Introductions and story #1
Apologies about this long post, I am a long time lurker of this site, just wanting to share some of my experiences from my month in Saigon. When I have more time, I will write the rest and they should be a lot shorter. This was my second trip to Saigon (the other being last year) , but I was accompanied by my wife and obviously very little opportunity to play. This time I had a whole month without her. I am Viet Kieu. 30 years old, with a passable level of spoken language, but no level of reading / writing. I made this trip with my little brother and a friend (also Viet Kieu,) but they know very little of the language due to being born in the states. Anyway, onto one of my experiences.
I was sitting in Highlands Coffee in the basement of Vincom with my friend when we started talking about what the wifi password was. A white guy explained to us what it is in English and we struck up a conversation. He explained how he had been living here for 15 years and he showed me his Viet (way better than mine. With a northern accent as well. Hilarious.) We asked him where we could go for a good time, not being too knowledgeable. He told us that Bui Vien would be a good place to start. He told me that it was Vietnam's closest thing to Thailand. I had been to Thailand three times before that due to being in the Navy, so I really doubted it based on Vietnamese cultural differences but I wanted to see for myself. He also gave me the name and address of a bar that he hangs out at very often. He told me once we were tired of Bui Vien and wanted something classier we should check that place out (ill report on that one later.)
That night we set out for Bui Vien. The taxi driver dropped us off at crazy buffalo and we walked from there. I could kinda see what our helpful friend meant about it resembling Thailand. Very mixed crowd, actually noticed more Caucasian backpackers than Viets, cheap beers, and ladyboys. Kinda amusing to me. We went inside the first bar we saw with girls. Immediately one girl screamed "dep trai", ran straight to my little brother, grabbed his arm and wouldn't let go (to be 21 and in shape again.) We ordered drinks and asked the only male there what the deal was. Apparently we looked like suckers, so he quoted us something ridiculous. It was about a month ago so I'm foggy on the exact number he gave but it was close to 1.5M for a fuck. I laughed at him, we drank and paid for our beers and I didn't even want to bargain with him after such a terrible opening offer. It helped that the girls working there werent very attractive either, though they did seem young.
We shuffled down the rest of the road, where my brother, being young and inexperienced, was mesmerized by some titties. I had to explain to him with brotherly love to check out more than the chest. Because he was being enthralled by a ladyboy. One of the many lessons he learned on this trip. We hit up another bar that had a pool table. There were girls, but no one that impressed me. He apparently thought one of the girls was cute and spent time talking to her. My friend and I just played pool and drank beer for a couple hours. When we got bored with pool, my friend said he didn't need to bang that night and wanted to head home. I told him to please take my brother back too because I'm definitely not going home alone. (My bro did manage to get his girls number, but did not meet up with her until a later time.) So, I set off on my own but lucked out shortly after.
Instead of finding a girl at a bar to take home, I was approached by a tout? (do we call women touts too?) She told me she could call out a bunch of girls if I just came with her. She wanted to lead me into a little alley off Bui Vien, but I was skeptical. I asked her how long of a walk and she assured me very close. It was less than a minute walk. She told me to sit down in front of a motel and girls would come. Somehow the topic of where I am from came up. She told me that if I agreed on a girl, I had to make sure they know I was Viet Kieu because they would not go with a Viet customer. I asked her to explain this, but she would not. Simply that these girls would only go with foreigners. I didn't really stress it because it seemed silly to me. She made some phone calls and true to her word. 2 came out after a few minutes. I told them I wasn't interested. She told me no problem and got on the phone for more. I felt awkward sitting there checking out girls in front of the motel because the motel's guests were coming back from their own adventures, so she moved me away a bit that led to a big street. Unfortunately I am not sure about the name of that street. Girls came on motorbikes and I still wasn't interested in any of them, waving them away before they even got off the bike. Another tout joined the mix somehow and was getting his girls to come also.
Finally they called one that interested me. My wife is 85 pounds and this girl made her look fat. I would guess she was 80 (Sorry, I like them petite.) Very cute and young face and ultratight body with surprisingly nice titties (not flat.) I guess I couldn't control the enthusiasm on my face, because when I tried to bargain, they immediately shot me down. At this time it was around 1230-1AM and the price was 2M for all night until 7-8AM. I agreed with the price. Somehow things got weird when we were waiting for a cab to go back to my hotel. They were talking amongst themselves and I wasn't paying attention because I was so happy I got someone I found attractive. When we climbed into the cab, they were demanding that I pay the money first before I left with the girl. That upset me a bit. I flashed my wad of cash and said look, I have the money. You can see it but theres no way in hell I am paying beforehand. I guess seeing the money assured them and they made me agree to give my girl the money when we get to the hotel.
On the ride, we made introductions. She told me her name was Quyen and that she was 20. But she assured me she has papers (which my hotel would need.) She also explained to me that these girls do not go with Viet customers because after they bang, those guys sometimes just would flat out refuse to pay and kick them out. I asked her if she was hungry, but she politely refused. On the ride home we passed a bridge where I saw girls standing around who were obviously working. I asked her about them because a few actually looked very good, but she told me that they were dangerous due to being on drugs and would likely be robs. To this day I will never know how true that is because I never picked one of them up. I was told by others that those girls were "lucky / unlucky" (the Vietnamese way of saying 50/50.)
For some reason my hotel actually didn't ask for any paperwork at all even though earlier in the day they told me they would. I picked my key up at the desk and just made my way up to my room. We fooled around, hugged, kissed. I told her to go wash her face, brush her teeth, shower and get comfortable. For some reason she hesitated. She literally told me she had to call her boss / pimp to ask permission to wash her makeup off. It seemed utterly ridiculous to me, but I heard the phone conversation. After getting permission, she proceeded to clean up. We actually showered together and had a fun time. We spent a good 45 banging before my out of shape body gave up on me. We talked for awhile and she gave me some of her life story and I gave her some of mine. We fooled around a little more after that then passed out. She got a call in the morning from her "boss" telling her to go home. She asked my permission as well and, of course, I agreed. We exchanged numbers and I told her I would call her, which I definitely did, but are other stories. Not a bad first encounter with Vietnam's naughty side.
