Ae in Thai which made both of them laugh. Bun leaned into Billy and told him the same. Billy chuckled "She wants to know if you've got a big dick." I looked at Ae and Pow, both of whom now seemed delighted with themselves. "No." I said. "Very small." Ae and Pow both laughed but then Ae let the smile fall and started saying something to me in Thai as if I could understand. Billy chimed in talking in a lowered voice as though this would mean he was incomprehensible. "You don't want to pay any attention to that mate. They're pissed as farts. These birds - when they're not fucked up from drinking too much - they're real quiet. Demure. You know what I mean. Earlier on, that bird, the little one you seem to like, she hardly said a fucking word. To look at her you'd think it was the type of cunt you could take home and introduce to your mother. But your Thais just can't take a fucking drink without losing control. Something about the way their brains are connected. The wiring comes loose or something. If a Thai bird starts drinking, and these ones have been drinking since six o clock it changes her character. I mean even a right nice bird can start talking like a hooker. Pisses me off sometimes..." Ae too hold of my hand as if she hadn't heard Billy or seen him saying anything to me. "Jo." She said. "I want see where you stay. Take me back your hotel." "I can't." She frowned and then nodded "Oh." "I don't stay in a hotel." "You have madam." I didn't say anything. Because I kind of did. She said something to Pow who nodded as though whatever game was between them was now void. Well... Given that I was supposed to be getting married the following day the penny was bound to drop sooner or later. Billy carried on "But that bird really likes you. I can see it. She wouldn't mind going back to your room for a fuck right now I reckon. That's another way these Thai birds ain't like your woman back home. Your average English woman for instance, and you probably know better than me, but your average one I reckon thinks she's giving something away if she lets on that she wants to fuck. But a Thai bird loves a good fuck." Billy kicked him. "Well it's true ain't it ?" He said to her. "You like a good fuck. Always horny this and horny that." "Billy you mouth is shit mouth." "This ain't your business anyway. This is white men talking." "Fuck you." "Yeah yeah. Learn some new words." Bun ran out of steam and slipped into a deep sulk. Billy continued passing on his wisdom to me. " The only thing is that some blokes like yourself sometimes have a bit of trouble getting their heads around is that when you fuck a Thai bird, even if she loves you to bits, it's sort of the custom to give her a bit of money. Not a lot of money. You know. Five hundred baht or something like that. Otherwise she loses face. I suppose you could look at it in the same way you might buy a girl a bunch of flowers or a box of chocolates back in England. It's more something like that. Otherwise it's like saying that she isn't worth anything... I know... I know... To you and me it's a bit of an odd thing. But it's the Thai way mate. I know what you're probably thinking but it isn't that. These ain't hookers. It's just the Thai way of saying, you know, I like you, you're a real good fuck and I'd like to fuck you again sometime. Something like that." "Right." "He have girlfriend already." Said Bun. "Lot's of blokes have girlfriends. Doesn't mean they don't enjoy the odd bit on the side." "Him girlfriend sit in him room Billy." "No." I said. "It isn't like that. This is Khao San Road. In Khao San Road guest houses no-one can take a Thai woman to his room." I looked at Ae "I don't have a girlfriend in my room." Ae smiled and I felt happy that she smiled. "Go up to any guest house and there's a big sign 'Thai ladies not allowed in room.'" "All of them ?" Said Billy as if I'd just told him that he was drinking non alcoholic beer. "Most of them." "That's fucking ridiculous. You're staying in the middle of Bangkok and they won't even let you take your girlfriend into your room." "Not unless she's the same race as you." "What sort of a way is that to run a hotel ?" "I think they probably had problems with girls nicking stuff, disputes over money, that kind of thing." "None of that shit where I'm staying. Tell you what... You should come over to mine. Two hundred baht a room. It's no palace but you've got your own shower and you can let anybody you fucking like in your room." "Maybe I should." "Damn fucking right you should." Bun courteously refilled my beer and added another ice cube smiling at me sweetly. Ae said "Come with us." "Tell you what mate. If a bird like that wanted to show me heaven I'd find it pretty fucking hard to say no." "So would I." 2 Billy's place was the Gao Sip Hotel. That's Ninety in English. And just to emphasise the point there were big red letters saying "90" outside of it. It was a whitewashed motel style of place sited next door to a colourful looking sing song bar in a grit road alley a few feet from Ratjadamnoen Klang. The sing song bar caught my attention before the Gao Sip. A combination of glossy new and bluish fading photos of female artistes were posted outside the black glass windows and there was a little piece of left over tinsel around the door along with a string of multicoloured fairy lights flipping on and off. Billy told me that the Gao Sip was in a perfect position for all rich Thai blokes to take the artistes somewhere for a quick fuck. The office or reception of the Gao Sip was sealed off behind the kind of glass that you see in banks and post offices in bad areas. Inside a very small and very old looking Chinese lady was watching some dynamic Chinese soap opera with lots of over-colourful costumes and leaping about. She was so still in front of the TV that she looked as though she might just have had a stroke and died. I rang the bell once and then again before she even looked our way. I tried explaining in my limited Thai that I wanted a room but she just looked at me like I was a lowlife dirty farang piece of shit who she had no time trying to understand. I let Ae do the talking and simply handed over the money. Billy chuckled. "See you later mate. My room's number 237." After which he and Bun and Pow disappeared up the stairwell. "You wait here." The old lady said in perfect Chinatown English before picking up a telephone. The idea did cross my mind that there was some dark purpose to this phone call but she was just calling the help. A young man whose face was in the ravages of teenage acne arrived with the key, fresh linen, towels and a couple of bars of soap so small that you could lose them in your armpit. He was lively enough and showed us the way to our room across the courtyard. As the young man fitted the fresh linen to the bed, Ae slid her watch off placing it on the formica surface of a long table under a mirror that looked like the type you might find in a theatre dressing room for the girls or the boys of the chorus. Ae caught herself in the mirror and turned to look at her ass as if checking it was still in place snug in skin tight lime green hot pants. Having checked that she unhooked her earrings before sitting on the bed as the young man left with a knowing grin. Ae looked at me and pulled off her shirt. It seemed nothing to her to sit there topless. Her breasts not so big. Her nipples dark as chocolate standing out. For a minute she said nothing at all. And I said nothing right back. She smiled a smile that said everything and knew everything before she took one of the towels and smelled it for freshness like someone in an ad for fabric softener. Then she got up and walked into the bathroom. I sat on the bed exactly where she had been sitting and looked at myself. I wasn't the same man any more. I was someone else. I wasn't the diligently hardworking and honest man I thought. I was here in a cheap short time hotel with a woman I'd known for a couple of hours. I'd already been with a go-go bargirl from Patpong and was due to marry another. I hadn't set out to be a sex tourist but when I told this story it would be pretty clear that this is what I was. I took five hundred baht and a condom from my wallet and placed them both on the bedside table. Money hadn't been mentioned but there it was anyway. Ae came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her waste. Her body and hair looked dry as a bone. I took my turn in the shower leaving my clothes in an unruly tangle on the floor. When I came out they were folded neatly and piled on a chair. Ae was lying completely naked on the bed. Her body looked so dark against the white sheets. She almost looked unreal. I moved over her and her arms reached up to pull me close. Her skin was softer than satin. And as soon as I was on top of her she wrapped her legs around me so that there was nothing between us but my towel. And that was slipping away. I could feel my dick against her cunt through the towelling. We kissed for a while. She sucked on my tongue and I sucked on hers and I could feel the siren song of her pussy coaxing me in. I pulled away the towel and tried to continue kissing her without entering her. It didn't last. In seconds I was deep and unprotected inside her hot soft flesh. It should have mattered. I should have been clambering for the condom. But I wasn't. It was almost as though this moment was the culmination of my entire life. Slipping deep into the cunt of this beautiful girl as she sighed a sweet sigh and kissed me even harder than before. We fucked a while. She finished or seemed to finish. I held back. It felt good to be hard inside her and I didn't want it to end. Her arms were laced with the scars of self harm or suicide attempts - I didn't know which. I noticed them but didn't really look. Most of the bargirls I'd met seemed to have something like this and it seemed somehow rude to ask. But Ae had one other scar. Across her neck a huge light scar. It even had the white shadow of stitches long healed. I touched it with my fingertips. "You like ?" She said. "How did you get it ?" "A doctor make." "An accident ?" "No. He make for save my life." "I mean before the doctor." "I make myself." "Why ?" "I don't know why." She said. "Maybe I feel bad or something." I wanted to know more but I could tell that this was not a line to pursue. I kissed the scar and she sighed this deep almost primal sigh and my dick suddenly felt like steel. Her cunt felt tight around me and I really needed to keep fucking. She pushed me lightly and I moved around so that she was on top of me. She sat up with me deep inside her and leaned back sliding her cunt up and down until it was driving me insane. Then I threw her back and started fucking her again this time with my teeth against her neck biting where the knife had cut her. Biting as though the scar might open again and fill my mouth with blood. She came again and this time I came too. And it seemed to go on for so long that I thought my heart would explode. Afterwards we lay very still. We were both hot and wet and it really didn't seem to matter. We just lay there and she stroked my hair and kissed my neck and shoulders. "Jo... Why you have madam already." "Who said I did ?" "But you do." "Kind of. not exactly." "Are you a bad man Jo ?" "The worst." "I'm bad girl too. But I not have boyfriend. I'm free." We turned over so she was on top of me again and I felt wetness from both of us spreading across my crotch. "If you not believe I don't have a boyfriend you can give me flim flam." "What's a flim flam ?" She showed me her neck. The side that didn't have the scar. "I want you give me." "A love bite." "You want ?" She laughed and echoed "You want ? Maybe I give you a flim flam. Then you can tell your wife I give you. And she kill you. Then I don't have to think about you any more." "And I suppose if I'm not dead you'll think about me every day." "Yes Jo. I think about you every day." "Same as me. I'll think of you every day." "Bullshit man. You forget me tomorrow afternoon." "Never." She laughed and started kissing and biting my chest. "Bullshit man. You forget me when you go home to your madam." "I'll never forget you." She crawled up me again and started sucking on my neck "Okay." She said. "Then I give you flim flam and every time you see you can remember me." She sucked on my neck a minute and then pulled away. "You not scared ?" "Terrified." "Okay I make sure." "Go ahead." She sucked my neck for a couple of seconds and then clasped her fingertips around my dick which, surprisingly enough, was erect again. "If I make like that then maybe your wife she can take this one." "That's a risk I'm prepared to take." "Then you crazy farang." "You calling me crazy." She nodded, smiling. I leapt up and jumped on top of her so she was lying underneath me again. "You think I'm crazy ?" "Yes. Verry crazy." I slipped inside her again and she laughed so I pulled out, rolled her on her stomach and slipped inside her again from behind and like this I was lost. I pushed inside her feeling the flesh of her buttocks pushing against me and her legs spread wide. She sighed short staccato sighs over and over and over and I came again biting the skin of her shoulder. We went to shower together. I washed her back and she washed mine and I spent an inappropriate amount of time making sure her breasts were really sparkling clean. Then I slid the soap between her legs washing around her cunt and then sliding a single finger inside her. She smiled and took my dick, semi erect again, in her fingers stroking the length of it before gently squeezing the head. "I think is too late to clean me there. If have baby have baby already." She then pushed against me so that her belly was against my dick. She tried to lift herself with my shoulders so that I would be inside her but it didn't work out. We ended up on the bed again not minding that we were soaking it. She kissed my neck and chest and belly and then put my dick in her mouth and sucked gently on it. Once I was as hard as humanly possible she wanted to fuck again but I had this terrible urge to eat her. I pushed her back on the bed as if I was going to fuck her and I entered for a second or two before kissing my way down her body, kissing her nipples, her naval and then sinking my face against the dark lips of her cunt plunging my tongue as deep inside her as it could possible go. She moved against me as if she didn't really want this but then I let the tongue stroke softly against her clitoris and she suddenly clamped her slim brown thighs around my head and kept me there until it was all over. We were silent for a while. We talked for a while. She made me look in the mirror while she held on to me naked and said how good we looked together. After a few minutes of this I really wanted to fuck her again and she said "Okay" with a kind of girlish enthusiasm. But before we got very far there was a knock on the door. Time for checkout. It didn't matter. There was all the time in the world. We both got dressed. it was almost disguised as an afterthought when Ae picked up the five hundred baht and slipped it in her purse. Then seeing the condom she took that too and said "Is mine okay ?" "Yeah. Okay. Merry Christmas." That same condom got passed on, a few weeks later to a friend of Ae's with whom I ended up using it. You have to love the irony. 3 It was easy to find Billy's room. The door was wide open and there were shards of broken glass being casually tossed on to the walkway. Ae looked at me as if speculating on how wise it might be to even go there. On seeing us Billy said "Aaaay. Good to see you made it back in one piece." Bun was wrapped around him like an expensive quilt as Pow swept more pieces of broken glass into a dustpan and tossed these too out on to the walk way. "Have a good time." "I think I'm in love." Ae kissed me as if confirming this. "That's great. But you want to watch out with a bird like that. They can get very attached to someone like yourself. You might have trouble getting rid of her." "I don't want to get rid of her. I'm in love." "Yeah mate. Yeah. I can see that you soppy cunt. But it ain't all fun and games with your Thai birds. I mean look at this." He tilted his head toward Bun and she looked at him as though he was her God. "Classic fucking Thai this is. A few minutes ago she was trying to fucking kill me. Throwing bottles at me. Look at this !" He showed me a cut across the palm of his hand with a bit of cloth sellotaped to it. "She done it with a fucking razor. Don't even know why. But now... Now she loves me too much. Now she can't get enough of me. Twenty years old she is. And me. I'm forty five. I could be her fucking dad. But look at her." It was true. She did look like she loved him. But she didn't look twenty to me any more than he looked forty five. "Bun, love, you couldn't get me and Jo a coupl'a beers out the fridge. He looks like he could do with a drink and I know I could. Nothing like a cold beer after a fuck eh ? You could probably do with a bite to eat an all couldn't you ?" "No. I'm fine. A beer will do me fine." "You hungry ?" Said Ae as if it was her duty to be on top of things like this. "No. I'm fine. I just ate five hours ago." And she was up and using the phone calling in a whole list of orders from room service. Bun handed me a beer and then one to Billy. "One more thing about a Thai bird. The worst of them might steal your cash, break your heart, beat you up and cut your balls off. But they'll never let you go hungry." Bun hit Billy. "Why you have to speak shit about Thai people." "I wasn't. Me tell Jo even bad Thai lady want give somebody food." "Why you must to speak about bad Thai lady. Ae is good Thai lady. She my good friend for me." And while Billy tried to explain himself to Bun in his Thai which was probably no easier for her to understand than his English Ae took a sip of my beer and then fed it to me from her mouth to my mouth before kissing me and making sure I had all of it. Pow looked on at this with absolute contempt. After a few minutes of this the food turned up. It didn't come all at once. On the first trip was a pot of pot of tom yam on a stainless steel pot over what looked like a candle. A second man brought a tray with a large plate of larb neu and another larger plate with several pieces of fried chicken. The first man returned with a bowl of noodle soup of some kind and three plates of rice while the second man brought two large bottles of Singha and an ice bucket. Ae handed the last man the five hundred baht note and got a couple of red hundred notes in change. Seeing the feast laid out Billy said "You could do a lot worse than this bird mate. She wants to feed you up. Probably reckons you're a bit on the skinny side. Most Thai birds prefer a big fat cunt like me." We ate, drank, and I got engrossed in Ae in a manner that would have been extremely nauseating for anyone looking on. Billy was up and down with Bun, but over about an hour or so the down started to dominate and the mood soured. She was calling him pig fucker, dog fucker, rat fucker (I knew this because he kept translating it for me). There was barely any kind of animal that Billy wasn't a fucker of. In response to this Billy started telling me how you couldn't trust anyone in Thailand and that Bun was probably pissed off because she hadn't been fucking any of her other boyfriends for a while. He then confided (seeming to believe these women were suddenly rendered deaf) that all these birds would be heading off somewhere soon after which he and I could head down to Patpong and find some "real" fun. Naturally I was mortified at the idea that Ae could ever spend another second of her life without me but I saw that Bun and Pow were already starting to get ready to go out somewhere. Billy winked at me drunkenly as if being left by these girls was all part of his master plan to go out and have a good time in Patpong. Ae apologised and said that she would really miss me but that I could go out and have some fun with Billy. "I know you have another lady." She said. "I don't want you to like me too much. Make big problem for you." "What ?" I said. "I love you but I know you have another lady. Is better you forget me. I not good for you. I have to go with my friend." "I don't understand. You like me or not ?" "Yes I like you. But I have to go." "Because Billy had a fight with Bun you have to go." She smiled. "You love me Jo ? If you love me you can come find me." "That's great Ae. I can come and find you. Brilliant." "I stay Thermae. Soi Thirteen. If you don't know ask Billy. Billy know where I stay." Then she went to get made up with her friends. Billy was saying some stuff but my mind was on her. After she'd finished putting her make up on we kissed and she had to put it on all over again. Then when everyone was going I walked them all out to the street and Billy put his door on the latch while he got ten minutes kip. I could come back and wake him... Then we'd head down to Patpong. Pow and Bun stood looking for a cab while Ae kissed me messing up her lipstick again. When a tuk tuk finally screeched to a halt right by us the drunk driver saluted me and offered me sign language admiration for having taken one - two - three stunning hookers to the Gao Sip. Ae stepped into the tuk tuk and watched me through the back until we were completely out of each other's sight. I had no real idea of what had just happened. Was it real or was it a trick or was it that singular Bangkok experience which is perpetually lost somewhere in the middle ? Billy was completely out, sprawled in a near comatose state across his bed. I tried waking him up a few times but gave up and shut his door for him. It was very late. When I wandered back up Khao San Road I found the grate pulled shut and locked in front of the door to my guest house. I wandered up and down the street for a while not knowing whether I was elated from my experience or depressed. Not wanting to think too much about it I walked into the Nat and ordered a beer and a coffee. After this I ordered another coffee. Then a coffee with toast. Dawn snuck up in orangey strips as monks walked elegantly along the road in single file collecting offerings of food in their gleaming alms bowls. When they had passed, almost as if they'd been awaiting a stage cue, came the throttled buzz of tuk tuks and scooters and with them the travellers and backpackers and hippies in search of Paradise somewhere else. With the guest house open I returned to my room and slept for a couple of hourse before waking up and heading to Patpong. Tak was there. Her friends and family were there. With all the willpower of a drugged zombie I played the role I was supposed to play. We caught a taxi to Amphur Suriwongse. I signed forms I couldn't read. Nodded benignly in agreement to questions I didn't understand. When someone said "Say 'Yes'" I said "Yes" as if the whole thing had nothing to do with me. I was like one of those torture victims who'll sign anything just to be left alone. Except I hadn't been tortured. I'd just missed one night's sleep and been confused by an amorous encounter. I sat there as a middle aged lady typed and watched a palm tree swaying in the breeze through one of the latticed windows of the office and heard Ae's voice in my mind softly saying "forget me" Part of me was saying "Get up man. Walk out of here a single man while you still can !" But I didn't get up or walk out. And when it was all done I walked out from the office and, with Tak's friends and family looking on, took the ring from my pocket, smiled sweetly, and slipped it on my wife's finger. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hugh_Hoy Posted October 15, 2005 Report Share Posted October 15, 2005 Very good opening and premise. Made me want to read on. Dialog was good, as was descriptions of character reaction. For the most part, tight and controlled. Got to read too much like a porn novel...seemed to get too bogged-down in the mixing of bodily-fluids. Started to lose interest as it approached novela length. HH Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Redbaron Posted October 16, 2005 Report Share Posted October 16, 2005 Great! I reckon I know who wrote this one too. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted October 20, 2005 Report Share Posted October 20, 2005 I've read stuff similar to this elsewhere, not the story but the style. I enjoyed it but wish he'd dumped the wedding! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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