Girls travelling overseas...

[Encore]

Not sure this is the right place, shift it if not so.

 

Sometimes I get surprised by the travel plans of some of the girls.

 

I was visiting my favourite massage girl, Sun.

 

I'd been given her name and location by a good friend of mine, and found she gave some of the best massages in town, and she didn't non-stop pester me to have a handjob.

 

In fact, if asked for, she could deliver an absolutely fabulous HJ, but only when asked for, (or otherwise indicated), she'd never bring it up herself. She didn't do anything else, except a great massage, the handjob when asked for, and talk. She does even variations of the sensual massage very well, massaging your groin in a very pleasant, but non sexual way. Well, that is, according to your mood. I personally like to keep my powder dry for later in the evening, an age related preference I suppose.

 

She likes to talk, and she has a sweet nature, so I am happy to chat with her.

 

So last night, she told me I'd be having to do without her probably for about three months early next year, if her visa would come through.

 

Visa?

Sun's married to a Thai man, an arranged marriage, but she says he's a good man, and she'd never cheat on him. Never has, never will. The HJ's she doesn't count, that's not cheating. And she dotes on her children.

 

So what about this visa?

 

She's going to a scandinavian country, for three months, to work in a massage parlour. Just straight Thai massage.

 

I felt a bit uneasy about this. Does she really know what she's letting herself in for? How is she sure she's not getting lured into some bonding scheme that will force her to work as a sex worker rather then 'ordinary thai massage'. There's plenty of those scams around it seems.

 

No, she's sure, a good friend of hers has already been there for three months, and came back with plenty of money, and no sex schemes. Apparently a friend of her friend is married to this scandinavian bloke, who set up a massage place, and brings over referred massage girls for the three months duration of a visiting visa.

 

I'm still a bit skeptical, but she is a sensible woman, and quite perceptive when it comes to judging people, so I suppose she'll be OK. But I'll miss here.

 

 

Sensible, except when it comes to the issue of witchcraft.

 

When she heard about me going to a certain bar in SC later that evening, she asked me to go and ask "That Woman", "I.W.", a direct question:

 

"What bad medicine did she give our common (falang) friend, to cause him to become bewitched and go off the deep end"

 

Our friend had a torrid love affair with this BG about a third his age, fell madly in love, eventually couldn't cope with the stress of his double life (he had a falang family as well) and the stresses of loving a working girl, and lost it for a while, had to go back home to falangland to try and patch himself up.

Sun was sure that his breakdown was due to IW giving him some witches potion, that gave her power over him.

 

I thought she was using a metafor, but no, she was deadly earnest.

 

"Women from the South of issan, especially those with Khmer blood, do black magic. They make a 'medicine', a potion or so, that drives the men they prey on insane.Please be careful, never eat any 'Ja" that an isan woman gives you"

 

I know the young woman in question, IW, and find it hard to believe she's capable of anything except the usual bar girl spiels to rope in us blokes, certainly doesn't strike me as being 'evil', just a girl doing her job. But Sun cannot be shifted in her beliefs. "She's a bad witch, she used bad medicine to hurt our friend. Please ask her, maybe she'll tell you."

 

I'm not sure if I want to tackle this uneasy question with IW, I'm a bit afraid to make a fool of myself, and also don't want to offend her.

 

Fortunately, I'm let off the hook. When I get to her bar, I strike up a conversation with a dekserve I know (took her home one night a few years back). I asked her where IW has gone, hadn't seen her for a few months..

 

"IW? Oh, she has sponsor, rich man look after her, she not dance now."

 

So maybe off the hook, in that I cannot ask the question, but leaving me with the niggling doubt, "did her latest effort at medicine making actually succeed for her?"

 

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The dekserve, whose name I'll never forget, because it is similar to a favourite morlam singer of mine, ends up my ST for the night.I have an early start the next day, and need to go home alone tonight, but promised myself a last treat on my last day in town.

 

I'd first considered the youngish one from No-name bar I had on two consecutive nights a few weeks back, but decided I didn't want to encourage her too much by frequenting her that frequently.

 

Earlier in the evening, I'd also caught up briefly with an old regular of mine, in her little bar towards the end of SC.

I got dragged into the bar by a friend of her, and almost assaulted by both of them, in terms of being diddled by both to an extent I had to beg off or disgrace myself in public.

It was too early, and I'd told her I'd probably be back later, after a bit of show watching elsewhere (she's seen them many times, and is a bit bored with all these very public upper and nether mouth manipulations.)

But by the time I get back, around 11.30, she's just been barfined by another bloke. Good on her, she doesn't pull too many BF's, I don't mind, I'll get my turn next time.

 

So when I bump into my friendly dekserve, I suddenly remember how wonderful and refreshing she was when we spent a night together two years ago, and with very little introduction I propose to pay bar for her. She looked surprised, but quickly agreed. We go across the road to Midnite, for the closing half hour. Quite an upbeat mood there, although I see some women on stage that shouldn't really be given that job, just rather unpleasant to look at.

 

Back at the ST hotel, my lovely friend made me pleased with my choice. Cute, fun to be with, and an above average performer.

Then we talk a bit.

 

"Maybe in a few months I will be gone overseas"

 

Another one. She met an American, who promised to come and help her get a visa, get married, and take her home, with her 7 year old daughter.

"I have worked dekserve in bar now four years, hate the job, boring. But i need the money. Many men think I am ugly (she has a few scars, and although I think her face is cute, many wouldn't think her 'beautiful), and you are the first man I've had sex with in ten months Apart from Mr USA/BF).But I have a daughter to bring up, school is expensive. I am getting old, and don't want to do this job forever"

 

She looks 24 to me, but proves to be 34.

 

Then I make a tactical mistake, and while she tells about her husband-to-be, I casually enquire about his age. Suddenly tears spring into her eyes. "He's 49. (sob) But he's a good man, and I really want to get out of this job, and have my daughter to look after........ "" She sobs for a few minutes.

 

The second one in about two weeks who I render to tears???? Maybe I'm just a soft touch, one the girls recognise as easy to manipulate by tears.

 

Doesn't sound like a romantic love match to me. But maybe it will work, she's certainly going to work hard at it.

 

I try to re-assure her 15 years isn't such a terrible gap, (after all, I'm late fifties myself, and had a long affair with one half my age) and wish her good luck with her good man. I thinks she deserves a bout of good luck.

 

In a small way, I envy the man who may marry her. She's going to make him a good wife, I think.

 

I then wonder about what happened to all my othNr good friends from the past 5 years, who dissappeared overseas. N, off to switzerland with her man, Nok, off to England, married, young baby and speaking cockney now, B, taken to HongKong with her older Chinese lover.

 

I wish them all well, and do miss them.

[khwaimaisabai]

Hi ikkrang,

Very nice story. It set me to thinking "where are they now" about some of the girls I got to know over the years. The first bg I got acquainted with is now my gf, so I know where she is - or at least where she tells me she is. Another really beautiful lady from Rawhide disappeared a long time back, reputedly to get married in Japan.

Another girl I used to know in Clinton Plaza is still in the business, now in NEP. She must be almost 30 by now. She is a real fun character and I am always surprised when I see her that she hasn't been able to find a long term sponsor. Another one from Doll House Clinton Plaza is now the manager of a bar.

The one I miss the most is the girl from Goya in Soi 33. She found a French guy to take care of her and is no longer working, although I did used to see her occasionally visiting her old friends - once with French BF along.

And then there was the girl from Cactus - found a sponsor, but I was told they had split up. And the girl from Joes Bar, Soi Cowboy which got a bit out of hand. I met her once in Suk Soi 8 and she told me she has a sponsor based in Singapore.

Memories.

Khwai

[Prosal]

Taking a girl more or less 'in the game' abroad is the VERY last thing I'd do. The situation can very easily turn really ugly ......

 

If once in your western country the bitch leaves you, overstays, is caught with no legit visa and is suspected to be a third world 'pro', authorities could link her name to your name and there are international laws to define you as a criminal. The main is "kidnapping for purposes of sexual exploitation" and can apply to any person who "aids" a woman to leave a third world country and turn tricks abroad.

 

In this case, Interpol is automatically called in to interview her as its a case of international pimping/traficking. As the girl's a bitch, and to justify her overstay, she'll claim that evil X (let's say Randomshot lol) tricked her into working the streets of Paris and stole her passport. Five days later, there's a big red tag alongside Randomshot's name on the Interpol's computers. And what do you think will happen next time he will go through Thai customs ?

 

 

It seems to ugly to be true, but this exactly happened to a German guy with his Brasilian 'namorada'.

 

[Guest lazyphil]

<<It seems to ugly to be true, but this exactly happened to a German guy with his Brasilian 'namorada'. >>

 

Damn, you nearly finished a post without a mention of Latin America!!!

[jasmine]

[color:"blue"]"Women from the South of issan, especially those with Khmer blood, do black magic. They make a 'medicine', a potion or so, that drives the men they prey on insane.Please be careful, never eat any 'Ja" that an isan woman gives you"

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Nothing like this is new for most of the Thais. The magic potion does exist and according to all people who claimed to know told me that it works on CERTAIN men, especially "farang". Why, because the "farang"me do not have "magic" to protect them, this is what I am told. One man who is now 86 years old explained very well why but it invovled the belief that combines religion and balck magic and I cannot explain that in English.

 

The potion is normally put in food or rubbed on nipples, I was told! ::

 

Jasmine

[chilli13]

"She's going to a scandinavian country, for three months, to work in a massage parlour. Just straight Thai massage.

 

I felt a bit uneasy about this. Does she really know what she's letting herself in for? How is she sure she's not getting lured into some bonding scheme that will force her to work as a sex worker rather then 'ordinary thai massage'. There's plenty of those scams around it seems.

 

No, she's sure, a good friend of hers has already been there for three months, and came back with plenty of money, and no sex schemes. Apparently a friend of her friend is married to this scandinavian bloke, who set up a massage place, and brings over referred massage girls for the three months duration of a visiting visa.

 

I'm still a bit skeptical, but she is a sensible woman, and quite perceptive when it comes to judging people, so I suppose she'll be OK. But I'll miss here."

 

I can only speak for Copenhagen & there I've only experienced 'extras' on the menu although the doorsign clearly states traditional thai massage with watpo certified massouses

Actually within the last year or 2 the numbers of such places on a street specialising in thai girls has moreless doubled :hubba:

 

Although I never questioned any girls thoroughly on this subject none seemed to have been trapped into something they didn't want to do, but surely they're all there on 3months visas & earn a small fortune

 

Still I'm sure one can get also the advertised traditional massage even I doubt most are anywhere near fully certied

[khunsanuk]

Hi,

 

"Thais. The magic potion does exist and according to all people who claimed to know told me that it works on CERTAIN men, especially "farang"."

 

Hahahahahahaha, sorry Jasmine, but unless you have scientific proof to back this up I remain *very* sceptical about this.

 

People have been talking about such potions for centuries yet not a single one of them has ever been proven to work (AFAIK).

 

Sanuk!

[Pescator]

jasmine said:

[color:"blue"]"Women from the South of issan, especially those with Khmer blood, do black magic. They make a 'medicine', a potion or so, that drives the men they prey on insane.Please be careful, never eat any 'Ja" that an isan woman gives you"

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Nothing like this is new for most of the Thais. The magic potion does exist and according to all people who claimed to know told me that it works on CERTAIN men, especially "farang".

Jasmine

 

I take it you are referring to the Nam Man Phrai? Isn`t that the name of the potion?

 

Works on certain men?

Well, chances are that if you out of a pool of say 20 individuals give each and every one the potion, some of them will become infatuated if they are being worked by a thai woman, and without the potion some would become infatuated as well

 

Cheers

Hua Nguu

[jasmine]

[color:"blue"] Hahahahahahaha, sorry Jasmine, but unless you have scientific proof to back this up I remain *very* sceptical about this.

 

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In my post I SAID, I was told, hell I don't have a scientific prove, never will, just sharing what I WAS TOLD.

 

I do not know whether it works, but as I grow older, I don't become insulting to people who share their information whether I believe it or not.

 

Just like many information, it last for centuries, but do you last that long, someone will remember you centuries from now? Nothing personal here, just to point out my wonderings why certain information lasts so long when there is no prove for it.

 

Do you have a prove that not a single one works? I sure don't.

 

Jasmine

[Guest]

"In this case, Interpol is automatically called in to interview her as its a case of international pimping/traficking. As the girl's a bitch, and to justify her overstay, she'll claim that evil X (let's say Randomshot lol) tricked her into working the streets of Paris and stole her passport. Five days later, there's a big red tag alongside Randomshot's name on the Interpol's computers. And what do you think will happen next time he will go through Thai customs"

 

WTF I gotta do with this?? Quite easy to prove you weren't involved especially if you have a very decent job besides... Might be harder if you're flying over a bunch of them though and oferring them as company present... But then I start WTF I might have to with it ::