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Demps was on a real bender - saying the world needed to be on it's elbows and knees, worship the creed he said.. Well I said I'm smarter than that. Islam might be rising. I said I could stand those Burkas. Make no mistake he SAID THIS IS WAR.

Paul Theroux - Jungle Lovers, or Saint Jack - Richard Mason - The world of Susie Wong, all written a long time ago, but they haven't aged, as any one spending a few weeks in Thermae (even now) would find. Minimal sex, but far better than most of the recent Thai books,

I Suppose when you mentioned Minimal sex - I lost all interest, Just kidding. Will check these out.

I'm playing on irony here...hope yous understand kao jai?

Well I think that was an exceptionally rude comment to such an innocent question.

Well it might be an interesting project, if he'd allow me to do it....I'm serious...

Have you ever read Dragon Apparent?

Of all the books about Bangkok, they are usually very tame, the sex, is "She satisfied him", for far better books about Asia and sex, go back to the 50's and 60's when there are better one

Since I love books, I will love you to give me an example of one please! Thanks in advance Pretendingtobemale,

Boz - I suppose Demps needed me as much as him. I made all the music, but damn, that sick boy could sing. Well, it was just lazy of him I suppose - I always suspected he had more in him - more talent I suppose. More *inate* talent I suppose - he couldn't help but open his mouth and the chicky babes were kind of frothing over him. I kind of fell in love with him as well. Well he is my best mate - a really cool cat, just tickle his belly, and he'll smile - he'll give you a real big one, but a big temptation merchant.

Also would recommend Bangkok days by Lawrence Osborne. It's cheap pulp, but rather good. I particularly like his descriptions of lady drinks, which I shamelessly borrow for my own stories.

Its' a Nebsy here. Well I develop the kernel. I'm a grey beard Unix programmer. I don't sign off on Nebs, far to insecure.

We're rolling? Ok let's go. Jesus I'm shivering, in this heat as well. Boz here.

You belittle my country you poor fool? Doncha know we're backed by the yanks? Christ!!!!

Also would highly recommend the gonzo thriller Hunter Thompson wrote about the Hell's Angels. A very thoughtful, and insightful piece.

Elmore Leanard. Get Shorty is the book you want. Then you can watch the movie with John Travolta, Ving Rames. Man it is the best - cheesy, tasty, and the perfect beach book.

I suppose this day, full of sunshine as it is, makes me feel proud to be Australian.

God doesn't work for Hezbollah

I need to sharpen my incisors

She's like hiking up he her skirt, I'm like standing proud, Shit, I 've got a glock, she's a like saying you talk funny - Niggers in the hood, I'm a lover, not a fighter.

I want to empower her. I want to sell her sister. We are going to be Okay. Becuse today, I couldn't seem to find it, but generation, I've found it. Where should we go? The more I need me, then some time or never....Sonia here!

You know what, I will carry you my brother.

She said I say - in such a high-pitched voice. Her skin is perfect but she says she wants to be the same as me. But I never called her names. But I love her.

Jesus Christ, she left me alone so lone - then she kind of crept up with her soft feet, like the panther, she pounced with that curious sure-footedness. She came on like a blistering lover asking forgiveness. I;m feeling like the prize fighter - sore all over. She even gave my balls a loving massage. So there you go.

Keep going...................

Cheers.....Cheers....

Come on people! Thai 360 will never die!

Dempsey - I'm screwing it close and gentle. Kind of trying to rotate my knob into the G-spot. She's going crazy. fuck she's only the third chick I've fucked tonight. All for free. Still a lot of spunk there though, man I'm a seedy one, come again, and again. Boz couldn't = you'd have to wait two thousand years for him to get a hard-on! My best mate though.

became close I wanted to to happen. She was there at the bar, a scarlet figure in plasticine. I was going to cheat. Well this was bad. But wasn't the old school motto 'perservre to win'? I always thought it meant cheat to win - in Latin or no. But the slow hand - well you can't fight it - so I grabbed her hand, already promising some compensation -