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i came to asia first time in 1997, for a major it project in singapore. i lived then in singapore like a monk for at least 8 months, before i met pim, a 28 year old experienced p4p girl from udon, isaan.
pim was “working” in orchard tower (top ten) and in brannigans (now brix), a great pub in the basement of the singapore hyatt hotel. she was tall, slim, had a beautiful dark firm body with everything it needed to keep a man happy. she was in the best age a woman can be, and her desire was more or less permanent. she could not get enough, and she was always ready – for everything.
after paying her on nightly basis for some days i took her into my apartment in singapore and stopped her “working”. i paid for her “expenses” as well as for the “expenses” for her mother, father, sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, grandmothers, grandfathers etc. etc. . as a completely inexperienced monger i firstly had not idea about the real costs of living in an isaan village, and i secondly simply wanted to keep her happy and staying with me.
my apartment was perfectly organized from the day she moved in, and when i came home in the nights i got my thai dinner, and of course immediate “desert”. i remember hours of massage, long bathes, and and and . but – singapore issues visas for a maximum of 30 days for “working” girls, so she had to leave for thailand after a few weeks.
she went back home, and returned to singapore after a few days to stay with me. things went well, and i thought about reducing the monthly support fee for her and her family with starting up a business in thailand which was meant to create the income for pim’s family. after a while she came up with an idea – fish lakes.
she had found an area with 4 fish lakes close to udon, which were for sale. not too expensive – it was the time of the asian financial crisis! three of those fish lakes would grow fish every month, one would rest. the fish needed approx. 3 month to be ready for being sold on the market. the calculated profit would be sufficient to generate enough income for all the family (and as i know now all the village).
we discussed it, and i told pim, that the conditio sine qua non is that she takes care of that business, and she does not return to work, whether she stayed with me or not – this fish lakes were her future. and the future of her family. pim agreed - of course!
i decided to give it a try and bought the fish lakes. that sounds good, doesn’t it? but wrong, i did not buy it – pim bought it on her name, of course. but i did not care so much.
it started very well, pim took care of the fish lakes, and i was alone in singapore again. she came sometimes for a few days (only after i paid for the flights) and had to go back very soon to support her business. and – how could i argue against that, it was what i wanted! my plan! a very very clever plan, as i realized soon…
the first month of harvest was a festival – pim came to singapore and raped me 24 hours a day, as a happy successful business woman she was now. i expected that things would stay well, and business would flourish. until – the flood came. water flooded all over the fish lakes, and this damned uneducated fish had nothing faster to do than escaping, swimming away!
[i][b]ok, the family had no income, i had to take care. [/b][/i] and – of course, we needed to buy new fish (or fish semen whatever it was that time).
some months later the bad guys from udon were hungry, and they came to steal all the fish.
[i][b]ok, the family had no income, i had to take care [/b][/i]… and we bought some dogs (!). nobody would steal my fish again!
as everybody would expect now things with pim turned around a bit, after she was not so many times in singapore any more. other mothers have beautiful daughters, too :) … . and pim really loved it to stay in a village outside udon, it was really an interesting life for her after being so many times in singapore before. she asked me buying a car, that she could drive to the city (udon) sometimes, which i denied. a tuk-tuk? a motorbike – please!!!
she then decided to come more and more to singapore, and let her family take care of the fish lakes. but – i had already other plans in singapore, and there were some "coordination problems". – to cut a long story short we separated after some more visits, i needed my freedom that time. ---
now you want to know what happened to the fish lakes?
they are still there! but - of course – it was too much work for pim, her mother, her father, her sisters, her brothers, her aunts, her uncles, her grandmothers, her grandfathers and all the others … pim sold them and went back – to work (!).
now i asked you, my friends: which one of you guys has already bought some fish lakes in his life :d:d:d ? i have!
giotto (completely outed)
Ok ok you took the biscuit on this one so we can now deduce you were working with SAP or sap as there is no other logical explanation for this story.
What is needed next is how to take the Giotto of yester year to the current version - what happened in between ?
You go to the airport you see all these books purportedly on Bangkok and Thai Bar girls and redemption and here in our own midst is the Ernest Hemingway of the Night.
From a rolling around the aisles Singlish speaker - now how did that happen - alas it was not in Thailand so shall have to wait for another day !!
Thank you, Giotto for that lovely story !
And now, I understand for the first time where the expression "smells like fish" comes from !!!
Cheers.
A wise old man once said to me: "Son, there's only two things in life that smell like fish, and one of them's fish."
Great story Giotto! I'll tell you mine one day. But it aint for postin' while I live in Dubai. ;)
[QUOTE=Chalky26]...What is needed next is how to take the Giotto of yester year to the current version - what happened in between ?
[/QUOTE]Chalky26,
I can tell you - it was a long way of suffering and enjoyment from that newbie in Singapore to Giotto in Bangkok.
I can tell some more stories...to completely make a fool out of myself...
Outing is in! :D:D:D
Giotto
[QUOTE=Giotto]I After a while she came up with an idea – fish lakes.
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Giotto (completely outed)[/QUOTE]Dear Herr Doktor G,
Did that story not sound "fishy" from the start?
:D :D :D :D
I could not resist.
Ozzy Indo
Reminds me of the years back when my ex father in law was alive. He was a consummate con artist. A bigger lair never lived. He set up a big con once to enact a large catfish farm operation in Texas. He planned to dredge a long set of irrigation ditches and fill them with fingerling catfish and he was going to get the feed free from the local pig farmers. He was going to feed the fish PIG SHIT instead of clean commercial fish feed.
Now, damn catfish stink bad enough with out that crap. Once he dropped the pig shit idea on the investors, they all pulled out. Not before he was able to skim enough cash to buy a new Caddy and go hide for awhile.
OK, enough fish now for the beginning...:) .
I want to read somebody else' story now. Any volunteers :D:D:D ?
Giotto
How do you do it??!! Coming up with all these stories and tales and jokes and .... and all serving to publicize your lodge. Gotta take my hat off to you!!
OK - on your ...
OK, enough fish now for the beginning... .
I want to read somebody else' story now. Any volunteers ?.....
What are you offering?? Howzabout some kind of prize - or better still .... an array of prizes.... a couple nights at the lodge.... companionship.... drinks.... a party... Heck, it would drive more "traffic" onto your forum.... good idea?? Enough to get a little itty-bitty prize?
""Ask not what my ISG can do for me, ask what can I do for my ISG""
SE Asia Joe
[QUOTE=SE Asia Joe]... Gotta take my hat off to you!!
...
What are you offering??
...
""Ask not what my ISG can do for me, ask what can I do for my ISG""
[/QUOTE]SE Asia Joe,
Thanks. LOL. Thailand is full of stories.
I think I am contributing a lot to the ISG - not enough :) ???
What's about you, JFK, don't ask what the ISG or Livingstone's Lodge can do for you, ask what you can do for the ISG and Livingstone's Lodge! :D:D:D
Giotto
[QUOTE=Giotto]Now I asked you, my friends: Which one of you guys has already bought some fish lakes in his life :D:D:D ? I have!
Giotto (completely outed)[/QUOTE]
In the spirit of the moment, I shall confess that while I never bought some fish lakes, I did buy some boobs among other things.
This will be the story of my second major Thai gf. I rank them by major and minor. There have only been 3 majors and many, many minors. For sake of simplicity we will refer to her as K2. Major Thai gf #1 was also a K name so she would be K1.
Anyway I met K2 sitting in Spasso's one night, actually early evening. She had been out shopping and stopped off there with her friend for a drink. I actually had a date with another Thai girl that night but she was late. So I started talking to K2 and realized right away that K2 was the real thing and the late date should be consigned to history.
So before the night was too old K2 and I were up the room and she never left again for the next 8 days I was there. Funny how you remember little things like the first time with her was 8 days. At the time I was doing a big project in Bangkok and was back and forth for a week or two every month or so.
Now K2 was not a "working" girl by the strictest definition. She did work the bars but would never, ever ask for money. As she said she only went with men she liked and would never demand money in return for her favors. If the gentleman decided to be generous with taxi fare, that would be so nice.
She really believed this kept her one step up from being a true working girl. I know some will say this is ridiculous but I have run across a few Thai girls who think the same way. Call it fooling yourself.
She had been hooked up in a sponsor type relationship with several guys before me. Her german boyfriend had taken her to live for periods of time in Germany. Her French boyfriend had actually taken her with him to Colombia in South America for a few months. And the American boyfriend had just lived with her in Bangkok.
Anyway, she was exotic as hey come. A bit older than the normal Thai girl you find. She was 30 when I met her. She had the obligatory child that Mama and Papa who lived in Bangkok watched for her. But she had one of the tightest and nicest bodies I have ever found anywhere. Her looks were very different and not at all Thai. In the US I would have thought she was a Puerto Rican or something like that.
She could speak good English, good German, and passable French. This girl could work them all. The funny thing is because she did not look Thais, most thais assumed she was a some sort of mongrel American when she was with me. It was funny to watch how other Thais would never try to speak Thai to her.
Sex with her is still the best I ever had. We made love 3 or 4 times a day without fail. This girl was absolutely the best, most passionate and all mine. There was nothing she would not do for me, except maybe the threesome thing. I hinted at that but she wasn't going for it.
We were together nonstop for 6 months and she never asked me for any money. And then one day she tells me her money is running out and was I going to take care of her. Now I had never sponsored a girl before this. K1 who shall be another story never took money from me for 9 months. I guess I was spoiled.
Well, I could not turn her down or let her go. And yes, she said , if I did not take care of her, she would have to go find someone who could. And thus began my slow slide down the slope of a manipulating Thai girl.
It was very good at first. She lived at home with Mama and Papa and sisters. I got to know the family and was part of her and her son's life. It was great.
But over time the demands began. She wanted to move out of home and get her own apartment. Silly me agreed, and then we were buying furniture, washing machine, TV, etc.
I trusted this girl implicitly. K1 had taught me all of the tricks of knowing when the TGF was with another guy. But K2 was always there. I could call her at her parents house just about anytime day or night when I was not there and she would be there waiting for me. I really trusted her, silly me.
So it went on for almost 3 years. Her one bad habit was drinking and getting insanely jealous. All I had to do was just look at another girl and she flew into a rage. Sometimes that was kind of flattering, but other times it just pissed me off.
Somewhere in there she decided she needed to increase her boobs. I fought the idea for maybe six months. But we all know Thai girls know how to get their way in the end. So finally I broke down and gave her the money to get them done.
And damn they were nice. I had to admit it made a difference. Little did I know how big a difference.
We were having some fights on and off but things were still hot between us. I thought we would get over the little stuff and I would move to Thailand and she would be the one.
And then I show up at the airport on one trip and she isn't there. She always met me at the airport. But nope I called and called and looked and looked. She wasn't there.
For three days, no call, no show. Mama and Papa don't know where she was either. Her friends didn't know. I didn't know. Finally some story about being in Pattaya with girlfriends and having a motor bike accident.
Me, I am skeptical but worried. But I can't stay in Bangkok and have to go. So I call and call to find out how she is doing.
Finally I get through and before I know, some bastard English guy is on the phone telling me if I ever try to contact her again, he will hunt me down and kill me. Seriously those were his exact words with lots of obscenities thrown in.
Now, being an ex-US Army Ranger, that kind of shit makes no impression on me. But my primary concern is her. If she wants to be with that bastard so be it. But I was worried about her.
Later I find out that this guy beat her and Mama has to go and get her. I get K1, with whom I am still good friends, call K2 to find out if she is ok or not. The bastard gets on the phone with K1 and threatens her too. Damn this guy is a real bastard. Again I also get a threatening phone call from the bastard.
So I gave up and called it a loss. Two very nice boobs gone to some bastard. It has been almost 3 years and I wonder how my boob job is holding up. It may not have been a fish pond, but in the end it was just as messy and smelly.
After all of that I swore I would never sponsor again, but then Thai GF #3 came along and that is another story for another day.
[QUOTE=Thor93]...So I gave up and called it a loss. Two very nice boobs gone to some bastard. It has been almost 3 years and I wonder how my boob job is holding up. It may not have been a fish pond, but in the end it was just as messy and smelly.[/QUOTE]Thor93,
Thanks, great story. I know this situations with jealous guys out of control - one day I might write about a story which is so unbelievable ... but I am not ready for that yet.
What can we learn:
Boobs - that's a mistake. You can ask a Thai woman to give fish lakes back (and you won't get it back, of course not), but you can never ask a Thai woman to give her boobs back to you :)!
Giotto
This is an unreal thread. Thanks for starting and sharing.
I haven't supported a "Bar girl", but have had dealings with a regular TG. There seems to be not much difference in thinking though. I don't have anything as interesting as boob jobs or fish lakes (yet).
I met T. A few years ago, actually first through the net and later in real on my first trip to Thailand. She was originally from Issan, but working in a government job making peanuts in Udon Thani.
Every time I would go to Thailand, she would pick me up, put me up in her rat-hole, and provide all manner of services, take me around etc. Etc.
After helping her out with a few small items, I motivated her to get a better paid sales job in BKK. , she eventually got over the "free government medical" gimmick, and then did apply and was successful in getting a much better paid sales rep. Job in BKK. The only problem was that she needed a car.
Yes, she then had no probs. In asking I help her out with the car as well. Which I did in part, hoping it was going to her betterment somehow. She did buy the car, though the promise of ever repaying the money is just fantasy. It's not a big deal for me though.
A recent request was if I could help her out with doing an MBA, which I said I would IF she could also get help from some of her close friends who were well off (one is a dentist who married an aussie, another owns a shop etc.)-- and who she was always putting on a pedestal and inflating, . As I expected, NONE of her "close, rich and well off" friends would even lend her a dollar, and so it was either all up to me or nothing. This time however, I wouldn't be in on it, so had to refuse. She was OK about it however, and is still very welcoming if I let her know I'm coming over.
[QUOTE=Giotto]Thor93,
Boobs - that's a mistake. You can ask a Thai woman to give fish lakes back (and you won't get it back, of course not), but you can never ask a Thai woman to give her boobs back to you :)!
Giotto[/QUOTE]
Yes, and the boobs were such a personal, intimate gift and that bastard is kissing them, sucking them, touching them, and more. To this day it drives me crazy. I am often tempted to really try to find her again. I could call her family, but something keeps me from reopening that old wound.
What I still don't understand is why that bastard was so nasty. I was no threat to him. And when my K1 called for me just to find out if K2 was ok, he got extremely nasty with her. I just don't understand guys like that or why women stay with guys that treat them so badly.
Of course now, the really neat trick in this story was to get the ex-first gf to check up on the second one.
I will eventually have to write the story about K1. She was the ultimate one that got away. I am sure we all one or two of those stories tucked away in our past.