Filipinas - Opinions and Advice

[QUOTE=Spam Hog]Have to agree with Cebu Local et al who state that chinese are the best when it comes to business, I kinda have to say this as my filipina is 3/4 chinese but they have a head for business like nothing else, Yes they are Koriput in many ways, however, they know how to get the best bargain and they will. As far as doing business with the Chinese, I'd take them any day over a Filipino, no offense to the pinoy, but if you do business with a Chinese expect a HARD bargain ...BUT he/she will keep the bargain once made as a matter of face. Have her run the business, you'll be in the money in no time, just be prepared to put uop with a lot of superstitious nonsense like feng shui and making sure your entrance faces east or whatever.[/QUOTE]

Aking asawa Pinoy does very very well bargaining with Chinese in Quiapo and Divisoria. She was good before we met, having learned a lot during her years spent working in China, and she's picked up a bit from me since. Then again, she's not the "average Pinay" and she has absolutely no Chinese blood in her,. If I wasn't aware of such rare exceptions I'd tend to agree with your and Cebu's comments, but there *are* exceptions.

[QUOTE=CanContrib]Aking asawa Pinoy does very very well bargaining with Chinese in Quiapo and Divisoria. She was good before we met, having learned a lot during her years spent working in China, and she's picked up a bit from me since. Then again, she's not the "average Pinay" and she has absolutely no Chinese blood in her,. If I wasn't aware of such rare exceptions I'd tend to agree with your and Cebu's comments, but there *are* exceptions.[/QUOTE]


Your Asawa is probably a sharp as a tack when it comes to getting bargain's kind of lady. I noticed that most Filipina are VERY good at stretching a peso, they have to learn how to bargain given their limited income, its something I think they learn very early. Give a filipina P100 and send her to the market and she'll come back with enough food or whatever to feed a family for two days. Send an Idiot like myself there and I come back with a couple of pieces of rotten fruit.

However, my comments were more intended for the BIG business end of things like negotiating contracts etc between companies. Chinese are the movers and shakers, they also control the money, into money lending etc and the "underground" banking/loan system that permeates this society. Beleive me without it very little would get done big business wise.


Spamhog

I wrote earlier (in KL 2006 thread) about going to Beach Club to find young love on Tuesday, from the perspective of logistics. The Filipina I met is the subject of this article.

Steve is 50+, white, chubby, balding, neither ugly nor God's gift to women. With a lifetime of loving women, he cannot stop this habit with some of the ladies he hires.

I was looking around Beach Club in KL (where there are a lot of Filipinas and occasionally others) as I redeemed my drink ticket for a beer. A loud-ish band and an abundance of ladies ranging 4-7. Few customers in sight.

From behind me I heard a shy "hello!" and turned to be greeted with a hesitant smile. With my beer in hand, we began chatting. She is a 25yo slim Filipina, smallish but nice breasts, body that appeals to me, petite, face that looks nice when she smiles, a 6 overall. Not very Chinese-looking compared to many Filipinas, plenty of Spanish looks, and a good dash of the Malay/Indo or perhaps Indian stock (guessing). But there's something about Maria (not really her name). Not beautiful, but she appeals to me; it is personality and chemistry. She wants a beer and I oblige. Too loud, we go out to the courtyard to get to know each other a bit verbally.

She seems to like me. At some point she blurts out that I am her first... she can't think of the word or doesn't want to say it. Her first paying customer. If I believe her story, she literally arrived yesterday, and started at the bar tonight, and I'm the first one to talk to her. She said she never did this work in Manila... and only one boyfriend in her life.

And I really like her. I am looking at her a lot and smiling, and she asks why, she is not used to this attention.

They all have a story, of course. I'm jaded enough to know that, but naive enough to believe that the story is often true. She came to KL, being promised a job as a sales girl in a shop. She wants to help support her struggling family, and she just broke things off with her BF of five years, but does not want to talk about him. I learn later that he was 44, married, and he did something that trampled their relationship. He was her one and only lover.

Now she's more than ready to start a new life, and this opportunity arises. She jumps, without really studying the terms or understanding the implications. They pay for her airfare, initial lodging, pocket cash, SIMM, probably other basic requirements, in exchange for RM7000 to be repaid. On arrival, it turns out instead that she needs to work as bar girl for a little while, and then they will help her find the shop job. Right.

Things are working out, I pop the question and negotiation begins. Amazingly, she has no idea how much she costs, but fortunately her Overseer, an 30-ish Filipina, conveniently appears at just the moment that money needs to be discussed. 200RM for one hour, 500RM for one night, firm. My usual counter is to offer less (like RM150), and offer a suitable tip (like the rest) if she pleases me with the service. But since I'm negotiating with Overseer, not my lady, it's hard, and I decide to spring for the one hour, and work out a longer stay with my lady somehow if the first hour works.

During this conversation I learn that these ladies typically have a 30-day visa, and at the end they spend 8 hours each way on the bus to the Thai border. Overseer just got back from such a trip herself. No doubt Overseer has been through a similar story herself, some months ago, and now finds herself working for The Man or whoever is behind this scheme.

In the taxi, I catch a shudder. What's up? Nervous, she says. Scared, I see. Almost ready to cry. Good Catholic girl, sacrificing her values in a way that she is not comfortable with but feels stuck with no way out. I'm feeling compassionate, because this is very real, or else she's a fine actress. I tell her I'm a nice guy and will treat her well, but if she has changed her mind I will pay her taxi back to the club. No, she is comfortable with me, if not the situation, so we go to my room.

It hits me how clueless she is. She does not know the value of 1RM in terms of PHP, and she does not know her price on the open market. I explain the latter to her; how odd to be explaining the system to a WG, instead of the other way around. I open a currency exchange calculator on the Web to teach her about the value of money. So how much is RM 7000 then, she asks, and her eyes well up when she sees it is over 100k PHP; finally she gets it. Perhaps she had assumed that RM and PHP were nearly equal. I tell her she will have to see many men to pay off her debt, and tell her I'm sorry, but I think she's been taken advantage of by dishonest people. She realizes it will be a long time before there is money to send home.

Meanwhile Steve is still seriously horny, while dealing with his own feelings about this emotional display and her situation. I have been supportive, and held her when she was upset, and now she's ready to move on.

Somehow the subject of condoms comes up. She not only doesn't have any (I do), but has never used one or seeon one before, and she was going to f*ck me without one, the only way she has ever done it. I'm shocked. I'm not about to do it without one, for my sake as well as hers, and I teach her how to put one on me. Doesn't she care about pregnancy, disease, AIDS? The rhythm method answers the first, and her boyfriend convincing her that he is too old to make her pregnant. That's rich! The other two are similarly buried in ignorance or denial. I explain the risks, and urge her to get equipped and protect herself. I know, some of you, dear readers, are rolling your eyes or cursing me.

Is it possible that Steve has found a lady who is even more Naive than he himself? It sure looks that way, but Steve knows he is Naive, so he still has doubts. The feelings are all so real, though, that's what really hit me about this.

So it's to the showers. You first, she says, but then agrees to bathe together (which I enjoy a lot, and of course it is easier to avoid theft).

Some kissing and cuddling before the shower, sincere - I love it. As she removes her underwear, "Oh no," she says, "cannot make love!" It seems she has her period, asks what is the date? Two days early, I guess she expects her body to run like a German train schedule. I can't believe this new turn of events. Now what? Could she really not know? I have never had a WG have her period, so somehow they seem to know when not to work.

We towel off, I'm wondering where this goes next. Can you use mouth/hands? Yes. So to the bed. She is willing but not very skilled. Less practiced with "manual stick" than "automatic transmission," and the vehicle lurches a bit. Driver's Ed is called for.

It is only her first day of the period, and I don't find blood on my fingers, so I ask if we can do it anyway. She agrees. Enthusiastic partner, eager to please, frisky and frenzied. Totally GFE in all the good and the bad ways, I think, a bit more than I might have hoped for. A few streaks on the cautionary towel prove she was not lying about having the period, but of course she could have known all along.

Now I'm satisified, and it's been two hours since she arrived. I offer her the alternative of staying with me rather than going to her boarding house, which she hopes to find using an address on a tiny scrap of damp paper. She wants to stay until 3AM, because Overseer has SMSed her and wants her home by then, but she wants to be cuddled for awhile. I put her payment in her purse, making sure she sees the four bills, she nods and smiles a little ruefully.

I'm wondering: what happens at 3AM? All of this is so unbelievable, and I have not ruled out a con. Will there be a muscle man waiting to abduct me as I let her out the door? Did she notice the room number, I try to recall? I think of various solutions to my dilemma, but we both cruise off to sleep. She is really sweet to hold, and holds me like a true love; she sure knows how to cuddle. Steve thinks sometimes he is looking for love in all the wrong places, but his needs are for more than for what's between his legs, which has always been a problem for him in this game, but then some effective solutions have been found, too.

What happens at 3AM is this: nothing, as we're both still asleep. She stirs at about 3:30AM, says she must go. As she's getting ready to go, I check and confirm that my money, wallet, passport, computer, etc are all untouched. I offer her a tip for taxi, condoms, etc and she looks at me with surprise: but you already paid me! She's wising up, though, and hides the tip in her bra so that Overseer does not find it. She finally understands that they are not going to look after her best interests, so she'll have to start doing that for herself.

I examine the hallway, nothing. She wants me to escort her out to the taxi, no problem, I dress. She asks me to call before I leave town, I agree. And after a farewell like new lovers, the taxi takes her away. Sigh.

All in all she pulled on my heartstrings more effectively than she pulled on the other parts. I know that is a dangerous thing in this game. I still marvel that she could be so naive herself, challenging my own supremecy at naivete. Some of you are still rolling your eyes or rolling on the floor in hysterics (but think about the enymology of "hysterics"), and that's fine.

Some day maybe Steve Naive will be more jaded and will change his name, but not today. Steve feels touched by this naive spirit.

Do you believe her story? Is it yet another set of lies? If so, it was the con without a sting, as she never asked for or took more than we agreed on. It sure seemed real to me. Then again, Filipinas are clever, and I have been chumped before. Your opinions are solicited - PM and I will summarize, or reply here, as you choose.

[QUOTE=Steve Naive]I wrote earlier (in KL 2006 thread) about going to Beach Club to find young love on Tuesday, from the perspective of logistics. The Filipina I met is the subject of this article.

Steve is 53, white, chubby, balding, neither ugly nor God's gift to women. With a lifetime of loving women, he cannot stop this habit with some of the ladies he hires.

I was looking around Beach Club in KL (where there are a lot of Filipinas and occasionally others) as I redeemed my drink ticket for a beer. A loud-ish band and an abundance of ladies ranging 4-7. Few customers in sight.

From behind me I heard a shy "hello!" and turned to be greeted with a hesitant smile. With my beer in hand, we began chatting. She is a 25yo slim Filipina, smallish but nice breasts, body that appeals to me, petite, face that looks nice when she smiles, a 6 overall. Not very Chinese-looking compared to many Filipinas, plenty of Spanish looks, and a good dash of the Malay/Indo or perhaps Indian stock (guessing). But there's something about Maria (not really her name). Not beautiful, but she appeals to me; it is personality and chemistry. She wants a beer and I oblige. Too loud, we go out to the courtyard to get to know each other a bit verbally.

She seems to like me. At some point she blurts out that I am her first... she can't think of the word or doesn't want to say it. Her first paying customer. If I believe her story, she literally arrived yesterday, and started at the bar tonight, and I'm the first one to talk to her. She said she never did this work in Manila... and only one boyfriend in her life.

And I really like her. I am looking at her a lot and smiling, and she asks why, she is not used to this attention.

They all have a story, of course. I'm jaded enough to know that, but naive enough to believe that the story is often true. She came to KL, being promised a job as a sales girl in a shop. She wants to help support her struggling family, and she just broke things off with her BF of five years, but does not want to talk about him. I learn later that he was 44, married, and he did something that trampled their relationship. He was her one and only lover.

Now she's more than ready to start a new life, and this opportunity arises. She jumps, without really studying the terms or understanding the implications. They pay for her airfare, initial lodging, pocket cash, SIMM, probably other basic requirements, in exchange for RM7000 to be repaid. On arrival, it turns out instead that she needs to work as bar girl for a little while, and then they will help her find the shop job. Right.

Things are working out, I pop the question and negotiation begins. Amazingly, she has no idea how much she costs, but fortunately her Overseer, an 30-ish Filipina, conveniently appears at just the moment that money needs to be discussed. 200RM for one hour, 500RM for one night, firm. My usual counter is to offer less (like RM150), and offer a suitable tip (like the rest) if she pleases me with the service. But since I'm negotiating with Overseer, not my lady, it's hard, and I decide to spring for the one hour, and work out a longer stay with my lady somehow if the first hour works.

During this conversation I learn that these ladies typically have a 30-day visa, and at the end they spend 8 hours each way on the bus to the Thai border. Overseer just got back from such a trip herself. No doubt Overseer has been through a similar story herself, some months ago, and now finds herself working for The Man or whoever is behind this scheme.

In the taxi, I catch a shudder. What's up? Nervous, she says. Scared, I see. Almost ready to cry. Good Catholic girl, sacrificing her values in a way that she is not comfortable with but feels stuck with no way out. I'm feeling compassionate, because this is very real, or else she's a fine actress. I tell her I'm a nice guy and will treat her well, but if she has changed her mind I will pay her taxi back to the club. No, she is comfortable with me, if not the situation, so we go to my room.

It hits me how clueless she is. She does not know the value of 1RM in terms of PHP, and she does not know her price on the open market. I explain the latter to her; how odd to be explaining the system to a WG, instead of the other way around. I open a currency exchange calculator on the Web to teach her about the value of money. So how much is RM 7000 then, she asks, and her eyes well up when she sees it is over 100k PHP; finally she gets it. Perhaps she had assumed that RM and PHP were nearly equal. I tell her she will have to see many men to pay off her debt, and tell her I'm sorry, but I think she's been taken advantage of by dishonest people. She realizes it will be a long time before there is money to send home.

Meanwhile Steve is still seriously horny, while dealing with his own feelings about this emotional display and her situation. I have been supportive, and held her when she was upset, and now she's ready to move on.

Somehow the subject of condoms comes up. She not only doesn't have any (I do), but has never used one or seeon one before, and she was going to f*ck me without one, the only way she has ever done it. I'm shocked. I'm not about to do it without one, for my sake as well as hers, and I teach her how to put one on me. Doesn't she care about pregnancy, disease, AIDS? The rhythm method answers the first, and her boyfriend convincing her that he is too old to make her pregnant. That's rich! The other two are similarly buried in ignorance or denial. I explain the risks, and urge her to get equipped and protect herself. I know, some of you, dear readers, are rolling your eyes or cursing me.

Is it possible that Steve has found a lady who is even more Naive than he himself? It sure looks that way, but Steve knows he is Naive, so he still has doubts. The feelings are all so real, though, that's what really hit me about this.

So it's to the showers. You first, she says, but then agrees to bathe together (which I enjoy a lot, and of course it is easier to avoid theft).

Some kissing and cuddling before the shower, sincere - I love it. As she removes her underwear, "Oh no," she says, "cannot make love!" It seems she has her period, asks what is the date? Two days early, I guess she expects her body to run like a German train schedule. I can't believe this new turn of events. Now what? Could she really not know? I have never had a WG have her period, so somehow they seem to know when not to work.

We towel off, I'm wondering where this goes next. Can you use mouth/hands? Yes. So to the bed. She is willing but not very skilled. Less practiced with "manual stick" than "automatic transmission," and the vehicle lurches a bit. Driver's Ed is called for.

It is only her first day of the period, and I don't find blood on my fingers, so I ask if we can do it anyway. She agrees. Enthusiastic partner, eager to please, frisky and frenzied. Totally GFE in all the good and the bad ways, I think, a bit more than I might have hoped for. A few streaks on the cautionary towel prove she was not lying about having the period, but of course she could have known all along.

Now I'm satisified, and it's been two hours since she arrived. I offer her the alternative of staying with me rather than going to her boarding house, which she hopes to find using an address on a tiny scrap of damp paper. She wants to stay until 3AM, because Overseer has SMSed her and wants her home by then, but she wants to be cuddled for awhile. I put her payment in her purse, making sure she sees the four bills, she nods and smiles a little ruefully.

I'm wondering: what happens at 3AM? All of this is so unbelievable, and I have not ruled out a con. Will there be a muscle man waiting to abduct me as I let her out the door? Did she notice the room number, I try to recall? I think of various solutions to my dilemma, but we both cruise off to sleep. She is really sweet to hold, and holds me like a true love; she sure knows how to cuddle. Steve thinks sometimes he is looking for love in all the wrong places, but his needs are for more than for what's between his legs, which has always been a problem for him in this game, but then some effective solutions have been found, too.

What happens at 3AM is this: nothing, as we're both still asleep. She stirs at about 3:30AM, says she must go. As she's getting ready to go, I check and confirm that my money, wallet, passport, computer, etc are all untouched. I offer her a tip for taxi, condoms, etc and she looks at me with surprise: but you already paid me! She's wising up, though, and hides the tip in her bra so that Overseer does not find it. She finally understands that they are not going to look after her best interests, so she'll have to start doing that for herself.

I examine the hallway, nothing. She wants me to escort her out to the taxi, no problem, I dress. She asks me to call before I leave town, I agree. And after a farewell like new lovers, the taxi takes her away. Sigh.

All in all she pulled on my heartstrings more effectively than she pulled on the other parts. I know that is a dangerous thing in this game. I still marvel that she could be so naive herself, challenging my own supremecy at naivete. Some of you are still rolling your eyes or rolling on the floor in hysterics (but think about the enymology of "hysterics"), and that's fine.

Some day maybe Steve Naive will be more jaded and will change his name, but not today. Steve feels touched by this naive spirit.

Do you believe her story? Is it yet another set of lies? If so, it was the con without a sting, as she never asked for or took more than we agreed on. It sure seemed real to me. Then again, Filipinas are clever, and I have been chumped before. Your opinions are solicited - PM and I will summarize, or reply here, as you choose.[/QUOTE]This is a good story and "yes" is the answer. good honest girls from all over get the bula bula.They get told about all kinds of jobs and beg,borrow the money to get to the place and the job is working in the bar for a barfine.It's a shame they fall for this trick for money to send home.Not like the "crack" and "H" addicts we have here getting the green for a fix...

Nice report, B.B...

There are a lot of reports in the Philippine Media about Philippine girls being conned into going to Malaysia as Shopping center Sales girls,waitresses etc,But again there are those going voluntarily.I have been to the Beach Club and as a Filipino speaking individual,I have been able to chat with these girls and would say that a large percentage maybe 40% are conned into going to Malaysia.Just my 2 centavos opinion Btw On last months edition of the Philippine Cosmopolitan,There was an article about a woman who was conned into going to Malaysia,ended up working as a Hooker and met a guy and TRUELLY FELL IN LOVE WITH HIM,They currently are living together in Singapore.

[QUOTE=Cebu Local]There are a lot of reports in the There was an article about a woman who was conned into going to Malaysia,ended up working as a Hooker and met a guy and TRUELLY FELL IN LOVE WITH HIM,They currently are living together in Singapore.[/QUOTE] If I were local to KL, I could easily imagine repeat visits leading to falling in love for real. This was a powerful experience for me, and she is a precious soul, not yet a hardened bargirl. By the way she treated me I sense that it could be mutual... she found a friend in a difficult place.

OTOH I would not want her managing my household finances... at least not until I trained her to understand the value of money.

Steve,

The possibilities could be very true in what you have experience in Beach Club. I am always tempted to go to these places and have some GFe effect before deciding on a long night with someone in a room.

But is way too "comfortable" to be seen in public with a girlie in a club especially if you are a local. Too many familiar faces around.

Me and friend usually go to HC's or Mp's in KL where we experience less GFE which we are not very happy about but some level of service is expected and mostly not having the introductions in public.

We do go to the pubs in thailand, indonesia and have visits the pubs and have all the GFE we want and experience some excitement with a girlie from a pub we pick up.(just like what you did in KL)

Nevertheless I have read your FR KL thread and appreciate your contribution and do PM me when you are here the next time. Probably we can catch up.

[QUOTE=Steve Naive]If I were local to KL, I could easily imagine repeat visits leading to falling in love for real. This was a powerful experience for me, and she is a precious soul, not yet a hardened bargirl. By the way she treated me I sense that it could be mutual... she found a friend in a difficult place.

OTOH I would not want her managing my household finances... at least not until I trained her to understand the value of money.[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=Spam Hog]However, my comments were more intended for the BIG business end of things like negotiating contracts etc between companies. Chinese are the movers and shakers, they also control the money, into money lending etc and the "underground" banking/loan system that permeates this society. Beleive me without it very little would get done big business wise.

Spamhog[/QUOTE]Yeah, in that specific context you're absolutely right. We agree that's *my* job, not hers. As you make me pause to think about it, she and I have actually never discussed it or felt a need to, since that's just the way it is.

Like when we paid out the house amortization. She suggested maybe I could ask for a payout discount, which where I come from you just don't get when paying off a mortgage, but ok, sure, why not ask. The result was a 20-ish% capital saving, which took me all of 10 minutes to get. That's one whopping big chunk of major capital saved, and I'm surely happy she suggested it when I wouldn't have otherwise considered it possible.

(A followup on my long-winded story posted yesterday)

The lady practically begged me to call her before I left KL. She suggested 11AM on Wednesday. I called about eight times over a few hours, starting at that time.

Her phone was either switched off, or she gave me the wrong number. From the message I got, I don't know for sure ("The number you have dialed cannot be reached at the moment. Please try again later.") I also emailed her and sent an SMS to ask her to read email.

Given all else that has happened, this should not surprise me. If I don't hear from her again, I'll miss her. Heck, I miss her already.

Hi Steve,

Slayer here. # 1 on Davao Board. Been wondering where the fuck you have been. Up to your old "tricks" I see. Well you neither need nor want my advice. No way in heaven or hell you would follow it anyway.

The girls cell may just have been off, low battery or out of range. I get these messages all the time. Often have to make several calls just to reach my daughters mother or my son's (read about him Steve?) mother or the other ladies in Davao, Cebu, CDO or Makati.

Heard the story 1000 times in last 18 years travelling to SE Asia. You need to see the sleaze bag fucking filipinos who get these girls into this work. Same dickless cocksuckers (don't even dare PM you fucking losers) who recruit japyukies for japan. Little or no real education, little intelligence but sociopathic, violent and good at inventing bullshit stories for "down on their luck filipinas".

Steve, why the fuck do you leave your passport, wallet, money and who knows what else in your room with a bargirl? Especially when you suspect foul play. BTW, if you DO suspect foul play in the night, DO NOT simply fall asleep. Prepare for the possibility, no matter how remote.

I do hope we meet up some day. It will be a "real Trip". My return to the Phils is shortly and my nephew in US Law Enforcement will accompany me for his frist Trip. Pm me if you can get there in August.

On the side, I cannot believve some guy copied Steve's entire report again here. WHat purpose does this serve? I often wonder why a guy copies several paragraphs of one of my Posts. Steve's Post was a novella.

As always, I enjoy reading of your exploits Steve. Totally different from mine but great all the same. Stay healthy Pal.

Dragon Slayer

[QUOTE=Steve Naive](A followup on my long-winded story posted yesterday)

The lady practically begged me to call her before I left KL. She suggested 11AM on Wednesday. I called about eight times over a few hours, starting at that time.

Her phone was either switched off, or she gave me the wrong number. From the message I got, I don't know for sure ("The number you have dialed cannot be reached at the moment. Please try again later.") I also emailed her and sent an SMS to ask her to read email.

Given all else that has happened, this should not surprise me. If I don't hear from her again, I'll miss her. Heck, I miss her already.[/QUOTE]


Steve:

Just a few points, first let me commend you on a report well written with just the right amount of humor and honesty that is refreshing. I have done some light mongering in KL city but many years ago, didn;t find any Filipinas (Plenty of Thai and Indonesians) but here is my take ont he situation after reading your initial report and the PS re cellphone.

There is a theme song all Filipina's have it goes like this:

1. I have only had sex with one man in my life

2. It has been _______ years since I had sex (Fill int he blank)

3. I learned to do that (THAT is anything other than straight misisonary position intercourse) from looking at porno films with my GF's. (A variation of this is the married GF who taught her how to give a blow job etc.)

4. Hard luck story

5. this is my first night (Week, month) in the bar and you are my first (sometimes second) customer. (A variation of this is the freelancer you meet who says the same thing about her first time doing this).

Okay based on my experience mongering around different places in Asia with Filipina's (Whom I put in a seperate catagory from Thai, Viets, Laotians, Singa chinese, Malays, Indos etc.) 1 through 3 are usually BS. No matter if you hear that from penpals you meet, girls on the internet, "regular" girls, nurses, teachers or A cute littel freelancer you picked up in the mall.

There are so many cultural and even profesisonal reasons why these ladies tell you that, I have met two (2) Filipina for whom that was true.

In the case of #4, it usually is true, that is the sad part, remember MOST of these girls DO NOT WANT TO BE WORKING IN A BAR and humping strange guys for money, triple that for being overseas, away from their families and at the mnercy of some pitiless overseer. If they were not deseperate for money and a great deal of pressure put on them they WOULD NOT BE IN THAT POSITION. (Hold that thought)

Now the BIG problem is 5. All I can tell you is you have to look at it on a case to case basis, here is where you mongering experience comes in. You cna usually tell the ones form whom it is true, they are fumbling, nervous and a bit ignorant about the proceedure.

I would say in her case most of what she told you was true, girls are often given a "cover story" such as a real job and are smuggled into the country to work as hookers, she was no doubt quoting the party line to you in case you were a TEST case sent by mamasan, or worse the local cops who at times employ foreigners for this job (they often do this).

Now the question you got to ask yourself is while she sounds absolutely new to that particular venue, what did she do in the Philippines, how and where was she recruited ads most of these OFW hookers are picked up in local KTV's etc. and know exactly what they are getting into...go back to point #4.

Many of these girls do lie of course but something you should consider...many lie to themselves (Go back to point 4) to come to grip with the facts they are just prosty's which are despised in their society and by family so they have to "save face" and pretend they are not in their own minds.

As far as the phone thing, be patient, phones often dont work, she may have hocked it, changed her number or maybe jyust can afford to reload it with a prepaid card. Keep trying, however, be cautious, have experience witha a variety of girls before you find one you want to concentrate on, no matter how "good" she seems.

good luck

the SPamhog

Now here's a post that I never thought I would make.

Upon returning from my trip to PI a month ago, I met a girl on Filipina Heart. 18yo and a virgin from a place near Butuan in Mindanao. We chat and cam and she looks and seems very nice. I'm going back to PI on Friday and will meet up with her in Butuan on Monday. Thats after I quench my thirst in Manila.

If all goes well, I'm considering marrying her and taking her back to the US. I've done a little research on immigration procedures and the K1, or 'fiancee visa' seems the quicker of the two paths to take.

I do have assets and a good income to protect and she will have to sign a prenup. As yet I haven't sat down with an attorney to work out the details. I'm thinking along the lines of zero to her if either of us files for divorce in the first five years and after that, a lump sum for five to eight years, eight to twelve etc. I want to be fair to the girl as I'm taking the best years of her life, but above all, I must protect what I've accumulated in my 49years. I've never done this before and I'm curious if others have.

Of course, child support is separate from this and cannot be negotiated away by private treaty. I already pay hefty child support but dont mind it as I love my kids and would like to have more.

This girl is very anxious to get married. There has not been any mention of money. She seems sincere. Even if she's not, I'll probably knock her up in the first few months she sets foot in the US, and then she'll be busy. But my feeling is that to be a wife and mother is what she ultimately wants. Just not in the Philippines.

My ex-wife, with whom I am very friendly, says that I will continue to make mongering trips even when I am eventually confined to a wheelchair...........she could be right. I never saw marriage as a barrier to mongering.

Why get married? I've been apart from my ex for a year and I've had a serious look at the females here in the US. I've gone on dates; been set up by friends etc and mind you, these were with mostly latinas. But I'm not interested in the women here. Between equality and the lack of femininity, I'd rather get on a plane.

This topic has been brought up before and I paid it scant interest. There's even a section for marrying foreign women, but I think Filipinas are different, read best, and I'd rather get input from guys who know the PI. I was already married to a South American and am familiar with the ever needy family etc.

I've made enough jokes here and am quite prepared to have a few made about me. The crux of my question is this: if I have covered myself with a prenup, should I be unduly worried about anything else?

Any input welcomed.

Don

Don't do it Don. I'll be in the Philippines on the 21st. We can get together for a drink and maybe I can talk you out of it.

Dashing and daring, a middle aged man says he's going to venture forth to the the Philippine and marry an 18yrOld virgin.

Duh!

X

Xman: Thanks for that reasoned and informative post. Its just what I was looking for. I'm digesting it as we speak.

Mahku: I've always enjoyed your posts and would definitely meet up with you but I arrive on the 8th and depart on the 17th. Your thoughts are most welcome though.

Don