Close encounter of the unexpected kind
When I had just arrived last week here in Bangkok I was quite exhausted from the long trip and after a meal I decided to go to bed. Usually I go out in the streets to find a SW for a first quick shag before I hit the bed but this time I was not in the mood. And it was already 11 PM anyway.
Around 3 AM, I was still awake because I could not fall asleep, somebody was knocking on my hotel door. I'm not an easily intimidated guy (and not the world's greatest hero either, LOL) but people knocking on my door in the middle of the night? That gives me the creeps man.
At first I ignored it but after 20 seconds or so the knocking was repeated and I heard what sounded like a girl's voice say something. So I got up and I looked through the spyhole (is that the correct word?) in the door. It was indeed a girl as far as I could tell, the spyhole gave a slightly distorted view.
I said something like 'what do you want?' but she didn't answer so I opened the door carefully. There was not a guy (or guys) hiding next to the door so that was a relief. The girl was cute. Not very cute but cute enough. She looked normal and she wasn't drunk or under the influence of some other substance. With 'puppy eyes' she looked straight into mine as if she was in love. She said something to me that sounded like a name but I couldn't tell what it was. It was not English or any other language I know and it didn't sound Thai either. She repeated the word a couple of times, still looking me in the eyes lovingly, and then moved a bit forward. This girl was thinking I was somebody else and wanted to come in! I stopped her and said 'who are you?' and 'I don't think I know you' (I was pretty sure I didn't know her). However she didn't seem to understand English. When she tried to enter the room again I slammed the door in her face. Now I know that was not a very nice thing to do but I was not in a good mode at all because I was damn tired and still I couldn't sleep.
I looked through the spyhole again to see what she was doing. She looked really hurt and confused and to be honest I felt a bit sorry for her. She was lingering for a while and then she knocked on the door again and repeated that name or whatever it was she was saying. I didn't open the door again. What's the use if you can't communicate? Then she left and I never saw her again.
Now I wonder what I would have done if I had been in a good mode and not so tired. I would probably have invited her in and maybe we would have ended up in bed doing naughty things. Damn, that might have been the most memorable encounter in my whole life!