After leaving on Christmas eve, I got an e-mail from Teresa on Jan 4, telling me that she thought she was pregnant. She told me her last period had been Nov. 12—I arrived Dec. 4, so I didn’t think I was responsible, but…I really liked Teresa, and wanted to help her out anyway. I remembered that pain in her belly she had been complaining about….

For your amusement, here are her two e-mails before I called her:

im here on manila, w/my parents, celebrating a chrismas and new year beside of my family, i dont know what to do Hunterman. im not alright yet,my period is still not coming untill now, and im not feeling well at the moment. im scared'.my last period is november 12, one month already this december 12, and so now is january 4, already! i still dont having period yet! and i feel that my belly's getting bigger, im worried Hunterman! i dont want getting pregnant right now,not now! im not ready for this, i dont know what to do? i dont have money, you know that i dont have job, i dont want to wait more weeks for this i want to solve this problem right now.............i dont want to wait more more days! my belly's getting bigger... Hunterman im asking your help.... i need your help right away, my cousin told me i should get abortion,or i should buy some pills for this'
but those is little expensive, i dont have money, im feeling disperate now, please send me a money, a little money for this i need you. i want to solve this problem right away, i can't sleep im always thinking about this and im not feeling well,im so sorry to bothering you about this im ashamed to you to asking a money, if i have job now i never ask you a money, and i will do the firts move to solve this, this is verry easy for me, if i have money''but you know that i dont have. right?and you know that your the last that i having sex, Hunterman ill be wait your responce emadiatly, .......
any way, happy new year and belated chrimas, and i hope that you have succesfull year, i miss you too.. tomorow i have a plan to go back in ac, to my cousin home.. but if you received this message now, responce emadiately, i dont think so if i will check my email later, i dont have money anymore to go on enternet cafe again, call me to this number;#09xx or 09xx,my sim card number is not workin anymore, i should buy another simcard soon, thats why i cannot use my cellphone, those 1st number, is my auntis' cell, and the one is my brother cellphone, ask my real name ''baby jane'' remember, ill wait your call later, and i will give you my address here on manila,
xxxxx, ANTIPOLO CITY, this is my home add, sorry if im not sending you a email since were seperate on airport. you know that i have prolem about my grandmom, and new years celebrating, im bussy on that time. hope you will understand me.

I wrote her back that I would help her, that the first thing she should do is get a pregnancy test, but otherwise ther wasn’t anything I could do until I returned to AC.

Then, she wrote back on Jan. 5: hone'y, how?i told you i dont know what to do, i dont even have a money, remember that i have a problem about to my grandmom?you gave me a money last time, but i should help to my relatives, even a small help. so now i dont have money anymore. i told you that i dont want to wait more days or weeks. cos im not feeling well. Hunterman, how did you help me out? your not here, thats why im asking you even a small help please! im here now in a.c. im just gonna arrived here now w/my cousin heidi, honey please' i beg your pardon, help me! call me.... this is my cousin nu; #09xx.miss you,

I e-mailed a friend, a 40-year old retired doctor who has been living in AC for over two years. He’s pretty knowledgeable about what goes on there. He replied: “I believe she's pregnant and you all don't need my advice to get a pregnancy test. All the pharmacies have the testing kit - I think it's 100 pesos. From the dates, you are not the father. Ovulation occurs 2 weeks after menstruation and the egg is fertilized within 4 days of ovulation (approximately). You say you are on the hook for the $$. That's your choice completely. I've been living here for almost 4 years straight so here's my thoughts. These girls only appear helpless - they are definitely not. Trust me, her auntie, brother or 800 of the other girls she has met in town can tell her where to go if she wants to get an abortion, procedure, or a good Obstetrician. Each girl in AC (bargirl or not) can easily meet 20-30 people per day (guys and girls) - that's ALL they do all day. They develop a large web of friends/associates over the town quite quickly. Hope that puts your mind at ease.
She wants your help - (read: money, long-term support) but she can take care of herself. If you want to help her, nothing wrong with that but I wouldn't send or give $$ directly. All options will still be available when you get back here in 3 weeks - so I would advise waiting until then and helping in person. Just my 2 or 3 cents”

I also PM’d Khun Mor, and he replied: "Damn - sorry to hear all this. Makes me shiver with my upcoming trip to AC and the fact I am also going to meet a lil sweetie- non pro who I met on chat site.

Yeah the first step is pregnancy test obviously. Vary ominous story and symptoms. If positive no other testing needed. I have no idea who to contact in AC or anywhere in PI.
I doubt RU46 ( the abortion pill ) is available in PI given it's strong Catholic base. Hell cannot even get this puritanical country to approve it. Widely available in Europe- can likely get it on line. Surgical abortion or trm pregnancy would be the only other two options. Good luck guy !!! I hope it's just stress related delayed menstruation.”

After getting the advice, I called Teresa and told her to go ahead and do what she could, I’d pay for it when I got back to AC. Porker was in AC, and at my request he fronted her 100 or 150 pesos for a pregnancy test (thanks again, my friend). She managed to borrow (of course) 600 pesos to buy the pills she needed (I gave her the money when I saw her), and the thing was all cleared up by the time I saw her again.

I returned to AC on my way home on Jan. 15, after several weeks in Indonesia and Thailand, looking forward to seeing Teresa. I had tried to call her to tell her I was coming, and had texted my driver to tell him to pick her up, but didn’t get through to her. So I was really surprised when I got to his car at the Manila airport and discovered Teresa inside—she had called him at the last minute. What a wonderful surprise!

We had a nice intimate ride to AC, where we showed up at Wild Orchid at 9 PM with no reservation for that night—only for the next night. Fortunately, they had a room for us, although I had to change rooms the next day. We spent a wonderful night together—just us, for a change.

In the morning, she went to her cousin’s place, and said she’d be back at 1. She wasn’t, and I couldn’t get her on the phone (her phone chip hadn’t been working properly, for some reason). As it got later, I got impatient, and went over to Honky Tonk and sessioned with a cutie there (my first time in the back room—and maybe the last). Later, I had dinner with a friend. When she hadn’t showed up by 10 PM, I went across the street again and took Norma and another Honky Tonk girl (Eva?) for an absolutely incredible, long, two-popper.

Teresa’s cousin Chris knocked on my door in the middle of the session. Teresa had brought Chris over one morning for a dupla, so I knew her. She came to tell me that Teresa had fallen off a roof, and was downstairs. Telling the girls to wait (we were between pops, so it wasn’t too bad), I got dressed and went down to find Teresa in a trike with an extremely swollen foot/ankle. She told me she had fallen off a roof, but I was in kind of a hurry, so I didn’t inquire to get the full story. I gave her 1,000 pesos and insisted she go to a decent hospital right away, and then went back up to my waiting sluthearts. Chris had seen the girls in the room, so I was sure Teresa knew what I was up to. That didn’t keep me from enjoying myself, and we went through a variety of oral positions on the way to my second 2-on-1 BBBJTCCIM.

Afterwards, I called Chris to find out where they were, and went to join them at a hospital that was a long 15-minute trike ride from my hotel (along deserted streets). My session with the Honky Tonk girls had been so incredible, that I didn’t feel guilty at my shabby treatment of Teresa—pleasure wiped out guilt (for a while). Yes, I’m a dog—when I’m not being a nice guy. (What, you too?)

Teresa had been talking with Chris, she said, on the roof of the house where they were staying (with Chris’ Filipino boyfriend Albert’s family), and had fallen off. Sounded a little strange to me. Albert had been carrying Teresa around, putting her into the trike, taking her into the hospital. When I got to the hospital, they had just come out. X-rays showed a hairline fracture in a toe, and she wanted to just keep it wrapped, rather than put into a cast. I bought her some medicine at the pharmacy down the street (got some stuff I needed too), and she went home. I tried to persuade her to have Albert carry her up to my room to spend the night, but she didn’t want to.

In the morning, my driver stopped at Albert’s (parents’) house, and Teresa came to Manila airport with me. I gave my driver a little extra to take her to her parents’ house, gave her my phone chip and some cash, and bid her an emotional goodbye.

We’ve e-mailed back and forth, and talked a few times. She has neither asked for money, nor hinted that she’d like me to give her some (although she’s complained about not being able to provide money for her family), so that’s maybe a good sign. She says that although she doesn’t like the work in AC as a dancer, she’s had to go back, but as a waitress only, and she’s not barfining. But of course, I have no idea what’s really going on. Oh well, if she’s available next trip, great, she’s a real sweetheart. If not—well, there are many, many girls in Angeles City. And maybe Bea will be available, if I want to be really “married” (or pull a Merlin, with a room where wifey stays, and another room for ST dalliance).

Anyway, I got on my Singapore Airlines flight to Singapore, where I had arranged for a one-night stay to visit a friend. However, his brother had decided to visit, so he was tied up, and I wasn't able to change my flights. I took a cab to my favorite hotel, Hotel 81 Princess (at 21 Lorong 12 Geylang). This is conveniently located near the friendly Indonesian hookers hanging out along Lorong 12.

It was a little after 5 PM when I set out to check out the casas with the Thai babes along the various lorengs. I walked up and down, peeking into each one that had a fishbowl, asking the price. It was always S$80, for 40 minutes. But I did find a couple that offered more time, including one that said one hour for my S$80. Most of the casas had three to ten girls in the fishbowl, and some were fairly attractive, and they were all Thai. And there were a lot of breasts, unlike in the Thai gogos. I finally settled on a busty beauty who unfortunately was camera-shy. We went into a little room, in which she apparently lived, and she washed me off in the shower. She was an excellent performer. Apparently, she had a contract, and would be there for another year or so. I’d come back for breasts like hers.

Then I walked down Geylang to No Signboard Seafood, and feasted on a variety of crustaceans, prepared to order. The waitress had to show me what some of those creatures were, since there were more than the standard shrimp, lobster, and a few others. After ordering a few courses of different delicacies, and observing the ebb and flow of Singaporeans around me, I went back to streetwalking.

Up and down the lorengs between 8 and 18, crisscrossing along the alleys, I found plenty of available women. The Geylang is impressive. The Sri Lankans (I guess that’s what they were) in their saris, ‘way fatter (and older) than the rest hung out around Loreng16. All kinds of other nationalities and looks. I didn’t get any quotes from the fat ones, but the prices were generally S$80, or S$100 for the Chinese girls (who generally spoke NO English, and usually seemed to have a pimp hovering nearby, willing to translate to seal the deal).

But I lingered on Loreng 12, charming the Indonesian hookers with my newfound fluency in bahasa Indonesia (all 20 words or so)—trying to get some sense of their personality. Most were from Batam, some from Jakarta or other places. I was wishing I lived in Singapore so I could take down phone numbers, and go see the girls in Batam at half the price—and that for LT instead of the 40 minutes you got here. Eventually, I settled on Antis, a cute spinner from Batam. Although she was camera-shy without clothes, she was my girlfriend for 45 minutes.

Photos: Antis 86 87 88

Afterwards, I walked around a little more, and went to sleep. I hit the airport by noon, and killed the time until my flight left in Singapore Air’s well-appointed business class lounge. One of these days, I’ll do the tourist thing in Singapore.

Final thoughts:

Angeles is now my favorite venue, topping Rio de Janeiro (especially with the strong real). However, one reason for this is the language issue: my Portuguese is not as good as the Filipinas’ English by a long shot. And the price is right. For point-and-click sex, Indonesia excels, but I haven’t found much to keep me busy between sessions, and I’m just starting on the language. I like Thailand a lot, it’s a very interesting place with girls who do a good job of pleasing. The language barrier is formidable, though, and the girls who speak the best English are generally the more hardened ones. I am less familiar with Singapore, which although expensive, apparently offers a whole spectrum of enjoyment including carnal pleasures.

And I have yet to explore other Philippine venues (my four days in Puerto Galera, with its superb diving, gave me a taste for that).

BUT—these are ALL places I will continue to visit. After all, variety is the spice of life, and the variety of many girls in a variety of (more or less) exotic locations is a tasty life indeed. And I want to add a word of thanks to all the Hombres who have provided information that helped me get off to a running start in all these places (and pick up a lot of speed in Rio).

Hunterman, de nada.

I seem to remember hearing considerably more anxiety at the time as to who the father might be than what you make it sound like her.

Oh, and re: contacting her by telephone, she's rather difficult to get ahold of. I tried for several days to get in touch with her before she ever got back to me about anything.

Dude one word CONDOM

Dude
Another word Scoobysnacks ! Down boy .

We don't preach here and I'm sure HM is aware of the use of condoms.


HM

You never gave me the dates involved . I totally agree with your other doctor friend.

As Maury Povich would say " You are NOT the father " !!

Are you absolutely sure she was even pregnant ?? Did you see the lab results ?

I guess she didn't get a whole lot of money out of you for the episode , but she could also be creating a story to engender some kind of guilt trip and keep you coming back to her. These girls are deviously clever in ways to keep moneykos.

(Message edited by Khun_Mor on April 05, 2006)

Htman,

Criminy! Thanks for the straight shooting. I am going to print this out and reread every day in the PI next week to force me to wear a condom. I am glad it worked out okay. Oh, and I nominate Porker for the first Hombre Medal of Honor on this one. He came THROUGH.

Yes, I am aware of the use of condoms, Sancho has taught me well. I also use the count-the-days-since-last-period method, absolutely (well, in most cases).

KM--I didn't see test results (if indeed there were any), but she HAD been complaining of stomach pains over a span of a week-plus when her menses was due, and she did not have her period while we were together. Unfortunately, the pains made it too uncomfortable for her to have sex, so we had to abstain during that time (which included the Puerto Galera trip with Zeny). Fortunately, she was happy to help choose another girl, and help out in bed, so I wasn't sexually deprived (kind of the opposite, although I did miss FS with her).

Somehow, I don't think Teresa is devious yet, just my gut feel and I could be wrong. One of the things I like about her is that she was pretty drama-free, even when I hurt her by spending time with Bea. And hard to get in touch with, yes. I'm not sure why.

Postscript: Teresa just told me that Zeny is pregnant, wants to keep the baby (she's in her 30's and has a couple of teenagers)--doesn't know who the father is. I'm holding my breath until I find out when the baby is due (NOT). But I suppose there's a possibility. Boy, I'm glad Sancho taught me to use three condoms.

(Message edited by Hunterman on April 06, 2006)

Scooby

Condom... I am intrigued by your ideas and would like to subscribe to your newsletter. Telling Hunterman to wear one - that's FUNNY!! Me, when I use them I ALWAYS make sure to have the baby oil lube handy...

Hunterman

Pregnant Fillapenis, eh? Don't I sound surprised. They've been using that old line since well before you blew your first load into your preteen fist ohhh those many years ago and will continue to grace any willing to listen long after we've both become worm food. Methinks they talk about as straight as a stick in water...

E

LOL, LOL, LOL, LOL, LOL, LOL, LOL, LOL, LOL, LMAO...

Fillapenis with child

Epi, you need to be working Vegas.

Epi et al.,

Ever wonder why about 80% of Filipina bar girls over the age of 23 or so are single moms? Because the fuck bareback as often as not, and yes, it's really true, Filipinas do get pregnant from bareback sex. Imagine that.

However, having said that, they are likely to pin their pregnancy on the guy they like most (nicest, most money, or combo there of) if at all possible. I'm betting that Teresa knows that Hman is not the father, but I'm also betting she really does think she's pregnant. Also a good bet that the father is a white monger and not a Filipino boyfriend, coz even dumbass Filipinas (and they are pretty dumb) know that when the baby is born, the ATM will close if the child is obviously 100% Filipino.

So AGR you must be suggesting that either the Filipinas never fuck pinoys or only fuck pinoys using birth control. Sorry, I don't buy it.

No no MX, either you misunderstood me or maybe I didn't write that clearly enough. I'm saying this: Suppose a Filipina goes after a white guy for child support. Also suppose that due to timing etc. the white guy knows he's probably not the father. Then chances are the the Filipina probably fucked another white guy, because if the baby was 100% Filipino, it would be obvious at birth and the white "father" would not pay any support. Unless the Filipina is really f'ing stupid...

If, on the other hand, the Filipina gets pregnant by her Filipino boyfriend (the vast majority of the pregnancies), she will quietly hand off the baby to her family members to look after, since her loser boyfriend won't have the financial ability to help her. A few months later she'll return to work. Happens all the time.

This is exactly the reason so many Filipinas want to get pregnant by a white guy. They assume we will be more responsible and will support the mother and child, and maybe marry them.

Hope that was more clear...