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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.

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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. :)

 

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